Title: Of Dreams and Desires
Pairings: Smoker x Ace, Sanji x Zoro, and other side pairings
Ratings: T - NC-17
Chapter: 33 of ?
Summary: The road to One Piece is a dangerous one and each individual begins at different times and places. Some paths cross for a fleeting moment but the encounter could be so great that it can alter the initial direction. Every meeting is important and is planned by the souls long before the bodies see each other. Follow everyone's story and see what path they take.
Disclaimer: I do not make any profit from this story; all props go to Eiichiro Oda.
Author Note: Ohai! This chapter is a little short. It's just a quick glimpse in on Dr. Nocturne. I hope everyone enjoys. :D
Shout Outs: Thanks to ibzzo for adding my story to your favorites list! And thank you to everyone who viewed the last chapter!
Beta Reader: descriptionsalive21, thank you so much!

Don Quixote Rosinante

Pale fingers twitched, pulling a gasp from a nearby doctor.

"It's working," a nurse said.

An older gentleman looked at the screen projecting the patient's vitals, handing off the printed results to a doctor.

"Everything seems stable. His brain activity is steadily rising; it's amazing!"

D.Q.R

"How do you feel about a brother?"

"Will I have to share my toys?"

Don Quixote Mary patted the bedside, silently requesting her oldest child to sit next to her, "Doffy, come here and see your brother."

Bright blue eyes widened in awe as his father lifted and carried him towards the massive bed where she lay. When he was close enough, Doflamingo gave his mother a hug before he looked down at the newborn. Matching eyes looked back at him and a coo came from the younger.

Doflamingo gasped and leaned closer, "Why's he so small?"

Mary let out a tired laugh and Homing placed a hand on top of his son's head, "Little Doffy, he's a baby. He's supposed to be that small."

Doflamingo touched the squishy cheek of his sibling and smiled when the baby grabbed his finger, "What's his name?"

Mary and Homing shared a look and Homing smiled at his wife before nodding his head in response to the silent question. She raised the baby so she could kiss his forehead, "Don Quixote Rosinante."

D.Q.R

The handheld temperature machine beeped, indicating it was done and the nurse hummed at the numbers displayed on the small grey screen, immediately walking over to the doctor at his work station.

Dr. Nocturne took note of the new numbers beside the pervious hour's temperature. He sighed as he stood and walked over to his patient.

"How long has his body temperature been rising like this?"

"It's been fluctuating for the last few hours."

"Interesting."

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"Take care of your brother. Love him. I know you don't understand now, but soon, my son, you'll understand."

They had been lying on the balcony outside Doflamingo's bedroom for a while now, avoiding their pedagogue. Today's lesson was generation history and neither boy wanted to listen to old man Kun drone on and on about their forefathers.

Rosinante turned on his side to look at his brother. "You think it's ok to skip our lesson?"

"If you don't tell then I won't."

"Of course I won't."

Doflamingo began to hum a lullaby that their mother would sing to them at night. Just as the younger started to drift into slumber, a question from the older aroused him. "You said you had something to ask me earlier today?"

Rosinante flipped over onto his stomach, eyebrows scrunched up in thought for a moment before he remembered what it was he wanted to ask his brother, "What is love?"

"Eh," Doffy shrugged his shoulders. "There are different kinds."

"What do you mean?"

The blond sighed, "Well you'd love mom, dad, and myself differently than you'd love our pets."

"Dad says we should love everyone…" He hesitated, "Even the people below."

Doffy grunted, "Why would I love those poor pathetic people?"

"Well dad said if we treat each other equally and with respect then we can all get along. It's why we don't have slaves."

A scoff came from the older child as he stood, "It's something wrong with father. I could never love those people."

Hurt eyes regarded the other, "Do you love me?"

"Of course I do. You're my baby brother. I will always love and protect you."

D.Q.R

Natalya ran her fingers across one of the many scars adoring her patient's body. The man groaned when she traced a faded mark on his temple and she pulled back, holding her breath for any other reaction. When there was no other response from him, she sighed and made a note on her pad before setting down her pen next to it.

She sat in the chair besides the bed, resting her feet while watching the man's vitals. After some time had passed, Natalya stood from her chair, her eyes following the faded scar tissue covering his entire body as she neared him.

"I wonder where you got all these scars from."

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"Defend him. Don't you let anyone else harm him. He's your brother. Protect him to the death."

The sound of bone cracking made the young boy wince. He couldn't move. They had hit him on the head too hard and the room kept spinning. Every time he tried to stand they would knock him back down. He didn't understand why they were angry at him.

There was a horrid scream off to his left, but he couldn't lift his head to see what caused such a noise.

It was quiet now.

The only sound was the heavy breathing of his rescuer. Dirty torn shoes came into his line of sight. The owner dropped a bloody pipe and squatted down to look at his younger brother.

"Are you ok?"

Rosinante rubbed his head as he was rolled over to his back, "They hurt me, Doffy. Why?"

"Because they don't know who they're fucking with. You just wait, Corazon. One day I'll make them all pay. I'll never let them hurt you again."

D.Q.R

Tears gathered at the corners of his eyes before they began to overflow and cascade down his cheeks. The nurse dabbed them away with a cloth just as the doctor entered.

"Dr. Nocturne, he's been crying for the past hour now."

He crossed his muscular arms as he stared down at the blond, "It seems while he's unconscious his mind is playing a little catch up."

The other male raised an eyebrow, "What could someone who was dead dream about?"

Nocturne gave a thin smile, "Death."

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"Never betray me, brother and there will be no problems. The things I've done, I've done them for you… us. Never forget that."

He clung to his father, tears streaming down his face. The frightened boy buried his head further into his father's jacket so he could drown out the yelling of his brother.

First his mother was gone and now his brother wanted to kill his father?

Why?

He didn't understand.

He knew he couldn't fight his brother; he was too weak.

Homing pulled Rosinante from him, tilting his head up by the chin, "Shh my child."

A bang went off and they both froze. Doffy missed. He cursed as he reloaded the now empty gun. Homing looked at the sizzling bullet hole in the ground before he sighed, "Rosinante, look at me."

Watery blue eyes looked into dull ones, "I'm sorry I could not give you and your brother the life you two deserved. I just wanted to make everyone happy, but I failed." He smiled sadly at his youngest child, "Do not be mad at your brother. Instead watch over him… love him. He needs it."

Doflamingo cocked the hammer back on the gun and Rosinante screamed.

Whew, I didn't want to go toooooo deep into Doffy's and Rosinante's past but I'm sure I didn't touch on nothing you guys didn't already know lol. Review if ya can and stay tune for the next chapter: Dr. Nocturne - Huredhiel