One Piece- "Captain's Cycle"
I don't actually know if this counts as One Piece, considering it doesn't actually mention anyone from One Piece in it directly. o.o Oh well.
Title: Captain’s Cycle
Author: Celeste
Theme: exactly 200 word (each) drabbles in a ten drabble cycle
Universe: One Piece
Pairing: OMCxOMC (HORRORS?), OFCxOMC mentions (HORRORS!), ZoSan mentions
Rating: PG-13
Time: Coupla hours
Word Count: N/A (Though should technically be 2000?)
Summary: Companion Cycle to “Extended Family Cycle”- He’s all grown up.
Dedication: idiosyn- THE PICTURES ARE AMAZING. *LOVE* (Ahaha I’m sorry I couldn’t give you anything as amazing back… --;;)
A/N: Oh my goodness, all OCs. O.o I vowed to myself I would never, ever do this, but the ideas just came to me and with all this non-internet time, I have nothing else to do, you know? So yeah. But still…OCs. I don’t know if I should like them or try and hide them under a rug or something. ^^;; I also realize belatedly that I should have done the sister’s story first, but something about the brother just seemed like it needed some conflict. XD
Disclaimer: Not mine or I would be rich! Filthy rich!! Yeeah.
Distribution: Just lemme know.
1. Full Circle
She marvels at how history likes to repeat itself, all in the strangest, most unexpected ways.
Past and present and future all linking together somehow, the stories fading into each other with startling similarity.
This time, it’s for her precious, silly niisan.
“Niisan,” she begins. “You’d better go get that looked at.” She manages to hold back a smile.
“It’s fine,” he grunts.
“You know doctor-san won’t be happy if he discovers you were holding out on him,” she says lightly, though he catches the hints in her tone anyway.
“Che. I’m not going anywhere near that know-it-all, I’m-so-much-better-than-you, look-at-my-degree-and-my-swishy-hair asshole if I don’t have to. It’s just a scratch.”
“You’re bleeding on the floor,” she sniffs. “And if you’re not gonna go see him on your own, I’m gonna tell on you.”
He glares. “What’re you, five again? Get to your mapmaking, woman.”
She grins, wickedly. “Oi!!! Senchou’s been…”
Hastily, he jumps forward and claps his hands over her mouth. “Goddammit! Fine. I’m going, I’m going! But I swear to god, if that dumbass says one word…just one word…”
She rolls her eyes. “What’re you, five?”
“…no.”
He scowls and sulks off towards the infirmary.
She laughs after him.
2. Doctor
“Don’t look at me like that,” he says, glowering at the other man.
“I was looking through you,” the ship’s doctor responds easily, adjusting his glasses.
“Forget it, I’m leaving,” he grumbles.
“You’re bleeding, senchou,” the physician notes. “I should look at that, given your propensity to not-die no matter how severe your injuries. This means of course, that you would just continue to bleed… all over the ship. No one wants to clean that up.”
Clenching his teeth, the captain turns to go. “I hate you.”
He manages not to fall when he discovers that he suddenly can’t move his leg. The bastard quack-how’d he cross the room so damn fast?-is suddenly smiling by his ear. “Now senchou,” he murmurs, “I for one, don’t wish to incur the wrath of your navigator again, given how she was the last time you refused treatment.”
“Undo it, bastard!” he growls, shifting his weight onto his immobile leg and aiming a kick with the other towards the asshole’s head.
The doctor manages to block, but the force of the blow severely rocks the ship.
Outside, the first-mate of the Piecemeal Pirates sighs. “They at it again?”
His wife smiles. “Yeah.”
3. Sedated
The quack has surprisingly gentle hands for someone who can immobilize every one of a man’s major nerves in the time it takes to blink, and he supposes that even though the man is a complete dick, he’s competent enough at his job that they can’t get rid of the guy just because of personal differences (for now).
He would really love to knock the bastard on his arrogant ass one of these days, though.
“Ow, goddammit, that hurts!” he growls, feeling a sudden, sharp pressure against his ribs.
“I told you not to move,” the physician says simply.
“I wasn’t!”
