Title: Of Dreams and Desires
Pairings: Smoker x Ace, Sanji x Zoro, and other side pairings
Ratings: T - NC-17
Chapter: 39 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! I hope everyone had a good 4th of July. For those of you who don't live in the US then I hope you all had a happy Monday.
Shout Outs: Jo! I'm happy you liked Kuzan's chapter! I know a few people who has been waiting for some Zoro and Sanji action. You are right, I did get their bathing schedule's from Oda's SBS. It makes me happy that you pick up on all the small things in my story. When I wrote Zoro's reply to Sanji's confession I chuckled myself. It's just so them. Leon-andrew! A new reviewer! I'm so glad you are enjoying the story as well. It is a lot going on in the story but it'll all gonna tie together in the end. If you ever get confused or lost, then just poke me. I really wanted to make the non-important characters pretty important. Thank you for adding my story to your alert list! I hope both you, Jo, and the others enjoy this chapter.
Beta Reader: descriptionsalive21, thank you so much!

Portgas D. Ace

The second division commander stretched, popping his back before he settled into a comfortable position.

Three days.

That's how much longer he had before he'd arrive at the island Blackbeard was on. It had been a little over half a year that he'd been away from his family, but soon he'd have the traitor's head on a platter to present to Whitebeard.

The ringing of his mushi broke the silence around him and Ace dug into his pocket, pulling out the snail before answering it. "Yo."

"Portgas."

Fire Fist sat up at the sound of his lover's voice, "Tensa? Thought we agreed I'd call you."

Silence was his only answer, but he could hear the gears turning on the other end. "You know, you shouldn't think so loud."

When no witty reply came his eyebrows furrowed, "Smoker?"

He heard the flipping of the commodore's zippo lighter before the man spoke, "Where are you?"

"Uh," He looked at the sea all around him, "middle of the ocean."

Smoker growled, "This is no time for games, Ace. Where are you?"

He used his first name… something was wrong.

"I'm a few days out from Banaro Island."

The sound of rustling paper came through the speakers before his voice sounded again, "There should be an island near you."

Ace looked at his map and sure enough there was a small island coming up; but he couldn't stop. "Look, Smoker, what's going on? You sound antsy."

Said man clicked his tongue, "Don't worry about me. Go to that island and find us a room. I'll meet you there. I'm close to it."

The pirate sat up, shaking his head, "Baby, I appreciate you wanting to see me and all but I got a job to do first, then I can meet you and we can have all the fun we want."

The snail's eyes narrowed, "Damn it, Ace, I don't have time for your bullshit. There's some information you need to hear."

Fire Fist began to change course as curiosity filled him, "What's so important that you can't tell me over the mushi?"

He could hear the burning of tobacco as the man inhaled deeply, "Let me know the name of the inn when you've picked one."

With that, the line dropped and Ace was left staring at the sleeping snail dumbfounded. He settled back as he sailed towards his new destination, studying the map.

Only seven hours off course.

Relieved it wouldn't take him too long to return to his mission, he leaned against the mast and tugged his hat over his eyes, wondering what could be so important.

P.D.A

He woke about an hour into his journey, just in time for him to avoid smashing his boat into the cliffs of his destination. He circled around to the ports and docked his one-man boat before leaving it. The pirate traveled into the small town and when he spotted an inn with a red star in the corner, Ace grinned and proceeded to it.

When he entered there was an elderly lady behind the bar filling out paper work. He approached her, clearing his throat to gain her attention. "Excuse me, ma'am, where can I check in for a room?"

The woman gave a slight jump and placed her hand over her heart, "Child, you scared me!" She calmed her breathing down before she inquired, "What you want?"

Her gritty voice and strung-together words made Ace pause to decipher before he replied, "I need a room."

She dug under the counter and pulled out a ring of keys, "Single or double bed?"

"Just one please."

She wrote down some information on her clipboard before handing him a key, "That'll be 5,000 beli. Rooms are charged by the night."

Ace pocketed the key and handed her the money. As she counted her beli, he gathered his belongings and proceeded to his room. Just as his foot landed on the first stair, he pivoted back towards the bar. He waited for the lady to finish with another customer before he addressed her, "Ma'am–"

"Call me Sue." She interjected.

"Right… Sue. I saw the sign hanging above the stairs."

She furiously erased something before nodding, "That's right. No Marines in my house, child. This is a safe haven for outcast."

He slowly nodded, "I see…" Her words left no room for argument so he did the only thing he knew, "I met a man name Vancy not too long ago."

