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onepieceyaoi100Title: Slap-Happy
Topic: Man
Word count: 300! YES! *busts-a-move, chopper-style*
Paring: Sanji's behind/various palms.
Warnings: Rear abuse, please bring Aloe.
A/N: ah, back again, a celebratory drabble! I got into 3rd year of uni! Huzzah for cool tutors and awesome re-marks!
The sound still rang in his ears and resounded through his behind.
That morning they'd pulled up at a rather plain looking island. Sanji had only needed a few bits and pieces - his tea was low, and some fresh eggs wouldn't have gone amiss either, neither would some sugar and fresh fruit. Afterall, those weird boiled sweets he had made had gone down a storm with the captain and sniper, good distraction tools.
It was as he was looking for the sugar he had passed a familiar face. Had it been Gin? It was hard to tell, considering this islands latest fashion trend erred towards dressing oddly, such as striped headbands, cowboy hats and horrible blue and pink ensembles that made him want to check if his eyes were bleeding.
They had been that horrible.
But no sooner as he had acknowledged the passing thought than a sharp snapping sound cracked though the noise of the market, and a searing sensation burned his backside.
He yelped and spun around, trying to catch the bastard who had so brazenly assaulted him in such a public place, but all he could see was that striped headband disappearing, and the pink and blue thing had shifted to conceal a flash of green.
SLAP
'Who the-"
But the culprit was nowhere to be seen. Not even a telltale- wait, was that a cowboy hat again? Even at a steadily increasing distance those blue disks gave him deja vu. Now it had just gotten creepy.
His bottom had seen better days by the time he had fled back to the Sunny, and when he had complained about it to his so called lover, the bastard had just shrugged.
"Take it like a man." He had said.
"No, you'll take it like a man, asshat!" And with that he proceeded to kick Zoro's unsympathetic arse.
Topic: Man
Word count: 300! YES! *busts-a-move, chopper-style*
Paring: Sanji's behind/various palms.
Warnings: Rear abuse, please bring Aloe.
A/N: ah, back again, a celebratory drabble! I got into 3rd year of uni! Huzzah for cool tutors and awesome re-marks!
The sound still rang in his ears and resounded through his behind.
That morning they'd pulled up at a rather plain looking island. Sanji had only needed a few bits and pieces - his tea was low, and some fresh eggs wouldn't have gone amiss either, neither would some sugar and fresh fruit. Afterall, those weird boiled sweets he had made had gone down a storm with the captain and sniper, good distraction tools.
It was as he was looking for the sugar he had passed a familiar face. Had it been Gin? It was hard to tell, considering this islands latest fashion trend erred towards dressing oddly, such as striped headbands, cowboy hats and horrible blue and pink ensembles that made him want to check if his eyes were bleeding.
They had been that horrible.
But no sooner as he had acknowledged the passing thought than a sharp snapping sound cracked though the noise of the market, and a searing sensation burned his backside.
He yelped and spun around, trying to catch the bastard who had so brazenly assaulted him in such a public place, but all he could see was that striped headband disappearing, and the pink and blue thing had shifted to conceal a flash of green.
SLAP
'Who the-"
But the culprit was nowhere to be seen. Not even a telltale- wait, was that a cowboy hat again? Even at a steadily increasing distance those blue disks gave him deja vu. Now it had just gotten creepy.
His bottom had seen better days by the time he had fled back to the Sunny, and when he had complained about it to his so called lover, the bastard had just shrugged.
"Take it like a man." He had said.
"No, you'll take it like a man, asshat!" And with that he proceeded to kick Zoro's unsympathetic arse.
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Date: 2008-09-03 08:35 pm (UTC)Was it Gin? (thinking he saw him)
Zoro in disguise? (flash of green reference)
Robin? (Cowboy hat+disappearing hands?)
What are these blue disks you mention?
Sorry for my confusion!
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Date: 2008-09-03 09:02 pm (UTC)The point is that in the back of his mind he knows who they are, but can't place his finger on it, and his Slap-Happy Sanji-Stalkers are a clever bunch, in and out
with a slapin a flash! I was hoping to get some of his disconcertion across in it. Thanks for reading tho' :3no subject
Date: 2008-09-03 10:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-04 10:09 am (UTC)gayclay who was hiding zoro (guessed by misha-chan).He has got an arse worth a good slap hasn't he? And a squeeze too, if I'm honest :D