Title: Denial
Genre: Romance, comedy
Warnings: Mild coarse language
Rating: G
Chapter/s: Ficlet
Pairing/s:Sanji/Zoro
Summary: Sanji doesn't believe a man can love another man in thatway.
Disclaimer: One Piece is a manga created by Eiichiro Oda and is in no way affiliated with this fiction. The plot however, is a product of my own intellect, please do not duplicate or repost anywhere else without my expressed permission. Thank you.
Comments:I'm finding it difficult to write fictions for One Piece for some reason, so please excuse me if this sounds stiff and unnatural I'm trying!
Nami-chan, Nami-chan, Nami-chan. She's so beautiful with her flowing tangerine coloured hair, exactly like her favourite fruit. How befitting.
The way he stares at me with those intense eyes, as though he can see through me, through to my very soul makes me want to…
Hit him, I want him. Hit him, that is. Damned Marimo.
Robin has the most amazing eyes, so clear and tranquil like the sea on a calm day. She's so lovely when she smiles, so innocent and vulnerable looking.
He has the most amazing arms,the way they flex and tense when he picks up his swords – ready to fight, anticipating battle. He could just curl up in his arms and forget about all the pain the world, shielded by his immense strength and sturdy, muscular arms.
The ladies must be hungry; he should make them something refreshing and beautiful just like they are. But what? Maybe he could make them a fruit platter with the left over fruits and a cake of some sort.
It's so cute when he wakes up after his daily, no, hourly naps and he stretches and yawns. He arches his back so sexily, his sighs of satisfaction as he stretches the kinks out of his back. His lips pink like fresh salmon, pouting and puckered while sleeping and in those few precious moments just after he wakes up…
Goddamn it.