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Aug. 18th, 2004 01:03 pmYet another one, zeroing in on Sanji’s smoking…. Ya. That’s all. ^_~
Started as a jab at 4kids... turned into a drabble. Kinda.
Written in about 10 minutes- and it shows.
Title: Zoro did it
Rating: PG-13?
Word count: 233
Pairing: Somewhat Zoro/Sanji
In Zoro's opinion, Sanji had a nasty habit of smoking. In Sanji's opinion Zoro had a nasty habit of breathing. Neither had any intention of compromising. Occasionally, Sanji would try to 'dissuade' the other from his chosen habit. His opponent, surprisingly, was somewhat more subtle in his retaliation.
Recently, Zoro had made a habit of stealing the cook's cigarettes, because they were 'damn annoying'. In the unacknowledged part of his mind, this roughly translated to, 'for his own good'. He had to ensure the cook lived long enough to realize Zoro’s superiority, after all.
Sanji had yet to figure this out, or the swordsman's meals would have taken a dive in edible content. Its amazing how many toxic fish could be found in the ocean. If he was feeling particularly kind, he might even make sure it wasn't lethal.
About the time Zoro noticed the cook chewing on anything- carrots, toothpicks, pencils- he decided to give him something to put in his mouth.
Well, there were two things he could put in his mouth, but only one Zoro would trust to his recent foul mood.
The next day, where the very last stronghold of nicotine had been 'safely' hidden away, Sanji found a package of lollipops.
He vowed to find the perpetrator, and kill them. Slowly. Then he shoved one of the candy sticks in his mouth, since it was better than nothing.
--Is voyeurism for profit a bad habit? *smirk* Otherwise, Ot- just wanted to share--
Title: Doujinshi – Volume 3
Rating: PG-13 probably… maybe?
Word count: 300
Pairing: None that they intend.
A creaking board was all the warning he needed.
Zoro drew a sword as he spun, leveling it just below Ussop's nose. The sharpshooter 'eeped' and quickly shuffled back a few steps; out of the perceivable range of the blades. Part of his brain knew this was pointless, there was /no/ 'out of range' where Zoro was concerned, but it made him feel better.
Over the last few weeks, Ussop had noticed a certain green haired crewmate had started acting strangely. Well, stranger than usual anyway. Anxious, jumpy - paranoid even. So, with no slight trepidation but a desire to help, he had sought out said crewmate.
He was regretting it immensely now.
Behind the glinting steal, Zoro glared disturbingly. "Oh, it’s your turn? And what do /you/ want to do to me?"
"N-nothing!", Ussop squeaked in a higher pitch than he had intended. The man holding the sword didn't look convinced, so he carefully backed out of the room, and bolted for the safety of numbers. Maybe he’d try again, when he wasn’t as likely to die.
Nami, being omnipotent, overheard this exchange and had an idea. She couldn’t wait for nightfall.
---
Some grunting, cursing, and heaving later- Ussop awoke, to his terror, draped over the couch and an unconscious Zoro. The state of their clothing left something to be desired.
He fainted dead away- with the fleeting hope this was all a dream, and if it wasn't - that Zoro would kill him while he was still out, rather than wait for a conscious opponent.
This left an opening for Nami to finish her work. She eyed the other sleeping crewmembers from her hiding spot with a calculating gaze.
Volume three was banned in several countries. Those that allowed its sale, well made up for the loss.
Started as a jab at 4kids... turned into a drabble. Kinda.
Written in about 10 minutes- and it shows.
Title: Zoro did it
Rating: PG-13?
Word count: 233
Pairing: Somewhat Zoro/Sanji
In Zoro's opinion, Sanji had a nasty habit of smoking. In Sanji's opinion Zoro had a nasty habit of breathing. Neither had any intention of compromising. Occasionally, Sanji would try to 'dissuade' the other from his chosen habit. His opponent, surprisingly, was somewhat more subtle in his retaliation.
Recently, Zoro had made a habit of stealing the cook's cigarettes, because they were 'damn annoying'. In the unacknowledged part of his mind, this roughly translated to, 'for his own good'. He had to ensure the cook lived long enough to realize Zoro’s superiority, after all.
Sanji had yet to figure this out, or the swordsman's meals would have taken a dive in edible content. Its amazing how many toxic fish could be found in the ocean. If he was feeling particularly kind, he might even make sure it wasn't lethal.
About the time Zoro noticed the cook chewing on anything- carrots, toothpicks, pencils- he decided to give him something to put in his mouth.
Well, there were two things he could put in his mouth, but only one Zoro would trust to his recent foul mood.
The next day, where the very last stronghold of nicotine had been 'safely' hidden away, Sanji found a package of lollipops.
He vowed to find the perpetrator, and kill them. Slowly. Then he shoved one of the candy sticks in his mouth, since it was better than nothing.
--Is voyeurism for profit a bad habit? *smirk* Otherwise, Ot- just wanted to share--
Title: Doujinshi – Volume 3
Rating: PG-13 probably… maybe?
Word count: 300
Pairing: None that they intend.
A creaking board was all the warning he needed.
Zoro drew a sword as he spun, leveling it just below Ussop's nose. The sharpshooter 'eeped' and quickly shuffled back a few steps; out of the perceivable range of the blades. Part of his brain knew this was pointless, there was /no/ 'out of range' where Zoro was concerned, but it made him feel better.
Over the last few weeks, Ussop had noticed a certain green haired crewmate had started acting strangely. Well, stranger than usual anyway. Anxious, jumpy - paranoid even. So, with no slight trepidation but a desire to help, he had sought out said crewmate.
He was regretting it immensely now.
Behind the glinting steal, Zoro glared disturbingly. "Oh, it’s your turn? And what do /you/ want to do to me?"
"N-nothing!", Ussop squeaked in a higher pitch than he had intended. The man holding the sword didn't look convinced, so he carefully backed out of the room, and bolted for the safety of numbers. Maybe he’d try again, when he wasn’t as likely to die.
Nami, being omnipotent, overheard this exchange and had an idea. She couldn’t wait for nightfall.
---
Some grunting, cursing, and heaving later- Ussop awoke, to his terror, draped over the couch and an unconscious Zoro. The state of their clothing left something to be desired.
He fainted dead away- with the fleeting hope this was all a dream, and if it wasn't - that Zoro would kill him while he was still out, rather than wait for a conscious opponent.
This left an opening for Nami to finish her work. She eyed the other sleeping crewmembers from her hiding spot with a calculating gaze.
Volume three was banned in several countries. Those that allowed its sale, well made up for the loss.
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Date: 2004-08-18 06:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-18 07:12 pm (UTC)^_^
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Date: 2004-08-18 06:35 pm (UTC)where are my details?Very amusing.no subject
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Date: 2004-08-18 08:06 pm (UTC)Poor, oral-stage Sanji. Think he'd still go ahead with it if Zoro'd gotten him a box of pacifiers? ^^
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Date: 2004-08-26 09:46 pm (UTC)Thanks~ ^_^ The first one... I would have kept going if I could. I'm just really enjoying harassing Ussop right now. Think I might write a long version at some point. ^_~
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Date: 2004-08-18 08:18 pm (UTC)And the second one, I love DoujinPeddling!Nami! XD
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