“Thinking usually doesn’t constitute movement in higher life forms, but given that you’re not that evolutionarily advanced, senchou, you were twitching while you were imagining whatever it was you were imagining,” the other man explains coolly.
“Fucker,” the captain mutters. “OW!”
“I told you not to move.”
“You’re enjoying this aren’t you, asshole? OW! The hell did you just jab me with?”
“Something to keep you from moving. And yes, maybe I am enjoying this a little bit.”
“I’m gonna kick your ass, you goddamn…”
The doctor smiles as his captain suddenly falls unconscious. He gets back to work.
4. Port
They dock in a lively town and he has no choice but to give the men some vacation time because earlier, his sister had glared at him and demanded a few days off so she could be treated like a proper lady in the city by her husband.
And so he lets them all go and puts himself in charge of the shopping, because there isn’t really a lot he wants to do in the city, to be honest.
“I need funds for medical supplies.”
He turns at the sound of the quack’s voice. “Yeah, okay. How much?”
“Not sure yet, senchou. But if you’d like to accompany me and keep a sharp eye on the receipts to make sure I’m not embezzling money, you’re more than welcome.”
He blanches at the thought and reaches into his jacket pocket instead. “Yeah. Right. Just take this’n gimme the change from whatever you buy, alright?”
“Yes sir,” the blue-haired man responds, saluting facetiously as he catches the money pouch. “Don’t spend the rest of our shopping money on whores and booze please?” he requests, voice low in his leader’s ear as he brushes past him.
The captain scowls. “I don’t buy whores.”
5. Proposition
He finishes the shopping early and decides to relax for a while and enjoy the sights.
Walking through the town’s marketplace, he stops when he hears a familiar voice.
“Yes, I’m a doctor.”
He finds himself in front of a stall selling herbs and finds none other than the quack there, talking to some burly man who’s obviously drooling over the iceberg like he’s some fancy treat in a store window or something.
“Well that’s great! I’m a captain myself and my crew’s been lookin’ for a doctor! You got a job?”
He feels his eyes narrow.
“Yeah, he does.”
Both of them turn at the sound of his voice.
The scene escalates from there and before long the mountain-man is unconscious from a vicious kick to the head.
The quack frowns at the scene they’ve caused and wordlessly moves to the other captain’s side with some bandages.
He looks on in disbelief as his doctor starts treating the man he’d just beat up. “The hell is wrong with you?!”
The quack ignores him, and he can’t help but feel something angry boiling inside of him as he watches his crewmate fuss over the enemy.
It really pisses him off.
6. Fight
“You’re an absolute brute,” the quack says later, when they’re walking through the marketplace.
“And you’re a damn traitor,” he counters, without thinking. “The hell was that? Looked like you were on his side.”
“I could’ve handled Showboat-san without the theatrics.”
“Yeah, you looked like you wanted to get rid of him real fast. Knowing you, you were probably jumpin’ at the chance to switch ships, eh?”
The quack’s eyes narrow. “Either way, wouldn’t it be my choice whether I wanted to leave or not?”
He snorts. “No!”
The physician glares. “No?”
He feels like he’s nearing dangerous waters, but something stubborn about him pushes on anyway. “No!”
“I don’t see how it’s your place to decide that, senchou.”
He glares. “What? So you wanted to go with that giant idiot?”
“I’m beginning to think it might’ve been better than this giant idiot.”
He bristles. “Well fine then! It doesn’t matter to me either way.”
“Obviously not.”
“Well then go!”
“Perhaps I should.”
“Fine!”
“Fine.”
A burning response is on the tip of his tongue upon hearing the quack’s easy capitulation, but he forces it back and storms off instead.
He decides he needs to get very, very drunk tonight.
7. Dinner Date
He’s sulking at the bar thinking about how much he loathes that damn doctor when his cannoneer decides to join him, the other man ordering something fruity to drink before sitting down beside him.
“Oi,” he starts. “Don’t sit so damn close, will ya? People’ll talk.”
The other man gives a fluttering sigh. “Mou…senchou is mean,” he murmurs, looking hurt.
“The hell do you want? I’m not in the mood right now.”
“Ah, another fight with doctor-san, ne? How cute.”
