/it's not you, it's him

[kanthia.livejournal.com]

Title: Do What You Want
Rating: G to PG for language
Word Count: 204
Pairing: Beat-around-the-bushies Smoker x Ace
Topic: Schichibukai
Notes: Supa-angst is kind of like grape pie. It's weird.


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“Portgas.”
“The answer is no.”
Smoker looked up, the expression on his face clearly conveying anger and exasperation from a topic well trampled. “Why the hell not? There’s an opening that has to be filled, thanks to your piece-of-shit brother.”
“Who cares if there’s five, or six, or twenty? Even you knew what that stupid sand bastard was up to- do you Marines only care about putting on faces nowadays?”
It’s a side of the flame Smoker’s never seen before, and he doesn’t like it. “There were five, after Kuma was dealt with-” there was a slight shudder in his chest when he recalled the memory of that bloody coup- “But the sixth slot’s being filled.”
“Fill the seventh, then.”
“We can’t find anyone. You’re being a bastard, Portgas.”
“So are you. It’s almost dawn. I should go.”
The young pirate didn’t even bother to carefully close the window as he leapt out into the darkness of midnight.

Smoker sighed as he shut out the drafty dark air. It was going to be another long and lonely night- and there, sitting on top of his desk in plain view, were Marshall D. Teach’s Shichibukai application papers. The ones he had signed just minutes before.

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wheee

Ooh, and Kuma is non-spolierific, so you don't have to wash out your head. Even though that would be slippery. Yay for grape pies.

~Kanthia

Comments

[geuna.livejournal.com]

Oooo, Smoker you bastard, of COURSE Ace is going to be f-ing pissed You just signed up Ace's worst enemy as a new Schichibukai basically tried to get your boyfriend to play on his team. Dumbass...

[hinas-otaku.livejournal.com]

Poor Smoker ;_; The fan community makes his life so tormented!
When will he see sense and desert?