ZoSan drabbles
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Category:
+M to R › One Piece
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
83
Views:
6,719
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I don't own One Piece. I make no profit from this fanfiction whatsoever, either.
Scenery
Scenery
By The Chichi Slaughter House
Warnings: ZoroxSanji, spoilers for movie 3.
Disclaimer: Don’t own One Piece, and I never will. Shame, I could do with a world-renowned tale that earns me thousands. Maybe next time, eh?
Rating: G
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Sitting on the back of the moving animal, Zoro turned his attention to the scenery behind him. He’d climbed on just after the damn cook, the wind slapping against his chest feeling great and making him feel ready for battle. That moron who dared to call himself the strongest in the world better be prepared for the next time they met! After such a stupid comment, he was more than ready to test out that claim, his body almost singing in anticipation.
Just as he was getting pumped up, he felt a hand rest over his own, glancing to his left to see Sanji looking out at the scenery with him, a cigarette held between his teeth tightly. It was obvious from the way the cook was sitting that he was thinking the same thing; the ridiculous claim from that ugly guy was getting to him. Personally, Zoro disagreed with the man. If anyone was the world’s handsomest man, it had to be Sanji; it was just the cook being a complete dork that ruined the image. No one was going to admit that they liked him when they saw him slobbering at the sight of a bra, were they?
Glancing behind himself to double-check Usopp was still enthralled in his made-up image of the Animal King they were supposedly going to meet, Zoro kept his face impassive. It wouldn’t have been a good idea to let anyone notice the gentle touch he and the cook were sharing, and his facial expression would certainly be a clue if anyone was looking. Luckily, Nami was too preoccupied with being on her goat to notice either.
Twisting his hand, he brushed their fingers together lightly and looked back at the scenery. This peace wouldn’t last very long. Best to enjoy it now.
By The Chichi Slaughter House
Warnings: ZoroxSanji, spoilers for movie 3.
Disclaimer: Don’t own One Piece, and I never will. Shame, I could do with a world-renowned tale that earns me thousands. Maybe next time, eh?
Rating: G
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Sitting on the back of the moving animal, Zoro turned his attention to the scenery behind him. He’d climbed on just after the damn cook, the wind slapping against his chest feeling great and making him feel ready for battle. That moron who dared to call himself the strongest in the world better be prepared for the next time they met! After such a stupid comment, he was more than ready to test out that claim, his body almost singing in anticipation.
Just as he was getting pumped up, he felt a hand rest over his own, glancing to his left to see Sanji looking out at the scenery with him, a cigarette held between his teeth tightly. It was obvious from the way the cook was sitting that he was thinking the same thing; the ridiculous claim from that ugly guy was getting to him. Personally, Zoro disagreed with the man. If anyone was the world’s handsomest man, it had to be Sanji; it was just the cook being a complete dork that ruined the image. No one was going to admit that they liked him when they saw him slobbering at the sight of a bra, were they?
Glancing behind himself to double-check Usopp was still enthralled in his made-up image of the Animal King they were supposedly going to meet, Zoro kept his face impassive. It wouldn’t have been a good idea to let anyone notice the gentle touch he and the cook were sharing, and his facial expression would certainly be a clue if anyone was looking. Luckily, Nami was too preoccupied with being on her goat to notice either.
Twisting his hand, he brushed their fingers together lightly and looked back at the scenery. This peace wouldn’t last very long. Best to enjoy it now.