He scowls. “Don’t you have a marine to fuck?”
The other man pouts. “Not tonight. It looks like we’re the only ones not getting any, eh?”
The captain blinks. “Whaddya mean by that?”
“Well,” the sharpshooter starts with an “I-know-something-you-don’t-know” tone, “I saw doctor-san earlier, having dinner with a big, stupid good-looking man.” Pause. “Ne…are you jealous?”
He feels his jaw clench.
“No. Why would I be?”
The other man looks vaguely disappointed. “Oh.”
Sourly, he downs his shot. He should’ve figured that the quack would be fielding his offers.
Well good.
It isn’t like the blue-haired man has ever tried to make friends with anyone on the crew anyway. They’d be better off without him.
He orders another drink.
8. Leaving
She bursts into his office crying, “Niisan, he’s leaving!”
“That’s his choice,” he responds, trying to concentrate on the ship’s expenses and nothing else.
“Niisan,” she says again, slamming her hands on the desk and making him lose count of the income bracket. “He’s really leaving.”
“He never belonged here,” he shoots back.
“You don’t believe that.”
“Sure I do.”
“Niisan,” she begs. “Isn’t he family too? Aren’t we all family?”
She sounds lost when she says that, hurt even. He sighs pinches the bridge of his nose. “It’s not the same,” he says, stubbornly. “Look… you and me? You and me, and yeah, your idiot husband, even? We’re family. Always. But that bastard…he’s…well, he’s different. He doesn’t count.”
She looks away. “Dad and dad are family too, aren’t they?”
He scowls. “That’s not…”
“I just want you to be happy,” she murmurs, voice barely above a whisper as she turns back to him with those giant, little sister eyes.
He’s the one to look away this time.
“Niisan…”
He stands. “That bastard…he’s leaving now?”
She nods.
He storms out of his office and vows to kick that dramatic fucker’s ass for all the trouble he’s put him through lately.
9. Stay
“Why did you bring me back?”
He crosses his arms and blinks, because he doesn’t really know himself. “I dunno.”
“Oh.”
They stare at each other for a moment.
He turns away first. “You don’t belong in the Horseshoe pirates anyway,” he snorts. “Woulda looked like an idiot with that damn thing around your neck.”
“Showboat-san was very nice,” the physician replies simply, beginning to unpack his medical bag.
He scoffs. “Che. The hell kinda name is Showboat anyway?”
“I’m very touched that you decided that the names and dress codes of the ship I was supposed to leave on an hour ago were cause enough to force me back,” the physician states flatly, obviously unimpressed.
“It’s not like ya put up much of a fight when I came to get you, asshole. The hell do you want me to say?” he demands, temper beginning to flare.
“Nothing, senchou.”
“Argh! This is why you piss me the hell off, you know that? Talk too much when I don’t wanna hear it and don’t say a word when I ask you a damn question.”
The doctor catches his eyes. “My apologies.”
“Fucker.”
He gives up on talking and kisses the idiot.
10. An Honest Man of Me
“What’s this?” the damn prissy quack asks.
“Open it,” he responds, unable to look the other man in the eye.
He does.
“It’s a ring.”
The captain scowls. “Obviously. Asshole.”
“And its purpose is?”
He fidgets nervously, too worked up to respond belligerently like usual. “Well, I was thinking… we should get married. Or something.”
An eyebrow arches in response. “Why?”
“Dammit, you can just say no if you don’t wanna, bastard. It isn’t a big deal,” he claims, reaching to snatch the box away.
“I didn’t say no. I just asked why you wanted to get married,” the physician responds, moving the box out of reach.
He turns red at that. “It’s just… it’s just important to me, okay?”
Pause.
“Your parents?”
“Yeah.”
He wants to tell the doctor that it’s not just because he wants for himself, what his dads have, but also because he thinks it would be nice maybe, to belong to someone and have that person belong to him right back.
He’s never been good with words though, and repeats, “Yeah” again, like an idiot.
Silence.
And then, “Alright.”
“What, really?”
“Yes, really.”
“Um, wow. Okay… cool.”
“Sweep me off my feet, senchou.”
“Aw shaddup.”
