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Category:
+M to R › One Piece
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
83
Views:
6,779
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Holiday
Holiday
By The Chichi Slaughter House
Warnings: Nami pov (kinda), ZoroxSanji, yaoi, general strawhat mayhem.
Disclaimer: Still don’t own One Piece, thanks.
Rating: PG
For onepiece_300 this week.
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It was hard to ever have a holiday when you were a Strawhat.
They just never seemed to catch any breaks. If Luffy wasn’t getting into strange fights, Zoro and Sanji were bound to be having some kind of bitch-off in the vicinity, or someone would realise who they were and ask them for help about something.
But sometimes, none of that happened. Everything went strangely smoothly, and Nami could relax. Then came the night.
The next morning she was irritable as hell. She should have known better than to have the room next to Zoro and Sanji’s; the headboard was banging all damn night!
As they came out of their own room glaring, she groaned when she realised they were already bitching at each other. How two people could spend the entire night having sex and then suddenly be at each other’s throats was beyond her.
She was about to ask them about it when Luffy came barrelling down the corridor with a girl in his arms. Five seconds later she heard the shouting of marines and just walked back into her room, locking the door behind her. Someone else could fix it.
So much for a ‘peaceful holiday’.
By The Chichi Slaughter House
Warnings: Nami pov (kinda), ZoroxSanji, yaoi, general strawhat mayhem.
Disclaimer: Still don’t own One Piece, thanks.
Rating: PG
For onepiece_300 this week.
--
It was hard to ever have a holiday when you were a Strawhat.
They just never seemed to catch any breaks. If Luffy wasn’t getting into strange fights, Zoro and Sanji were bound to be having some kind of bitch-off in the vicinity, or someone would realise who they were and ask them for help about something.
But sometimes, none of that happened. Everything went strangely smoothly, and Nami could relax. Then came the night.
The next morning she was irritable as hell. She should have known better than to have the room next to Zoro and Sanji’s; the headboard was banging all damn night!
As they came out of their own room glaring, she groaned when she realised they were already bitching at each other. How two people could spend the entire night having sex and then suddenly be at each other’s throats was beyond her.
She was about to ask them about it when Luffy came barrelling down the corridor with a girl in his arms. Five seconds later she heard the shouting of marines and just walked back into her room, locking the door behind her. Someone else could fix it.
So much for a ‘peaceful holiday’.