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[moe81]

Title: All In Good Time

Rating: G

Pairing: Zoro/Sanji… but it’s really really small.

Topic: Nightmares, Demons, and devils

Words: 181

A/N: I got nothin’… except maybe something a little inspiring à Demon? I believe it.

 

In the early hours of dawn, it walked softly, its nails clicking on the hard wood floor.

 

It passed the crew members; the perpetual cold it carried causing them to huddle deeper into their blankets. It paused briefly at the sleeping captain before the murmurs of ‘meat’ moved it along.

 

It stepped up beside the sleeping swordsman, not at all surprised that its presence went unnoticed, for it was certainly not a part of this world. The cool air surrounding the man chilled and he groped for his blanket, finally crossing his arms to find warmth.

 

Its wings flared, casting ominous shadows on the wall. A long claw reached out to the exposed throat.

 

The green haired man shifted and his low voice carried in the quiet room. “Shit cook.”

 

A soft response came from the bunk next to him. “Shittier marimo.”

 

It stared at both figures in contemplative silence. It made its decision and retracted its claw, then faded out of the room, leaving nothing but shivering bodies.

 

It was patient. It could wait a little longer for its apprentice.

 

Comments

[anyjen.livejournal.com]

Oh, yay!!

At the risk of being hit by every anti-chiclé association in the planet.... their wuv made icky nasty bad guy change its wicked mind! XD

[popkin16]

Oooh, I love this ♥ I admit to giggling when Zoro said, "Shit cook" and Sanji responded with "Shittier marimo" while they're sleeping.

They're love is so epic.

[moe81.livejournal.com]

*beats away the anti associations*

Their wuv love is so epically special. If a bad guy got between them, they'd probably beat the shit out him/her/it.

[anyjen.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah. That's a love that comes with spikes. Kind of like a porcupine. It can be adorable, but it sure knows how to defend itself. XD

(This piece actually reminded me of a still-motion animation I watched a long time ago. In it, Death -in all her shrouded, scythed glory- came for a fiddler whose candle had nearly burned out. All he had left was one hourglass of life, which she carried around while she chased him, with the patience and determination of somebody who knows that they'll win in the end. At first he tried to outrun her, but eventually was trapped. When he realized that there was no escape, he started playing his violin... which made Death stop. She kept still, listening to him play, and turning the hourglass once... twice... just so she could hear until he had finished playing. By the end of the song, she even lowered her shrowd to listen better... and instead of being a skeleton, she was a very beautiful lady, who looked totally enthralled by the music. When the music ended, she turned around... and disappeared. The next we see of her, she's replacing the burned out candle with a new one. X3)

[mishagirl.livejournal.com]

I made you the winner so that should be indicative of how much I loved this ficcy! Fantastic job you! Funny, creepy, and sweet all at once!