ZoSan drabbles
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Category:
+M to R › One Piece
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
83
Views:
6,669
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I don't own One Piece. I make no profit from this fanfiction whatsoever, either.
Match
Match
By The Chichi Slaughter House
Warnings: ZoroxSanji, sexual implications…the usual for my ZoSan stuff.
Disclaimer: I don’t own One Piece, and I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned that a hell of a lot of times these past few days.
Rating: PG
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The world’s greatest cook deserved the world’s greatest swordsman.
They were a perfect match, and no one could disagree on that fact. From their looks to their personalities, they fit. Even as they bitched and fought with each other, the rest of the crew could tell it was more than they were letting on. Because, being honest, who would spend the majority of their time trying to piss off someone else unless they liked them? As far as the crew was concerned, the two nineteen year olds were courting each other as if they were children.
Because, of course, they made it seem that way. Sanji would say or do something, Zoro would comment on it, and then the next moment they’d be kicking and flinging swords about. They acted as if they hated each other, but it was the moments when they thought they were alone that gave them away. At least once, each individual crew member had walked around a corner to see them acting playful, or walked into a room to see them spring apart and start arguing.
The poor guys must have thought that they were being subtle, or that no one else knew. But unfortunately it was clear as day when you found them sharing a kiss, or when you heard the grunting coming from the galley in the dead of night with their bunks empty. Or even the rare times when they would just be doing everyday things, touching elbows or shoulders ever so slightly.
It was hard for the rest of the crew to keep quiet about it, too. Sometimes they just wanted to turn around and tease the hell out of them to see their reaction. Occasionally they would even make bets on who would catch them next or where the next secret meeting was going to take place, the crew constantly surprised by Luffy’s ability to just watch from the sidelines.
They would never have expected him to be so delicate about such a situation, especially not for this long. He just wasn’t that type of person. At first, he had insisted that it was none of his business and that he didn’t want to know, but over time he got sucked in as well. It just seemed that keeping track of them without them knowing was just too much fun.
The days at sea without excitement were long, after all.
By The Chichi Slaughter House
Warnings: ZoroxSanji, sexual implications…the usual for my ZoSan stuff.
Disclaimer: I don’t own One Piece, and I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned that a hell of a lot of times these past few days.
Rating: PG
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The world’s greatest cook deserved the world’s greatest swordsman.
They were a perfect match, and no one could disagree on that fact. From their looks to their personalities, they fit. Even as they bitched and fought with each other, the rest of the crew could tell it was more than they were letting on. Because, being honest, who would spend the majority of their time trying to piss off someone else unless they liked them? As far as the crew was concerned, the two nineteen year olds were courting each other as if they were children.
Because, of course, they made it seem that way. Sanji would say or do something, Zoro would comment on it, and then the next moment they’d be kicking and flinging swords about. They acted as if they hated each other, but it was the moments when they thought they were alone that gave them away. At least once, each individual crew member had walked around a corner to see them acting playful, or walked into a room to see them spring apart and start arguing.
The poor guys must have thought that they were being subtle, or that no one else knew. But unfortunately it was clear as day when you found them sharing a kiss, or when you heard the grunting coming from the galley in the dead of night with their bunks empty. Or even the rare times when they would just be doing everyday things, touching elbows or shoulders ever so slightly.
It was hard for the rest of the crew to keep quiet about it, too. Sometimes they just wanted to turn around and tease the hell out of them to see their reaction. Occasionally they would even make bets on who would catch them next or where the next secret meeting was going to take place, the crew constantly surprised by Luffy’s ability to just watch from the sidelines.
They would never have expected him to be so delicate about such a situation, especially not for this long. He just wasn’t that type of person. At first, he had insisted that it was none of his business and that he didn’t want to know, but over time he got sucked in as well. It just seemed that keeping track of them without them knowing was just too much fun.
The days at sea without excitement were long, after all.