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onepieceyaoi100Title: In Zoro-vision
Word Count: 300
Rating:PG
Pairing: Sanji/Zoro
Topic: First Impressions (does it count if it's of an action?)
Sorta a sequel to
This
I don't own One Piece or it's characters
Ignoring a shriek from Ussop as he dodged a crate that had been knocked in the sniper's direction, Sanji raised a leg, only stopping upon hearing Nami.
"That's enough!"
Zoro, swords still in fighting position, turned and snarled, “Mind your own business.“ Opening his mouth to defend sweet Nami-swan, Sanji got one syllable out before his eyes caught the Katanas held before him and felt his stomach drop. For a split second Sanji saw the swords as Zoro did.
The one drawn from the black sheath stayed in Zoro's hand, with the control and patience of a veteran fighter, waiting for some command from it's master.
The red hilted one bobbed up and down, excited over the possibility of a kill.
Strangest, was how the sword in Zoro's mouth gently brushed against Sanji’s neck with her flat side as Zoro turned to look at him, like an affectionate rub.
Realizing Nami and Zoro were staring, Sanji mumbled a quick apology in Nami-swans direction before hurrying into the galley.
Sanji turned on the stove, staring out the galley window at Zoro. Nami was gone and the swordsman had sat down on the deck and begun to mumble to himsel- no, to the three Katanas attached to his hips.
Upon first observing the bizarre behavior, he'd thought it was something Zoro had picked up from a socially awkward childhood. Zoro apparently had never kicked the habit of imaginary friends, Sanji'd concluded after first witnessing it.
Sanji felt his stomach drop once again. The swords weren't strange manifestations of imaginary childhood friends. No, Zoro listened to the advice of the close friend, the wizened elder, and the friend who was a bad influence. Shaking his head, Sanji reached for his lighter and tried not to wonder if the four of them were talking about him.
Word Count: 300
Rating:PG
Pairing: Sanji/Zoro
Topic: First Impressions (does it count if it's of an action?)
Sorta a sequel to
This
I don't own One Piece or it's characters
Ignoring a shriek from Ussop as he dodged a crate that had been knocked in the sniper's direction, Sanji raised a leg, only stopping upon hearing Nami.
"That's enough!"
Zoro, swords still in fighting position, turned and snarled, “Mind your own business.“ Opening his mouth to defend sweet Nami-swan, Sanji got one syllable out before his eyes caught the Katanas held before him and felt his stomach drop. For a split second Sanji saw the swords as Zoro did.
The one drawn from the black sheath stayed in Zoro's hand, with the control and patience of a veteran fighter, waiting for some command from it's master.
The red hilted one bobbed up and down, excited over the possibility of a kill.
Strangest, was how the sword in Zoro's mouth gently brushed against Sanji’s neck with her flat side as Zoro turned to look at him, like an affectionate rub.
Realizing Nami and Zoro were staring, Sanji mumbled a quick apology in Nami-swans direction before hurrying into the galley.
Sanji turned on the stove, staring out the galley window at Zoro. Nami was gone and the swordsman had sat down on the deck and begun to mumble to himsel- no, to the three Katanas attached to his hips.
Upon first observing the bizarre behavior, he'd thought it was something Zoro had picked up from a socially awkward childhood. Zoro apparently had never kicked the habit of imaginary friends, Sanji'd concluded after first witnessing it.
Sanji felt his stomach drop once again. The swords weren't strange manifestations of imaginary childhood friends. No, Zoro listened to the advice of the close friend, the wizened elder, and the friend who was a bad influence. Shaking his head, Sanji reached for his lighter and tried not to wonder if the four of them were talking about him.
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Date: 2006-12-27 07:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-27 09:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-27 04:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-27 09:36 pm (UTC)Haha, when I first read that I thought I mispelled swords somewhere and you were giving me a hard time over that.
:P
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Date: 2006-12-27 09:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-12-28 04:10 am (UTC)I'm sure Zoro could share, after all, Wadou was Kuina's sword. Maybe for he could use Wadou during foreplay or something...
Of course the late Yubashiro would be crying all alone, cause no one cares about him. Which is why he was the one who was destroyed at Enias Lobby ;_____;
XD XD XD