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onepiece_300Title: Hot Soup/Hot Water
Words: 263
pairing: Zoro/Sanji
rating: R (for implied sex)
art or fic: Fic
Topic: Tempature
Sanji and Zoro had been fighting all day. Over every little thing and far too loudly.
Quite frankly Nami had enough of the disturbance and told the cook to cut it out or else. He had kissed her hand as he assured her he’d take care of it.
There had been peace ever since.
Sanji, it seemed, had come through for her. She didn’t care to know what the argument had been about or how he had ended it so efficiently. Just as long as there was peace and quiet.
Dinner brought back the noisiness of the crew to the forefront though. If only Sanji could fix that too.
“But Sanjiiiiiiii! It’s too hot! You don’t want the brave Captain Usopp to scald his throat and be unable to weave his tales of glory do you?”
“Oi! Do I have to do everything for you? If it’s too damn hot, try blowing it idiots!”
“That’s your answer to everything, isn’t it pervert cook?”
Silence. Everyone turned to Zoro, slowly comprehending. As that increased so did the shade of red on Sanji’s face. Suddenly there was a bang, then a scorching, smoldering hole in the galley wall no one had seen being made. Sanji ,seemingly alit in fury, stalked out of the opening to further deal with an ejected swordsman.
Nami sighed. She had a feeling that was the last time the cook would be ending arguments in that earlier non-violent method.
She took a spoon of soup to her lips and blew on it.
It was hot.
Still she couldn’t blame Sanji at all.
Words: 263
pairing: Zoro/Sanji
rating: R (for implied sex)
art or fic: Fic
Topic: Tempature
Sanji and Zoro had been fighting all day. Over every little thing and far too loudly.
Quite frankly Nami had enough of the disturbance and told the cook to cut it out or else. He had kissed her hand as he assured her he’d take care of it.
There had been peace ever since.
Sanji, it seemed, had come through for her. She didn’t care to know what the argument had been about or how he had ended it so efficiently. Just as long as there was peace and quiet.
Dinner brought back the noisiness of the crew to the forefront though. If only Sanji could fix that too.
“But Sanjiiiiiiii! It’s too hot! You don’t want the brave Captain Usopp to scald his throat and be unable to weave his tales of glory do you?”
“Oi! Do I have to do everything for you? If it’s too damn hot, try blowing it idiots!”
“That’s your answer to everything, isn’t it pervert cook?”
Silence. Everyone turned to Zoro, slowly comprehending. As that increased so did the shade of red on Sanji’s face. Suddenly there was a bang, then a scorching, smoldering hole in the galley wall no one had seen being made. Sanji ,seemingly alit in fury, stalked out of the opening to further deal with an ejected swordsman.
Nami sighed. She had a feeling that was the last time the cook would be ending arguments in that earlier non-violent method.
She took a spoon of soup to her lips and blew on it.
It was hot.
Still she couldn’t blame Sanji at all.
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Date: 2011-01-09 06:32 pm (UTC)Oh how I do love classless Zoro! <3
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Date: 2011-01-09 07:07 pm (UTC)Very creative! :D
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Date: 2011-01-09 11:27 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-10 09:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-01-12 03:08 pm (UTC)Zoro, enjoy the use of 'natural air-conditioning' since that is all you'll be getting. Or a flaming foot in the butt. XD
After being body-slammed by work, I needed this. Thank you.