The Going Merry

Been a looooong time. But here's part three! =]

Mon, 05 May 2008 05:07:27 GMT

Title: Circumstantial Evidence (3/ ?)
Rating: PG-13 ish
Pairing: Just straight Merryship
Word Count: I...have no idea. It amazes me that you all *do*.
Summary: Poor Nami feels as if she's gone off the deep end as feelings for her shipmates slowly but surely come to her attention.

Nami leaned her back against the galley door, her heart going a mile a minute. She closed her eyes against the noon sun, the picture of the four boys tangled together fresh in her mind and being played over and over again like some sick perverted mantra that she just knew could not be healthy.

The camera in her hand beeped and she took the waxy paper that it had ejected into her hands and, without looking at it, folded it into quarters and stuck it into her back pocket. She would keep that for later. Right now, the picture was so fresh in her head that she didn’t need a fabricated copy just yet.

Someone up there must love seeing her squirm, Nami thought as she glared at the sky and the innocent puffy white clouds floating above her. She knew it was wrong. She got that. She was trying to get over that. But to walk in on something like that…Sanji pressed up against Usopp, Luffy entangled in Zoro’s hold as Zoro’s arm snaked through Sanji and Usopp…

Nami shivered and she was ashamed to say that it had nothing to do with the less than not chilly weather.

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Sanji was not a happy camper. Thanks to that idiot swordsman and his band of bumbling idiots he had to start lunch all over again. True he had left the burner on, but that was only because that bloody swordsman decided to argue with him and he just lost his head.

Okay, fine. So he might have started the argument this time. But Zoro was asking for it! Right! So that obviously meant that it was all the swordsman’s fault. He couldn’t really find it in his heart to blame Luffy and Usopp, he knew that they had only been trying to save the food (though the price they placed on his guilt was steep). But all bets were off when it came to that idiot swordsman and his glorified butter-knives.

“Cut it out love-cook. I can feel your glare, it’s blowing my concentration.” Said swordsman commented as he continued to lift weights in the corner of the galley. He would usually be doing this out in the relative comfort of the upper deck, especially today with the sky clear and the sun pleasantly warm, but they were still in the middle of the impromptu meeting that their captain had called so he would make do. Even if said meeting had been slightly postponed until the end of lunch, Zoro could wait.

Sanji, refusing to cooperate with Zoro’s bait, declined to comment and just growled under his breath as he toasted bread for the cheese sandwiches he had been forced into making. Just because he felt guilty about yelling at them, Luffy and Usopp thought it gave them the right to pick the menu for the second attempt at today’s lunch. So, instead of something that could give him a culinary challenge, the two youngest crewmates decided on something drastically simple: Ham and cheese sandwiches. If Zeff knew, he would have kicked him from here to the corners of East Blue.

Usopp giggled from his corner of the galley as Luffy attempted to help him in his construction on…whatever it was he was making. Sanji thought it might be a radio but with the marksman one could never be sure. Resigned to his culinary un-stimulating fate, Sanji expertly flipped the bread one more time before laying a piece of cheese followed by thin pieces of ham onto the bread, pressing the two sides of the sandwich together with his spatula and stirring the sandwich around the pan so it wouldn’t stick.

Usopp giggled again and, though it wasn’t uncommon for the two youngest crewmembers to be reduced to giggles when left to their own devices, there was something different about that giggle. Sanji, worried about his kitchen and decided in that it had witnessed enough horrors for one day, turned around with the intention to put a stop to whatever deviousness might be in play.

Choking on his words before they managed to even get past his lips, Sanji’s single visible eye widened in shock as he gazed at the two figures sitting cross-legged on Usopp’s workstation. Luffy had stolen Usopp’s bandana and was attempting to make…well, Sanji just assumed it might have been origami, out of it. Sanji spared a thought to guess that the tangled mass of fabric might be a swan, but his full attention was focused on the sniper. Without his customary checkered bandana, Usopp’s curls fell free around his face. Sanji was a little distraught. Usopp was…beau—

“Oi! Shitty love cook! Don’t burn this food, too!” The voice of the idiotic swordsman was enough to pull Sanji from his misguided thoughts before he made a mental mistake. It was just a slip. With his hair down, Usopp kind of looked like a girl. That’s all there was to it. Nothing else. Nope. Besides, Sanji was in love with Nami-chan!

“Shut it, moss-head. I’m working on it.” Sanji growled at the smirking figure whose rhythmic weight handling movements hadn’t broken stride. Managing to mostly hide his blush, Sanji reached over and slipped the last sandwich onto a plate all ready occupied by its brethren. Thumbing off the stove with an expert flick, he shot Zoro another look.

“What?” Zoro said suspiciously and Sanji was gratified to notice that his movements slowed noticeably.

“Since you’re not doing anything, go set the table.” Sanji said, grinning evilly as he pointed towards the cupboards above his head where the table settings were placed. Surprisingly, the only sound of protest that Zoro made was to huff in annoyance before setting his weights down and standing up, stretching his back as he walked towards Sanji and the cupboards.

Sanji, who had yet to move from his position, had enough time to widen his eye again before he had a back full of sweaty swordsman reaching over him to get to the plates above his head.

“H-Hey! Wait ‘till I move!” Sanji stuttered, grasping the plate-load of sandwiches firmly in his hands and tilting his head forward so that his bang hid most of his blush.

“Whatever. Didn’t look like you were going to move any time soon.” Zoro replied, as he took down the plates and walked over to the table. Sanji took a second to calm himself before bringing the food over to the table, careful not to look at Zoro’s face as he did.

Bloody Swordsman.

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Usopp was happy that Sanji’s guilt had given him the opportunity to eat one of his childhood favorites. It wasn’t that he didn’t like Sanji’s regular cooking, no one in their right mind wouldn’t like the cook’s scrumptious meals, it was just that he had been gone from home for so long that he had almost forgotten entirely the smells, the colors, the feelings, the tastes of his island and just something as simple as a ham and cheese sandwich would be enough to calm the growing tide of homesickness that was slowly threatening to overwhelm him. Even his pictures as of late of his island were loosing their luster; the blues and greens melding together until he couldn’t remember what that paint had represented or why that line was there. He needed something.

When mentioning it to his captain, Luffy had said that he had never had one before. Describing it in detail, Usopp painted a picture of a glorious masterpiece of ham and cheese and bread that Luffy could hardly wait to have one. When Sanji heard their decision, Usopp could see his face fall. What, he expected something complicated? Usopp was very impressed with their cook’s skills, yes, and under normal circumstances he would have been happy to oblige with a challenge, but right now all he wanted was something to remind him that somewhere in this big world there were people who loved him and would remember him if something should happen to him.

Thankfully, Sanji had been nice enough to agree to their demands (though Usopp knew it was only because he felt guilty for yelling at them) and commenced with the making of the sandwiches. As the smell of home slowly wafted through the kitchen as Sanji started to work, Usopp’s spirits lifted marginally. Though not fast enough that his captain failed to notice.

“What’s up?” Luffy asked as he settled against the wall facing Usopp and began to tinker with a few stray parts he found on the floor. The sniper giggled and continued to fiddle with the slowly forming radio in his hands.

