onepieceyaoi100 | Because I am incapable of doing anything on time...

And thus, I don't care so much about the word count. Heh. Also: look, I'm still alive. *waves*

Title: Goddess' Ire
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: Myths
Pairing: LuSanFood
Word Count: 384

The hunter stalked through the woods, seeking game and provisions with his dogs yipping at his heals, eager for the spoils of a hunt.

"Hey, that was mine!” Usopp complained.

Sanji shifted his own basket out of reach, just in case. "Luffy, TRY not to eat everything we gather before we can get back to the ship, ok?"

"But Sanji", he mumbled around a mouth full of fruit, "I'm starving!"

In his travels, he came upon a lake, and espied within it the very vision of beauty; a woman so enthralling as to pause him mid-step bathed there, bare but for the luscious tendrils of hair that brushed her graceful shoulders. She turned, and he could feel his heart stutter at the beauty of her unfettered form; skin revealed, and glistening silkily in the sunlight.

Sanji stopped dead, others running into his back at the sudden pause. Completely enthralled in the view, a husky breath escaped him and he thought, distantly, that he could die happily just then, with those lovely curves the last image he took to the heavens…

It was fortunate he felt that way.

To his misfortune, the hunter’s sigh was heard- and a goddess does not easily forgive transgressions of privacy. Rage filled her, upon seeing her unwanted caller, and as he continued to stare lasciviously at her form, she chose his punishment. With a bolt of divine fury, she turned him into the very prey he himself sought.

Eyes blazing, she reached into the basket that she had left floating near by; calmly palming the hardest piece of fruit she could find, and with great deliberation, wailing it at the perverted interloper’s head.

So struck, his very own dogs turned on him knowing only the shape and scent of their quarry, and thus, ripped him apart...

Luffy saw food, and acting on a directive from his stomach, pounced on the cook, making quick work of the splattered fruit clinging to him.

Ripped him...

He sniffed the cook's neck, and then licked it, tasting the juices still clinging to his skin.

"Mmm, you taste good!"

His captain grinned happily, then, and proceeded to thoroughly clean up the rest of the mess Nami had made of him.

Ripped-- er... ate him.

“Gah! Luffy- get off me, that tickles!”

uh... kind of

Loosely based on the story of Artemis and the Hunter