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onepieceyaoi100Title: Gutted and the nature of it.
Words:329
pairing: Zoro/Sanji
topic: Nature
notes: death-fic...sorta
rating: Bad word I think. Pg13
Zoro felt the tug at his heart as he observed the scene.
The blue strips along his stomach slit open, allowing the blood and organs to slip out. The curl above the emotionless glassy eye sunken. The golden yellow head now dingy with grime from the battle that fell him.
The swordsman couldn’t help but feel guilt. He was responsible, his actions caused this. The poor guy, he was just riding the waves one day like the rest of them, looking for some patch of ocean. The long thin body deceptively agile and strong…giving any enemy no easy time. Zoros fight with him this very afternoon proved that. He was too formidable to die so easily.
It was the nature of death. Making you feel emotions so heavy you have to call upon your experience and training to keep it from spilling out. Making you feel like, maybe it would have been better if you’d never gotten involved with them at all, better if you had kept your distance from the very start. But the passion you felt was real. You could resist all you wanted but death would come soon enough…when you weren’t ready for it.
The knife came down in a firm chop, and the chef blew smoke out the side of his mouth as he regarded the swordsman. The now headless fish was already being filleted on the cutting board while Sanji didn’t break the eye contact, his knife work flawless.
“Is that what you were waiting for or did you want me to give it last rites?” Sanji sneered playfully.
“Che. Barbarian cannibal.” The swordsman hissed back. He turned to leave the galley as the cooks mouth dropped open in confusion and horror at being called such a thing.
“ME?!! YOU’RE the one that caught the damn shitty fish!”
He couldn’t help but grin at the reaction.
Maybe the nature of death and the nature of love were identical as far as the cook was concerned.
Words:329
pairing: Zoro/Sanji
topic: Nature
notes: death-fic...sorta
rating: Bad word I think. Pg13
Zoro felt the tug at his heart as he observed the scene.
The blue strips along his stomach slit open, allowing the blood and organs to slip out. The curl above the emotionless glassy eye sunken. The golden yellow head now dingy with grime from the battle that fell him.
The swordsman couldn’t help but feel guilt. He was responsible, his actions caused this. The poor guy, he was just riding the waves one day like the rest of them, looking for some patch of ocean. The long thin body deceptively agile and strong…giving any enemy no easy time. Zoros fight with him this very afternoon proved that. He was too formidable to die so easily.
It was the nature of death. Making you feel emotions so heavy you have to call upon your experience and training to keep it from spilling out. Making you feel like, maybe it would have been better if you’d never gotten involved with them at all, better if you had kept your distance from the very start. But the passion you felt was real. You could resist all you wanted but death would come soon enough…when you weren’t ready for it.
The knife came down in a firm chop, and the chef blew smoke out the side of his mouth as he regarded the swordsman. The now headless fish was already being filleted on the cutting board while Sanji didn’t break the eye contact, his knife work flawless.
“Is that what you were waiting for or did you want me to give it last rites?” Sanji sneered playfully.
“Che. Barbarian cannibal.” The swordsman hissed back. He turned to leave the galley as the cooks mouth dropped open in confusion and horror at being called such a thing.
“ME?!! YOU’RE the one that caught the damn shitty fish!”
He couldn’t help but grin at the reaction.
Maybe the nature of death and the nature of love were identical as far as the cook was concerned.
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Date: 2008-07-15 10:09 pm (UTC)The image of Sanji watching Zoro solemnly stare at the fish was squealable. Actually, I will. Squeal that is.
*squeals*
Loved the twist, loved respectful Zoro, loved everything else as well!
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Date: 2008-07-15 10:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-15 11:33 pm (UTC)