“Nothing. Just working.” Usopp said, steadily keeping his face down and eyes focused on what his hands were doing. Curse his captain and his ability to find the one time that Usopp didn’t want to talk about what he was feeling.

“You lie really well Usopp. But right now, you kind of suck.” Luffy declared. Usopp, shocked at his captain’s tone of voice, dropped his tools and looked up into startlingly serious eyes.

“Wh-What?” Usopp stuttered, eyes wide behind his goggles. His hands began to shake and he tore his eyes from those of his captain as he searched for the tools that he had just dropped. A screwdriver was placed before his nose and following up the hand that held it firmly in its grasp to the arm lead him once again to be captivated by Luffy’s stare.

“It’s nothing, captain. Just a little homesick.” Usopp replied, staring into Luffy’s eyes, pleading with him to just let him be this once. He was allowed to get angsty every once in a while, dammit! He was a teenager; he demanded and expected that right!

Usopp grasped the screwdriver and pulled it from his captain’s loosening fingers. He had just started to get back to work when that same hand reached out fast like a whip and fastened itself onto his chin, jerking his face back up to meet that of Luffy’s.

“Usopp. You are home.” It was like a physical punch to the stomach. Usopp’s eyes widened…he was home. He was home. This ship, these people, had in such a short amount of time, come to mean so much to him. His island, his Kaya…they might meet again but never under the same circumstances. He was a different man now. How could he even think to be sad? How could he ever forgotten that these people would care if he suddenly died? They were his nakama. They were his home.

“Luffy…” Usopp whispered as his captain’s gaze continued to bore into his. Tilting his head a little as he saw what he wanted in his sniper’s gaze, Luffy grinned crazily, back to his old self.

“Now come on Usopp! Enough moping!” Luffy said while whipping off Usopp’s goggles and bandana. Grasping onto it, Luffy made a show of unwrapping it and presenting it to Usopp, “Now just watch what I can do with this bandana!” Luffy then proceeded to wrap it this way and that, fold it clockwise and mesh it counterclockwise. It was on the third fold that Usopp figured out what he was attempting to do.

Usopp giggled again, staring at his captain as Luffy continued to mangle his poor bandana into unseemly shapes. Eyes softening, Usopp was glad that he had picked this captain to sail under.

Or, rather, that this captain had picked him.

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Despite what that stupid-love-cook might say, Zoro was not one to pick fights. He was just as happy lying around as he was training and anything that would get in the way of his preferred schedule was a Bad Thing. Arguing, as enjoyable as it was when with the love-cook, was, unfortunately, one of those Bad Things.

Nevertheless, this did not stop him from, at times, reveling in this enjoyable action. He was stuck in the galley, so there wasn’t much he could do besides weight training and that was quickly becoming boring. Surely just a little fight to keep off the mundane wouldn’t be that bad. Besides, Zoro thought with a smirk, he could practically feel the anger rolling off the cook in waves and he was completely sure that it was all directed at him. Somehow, the situation always ended up being his fault. Stupid predictable cook.

“Cut it out love-cook. I can feel your glare, it’s blowing my concentration.” Zoro said, smirking as the cook’s radiated anger only increased tenfold. Unfortunately, Zoro noticed with a frown, the cook refused to take his bait and only growled in return. Well, that’s no fun. The purpose was to entertain him, not ignore him.

Zoro was about to say something else when Usopp’s first giggle sounded out from across the room. Rolling his eyes, he spared a glance at the two youngest crewmates, thinking for sure that they must be getting into trouble and only hoping that Usopp could keep Luffy away from the really dangerous things.

His attempted quick glance quickly turned into a stare, however, as he noticed Usopp’s downward look and his captain’s intense one. What was going on over there? He had just started to stand up and see what he could do to help when Luffy shot him a look that clearly said leave it to him. Zoro shrugged, fine. Just make sure the Long Nose was okay. Though he knew it was physically impossible to convey that message in a single look, he tried to anyway and felt that some part must have reached Luffy who nodded and turned his attention back to the sniper. He said something that made Usopp drop his tools and become even more melancholy, however, and Zoro’s frown grew deeper. He said take care of him not scar him for life. He really needed to work on his silent-stare messages.

Shrugging, he figured that his captain knew best. As Usopp let loose a very un-Usopp like giggle, however, Zoro decided that he would just corner the sniper later to see if he really was okay. Snapping his attention back to the love-cook, he found that their youngest two had also ensnared his concentration. Zoro had to smirk, however, at the rapt fascination playing upon the cook’s face as he gazed at the sniper. What was he looking at anyway—

Zoro stopped cold. His arm froze in position of bringing the weight up to his chest. Frozen in mid-air, he almost forgot to breathe as he looked at what the cook was staring at in rapt fascination. He never knew that Usopp had such long hair…

Suddenly remembering that breathing was necessary for survival, Zoro choked a little and frantically began moving his arm up and down as he looked left and right to see if anyone had noticed his slip. Settling his arm back into rhythm as he gratefully realized that no one had seen, he spared another glance at the love-cook.

“Oi!” Zoro shouted. The cook should be paying more attention to his food and not at…at…he should be paying more attention to his food! “Shitty love cook! Don’t burn this food, too!”

Snapped out of his daze, Sanji mumbled something at him and turned back to his food, a light blush grazing his features. Zoro couldn’t help but notice that it brought out his eyes. Except he didn’t. Because this was the shitty love cook and he didn’t notice things like that.

Zoro went back to his exercising for about two minutes until he noticed a subtle change in the atmosphere. Slowing down his arm Zoro voiced his question, “What?”

He had a moment to wonder at the slow smile spreading across the cook’s face, “Since you’re not doing anything, go set the table.”

Zoro growled underneath his breath but made no other comment. He put his weights down and sauntered over to where he knew the plates were. He smirked to himself. Sanji wasn’t moving and he decided that a little payback was in order. Waltzing up to the cook who had his back oh-so conveniently turned towards him, Zoro pressed himself up against the cook, perhaps a little more then needed, as he reached above him to get the aforementioned dishes.

He felt the cook shudder underneath him and it was all he could do to control the smirk that was threatening to break his face into two, “H-Hey! Wait ‘till I move!” Sanji shouted from underneath him.

Attempting to mask his grin, Zoro replied with only a hint of a smile, “Whatever. Didn’t look like you were going to move any time soon.” Sanji made a quick escape from out from under him and rushed to put the food on the table. Zoro meandered over behind him, confidence in place as he noticed that Sanji refused to look him in the eyes.

Heh. Predictable love-cook.

(Fic) Cherry (Luffy/Zoro/Nami/Usopp/Sanji/Vivi/Chopper, PG-13)

Sat, 29 Dec 2007 17:03:50 GMT

Title: Cherry

Pairing: Luffy/Zoro/Nami/Usopp/Sanji/Vivi/Chopper
Rating: PG-13
Words: 881
Timeline: Drum Island

Summary: Together, all of them, new and old.

( Snowflakes twisted through the air, petal pink and enthralling as they arched above the curiously shaped mountain. )

Here goes nothing...

