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Who: Roronoa Zoro (threesword), Sanji (baratiesbest), Umi Ryuuzaki (embracethewaves)
Where: Outside the Northern Lights
When: August 11th, During the party at the lights
Rating: PG-13 at least :|
Summary: Things finally reach their breaking point between the two Straw Hats.
the log: ( We can only go on like this for so long )
Where: Outside the Northern Lights
When: August 11th, During the party at the lights
Rating: PG-13 at least :|
Summary: Things finally reach their breaking point between the two Straw Hats.
the log: ( We can only go on like this for so long )
That had not gone according to plan. Technically Sanji hadn't planned any of this at all, had even done his best to avoid getting into situations like these but of course his shitty luck had to rear its ugly head once more. Months had gone by without so much as a chaste kiss and then that stupid fucking moss head had to walk in on them on the one night they slipped. It was fucking ridiculous.
Ridiculous and more than a little worrying. The look on Zoro's face promised bloodshed and the swordsman was definitely a man true to his word - there was no way they could avoid this conflict. He wasn't entirely sure why the damn marimo was making such a big deal out of it though, it wasn't the first time the cook had ended up with some gorgeous lady. And it wasn't as if this had anything to do with Umi-
Shit. Umi. If she found out ( ... )
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Surreal, that was the word he was looking for. He had never imagined a day when Roronoa Zoro would be giving him a lecture on proper behavior when it came to dealing with women. The guy was practically asexual, had never shown the slightest interest in a girl before. And here he was telling Sanji what to do? Fucking hell ( ... )
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If there was one thing Zoro wasn't going to accept, it was that Sanji backed off as some sort of.. pity. Sanji could call it consideration all he wanted, but it sure as hell felt more like a pity statement.
And here was the straw that broke the camel's back.
Without even a second thought, his arm shot up, raising Wadou Ichimonji to Sanji's throat.
It wasn't as if he was giving up all hope on Umi, and treating it as such wasn't something he was going to accept either. They would settle this like they settled everything else - the perpetual cock-measuring.
"Who the hell says it's 'not an issue anymore'?"
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So much for being considerate, so much for going out of his way, so much for not messing with Zoro for once. It had taken a lot of energy and all he got for it was shit in return - no more of that. He liked Umi, a lot. If the stupid fucking moron couldn't take a chance when it was basically handed to him on a silver platter then Sanji was definitely not going to hold back anymore.
"Sounds just like you're giving me the go-ahead here. Giving up, shitty marimo?"
A shift in his stance, hands shoved deep into his pockets. The cook didn't have a bandanna to tie or a strawhat to keep safe, but the way he moved right now signified just how serious he was about the upcoming fight.
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No. If there was one thing Zoro wasn't going to do, it was give up. He'd rather die... again than quit. It went against absolutely everything he stood for.
In a near instantaneous motion, all three swords had been drawn as he took his ready stance. His head lifted slightly, his eyes glowering in the shadows.
It all boiled down to one thing at this moment.
"I'll die before that happens."
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This was it. Nothing left to say, no excuses or apologies good enough to stop the inevitable battle. Those three swords signified that Zoro was just as serious about this fight as he was - there was bound to be bloodshed and if they didn't watch their step someone could very well end up dead.
It didn't matter though. It had to be done. Discarding the burnt down cigarette butt with one smooth flick Sanji attacked, a fast, low sweeping motion aimed at the swordsmans legs. The snow made the street slippery and if he could keep his own balance while knocking that green-haired moron on his ass he'd get the upper hand in no time.
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But Zoro had anticipated it. He had been ready for anything at this point. He made a quick, but slight dodge. It was enough not to take him out, but still left him close enough to Sanji to go in for a quick attack.
Normally, there was one warmup move he would have started with - but today was a different story.
The two swords in his hands raised, going just over the third sword as he lunched forward. "Tora Gari!"
He was out for blood, and starting with his normal, more signature move seemed out of the question.
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There wasn't a scrap of hesitation in the cooks movements. In their previous fights he had always been holding back a little out of respect for their status as nakama, but those days seemed so far away now. This was about honor, setting the record straight, picking a winner. Where their spars had been fun and friendly there was nothing but blood thirst - from both of them.
He'd show that shitty marimo that there was more than one demon in that clan.
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However, as he went down, he moved both arms swiftly and kept the sword in his mouth clenched tightly between his teeth. At the very least, he would make his attempt to nick Sanji in the process.
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Backing up a few steps Sanji smirked, a feral grin without a hint of pain or defeat. He still had a few tricks up his sleeve. Wiping his hand clean from blood he straightened himself up and prepared for the next attack.
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No fucking way.
He used those few seconds he had to come up with a semi-cohesive plan. There were a couple of new techniques he had in his reserves should he need them - but he was hoping he'd be able to suffice with what he had in store.
But it was the chef's move, so he took a defensive stance. He knew what his next move would be when that time came.
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Even if he didn't hit or cause any significant damage it should at the very least wear the shithead down. Right now Sanji was fairly sure that he was the stronger of the two, not just because of the time difference but also because the constant lack of food in Discedo hadn't gotten to him yet.
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Zoro did as much as he could, using his swords to block the majority of the kicks. A few slipped by, and while they hadn't been enough to completely take him down, he could feel the effect of them. He wasn't down for the count though, eventually crossing his swords in the right place in order to push the chef away from him.
He wasn't holding back. Not that he was in the first place - but this time, he meant business. He held his swords in front of him, beginning to spin them at a furious pace - he was sure he wouldn't even have to say the name. Tatsu Maki spoke for itself.
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Coughing he backed up, tried to regain his balance and assess the damage. It hurt like a bitch and for a moment he felt just about ready to pass out from the sudden shock of being injured. Not that he would let something shitty like this take him down. Oh no.
It did look like he needed to bring out the big guns though. He had only used this particular attack in battle once before but that should be more than enough preparation. Gritting his teeth against the pain Sanji glared at the shitty moss head before crouching down. This required excellent timing and with the slippery ground he had to be extremely careful.
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Probably more so than it should have, but he really couldn't help himself. After knowing what he knew... seeing what happened and hearing Sanji's words to him just a few minutes before - it felt good.
It didn't last long though. He saw the way Sanji moved - the way he was standing signified that something was up. He watched cautiously, doing his best to anticipate whatever it was he was going to do.
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And then he moved, lightning fast despite the icy ground, sending himself off the ground and into an airborne spin. This was the tricky part, the last time he had used it Luffy had been there to keep his target still. If Zoro figured out what he was about to do...
"CONCASSÈ!"
The attack was aimed at the swordsman's shoulder rather than his head - despite his current rage Sanji had no intention of killing him again. Even so there was a significant amount of power behind it, crashing down like a small tidal wave.
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