END
Edits plz. (Or just kill me... geezus the OCs are all over the place. o.o )
Title: Captain’s Cycle
Author: Celeste
Theme: exactly 200 word (each) drabbles in a ten drabble cycle
Universe: One Piece
Pairing: OMCxOMC (HORRORS?), OFCxOMC mentions (HORRORS!), ZoSan mentions
Rating: PG-13
Time: Coupla hours
Word Count: N/A (Though should technically be 2000?)
Summary: Companion Cycle to “Extended Family Cycle”- He’s all grown up.
Dedication: idiosyn- THE PICTURES ARE AMAZING. *LOVE* (Ahaha I’m sorry I couldn’t give you anything as amazing back… --;;)
A/N: Oh my goodness, all OCs. O.o I vowed to myself I would never, ever do this, but the ideas just came to me and with all this non-internet time, I have nothing else to do, you know? So yeah. But still…OCs. I don’t know if I should like them or try and hide them under a rug or something. ^^;; I also realize belatedly that I should have done the sister’s story first, but something about the brother just seemed like it needed some conflict. XD
Disclaimer: Not mine or I would be rich! Filthy rich!! Yeeah.
Distribution: Just lemme know.
1. Full Circle
She marvels at how history likes to repeat itself, all in the strangest, most unexpected ways.
Past and present and future all linking together somehow, the stories fading into each other with startling similarity.
This time, it’s for her precious, silly niisan.
“Niisan,” she begins. “You’d better go get that looked at.” She manages to hold back a smile.
“It’s fine,” he grunts.
“You know doctor-san won’t be happy if he discovers you were holding out on him,” she says lightly, though he catches the hints in her tone anyway.
“Che. I’m not going anywhere near that know-it-all, I’m-so-much-better-than-you, look-at-my-degree-and-my-swishy-hair asshole if I don’t have to. It’s just a scratch.”
“You’re bleeding on the floor,” she sniffs. “And if you’re not gonna go see him on your own, I’m gonna tell on you.”
He glares. “What’re you, five again? Get to your mapmaking, woman.”
She grins, wickedly. “Oi!!! Senchou’s been…”
Hastily, he jumps forward and claps his hands over her mouth. “Goddammit! Fine. I’m going, I’m going! But I swear to god, if that dumbass says one word…just one word…”
She rolls her eyes. “What’re you, five?”
“…no.”
He scowls and sulks off towards the infirmary.
She laughs after him.
2. Doctor
“Don’t look at me like that,” he says, glowering at the other man.
“I was looking through you,” the ship’s doctor responds easily, adjusting his glasses.
“Forget it, I’m leaving,” he grumbles.
“You’re bleeding, senchou,” the physician notes. “I should look at that, given your propensity to not-die no matter how severe your injuries. This means of course, that you would just continue to bleed… all over the ship. No one wants to clean that up.”
Clenching his teeth, the captain turns to go. “I hate you.”
He manages not to fall when he discovers that he suddenly can’t move his leg. The bastard quack-how’d he cross the room so damn fast?-is suddenly smiling by his ear. “Now senchou,” he murmurs, “I for one, don’t wish to incur the wrath of your navigator again, given how she was the last time you refused treatment.”
“Undo it, bastard!” he growls, shifting his weight onto his immobile leg and aiming a kick with the other towards the asshole’s head.
The doctor manages to block, but the force of the blow severely rocks the ship.
Outside, the first-mate of the Piecemeal Pirates sighs. “They at it again?”
His wife smiles. “Yeah.”
3. Sedated
The quack has surprisingly gentle hands for someone who can immobilize every one of a man’s major nerves in the time it takes to blink, and he supposes that even though the man is a complete dick, he’s competent enough at his job that they can’t get rid of the guy just because of personal differences (for now).
He would really love to knock the bastard on his arrogant ass one of these days, though.
“Ow, goddammit, that hurts!” he growls, feeling a sudden, sharp pressure against his ribs.
“I told you not to move,” the physician says simply.
“I wasn’t!”
“Thinking usually doesn’t constitute movement in higher life forms, but given that you’re not that evolutionarily advanced, senchou, you were twitching while you were imagining whatever it was you were imagining,” the other man explains coolly.