Sun, 18 Nov 2007 09:19:48 GMT

Title: Circumstantial Evidence (2/ ?)
Rating: PG-13 ish (I've never written anything higher, don't know if I'd be any good at it)
Pairing: Just straight Merryship
Word Count: I...have no idea. It amazes me that you all *do*.
Summary: Poor Nami feels as if she's gone off the deep end as feelings for her shipmates slowly but surely come to her attention.

A/N: I don't really know what I'm doing here, so I'm sorry if anything seems or feels weird. I've only written about two other One Piece fics and even then I've only written about three or four fics that have ever made it to the interenet. So I'm sorry if I make any of those first-timer's mistakes! Thank you anyway for reading! I have about three or four more chapters written that I just need to edit but after that I don't know when I'll get back to this fic...But I'm trying for sooner rather than later! Thank you for reading anyway and please let me know what you think!

Something was wrong with his navigator. And that, in and of itself, was not allowed and must be resolved immediately (which Zoro was kind enough to tell him meant “now” when Usopp used it in a sentence).

“But what if she doesn’t want our help? It’s not like we can force it on her.” Usopp was leaning up against his work stand in the galley, goggles pulled down over his eyes as he focused intently on the object in his lap. He had begun to absent mindedly tinker only because it gave his hands something to do. He was just as worried about Nami as the rest of the crew, but that still didn’t give them any right to interfere. Nami was an independent woman that could take care of herself. Usopp spared a moment to shudder; her frequent pelts to the head were proof of that.

“But if Nami-san is hurting we must come to her aid!” Sanji cried dramatically from the stove, flipping over the fried rice while simultaneously managing to swoon. Luffy was impressed; that took a lot of hand-eye…what was that word again? He paused for a whole second before deciding that he could live without knowing the answer right then. Besides, Zoro or one of his other crewmembers would know and as long as someone did he could rely on them.

“I’m with Long Nose on this one. If she wanted our help she would have asked for it.” Zoro spared the effort of cracking open a single eye from his spot in the corner of the galley, placed so that he could see every window and door while those gazing in from said openings would not be able to see him. Paranoid? What’s that?

“What?!” Sanji was immediately on the attack. Usopp sighed and focused more on the object in his lap. With a start he realized that he had slowly began the measured movements of constructing a radio. With a shrug he continued. It’d been a while since they’d stopped in any town and some music might just be the thing they needed.

Luffy, however, had more important matters to consider. As Sanji leapt up to defined his “Nami-chan” he had left the rice over the still lit burner. That was wrong. What if the food got hurt?! That was his lunch!

“Sanji?” Luffy asked hesitantly with an eye still on the frying pan. Sanji paid him no attention as he continued to yell at an increasingly pissed off swordsmen who could no longer retain his indifference to the cook and had stood up, yelling right back at him.

“Sanji?!” Luffy tried again as his sensitive food senses picked up the start of burning. The food! Someone save the food! Sanji and Zoro, now yelling in each other’s face, had no attention to spare for the frenzied captain. Frantically, Luffy sought out some solution to this looming crisis of mammoth proportions. Save the food!

Usopp had just gotten the main circuit to connect to the radio dish when he was forcibly dragged up into a standing position and shoved over to the stove where Sanji had been previously standing. Shouting in alarm, Usopp looked over to his man-handler to see that it was his captain looking like someone had kicked his puppy, kicked him, and then kicked his puppy and him at the same time.

“Luffy? What’s wrong?” Usopp shouted over Sanji and Zoro’s continuing argument. Though he was sure that by now they had given up reason and were just shouting insults at each other.

“The food, Usopp! Save the food!” Luffy cried, pointing to the stove top where a distinct sizzle could be heard as the rice fought against its burning fate.

“The food!?” Usopp screamed, just as concerned as Luffy. That was their lunch! Frantically, Usopp searched for the button that would turn off the stove. Grasping one knob, he turned it sharply to the right.

The resulting effect was not exactly desirable. Instead of the burner turning off and the rice being saved, the flame flared up, engulfing the whole pan as the previously calm sizzle turned into a cry of grain-like despair. Usopp screamed and Luffy jumped over to help. He thrust his hand onto the knob next to the one that Usopp still had his hand on and turned it to the right.

All though the flame that was slowly engulfing the rice didn’t get any bigger, the burner to the left suddenly burst into a huge, blue-centered ball of fire. Usopp screamed again, this time joined by Luffy, as they both frantically pushed button after button in an attempt to turn off the monstrosity that used to be the stove that used to be cooking their once delicious meal.

Distracted from their argument by the kitchen seemingly bursting into flame and the screams of their youngest crew members, Zoro and Sanji shared a look of annoyance and declared a silent, temporary truce before darting over to help their frantic captain and sniper. Sanji reached through the tangle of limbs towards one of the knobs, leaning over Usopp and around Luffy. Zoro, in an attempt to stop the desperate screaming as well, reached around Luffy and under Sanji for the other knob. As the older teens brought the knobs to the left, the fires died down along with Luffy and Usopp’s screaming until the only thing left was a pitiful wail that continued in the back of Usopp’s throat.

“What the HELL did you two think you were doing?!” Sanji screamed, hand still on the knob. Usopp, whose ears were dangerously close to Sanji’s mouth, keened a little louder. A brief flash of guilt flashed through Sanji’s eyes as he regarded the tortured teen in front of him. Even though Usopp had his back to him, with his hands leaning on the countertop on either side of his body Sanji could still feel his shaking. Sanji’s guilt only increased as he realized that he had made the stupid mistake of leaving the burner on in the first place. He was a better cook than that! He had left those novice mistakes behind him long ago, but Zoro just managed to get under his skin and he couldn’t think straight and…

“But…the food! We just wanted to save the food!” Luffy wailed as he pointed at the burnt mess that might of once resembled some form of rice. Sanji, his misplaced anger and shame now able to find a less pitiful outlet, turned his gaze onto his captain.

“Save the food? Save the food?! By burning it to a crisp?”

“Hey, watch it love-cook. They didn’t do it on purpose.” Zoro defended, stepping between Luffy and Sanji, one of his arms on the other side of Luffy while his right remained stretched under Sanji and over Usopp on top of the second knob.

Because of their close quarters and his unwillingness to yell into Usopp’s ear again, Sanji refrained from shouting. Much.

“Then they should have gotten me! That was our lunch!” Sanji screamed-whispered at Zoro. The green-haired swordsman glared and opened his mouth to retaliate in equal quiet-loudness when the galley door burst open and the subject of their previous conversation entered the room.

“What’s going on in here?! I could hear the commotion all the way up on the—…what are you guys doing?” Nami stopped short. She must be dreaming. No way would her crewmates be caught in this position in real life. This was just one of her messed up, hormone induced fantasies. Right.

But just in case…Nami reached behind her and tore out her camera from its resting place on one of the galley shelves. Snapping a picture before any of the boys could react, she then backed out the door and shut it with a click.

The boys in the galley were left stunned, none having moved an inch.

“So…still think that an intervention’s not in order?” Sanji asked, removing one hand from around Usopp to get at the smokes in his pocket.

Zoro grunted, “Stupid love-cook.” Usopp just sighed and slumped against Sanji. The cook smirked over at their captain and Luffy grinned as his crew’s affirmative (as hard-pressed as they may be) agreements to the Find Out What’s Wrong With Nami and Fix It Plan were officially given.

