[Fic] One Piece - Studies in Spearfishing (Kalgara/Norland)
Title: Studies in Spearfishing
Pairing: Kalgara/Norland. HOYES.
Rating: PG? There is shirtlessness >.>
Word Count: 600ish
Spoilers: Not really, but this is from end-ish of Skypeia
Notes: This is prompted by and totally for
megalotro. Also very much gratitude to
snarkymonkey, who was kind enough to do a fantastic edit. I hope you feel better soon, honey! Finally, I really love these guys. So much.
Summary: Kalgara teaches Norland how to spearfish.
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Studies in Spearfishing
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"Spearfishing? Why not use nets? Or fishing poles? We can show you how."
Kalgara was leading Norland to the water. He didn't turn to answer, but lifted his head high and proud. "We've done it this way in Shandia for hundreds of years. It's all we need." Then Kalgara looked over his shoulder and added, "And sometimes science is less fun."
Norland caught the smile and laughed, following Kalgara good-naturedly across the beach until Kalagara selected a likely spot. Norland shed his great coat and shirt and bent to take off his boots and roll up his pants, tucking his sash in so it wouldn't trail in the water. He hefted the spear, looking uncertain. "You're sure about this?" Smiling a little at his own hesitation, not quite laughing.
Kalgara did laugh, dismissing the question with a decisive "Come on!" He splashed into the water and turned to wait, all challenge and laughter and wind-blown mane.
Norland followed, wading in to stand beside the other man, peering into water made murky by the sand he'd kicked up. He looked expectantly at Kalgara.
"Get ready and stand still."
Obediently, Norland cocked the spear back, settling into a wide stance as Kalgara watched.
"Like this." Said firm and reasurring against his ear, and he felt the smile curl against his cheek. Hands slid along his forearms to fix his grip and he felt Kalgara's solid weight at his back, pushing him into the correct stance.
Norland shifted until they were flush, bending and giving way until the pressure of the hands eased. As they stopped moving, he felt the sand start to settle around his bare feet. He looked around, searching for fish.
"Should I wait and aim lower? The water bends the light, so--"
"Hush, and feel the water. You'll know when to strike."
He laughed softly, and Kalgara nudged him to quiet him. "You'll scare the fish," Kalgara admonished close by his ear, though he could catch the huff of supressed mirth.
The sun was warm on his shoulders, though his bare back was shielded by Kalgara. The beach was quiet save for the occasional tolling call of a far-off southbird. The water was clearing, sparkling and bright under the high sun. He could see the fish now, shimmering and shy.
"Don't move," Kalgara whispered unnecessarily. The soft brush of a voice, a patient smile in the tone. Hands light on his, body relaxed behind him, waiting.
The water rushed slowly around them, a steady push and pull at their legs, a susurration like the breath at his ear. And slowly, Norland became aware of another rhythm -- Kalgara's heartbeat at his back, firm and steady like the deep toll of a great bell, proud and challenging and right there behind him.
The sighing of the waves and steady beat at his back lulled him, so when something moved at the edge of his vision, startling him back into awareness, Norland was surprised to discover that he had cramped from the wait.
A fish had swum close, curious.
A slight tensing of muscle at his back, the barest twitch in the hands on him, and he felt, and moved, and it was easy and natural and quick, not at all calculated, Kalgara's hands guiding his, hips turning and shoulders surging together, a single fluid motion as simple as breathing.
He missed, of course.
Kalgara sniggered.
Norland splashed him, and turned to go after the spear.
A great sheet of water barreled into his back, and he crashed face-first into the sea. He came up sputtering as Kalgara clutched at his belly, laughing. Norland swept at Kalgara's knees with the spear, and the other man collapsed in a great confusion of hair and splashing water and limbs.
It wasn't long until the beach was raucous with laughter and the splash of water, all the fish long since terrified away.
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End
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Pairing: Kalgara/Norland. HOYES.
Rating: PG? There is shirtlessness >.>
Word Count: 600ish
Spoilers: Not really, but this is from end-ish of Skypeia
Notes: This is prompted by and totally for
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Summary: Kalgara teaches Norland how to spearfish.
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-=-
"Spearfishing? Why not use nets? Or fishing poles? We can show you how."
Kalgara was leading Norland to the water. He didn't turn to answer, but lifted his head high and proud. "We've done it this way in Shandia for hundreds of years. It's all we need." Then Kalgara looked over his shoulder and added, "And sometimes science is less fun."
Norland caught the smile and laughed, following Kalgara good-naturedly across the beach until Kalagara selected a likely spot. Norland shed his great coat and shirt and bent to take off his boots and roll up his pants, tucking his sash in so it wouldn't trail in the water. He hefted the spear, looking uncertain. "You're sure about this?" Smiling a little at his own hesitation, not quite laughing.
Kalgara did laugh, dismissing the question with a decisive "Come on!" He splashed into the water and turned to wait, all challenge and laughter and wind-blown mane.
Norland followed, wading in to stand beside the other man, peering into water made murky by the sand he'd kicked up. He looked expectantly at Kalgara.
"Get ready and stand still."
Obediently, Norland cocked the spear back, settling into a wide stance as Kalgara watched.
"Like this." Said firm and reasurring against his ear, and he felt the smile curl against his cheek. Hands slid along his forearms to fix his grip and he felt Kalgara's solid weight at his back, pushing him into the correct stance.
