Translation
Fanfic: Captured
Subtitle: Kann man noch mehr Pech haben?
Chapter: Act 1: hole
Hey guys! *G*
The idea for something like that has been floating around in my head the whole time and I thought to myself I just write it! * smile *
Are just such little drabbles about Sanji and Zorro as they are just Sanji and Zorro. ^ __ ^ Oh yes ...
By the way, this is NOT a Shonen-ai !!!
Even if there will probably be a few hints on this pairing, but they are meant rather "differently" ... Well, you can see that as you want! * gg *
That’s short and it’s got no smart beginning and certainly no smart ending… Well, I hope you like it !! *G*
Here is the 1st chapter!
Cu, Aly
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Captured
Act 1: Hole
"This isnotmy fault."
The day had started relatively well, which was probably a stupid fad of days that literally led to hell in the end. A nice, cool sea breeze had accompanied Sanji all day while browsing the various stalls in the market on these islands.He could have spent days in the small, public market, simply immersed in all the scents that resonated in the air and if it weren't for the tiny little things like 'dangerous storm from the west' and 'we'll cast off without you, Schmalzlocke 'Sanji might have done just that too. He wasn't really afraid of the storm itself - he'd had enough of the kind behind him and now saw it only as a new source of food. In any case, his best knives were still on board and the last time he had left them unattended for a second, Usopp and Luffy had used the time to recreate Zorro's latest victory.
Sanji grinned slightly when he remembered it. They had learned their lesson and would certainly never do that again.
However, Sanji had firmly planned to be at the ship in time before the storm hit the island and made any kind of departure impossible for a few days.He had left the market early so that the taste of the pasta he had bought would not be spoiled too much by the wonderful smell of the delicious soufflé he had chosen especially for Nami. He'd even avoided the gaping, stupidly obvious, you-had-to-be-a-damn-stupid-fool-to-fall-in-hole, a marine 'camouflaged' trap that was on his way from the Main Street back to the docks.
And it had been such a beautiful day. Fuck Zorro. Fuck hole.
"Stupid carrot cleaner. Are you even listening to me?" Zorro had lost all right to speak - not to mention the right to expect an answer - the moment he pulled Sanji into that oh-so-great hole. At first there had been a tangle of arms and legs and a shudder of limbs instead of words, but then he had begun to ignore the swordsman unequivocally - for half an hour.If Zorro wanted to talk, he was just as good at talking to himself. At least he'd have a discussion with someone who had the same measly IQ from a slice of toast.
"Zorro", Sanji began slowly and ominously calmly, "It's raining. I'm cold. My ingredients are ruined, the fish is already beginning to smell strange and my poor Nami-san is surely already starving in my absence." Zorro grunted and Sanji's eyes narrowed. "And the only thing worse than the death of my beloved and rotting fish corpses is that I'm stuck in a goddamn hole. And, because that's not enough, I'm not crouching here other than WITH YOU!" The volume of Sanji's voice wasn't the only thing that rose and a split second later he swung a leg towards Zorro's head, bracing himself on his hands so that he could ...
Fell down.
Flat on your back in a puddle of sticky mud in which you could hardly achieve anything."Hehe."
Well, maybe there was a third reason he hadn't said a word to a grin on Zorro after attacking the swordsman right after he pulled him into the hole.
"Asshole."
With a hiss, Sanji went back to his corner of the hole, half crawling, half crawling, ignoring his bruises and other small wounds, in order to light a cigarette. They didn't last long down here anyway, as the rain turned them into a useless, soggy tobacco creature after just a few moments, but the tiny puffs that he could catch almost made him Zorro, but onlyalmostbear.
"Was it as good for you as it was for me?"
Hated face made the acquaintance of stinking fish.
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Very, very short, but the other capes probably will too !! ^^ "" Gomen! Hope you enjoyed it! *G*
The idea for something like that has been floating around in my head the whole time and I thought to myself I just write it! * smile *
Are just such little drabbles about Sanji and Zorro as they are just Sanji and Zorro. ^ __ ^ Oh yes ...
By the way, this is NOT a Shonen-ai !!!
Even if there will probably be a few hints on this pairing, but they are meant rather "differently" ... Well, you can see that as you want! * gg *
That’s short and it’s got no smart beginning and certainly no smart ending… Well, I hope you like it !! *G*
Here is the 1st chapter!
Cu, Aly
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Captured
Act 1: Hole
"This isnotmy fault."
The day had started relatively well, which was probably a stupid fad of days that literally led to hell in the end. A nice, cool sea breeze had accompanied Sanji all day while browsing the various stalls in the market on these islands.He could have spent days in the small, public market, simply immersed in all the scents that resonated in the air and if it weren't for the tiny little things like 'dangerous storm from the west' and 'we'll cast off without you, Schmalzlocke 'Sanji might have done just that too. He wasn't really afraid of the storm itself - he'd had enough of the kind behind him and now saw it only as a new source of food. In any case, his best knives were still on board and the last time he had left them unattended for a second, Usopp and Luffy had used the time to recreate Zorro's latest victory.
Sanji grinned slightly when he remembered it. They had learned their lesson and would certainly never do that again.
However, Sanji had firmly planned to be at the ship in time before the storm hit the island and made any kind of departure impossible for a few days.He had left the market early so that the taste of the pasta he had bought would not be spoiled too much by the wonderful smell of the delicious soufflé he had chosen especially for Nami. He'd even avoided the gaping, stupidly obvious, you-had-to-be-a-damn-stupid-fool-to-fall-in-hole, a marine 'camouflaged' trap that was on his way from the Main Street back to the docks.
And it had been such a beautiful day. Fuck Zorro. Fuck hole.
"Stupid carrot cleaner. Are you even listening to me?" Zorro had lost all right to speak - not to mention the right to expect an answer - the moment he pulled Sanji into that oh-so-great hole. At first there had been a tangle of arms and legs and a shudder of limbs instead of words, but then he had begun to ignore the swordsman unequivocally - for half an hour.If Zorro wanted to talk, he was just as good at talking to himself. At least he'd have a discussion with someone who had the same measly IQ from a slice of toast.
"Zorro", Sanji began slowly and ominously calmly, "It's raining. I'm cold. My ingredients are ruined, the fish is already beginning to smell strange and my poor Nami-san is surely already starving in my absence." Zorro grunted and Sanji's eyes narrowed. "And the only thing worse than the death of my beloved and rotting fish corpses is that I'm stuck in a goddamn hole. And, because that's not enough, I'm not crouching here other than WITH YOU!" The volume of Sanji's voice wasn't the only thing that rose and a split second later he swung a leg towards Zorro's head, bracing himself on his hands so that he could ...
Fell down.
Flat on your back in a puddle of sticky mud in which you could hardly achieve anything."Hehe."
Well, maybe there was a third reason he hadn't said a word to a grin on Zorro after attacking the swordsman right after he pulled him into the hole.
"Asshole."
With a hiss, Sanji went back to his corner of the hole, half crawling, half crawling, ignoring his bruises and other small wounds, in order to light a cigarette. They didn't last long down here anyway, as the rain turned them into a useless, soggy tobacco creature after just a few moments, but the tiny puffs that he could catch almost made him Zorro, but onlyalmostbear.
"Was it as good for you as it was for me?"
Hated face made the acquaintance of stinking fish.
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
Very, very short, but the other capes probably will too !! ^^ "" Gomen! Hope you enjoyed it! *G*