“Fucker,” the captain mutters. “OW!”
“I told you not to move.”
“You’re enjoying this aren’t you, asshole? OW! The hell did you just jab me with?”
“Something to keep you from moving. And yes, maybe I am enjoying this a little bit.”
“I’m gonna kick your ass, you goddamn…”
The doctor smiles as his captain suddenly falls unconscious. He gets back to work.
4. Port
They dock in a lively town and he has no choice but to give the men some vacation time because earlier, his sister had glared at him and demanded a few days off so she could be treated like a proper lady in the city by her husband.
And so he lets them all go and puts himself in charge of the shopping, because there isn’t really a lot he wants to do in the city, to be honest.
“I need funds for medical supplies.”
He turns at the sound of the quack’s voice. “Yeah, okay. How much?”
“Not sure yet, senchou. But if you’d like to accompany me and keep a sharp eye on the receipts to make sure I’m not embezzling money, you’re more than welcome.”
He blanches at the thought and reaches into his jacket pocket instead. “Yeah. Right. Just take this’n gimme the change from whatever you buy, alright?”
“Yes sir,” the blue-haired man responds, saluting facetiously as he catches the money pouch. “Don’t spend the rest of our shopping money on whores and booze please?” he requests, voice low in his leader’s ear as he brushes past him.
The captain scowls. “I don’t buy whores.”
5. Proposition
He finishes the shopping early and decides to relax for a while and enjoy the sights.
Walking through the town’s marketplace, he stops when he hears a familiar voice.
“Yes, I’m a doctor.”
He finds himself in front of a stall selling herbs and finds none other than the quack there, talking to some burly man who’s obviously drooling over the iceberg like he’s some fancy treat in a store window or something.
“Well that’s great! I’m a captain myself and my crew’s been lookin’ for a doctor! You got a job?”
He feels his eyes narrow.
“Yeah, he does.”
Both of them turn at the sound of his voice.
The scene escalates from there and before long the mountain-man is unconscious from a vicious kick to the head.
The quack frowns at the scene they’ve caused and wordlessly moves to the other captain’s side with some bandages.
He looks on in disbelief as his doctor starts treating the man he’d just beat up. “The hell is wrong with you?!”
The quack ignores him, and he can’t help but feel something angry boiling inside of him as he watches his crewmate fuss over the enemy.
It really pisses him off.
6. Fight
“You’re an absolute brute,” the quack says later, when they’re walking through the marketplace.
“And you’re a damn traitor,” he counters, without thinking. “The hell was that? Looked like you were on his side.”
“I could’ve handled Showboat-san without the theatrics.”
“Yeah, you looked like you wanted to get rid of him real fast. Knowing you, you were probably jumpin’ at the chance to switch ships, eh?”
The quack’s eyes narrow. “Either way, wouldn’t it be my choice whether I wanted to leave or not?”
He snorts. “No!”
The physician glares. “No?”
He feels like he’s nearing dangerous waters, but something stubborn about him pushes on anyway. “No!”
“I don’t see how it’s your place to decide that, senchou.”
He glares. “What? So you wanted to go with that giant idiot?”
“I’m beginning to think it might’ve been better than this giant idiot.”
He bristles. “Well fine then! It doesn’t matter to me either way.”
“Obviously not.”
“Well then go!”
“Perhaps I should.”
“Fine!”
“Fine.”
A burning response is on the tip of his tongue upon hearing the quack’s easy capitulation, but he forces it back and storms off instead.
He decides he needs to get very, very drunk tonight.
7. Dinner Date
He’s sulking at the bar thinking about how much he loathes that damn doctor when his cannoneer decides to join him, the other man ordering something fruity to drink before sitting down beside him.
“Oi,” he starts. “Don’t sit so damn close, will ya? People’ll talk.”
The other man gives a fluttering sigh. “Mou…senchou is mean,” he murmurs, looking hurt.
“The hell do you want? I’m not in the mood right now.”
“Ah, another fight with doctor-san, ne? How cute.”
He scowls. “Don’t you have a marine to fuck?”
