Cook and Swordsman
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Category:
+M to R › One Piece
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
45
Views:
2,947
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.
love thy weapon
Title: love thy weapon
Pairing: Sanji/Zoro
Rating: G
word count: 289
posted:5/4/04
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Zoro pushed his drawer shut and paused as curiosity took over him. Sitting across the room the blond asshole chef was pulling bandages off his feet.
"Did you injure yourself, idiot?"
Sanji took out a cig and lit it before answering, leaving the bandages forgotten.
"Of course not."
Zoro walked over to the cook in some concern. The quick denial and no return of the insult were setting off alarms. Sanji just wanted the swordsman to forget what he had seen. Just leave and forget. That sure as well wasn\'t going to happen.
His fast approach didn\'t get past the blonds notice and he had a foot extended an inch from the swordsmans stomach in a heartbeat.
"What do you think you\'re doing asshole?"
Zoro smiled and grabbed the outstretched leg as understanding spread across the cooks face.
"Dammit."
"Just checking something..."
Zoro carefully pulled the bandages off. The final layers giving way to a thick layer of a slick greasy substance.
"Is this lotion?" Zoro asked in disbelief.
Sanji hoped forward and pushed Zoro away firmly with the forward momentum, but Zoro held tight and pulled the cook with him.
"So what! You know how much punishment my feet take? Is it okay if I want them to be soft and look like regular nice feet, and not weapons?"
Zoro pressed his thumbs into the foot, feeling the soft but tough leather. He could feel scars and bruises healing. He caressed it softly for a minute.
Sanji felt a blush come to his cheeks.
"Your feet are beautiful because they are your weapons not in spite of that." Zoro stated simply before dropping the foot to the floor before exiting for morning practice.
Sanji sat down against the wall and inhaled deeply on his cigerette.
"What the hell just happened here?"
Pairing: Sanji/Zoro
Rating: G
word count: 289
posted:5/4/04
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Zoro pushed his drawer shut and paused as curiosity took over him. Sitting across the room the blond asshole chef was pulling bandages off his feet.
"Did you injure yourself, idiot?"
Sanji took out a cig and lit it before answering, leaving the bandages forgotten.
"Of course not."
Zoro walked over to the cook in some concern. The quick denial and no return of the insult were setting off alarms. Sanji just wanted the swordsman to forget what he had seen. Just leave and forget. That sure as well wasn\'t going to happen.
His fast approach didn\'t get past the blonds notice and he had a foot extended an inch from the swordsmans stomach in a heartbeat.
"What do you think you\'re doing asshole?"
Zoro smiled and grabbed the outstretched leg as understanding spread across the cooks face.
"Dammit."
"Just checking something..."
Zoro carefully pulled the bandages off. The final layers giving way to a thick layer of a slick greasy substance.
"Is this lotion?" Zoro asked in disbelief.
Sanji hoped forward and pushed Zoro away firmly with the forward momentum, but Zoro held tight and pulled the cook with him.
"So what! You know how much punishment my feet take? Is it okay if I want them to be soft and look like regular nice feet, and not weapons?"
Zoro pressed his thumbs into the foot, feeling the soft but tough leather. He could feel scars and bruises healing. He caressed it softly for a minute.
Sanji felt a blush come to his cheeks.
"Your feet are beautiful because they are your weapons not in spite of that." Zoro stated simply before dropping the foot to the floor before exiting for morning practice.
Sanji sat down against the wall and inhaled deeply on his cigerette.
"What the hell just happened here?"