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TITLE: BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME: SANJI'S POV
TOPIC: First Person Narrative/Perspective
AUTHOR: mr_redrum
PAIRING: ZoroxSanji
WARNING: PG
WORD COUNT: 200+
NOTES: One everyday and usual moment from sanji's pov. My very much thank you for my dearest kakairupowns-san for the beta... thank you!!!...



I know that the moment I finish serving Nami-san and Robin-chan, I’ll shift my attention to him. Shitty swordsman, he thinks that I don’t know he’s only pretending to be asleep. All the while, he is actually watching all of us; guarding the rest of the crew.

I just wish he’d watch me. Me and me alone. Is it wrong to want him to show more clearly how he cares about me? That’s why I declare my love to both of my precious ladies; something to teach the marimo that love is something that sometimes needs to be shown.

Yeah, I know I love him. And I know he actually loves me back, but it’s difficult, dammit, to read emotions on that bastard’s face!

Because he’s too wrapped up in the character of the lone samurai, I have to bug him over and over, to get to his true feelings. Shitty-marimo always makes me do unnecessary things. Sometimes, I don’t even know why I bother. Is it because of love? Maybe.

See? He’s still pretending he’s sleeping. So, that’s why I go over to him, to whisper into his ear that I know what he’s doing. But somehow, this closeness causes my heart to beat faster, and I pray he doesn’t notice.

I try to hide it, with my words and my kicks.

After a moment, we are well into our usual bickering, something that I know we both enjoy. This is a moment we share; just between the two of us.

Then, something happens. We fall to the grass deck, him on top of me.

We lock eyes, my gaze trapped in those dark, coral green orbs. Somehow, I know that I’m going to blush deeply, and everyone on the deck will see it.

I need to do something. Now.

“Oi, marimo…” I tried to call to him, to bring us both back to reality. But deep down, I know that if the moment was right, I might just let him hold me.

“You stepped on my shoes, shithead!” was all I could come up with, though I know it’s not true. But because he’s a muscle head, I have slight hope he won’t notice that either, before I send him flying with a powerful kick. Maybe later I’ll tell him the reason why I need to do this, when the time is right.

...Better luck next time for both of us…

Comments

[pseudo-shigure.livejournal.com]

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

i've been reading cute zosan fics lately. hope i won't die of diabetes... XDDDD

[mr-redrum.livejournal.com]

hahaha,thanks a lots for reading,man...no,I don't want you die first,you have to continue your fic first!.that's it!...ntar kalo kamu kena diabetes,lari aja ke surabaya,biar rawat inap di tempat keluarga and kenalan gue.gue pastikan kamu sembuh dari diabetesmu.ato kamu pilih rawat jalan aja?...becanda kok man.tapi yang bagian you have to continue your fic,that was very SERIOUSLY indeed...thanks again for already reading,dude ^_^...

[reddy-chan.livejournal.com]

X33 aww Sanji!! You understand Zoro so much, but you must be the 1st to say 'love you' to that idiot unexperienced Zoro =O better luck next time xD

[mr-redrum.livejournal.com]

*here's some good old sake for you...wait,you already 20,right?...okay,then...LET'S KAMPAI FOR THE LUCK OF THESE TWO!...KAMPAI!!!...*

thank you for already reading,reddy_chan ^_^...