At the name drop she peered up at him over her glasses. She stared at him for a long time before she dug into a stack of papers. When she pulled out his bounty poster she hummed, "Ah, Ace. Part of that Whitebeard's crew right?"

The pirate grinned when it worked, "Yeah."

"Alright." She hummed, "Vancy did give you a free pass." She handed him back his beli before threading her fingers under her chin, resting her elbows on the counter, "And you're asking about the Marine policy because…?"

"I have someone important coming. I need to know there won't be any problems."

She tapped the end of her pencil on the papers next to her, "If he don't start none then there won't be none."

"Understood ma'am." Ace bowed then made his way to his room to wait for his lover.

P.D.A

Ace looked at the clock and sighed.

He'd been waiting for Smoker going on three hours now. His stomach growled, making him groan. He couldn't wait any longer. He needed food, like, yesterday. He gathered his belongings and marched to the door, swinging it open only to bump into his lover on his way out.

The Marine raised an eyebrow, "Going somewhere?"

Ace adjusted his hat and huffed, "Your ass was taking too long. I figured I'd grab a bite to eat."

Smoker guided the younger male back into the room as he took off his jacket, throwing it across the chair. Ace watched the commodore's movements as the older man ran his fingers through his hair and lit a pair of smokes. "So, what was this 'important information'?"

The white haired male countered the question with one of his own, "Where were you headed to?"

"Banaro Island." Fire Fist shrugged, "Strong source says Blackbeard has been docked there for the past week."

Smoker bit the end of his cigars, grinding them between his teeth, "He's baiting you there. You can't go."

A beat of silence passed before Ace threw his head back and laughed, "Aw man, that's a good one." When red eyes continued to bore into his, he tilted his head to the side, "You gotta be shittin' me." Pink lips formed a thin line, "You're serious."

The older gentleman stood and opened the window to get some fresh air in the clouded room, "It's treason if I tell you this…" He muttered to himself, "I could lose my job… my life." He turned to face Ace, "Do you know who the Marines are choosing for the next Shichibukai?"

"Tensa, what in the world–"

The pirate hunter held up his hand, "Humor me."

Ace let out an irritated sigh, "No, I don't know who the next dog of the government is."

Smoker tapped his cigars against the ash tray he'd found on the sill, "Marshall D. Teach."

Black eyebrows furrowed, "Fuck you talkin' 'bout?"

Red eyes regarded the male, "He's not a Shichibukai yet. He has promised to do one thing before they grant him the title."

"And what would that be?"

"The capture of Portgas D. Ace."

Said man's lips pursed before he barked another laugh. Smoker glared at the pirate, "Go ahead and tell me the joke."

The second division commander calmed himself down to a chuckle, "Are the Marines that desperate?" He giggled, "Are you that gullible?"

Smoker squared his shoulders and cocked his head to the side, throwing a glare at Ace. Seeing he'd offended his lover, he back peddled, "What I mean is, look at my bounty and then compare it to his." Ace snorted, "Wait, my bad, asshole doesn't even have one."

When the Marine's only response was another hard glare, Mera snapped at his partner.

Explain.

Ace sighed, "The fact that you're willing to risk everything to tell me this is…amazing, but there's nothing to worry about. I could kick his ass in my sleep."

Smoker squashed out his cigars, "There's a bad air around HQ." He neared his partner, "The walls whisper and I have no idea what's true or not but… they say he obtained a devil fruit."

The cocky smirk fell from Ace's lips, Thatch's fruit.

When the Marine saw the reaction that bit of information had on the pirate, he continued, "He's the only pirate devil user in the entire Marine database without a bounty."

Ace stared at the floor in thought. He couldn't remember what the distinct characteristics about that devil were, but he felt Mera shift and an unpleasant feeling settled in his gut. Something didn't sit right with him. Either way, he had to face Blackbeard.

He shook his head, I've come too far to pussy out.

"I'm going." He looked up at Smoker, "Sorry."

Smoker let out a deep breath, "Fine, do what you want." He walked to Ace, who had taken to sitting on the bed.

The hatted male regarded his Marine, "You think I'll lose?"

Tensa stuffed his hands into his pockets, "I believe that there's a reason you have a 550,000,000 bounty."

Ace grinned, "Exactly! So, I'ma go to the town he's staying in, kill him, and then we can meet back here and have fun in the sheets before I go back to Whitebeard."

Red eyes regarded youthful black ones, "You believe that's how it'll work out?"

"Bet money."

Smoker groaned, "I didn't want to have to do this."

Faster than Ace could react, a fist collided with his cheek and his vision blurred before he blacked out.

