Cook and Swordsman
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Category:
+M to R › One Piece
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
45
Views:
2,931
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own One Piece, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Waiting Invitation
Posted:6/3/04
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Sanji got the sensation something was wrong before he could place his finger on what it was. As the answer came to him he forgot about the laundry basket he was holding, letting it slip from his hands to hit the floor as he instead pointed wide mouthed at Zoro. Naked. Zoro was naked.
The swordsmans feet were up on the small laundry room table as Zoro leaned back and forth in the wooden chair, hands casually behind his head. Could he be on any further display? Sanji couldn\'t fathom it, and was a little disturbed at his minds willingness to try. He tried to push out the thoughts by thinking how unsanitary that chair had to be.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?"
"Laundry."
Sanji wanted to throttle him but his body was giving him signs that controlling himself (if he got closer to the naked man) might become difficult.
"I guessed that! I mean, why are you naked? "
"Clothes are being washed."
"Everything?"
"Everything."
The cook wanted to question why he hadn\'t saved something to wear, but he was sure that he could figure the answer. To Zoros logic, why do two loads? It made sense in a way.
"There\'s room with my stuff..."
There was an invitation in Zoros voice.
Sanji looked down at his laundry- then to the chair across from Zoro at the table. His fingers loosened the tie and began to pull at his buttons.
"Thanks."
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Sanji got the sensation something was wrong before he could place his finger on what it was. As the answer came to him he forgot about the laundry basket he was holding, letting it slip from his hands to hit the floor as he instead pointed wide mouthed at Zoro. Naked. Zoro was naked.
The swordsmans feet were up on the small laundry room table as Zoro leaned back and forth in the wooden chair, hands casually behind his head. Could he be on any further display? Sanji couldn\'t fathom it, and was a little disturbed at his minds willingness to try. He tried to push out the thoughts by thinking how unsanitary that chair had to be.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?"
"Laundry."
Sanji wanted to throttle him but his body was giving him signs that controlling himself (if he got closer to the naked man) might become difficult.
"I guessed that! I mean, why are you naked? "
"Clothes are being washed."
"Everything?"
"Everything."
The cook wanted to question why he hadn\'t saved something to wear, but he was sure that he could figure the answer. To Zoros logic, why do two loads? It made sense in a way.
"There\'s room with my stuff..."
There was an invitation in Zoros voice.
Sanji looked down at his laundry- then to the chair across from Zoro at the table. His fingers loosened the tie and began to pull at his buttons.
"Thanks."