As These Things Happen
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onepieceyaoi100Title: As These Things Happen
Wordcount: 400--and that was cutting it down. I suck.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: SanLu+
Notes: Strange but true: I can't write angst when I'm in a bad mood.
Sort of, mostly unintentionally, a prequel.
This, he wants to say, was not really his choice; it happened, as these things happen, on a cold night, and a lonely watch, gazing out over the dark water with only the smoky ghosts of his cigarettes for company. Then Luffy was there, not asking for food, just his warmth, leaning sleepily against his shoulder.
And then it was more. And how did that happen, because he knows he likes girls, and Luffy likes practically everybody, or nobody, depending on your point of view. But his mouth doesn't taste like rubber; it's sea-salty but somehow sweet too, and he's laughing at Sanji's face. No one laughs like Luffy, that totally heartfelt. For all that purity of joy, it's not a child's laugh; these aren't a child's hands and this isn't a child's body. Dimly he knows why this isn't new to Luffy, why Luffy can be as sure in this as he is in everything he does--but he doesn't think about it, the last thing he wants to think of now is that damn swordsman--
Who's here, up in the crow's nest, and Sanji chokes in shock. They're under the blanket but it might as well be transparent, the way Zoro's eyes trace over them, their matched curves under the covers. Sanji feels sick to his stomach--not with fear, but like a trespasser who barely noticed he was trampling sacred ground. As long as he's known this crew, from the very beginning, it was always Zoro and Luffy, and even if he's never known he's always guessed.
The sky's gray with the coming sunrise and they should have been more--careful, only Zoro would have seen anyway, he realizes now. I didn't want-- he tries to say, but the lie of it sticks in his throat. There's no anger in Zoro's expression; maybe it's something beyond anger, maybe even that same sick broken feeling, and it is truth that this he never wanted--
Luffy beside him uncurls, blinks hazily at his swordsman in the predawn silence.
Then grins, the same grin as ever, no apology, no guilt. "Zoro," he says, and lifts the blanket, so the wind chills their bare skin, "it'll be lots warmer with you!"
And Zoro sighs, and crawls under, on Sanji's other side.
And maybe there's nothing he needs to say, because Luffy, as usual, is right. It's much warmer, like this.
Wordcount: 400--and that was cutting it down. I suck.
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: SanLu+
Notes: Strange but true: I can't write angst when I'm in a bad mood.
Sort of, mostly unintentionally, a prequel.
This, he wants to say, was not really his choice; it happened, as these things happen, on a cold night, and a lonely watch, gazing out over the dark water with only the smoky ghosts of his cigarettes for company. Then Luffy was there, not asking for food, just his warmth, leaning sleepily against his shoulder.
And then it was more. And how did that happen, because he knows he likes girls, and Luffy likes practically everybody, or nobody, depending on your point of view. But his mouth doesn't taste like rubber; it's sea-salty but somehow sweet too, and he's laughing at Sanji's face. No one laughs like Luffy, that totally heartfelt. For all that purity of joy, it's not a child's laugh; these aren't a child's hands and this isn't a child's body. Dimly he knows why this isn't new to Luffy, why Luffy can be as sure in this as he is in everything he does--but he doesn't think about it, the last thing he wants to think of now is that damn swordsman--
Who's here, up in the crow's nest, and Sanji chokes in shock. They're under the blanket but it might as well be transparent, the way Zoro's eyes trace over them, their matched curves under the covers. Sanji feels sick to his stomach--not with fear, but like a trespasser who barely noticed he was trampling sacred ground. As long as he's known this crew, from the very beginning, it was always Zoro and Luffy, and even if he's never known he's always guessed.
The sky's gray with the coming sunrise and they should have been more--careful, only Zoro would have seen anyway, he realizes now. I didn't want-- he tries to say, but the lie of it sticks in his throat. There's no anger in Zoro's expression; maybe it's something beyond anger, maybe even that same sick broken feeling, and it is truth that this he never wanted--
Luffy beside him uncurls, blinks hazily at his swordsman in the predawn silence.
Then grins, the same grin as ever, no apology, no guilt. "Zoro," he says, and lifts the blanket, so the wind chills their bare skin, "it'll be lots warmer with you!"
And Zoro sighs, and crawls under, on Sanji's other side.
And maybe there's nothing he needs to say, because Luffy, as usual, is right. It's much warmer, like this.
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Date: 2004-10-06 04:04 pm (UTC)I know I tend to leave sentance fragments when editing these things down, too. I really like this, because Luffy is very ... um, freeware? If someone can have him, everyone can have him. Not to mention, threesomes, yay <3
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Date: 2004-10-06 04:12 pm (UTC)I so cannot write angsty OP pairings. Or monogamous pairings, apparently...
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Date: 2004-10-06 05:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-06 04:47 pm (UTC)Monogamy is overrated. *snirk*
Funny how I don't really like the ZoLu pairing, but the ZoSanLu threesome makes me go squee. You push all the right buttons. *love*
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Date: 2004-10-06 05:01 pm (UTC)...tho' for some reason SanLu is my latest crush. I don't know why, except it's so too cute. But still not monogamous. I just cannot see Luffy doing the "you're my most important person" thing with any of his nakama; they're all too precious to him.
And threesomes are far too much fun ^__^
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Date: 2004-10-06 05:12 pm (UTC)So, if this is the cropped version, is there a longer version around anywhere? *wags eyebrows* And by all means, continue posting from work- it gives me something to read at work (but only at lunches of course...*looks shifty*) ^_~
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Date: 2004-10-06 07:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-10-06 06:24 pm (UTC)re: As These Things Happen
Date: 2004-10-09 12:23 am (UTC)Y'know, once the competition whores can get over themselves. XD
Love this.
-k.