Norland shifted until they were flush, bending and giving way until the pressure of the hands eased. As they stopped moving, he felt the sand start to settle around his bare feet. He looked around, searching for fish.
"Should I wait and aim lower? The water bends the light, so--"
"Hush, and feel the water. You'll know when to strike."
He laughed softly, and Kalgara nudged him to quiet him. "You'll scare the fish," Kalgara admonished close by his ear, though he could catch the huff of supressed mirth.
The sun was warm on his shoulders, though his bare back was shielded by Kalgara. The beach was quiet save for the occasional tolling call of a far-off southbird. The water was clearing, sparkling and bright under the high sun. He could see the fish now, shimmering and shy.
"Don't move," Kalgara whispered unnecessarily. The soft brush of a voice, a patient smile in the tone. Hands light on his, body relaxed behind him, waiting.
The water rushed slowly around them, a steady push and pull at their legs, a susurration like the breath at his ear. And slowly, Norland became aware of another rhythm -- Kalgara's heartbeat at his back, firm and steady like the deep toll of a great bell, proud and challenging and right there behind him.
The sighing of the waves and steady beat at his back lulled him, so when something moved at the edge of his vision, startling him back into awareness, Norland was surprised to discover that he had cramped from the wait.
A fish had swum close, curious.
A slight tensing of muscle at his back, the barest twitch in the hands on him, and he felt, and moved, and it was easy and natural and quick, not at all calculated, Kalgara's hands guiding his, hips turning and shoulders surging together, a single fluid motion as simple as breathing.
He missed, of course.
Kalgara sniggered.
Norland splashed him, and turned to go after the spear.
A great sheet of water barreled into his back, and he crashed face-first into the sea. He came up sputtering as Kalgara clutched at his belly, laughing. Norland swept at Kalgara's knees with the spear, and the other man collapsed in a great confusion of hair and splashing water and limbs.
It wasn't long until the beach was raucous with laughter and the splash of water, all the fish long since terrified away.
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End
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[ps - I really liked your story. :) ]
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I'll email you the links on my lunchbreak.
And thanks about the story. I'm suprised you read it, and now I feel weird XD
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Item 2: No hurry. Whenev.
Item c: I can not read your stories if it makes you feel self-conscious or whatever, but I think they're really good.
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I love these two very much. Mostly I write in Water Seven, but let me tell you, taking together all of Water Seven's awesomeness in however many volumes it took to tell, I still can't pick a favourite between all that and the single volume with the Kalgara and Norland story. It's just so gut-wrenching and tragic and happy at the same time. Their time together is brief and fierce and wonderful, and I love them whether they're slashed or just friends.
I am planning to do more with them! Hopefully there will be fanart done soon, and another fic or possibly a doujin. I hope you enjoy those too, when they are done!
Also, of course, thanks so much for the comment, and such a nice one!
Although, out of curiousity, how did you find this? ^^;
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I must thank
It was very kind of you to bother to come find a place to leave a comment. So you get extra thanks, knowing you went out of your way to do so!
Let's see, Kalgara and Norland art. I actually have two pieces by English-speaking fans that I can show you.
The first is just wonderful and fun and cheery and has fantastic bright colours. It's both simple and detailed. I like it lots:
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/11786576/
The second was something that was recced in the
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/12133728/
So I hope that helps slake your thirst for these two a little! I might know a couple more pieces, but these are the two I can think of off the top of my head. I know they're hard to find. I'm, uh, going to go ahead and shamelessly plug
Speaking of stuff you've found -- is there any chance you could share those Japanese fanarts with me? Pweese? *wibbly eyes*
Oh! And again with the shameless plugging -- I have something going on right now where I do little sketches for people every day to help me loosen up and improve my art. People are welcome to request absolutely anything. So if you would like to request something specific with Kalgara and Norland, please feel free to (http://justira.livejournal.com/171710.html)! Although be warned, that meme is just for doodles. I'd be happy to try for something more refined and serious, but you'd have to poke me about the separately ^^;
Uh, yes. I like doing gift art.
So! I'm glad to find a fellow fan. Thanks so much for stopping by!
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Ha, ha! I found both those Japanese fanarts for you. Here's them looking all serious (http://hanaichi-m.girly.jp/gly/oi/03.jpg) from 871monme (http://hanaichi-m.girly.jp/top.html).
And this is the one where they're cuddling (http://acidjuice.nobody.jp/w/norkal1.html) from Acid Juice (http://roo.to/acidjuice/).
And a little shameless plugging of my own: here's (http://hibem.livejournal.com/51448.html#cutid1) my little CalNor flashfic lemon, which I never got around to linking anywhere it'd get read. Mostly 'cause I feel like it's probably incomplete.
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Also, I took a look at the little fic. I enjoyed it, thanks a lot for linking me to it! I'm unfortunately leaving work right now but I hope I can leave some more substantive feedback on the fic itself later today.
Either way, it's really great to see another Kalgara/Norland fan. And it's especially good to see someone that is willing to write them! You, uh, actually have totally put me on a Kalgara/Norland kick now so I am probably going to spend the afternoon working on more fic for them. Long fic this time, not a drabble =)
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*scampers off*
-Tro