First time and I hope this works...

Thu, 15 Nov 2007 06:05:58 GMT

Title: Circumstantial Evidence (1/ ?)
Rating: PG-13 ish (I've never written anything higher, don't know if I'd be any good at it)
Pairing: Just straight Merryship
Word Count: I...have no idea. It amazes me that you all *do*.

Summary: Poor Nami feels as if she's gone off the deep end as feelings for her shipmates slowly but surely come to her attention.

To say that Nami was confused would be the understatement of the century. She could understand that her hormones would be going wild, what with her being only eighteen, beautiful, and at the age where she could be looking for a partner, but this was a little much.

Luffy she could understand. He saved her from Arlong and had refused to believe that she could ever betray them because she was his nakama. He trusted her. That bond enough—that love he had shown her—would undoubtedly foster some sort of attraction for him in her. But that was fine; she could get over that as long as her captain stopped being so sweet and adorable and nice and accommodating and—

But that was fine because she could get over it.

Zoro, on the other hand, had done nothing to gain her affections. Okay, yes, he had a body that might as well have been sculpted by the gods, she could give him that. And yes, at times he could say the most endearing things without ever meaning to. And yes, at times, he could be so sincere that she would weep at the thought of ever thinking of leaving. And yes—

But once again, she could get over it.

Usopp, however, was one big mystery to her. There was no physical attraction—she was sure! Just because he had thick, curly hair, eyelashes that were long enough to make her jealous, and a trim waist just begging to be pawed at meant absolutely nothing to her. Really.

Sanji was the straw that broke the camels back. He was wonderful, chivalrous, and beautiful. If she could just say that she was in love with this prince charming it could make her messed up wishful love life so much easier to bear. Not to mention she was sure it would make him overly ecstatic.

So she could say she was in love with him. But she couldn’t say she was in love only with him and until she could say that she best keep her mouth shut and spurn his advances while eyeing every other male member of the crew, her hands itching to run through hair, over a chiseled chest, knock off a straw had, and pluck out a cigarette. But this was hormones, surely, and Nami was nothing if not patient. She could wait for this stage of lust to pass and for her emotional baggage to get itself in line before making any kind of move.

So what if this had been going on for months? She could wait some more. Emotional matters were very complicated after all and she just knew it would be resolved if she just gave it some more time. Meanwhile, however, it was becoming harder and harder for her to halt her cravings. She would find herself sneaking into the men’s cabin after dark and just looking at her boys. She was entranced by them—but just a little while longer and all this would just be a lustful fantasy and she just needed to met the right man not men because it was impossible to be in love with four adorable, loving, sweet, caring, attentive males at one time.

It…it just was, dammit!

(Fic) Cog (Luffy/Zoro/Nami/Usopp/Sanji/Chopper/Robin/Franky, NC-17)

Mon, 23 Apr 2007 21:50:56 GMT

Title: Cog

Pairing: Nakamaship - OT8 ♥
Rating: NC-17
Words: 2685
Timeline: Post-Enies Lobby

Notes: Orgy, baby!

Summary: He's learning that there's a reason the Straw Hats run like a well-oiled machine.

( "W-what about your watch?" )

I have a present!

Fri, 06 Apr 2007 18:20:24 GMT

Title: Mysteries Revealed
Rating: PG
Pairing: Chopper/Robin/Franky, Merryship
Word Count: 1,061
Summary: Franky is a mystery to Chopper...a loud, blatant mystery, but a mystery nonetheless. Hopefully, he can solve this particular puzzle, with Robin's help.
Author's Notes: I wrote this for spiderflower, who expressed a desire to see a fic in which Franky gets together with Robin and Chopper, due to the fact that the rest of the crew is all together. She may very well have been joking, but I wrote in anyway.

Franky had explained that it was technically stretching. Stretching was very important, he’d explained, because it helps keep both biological and mechanical components in peak condition. It was part of why he was so strong, he’d said. Everyone ought to stretch if they want to be as strong as Franky was. He’d even gotten a slightly perplexed Zoro to verify this for him.

It still looked like dancing to Chopper.

Robin told Chopper one day during Franky’s stretching routines that yes, it was important to stretch, and that that was a good excuse, but Chopper hadn’t been quite sure what she meant by that. That was okay, though. He would never be bored as long as he had all of Robin’s little mysteries to work out.

Chopper did like to watch Franky stretch, though. It was…interesting. There wasn’t a particular pattern to it, not that Chopper could see, but there was definitely some sort of system. Apparently, everyone had their own little mysteries.

Love, Robin had once told him, was the biggest mystery. There was no rhyme or reason to it, no room for logic or simple equations. It was something that flowed, that moved, that constantly changed; it could not be tracked or charted. There was no recipe for love, and it could not be mapped; it could not be won by a blade and it held no room for lies. It was, however, a flexible thing (emotionally, not physically, but Chopper thought that the point still stood).

Chopper had also learned, from Robin and also from observation, that there were different types of love. There was the love between all of them, the love of nakama, like a web holding them together, and then there was that certain other type of love that Chopper stood outside of, as did Robin, and now, Franky.

It was the sort of love that compelled Sanji to drag a semi-conscious Luffy from the water and curse him for causing Sanji to ruin his new shirt in one breath and ask him if he was all right or needed anything in the next.

It was the kind of the love that allowed Nami and Usopp to pull off a subtly masterful prank that resulted in Zoro waking up to a water balloon filled with blueberry syrup to the face with the culprits literally nowhere to be found.

The love that had Sanji and Zoro fighting like stray dogs one moment and sitting together in companionable silence the next, and that made Nami laugh when Luffy plopped his hat onto her head and grinned, and that saw Usopp telling Sanji wild and unbelievable stories that made him smile while he cooked supper.

That was the kind of love Chopper had for Robin, he supposed, and that she had for him. Their love was the kind in which Robin read her books aloud while Chopper listened in fascination, and that caused Chopper to work that much harder to find a cure for all diseases, and that kept them both up at night, watching the stars together. They made each other happy, and they solved life’s mysteries together.

Chopper wondered if Robin could help him solve the mystery that was Franky.

He seemed so obvious, so blatant, as if he was hiding nothing; all of his actions served to present himself to the world as if to say “Take me or leave me.” But Chopper knew, because he could be quite intelligent on his own if need be, that if he were to ask Franky about his past and his family, he would receive a answer that was defensive and avoidant in the loudest and most forthright manner possible.

He also knew that when Usopp told story of the beautiful maiden in distress that he very nearly did not manage to rescue, Franky did not, in fact, have something in his eye. Nor was he simply plotting how to best repair Luffy’s latest architectural mishap when he leaned on the railing and looked far out to sea.

Everyone has mysteries. Franky’s mysteries were trapped deep under layers of bravado that had been building up for a lifetime, and that wouldn’t be peeling away any time soon. But that was okay. Chopper was patient. Chopper was good at observing quietly and waiting for abnormalities in a pattern to appear.

And he would find out eventually, he was certain, even though Franky was one large abnormality who didn’t have a pattern.

He did have a system, though. Chopper could see it, and he wondered if Robin could see it, too; if she was looking for it. She must be looking for something, what with the way she watch him stretch, or dance, or whatever he was honestly doing.

