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serving_love) wrote2009-12-18 01:22 am
serving_love) wrote2009-12-18 01:22 am
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LOG POST: Sanji and Usopp
Who: Sanji and Usopp
What: Dance lessons!
Where: Deck on the Thousand Sunny
When: December 3rd-ish. Right after Sanji turned into a girl and right before all the shit hit the fan. :|
Rating: PG
Sanji: *waiting outside for Usopp to show up, leaning against one of the ship railings* *tugs at his shirt absently, making sure it's straight and everything is in place*
Usopp: *dragging his feet a little as he comes up the stairs toward the lawn deck* *kind of wondering if practicing while Sanji's a girl was a good idea after all*
Sanji: *glances over when he hears Usopp coming* Geez, could you walk any fucking slower? I feel like I've been waiting for an hour.
Usopp: *sees what Sanji is wearing and immediately drops his gaze to his shoes* ...sorry! I just...couldn't find my sneakers. *walks across the deck over to their practice area, carefully NOT looking up from the ground*
Sanji: *raises an eyebrow at him* Something interesting down there? *tugs at his borrowed shirt again, thinking it's not covering his stomach enough*
Usopp: What? I-- *determined to prove he's fine, and looks up, just in time to see Sanji tugging his shirt down a little, which has the effect of covering more of his stomach, but simultaneously exposing a LOT more cleavage* *looks UP* ...isn't that cold?
Sanji: Is what cold? *glances at Usopp, then tilts his head back trying to see whatever the hell he's looking at*
Usopp: Your-- *flaps a hand vaguely at what Sanji's wearing* That shirt! It looks cold. *realizes that staring into the sky might be a little suspicious, so switches it up and looks to the side*
Sanji: ...Ohhh. *smirks a bit, realizing what the issue is now, and shrugs* Nah, it's pretty warm out tonight. *looks down at himself and scowls, noticing just how much his boobs are popping out, and tries to stuff them back in* Fucking hell, how do girls WEAR these things?? I can't get it right!
Usopp: *can't help but look back to Sanji, the movement in his peripheral vision catching his attention* *looks just in time to see Sanji stuffing a hand down the front of his shirt* *dies a little* You should go change into something more comfortable first. For dancing. I can wait!
Sanji: *finally gets them in place, palming the front of his chest to make sure they're not going anywhere* No, it's fine. It's not that it's not comfortable, I just don't think I'm doing it right. *accidentally-but-not-really leaves his hands where they are, because BOOBS*
Usopp: *kind of accidentally ends up staring at Sanji's chest for a second, because those things don't belong there and the top Sanji's wearing and his hands still ON them only draw attention to the boobage* *snaps out of it, shaking his head quickly before deciding that Sanji's face is a safe place to look* ...it doesn't LOOK comfortable. *reluctantly takes a step forward, because maybe if they get started on this, it'll get less awkward*
Sanji: I know, right? I was surprised. But I guess they wouldn't wear shit like this if it was TOO much of a pain in the ass, yeah? *looks back at Usopp again, finally dropping his hands and propping them on his hips instead* Ready, then?
Usopp: I dunno. I don't think high heels look like they could POSSIBLY be comfortable, and plenty of girls wear them... *rubs the back of his neck* Okay. I guess so. *doesn't close the remaining distance between them, though*
Sanji: Huh, good point. Shit, I didn't even try wearing those things. *lifts a foot to show off the sneakers he has on* I mean, these don't do much for my kicks, but at least I can WALK in them. *lowers his leg again, then tilts his head and just stares expectantly at Usopp, not saying anything*
Usopp: *raises an eyebrow at the sneakers* Whose are those? *yeah, he's stalling now*
Sanji: George's-- George-san's. *frowns at himself a bit* Shit, I keep doing that.
Usopp: *raises his eyebrow even further* What? *STILL NOT MOVING FROM THAT SPOT*
Sanji: *shakes his head* Mm, nothing. *raises an eyebrow right back* You know, you're gonna have to actually touch me if we're gonna do this.
Usopp: Oh. *nervous laughter* Right. Okay. ...yeah. *remembers something!* Wait! Music! Don't we need the music first?? *doesn't budge*
Sanji: ... *flat look* *reaches out with his foot and taps the...whatever sort of music player they're using...on, letting the upbeat music fill the air* There you go. Music.
Usopp: *foiled* ...good. *takes a deep breath and takes one more step forward and holds his arms out into position sort of stiffly, in anticipation of actually GETTING to where Sanji is* *...slooowly takes another step* Hmm.
Sanji: *rolls his eyes and decides to help him out, taking a giant step forward so that they're chest-to-chest, almost but not quite touching yet* *actually has to tilt his head back a bit to look up at Usopp, and gives him a cocky grin* Sorry, would've taken you another year to get here.
Usopp: *takes a small half-step backwards without even realizing he's doing it* *appraises the difference in their heights, since this is the closest they've stood together since Sanji's transformation* ...wow. You're kind of a LOT shorter than me now. *focusing on that because it's still weird, but also kind of cool*
Sanji: *GIANT SCOWL* Yeah, I know. Shitty fruit, don't know why it couldn't have kept me the same height... But whatever. *steps forward again, grabbing one of Usopp's arms this time so he can't back away* You're not gonna make me take the lead here, are you?
Usopp: *looks down because his arm is grabbed and MILD PANIC because there are Sanji's boobs again* *looks straight up, oh aren't the clouds lovely this evening, la la la* No!! That'd mess me all up, anyway! So. *deep breath* *starts to place his hands in the starting position Sanji showed him, but does it without actually LOOKING*
Sanji: *keeps frowning at him even though Usopp obviously can't see it since the clouds are just OH-SO-INTERESTING apparently* ...Oi.
Usopp: ...yeah? *looks down...ish, just to Sanji's face and wincing a little at the frown* What?
Sanji: You keep avoiding looking at me and I'm gonna kick you in the nuts, ya got it? *adjusts Usopp's hands a bit without really paying attention to what he's doing, still busy glaring up at him* It's just me.
Usopp: *gives an industrial-strength wince* ...you wouldn't DARE do that. *jhaksdf* I know, I KNOW!! You're just--this is... *thisclose to just breaking out in tears because he doesn't know what else to do*
Sanji: *narrows his eyes a bit, just watching Usopp for a moment, then sighs and takes a step backwards out of Usopp's reach* Fine, we don't have to do this.
Usopp: *winces again* W-wait! *grabs Sanji's wrist as he pulls away* *...not sure what to do after that*
Sanji: *exasperated look* Would you make up your mind?! Look, I'm fine either way, I'm just trying to help you out - but there ARE other things I could be doing besides standing around waiting for you to stop freaking out.
Usopp: I'm not...freaking out! *sighs* I'm just. Trying to...uh. *takes a deep breath and sets his jaw* I'm FINE! *gives Sanji's wrist a weak tug* I wanna practice, really. And you're closer to being George's size right now, so this is good!
Sanji: ...Uh-huh. *rolls his eyes but stays where he is, not letting Usopp pull him any closer* Would it really help if I put a different shirt on?
Usopp: *tugs a few more times, equally ineffectually* I'm SERIOUS, Sanji! Look, sorry, it's just...you know. Kind of awkward. *sighs heavily in relief at Sanji's question* Yes. I mean. Not that it REALLY matters, but I bet it would be...easier for you, right? Uh. Less... *flaps a hand vaguely at Sanji's rack*
Sanji: *yanks his arm out of Usopp's grip, bringing his hands up to cup his breasts instead* Less boobs trying to pop out everywhere? *smirks a bit* Yeah, I guess. Alright, fine... *holds one hand out, the other still...cupping* Give me your shirt, then.
