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Jul. 17th, 2008 08:37 pmRating: PG-13... I think
Pairing: Zoro/Sanji
Topic: Guidelines (Rules)
Word Count: 199
Notes: No idea what I am doing but there is a first time for everything. Stick a fork in me... 'cause this was not meant to happen. Evil
There were rules for a reason. And the damn marimo had broken every single one of them.
The Kitchen was his domain and no one else was to enter it; with the exception of his lovely ladies because they could go wherever, and whenever, they wanted. The thought of his Nami-san and Robin-chan had his eyes turning to hearts.
If, by some chance, someone did enter the Kitchen, it was only polite to NOT pollute the air with the stench of sweat and steel and over-ripe from exercise, seaweed-head.
NEVER was someone to enter his personal space without permission. Unless it was delicate and beautiful women who were throwing themselves at him.
The damn cabbage didn’t seriously think he could pick a fight with him, all up close and in his face, and expect him to NOT retaliate with his feet; even when his hips were straining to push against the muscled thigh lodged between his legs.
And no one, absolutely no one, was to steal a kiss from him. Especially a slack-jawed, dumbass swordsman, who knew how to take the breath from someone and suck out their soul through their mouths.
“Rules were meant to be broken, shitty cook.”
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Date: 2008-07-17 11:58 am (UTC)no subject
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