So…it's not OBE? Sorry? I am working on it, but genius takes time~

Anyway~ I decided to be awesome and participate in MarcoAce week, even though I should be working on OBE, I just couldn't pass this up~

So, Day 1: Fire

I won't be uploading them all separately, so if you want to read all my MarcoAce Week fics, just alert this one ^_^

Warnings: None for this story, but some of the others will have some~

This is dedicated to Sunrise Flame cause she's a dear and she deserves it :)

The Ship is on Fire

SET SAIL!

Battles were very common on the Moby Dick. Something Ace didn't really think was likely when he was joining up. Sure there were the rookies like him who often challenged the old man to prove something but more often than not people weren't stupid enough to challenge the strongest man in the world.

Or at least that's what he thought.

Turns out there were quite a lot of people stupid enough to challenge the strongest man in the world. They had many different ships approaching them, attacking them, and most of the time retreating.

But there were the times that the opposition was too stubborn to retreat, and his brothers and sisters liked the work out. More often than not Pops never even leaves his chair, just continues drinking sake and watching his children let off some steam.

Izou always tells Ace that his ability is really useful for the disposal of the empty enemy ships. Pops thinks it is a shame to do but with the crew disbanded, or all dead, then the ship should join them right?

Ace really enjoys lighting the ships on fire. It's the time of release he doesn't get when he spars. He doesn't want to hurt his siblings, and Marco is always really busy and can't spar with him so he never really goes all out with his flames.

That leads to some pent up fire, and it's not a pretty sight for anyone.

Ace looks around at the fading battles and just smiles. This is another one of those times that the challengers refuse to run away, so the teen is making his way over to the empty ship, excitedly bouncing from foot to foot at the thought of being able to play with the flames again.

He hops over and is completely alone, with only the sounds of finishing battles and the waves ticking at his ears.

His ears perk as Ace hears the clacking of talons on wood and frowns a little at the idea of Marco joining him for another burning.

It was one of the first things he realized about the first mate after joining the Whitebeard Pirates.

Marco loves fire.

Like really loves it. He really likes to be around Ace when he fights because even against someone weak the teen has a tendency to light something on fire. It's both interesting and annoying.

"Mind if I join you, yoi?"

Another thing Ace has noticed about Marco. He has a really sexy voice when it comes to the prospect of being near fire.

Ace wants to scowl and tell the phoenix no, that he wants to burn alone for once, but he can't. Marco just always looks so happy when he's standing on flaming decks with Ace.

"You know, if I didn't know that you have the phoenix's tendencies when you are human, I'd question your love of fire."

He turned around and just gave the blonde a look, one that clearly said he was onto whatever the elder was planning. The man was always planning something, and he never asked to join Ace, he just did.

"Maybe the fire isn't the reason I'm here. Maybe I just like looking at you as you burn things to the ground, yoi." His voice was all husky and, wait what?

Ace's eyes widened and he, well for once he wasn't quite sure what to say to that. Sure he'd always flirt with Marco when he could, but the man never flirted back! Hell, normally he kicked him…Marco must be a pod person.

"But no, you were right. The phoenix in me really likes to be around fire, yoi." The smirk on that ruggedly handsome face is so uncalled for.

Ace glared and pouted a little, angry at thinking that Marco was flirting with him.

His fire flares around his feet, catching the wooden deck on fire as Ace figures out how to go about this now awkward, in his mind, conversation.

"Your phoenix likes fire that much?" he idly asks, walking away to catch the cabin door on fire.

"Well yeah, though I was a bit of a pyro before I became part phoenix, but now I crave it. Almost like Izou craves chocolate all the time, yoi." Marco spoke calmly, slight smile dancing across his lips as he stands right in the middle of the fire Ace started.

Soon it will be a full blaze, and that's when the phoenix really lets loose.

With that thought a sudden idea pushed itself into Ace's brain.

"Marco!" he whipped around, running over to the first mate and grabbing his hand. The blonde looks down at Ace, rather surprised, and furrows his brow. Very few good things come from a really excited pyromaniac.

"You can dance, right?"

Marco was many things. He was the first mate to the strongest man in the world, he had a Mythical Zoan fruit, he loved fire, and he was rather obsessed with fluffy pillows.

He was not prepared for that question.

"What, yoi?"

"You can dance, right? I know you can, I've seen you at the camp fires. Will you dance with me?" Ace looked so excited, dark eyes sparkling, large shit-eating grin spread across his face. Marco would be hard pressed to say no to such a sight.

The teen is already positioning them before the blonde can fully put his thoughts back on track in a logical manner.

Ace wraps Marco's right hand around his own waist, and puts his left hand on the phoenix's right shoulder, and grabs his free hand.

It's a classic waltz position and the elder just keeps getting surprised by the other today. First he didn't participate in the fight, then he was content to light the ship ablaze without Marco, now he knows the dancing form for a classic waltz.

"You know how to dance, yoi?"

The look the teen gives him could only be described as a "well duh" face. How was Marco supposed to know that a savage little brat like Ace could do something as sophisticated as a waltz?!

"Of course I do. Makino taught me." And the ebony-haired teen said that like it was the most obvious thing in the world. When all Marco could think was, 'Who the hell is Makino?'

