A roll in the leaves part 4
anonymous
May 3 2009, 21:43:46 UTC
"Grow up shit cook." He said when he had finished. "GROW UP!" Sanji looked pissed like Zoro had never seen him. He'd never seen quite that blend of horror and self loathing on the cooks face before, after all. "Yeah, grow up cook, it was just sex." Zoro responded. He hoped the idiot would grow a brain and realize exactly how not- a- big- deal this was before he had to get all sentimental. But this was about as likely as the cook trading his horrified expression for the one he often wore when Nami wore that french bikini that was only a bottom... "JUST SEX!" Sanji looked almost terrified, and that really threw Zoro for a loop. "It- it didn't really count as sex right?!? I mean, we still had our cloths on and everything..." Zoro just glared at the guy. "It was fucking sex, dumbass, we made each other come, that's sex. Don't be a pussy about it. Its just sex, what do you fucking think it means, we're married?" "IT'S NOT-!" Sanji started again, calmer this time, "It's not that, I had sex with a guy... A GUY! A SLOBBERING LAZY SMELLY ASS GUY! I'm not- I shouldn't be- I'm not like that!" Zoro groaned. Did he really have to deal with this? For a moment he considered letting the guy think whatever he wanted about himself and just walking off to find the ship. (never mind that he had no idea where it was.) But something stopped him. Something he had gained, perhaps against his will, while he was riding around doing crazy shit with seven of the strangest people he'd ever met. Whatever it was, Zoro didn't know, but it made him open his mouth again. "Look, you can be whatever way you fucking want to be, idiot. I don't really care. It's not like you would have done it with any random guy who came along. We're nakama. I've seen you naked more times than I think I ever wanted to, I eat your shitty cooking every day, we fight back to back or with each other almost constantly, and all that shit is a hundred times more intimate than anything we might have done because of a stupid flower, and five hundred times more important than any 'WAY' you think you are. So just shut the fuck up and lets go back to the Sunny, because my knowing that you look like a fish when you come isn't any shakes more annoying than all the other unnecessary facts about you I've learned from living with you for months at sea." Sanji sat gaping at Zoro mouth hanging open. "You look like a fish again." Sanji turned crimson and closed his mouth. "Fucking sex pollen." He mummered as he fished in his pants for his (rather squished) pack of cigarettes. "Yeah." said Zoro, as he swayed to his feet, "This is still your fault by the way." They argued all the way back to the Sunny.
A/N: Yes, I am sorry this is rather dubiously written... oh well, I did my best. (P.S. They totally should have just jerked off, but that wouldn't have been as awesome now would it? good thing they're too dim to notice that)
Re: A roll in the leaves part 4
anonymous
May 3 2009, 22:43:55 UTC
No, no, no, sex pollen is yay! Yay for sex pollen! I love how they bickered through this this and insisted nothing had changed at the end. (not op, btw)
"GROW UP!" Sanji looked pissed like Zoro had never seen him. He'd never seen quite that blend of horror and self loathing on the cooks face before, after all.
"Yeah, grow up cook, it was just sex." Zoro responded.
He hoped the idiot would grow a brain and realize exactly how not- a- big- deal this was before he had to get all sentimental. But this was about as likely as the cook trading his horrified expression for the one he often wore when Nami wore that french bikini that was only a bottom...
"JUST SEX!" Sanji looked almost terrified, and that really threw Zoro for a loop. "It- it didn't really count as sex right?!? I mean, we still had our cloths on and everything..."
Zoro just glared at the guy. "It was fucking sex, dumbass, we made each other come, that's sex. Don't be a pussy about it. Its just sex, what do you fucking think it means, we're married?"
"IT'S NOT-!" Sanji started again, calmer this time, "It's not that, I had sex with a guy... A GUY! A SLOBBERING LAZY SMELLY ASS GUY! I'm not- I shouldn't be- I'm not like that!"
Zoro groaned. Did he really have to deal with this? For a moment he considered letting the guy think whatever he wanted about himself and just walking off to find the ship. (never mind that he had no idea where it was.)
But something stopped him. Something he had gained, perhaps against his will, while he was riding around doing crazy shit with seven of the strangest people he'd ever met.
Whatever it was, Zoro didn't know, but it made him open his mouth again.
"Look, you can be whatever way you fucking want to be, idiot. I don't really care. It's not like you would have done it with any random guy who came along. We're nakama. I've seen you naked more times than I think I ever wanted to, I eat your shitty cooking every day, we fight back to back or with each other almost constantly, and all that shit is a hundred times more intimate than anything we might have done because of a stupid flower, and five hundred times more important than any 'WAY' you think you are. So just shut the fuck up and lets go back to the Sunny, because my knowing that you look like a fish when you come isn't any shakes more annoying than all the other unnecessary facts about you I've learned from living with you for months at sea."
Sanji sat gaping at Zoro mouth hanging open.
"You look like a fish again."
Sanji turned crimson and closed his mouth.
"Fucking sex pollen." He mummered as he fished in his pants for his (rather squished) pack of cigarettes.
"Yeah." said Zoro, as he swayed to his feet, "This is still your fault by the way."
They argued all the way back to the Sunny.
A/N: Yes, I am sorry this is rather dubiously written... oh well, I did my best. (P.S. They totally should have just jerked off, but that wouldn't have been as awesome now would it? good thing they're too dim to notice that)
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