Usopp: *color drains from his face a little--does Sanji really have to be that frank?--but he nods* Fine, fine... *bends his head and quickly unbuttons his shirt, only fumbling with them a little in his haste* *shrugs out of his shirt and hands it over to Sanji, quirking an eyebrow at the way Sanji's one hand is still...there, before he tears his eyes away from the Danger Zone and back up to Sanji's face*
Sanji: *takes the shirt and finally lowers his other hand, giving Usopp a too-chipper grin* Thanks! *turns around, already starting to tug off his current top, and shoots Usopp an amused glance over his shoulder* Don't look.
Usopp: *does the verbal equivalent of a keysmash* I WOULDN'T!! *...belatedly realizes he still actually is looking in Sanji's direction, and almost trips over himself turning to face the other way*
Sanji: *chuckles and finishes pulling the other top off, folding it up and placing it by the music player, then shrugs into Usopp's shirt* Is this one of the ones we got you? *turns back around to face Usopp, still doing up the buttons*
Usopp: Yeah, I think so... *still looking the other way, and not about to turn around until he knows it's safe* Does it fit okay?
Sanji: Eh... *frowns, trying to get it to button over his boobs* Sort of. *manages to get it buttoned, then rolls the sleeves up and smoothes down the rest of the material, deciding it's good enough* It's...obviously not made for women, but other than that.
Usopp: *still not looking at Sanji, and oblivious to his struggles to get the buttons done up properly* Oh, that's good then! I bet it's a lot more comfortable, right? No, no...no need to thank me! It's a sacrifice I'm happy to make for the comfort of a friend! *secretly glad it's a warm evening, so he's not chilly at all with no shirt on, but...honestly, even if it were snowing he still would've handed it over because there's a limit to how much Sanji-cleavage his brain can handle*
Sanji: *snorts* Yeah, thanks. Not sure if it's actually more comfortable or not, but whatever, it'll work. *walks up behind Usopp, tapping him on the shoulder* Are we ready now?
Usopp: *jumps a little at the tap, and whirls around* Yeah!! *looks down again to see Sanji, and that's still weird, but kind of cool* *looks down a little further, and--okay, the buttons are straining somewhat and Sanji's overabundance of breasts is obviously still there, but at least everything's covered now, which is a definite improvement* *gives a small sigh of relief* Yeah, definitely ready. *holds out his arms again but waits for Sanji to take the final step closer before they can start dancing*
Sanji: *raises an eyebrow, but steps forward rather than making Usopp come to him* You're so weird. *takes one of Usopp's hands in one hand, placing the other on Usopp's shoulder, his grip and stance a little more casual than they would be if they were doing the waltz* You remember what to do?
Usopp: *frowns a little* Why am I weird?? *places his other hand ve-e-ery lightly at Sanji's waist* Yeah, I remember! *pauses, realizing that isn't quite true* ...well, no wait. How did it start again?
Sanji: You can't handle a little cleavage on your - guy...friend— Okay, maybe not so weird, but STILL. *places Usopp's hand in a more firm position at his waist* It's so not a big deal. Alright, anyway, just...start moving. Listen to the music, find the beat, and start leading me.
Usopp: *gives him a flat look* Sanji. Think about what you just said. *is better, though--Sanji's still a GIRL, but it's easier to ignore now that certain areas are covered* *pauses for a second to listen to the music and figure out where to jump in* Okay. ...here goes nothing! *starts dancing, fumbling a little at first until he finds the rhythm and smoothes out a bit*
Sanji: I know, I know, never mind! *scowls and flushes a bit, letting Usopp guide him around the deck* But it'll be over in a few days, so just - deal. Okay... *lowers his hand from Usopp's shoulder, getting ready to step into a turn* Start throwing in some spins.
Usopp: *about to protest, but decides it's just easier to go along with what Sanji's saying for now* ...okay. Spins. No problem! *pulls away and moves his hand from Sanji's waist, lifting his arm so Sanji can pass underneath* *grins a little* This is a lot easier when you're this short!
Sanji: *twirls, wheee!* …Yeah, it kinda is. *steps back in close to Usopp, gripping his arm again and starting to get more ~in the groove~ with the music* You're really improving, you know.
Usopp: *smiles, really happy to hear that* Yeah? I think I'm getting used to it! *keeps dancing, slowly letting himself get more elaborate with the way he's guiding Sanji, throwing in more twists and spins* *forgets his earlier nervousness with girl!Sanji as they keep dancing and he starts to feel more confident* Oh! I'm gonna dip you now, okay??
Sanji: *nods, smiling back* We still have to pick up the tempo a bit, obviously, but yeah, this ain't bad! *still kind of feels like taking control and spinning Usopp around a few times, but shoves that aside and focuses on hitting all the steps correctly, given that they're kinda backwards from what he's used to* ...Dip me? Ah - alright, I guess.
Usopp: *grins* Yeah! It's fun doing that! And it'll be easier now because you weigh less, I bet! *sends Sanji out into a spin, and pulls him back in, bracing his back with an arm as he dips him backwards* *...hit on the forehead by a button as one, then two, pop off the straining shirt and Sanji's boobs kind of mildly explode out of it* *gets an eyeful and almost drops Sanji to retreat* ...oh god. *squeezes his eyes shut instead* Sorry! I'm sorry!!
Sanji: ... *grips Usopp's arm tightly as he's almost dropped and stares up at him with wide eyes, completely startled* ..... *slowly looks down at himself and the way his boobs are spilling out everywhere, and takes a quick moment to be grateful he at least had a bra on* ....... *looks back up at Usopp and his screwed shut eyes and hanging jaw and the sort of horrified embarrassment passing over his face — and promptly loses it, letting out a few snickers that quickly turn into the sort of gut-busting laughter that makes it hard to even breathe* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
Usopp: *whines* Sanjiiiii! It's not funny! *doesn't open his eyes yet, but has the presence of mind to remember to pull Sanji back upright out of the dip--besides, his arm was starting to get tired* *sighs, and wishes that Sanji would stop clinging to his arm quite so tightly, finally opening his eyes*
Sanji: *still clinging, but mostly because he's practically bent over with laugher and needs to hold onto SOMETHING or else he'd be on the floor rolling around* Ahahahahahahaha. S-sorry, man. But. The look on your face — HAHAHAHA!!! *pretty much makes zero effort to cover himself up as he keeps cracking up*
Usopp: *scowls* O-oi. Shouldn't you be more concerned about your maidenly virtue?? *looks down at Sanji, and...oh god--the way he's bent over like that and laughing, pretty much can only see a lot of jiggling cleavage* *turns away quickly and tries to shake his arm loose* ...I LIKED that shirt, too.
Sanji: I'll buy you another one. *finally manages to get his laughter under control and straightens up, still grinning like an idiot* *doesn't let go of Usopp's arm, simply because it's obvious he's kinda desperate to get away and holding him in place is more amusing* *...is kind of a jerk* Pffft, maidenly virtue, please. Can we continue?
Usopp: ... *wants to scream that this is worse that what Sanji was wearing before, but holds it in* *randomly feeling stubborn and sets his jaw instead* Fine.
Sanji: ... *actually sort of surprised by that, but just shrugs and steps in possibly a little too close, getting his hands in place again* Ready when you are.
Usopp: *pulls back sliiightly, putting a little more space between them* Then let's dance.*starts dancing again, but stiffly, and keeps messing up the timing, which just makes him more flustered and makes it worse as they go on* *face slowly starts turning red*
Sanji: *tries to keep a straight face, figuring that cracking up again right now might be pushing it* *does his best to follow Usopp's steadily worsening lead, stumbling and bumping into him more than a few times* Ow — that was my FOOT, you moron!
Usopp: *winces, remembering Sanji's threat from earlier* Sorry! We're just--here, let's stop a second, okay? I think I got a little messed up. *still blushing* Uh. Your foot's okay, right?