Chopper sat next to Robin on the deck one day and watched with her. It was, they both decided (with a glance at each other, they way their mutual realizations tended to be made), definitely dancing. One did not stretch for a crowd. It was not the sort of activity that is done as a performance. Dancing, however, is.

As he watched, Chopper wondered if Robin liked to dance. He wondered if he, himself, liked to dance. He had never tried it before. He looked at Robin, inquiring, and she smiled at him; a smile of mysteries revealed. And Chopper smiled back.

“Franky?” Chopper asked, and the cyborg looked over his shoulder, halting mid-pose to accept the forthcoming question. Robin stood beside the reindeer, smiling a small, patient smile, with her hands folded in front of her. “Can we join you?”

There was a long pause as Franky considered this. He dropped the pose and turned to face them, wearing an expression that could only be described as guarded, and uncharacteristically so. This was followed by a nearly unnoticeable split-second of vulnerable that was chased away by a broad grin.

“Sure,” said Franky, and then he paused, because there was something he wasn’t quite ready to give up, but then… “If you know how to dance.”

“You might have to teach us,” Robin said, still smiling. Franky grinned all over again, slow this time, like dawning realization.

Chopper knew that they all had things to learn from each other, and a lot of mysteries to solve, and he knew that it was going to be a journey finding them all out.

Thu, 15 Feb 2007 04:18:01 GMT

For Valentine's Day. I had a "request a drabble" thread in onepieceyaoi, and this was one of them. It ran a little long.

Title: Welcome Home
Rating: PG-13 for implications
Pairing: All the Strawhats. Yes, all of them.
Word Count: 778
Summary: The crew plans a surprise for Usopp on his first day back.
Author's Notes: Lots of speculation about the Thousand Sunny. Also, possible mauling Franky's character. I'm sorry. I don't know him well. Oh, and if this is not acceptable, being that it's got all eight crewmembers, kick me and I'll take it down.

After dinner, Nami told Usopp that there was a surprise for him, but that he had to give them time to set it up. Usopp wasn’t normally fond of surprises simply because the majority of them tended to be nasty, but this seemed like it might be a good one. After all, it was his first day back. So he sat at the kitchen table, swinging his legs back and forth, staring at the clock and waiting for five minutes as instructed. Then he got up and went to his room.

He’d claimed his room when he was first given the tour of the Thousand Sunny, and he’d put all of his clothes and possessions away. He remembered commenting that it didn’t feel right; something about it was off. Chopper had remarked that it just wasn’t lived in enough, and Luffy had announced that they would all just have to sleep in the sick bay for the first few nights to get used to the…what was it, Robin, and Robin had told him that the word was “atmosphere” and Luffy had nodded decisively.

But Sanji had said that the surprise was in Usopp’s room, so to his room he went. He opened the door (which was kind of neat, in a way, considering that Usopp hadn’t had a room with a proper door since he lived back in Syrup Village) and found everyone waiting for him inside. Well, he supposed he’d expected everyone to be there; why wouldn’t they be? So he closed the door and walked into the middle of the room. Nami and Robin were both sitting on his bed (something else he hadn’t had one of in a while), and they were holding hands, which struck Usopp as a little odd because normally they only did that when they thought no one was looking. But that was okay.

Zoro was sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the bed, next to Robin’s legs, just looking at Usopp. Not in an unnerving way; it was just a look. Sanji was also looking at him, leaning against the dresser and smiling slightly. Chopper was there, in human form, standing with his hands behind his back next to the wall. He was smiling, too, somewhat shyly. Usopp was beginning to wonder what was going on, at this point, especially because Franky, who was standing in the corner, looked…awkward. Awkward was not something Usopp had seen on Franky before (his face was bold, but his posture said that he was out of his element).

Luffy, most notably, was standing in the middle of the room, grinning his trademark damn-fool grin. At this point, Usopp had more than a few questions running through his mind, but then one that came out of his mouth when he opened it (by chance more than conscious decision) was “So what’s the surprise?”

“Us,” Luffy said happily, spreading his arms wide, to indicate everyone in the room.

Usopp opened his mouth to speak, but it quickly became clear that no words were forthcoming. All of his crewmates were smiling now, ranging from Franky’s brazen grin to Robin’s secretive smirk. Nami was beaming sunnily and Zoro’s lips were quirked up at the corner; Chopper’s smile was shy and reserved, while Sanji’s was an open invitation.

“You gonna stand there with your mouth open all day or come over here?” Zoro said, and stood up. Nami and Robin did too, and on some tacit signal, everyone advanced upon Usopp like friendly, stalking panthers.

“G-guys?” Usopp said, but Robin cut him off with a finger to his lips. Sanji lifted her hand away, intertwining their fingers, and covered Usopp’s mouth with his own.

“We missed you,” Chopper said, breaking out into a grin.

“Don’t ever leave us again,” Nami ordered, quite seriously, and moved in to press herself up against him.

Zoro didn’t say anything, only smiled and planted a kiss on Usopp’s neck. Luffy wrapped around Usopp from behind, nuzzling his ear, and stretched one arm to the back of the room to grab Franky by the sleeve and haul him forward. The newest Strawhat pirate stood awkwardly between Sanji, who was still busy kissing Usopp, and Robin, who was unbuttoning Usopp’s overalls and Sanji’s shirt and Luffy’s vest and untying Zoro’s boots all at the same time, until Robin used her two indigenous hands to pull Franky down by the collar and gave him a reassuring kiss.

Usopp stood in the middle of the fray, mostly just allowing himself to be mauled, and all he could think through the happy haze beginning to descend upon his brain was Wow, it’s good to be home.

glances around

Mon, 29 Jan 2007 04:39:50 GMT

Hi! I'm Leone. I don't think anyone actually posts here anymore, but maybe some people still look around on occasion, and if that is the case it's worth joining.

So. I'm a Merryshipper, thanks to my friend Jameth (don't think I don't see you on the watch list, Jame) who got me involved in One Piece and the One Piece fandom and the idea that, in the words of one of my favorite fic writers, Guardian1, "the original five-man crew of the Going Merry are all married to each other forever and ever and ever amen".

Also, I write fanfic. I've been told it's of at least decent quality, and in some cases, pretty good. I've written a drabble (well, 266 words) that is of the Merryshipping persuasion, and I'm going to post it here so people can read it. If anyone likes it, I'll write some more and post that too, because that's how I roll.

It started innocently enough. Everyone had a few drinks after dinner, and Sanji and Zoro had a few more after the others left the galley. They got to talking, just a bit drunkenly, about things that weren’t really important. A question was posed. A discussion began, which quickly morphed into an argument.

It was obvious that neither of the two could answer the question and that an objective opinion was needed, so they brought in a third party. First, they asked Luffy.

“I dunno,” the captain said, with a shrug and smile, and bounced off to get himself into trouble. So they took it to Usopp instead.

“I, um, I don’t, uh, I have watch in two minutes I should go bye,” was the marksman’s reply as he rushed out the door in a panic. Thwarted again, they went to Nami.

“That’s easy,” the navigator answered blithely, not even bothering to look up from her magazine. “Zoro is.”

