Prologue
Hey guys!
This is my first story here in so my writing might not be that great. And also I haven't got a proofreader for this, and since I'm not a native speaker of english, the writing might and WILL be crappier than what you're used to. But don't bite me for that, pretty please. At least not hard.
Of course feedback is always very well welcome, no matter of the content. Satisfied and unsatisfied opinions are both something which I'd like to hear. If you don't complain, I can't fix things and won't get better at writing.
This first chapter is kinda short since I just wanted to hurry and get this story started. Consider this as a prologue.
I promise. This is rated M for reason ;) So those who don't like yaoi and adult scenes between men... DON'T READ! That's it. You've been warned now.
Other pairings, along with ZoSan might be seen later in the story, but that is something which will be left as a secret for now.
Disclaimer: No, One Piece or any of the characters aren't (sadly) mine. I'm just a huge fan, writing fiction about it. I own only the plot of this story.
"That idiot...!" Sanji hissed from between of his hissed teeth, his hand squeezing the table of the school cafeteria. This made his knuckles turn white. He looked like he could actually kill somebody. Somebody specific. His friends knew him well enough not to say anything careless right now. Everybody else but Luffy had got slightly tense after Sanji had took a seat in their table. Of course Luffy wouldn't. He paid almost no attention to his friend at all. Well, that's Luffy so it's understandable.
"What did Zoro do now?" Nami, who was always the only person who dared to bother Sanji during the times of these rage-fits, asked. Others respected her greatly for that, but Nami couldn't see why that was. Sanji was a gentleman who would never say a bad word or be rude towards women. Not even if he was furious as hell. Never.
"That marimo bastard was skipping his classes again so I was the one who had to fill in for his cleaning duties. I'm gonna kill that fucking bastard!" Sanji growled, his voice lowering down dangerously. As if by magic, Zoro appeared to the doorway of the cafeteria, like he had actually known that someone was talking about him inside. After spotting his friends in their regular table, he walked over with the usual vapid mask covering his face.
Zoro yawned a long and earnest sigh after sitting down, and then started to stare at Sanji with an idiotic expression. Or at least Sanji thought that it looked idiotic. "What's with that fucked up look on your face so early in the morning? You're ruining my good day ero-cook." He spoke in a very offending tone, which wasn't anything uncommon, considering that it was Sanji who he was talking to. Others automatically flinched a few good inches backwards, knowing very well that the first argument of this morning had already started.
"You are, fucking bastard marimo-head." Sanji spoke the insults slowly, almost syllabifying the words like if he was talking to some kind of retard. His face and whole aura gave out this murderous intent, and it was all directed towards Zoro. "Excuse me, dartboard brow? What the fuck did you just call me, you bastard?"
"You heard me very well, bastard. Because of your laziness, I fucking had to do the cleaning study after classes when you and your marimo ass should have done it." Sanji had now went back to his original growling as he spoke. The tension between those two had built up pretty much already. It was so dense that you could feel the pressure of it everywhere around them, and almost even touch it by hand.
Zoro squinted his eyes and leaned forward over the table and grabbed Sanji from the collar of his shirt. This is when Chopper hopped behind Robin, and he was shaking. This wasn't going be pretty. "Robin-chan... Do something..." The little boy murmured, sounding appalled.
"Well that's not my fucking problem. Blame the idiot teacher and not me, you asshole. And I bet that it wasn't even your job to begin with. Teacher probably gave it to some girl, and as the stupid gentleman you're, you couldn't resist the urge to act as a prince and save her from it." Zoro snapped back, motioning apostrophes with his fingers when he pronounced gentleman. The next second he was already blocking a kick which was directed as his face.
"What do you mean by that? If you had just been there then you'd have been the one doing it. That is your fault you shitty marimo!" Sanji snarled and at the same time he stepped back to prevent a fist from hitting his stomach. He was the only one who knew the captain of the school's Kendo-team well enough to be able to avoid his attacks. And it was same the other way around. They'd been fighting ever since they first met, and 100 fights, they and their friends had lost the interest or energy to even count them. They were probably somewhere around 2000 or something.
"No. You could have chosen no to step in for the duty, idiot-cook." Zoro insulted back, and threw another punch forward. Now the others could barely separate who was who since the speed of hits and kicks had became so fast that they were just a blur of yellow and green, and black and white. Nami tried to calm them down from outside of the battle, but it was futile. No matter how much she pleaded, even Sanji wouldn't listen to her.
"Shut up marimo! You should just be a good kid and do your duties." Sanji said and managed to hit Zoro's right leg slightly. Just when Zoro was about to have his revenge on it, the bell rang and other students started to flow in between of them. The fight was on pause until the next break.
So what did you think about the first chapter? If you're unsatisfied with something, please let me know and I'll take that into consideration when writing the next chapter, which is coming up pretty soon btw. I've already written the next 3 chapters, though they all need a bit retouching before I'm confident enough to post them here.
For now, please review on this prologue :) All of your thoughts - Change them into text and send me some inspiring feedback, and also; remember to complain about something. LOL.