The other man pouts. “Not tonight. It looks like we’re the only ones not getting any, eh?”
The captain blinks. “Whaddya mean by that?”
“Well,” the sharpshooter starts with an “I-know-something-you-don’t-know” tone, “I saw doctor-san earlier, having dinner with a big, stupid good-looking man.” Pause. “Ne…are you jealous?”
He feels his jaw clench.
“No. Why would I be?”
The other man looks vaguely disappointed. “Oh.”
Sourly, he downs his shot. He should’ve figured that the quack would be fielding his offers.
Well good.
It isn’t like the blue-haired man has ever tried to make friends with anyone on the crew anyway. They’d be better off without him.
He orders another drink.
8. Leaving
She bursts into his office crying, “Niisan, he’s leaving!”
“That’s his choice,” he responds, trying to concentrate on the ship’s expenses and nothing else.
“Niisan,” she says again, slamming her hands on the desk and making him lose count of the income bracket. “He’s really leaving.”
“He never belonged here,” he shoots back.
“You don’t believe that.”
“Sure I do.”
“Niisan,” she begs. “Isn’t he family too? Aren’t we all family?”
She sounds lost when she says that, hurt even. He sighs pinches the bridge of his nose. “It’s not the same,” he says, stubbornly. “Look… you and me? You and me, and yeah, your idiot husband, even? We’re family. Always. But that bastard…he’s…well, he’s different. He doesn’t count.”
She looks away. “Dad and dad are family too, aren’t they?”
He scowls. “That’s not…”
“I just want you to be happy,” she murmurs, voice barely above a whisper as she turns back to him with those giant, little sister eyes.
He’s the one to look away this time.
“Niisan…”
He stands. “That bastard…he’s leaving now?”
She nods.
He storms out of his office and vows to kick that dramatic fucker’s ass for all the trouble he’s put him through lately.
9. Stay
“Why did you bring me back?”
He crosses his arms and blinks, because he doesn’t really know himself. “I dunno.”
“Oh.”
They stare at each other for a moment.
He turns away first. “You don’t belong in the Horseshoe pirates anyway,” he snorts. “Woulda looked like an idiot with that damn thing around your neck.”
“Showboat-san was very nice,” the physician replies simply, beginning to unpack his medical bag.
He scoffs. “Che. The hell kinda name is Showboat anyway?”
“I’m very touched that you decided that the names and dress codes of the ship I was supposed to leave on an hour ago were cause enough to force me back,” the physician states flatly, obviously unimpressed.
“It’s not like ya put up much of a fight when I came to get you, asshole. The hell do you want me to say?” he demands, temper beginning to flare.
“Nothing, senchou.”
“Argh! This is why you piss me the hell off, you know that? Talk too much when I don’t wanna hear it and don’t say a word when I ask you a damn question.”
The doctor catches his eyes. “My apologies.”
“Fucker.”
He gives up on talking and kisses the idiot.
10. An Honest Man of Me
“What’s this?” the damn prissy quack asks.
“Open it,” he responds, unable to look the other man in the eye.
He does.
“It’s a ring.”
The captain scowls. “Obviously. Asshole.”
“And its purpose is?”
He fidgets nervously, too worked up to respond belligerently like usual. “Well, I was thinking… we should get married. Or something.”
An eyebrow arches in response. “Why?”
“Dammit, you can just say no if you don’t wanna, bastard. It isn’t a big deal,” he claims, reaching to snatch the box away.
“I didn’t say no. I just asked why you wanted to get married,” the physician responds, moving the box out of reach.
He turns red at that. “It’s just… it’s just important to me, okay?”
Pause.
“Your parents?”
“Yeah.”
He wants to tell the doctor that it’s not just because he wants for himself, what his dads have, but also because he thinks it would be nice maybe, to belong to someone and have that person belong to him right back.
He’s never been good with words though, and repeats, “Yeah” again, like an idiot.
Silence.
And then, “Alright.”
“What, really?”
“Yes, really.”
“Um, wow. Okay… cool.”
“Sweep me off my feet, senchou.”
“Aw shaddup.”
END
Edits plz. (Or just kill me... geezus the OCs are all over the place. o.o )