New Life
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Category:
+M to R › One Piece
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
22
Views:
8,749
Reviews:
30
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
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.
Chapter 2
Title: New Life
Author: Genuinelie(s)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Description: Post-series fic, ZoSan.
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Chapter Two
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It was three days before Zoro finally admitted it to Sanji.
Sanji refused to believe him.
It was a fight that ended with half the deck in splinters and Sanji shaking against the railing. Zoro stood with his arms crossed after it was over, watching him patiently as he came to terms with the news.
Finally Sanji stopped staring at the waters to grip Zoro's shoulders. "By accident. It can't be. And not you. You can't find it again, can you."
Zoro smirked at him and shook his head. "Sanji, I can't even find my way back from a pub."
His name had been added to Zoro's vocabularly, after they had set sail. Sanji didn't question what that meant.
Despair created tears. They stayed wedged in the corners of his eyes.
A second later he felt a brittle roll of parchment press into his palm.
"What's this?" He asked, voice scratchy and low.
Zoro, face somber, said, "A map. I hired a navigator to find Mihawk, and I had him chart the -"
The tears fell.
"You found - of all the - mapped it - All Blue..." Sanji sputtered, sobbing.
How many years had he been searching for it?
And after all of it, it wasn't even him.
He barely felt his sleeve being rolled up, or the silent, swift strike that sliced through both their arms.
He just looked on, dazed, as Zoro pressed their wrists together. Mixed blood dripped onto the deck.
"Now no one can say you didn't find it," Zoro said, not allowing him to break their eye contact. He held their arms together firmly. "No one can say you didn't find it first."
Sanji, who had a different way of doing things, kissed him.
Sanji had many expectations of the result of this, first of which was Zoro cutting his throat, second of which was a long sword through his stomach.
What he hadn't expected at all was for the swordsman to kiss him back. Much less so with the desperation and intensity that he had, lips drinking in the contact as if he needed Sanji's kiss to live.
Minutes later, the clinking of coins being exchanged on deck broke them apart, both gasping slightly for the air they'd forgotten to breathe. They looked up to find the crew passing money. The woman who'd found Zoro's haramaki looked especially smug, calling to their doctor, "I bet you more than this, ya stiffin' me?"
"Oi!" Sanji yelled. "What is this?"
Luffy answered him from his front-row seat in the crow's nest. "They've been placing bets on whether or not you two would kiss before the week was out. I told them there was no way, 'cause you guys hate each other." He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, knocking his hat to the side. "I guess I owe them some money."
"Oh, Luffy," Sanji said despairingly, "Not you, too."
Zoro laughed. Sanji looked up in surprise. The swordsman bent close to his ear and whispered, "You know, it did take you long enough. Years, Sanji."
He turned to the deck. "We really need Usopp here, you know. I doubt any of these slackers can repair that damage."
"Oi!" Luffy's young shipbuilder cried, pushing his way through the others, "I can too! And better than that-that-whoever you had before!"
Sanji supposed it must be hard, living in the shadow of a legend.
And looking at the now-awed faces of the rest of the crew (this was really the first time Zoro had spoken to them, now that he thought about it), it must be harder to live side by side with the legend you supposedly replaced.
He lit a cigarette as Zoro glared. He gestured towards the young man. "His name's Guri." He shrugged. "He's ok."
The gratitude that shone in the boy's eyes as he ran to get his tools was almost embarassing to see.
Zoro gave a shrug of his own, then pushed past the gathering to stroll towards the other side of the ship, where all of his weights were kept.
Apparently, it equaled an acceptance Sanji hadn't realized they'd been waiting for. A long, loud cheer went up as Luffy set their course and Sanji handed the map over to their navigator. All of their faces were aglow as they scattered, readying the ship for their voyage.
It had never occured to Sanji that these past few years, these young men and women had signed onto his dream. They had effectively been his crew. This was a culmination of more than his personal quest for All Blue. It was the goal their whole crew had been pursuing, relentlessy, for him.
