Healing Wounds | By : NorikoSakuma Category: +M to R > One Piece Views: 5376 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Healing Wounds
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Zoro x Luffy
Word Length: 2673
Spoilers: Of Water 7 and movie 2 and 6 (kinda...)
Author's Notes: Oh god, I really didn't like the way this came
out... and I doesn't seem like they're IC but well... xD I needed a better
inspiration *sigh* Special thanks to dichana
who was the one who trasnlated this! *hug* I luv you bishie! x3
It was already past midnight, and even after walking through the entire
city of Water 7 in search of a decent and inexpensive
hotel, they were in luck to find that the owner of the Yagara-bulls was still
renting rooms.
In the end they saw that it looked
welcoming, and they entered. Sanji came in carrying Nami’s tangerines trees,
along with his kitchen utensils and Robin’s books, Zoro with what was left of
the food supply, Chopper with his medicines and finally Nami, with the suitcase
filled with 100 millions beli and her personal belongings. In any other
situation they could asked (or ordered) their captain to help them with
something, but due to the seriousness of the situation all of them agreed in
silence to not mention it.
It was incredible to think that
barely that morning they had awoken in their beloved Going Merry…and now they
were never going to be able to set foot on her ever again. The fact that merely
hours ago they enjoyed the warm companionship of nakama…and now they were
missing two…leaving a hole, they knew, would never be filled. They all felt
exceedingly dejected but tried to disguise it at most, not wanting their
captain to feel even worse for what had happened.
Nami swiftly turned around to see
how the black-haired youth was doing, seeing him almost next to Zoro, seemingly
entertained by the pair of strange statues that adorned the lobby, one could
easily see that he was pretending, and the red-haired woman couldn’t decide if
it was more painful to see him like this or when tears were rolling down his
cheeks.
The swordsman, on the other side,
didn’t take his eyes away from his captain, feeling a real throb of pain seeing
him like this.
Sanji went ahead to speak with the
manager to rent a room. He discussed with him, for a while, over the available
choices, while Chopper chose not to speak and Nami vaguely listened to the
cook’s conversation, looking intently at the floor, trying to find some
solution to lift everyone’s spirits, but to no avail.
But right when the blonde was about
to be handed the keys to the room, the redhead thought of a magnificent idea
(well, magnificent in her own standards), and almost jumping, came up to the
reception desk.
“Nami-san?” said the blonde, a bit
puzzled. Nami gave him a look that clearly said ‘trust me’.
“Actually, make that two rooms,
please,” she told the manager.
“Two? Are you sure, miss? The rooms
are quite spacious and…”
“I’m sure,” interrupted the redhead.
“And please, we don’t want rooms right next to each other.”
The manager blinked at the strange
request, but he carried out her wishes, handing her two keys, one to room 146
and the other to room 157.
Sanji was confused, to say the
least, about the matter, while the others ignored it completely, but he would
never doubt his beloved and intelligent Nami-swan.
They soon climbed the stairs up to
the third floor, where they found their rooms. The redhead quickly went ahead
of everyone else so that everyone would be able to look at her while she spoke.
“Very well, there are two rooms, in
this one Luffy and Zoro will sleep, and in that one,” she signaled with her
hand, “is where we will sleep. Our things will be kept in the first room and
don’t worry about me; Chopper will take care that nothing bad will happen to
me.” She looked at Sanji from the corner of her eye. “Besides, I wasn’t about
to get another room only for myself. Well, we leave you that and we’ll be
going. Take care of my lil’ plants and don’t forget to take a bath! See you
tomorrow morning!”
She had said and done all this at
top speed and in the blink of an eye, she had already dragged away Sanji and
Chopper (who had the face of someone who had absolutely no idea what was going
on) to the other room, thrown them in like rag dolls and disappeared at saying
‘See you tomorrow morning’ while doing some sort of exaggerated hand gesture.
Zoro and Luffy simply stayed standing there, drops of sweat of confusion
forming on their foreheads.
‘That woman’, thought the swordsman,
rubbing his temples. It was unbelievable how brash that redhead had come to be,
but he definitely couldn’t complain at this moment about her plan. Not one bit.
“It has a mini-fridge! Weee!”
Zoro jumped, pulled from his sudden
trance and found that his captain, who was just a second ago by his side, was
already attacking the refrigerator. ‘I
don’t think Nami would really appreciate this,’ he told himself, quickly
entering.
“Oi Luffy, you don’t know if we can
eat that!”
“Mmm?” Too late; Luffy had already
devoured everything. Zoro massaged his temples.
“Forget it…”
“Look Zoro, what a huge bathroom!”
Zoro blinked only to see his captain,
who half a second before stood in front of him, inside the bathroom. God, that
hyperactive little monkey moved way too damn fast.