“Him?!” Sanji roared, chivalry momentarily forgotten in an attack of shocked rage. The swordsman smirked triumphantly, because of course he had known all along that this was the obvious answer, and because he had one up on the chef.

“Sure,” Nami said with a shrug, staring at Sanji as if she had no idea why he could possibly be so upset. “You try too hard.”

Sanji slumped against the railing, defeated and wondering where he had gone wrong. Zoro crossed his arms and looked down at his opponent, wearing an expression so smug that it could have peeled the paint from walls. “Told you I’m a better kisser.”

Fri, 17 Nov 2006 02:51:12 GMT

*snerk*

Fri, 03 Nov 2006 08:58:47 GMT

HEY MY DROOGS

This is my challenge to you all as community users!

Merryship: the FST (fandom sound track, for those not in the know). Which songs would you use? Why? Lyrics deeply appreciated!

Also, we totally need a shipping manifesto, just to show the world that we're all ~~horrible~~ awesome. But previous to that, let's prove how ultra-nerdy we are by searching our playlists for Merryship songs. Depressingly, there are few songs which go along the lines of, 'I Have Sex With Four Other People', but let's rise to the occasion!

Fansite rec! And translation. Happy early birthday, Zoro!

Thu, 02 Nov 2006 20:22:08 GMT

Welcome to Love & Piece. Here's what you do. You hit 'Gallery' on the left there, (the fourth box under "Other Coupling" is a Merryship,) scroll down in that frame a little, and click the box under 'Picture-book.'

The title given is "Kiss the Navigator!" The pairing given is "ALL x Nami." We are particularily talking about Robin, Luffy, Sanji, and Zoro. Very much about Zoro. The characterization is pretty much perfect.

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Usopp: Well, in the spirit of today being our beloved navigator's blessed birthday, all of us crew got together,

and thought, in gratitude and love for all she does, we'd each give Nami a birthday kiss!

Nami: ......... wow, what a plan.... Really, I'd rather just get money for my birthday...
.... ... well, allright though...
--
Usopp: Well then, with your permission, if I may...
--
Usopp: Aw, I'll just give you a peck on the forehead.... happy birthday, Nami.
Nami: Thanks!
Usopp: Don't fixate on money so much this year.
Nami: Hmmm, nope, not happening. ^^
--
Robin: I'll take my turn next, then.
Nami: Eh? You too?
--
Robin: Happy birthday, Miss Navigator. Thank you for a lovely voyage thus far.
Nami: Thanks. .... Somehow this is more embarassing than if it were one of the boys.
Robin: Hahaha.
--
Chopper: M, me next.... (ba-dum ba-dum)
--
Nami: Chopper, you'll give me one too?
Chopper: Y, yeah. ...... but I've never done one before. You have to pick where you do it, right?
--
Nami: Well then, you can get one from me. ^^
Chopper: Uwa! I- I'm not happy or anything at all just 'cuz you did that, you jerk! XD XD XD
... oh, uh, happy birthday Nami!
Nami: Thank you, Chopper. ^^
-- ((please to be observing Luffy's expression here. LOOK AT IT.))
Luffy: Okay, me next!
Nami: Aye aye, and where are you planning to.... o!!
-- ((HAHAHA))
Nami: A.........
Luffy: Nami! Happy birthday!
Nami: ..... th, thanks...
--
Nami: .... Should I have expected that? Probably. Was I expecting that? Hell no. ... man, you're direct....
Luffy: Heeheehee! I knew it! Nami tastes great!
Nami: ...................
-- Artists's note: *I changed Nami's clothes for no reason. Oh no, it wasn't for Sanji's benefit. Not at all. :3
Sanji: Nami, my lo~~~ve! :D :D Have you been waiting!? :D Next up is your very own personal Love Cook &hearts.W
Nami: ..... no, I haven't really been waiting, so...
Sanji: Aw~ you're teasing me~ :D you really are so very cute, Nami my dearest.
Nami: ... No, I'm not teasing you either, so...
Sanji: nnnn~~~ :D oh, I love cool, collected Nami too~ :D
Nami: ...........
--
Sanji: ... Well, to start. A return of my own birthday present. :)
Nami: .... "to start"?
-- (Sanji: *LEER* Nami: The hell are you doing.)
Sanji: ... yes, to staart.
Nami: ................
-- (Nami: I knew it...)
Sanji: ...and now, the main event.......
Nami: ...u ........
-- (NNN~ ♥ ~hug hug~ ~waver~)
Nami: (indistinct quiet sounds)
--
... BAM!!
Nami: ... hhaa! WAY too much!!! I'm gonna charge you for that!!!
Sanji: hhaaa~ :D :D I'm so happy~~~~~ ♥.W
--
Sanji: ... Happy birthday, my beloved, dearest Nami. At any age, you're adorable and I love you.
Nami: .... thanks, Sanji.
((there is a typo here that makes it look like Luffy says this. I lol'd.))
--
Sanji: ...and then, one more, nnn~~~ ^_W
Nami: ...m!!!
......BAM!!!
-- ((You may note Ms. Mizushima is fond of Zoro/Nami.))
Nami: ..... and? You going to or not?
Zoro: .......... looks ridiculous from start to finish.
Nami: ... yeah, that's what I thought.
--
Nami: Well then, to get this over with, you too...
Zoro: ...hey! What the hell!
-- (grab!!)
Nami: Well, that's done. Thanks so much, everybo...
Zoro: ........... hold on just a second!
Nami: Hm? Whaaat, you aren't going to do it, are you? ...!
-- (grip)
Zoro: Changed my mind.
Nami: ... ah?
Zoro: Now that I think about it, I'm always the one taking shit from you. Sometimes turnabout is fair play.
Nami: ... w, wait a sec, Zoro! ....!!!
--
Nami: (noises) ... ha... wai... Zo- ro.... (noises)
--
Nami: .... h, haa .......
.......... dammit Zoro!!!!
Zoro: Wahahahahaa!!
--
Zoro: 'nother year, huh. Aren't you getting old?
Nami: Oh, shut up! We're the same age! If I'm old then you're older, way older! And a dirty old man besides!
Zoro: Ahaha!
--
Zoro: .....maybe.
Nami: ...!!!! DAMMIT!! ZORO!!
Zoro: Aahahahaha!
--- END ---

Tue, 25 Jul 2006 03:36:27 GMT

Title: Revolution
Summary: Vivi gets a letter. Nothing ever changes.
Wordcount: 720
Rating: G. It may have turned out more like genfic? I was thinking OT6 when I wrote it.

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To my dearest, love of my life, light of my soul, most divine and exquisite flower of grace and loveliness inexpressible by mortal pen, beloved, gloriously beauteous Vivi,

“He left out ‘radiant’.” Vivi sounded faintly worried. “I wonder if something’s wrong.”

Our ship is darkened, our lives incomplete. Our hearts ache as one with the keen lack of your radiant presence.

“Oh good, there it is.” Her father and three de-facto uncles stared. “...yes?”

