One Piece, Roronoa Zoro/Tashigi, #5 "Hey, You Know..."
Title: So Close
Author: heebee
Pairing: Roronoa Zoro/Tashigi
Fandom: One Piece
Theme: #5 "Hey, You Know..."
Disclaimer: One Piece is the creative property of Eichiiro Oda et al. This work of fanfiction is not meant to replace or profit from the original work of creation.
Another day, another fight, another island.
“You know...” she trails off between ragged breaths, her hand resting on one knee. The other grips her katana.
“Ehn?” he grunts, eyes narrowed. He can never keep his eyes on her, not for very long.
“There would have been...a place...a place for you in the Marines,” she wheezes, and readjusts her glasses.
He makes a strangled noise in his throat and turns away. “And why didn't you take up huntin' bounties? With all your 'I'll take your sword' crap. Havin' a uniform makes you any better 'n I was?”
Something in her snaps-he always does that to her. Her anger draws strength from the reserves of her aching muscles and she gets into a fighting stance once again. This time she'll last through two strikes. This time she will be stronger. “How can you presume to know anything about my path,” she fumes.
“'The fuck are you doin' talking about mine,” he retorts. If he has anything more to say, it's lost in an angry growl as he swings his sword.
She meets it with her own. It's for these moments that she became a Marine-steel on steel, the scent of blood and sweat and fury in the air, and all of it tied up with a sense of purpose. This is what she should be doing.
It's over in moments, as he knocks her sword away and pins her against the wall in one swift movement. His lips barely graze her ear, his breath coming in a hoarse rasp.
“Get stronger.”
“Roronoa...” She grabs a fistful of his shirt.
“Let's see how long this can last.”
With that he looks at her with the Devil's own eyes, sheathes his sword, and walks away.
She collapses to her knees, cursing his name under her breath, swearing vengeance.
She brushes her hair back behind her glasses, and her finger lingers on her earlobe.
Author: heebee
Pairing: Roronoa Zoro/Tashigi
Fandom: One Piece
Theme: #5 "Hey, You Know..."
Disclaimer: One Piece is the creative property of Eichiiro Oda et al. This work of fanfiction is not meant to replace or profit from the original work of creation.
Another day, another fight, another island.
“You know...” she trails off between ragged breaths, her hand resting on one knee. The other grips her katana.
“Ehn?” he grunts, eyes narrowed. He can never keep his eyes on her, not for very long.
“There would have been...a place...a place for you in the Marines,” she wheezes, and readjusts her glasses.
He makes a strangled noise in his throat and turns away. “And why didn't you take up huntin' bounties? With all your 'I'll take your sword' crap. Havin' a uniform makes you any better 'n I was?”
Something in her snaps-he always does that to her. Her anger draws strength from the reserves of her aching muscles and she gets into a fighting stance once again. This time she'll last through two strikes. This time she will be stronger. “How can you presume to know anything about my path,” she fumes.
“'The fuck are you doin' talking about mine,” he retorts. If he has anything more to say, it's lost in an angry growl as he swings his sword.
She meets it with her own. It's for these moments that she became a Marine-steel on steel, the scent of blood and sweat and fury in the air, and all of it tied up with a sense of purpose. This is what she should be doing.
It's over in moments, as he knocks her sword away and pins her against the wall in one swift movement. His lips barely graze her ear, his breath coming in a hoarse rasp.
“Get stronger.”
“Roronoa...” She grabs a fistful of his shirt.
“Let's see how long this can last.”
With that he looks at her with the Devil's own eyes, sheathes his sword, and walks away.
She collapses to her knees, cursing his name under her breath, swearing vengeance.
She brushes her hair back behind her glasses, and her finger lingers on her earlobe.