He saw that the tub was already
filling up, and that Luffy had his head stuck in his shirt, trying in vain to
take it off. The green-haired teen sighed.
“Baka, you have to unbutton it
first,” he scolded, helping his friend.
“Thanks Zoro! Shishishishi!” the
black-haired boy replied, a wide grin on his face. Zoro knew that it wasn’t a
sincere smile, but it was one either way.
A few moments later both were inside
the tub, Luffy had asked for his first mate to accompany him, and soon a water
fight had broken out. Zoro had washed his hair and his back, having to steady
him several times to keep him still. By the time they had finished their bath,
everything was drenched; the ceiling had not even been spared. Zoro seriously
wondered if they would be charged extra for what they had done.
Luffy bounced out of the bathroom,
wearing only a red bathrobe and underwear, while Zoro did everything possible
to be able to dry his hair with a yellow towel, also wearing a bathrobe,
colored in a dark brown.
The swordsman tried to find a change
of clothes for the both of them, but his captain was now entertaining himself
jumping up and down on the bed. He sighed. Was all of this included in the list
of responsibilities when he agreed to become the first mate? This was exactly
why one should be sure to read the fine print.
“Oi Liffy!” he said, trying to catch
him.
“Jump with me, Zoro! It’s fun!”
“Get down from there!” he demanded,
but to no avail. In the end, he joined Luffy in his little game in his efforts
to trap him. The dark-haired youth laughed endlessly, until Zoro grabbed him
around the waist, causing them to fall onto the bed, Luffy on top of him.
“I got you, you little monkey.”
Luffy giggled. “You seem a bit happy,” the green-haired teen said, Luffy still
smiling, but without looking him in the eyes. “I’m glad.”
He could see how his friend’s smile
was fading as he buried himself into his chest. Zoro embraced him, feeling the
smaller body pressed against him lightly trembling. Every so often, the
black-haired boy would start to sob. This was exactly was the swordsman was
waiting for.
Every since the end of the battle
with Usopp, the young boy had had wanted so much to do this, but he wouldn’t
allow himself to do it…not in front of the crew. Zoro knew well of this about
his captain; it wasn’t so secret to say, but he still held that stubborn side
of himself.
He knew that the youth hadn’t been
able to completely vent. After all he was the captain, and he had to ensure
safety to his crew…and Zoro would always be there to support him.
The green-haired teen placed himself in a more
comfortable position on the bed, while gently caressing his friend’s head,
weaving his fingers through the damp locks of hair. His eyes soon started to close, while the
younger boy’s sobs died down.
It has always been like this, only the presence of the
other nearby was enough. And it wasn’t as if Luffy cried every night, but the
few times that it actually did happen (like when they had set sail from that
mystical island of flowers or when Zoro almost died protecting Luffy in that
clock-tower), Zoro would always be there for him, for the boy captain to let
out everything he was holding inside, his worries, his fears, his resent, so
that he would be lively and enthusiastic like always.
Soon, Zoro felt Luffy’s eyes on him, and he slowly
opened his eyelids, sure enough, finding himself looking into the timid face of
the dark-haired youth.
His cheeks were a faint red hue, his nose colored just
so, and his wide eyes were dried from the tears, now beginning to gush once
again. He had such a heavy-hearted visage that asked only one thing from the
swordsman, something that didn’t need to be expressed with words. The
green-haired young man understood perfectly.
Zoro leaned over his captain, tentatively kissing him
softly, to which the youngest of the pair responded fervently.
“Zoro,” he murmured into the kiss, hugging the
swordsman around the neck. The older teen did not waste any time in untying the
red bathrobe clothing his friend, letting it fall to the ground, his hands
softly roaming on his chest.
The ebony-haired boy struggled to undo the knot
keeping the robe clinging onto his first mate’s body, trying to control his
moans as soft kisses were being planted on his neck.
The swordsman had lifted him to place him on his lap
in such a way that Luffy’s legs were sprawled on either side of his body,
always keeping care to be gentle and mindful, without breaking his attentions
towards his captain.
The truth was that it was always like this, Zoro
always tried to avoid being too rough with the young teen, the effect on him
making him be as tender as humanly possible, even though it was literally like
trying to save someone from falling from their death with your entire body
covered with needles; you would save them, yes, but you couldn’t avoid
inflicting some kind of pain upon them.
The brunette’s undergarments had already been
discarded, Zoro rousing him, his teeth grazing the youth’s nipples, eliciting
uncontrollable moans from him as his hands entangled themselves in his first
mate’s hair.
Zoro laid his friend’s light body on the bed, licking
his two fingers to begin to prepare the boy captain.