Sanji: A little? *scowls, propping his hands on his hips* You're all over the place!
Usopp: *rubs the back of his neck, avoiding Sanji's eye* ...sorry. I can do better than that! I just got kind of distracted, that's all. *sighs* Let's just take a little break, okay? ...hey, your foot IS okay, right?
Sanji: *waves him off* Oh, my foot's fine. *sighs a bit and looks down, like he's checking to make sure his foot really IS okay, but catches sight of his chest first* ... *pauses, then rolls his eyes and grabs both sides of his shirt, pulling them together and holding them shut with one hand* *gives Usopp a somewhat sullen glare that might look more like a pout* I swear, it's like you've never seen a pair of breasts before.
Usopp: *takes a small step back, a little surprised by that look* Not on YOU!! ...anyway, that had nothing to do with it! *scrubs a hand over his face* I just got off the beat, that's all! It had nothing to do with you and your... *flaps a hand vaguely in the direction of Sanji's chest*
Sanji: *waits for a moment, eyebrows raised expectantly* ...Breasts. Me and my bre-- Shit, I need a cigarette. *marches over to the railing, pulling a pack of smokes out of his back pocket and swiftly lighting one*
Usopp: *mutters under his breath, sounding petulant* I KNOW what they're called. *crosses his arms and follows behind Sanji, leaning with his back to the railing, resting with his elbows on it* I was doing pretty good, right? Before that last part, I mean.
Sanji: Mm... *exhales slowly, blowing smoke up into the night air, and turns around to lean back against the railing, too, mirroring Usopp's pose* Pretty good, yeah. We can probably start picking up the pace a little now.
Usopp: ...really? You think that won't be too tough? *looks over at Sanji and smiles a little, because he still thinks it's cool that he's taller than him right now* *gets a little distracted by the shape of Sanji's mouth as he blows smoke up into the air--his lips are so much fuller and his jawline less masculine, and he just LOOKS like a girl, except...still Sanji* *sighs a little and mutters under his breath about how weird this all is for the 197868th time*
Sanji: Nah, it shouldn't be. *sucks on his cigarette again and glances over at Usopp when he starts muttering, raising an eyebrow* What was that?
Usopp: *quickly shakes his head* Nothing! ...I think my shoelace might be loose! *drops down to his knee and starts retying his shoelaces*
Sanji: *looks down at the top of Usopp's head* Can you stay down there? Makes me feel like I'm closer to the right height.
Usopp: *looks up and glares at Sanji* Oi. I'm not THAT much shorter than you, you know. *finishes tying his sneakers and stands, making sure to make his posture extra straight, and sidesteps over closer to Sanji* *laughs* Anyway, look at you right now! You're barely past my shoulder! *grins*
Sanji: *suddenly has to tilt his head back to see Usopp, which just makes him frown like whoa* ...Che. Yeah, I can see right up your nose from here.
Usopp: Ahaha, Sanji-kun, you're so little and cute. *smiles smugly and pats the top of Sanji's head* *possibly has a death wish*
Sanji: ... *splutters, rearing back out of Usopp's reach* I -- you -- WHAT did you just say?! *glares with the strength of 19238791823 kicks to the face*
Usopp: *winces* ...nothing!! You were probably just hearing things! *eyes the tennis shoes Sanji's wearing and wonders if they'd hurt as much as his normal shoes*
Sanji: *sees him looking and taps his toe against the ground a few times, almost as a warning, but mostly just for the hell of it*
Usopp: *whines* Sanjiii! I didn't DO anything!!
Sanji: *flat look* Uh-huh. *takes a final drag of his cigarette, then tosses it overboard and turns back to Usopp, holding out a hand* Come on, break time's over.
Usopp: *eyes Sanji a little suspiciously, because this could easily be a trap*
Sanji: *goes for the totally innocent look* *attempts batting his eyelashes, too*
Usopp: *raises an eyebrow* What's wrong with your eye?
Sanji: .......... *scowls* Nothing. Shut up. *thrusts his hand out a little more impatiently*
Usopp: *sighs a little and finally reaches out to take Sanji's hand* So...you wanna try it faster this time? *on guard for surprise attacks*
Sanji: *grins a big stupid grin and yanks Usopp closer, stepping forward to meet him halfway so that they sort of collide together, his breasts all squashed up against Usopp's chest* Yeah, I think faster is a good idea.
Usopp: *tries to backpedal immediately, because there are BOOBS squished up against him, and they're SANJI'S, and--oh god, Sanji already has an arm around his waist and he CAN'T ESCAPE* *squirms a little, but that kind of makes it worse, because he's not wearing a shirt, and Sanji's chest is barely covered at all, and all it does is kind of make their skin rub together* S-Sanji! You--your--!! *feels a little faint* *possibly might be dying*
Sanji: *tries for innocent again, attempting not to laugh* What? Something wrong, Usopp? *doesn't loosen his hold at all*
Usopp: ... *not actually sure if Sanji really doesn't realize what's wrong or if he's just playing dumb* *opens his mouth to speak* *decides he might look like a pervert if he brings it up when Sanji doesn't seem to realize what the problem is, and figures the sooner they start dancing, the sooner they'll start doing spins and stuff and thus put ROOM between them* Nothing! Nothing's wrong!! Let's just start dancing okay??
Sanji: *just stares at him for a minute before finally breaking out into snickers, ducking his head against Usopp's chest to hide it* Ahahaha, you are way too easy, man. *steps back before Usopp has a heart attack, putting a proper amount of space between them* We can actually call it a night, if you want. There's always tomorrow - I'd wear an actual SHIRT, I promise.
Usopp: ... *sputters a little, and takes a step backwards, looking scandalized* You DID do that on purpose!! Sanji, you JERK!! *glares*
Sanji: *runs a hand through his hair and flips it back off his shoulder, looking entirely unconcerned* I'm telling ya, I can't help it. Your reactions make it worth it. *grins again*
Usopp: *glares harder for a moment before giving up and rolling his eyes* Fine, whatever. Pick on Usopp; everybody always does. *crosses his arms and looks down at Sanji again, and quickly regrets it* ...oh my god, COVER yourself. You're hanging out all over the place!!
Sanji: *glances down at his chest* ...Not my fault your shirt couldn't hold 'em in. *halfheartedly covers his boobs with one hand, propping the other on his hip* I don't really have anything out here to cover them with.
Usopp: *sighs again* I think it IS your fault. YOU'RE the one with the...overabundance. *grumbles a little and undoes the sash at his waist, holding it out to Sanji* Here. You can use this, I guess.
Sanji: ... *takes the sash, raising an eyebrow at Usopp's steadily disappearing outfit* You gonna hand over your pants next? *wraps the sash around his chest, tying it off in the back* *pauses for a moment, then starts unbuttoning the rest of the shirt, finding that having both articles of clothing on is too constricting*
Usopp: *crosses his arms and looks unimpressed* Shut up, I'm being...chivalrous. Or something. YOU should appreciate that. *raises an eyebrow* ...why are you unbuttoning that?? You've got the sash tied over the top of it anyway, that's not going to-- *sighs and goes up to Sanji, turning him around so he has his back to him, and unties the sash again so Sanji can take off the shirt*
Sanji: *blinks, sort of surprised that Usopp willingly came closer to him like that* ...I was just gonna pull the shirt out from under it, but okay. *slides the shirt off, throwing a grin over his shoulder at Usopp while he's at it*
Usopp: *holding the ends of the sash and looking sort of vaguely into the sky, so doesn't notice Sanji's grin* Just. Tell me when you're done.
Sanji: ...Right. *rolls his eyes, grabbing the sash and tying it around his chest again, making sure it actually covers everything for once* *grabs the shirt again as an afterthought, throwing it back on but leaving it unbuttoned, just so he's covered up a little more* Done.