Aside, however, from this grievous and irreplaceable loss- ah! ‘tis hardly a thing I can put aside at all- we’re doing fairly well. (As you may have heard.) Life is much as you might expect. Good food, great adventure, pesky Marines, pesky pirates, pesky Devil Fruiters of various make and method trying to kill us. Random monsters trying to kill us. The Grand Line trying to kill us. So all in all life really is quite good- except we miss you, darling, come back to us. Extend thy celestial hand and bestow upon us your soft touch of love once more- Luffy in particular needs a punch to the head nearly every day, as you well know, and nobody can do that like you can. Although dearest Nami of course has her own precisely perfected- and upon said lady’s request I am relinquishing the quill. Until next time, my delicate little tigerlily, and may that time be very soon!

VIVI. God, try wrenching a pen out of Sanji’s hand when he’s spewing flowers all over the page. How ARE you, babe? Stupid question, you’re doing great, running your country, having a hell of a good time. (You’d BETTER be, anyway!) We’re pretty good ourselves, as you can probably tell by the return address- yes, go ahead and look again, that IS Marine Headquarters. Yes. No, of course we didn’t. Well yeah, we kinda did. Yes, we are enjoying this. Yes, I am reading your mind, from a jillion leagues away and a few months in the past. Yes, I am just that goo---~``

Yo. Vivi. It’s Zoro. Everyone misses you. I told ‘em they should’ve kidnapped you and nobody listened. And then Nami read in the papers that you’re going on a trip. So are you coming or what? #**^```#~

Vivi stopped laughing, breath stilled in her throat.

oh, fuck Zoro, I wanted to get to ask that. Yes, Vivi, I read the big news about Alabastan Coming-of-Age for royalty and going abroad on a grand journey and--``~_#^&*(

This Is An Official Missive From Captain Usopp, Leader of a Thousand Ships, To Princess Nefertari Vivi, Heir to the Throne of Alabasta, Because Nami Already Had Her Turn With The Pen. Vivi. You can’t go out on the sea alone. C’MON. You might get kidnapped by PIRATES. Actually that’s really more of a sure thing, because by the time this letter gets there we’ll probably have passed Jaya and be headed your way. Normally the mails would be faster, but like all World Government-related services there’s going to be a few. You know. Snags. In the immediate future. I have foreseen it with my remarkable gift for precognition.

Chopper’s getting the pen now because he’s bouncing up and down for it. You know how it is.

Vivi! You’re going to come sail with us again, right? Luffy says so, anyway, and Luffy’s never wrong about stuff like this. So we had a cleaning day and made room in the girls’ cabin for three and made space for your stuff in storage and everything, and that means you’re gonna come! Right? I miss you lots. Luffy wants to say some stuff now.

Princess. This is Nico Robin, ship archeologist, taking dictation from the Captain. We’ve made acquaintance before, but I’m quite looking forward to meeting you in my current capacity. I’ve been one of the Straw Hats for very close to two years, and I’m sure I don’t need to dwell upon the personal effect of extended stay on the Going Merry. Suffice to say I am deeply impressed at the strength of conviction you must hold to have ever been able to part company with this particular crew.

Quoth the Captain:

“Vivi. We’re coming to get you.

Wait for us.”

Signed,

The Straw Hat Pirates　　　　　　　　　　　　　with love

Okay so

Wed, 19 Jul 2006 17:40:25 GMT

As long as I'm going back and forth with CZ over crewmate massages and with Spider over Bon Clay's fanfic and Usopp's dramatic interpretation thereof, it occurs to me that this is a great spot for discussion in which we can all partake. Yay!

So anyway, I have a question in relation to a mostly-done ficthing. What do you envision the Strawhats' handwriting to be like? I see Sanji's as kind of loopy but not too fruity, and Usopp scrawls, and Robin's nice and neat and bland, but what about Nami? Does Chopper do a doctor's scribble or did Doctorine make him learn to be legible? Is Zoro's calligraphic like his sensei taught him or is it more blocky and bare-bones functional?

Luffy can write a little. He wrote Nami's name on that one fishgirl sketch. But if he knows more than his alphabet I will be v. surprised.

Re: hatbra

Tue, 18 Jul 2006 05:01:02 GMT

Just for you. JUST for you. (It is rough and kind of sucksy okay)

Title: (as yet untitled)
Word Count: 660(ish)
Rating: I guess it is maybe a little R!
Summary: The default icon for this comm.
Warnings: None. Set anywhere there is OT5.
Special Note: First draft scribbled on scrap paper in ancient Minoan ruins. Thus is the inspiration of the ages. It needs a title.

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Mmmmmmm.

It was late night on the Going Merry, and life was good.

It was Nami's room this time. Shower day for Luffy, Nami had pronounced him clean enough to share her bed, and the rest had made a quick pact to throw him in the water a lot more often than twice a month. For the sake of the now-very-well-worn guys' couch, Usopp declared, and nobody argued the point.

Once Luffy was persuaded to stop bouncing, things had gotten very interesting very quickly. There was mutual divestation of shirts. This immediately made Nami more interesting than anybody else. She didn't mind.

But life at sea is rough work, and late-night shenanigans really aren't on for a bunch of pirates who plan on catching the dawn breeze. They fell into a comfortable haze, skin to skin and breath to breath. The waves rocked the boat, five heartbeats slowed together, and Nami was just debating whether it was worth the effort to shift her head two inches and kiss Zoro when her captain let out a quiet giggle.

She blinked up at the dim ceiling, and smiled. He was probably already asleep. Maybe he was having a good dream. ...Maybe she was, too.

"Hee!!" No, that did sound like a waking laugh, and he was shifting against Zoro's other side. Aw. Nami supposed no perfect peace could last forever, but she'd been counting on a couple more minutes. The lethargic haze lifted a little as Luffy sat up, snickering uncontrollably. Nami turned to look at him, and it fled like mist in the noonday sun.

"Luffy." Her tone immediately stirred the others. Usopp tensed in reflexive self-defense.

"Stop wearing my bra as a hat. Now."

"But Nami, Nami look!" Luffy protested. He bounced up on his knees, pulled the strings tied under his nose out to either side, and pasted on a mock scowl. "I'm Owner Zeff!"

Sanji gave an immediate and violent heave, upsetting the collective balance and rolling Luffy straight off. Nami would have been tossed about a bit herself, if Usopp hadn't stuck his face in her shoulder in a valiant but futile effort to muffle uproarious guffaws. Thus encouraged Luffy immediately jumped up and folded his arms, scowling all the harder down at his crew over the dangling white strings. One cup slid down and hit his nose. Usopp gave up and rolled over, laughing fit to bust.

With a sigh that held the weight of the world, hefted it in one hand, and considered how hard one would have to throw it to be lethal, Nami detangled herself and sat up. Okay, partway up. She would've gotten there, but there were three pairs of familiarly callused hands holding her back.

"Stay." Zoro rumbled, and why was it she could never tell when he was or wasn't issuing commands?

"I'll do laundry tomorrow." Usopp promised, and she did have some skirts that needed washing besides.

"And I'll deal with him now." Sanji finished, unearthing himself and leaping over the three to put word to deed.

Well...

There was a dull whudd as one bare foot hit one rubber face.

...if they insist.

Nami flounced back into bed, immediately rewarded by a snuggle from Usopp- he had such nice springy hair- and a rough squeeze from Zoro, who never snuggled. Or cuddled. Really. And this amused thought was lost as he drew her face to the side for a long, deliberate kiss.

