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May. 8th, 2004 03:04 amTitle: Type: Silly Drunk
Rating: PG
Pairing: Ace/Sanji
Words: 300
Comments: Cut out about 180 words. ::breaks fingers:: What's really scary... is this is what I'm like when I drink.
It wasn't often that Ace got drunk. *Really* drunk. Granted, his appetite was endless and he'd drink with food but he didn't usually drink for the sake of drinking. Most of the time he was traveling alone anyway. Besides, he didn't care for the brawling that was so often the result of the act of drinking. And then... there was the giggling.
Luffy was passed out on top of the swordsman in the corner and the rest of the crew had stumbled off to bed. Sanji was gathering dirty dishes despite the slight sway in his gait. Slumped over the table, Ace watched him with lazy eyes and a stretching grin, doing his very best to keep under control the giggles that made his shoulders quiver.
"What's so funny?" Sanji asked, glancing over his shoulder. The simple question completely shattered his control and Ace burst into a fit of hysterical laughter, muffled by shoving his face into his folded arms. Sanji couldn't help the smirk that pulled at his mouth. "Baaa~ka," Sanji snickered, tugging Ace to his feet. "C'mon. You can sleep on the couch."
Flopping into Sanji's offered support, Ace giggled and snorted, nose pressed into his hair behind his ear. "You smell nice," he murmured, grinning stupidly into Sanji's neck.
"Ah--" Blushing darkly, Sanji's step faltered and with something of a commotion, he and Ace's weight fully leaning into him stumbled and tripped, falling into some nearby sacks of flour. Ace found this to be absolutely hysterical. "Baka-mera!"
"Let's sleep here," Ace giggled, wrapping a strong arm around Sanji's waist and pillowing his head on the cook's chest.
"O-oi! I've got dishes to do...!" Sanji protested, flustered. It was too late though, Ace had already fallen asleep, that broad grin still plastered on his face.
Rating: PG
Pairing: Ace/Sanji
Words: 300
Comments: Cut out about 180 words. ::breaks fingers:: What's really scary... is this is what I'm like when I drink.
It wasn't often that Ace got drunk. *Really* drunk. Granted, his appetite was endless and he'd drink with food but he didn't usually drink for the sake of drinking. Most of the time he was traveling alone anyway. Besides, he didn't care for the brawling that was so often the result of the act of drinking. And then... there was the giggling.
Luffy was passed out on top of the swordsman in the corner and the rest of the crew had stumbled off to bed. Sanji was gathering dirty dishes despite the slight sway in his gait. Slumped over the table, Ace watched him with lazy eyes and a stretching grin, doing his very best to keep under control the giggles that made his shoulders quiver.
"What's so funny?" Sanji asked, glancing over his shoulder. The simple question completely shattered his control and Ace burst into a fit of hysterical laughter, muffled by shoving his face into his folded arms. Sanji couldn't help the smirk that pulled at his mouth. "Baaa~ka," Sanji snickered, tugging Ace to his feet. "C'mon. You can sleep on the couch."
Flopping into Sanji's offered support, Ace giggled and snorted, nose pressed into his hair behind his ear. "You smell nice," he murmured, grinning stupidly into Sanji's neck.
"Ah--" Blushing darkly, Sanji's step faltered and with something of a commotion, he and Ace's weight fully leaning into him stumbled and tripped, falling into some nearby sacks of flour. Ace found this to be absolutely hysterical. "Baka-mera!"
"Let's sleep here," Ace giggled, wrapping a strong arm around Sanji's waist and pillowing his head on the cook's chest.
"O-oi! I've got dishes to do...!" Sanji protested, flustered. It was too late though, Ace had already fallen asleep, that broad grin still plastered on his face.
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