Usopp: *takes a look and grins* Definitely better! *flashes Sanji a thumbs-up before holding out his hand* Let's try again. ...faster this time? If you think that'll be okay.
Sanji: *grins a bit, taking Usopp's hand and stepping into position - keeping the distance between them PROPER this time* I think that'd be fine, yeah. You're ready for it.
Usopp: *falls into position too but pauses before starting to dance* Wait, we need to like...change the music then, right?
Sanji: Not necessarily. Just double-time it, two steps per beat. *taps out a rhythm against Usopp's hand* Like that. Think you can handle it?
Usopp: *brow furrows a little, obviously trying to mentally readjust his timing* Okay. Yeah, I think so... *makes a false start and then stops for a second* *finally starts again, his timing a little uneven, but not too bad*
Sanji: *goes with it, trying to let Usopp adjust to the new pace without taking over* There you go, you got it!
Usopp: *wearing a look of extreme concentration, but smiles a little at Sanji's words* Yeah? *concentrates again, planning the timing, and spins Sanji* *laughs a little at the way Sanji's unbuttoned shirt flares out as he spins, because as outfits go, a sash for a top under a button-down shirt is a little ridiculous, especially for dancing like this*
Sanji: *can't help laughing as he spins, too, mostly because he's happy to see Usopp getting the hang of it pretty quickly* We should start throwing in some new moves. Since I'm lighter as a girl, now's the time for it. You can probably actually pick me up, don't you think?
Usopp: *hadn't actually thought about that* ...yeah, no problem! *pretty sure that it won't be hard, at least* ... *...not actually sure what he's supposed to do, though, so just waits for further instruction from Sanji*
Sanji: Okay. *pauses, putting both his hands on Usopp's shoulders* So...I'm going to jump up. And you kind of...go with it, like put your hands on my waist and lift. And then when I come down I'll...well. My legs will...go around you, kind of, on both sides, and then you lift me up again and put me down -- oh, fuck it, let me just show you. You'll figure it out.
Usopp: ...that sounds complicated. *looks hesitant, because it also sounds a little awkward* *gets ready to grab Sanji's waist in case he jumps up right away, though*
Sanji: *starts getting ready to jump, but hesitates at the last second* ... *mutters* You'd better not drop me.
Usopp: *looks offended* I won't DROP you! I can carry you when you're a guy, and you weigh like...six pounds now. *gets into a READY!! position with his hands*
Sanji: *looks offended right back* Hey, I weigh more than six pounds, you jerk. I -- whatever, okay, here we go. *does a couple practice bounces, then jumps and hopes Usopp's ready for it, otherwise they're gonna end up in a pile on the ground*
Usopp: *IS ready for it, but still taken by surprise when his hands close around Sanji's waist, because he's even more slim than expected, but also softer too* *somehow manages to keep his cool and NOT let go, even though that's his first impulse, and lifts Sanji up higher...and then isn't sure what to do and just kind of holds him there* ...now what?
Sanji: *blinks down at Usopp* ...Look at you, you really can hold me up! *grins, then lets it fade slightly and spreads his legs a bit* Uh...you gotta bring me back down, though. And close. I mean - like, touching close.
Usopp: *arms are already getting tired, but he's not going to say that* ...that close? Uh. *lowers Sanji a little and brings him closER, but not too close*
Sanji: ... *flat look* And just what the hell can I do from here? *swings his legs towards Usopp a bit, trying to demonstrate what he's supposed to be doing* You gotta remember we're doing this in slow motion, normally it'd be one smooth move and it'd already be over.
Usopp: ...okay. Wait, let's just try it again from the beginning. *starts lowering Sanji the rest of the way to the ground* It'll be easier to do it a little faster, right? *this logic seems sound*
Sanji: ...Maybe. *waits until he's on the ground again, then starts getting back into position* Figured you'd wanna know what to expect first. Ready?
Usopp: *nods, feeling a little more at ease this time, though still a little nervous* Ready! *catches Sanji's waist as he jumps, lifting him up for a second before starting to bring him down closer to his body*
Sanji: *swings his legs out so they're on either side of Usopp's body as he comes back down, hoping that Usopp remembers to stay in control and lift him again before his momentum knocks them over or something*
Usopp: *doesn't EXACTLY remember, but starts to feel his balance getting thrown off and does his best to adjust and lift Sanji back in the opposite direction to correct it* Wh-whoa!
Sanji: *grins widely at Usopp as he's lifted back up, and then lands lightly on his feet again* There, you got it! *grabs one of Usopp's hands and raises his arm, ducking under it in a spin* And then you'd combine it with other moves, like so. See?
Usopp: *grins back, feeling more than a little proud of himself* You're right; that was kinda cool! *catches Sanji by the waist with one hand, reversing his spin and then grabbing his hand again to blend almost seamlessly back into dancing, his rhythm just a little off since he's still adjusting to the faster pace* *laughs, a little surprised that this is suddenly so FUN instead of the exercise in awkward it had just been* Hey, I think we're doing good! Anything else? Some other awesome moves we can try??
Sanji: Oh, there's a ton of other moves. *throws in some more spins as they're talking, just to get Usopp more accustomed to the faster pace* Some are a little advanced, though. Think you could handle swinging me behind your back?
Usopp: *raises an eyebrow* Behind my back? *trying to picture how that would even work, and failing utterly* ...maybe we can save that one for next time.
Sanji: *laughs a bit* Good plan. Let's stick with perfecting what you already know for now. *puts his hands on Usopp's shoulders again so he can do that jump move one more time*
Usopp: *gets it quickly and catches Sanji's waist again when he jumps, this time remembering to lift him again after he kicks his legs around him* *laughs too, because this is actually pretty fun, now that he's distracted from the whole SANJI HAS BOOBS thing* Aha! I told you I'd be a natural at this!! *sends Sanji out into another spin and reels him back in, not feeling too bad about how he's leading right now, either*
Sanji: *is...pretty impressed, actually, and kind of surprised by how much he's enjoying this* Yeah, yeah. I don't know if I'd go that far, but you're definitely picking it up quicker than I thought you would. *just kind of goes with the music for a bit, dancing around the deck* George will definitely be impressed.
Usopp: *grins* Well. You're a pretty good teacher too. *continues dancing with Sanji, getting more comfortable with the pace and feeling pretty proud of himself, actually* *slows as the song starts to wind down* ...should we call it a night?
Sanji: Mm, I think we've covered enough for now. *does one more spin out, then suddenly switches up and pulls Usopp toward him, forcing him back into a dip before he can protest and grinning down at him* But we should definitely practice again while I'm still a girl. *waggles his eyebrows for no real reason other than that he's being a dork*
Usopp: *definitely hadn't been expecting THAT* H-hey! *starts to flail, but stills himself so Sanji won't drop him* Oh. Yeah. Definitely. *gulps and blushes a little, because from this angle, he can see a lot of cleavage again* *LOOKS TO THE SIDE* Anyway, I bet after that I'd be ready to try it with George. You think?
Sanji: I do think. *takes pity on the guy and lifts him back up, then drops his arms and takes a few steps back, shoving his hands in his pockets* I think you two will have a fucking fantastic time the next time you go out dancing.
Usopp: *relaxes a bit, grinning again* I bet we will! I hope the next island we come to has a place we can go...I owe her a date, anyway. *comes up to Sanji's side and claps him on the shoulder, forgetting he's supposed to feel uncomfortable around him right now* Anyway, thanks! I owe you one!
Sanji: *grins back* Not a problem, man. It was...fun. *keeps grinning fondly for a moment, then lets it fade and clears his throat, taking another step back and gesturing over his shoulder to the galley door* You, uh...want a snack or something?