The younger of the two was drowning in his own
peaceful world when he felt the light intrusion, and he almost shoved Zoro’s
hand away, the older one giving him a look of pure confusion.
“No, just take me, and do it now,” he said, nearly
breathless. Zoro stared for a few seconds, fixated, before leaning over the
smaller teen, touching their foreheads together.
“Don’t take this as a punishment,” he whispered softly,
caressing his face before breaking his gaze away from the other’s. “Nothing
that happened today was your fault. There are certain moments when we have to
make harsh decisions, so you shouldn’t think any less of yourself. You are the
captain, Luffy, you should make your choices without any doubts.” He finished
on a firm tone, but without losing that tenderness. Luffy lightly bit his lower
lip, tears welling up in his eyes, as Zoro swiftly touched his lips to each one
trying to keep the drops from streaming down his cheeks. The brunette suddenly
took his face in both hands to be able to kiss him desperately.
“Nnn…Zoro…”
The swordsman was beginning to prepare him, still
kissing him gently. Finishing, he took both of his captain’s legs, attempting
to spread them apart as much as possible. But before he could enter into him,
the boy once again, took his face in both hands so that his large, shining eyes
were looking straight into the sharp ones of his first mate.
“Zoro…ahhh…promise…promise me that you’ll never leave
me!” Zoro bore his vision into the teen, somewhat amazed. He allowed himself a
slight smile.
“I promise I won’t ever leave you Luffy…at least not
in that way…” And Luffy knew exactly what his trusted companion was referring
to. He had talked about this before with his first mate…but he couldn’t do
anything to make him change his mind… ‘Because
you are much more important than my own life.’
Luffy let out a silenced yell at feeling his
green-haired friend starting to enter him. “Nnn…ahh!” He suspired, Zoro feeling
just how tight the young boy was. He couldn’t stop thinking how no matter how
many times they’ve done this, Luffy always made it seem as if it were his first
time.
“Nnn…ahh…Zoro…” Another moan, this one making him move
upward.
Zoro continued acting with such gentle movements, one
moment after another taking Luffy by the shoulders, keeping them in a sitting
position with Luffy limp on the older teen’s lap.
“Ahh…ahh!”
The swordsman had both hands on his captain’s hips,
allowing him to move him in such rhythm. Luffy couldn’t form any coherent
thought inside his clouded mind, simply clutching onto his companion’s muscled
back, racking his nails lightly across the browned skin.
“Ahh Zoro, fa…ahh…faster…faster!” the smaller of the two
demanded between those ecstasy-induced moans. Zoro obeyed the captain’s order,
once again laying him down on the sheets, this way letting him speed up his
movements.
Luffy could feel Zoro’s hands rubbing on the hardness
between his legs, but when he hit the prostate, his vision went completely
white.
“AH ZORO!” His yells and screams were getting louder
and louder by the second, not caring about how intense they were getting.
“…Luffy.”
The first to come was the brunette, followed almost
immediately by his green-haired first mate.
Both were breathing heavily, trying to regain their
composures.
“I love you Luffy,” the older of the pair said softly,
their foreheads together. “Never forget that.” Luffy smiled, nodding in
compliance. “Me too.” Zoro returned the smile.
“Tickle attack!” exclaimed the dark-haired boy
suddenly, rising up above Zoro and holding him down on the bed.
“Oi Luffy!” he protested before breaking out into
laughter. He tried to keep him still, but the little monkey resisted.
Finally, after a few minutes of wrestling, he
succeeded in getting both he and his captain lying down wrapped under the
covers. And with a soft “Time to sleep” and a ‘Goodnight kiss’, they gave in to
sleep.
~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~o~
It was very early when Zoro felt the young captain
rise from the bed, but he stayed motionless, pretending to be asleep.
Many footsteps and a couple of sounds were heard
before hearing the light squeak of a door opening and slowly closing.
He sighed.
He stayed a while longer in bed before deciding to
follow him, picking up his discarded clothing and quickly dressing himself.
The hotel was commodious, and it wasn’t that he was
lost (of course not). It was just that it was all so confusing.
In the end, he found himself in what looked like the
veranda and went out to take in the fresh air, not one bit surprised to find
his captain sitting on the roof nearby.
“You’re here,” the swordsman said.
“Oh Zoro, I’m sorry if I woke you up,” replied the
young teen, a blush tingeing his features just the slightest.
“Nah, don’t worry,” the other assured him, proceeding
to seat himself where it was most shaded. “And don’t even think I was following
you, got it? I simply came by here, and it was a coincidence that you were here
too.”
“Shishishi,” Luffy giggled, his companion letting
himself smile a tiny smile.
Oh yes, bad blessings never die…especially the
stubborn ones.
+ End =3 +
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