One Piece Storybook: The Little Mermaid, Section X
Title: One Piece Storybook-The Little Mermaid (In which I join with the mer!Sanji trend)
Fandom: One Piece
Pairing: Zoro x Sanji
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: One Piece, The Little Mermaid, and their characters do not belong to me.
A/N: All done! Much faster than I expected. ^_^
X.
It was the morning of the wedding and everyone in the palace was getting ready for the ceremony. The guests were being welcomed, the flowers were beautiful and sweet-smelling, the cooks were putting the finishing touches on the huge and extravagant cake…and Prince Zoro was missing.
“Where are we going?” Zoro snapped at the blond who had his wrist in a vice grip and was pulling him down the path to the ocean. “The beach? Do we have to do this now? Not that I have a problem with it, but if you get in trouble, I’m not going to help you out-and what is going on with you?”
Sanji frowned determinedly and tugged harder at the prince’s wrist. He needed to make Zoro realize who he was. He needed to do this before he ceased to existence as nothing more than the white foam that decorated the ocean’s waves. He needed to make Zoro understand before he lost the chance forever.
Once they reached the shore, Sanji took a deep breath, and then promptly kicked Zoro into the water.
“Shit!” Zoro coughed and tried to wipe water out of his eyes, his suit thoroughly soaked. “What the hell-”
Sanji didn’t give him a chance to ask. He grabbed Zoro’s shoulders and pushed him back down, keeping him there as long as possible before Zoro’s strength kicked in and he knocked the other man off of him, trying not to audibly gasp for air. But Sanji didn’t let that stop him, because he needed Zoro to remember that night. He shoved at the prince so he could move to straddle him, securing a good hold with his legs. Zoro growled and rolled them over, making sure Sanji got good and wet too, making sure he wasn’t the only one with salt water in his hair and mouth. Sanji, acting on instinct, thrust up against him. Zoro, taken aback, was knocked once again onto his back and he gripped, hard, at the damp clothes of the man on top of him. Water from his blond hair dripped onto his face, onto his parted lips, and his eyes were blazing with a determined fury that the prince had never seen before. He couldn’t hold back anymore. He knew that he was supposed to be getting married. He knew that it seemed like the other man was trying to drown him. He knew that it was, indeed, another man above him. But in that moment, he didn’t care.
He reached up and grabbed the man’s wet hair, leaned up, and crushed their mouths together in a bruising kiss.
It wasn’t what Sanji was aiming for. It wasn’t what he’d wanted the prince to do. He wanted him to do understand, and he knew he didn’t, and that made him angry, so he kissed him back with all the passion that that anger could produce.
“Shitty marimo,” he muttered when they parted, and Zoro paused for only a second as the words sunk in, and then he was kissing him again.
“Sire! Sire, what are you doing in the water with-” Usopp’s words caught in his throat as he took in the sight before him. “S-Sire? Sire! Sire?!”
“What?!” Zoro snapped-and Sanji was slightly grateful for that, as it gave him a chance to breathe. “What do you want?!”
“Y-Your wedding, sire,” Usopp reminded him.
“Call it off.”
“But, sire, what should I say?”
“Make something up. You’re good at making up stories.” And with that, he returned to much more pressing matters, rolling them over so he could have better access to the other man’s mouth.
“But sire, the guests, and the-the princess, and there’s a…a seagull eating the cake…” Usopp let his voice trail off and sighed, resigning to the fact that the prince making out with the blond man in the water was most certainly not going to be getting married today. And he now had a castle full of restless guests to deal with.
A seagull, with blue icing staining his beak, flew over the water, squawking happily. And beneath the waves of All Blue, Chopper and Franky heard him and they rejoiced. They shared the news with the king and the three princesses. King Zeff was very relieved and the waters were calmer and easier than they had ever been; and the princesses threw a big party. And in her lair, the sea witch Kureha chuckled around the lip of a new bottle.
And far above them, in the shallow, salty water, Sanji and Zoro kissed like there was no tomorrow. And they stayed that way, limbs tangling, hearts pounding, until the sun set.