Usopp: Oh. Yeah! *smiles* That'd be awesome. *follows along behind Sanji as he leads the way to the galley, feeling almost like things are back to normal*
END
What: Dance lessons!
Where: Deck on the Thousand Sunny
When: December 3rd-ish. Right after Sanji turned into a girl and right before all the shit hit the fan. :|
Rating: PG
Sanji: *waiting outside for Usopp to show up, leaning against one of the ship railings* *tugs at his shirt absently, making sure it's straight and everything is in place*
Usopp: *dragging his feet a little as he comes up the stairs toward the lawn deck* *kind of wondering if practicing while Sanji's a girl was a good idea after all*
Sanji: *glances over when he hears Usopp coming* Geez, could you walk any fucking slower? I feel like I've been waiting for an hour.
Usopp: *sees what Sanji is wearing and immediately drops his gaze to his shoes* ...sorry! I just...couldn't find my sneakers. *walks across the deck over to their practice area, carefully NOT looking up from the ground*
Sanji: *raises an eyebrow at him* Something interesting down there? *tugs at his borrowed shirt again, thinking it's not covering his stomach enough*
Usopp: What? I-- *determined to prove he's fine, and looks up, just in time to see Sanji tugging his shirt down a little, which has the effect of covering more of his stomach, but simultaneously exposing a LOT more cleavage* *looks UP* ...isn't that cold?
Sanji: Is what cold? *glances at Usopp, then tilts his head back trying to see whatever the hell he's looking at*
Usopp: Your-- *flaps a hand vaguely at what Sanji's wearing* That shirt! It looks cold. *realizes that staring into the sky might be a little suspicious, so switches it up and looks to the side*
Sanji: ...Ohhh. *smirks a bit, realizing what the issue is now, and shrugs* Nah, it's pretty warm out tonight. *looks down at himself and scowls, noticing just how much his boobs are popping out, and tries to stuff them back in* Fucking hell, how do girls WEAR these things?? I can't get it right!
Usopp: *can't help but look back to Sanji, the movement in his peripheral vision catching his attention* *looks just in time to see Sanji stuffing a hand down the front of his shirt* *dies a little* You should go change into something more comfortable first. For dancing. I can wait!
Sanji: *finally gets them in place, palming the front of his chest to make sure they're not going anywhere* No, it's fine. It's not that it's not comfortable, I just don't think I'm doing it right. *accidentally-but-not-really leaves his hands where they are, because BOOBS*
Usopp: *kind of accidentally ends up staring at Sanji's chest for a second, because those things don't belong there and the top Sanji's wearing and his hands still ON them only draw attention to the boobage* *snaps out of it, shaking his head quickly before deciding that Sanji's face is a safe place to look* ...it doesn't LOOK comfortable. *reluctantly takes a step forward, because maybe if they get started on this, it'll get less awkward*
Sanji: I know, right? I was surprised. But I guess they wouldn't wear shit like this if it was TOO much of a pain in the ass, yeah? *looks back at Usopp again, finally dropping his hands and propping them on his hips instead* Ready, then?
Usopp: I dunno. I don't think high heels look like they could POSSIBLY be comfortable, and plenty of girls wear them... *rubs the back of his neck* Okay. I guess so. *doesn't close the remaining distance between them, though*
Sanji: Huh, good point. Shit, I didn't even try wearing those things. *lifts a foot to show off the sneakers he has on* I mean, these don't do much for my kicks, but at least I can WALK in them. *lowers his leg again, then tilts his head and just stares expectantly at Usopp, not saying anything*
Usopp: *raises an eyebrow at the sneakers* Whose are those? *yeah, he's stalling now*
Sanji: George's-- George-san's. *frowns at himself a bit* Shit, I keep doing that.
Usopp: *raises his eyebrow even further* What? *STILL NOT MOVING FROM THAT SPOT*
Sanji: *shakes his head* Mm, nothing. *raises an eyebrow right back* You know, you're gonna have to actually touch me if we're gonna do this.
Usopp: Oh. *nervous laughter* Right. Okay. ...yeah. *remembers something!* Wait! Music! Don't we need the music first?? *doesn't budge*
Sanji: ... *flat look* *reaches out with his foot and taps the...whatever sort of music player they're using...on, letting the upbeat music fill the air* There you go. Music.
Usopp: *foiled* ...good. *takes a deep breath and takes one more step forward and holds his arms out into position sort of stiffly, in anticipation of actually GETTING to where Sanji is* *...slooowly takes another step* Hmm.
Sanji: *rolls his eyes and decides to help him out, taking a giant step forward so that they're chest-to-chest, almost but not quite touching yet* *actually has to tilt his head back a bit to look up at Usopp, and gives him a cocky grin* Sorry, would've taken you another year to get here.
Usopp: *takes a small half-step backwards without even realizing he's doing it* *appraises the difference in their heights, since this is the closest they've stood together since Sanji's transformation* ...wow. You're kind of a LOT shorter than me now. *focusing on that because it's still weird, but also kind of cool*
Sanji: *GIANT SCOWL* Yeah, I know. Shitty fruit, don't know why it couldn't have kept me the same height... But whatever. *steps forward again, grabbing one of Usopp's arms this time so he can't back away* You're not gonna make me take the lead here, are you?
Usopp: *looks down because his arm is grabbed and MILD PANIC because there are Sanji's boobs again* *looks straight up, oh aren't the clouds lovely this evening, la la la* No!! That'd mess me all up, anyway! So. *deep breath* *starts to place his hands in the starting position Sanji showed him, but does it without actually LOOKING*
Sanji: *keeps frowning at him even though Usopp obviously can't see it since the clouds are just OH-SO-INTERESTING apparently* ...Oi.
Usopp: ...yeah? *looks down...ish, just to Sanji's face and wincing a little at the frown* What?
Sanji: You keep avoiding looking at me and I'm gonna kick you in the nuts, ya got it? *adjusts Usopp's hands a bit without really paying attention to what he's doing, still busy glaring up at him* It's just me.
Usopp: *gives an industrial-strength wince* ...you wouldn't DARE do that. *jhaksdf* I know, I KNOW!! You're just--this is... *thisclose to just breaking out in tears because he doesn't know what else to do*
Sanji: *narrows his eyes a bit, just watching Usopp for a moment, then sighs and takes a step backwards out of Usopp's reach* Fine, we don't have to do this.
Usopp: *winces again* W-wait! *grabs Sanji's wrist as he pulls away* *...not sure what to do after that*
Sanji: *exasperated look* Would you make up your mind?! Look, I'm fine either way, I'm just trying to help you out - but there ARE other things I could be doing besides standing around waiting for you to stop freaking out.
Usopp: I'm not...freaking out! *sighs* I'm just. Trying to...uh. *takes a deep breath and sets his jaw* I'm FINE! *gives Sanji's wrist a weak tug* I wanna practice, really. And you're closer to being George's size right now, so this is good!
Sanji: ...Uh-huh. *rolls his eyes but stays where he is, not letting Usopp pull him any closer* Would it really help if I put a different shirt on?
Usopp: *tugs a few more times, equally ineffectually* I'm SERIOUS, Sanji! Look, sorry, it's just...you know. Kind of awkward. *sighs heavily in relief at Sanji's question* Yes. I mean. Not that it REALLY matters, but I bet it would be...easier for you, right? Uh. Less... *flaps a hand vaguely at Sanji's rack*
Sanji: *yanks his arm out of Usopp's grip, bringing his hands up to cup his breasts instead* Less boobs trying to pop out everywhere? *smirks a bit* Yeah, I guess. Alright, fine... *holds one hand out, the other still...cupping* Give me your shirt, then.
