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Property of Sanji 6
Sanji looks like a petulant teenager in Franky’s car with his arms crossed huffily and his feet up on the back of the seats, Zoro supposes that he is. Lord, the man is even pouting. He’d grudgingly left his study and got dressed into a fancy suit for the evening, but he didn’t look pleased about it. Zoro wasn’t pleased about it either but he knew ( Read more... ) -
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“Hey Zoro, wake up.” A voice says in his ear as a hand shakes his shoulder. Zoro comes to in a fuzzy kind of consciousness, he’d woken up several times in the night unable to sleep and unable to stop himself from repeatedly poring over the every detail in his report. He looks up at Usopp bleary eyed, blinking sleepily as he does so.
“Zoro, you’d ( Read more... ) -
Property of Sanji 4
The Baratie is by far the oddest restaurant that Zoro has ever been in. Admittedly he’s not been in loads, mates don’t get their own money to spend and he was never supposed to leave the institute grounds anyway. That said, he and Nami had visited a few restaurants when they were younger and dined and dashed. Even with his, admittedly limited, ( Read more... ) -
Property of Sanji 3
Zoro comes into full wakefulness already leaping half out of bed, pulse racing and hands scrabbling for a weapon as he lands crouching on the floor.
“GAH!” The startled guy at the door yelps, apparently scared by his sudden movement.
Zoro blinks and looks at the guy, he must have woken him when he came into the room, he can’t have been sleeping very ( Read more... ) -
Property of Sanji 2
After the ceremony ends and flowers are thrown drinks start pouring for the rest of the guests, Sanji snags two for them but Zoro manages to ditch his in a plant. He doesn’t have a problem with drinking but drinking around these guys? Hell no.
The two of them are herded down a corridor by a photographer into a room clearly set up for the purpose of ( Read more... ) -
Property of Sanji 1
He stands tall and powerful on the battlefield, Wado vibrates with power in his hand and her sisters respond in kind with a hum of energy. He will be the greatest and this is just another step on the road to that goal. He moves gracefully from one sword stance to another, smooth with the hours and year of his life spent practicing. He pulls his ( Read more... ) -
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The wind whips fiercely around Sanji's face, flicking his hair against his skin painfully. He doesn't care about that, he never does, what he does care about is the man holding onto his arm. He stares at the golden skin, the unusual green hair, the dark eyes and the clever mouth. He knows the man's face by heart of course, he's seen him every night ( Read more... ) -
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Sanji’s eyes open to unbelievable whiteness, it’s everywhere in his field of vision, seemingly without end. His first thoughts are of Zoro. He remembers Zoro’s weak look, his small sad smile at seeing him go. Something inside of him recoils from the very idea that he left Zoro behind. He feels a little sick actually.
He sits up unevenly from where ( Read more... ) -
let's try that again 11
Sanji has never been one of those guys that finds mysterious sexy. It just doesn’t do it for him, so he doesn’t appreciate Zoro’s cheeky cunning smile and hush hush nature, he just wants to know what the damn plan is. Halfway down the road away from Creuset’s house Zoro pulls out his phone and makes a call.
“Oh, hi boss. It’s Zoro…. Yeah. I ah… I ( Read more... ) -
let's try that again 10
Sanji waits quietly for Zoro to wake up, there’s no one else that he can talk to after all. The green head is curled up under the blanket that Sanji used to sleep under, in the bed that Sanji used to sleep in and in the room that he had called his own before he’d died.
His old man had put him there and is now sitting in the corner watching Zoro ( Read more... )