Without realizing it, Zoro had brought not one, but two of his dreams back to Sanji with his return.
*****
Author: Genuinelie(s)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Description: Post-series fic, ZoSan.
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Chapter Two
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It was three days before Zoro finally admitted it to Sanji.
Sanji refused to believe him.
It was a fight that ended with half the deck in splinters and Sanji shaking against the railing. Zoro stood with his arms crossed after it was over, watching him patiently as he came to terms with the news.
Finally Sanji stopped staring at the waters to grip Zoro's shoulders. "By accident. It can't be. And not you. You can't find it again, can you."
Zoro smirked at him and shook his head. "Sanji, I can't even find my way back from a pub."
His name had been added to Zoro's vocabularly, after they had set sail. Sanji didn't question what that meant.
Despair created tears. They stayed wedged in the corners of his eyes.
A second later he felt a brittle roll of parchment press into his palm.
"What's this?" He asked, voice scratchy and low.
Zoro, face somber, said, "A map. I hired a navigator to find Mihawk, and I had him chart the -"
The tears fell.
"You found - of all the - mapped it - All Blue..." Sanji sputtered, sobbing.
How many years had he been searching for it?
And after all of it, it wasn't even him.
He barely felt his sleeve being rolled up, or the silent, swift strike that sliced through both their arms.
He just looked on, dazed, as Zoro pressed their wrists together. Mixed blood dripped onto the deck.
"Now no one can say you didn't find it," Zoro said, not allowing him to break their eye contact. He held their arms together firmly. "No one can say you didn't find it first."
Sanji, who had a different way of doing things, kissed him.
Sanji had many expectations of the result of this, first of which was Zoro cutting his throat, second of which was a long sword through his stomach.
What he hadn't expected at all was for the swordsman to kiss him back. Much less so with the desperation and intensity that he had, lips drinking in the contact as if he needed Sanji's kiss to live.
Minutes later, the clinking of coins being exchanged on deck broke them apart, both gasping slightly for the air they'd forgotten to breathe. They looked up to find the crew passing money. The woman who'd found Zoro's haramaki looked especially smug, calling to their doctor, "I bet you more than this, ya stiffin' me?"
"Oi!" Sanji yelled. "What is this?"
Luffy answered him from his front-row seat in the crow's nest. "They've been placing bets on whether or not you two would kiss before the week was out. I told them there was no way, 'cause you guys hate each other." He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, knocking his hat to the side. "I guess I owe them some money."
"Oh, Luffy," Sanji said despairingly, "Not you, too."
Zoro laughed. Sanji looked up in surprise. The swordsman bent close to his ear and whispered, "You know, it did take you long enough. Years, Sanji."
He turned to the deck. "We really need Usopp here, you know. I doubt any of these slackers can repair that damage."
"Oi!" Luffy's young shipbuilder cried, pushing his way through the others, "I can too! And better than that-that-whoever you had before!"
Sanji supposed it must be hard, living in the shadow of a legend.
And looking at the now-awed faces of the rest of the crew (this was really the first time Zoro had spoken to them, now that he thought about it), it must be harder to live side by side with the legend you supposedly replaced.
He lit a cigarette as Zoro glared. He gestured towards the young man. "His name's Guri." He shrugged. "He's ok."
The gratitude that shone in the boy's eyes as he ran to get his tools was almost embarassing to see.
Zoro gave a shrug of his own, then pushed past the gathering to stroll towards the other side of the ship, where all of his weights were kept.
Apparently, it equaled an acceptance Sanji hadn't realized they'd been waiting for. A long, loud cheer went up as Luffy set their course and Sanji handed the map over to their navigator. All of their faces were aglow as they scattered, readying the ship for their voyage.
It had never occured to Sanji that these past few years, these young men and women had signed onto his dream. They had effectively been his crew. This was a culmination of more than his personal quest for All Blue. It was the goal their whole crew had been pursuing, relentlessy, for him.
Without realizing it, Zoro had brought not one, but two of his dreams back to Sanji with his return.
*****