Usopp: *color drains from his face a little--does Sanji really have to be that frank?--but he nods* Fine, fine... *bends his head and quickly unbuttons his shirt, only fumbling with them a little in his haste* *shrugs out of his shirt and hands it over to Sanji, quirking an eyebrow at the way Sanji's one hand is still...there, before he tears his eyes away from the Danger Zone and back up to Sanji's face*
Sanji: *takes the shirt and finally lowers his other hand, giving Usopp a too-chipper grin* Thanks! *turns around, already starting to tug off his current top, and shoots Usopp an amused glance over his shoulder* Don't look.
Usopp: *does the verbal equivalent of a keysmash* I WOULDN'T!! *...belatedly realizes he still actually is looking in Sanji's direction, and almost trips over himself turning to face the other way*
Sanji: *chuckles and finishes pulling the other top off, folding it up and placing it by the music player, then shrugs into Usopp's shirt* Is this one of the ones we got you? *turns back around to face Usopp, still doing up the buttons*
Usopp: Yeah, I think so... *still looking the other way, and not about to turn around until he knows it's safe* Does it fit okay?
Sanji: Eh... *frowns, trying to get it to button over his boobs* Sort of. *manages to get it buttoned, then rolls the sleeves up and smoothes down the rest of the material, deciding it's good enough* It's...obviously not made for women, but other than that.
Usopp: *still not looking at Sanji, and oblivious to his struggles to get the buttons done up properly* Oh, that's good then! I bet it's a lot more comfortable, right? No, no...no need to thank me! It's a sacrifice I'm happy to make for the comfort of a friend! *secretly glad it's a warm evening, so he's not chilly at all with no shirt on, but...honestly, even if it were snowing he still would've handed it over because there's a limit to how much Sanji-cleavage his brain can handle*
Sanji: *snorts* Yeah, thanks. Not sure if it's actually more comfortable or not, but whatever, it'll work. *walks up behind Usopp, tapping him on the shoulder* Are we ready now?
Usopp: *jumps a little at the tap, and whirls around* Yeah!! *looks down again to see Sanji, and that's still weird, but kind of cool* *looks down a little further, and--okay, the buttons are straining somewhat and Sanji's overabundance of breasts is obviously still there, but at least everything's covered now, which is a definite improvement* *gives a small sigh of relief* Yeah, definitely ready. *holds out his arms again but waits for Sanji to take the final step closer before they can start dancing*
Sanji: *raises an eyebrow, but steps forward rather than making Usopp come to him* You're so weird. *takes one of Usopp's hands in one hand, placing the other on Usopp's shoulder, his grip and stance a little more casual than they would be if they were doing the waltz* You remember what to do?
Usopp: *frowns a little* Why am I weird?? *places his other hand ve-e-ery lightly at Sanji's waist* Yeah, I remember! *pauses, realizing that isn't quite true* ...well, no wait. How did it start again?
Sanji: You can't handle a little cleavage on your - guy...friend— Okay, maybe not so weird, but STILL. *places Usopp's hand in a more firm position at his waist* It's so not a big deal. Alright, anyway, just...start moving. Listen to the music, find the beat, and start leading me.
Usopp: *gives him a flat look* Sanji. Think about what you just said. *is better, though--Sanji's still a GIRL, but it's easier to ignore now that certain areas are covered* *pauses for a second to listen to the music and figure out where to jump in* Okay. ...here goes nothing! *starts dancing, fumbling a little at first until he finds the rhythm and smoothes out a bit*
Sanji: I know, I know, never mind! *scowls and flushes a bit, letting Usopp guide him around the deck* But it'll be over in a few days, so just - deal. Okay... *lowers his hand from Usopp's shoulder, getting ready to step into a turn* Start throwing in some spins.
Usopp: *about to protest, but decides it's just easier to go along with what Sanji's saying for now* ...okay. Spins. No problem! *pulls away and moves his hand from Sanji's waist, lifting his arm so Sanji can pass underneath* *grins a little* This is a lot easier when you're this short!
Sanji: *twirls, wheee!* …Yeah, it kinda is. *steps back in close to Usopp, gripping his arm again and starting to get more ~in the groove~ with the music* You're really improving, you know.
Usopp: *smiles, really happy to hear that* Yeah? I think I'm getting used to it! *keeps dancing, slowly letting himself get more elaborate with the way he's guiding Sanji, throwing in more twists and spins* *forgets his earlier nervousness with girl!Sanji as they keep dancing and he starts to feel more confident* Oh! I'm gonna dip you now, okay??
Sanji: *nods, smiling back* We still have to pick up the tempo a bit, obviously, but yeah, this ain't bad! *still kind of feels like taking control and spinning Usopp around a few times, but shoves that aside and focuses on hitting all the steps correctly, given that they're kinda backwards from what he's used to* ...Dip me? Ah - alright, I guess.
Usopp: *grins* Yeah! It's fun doing that! And it'll be easier now because you weigh less, I bet! *sends Sanji out into a spin, and pulls him back in, bracing his back with an arm as he dips him backwards* *...hit on the forehead by a button as one, then two, pop off the straining shirt and Sanji's boobs kind of mildly explode out of it* *gets an eyeful and almost drops Sanji to retreat* ...oh god. *squeezes his eyes shut instead* Sorry! I'm sorry!!
Sanji: ... *grips Usopp's arm tightly as he's almost dropped and stares up at him with wide eyes, completely startled* ..... *slowly looks down at himself and the way his boobs are spilling out everywhere, and takes a quick moment to be grateful he at least had a bra on* ....... *looks back up at Usopp and his screwed shut eyes and hanging jaw and the sort of horrified embarrassment passing over his face — and promptly loses it, letting out a few snickers that quickly turn into the sort of gut-busting laughter that makes it hard to even breathe* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
Usopp: *whines* Sanjiiiii! It's not funny! *doesn't open his eyes yet, but has the presence of mind to remember to pull Sanji back upright out of the dip--besides, his arm was starting to get tired* *sighs, and wishes that Sanji would stop clinging to his arm quite so tightly, finally opening his eyes*
Sanji: *still clinging, but mostly because he's practically bent over with laugher and needs to hold onto SOMETHING or else he'd be on the floor rolling around* Ahahahahahahaha. S-sorry, man. But. The look on your face — HAHAHAHA!!! *pretty much makes zero effort to cover himself up as he keeps cracking up*
Usopp: *scowls* O-oi. Shouldn't you be more concerned about your maidenly virtue?? *looks down at Sanji, and...oh god--the way he's bent over like that and laughing, pretty much can only see a lot of jiggling cleavage* *turns away quickly and tries to shake his arm loose* ...I LIKED that shirt, too.
Sanji: I'll buy you another one. *finally manages to get his laughter under control and straightens up, still grinning like an idiot* *doesn't let go of Usopp's arm, simply because it's obvious he's kinda desperate to get away and holding him in place is more amusing* *...is kind of a jerk* Pffft, maidenly virtue, please. Can we continue?
Usopp: ... *wants to scream that this is worse that what Sanji was wearing before, but holds it in* *randomly feeling stubborn and sets his jaw instead* Fine.
Sanji: ... *actually sort of surprised by that, but just shrugs and steps in possibly a little too close, getting his hands in place again* Ready when you are.
Usopp: *pulls back sliiightly, putting a little more space between them* Then let's dance.*starts dancing again, but stiffly, and keeps messing up the timing, which just makes him more flustered and makes it worse as they go on* *face slowly starts turning red*
Sanji: *tries to keep a straight face, figuring that cracking up again right now might be pushing it* *does his best to follow Usopp's steadily worsening lead, stumbling and bumping into him more than a few times* Ow — that was my FOOT, you moron!
Usopp: *winces, remembering Sanji's threat from earlier* Sorry! We're just--here, let's stop a second, okay? I think I got a little messed up. *still blushing* Uh. Your foot's okay, right?
Sanji: A little? *scowls, propping his hands on his hips* You're all over the place!
