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onepieceyaoi100This is to sort-of make up for that horrendously disrespectful drabble about Merry I posted earlier, which I will probably be deleting later (again >>; ). Argh. *makes mental note to stick to schedule about keeping fics in hard drive for three months before posting*
Title: Fighting Blind
Rating: PG-13 for violence
Word Count: 300
Pairing: Usopp/Luffy
Topic: Senses (not so vague this time. I hope.)
Summary: Usopp's shooting skills are unrivalled. His dodging skills not much so.
When Luffy awoke from his food-induced coma, he found himself shackled by his wrists, dangling from the ceiling. Fortunately, neither the cuffs nor the cell he was in were seastone-based. While he couldn’t remove the cuffs from his wrists, he could break the chain that was holding him up, and Luffy was out and running for freedom in a matter of minutes.
It didn’t last long. He soon found himself assaulted by a large group of marine guards, who fired barbed wire nets at him before he had a chance to send them flying. Luffy crashed back to the ground, tore himself against the barbs fighting to get free. The rusty metal drew itself taut across his thrashing form, every flail and strain causing it to wind tighter, until the rubber captain was nearly skewered in a tangled mess of his own resistance; until he was practically rolling in a pool of his own blood. He stopped then, drained, pale, completely surrounded on every side.
Then Usopp barged in.
“Luffy,” the sniper’s steady voice was thinly masked fear, “Don’t move.”
Luffy caught a glimpse of narrowed eyes before they vanished beneath dark goggles. There were explosions, panicked shouts, exchange of gunfire, bullets ricocheting. A sudden shatter of glass lenses, a swallowed scream. But through it all the almost percussion-like BLAM, BLAM, BLAM, BLAM never stopped resounding in the background. Usopp’s marksmanship.
When the music at last died and Luffy reopened his eyes, all the Marines had been gunned down, each with a single, perfect hole smack in the middle of their chests. Usopp kept stabbing himself on the pointed barbs, as he fumbled trying to free the captain.
“I told you before.” Usopp smiled, shakily, through the twin streams of red running from his busted eyes. “My aim is perfect.”
Title: Fighting Blind
Rating: PG-13 for violence
Word Count: 300
Pairing: Usopp/Luffy
Topic: Senses (not so vague this time. I hope.)
Summary: Usopp's shooting skills are unrivalled. His dodging skills not much so.
When Luffy awoke from his food-induced coma, he found himself shackled by his wrists, dangling from the ceiling. Fortunately, neither the cuffs nor the cell he was in were seastone-based. While he couldn’t remove the cuffs from his wrists, he could break the chain that was holding him up, and Luffy was out and running for freedom in a matter of minutes.
It didn’t last long. He soon found himself assaulted by a large group of marine guards, who fired barbed wire nets at him before he had a chance to send them flying. Luffy crashed back to the ground, tore himself against the barbs fighting to get free. The rusty metal drew itself taut across his thrashing form, every flail and strain causing it to wind tighter, until the rubber captain was nearly skewered in a tangled mess of his own resistance; until he was practically rolling in a pool of his own blood. He stopped then, drained, pale, completely surrounded on every side.
Then Usopp barged in.
“Luffy,” the sniper’s steady voice was thinly masked fear, “Don’t move.”
Luffy caught a glimpse of narrowed eyes before they vanished beneath dark goggles. There were explosions, panicked shouts, exchange of gunfire, bullets ricocheting. A sudden shatter of glass lenses, a swallowed scream. But through it all the almost percussion-like BLAM, BLAM, BLAM, BLAM never stopped resounding in the background. Usopp’s marksmanship.
When the music at last died and Luffy reopened his eyes, all the Marines had been gunned down, each with a single, perfect hole smack in the middle of their chests. Usopp kept stabbing himself on the pointed barbs, as he fumbled trying to free the captain.
“I told you before.” Usopp smiled, shakily, through the twin streams of red running from his busted eyes. “My aim is perfect.”
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Date: 2006-10-24 01:15 pm (UTC)Reading this made my stomach all squishy with love, aswell as my eyes well up with sadness for Luffy.
♥♥
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Date: 2006-10-24 04:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-24 09:08 pm (UTC)(Also, plese do not erase your other one. It was great!!!)
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Date: 2006-10-25 03:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-26 02:46 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-29 04:33 am (UTC)Does this mean Chopper's gonna be Ussop's seeing-eye-deer?