1. Chapter 1 (1/2)

title: cross

familiar

author:

chibimono akuno

fandom: one

piece

pairing: ...

um... nakama!fic-ish? but zoro + luffy centric

rating: g

word count:

986

warnings: not

even pre-slash, but you can still find the zolu if you know where to

look.

disclaimers:

not mine. just pretending. oda pwnz all, but he lets luffy eat at my

ain.

a/n: this is

actually a prologue to something much, much, much bigger, but since

it can also stand alone, i felt i could go a head and post it.

cross

familiar

by chibimono

akuno

when zoro would nap on the deck of the

going merry, or anywhere else for that

matter, he was usually quite alert of his surroundings, save for a

few incidents here and there. he would not dream, per se, but many

times he would drift right on the edge of his mind's eye, and let his

mental image of the ship's deck change, shrink, and fade off.

sometimes, the railings would change to rice paper walls, and the

wood under his body would take on a fine, shining finish or be

replaced completely by tatami mats. it was

only in this part of his mind that he would allow himself to be with

less than three swords. sandai kitetsu and

yukibashiri would lean idly by, ready to be

taken up at a moment's notice... while wado ichimonji

would return to her hands.

she wandered in and out of the hazy

corner in his mind, mostly quiet as she sometimes sat beside him.

zoro wondered if that was because he could not remember her voice

after all these years, but then that was not so true. occasionally

she would laugh, claim that zoro was still weak, or point out

something odd that may have happened while he was awake.

more often than not, that oddity seemed

to be the same person every time.

"do you think he would fall overboard

as much if you didn't go in after him?" kuina asked him on a sunny

afternoon, where his mental hideaway was an odd cross between

merry's deck and the dojo.

"i don't think he cares," zoro

snorted from where he leaned against a barrel with his arms behind

his head, his legs stretched out along side the well-known railing

decorating the once familiar rice paper walls.

kuina smiled from where she sat against

the wall, cradling her sword between her bent knees. "he's always

like that... so reckless."

drifting back to sometime midmorning,

zoro recalled a rather normal incident involving his captain and the

not-so-welcoming sea. luffy had splashed rather spectacularly into

the ocean after fleeing from the odd stench usopp had unfortunately

created with his miniature laboratory set. as usopp dry heaved