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Aug. 20th, 2008 11:13 amTOPIC: Free
AUTHOR: mr_redrum
PAIRING: ZoroxSanji (well, sort of...)
WARNING: PG
WORD COUNT: 503
NOTES: My first drabble for this theme, I really sorry if it's comes out bad…PS: and the username that I mentioned in this drabble are only fiction. I pick randomly what’s comes out in my mind while I’m writing it. If there is a similar username that actually being use for real, I really sorry too, but it’s only pure coincidentally… My very much thank you for
The marines attacked “me” from behind “my” back. I know “I” can prevent the attack before “my” body takes a lot of damage. So, “I” spin around, and prepare to slice the attacker up with “my” three swords. But suddenly, several powerful kicks were thrown first, protecting “my” back. I grin. It looks like he’s already arrived. The one I can trust to watch “my” back during every battle.
As I go by, the marines try to attack “him”. Although I’ve never met him, somehow I think that it’s so like him to get so into character. He always gets “himself” into trouble as the infamous lone pirate hunter, Roronoa Zoro. I can’t really blame him, since I’m that way too. I enjoy my action as the suave, kick-ass number one sea-chef Blackleg Sanji. Here, I am free to do things I usually can’t. I’m sure he feels the same way.
So, I grin back, with my usual Need my help, shitty-swordsman? and his normal reply of Shove it, baka-cook… I light one of “my” cigarettes, tap the soles of “my” shoes against the ground, and get ready to fight beside “him”.
“I think we need to meet, face to face. How ‘bout that?”
“You think so?”
Yeah. I’m dying to know what kind of man the guy is who protects my back all the time.”
“But what if I’m a girl, and not a guy? Will you be disappointed, marimo?”
“Heh, about a girl protecting me? Hell NO! I don’t even care if you’re an alien, blondie.”
“I’m not blonde.”
“You’re not? Well, that’s still not a problem. As long as you’re not a psychopath. But, even if you are, I guess I’ll just have to leave it to faith, anyway…”
“LOL. No, I’m not a girl, or an alien, and definitely not a psychopath. Man, you are really deep into his character, huh? I could be a swindler, you know. But, sure. I’d like to meet you too, asshole.”
“:D Perfect! See you tomorrow in front of the ZS tower plaza, then.
“Don’t worry, you’ll know. There’s something I’d like you to know about my real appearance, dude…”
“Me, too. It’ll be easy for you to figure out which one is me. See you tomorrow, baka-cook.”
“Later, shitty-swordsman.”
They gawked in unison when they met.
They both laughed their asses off, glad that they decided to meet up. In that world they were both free to be someone that they admired, but in this one, when their hands brushed accidentally and they both blushed hard, they kind of understood that now they could freely be themselves, and could start anew, for real and without hiding behind masks...
EEE!
Date: 2008-08-20 04:53 am (UTC)Re: EEE!
Date: 2008-08-21 06:31 am (UTC)ps:but I still have to find out what internet cookies really are,since from the very first time I'm around at lj,somehow I'm not really sure,what truly is an internet cookies are?...
SO CUUUUTE!! <3
Date: 2008-08-20 05:17 am (UTC)but it was sooo cute XD
"when their hands brushed accidentally and they both blushed hard, they kind of understood that now they could freely be themselves, and could start anew, for real and without hiding behind masks..."
this makes me so happy!!! *squeals*
Re: SO CUUUUTE!! <3
Date: 2008-08-21 06:33 am (UTC)