And they lived happily, violently, and passionately, ever after.
Fandom: One Piece
Pairing: Zoro x Sanji
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: One Piece, The Little Mermaid, and their characters do not belong to me.
A/N: All done! Much faster than I expected. ^_^
X.
It was the morning of the wedding and everyone in the palace was getting ready for the ceremony. The guests were being welcomed, the flowers were beautiful and sweet-smelling, the cooks were putting the finishing touches on the huge and extravagant cake…and Prince Zoro was missing.
“Where are we going?” Zoro snapped at the blond who had his wrist in a vice grip and was pulling him down the path to the ocean. “The beach? Do we have to do this now? Not that I have a problem with it, but if you get in trouble, I’m not going to help you out-and what is going on with you?”
Sanji frowned determinedly and tugged harder at the prince’s wrist. He needed to make Zoro realize who he was. He needed to do this before he ceased to existence as nothing more than the white foam that decorated the ocean’s waves. He needed to make Zoro understand before he lost the chance forever.
Once they reached the shore, Sanji took a deep breath, and then promptly kicked Zoro into the water.
“Shit!” Zoro coughed and tried to wipe water out of his eyes, his suit thoroughly soaked. “What the hell-”
Sanji didn’t give him a chance to ask. He grabbed Zoro’s shoulders and pushed him back down, keeping him there as long as possible before Zoro’s strength kicked in and he knocked the other man off of him, trying not to audibly gasp for air. But Sanji didn’t let that stop him, because he needed Zoro to remember that night. He shoved at the prince so he could move to straddle him, securing a good hold with his legs. Zoro growled and rolled them over, making sure Sanji got good and wet too, making sure he wasn’t the only one with salt water in his hair and mouth. Sanji, acting on instinct, thrust up against him. Zoro, taken aback, was knocked once again onto his back and he gripped, hard, at the damp clothes of the man on top of him. Water from his blond hair dripped onto his face, onto his parted lips, and his eyes were blazing with a determined fury that the prince had never seen before. He couldn’t hold back anymore. He knew that he was supposed to be getting married. He knew that it seemed like the other man was trying to drown him. He knew that it was, indeed, another man above him. But in that moment, he didn’t care.
He reached up and grabbed the man’s wet hair, leaned up, and crushed their mouths together in a bruising kiss.
It wasn’t what Sanji was aiming for. It wasn’t what he’d wanted the prince to do. He wanted him to do understand, and he knew he didn’t, and that made him angry, so he kissed him back with all the passion that that anger could produce.
“Shitty marimo,” he muttered when they parted, and Zoro paused for only a second as the words sunk in, and then he was kissing him again.
“Sire! Sire, what are you doing in the water with-” Usopp’s words caught in his throat as he took in the sight before him. “S-Sire? Sire! Sire?!”
“What?!” Zoro snapped-and Sanji was slightly grateful for that, as it gave him a chance to breathe. “What do you want?!”
“Y-Your wedding, sire,” Usopp reminded him.
“Call it off.”
“But, sire, what should I say?”
“Make something up. You’re good at making up stories.” And with that, he returned to much more pressing matters, rolling them over so he could have better access to the other man’s mouth.
“But sire, the guests, and the-the princess, and there’s a…a seagull eating the cake…” Usopp let his voice trail off and sighed, resigning to the fact that the prince making out with the blond man in the water was most certainly not going to be getting married today. And he now had a castle full of restless guests to deal with.
A seagull, with blue icing staining his beak, flew over the water, squawking happily. And beneath the waves of All Blue, Chopper and Franky heard him and they rejoiced. They shared the news with the king and the three princesses. King Zeff was very relieved and the waters were calmer and easier than they had ever been; and the princesses threw a big party. And in her lair, the sea witch Kureha chuckled around the lip of a new bottle.
And far above them, in the shallow, salty water, Sanji and Zoro kissed like there was no tomorrow. And they stayed that way, limbs tangling, hearts pounding, until the sun set.
And they lived happily, violently, and passionately, ever after.