chibi_trillian | *THWAP*

This series has the worst titles EVER. So cheesy. Also, I think Nami and Luffy are standing in the background cracking their knuckles for a solid head-smacking on both sides.

Title: Missteps
Series: One Piece.
One Piece: Not mine.
Rating: PG-13.
Summary: Sequel to Misunderstandings. Theoretically, talking about things is supposed to make them better, not worse. Crossposted to

onepieceyaoi.

It’s done.

I’m not Luffy. I don’t do “unconditional love.” I’m not Chopper. I don’t come with a bottomless supply of patience and forgiveness. I was at the end of my goddamn rope with you, and I didn’t know if I wanted to throw it to you one last time or strangle you with it.

I meant to discuss it when I was prepared, on my own turf, in my own time. Pull the splinters of you out of me slow and careful so they hurt less, bleed less, heal quicker.

It’s your fault. You’re the one who came to me with your skin still smelling like blood, hands so hot and eyes so cold that I couldn’t stand it. It tore its way out of me premature and sudden, hot and wet and red and violent, words sharper than any sword you’ve ever swung, hitting harder than any kick I’ve ever landed. It hurt saying them, and they were supposed to hurt more being heard.

And all you could manage to do was look re-fucking-LIEVED for half a second before your eyes froze over again. I told you to get the hell out, and you didn’t so much as hesitate.

I wish we were in port, so I could sit in a bar and drink and not get asked questions.

I wish we were in port, so I’d have a thousand other things to think of and a hundred other places to be.

I wish we were in port, so I could find someone else for long enough to make you go away.

****

It’s done.

I didn’t have to give you up after all. You gave up on me instead.

I don’t blame you. It is, after all, something I really should have expected.

The rage in your voice, the venom in your words—I ought to welcome these things. You’re like a damn cat—if I’d have thrown you out, you’d have clung to me more tightly. You had to think it was your own idea. And it’s good for you. The farther away your skinny ass is from me, the better.

Luffy won’t be pleased. Quiet as we tried to keep this, he still knew. And somehow, he knew when I started pushing you away. He hasn’t said anything, but I can read his disapproval like it’s written on his forehead.

He doesn’t understand.

Humans are fragile. They’re emotional. They do stupid things that get them broken. Luffy’s a hell of a lot less breakable than most—he can afford to do dumb shit. Hell, he exists to do dumb shit.

I can’t. The Greatest Swordsman in the World stands on a pedestal meant for one. Why do you think Mihawk sails alone?

But you, dumb cook, you make things complicated, like everything else you touch. God forbid a sandwich exist unless it’s got capers or some shit on it. You had a better grip on my heart than you thought, and you did a decent job ripping it out with those precious hands of yours.

So that’s why I’m doing katas down here on the anchor deck. Calm down, focus, find the quiet place inside. Don’t think, don’t feel, just move.

Every slice of the blade through the air cuts away a little more of what hurts.

Current Mood: cold
Current Music: Sarah McLachlan--Stupid

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From:

nike-victory.livejournal.com

You inspired me again. My mind insists on a happy ending, and damn it, I'm really tempted to write this one, if only because of this: "Ow! Why the fuck did you kick me, Shit Cook?"
"For not talking to me."
"I was being choked to death!"
"That wasn't what I was fucking referring to, you dumbass!"

From:

vampire-otaku.livejournal.com

Wow, my heart was just aching by the end of this one...

Pull the splinters of you out of me slow and careful so they hurt less, bleed less, heal quicker. So poignent... *sniffles*

You had a better grip on my heart than you thought, and you did a decent job ripping it out with those precious hands of yours. Oh. Yes.

This is just one big ball of emotional meltdown, and I loved every word of it. :D

From:

keakun.livejournal.com

eiofwepf ewfopwrmiv, dar...

*Is so flabergasted right now* (Is that even a word...?)

There's more right?! There had better be more...cause you can't give the masses something great, addicting even, and not expect them to want more. I love this series, the way how you counter balance the two Povs, Sanji's anger towards Zoro, and Zoro's determination to be rid of his wounded pride? lol...I think I phrased that wrong, but I still loved the fic, so there had better be more, or Nami and Luffy won't be the only one's cracking their knuckles! :P

Great work. Kea

From:

kikkuma.livejournal.com

Aaaagghgghg.... Now this is the point where I seriously consider punching the nearest living object next to me. And I really, really don't think my dog would appreciate that much.

I love this series. And that aching frustrated chest-tightening feeling I get from reading it.

Luffy and Nami gotta ~~knock~~ beat some sense into the two of them, big time. "Hey, HEY. Things aren't that difficult you RETARDS."

From:

geuna.livejournal.com

I think Nami and Luffy should bust a few skulls for this. BOYS!!! They're are such pains in the ass when it comes to love! I mean, even if they consider it the end of the world, they still can't TALK about it, and even if they do, they go someone that ISN'T the person that's causing the problem in the first place (a.k.a. their lover). For most of the men I know, the ones that acted quickly ended up happy, and the ones that waited and decided to "let things happen as they happen, and wait as long as it takes" sometimes didn't end up where they wanted. I remember one guy told a girl that he liked he would wait until she was ready to date, but then another guy of interest swooped in with a surprise kiss and swept her off her feet in an instant.

You have to take a chance when something is this important! Zoro! Sanji! You better work out in SOME manner! (shakes fist) Freakin' morons! I pity you, but sometimes you have to pound the sense back into someone in order for them to get it faster!

From:

crystal-lilly.livejournal.com

*speechless*

Wow... that hurts to read. I wanted a continuation (thanks so much) and... it was so exquisitely painful. You just want to hug them both and then lock them in a room until they make up. (I could so see Nami doing that, too... well, locking them in a room anyway).

Wonderful. Simply amazing. Once again, the emotion just radiates out of this fic. I can practically feel how both of them are hurting. You may not like to write angst, but you are frighteningly skilled at it.

Thank you for sharing.

From:

yuki-kokoro.livejournal.com

...*whimpers just a bit* You just have such a beautiful grasp on these characters and the language oh the language. Somehow you just find the most eloquent, unique, perfectly-turned phrases to just tear me up inside.

"I was at the end of my goddamn rope with you, and I didn’t know if I wanted to throw it to you one last time or strangle you with it."

"The Greatest Swordsman in the World stands on a pedestal meant for one."

"Every slice of the blade through the air cuts away a little more of what hurts."

You just kill me. *sighs* This was lovely though, the hurt radiating off both of them (whether they choose to acknowledge it or not) and their refusial to see any other options makes this so heartbreaking... But so them. There's no way they'd let anything be easy, god forbid. They've made their decisions and are going to stick with them right or wrong (for as long as they can stand to...).

From:

snarkymonkey.livejournal.com

Have I told you lately how much I yub you? ♥♥♥♥

You get the heart of that dumb, violent oaf better than anyone I've seen. Adn the thoughts of the both of them were perfect. So hard, angry and cold. *wibbles* So much adoration.

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