Usopp: *rubs the back of his neck, avoiding Sanji's eye* ...sorry. I can do better than that! I just got kind of distracted, that's all. *sighs* Let's just take a little break, okay? ...hey, your foot IS okay, right?
Sanji: *waves him off* Oh, my foot's fine. *sighs a bit and looks down, like he's checking to make sure his foot really IS okay, but catches sight of his chest first* ... *pauses, then rolls his eyes and grabs both sides of his shirt, pulling them together and holding them shut with one hand* *gives Usopp a somewhat sullen glare that might look more like a pout* I swear, it's like you've never seen a pair of breasts before.
Usopp: *takes a small step back, a little surprised by that look* Not on YOU!! ...anyway, that had nothing to do with it! *scrubs a hand over his face* I just got off the beat, that's all! It had nothing to do with you and your... *flaps a hand vaguely in the direction of Sanji's chest*
Sanji: *waits for a moment, eyebrows raised expectantly* ...Breasts. Me and my bre-- Shit, I need a cigarette. *marches over to the railing, pulling a pack of smokes out of his back pocket and swiftly lighting one*
Usopp: *mutters under his breath, sounding petulant* I KNOW what they're called. *crosses his arms and follows behind Sanji, leaning with his back to the railing, resting with his elbows on it* I was doing pretty good, right? Before that last part, I mean.
Sanji: Mm... *exhales slowly, blowing smoke up into the night air, and turns around to lean back against the railing, too, mirroring Usopp's pose* Pretty good, yeah. We can probably start picking up the pace a little now.
Usopp: ...really? You think that won't be too tough? *looks over at Sanji and smiles a little, because he still thinks it's cool that he's taller than him right now* *gets a little distracted by the shape of Sanji's mouth as he blows smoke up into the air--his lips are so much fuller and his jawline less masculine, and he just LOOKS like a girl, except...still Sanji* *sighs a little and mutters under his breath about how weird this all is for the 197868th time*
Sanji: Nah, it shouldn't be. *sucks on his cigarette again and glances over at Usopp when he starts muttering, raising an eyebrow* What was that?
Usopp: *quickly shakes his head* Nothing! ...I think my shoelace might be loose! *drops down to his knee and starts retying his shoelaces*
Sanji: *looks down at the top of Usopp's head* Can you stay down there? Makes me feel like I'm closer to the right height.
Usopp: *looks up and glares at Sanji* Oi. I'm not THAT much shorter than you, you know. *finishes tying his sneakers and stands, making sure to make his posture extra straight, and sidesteps over closer to Sanji* *laughs* Anyway, look at you right now! You're barely past my shoulder! *grins*
Sanji: *suddenly has to tilt his head back to see Usopp, which just makes him frown like whoa* ...Che. Yeah, I can see right up your nose from here.
Usopp: Ahaha, Sanji-kun, you're so little and cute. *smiles smugly and pats the top of Sanji's head* *possibly has a death wish*
Sanji: ... *splutters, rearing back out of Usopp's reach* I -- you -- WHAT did you just say?! *glares with the strength of 19238791823 kicks to the face*
Usopp: *winces* ...nothing!! You were probably just hearing things! *eyes the tennis shoes Sanji's wearing and wonders if they'd hurt as much as his normal shoes*
Sanji: *sees him looking and taps his toe against the ground a few times, almost as a warning, but mostly just for the hell of it*
Usopp: *whines* Sanjiii! I didn't DO anything!!
Sanji: *flat look* Uh-huh. *takes a final drag of his cigarette, then tosses it overboard and turns back to Usopp, holding out a hand* Come on, break time's over.
Usopp: *eyes Sanji a little suspiciously, because this could easily be a trap*
Sanji: *goes for the totally innocent look* *attempts batting his eyelashes, too*
Usopp: *raises an eyebrow* What's wrong with your eye?
Sanji: .......... *scowls* Nothing. Shut up. *thrusts his hand out a little more impatiently*
Usopp: *sighs a little and finally reaches out to take Sanji's hand* So...you wanna try it faster this time? *on guard for surprise attacks*
Sanji: *grins a big stupid grin and yanks Usopp closer, stepping forward to meet him halfway so that they sort of collide together, his breasts all squashed up against Usopp's chest* Yeah, I think faster is a good idea.
Usopp: *tries to backpedal immediately, because there are BOOBS squished up against him, and they're SANJI'S, and--oh god, Sanji already has an arm around his waist and he CAN'T ESCAPE* *squirms a little, but that kind of makes it worse, because he's not wearing a shirt, and Sanji's chest is barely covered at all, and all it does is kind of make their skin rub together* S-Sanji! You--your--!! *feels a little faint* *possibly might be dying*
Sanji: *tries for innocent again, attempting not to laugh* What? Something wrong, Usopp? *doesn't loosen his hold at all*
Usopp: ... *not actually sure if Sanji really doesn't realize what's wrong or if he's just playing dumb* *opens his mouth to speak* *decides he might look like a pervert if he brings it up when Sanji doesn't seem to realize what the problem is, and figures the sooner they start dancing, the sooner they'll start doing spins and stuff and thus put ROOM between them* Nothing! Nothing's wrong!! Let's just start dancing okay??
Sanji: *just stares at him for a minute before finally breaking out into snickers, ducking his head against Usopp's chest to hide it* Ahahaha, you are way too easy, man. *steps back before Usopp has a heart attack, putting a proper amount of space between them* We can actually call it a night, if you want. There's always tomorrow - I'd wear an actual SHIRT, I promise.
Usopp: ... *sputters a little, and takes a step backwards, looking scandalized* You DID do that on purpose!! Sanji, you JERK!! *glares*
Sanji: *runs a hand through his hair and flips it back off his shoulder, looking entirely unconcerned* I'm telling ya, I can't help it. Your reactions make it worth it. *grins again*
Usopp: *glares harder for a moment before giving up and rolling his eyes* Fine, whatever. Pick on Usopp; everybody always does. *crosses his arms and looks down at Sanji again, and quickly regrets it* ...oh my god, COVER yourself. You're hanging out all over the place!!
Sanji: *glances down at his chest* ...Not my fault your shirt couldn't hold 'em in. *halfheartedly covers his boobs with one hand, propping the other on his hip* I don't really have anything out here to cover them with.
Usopp: *sighs again* I think it IS your fault. YOU'RE the one with the...overabundance. *grumbles a little and undoes the sash at his waist, holding it out to Sanji* Here. You can use this, I guess.
Sanji: ... *takes the sash, raising an eyebrow at Usopp's steadily disappearing outfit* You gonna hand over your pants next? *wraps the sash around his chest, tying it off in the back* *pauses for a moment, then starts unbuttoning the rest of the shirt, finding that having both articles of clothing on is too constricting*
Usopp: *crosses his arms and looks unimpressed* Shut up, I'm being...chivalrous. Or something. YOU should appreciate that. *raises an eyebrow* ...why are you unbuttoning that?? You've got the sash tied over the top of it anyway, that's not going to-- *sighs and goes up to Sanji, turning him around so he has his back to him, and unties the sash again so Sanji can take off the shirt*
Sanji: *blinks, sort of surprised that Usopp willingly came closer to him like that* ...I was just gonna pull the shirt out from under it, but okay. *slides the shirt off, throwing a grin over his shoulder at Usopp while he's at it*
Usopp: *holding the ends of the sash and looking sort of vaguely into the sky, so doesn't notice Sanji's grin* Just. Tell me when you're done.
Sanji: ...Right. *rolls his eyes, grabbing the sash and tying it around his chest again, making sure it actually covers everything for once* *grabs the shirt again as an afterthought, throwing it back on but leaving it unbuttoned, just so he's covered up a little more* Done.
