Title: Deflowered Fire

Victim/s: Whitebeard & Smoker (and Ace too in the long run ^.^)

A/N's: Sooo I had some free time and there was a request in, and muse struck me so I thought what the heck! Plus I'm not one to pass up a chance to torture Smoker! Tee hee!

This one goes out to you Kiarra-Chan for your request on Whitebeard! Hope it's to your liking!

(This drabble also refers to the drabble in this series "Lucci got Fingered")

"Hey Sanji mail call!" cried out Chopper coming into the kitchen waving a letter to the cook.

"Ah thanks Chopper." smiled the blonde taking it and took noticed of no return address or name given. He took a seat on one of the stools by the island counter and opened the letter not minding the little doctor behind him reading over his shoulder. Though the letter only was only one sentence still with no name given.

Thanks for the sweets, it left me with burning desire for more next time we meet.

Sanji bristled knowing just whom this letter was from. Shitty bastard fire starter.

"Eh Sanji, what is that all about?" Chopper asked in confusion.

Sanji's visible blue eye widened having forgotten about Chopper. "Huh…I made some cookies for a friend." Ok so not a full out lie.

"Ohh! Sanji can I have some too!" The little reindeer's eyes lighting up with stars in them.

A horrid look came over the blonde's face. "Defiantly not!"

After calming down a crying reindeer and promising to make him some cotton candy later, Sanji pulled out his black book, alone once again in the kitchen. "Bastard I will fix your cocky ass."

…

Whitebeard was busy being attended by his lovely nurses and enjoying a cup of sake that would be a large tub to most people.

"Huh sir there is a Commander Smoker on the Den Den Mushi for you." said one of the lovely nurses.

Frowning at wondering what in all blazing hell a marine was doing calling him, and wondering how he had gotten his number in the first place, he held out his hand. He was planning to find out that was for damn sure. The nurse placed the Den Den Mushi in the palm of his hand, and he then took the spec that was in his hand and held it up to his face.

"What do you think your doing calling this number? Do you have just any idea who you're messing with?" he asked already enraged.

"Oh ho! So sorry pops, I was just hoping you could tell me where Ace was." came the voice of Smoker through the Den Den Mushi, yet strangely sounding very cocky and energetic.

This only got Whitebeard madder. "Why would I give you one of the locations to my son's whereabouts?"

"Hey cool it, take it easy now. I just wanted to return something to him… see a few weeks back he left his underwear in my room and well they were not the eatable kind we were using before. I got to say he is a little firecracker! I came up with a whole other reason to call him Fire Fist Ace that's for damn sure….huh but hey I hear he is of age now …" The Smoker voice was cut off.

"What did you just say to me! What did you do to my son!" Whitebeard's ship started to shake with his raw power.

"Huh maybe I should call back later? Just tell Ace I called. Thanks bye!" Click!

…

Sanji smirked, ok that had been a little scary and he would feel sorry for Smoker …if he cared.

"Heh..." The cook swayed his hips as he strutted in a walk over to the sink, feeling pretty good about himself, then he started to set to work on some dishes. "Let's see Luffy do a better impersonation then that!"

…

One week later …

"Commander Smoker what do we do Sir? That's Whitebeard's ship!" said a panicked marine as many others were running around like chickens with their heads cut off in a panic at the fact the famous pirate ship was fast approaching their marine one.

"Just clam down and stand your ground!" commanded Smoker.

Just then Whitebeard's voice boomed over the ocean, "Smoker where are you sick perverted bastard! You're going pay for deflowering my son Ace!"

Everyone on the marine ship deadpanned.

Tashigi was the first out of this time and she shook her head. "Sir can't you just keep it in your pants for once?"

Hina then slipped up to Smoker's other side, "Hina knew there was something going on with you two!" she then leaned in to whisper, "Hina wants to know, did you take pictures?"

Smoker slapped a hand to his face, and then let his head hang as he shook it, "Why? ... Why me?"