Sanji Kitetsu Chapter 2
Sanji didn't think he'd get his much needed fill of blood and action so soon, but he's got nothing to complain about. Well... except he's now questioning some life choices he made today.
So the guy on that execution platform with a cutlass on his neck is... Sanji muses as he runs his tip through the flesh of another nameless pirate, savouring the texture on the way out. A declaration of wanting to become the pirate king echoes throughout the square.
My captain, yes. Now focus on your job. We need to bring that execution platform down! The man drives him through the arm of the next enemy without a moment's pause.
Sanji hears a faint shriek from one of the other swords. It must be Yuki-tan. As far as Sanji knows, the store owner's family doesn't have a single swordsman in generations, so it's possible that Yuki-tan's been sitting on the shelf in the back room ever since he was made. This could be his first battle. Of course he'd be shocked.
Hey moss head, go easy on Yuki there will ya? It might be his first time seeing blood. I'll do his share.
Who? The man's movements give no sign of slowing. It's hard to tell if he's listening at all.
Yuki, Yubashiri. You know, your other new sword?
I'll try, the swordsman sheathes the black sword and takes the white one from his mouth. But she'd better catch up quick. The way things are going, I can't afford much of a break for her.
I should've known you're the slave driver type of master. And it's 'him'. Yuki is a boy.
If you have time to complain, cut faster.
Listen here, shitty moss, nobody tells ME to cut faster and get away with it! Sanji flings himself in the direction of a group of five pirates coming at them. He cuts four of them, and his blade brushes the hair of the fifth before he's pulled back by a surprisingly firm grip on his hilt.
"Zoro! ... Usopp! Nami! Sorry, but it looks like I'm dead." the boy on the execution platform grins.
"Shit!" the swordsman mutters. Sanji feels the grip on his hilt tightens further as a bolt of lightning strikes the platform. The platform crumbles in a burst of flame. The boy picks up his hat from among the debris and cheerfully declares that he's safe.
Do you believe in God? Sanji asks after a long sigh of relief.
Stop talking and get ready. We've got more trouble heading our way. The swordsman commands, but Sanji can feel the slight relaxation of his grip.
"Jeez, these guys are so persistent." the man runs down the street in the rain, his three swords sheathed on his side. The boy he calls his captain follows closely behind him, and after that a mob of marines.
Wanna just stop and fight them off? Sanji smirks. He's just had a good dose of action after a long break, but you can never have too much action.
There'll be no end to them, and we need to get to the ship fast. His master insists.
"Roronoa Zoro!" Sanji hears a sweet and familiar voice ahead of them and can't help but wiggle in the little room he has in his sheathe. Ah, it's Tashigi-chan! Has she come to take him away after all?
"To think that you were Roronoa Zoro! And a pirate, too! You were just toying with me all along!" the beautiful marine girl shouts.
You bastard, what did you do to her? Sanji hisses at the man.
Just shut up will you? You were right there the last time I met her. The man hisses back.
"I shall take back that Wado Ichimonji." Tashigi-chan draws her sword and points it at Zoro.
"Just try it." Zoro smirks and draws the white sword before telling the boy to go on without him.
You brute, don't you dare harm that lady! I warned you! I'll cut you down you hear me? Sanji snaps at the man as the two swords collide.
Then you'd better make sure of that yourself, curly. Zoro removes one hand from the white sword and draws Sanji from his sheathe.
What the fuck are you- wait, wait, WAIT NO YOU BASTARD! I SWEAR I'LL SHRED YOU TO PIECES YOU FUCKING SCUM! Sanji snarls as he sees the marine lady's sword spin through the air and his own blade approaching her unguarded shoulder at alarming speed. He manages to reach the wall behind her with his tip and slow the downward swing to a stop, barely scraping her jacket.
"I can't hand over this sword to anyone, no matter what." the swordsman whispers to the lady before sheathing his swords and walking away, completely ignoring Sanji's ongoing string of curses.
"Why didn't you cut me down? Is it because I'm a woman?" Tashigi-chan calls after him. Sanji hears one of Zoro's mental strings snap as the lady continues her rant about gender equality, and soon the swordsman replies with his own explosion of pent up frustration about a childhood friend. Sanji hears a string of laughter from the white sword over the bickering.
Zoro's an interesting guy, don't you think? The white sword muses, her voice strikingly similar to Tashigi-chan's.
I don't know about interesting, more like sadistic if you ask me. Sanji huffs, drawing another string of bright laughter from her.