"Incoming." Usopp murmured into her collarbone. Zoro held one solid arm out and caught the two returning 'mates, never breaking stride. They settled down, and Nami arched into the kiss as Luffy cheerily rediscovered why a shirtless Nami was so very interesting.

Sanji started teaching him tricks. Usopp rubbed her tummy.

Oh, yes. Aboard the Going Merry, life was good.

Robin drabble, set in the post-Alabasta fillers (131-135)

Sat, 08 Jul 2006 07:32:08 GMT

Spider's one-liners about Robin and earplugs and grabby teenagers got me thinking. WOO for devirginizing. I'll read everything tomorrow, I swear!

7/22: Revised. Word count: 270ish. I'll stop now.

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Robin was quickly coming to learn that life on the Going Merry required continual revision of prior assumptions.

She liked that. It meant there was opportunity for deeper study.

When the navigator didn't sleep in the womens' cabin, for example, the simplest explanation was that she was dallying with a fellow crewmember. Boring, but also perfectly reasonable (unless it was the doctor. In which case further examination was to be avoided for entirely different reasons.) When one wet morning her gaze happened across the swordsman drawing the girl to him on the aft deck, even this small unknown dissolved into the grey mist.

Or so Robin thought, but a few days later she came into breakfast early and caught the navigator sneaking kisses with the cook. Well. A shade more interesting, perhaps, though again it was expedient to assume the simplest solution; this could only result in yet another noisy little fight when the swordsman found out. As indeed he must. On a ship so small with privacy so scarce it was inevitable. Still, the swordsman and the cook fought so often she doubted it would even break the monotony. The navigator seemed unconcerned.

A week afterward Robin climbed up to spell the other woman at night watch and found her deeply entangled with the captain and the marksman. Forced to revise the current theory rather radically, she politely declined the captain's cheery invitation and retired instead to the galley for a cup of strong coffee.

It was there that she found the swordsman kissing the cook.

Wed, 05 Jul 2006 11:36:37 GMT

Just a fic rec (Lina, you have to read this the moment you get back!!) or else I'll forget about it - actually, this is more a general rec because read all of chibi_trillian's stuff, because she's totally fabulous, and concentrates more on the Sanji/Zoro side of stuff but it is wonderful even so - and this is just so adorable, forever and ever and ever. It includes Robin and Chopper kind-of sort-of as part of the shippy equation, but just read it okay. PG-13, patently adorable.

Hand-Me-Down

Mon, 26 Jun 2006 04:56:41 GMT

I felt I had to devirginize the community (and thought it too cruel to lay Five's Bad Company upon't) and thus crapped out a silly little ficlet, the topic of which was mainly discussed with Drew, so, uh, here it goes.

Title: Paternity
Pairing: Implied OT5.
Rating: G
Wordcount: 557
Summary: Years later, Nefertari Vivi is faced with a gift. Pure flufftardery.

"You see, darling Vivi," said Sanji, as Queen Nefertari Vivi dandled the tiny baby on her hip, as he pulled the lollipop out of his mouth and reflected morosely on nicotine-withdrawal oral fixations - "we decided that we should all name our precious parfait, my angelic daughter, the light of my life - "

Zoro cracked open one eye. "You goddamn wish. She doesn't look anything like you."

"You shitty bastard, you're just jealous that she doesn't look anything like you."

"How the hell would you know? Look, she's got blue eyes - "

"All babies have blue eyes, Zoro," said Robin. "They darken as they get older."

"Yeah, well - "

"Anyway," said Sanji fondly, stroking one tiny curl of indeterminate pale colour on top of the baby's head, "look; she's blonde."

"That's not blonde," said Usopp. "That's brown."

"It's blonde."

"It's brown."

"I have brown hair!"

"No, you don't, Luffy. You have black hair."

"It doesn't matter. She's mine. I'm the Captain!"

Luffy nearly choked on the kebab he was eating as both Zoro and Sanji decided it was in their best interests to beat him viciously about the head. Usopp pulled his stool up closer, sotto voce, one hand cupped around his mouth as he leaned in close to their former crewmate and bosom friend. "Don't tell the others, but she's obviously mine. When Nami's, um, uh, ahem - "

" - genes - "

"Chopper that is disgusting do not say that word in polite company. - Anyway, Nami's genes met those of the renowned Captain Usopp, and got such a shock that her hair came out bright, ... brown! Merry is destined to walk down the streets, so beautiful that everyone drops dead or at least comes close or has an eye injury or a headache, and as she goes they'll say 'There goes the lovely daughter of handsome Captain Usopp!' - "

Vivi seized on the part of the conversation least likely to throw things back into a terrible fistfight, considering Sanji and Zoro had worked out their differences with Luffy and were now trying to kill each other. "Oh, so you called her Merry! How lovely!"

There was an awkward pause.

"Actually, we only called her Merry because we couldn't decide which of the names we chose got to come first," said Nami, stretched out on the couch beside Vivi with her feet in the queen's lap. "Robin suggested it. Because these jerks came up with the stupidest, the worst, the dumbest - "

"Hey!"

" - okay, Usopp, the slightly inappropriate - "

"How the hell was that inappropriate?!"

"I don't know, maybe it was because it was your childhood sweetheart," said Sanji, mid-kick. "Should we be jealous? Though obviously you go for blondes..."

Nami stuck her arms behind her head. "Wow, I never thought about it that way! Usopp, you're sleeping on the couch. Also, Sanji, you can't talk."

The lollipop was shifted to the other side of his mouth placidly. "I thought it was a nice name for a little girl, Nami-darling."

Luffy, only mildly bleeding and bruised, leaned over to tickle the baby under the chin. She gurgled peaceably. "It's a great name! So please be introduced to Merry Bellemere Kaya Sorbet Santoryuu Sandwiches, our best crewmember yet!"

The second godmother laughed until she cried.

Sat, 24 Jun 2006 10:39:52 GMT

Welcome to the Merryshipping community, where you too can discuss exactly how far the crew of the Going Merry would go for each other and in what positions! We are all staunch believers and shippers of Luffy x Nami x Zoro x Usopp x Sanji. It's not that we don't love Robin and Chopper, just that Chopper was just told that if he went and stood on the other side of the ship for three hours he would get presents and that Robin really does not want to dip into that pool of grabby, arguing teenagers. Feel free to include and love them in your stories, just not as part of the OT5. Unless you really want to convince us or something. Vivi is free-for-all, whatever you'd like to do to with her.

There are few rules to be had here.

#1. Post immensely long things under LJ-cuts.
#2. If it's your first time here you have to fight.
#3. HAVE FUN

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The Going Merry

Been a looooong time. But here's part three! =]

(Fic) Cherry (Luffy/Zoro/Nami/Usopp/Sanji/Vivi/Chopper, PG-13)

Here goes nothing...

First time and I hope this works...

(Fic) Cog (Luffy/Zoro/Nami/Usopp/Sanji/Chopper/Robin/Franky, NC-17)

I have a present!

*glances around*

Fansite rec! And translation. Happy early birthday, Zoro!

Okay so

Re: hatbra

Robin drabble, set in the post-Alabasta fillers (131-135)

glances around