Usopp: *takes a look and grins* Definitely better! *flashes Sanji a thumbs-up before holding out his hand* Let's try again. ...faster this time? If you think that'll be okay.
Sanji: *grins a bit, taking Usopp's hand and stepping into position - keeping the distance between them PROPER this time* I think that'd be fine, yeah. You're ready for it.
Usopp: *falls into position too but pauses before starting to dance* Wait, we need to like...change the music then, right?
Sanji: Not necessarily. Just double-time it, two steps per beat. *taps out a rhythm against Usopp's hand* Like that. Think you can handle it?
Usopp: *brow furrows a little, obviously trying to mentally readjust his timing* Okay. Yeah, I think so... *makes a false start and then stops for a second* *finally starts again, his timing a little uneven, but not too bad*
Sanji: *goes with it, trying to let Usopp adjust to the new pace without taking over* There you go, you got it!
Usopp: *wearing a look of extreme concentration, but smiles a little at Sanji's words* Yeah? *concentrates again, planning the timing, and spins Sanji* *laughs a little at the way Sanji's unbuttoned shirt flares out as he spins, because as outfits go, a sash for a top under a button-down shirt is a little ridiculous, especially for dancing like this*
Sanji: *can't help laughing as he spins, too, mostly because he's happy to see Usopp getting the hang of it pretty quickly* We should start throwing in some new moves. Since I'm lighter as a girl, now's the time for it. You can probably actually pick me up, don't you think?
Usopp: *hadn't actually thought about that* ...yeah, no problem! *pretty sure that it won't be hard, at least* ... *...not actually sure what he's supposed to do, though, so just waits for further instruction from Sanji*
Sanji: Okay. *pauses, putting both his hands on Usopp's shoulders* So...I'm going to jump up. And you kind of...go with it, like put your hands on my waist and lift. And then when I come down I'll...well. My legs will...go around you, kind of, on both sides, and then you lift me up again and put me down -- oh, fuck it, let me just show you. You'll figure it out.
Usopp: ...that sounds complicated. *looks hesitant, because it also sounds a little awkward* *gets ready to grab Sanji's waist in case he jumps up right away, though*
Sanji: *starts getting ready to jump, but hesitates at the last second* ... *mutters* You'd better not drop me.
Usopp: *looks offended* I won't DROP you! I can carry you when you're a guy, and you weigh like...six pounds now. *gets into a READY!! position with his hands*
Sanji: *looks offended right back* Hey, I weigh more than six pounds, you jerk. I -- whatever, okay, here we go. *does a couple practice bounces, then jumps and hopes Usopp's ready for it, otherwise they're gonna end up in a pile on the ground*
Usopp: *IS ready for it, but still taken by surprise when his hands close around Sanji's waist, because he's even more slim than expected, but also softer too* *somehow manages to keep his cool and NOT let go, even though that's his first impulse, and lifts Sanji up higher...and then isn't sure what to do and just kind of holds him there* ...now what?
Sanji: *blinks down at Usopp* ...Look at you, you really can hold me up! *grins, then lets it fade slightly and spreads his legs a bit* Uh...you gotta bring me back down, though. And close. I mean - like, touching close.
Usopp: *arms are already getting tired, but he's not going to say that* ...that close? Uh. *lowers Sanji a little and brings him closER, but not too close*
Sanji: ... *flat look* And just what the hell can I do from here? *swings his legs towards Usopp a bit, trying to demonstrate what he's supposed to be doing* You gotta remember we're doing this in slow motion, normally it'd be one smooth move and it'd already be over.
Usopp: ...okay. Wait, let's just try it again from the beginning. *starts lowering Sanji the rest of the way to the ground* It'll be easier to do it a little faster, right? *this logic seems sound*
Sanji: ...Maybe. *waits until he's on the ground again, then starts getting back into position* Figured you'd wanna know what to expect first. Ready?
Usopp: *nods, feeling a little more at ease this time, though still a little nervous* Ready! *catches Sanji's waist as he jumps, lifting him up for a second before starting to bring him down closer to his body*
Sanji: *swings his legs out so they're on either side of Usopp's body as he comes back down, hoping that Usopp remembers to stay in control and lift him again before his momentum knocks them over or something*
Usopp: *doesn't EXACTLY remember, but starts to feel his balance getting thrown off and does his best to adjust and lift Sanji back in the opposite direction to correct it* Wh-whoa!
Sanji: *grins widely at Usopp as he's lifted back up, and then lands lightly on his feet again* There, you got it! *grabs one of Usopp's hands and raises his arm, ducking under it in a spin* And then you'd combine it with other moves, like so. See?
Usopp: *grins back, feeling more than a little proud of himself* You're right; that was kinda cool! *catches Sanji by the waist with one hand, reversing his spin and then grabbing his hand again to blend almost seamlessly back into dancing, his rhythm just a little off since he's still adjusting to the faster pace* *laughs, a little surprised that this is suddenly so FUN instead of the exercise in awkward it had just been* Hey, I think we're doing good! Anything else? Some other awesome moves we can try??
Sanji: Oh, there's a ton of other moves. *throws in some more spins as they're talking, just to get Usopp more accustomed to the faster pace* Some are a little advanced, though. Think you could handle swinging me behind your back?
Usopp: *raises an eyebrow* Behind my back? *trying to picture how that would even work, and failing utterly* ...maybe we can save that one for next time.
Sanji: *laughs a bit* Good plan. Let's stick with perfecting what you already know for now. *puts his hands on Usopp's shoulders again so he can do that jump move one more time*
Usopp: *gets it quickly and catches Sanji's waist again when he jumps, this time remembering to lift him again after he kicks his legs around him* *laughs too, because this is actually pretty fun, now that he's distracted from the whole SANJI HAS BOOBS thing* Aha! I told you I'd be a natural at this!! *sends Sanji out into another spin and reels him back in, not feeling too bad about how he's leading right now, either*
Sanji: *is...pretty impressed, actually, and kind of surprised by how much he's enjoying this* Yeah, yeah. I don't know if I'd go that far, but you're definitely picking it up quicker than I thought you would. *just kind of goes with the music for a bit, dancing around the deck* George will definitely be impressed.
Usopp: *grins* Well. You're a pretty good teacher too. *continues dancing with Sanji, getting more comfortable with the pace and feeling pretty proud of himself, actually* *slows as the song starts to wind down* ...should we call it a night?
Sanji: Mm, I think we've covered enough for now. *does one more spin out, then suddenly switches up and pulls Usopp toward him, forcing him back into a dip before he can protest and grinning down at him* But we should definitely practice again while I'm still a girl. *waggles his eyebrows for no real reason other than that he's being a dork*
Usopp: *definitely hadn't been expecting THAT* H-hey! *starts to flail, but stills himself so Sanji won't drop him* Oh. Yeah. Definitely. *gulps and blushes a little, because from this angle, he can see a lot of cleavage again* *LOOKS TO THE SIDE* Anyway, I bet after that I'd be ready to try it with George. You think?
Sanji: I do think. *takes pity on the guy and lifts him back up, then drops his arms and takes a few steps back, shoving his hands in his pockets* I think you two will have a fucking fantastic time the next time you go out dancing.
Usopp: *relaxes a bit, grinning again* I bet we will! I hope the next island we come to has a place we can go...I owe her a date, anyway. *comes up to Sanji's side and claps him on the shoulder, forgetting he's supposed to feel uncomfortable around him right now* Anyway, thanks! I owe you one!
Sanji: *grins back* Not a problem, man. It was...fun. *keeps grinning fondly for a moment, then lets it fade and clears his throat, taking another step back and gesturing over his shoulder to the galley door* You, uh...want a snack or something?
Usopp: Oh. Yeah! *smiles* That'd be awesome. *follows along behind Sanji as he leads the way to the galley, feeling almost like things are back to normal*
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