Ace tugged on their joined hands and gave him a pointed look. With a sigh the blonde complied and pulled the teen into a simple waltz.

"Why am I leading, yoi?"

It was a simple question, and a valid one. Ace was very bullheaded and stubborn, so it was a bit hard to believe he'd just let Marco lead him around in a dance. Especially when it was generally a woman's role, not something he thought the teen would do voluntarily.

"Do you want me to lead?" those eyes should be outlawed. They were wide and expressive, and dammit.

"I didn't say that, yoi. I was just curious." He shrugged and spun the younger around, delighting at the deep giggle that escaped from Ace's mouth.

It was nice. The dancing. It had been a long time since he did any sort of classical dance, and while he wasn't worried about his skills deteriorating, it was nice to put them to use.

Marco was starting to get comfortable, dancing with Ace, spinning him around, and sometimes lifting him just a little. He wanted to try and dip the other, just to shock him, but it seems Ace had other ideas.

He lit his own feet on fire. Only then did he realized that he had kicked off his boots while they were moving around.

Every step in the dance, every twirl, every movement, had sparks flying up and the deck scorching more and more as Ace slowly burnt it down while they danced.

The blonde was able to restrain himself for quite a while, even he was impressed by that, especially as the phoenix tried as hard as it could to come out.

Marco had to give a little, simply because the fire was filling him up with an incredible amount of happiness, and joy, and an overall need to preen.

Soon, joining the orange and red flames were blue and yellow, the clacking of his talons breaking through the peace of the popping of the crackling fire.

Ace didn't seem to mind, in fact his smile widened as Marco's tail came up to curl around his trim waist.

There were many expectations that the blonde had for this day, a nice fight, an even nicer burning, maybe more than a few hours of sleep. At no time did he think that he'd be twirling around his smoking hot younger brother on a flaming ship and have that attractive smile aimed right at him.

He could barely hold back a moan at the feel of Ace's flames licking and lapping at his bared skin, pretty sure he let something escape because suddenly the ebony-haired youth was speaking.

"I knew you liked fire too much." Ace's smug voice tickled at Marco's ears and a dastardly idea came into his strategic mind.

Without warning Marco started to up the tempo, clutching at Ace's waist with his hand and his tail, and pulling the teen closer, to where their fronts were completely pressed together.

Surprisingly Ace's face lit up in a dark blush and Marco knew that this was a grand idea.

Idly he registered murmuring and gasps from the Moby, but he was way too focused on making Ace realize that he was messing with the wrong person.

His talons moved with surprising efficiency as he pulled Ace into a much more complicated rhythm and dance. It was still a waltz, but it was far from the simple one the teen had started.

Being pressed close to his partner was key because Marco was moving them like they were one, and shockingly Ace was keeping up flawlessly.

The steps became more and more complicated. Adding in twirls, spins, lifts, dips, and some other moves he had picked up along the way. With every step, ever breath, every movement they made, Marco was more and more drawn in to the dance they were weaving. The flames licking at their backs, their hair, their feet, everywhere.

It just made it that more intense for Marco.

He wasn't even aware that he was smiling until he took a breath too look into Ace's eyes. Marco saw his face reflected in those deep dark pools and suddenly the smile was widening and he was swinging the smaller teen into the air.

The phoenix was happy and his mind was pleasantly numb so he wasn't paying attention as he released his hold on Ace and he responded by spinning in the air, fire flying around him like a faux skirt.

Marco caught him rather easily, enjoying the feel of the firm bare back pressing into his equally firm bare front. The skin on skin contact was almost as glorious as the fire still tickling him from all around.

He deftly grabbed the teen's left hand with his right and watched as the other immediately got the idea and spun out of his hold. The only part of them still touching was their hands.

Ace's lips curled in another smile and he twisted around and danced his own little dance while still clinging to Marco's seriously sweating hand.

A simple jerk and the teen stopped and twirled right back into their original position.

Knowing that the ship was just about broken and charred, Marco lead Ace around in a final loop, enjoying the wind and the flames as he just danced.

He could hear clapping as they slowed down, but Marco was still enraptured with Ace. All wrapped in fire, and knowing how to dance, and keeping up with him even when he made the dance harder and harder.

They were good together. A good pair. A good partnership. A good match.

Marco's mind was running in circles as he slowed to a stop and finished the dance by dipping his all too willing partner.

In fact, he was still thinking of all the excuses he could use to keep Ace in his arms for a little longer, when the teen surprised him by wrapping his hands around Marco's neck.

The blonde looked into the dark eyes, curiosity shining through his own blue irises, he was sure. But that didn't seem to matter to Ace. Nope. He had his own ideas about what was going on.

With a hard tug, the teen pulled Marco's face to his and planted his lips firmly on the blonde's.

Marco's eyes were wide and he didn't know quite what to do as Ace pulled tighter and moved his lips slightly.

Suddenly things clicked into place and a growl sounded in Marco's throat as he tightened his hands around the still dipped other and pressed back, enjoying the kiss for all that it was.

Something they should have done a long ass time ago.

FIN

Wasn't that adorable? I didn't know I had it in me to be fluffy XDDD

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