P.D.A

He woke with a groan and tried to rub the side of his face, but he felt cold metal on his wrist. He jerked his head to the side to see himself linked to the frame of the headboard. The sudden movement drained him of his energy and when he reached for Mera, silence greeted him.

Seastone cuffs?

Ace looked around the room for his partner and when he spotted the Marine smoking near the window, he grunted, "Smoker, what the actual fuck?"

Said man ignored his lover and continued to puff on his cigars. When he was ready, he butted them out before walking over to the bed, "Things don't always turn out how we want them to." He sat on the edge of the bed and began to take off his boots. "The feeling in my gut says you'll go, and you'll die." He stood, unbuckling his pants; when they pooled at his feet, he stepped out of them, "You say that you'll come out the victor."

Confused eyes followed his movements and despite his weakening body, Ace quickly became aroused. It was then he noticed nothing separated him from the sheets. He looked around and noticed his clothes on the chair along with the hunter's jacket. He moaned at the dirty thoughts running through his mind.

Smoker removed his underwear and sat back on the bed, pulling the sheets off the lean man, "So, let's get lost tonight and whichever one of us finds their way back first will make a choice for the other." He reached out and ran his fingers through the pirate's coarse black pubs, "You're hard and you don't even know the situation you're in."

Ace moaned when his dick was gripped tightly, "Hey, I'm never one to pass up on good sex."

Smoker flicked the youth, "To make it even, we'll both be penetrated."

"Wait, what?" The sentence derailed the lust train he'd been riding.

The Marine grabbed the bottle of lube on the night stand before he straddled Ace's shins. He poured a generous amount onto the palm of his hand, "No more talking, Portgas."

Smoker kissed a trail to the side of the tan butt cheek before biting it. Ace's dick twitched and he let out a yelp. The older male laughed into the dimple then leaned upward to kiss his plump lips. Ace snaked his tongue around the others and moaned when Smoker responded in kind. He ground his hips against the toned pale thigh, smearing lube everywhere.

A thick hand reared back before colliding with the pirate's rump. Ace jerked back from their kiss with a hiss, "Ahh, fuck. You hit like a bitch."

Smoker glared at him, "I should've gagged you." He repeated the action, only this time putting his full strength behind the hit. The smack echoed off the walls and Ace gasped a laugh, "That's it baby."

Red eyes rolled in their sockets, the mirth shinning in them. Smoker repositioned himself over Fire Fist's dripping cock and, before lowering, he grabbed Ace's chin, forcing him to watch his manhood disappear into his ass.

The pirate groaned and tried to buck his hips, but the scratching of rope against his ankles hindered him, "Son of a bitch."

Smoker's laugh pulled his attention, "Foolish boy."

The Marine fully seated himself and Ace let out a moan, "You always have to be in control, don't you?"

"As long as you know." Smoker huffed as he rose onto his knees, sliding the penis out of him. He rolled his hips downward and started a steady tempo. The male under him moaned at the tightness of the older man.

Ace hummed, "Baby, you did so good preparing yourself."

Smoker growled and slammed down, dragging a gasp from Ace, "Hush."

The commander's arms shook so hard the metal clanked against the wood. He wanted to touch so badly. "My dick's your first dick, ain't it?" Ace rolled his hips upward, throwing the commodore off rhythm. He moaned at the burning sensation the binds left against his skin.

The man bit back a groan and clenched around the thick length, making Ace gasp, "Be quiet."

Smoker picked up the pace, causing the whole bed to thump against the wall. A series of "Oh fuck"s keyed him that his lover was near. He willed himself off the hard body, panting and huffing.

Ace threw his head back in frustration, "Oh, fuck you!" He screamed, thrusting his hips into the air, "I was so close." He whined.

Tensa chuckled and applied some lube to his cock. He climbed back onto the bed and aligned himself with the quivering hole, but before he could push in, Ace squeezed his thighs together the best he could, "Hey man, I'm not ready like you were."

Smoker pulled the tan thighs apart and settled between them, "I got lube. You'll be ok."

All protest died on dry lips when the thick manhood entered the wanted man. A spirt of cum sprang from Ace's swollen cock and Smoker quickly grabbed the length and balls, squeezing them together to stop the rest of the cum.

Ace screamed angrily, "I'ma kill you as soon as I get out of these shitty cuffs!"

Smoker chuckled at the idle threat, "What are you gonna do?" He licked the side of Ace's sweaty neck before taking his earlobe into his mouth, syncing his thrusts with his grinding teeth. His hand never let go of Ace's cock, and when he felt pre-cum soak his fingers, he began to massage the organ in his palm.

Ace gasped as he blinked a bead of sweat away from his eyes; it was sensory overload. His arms shook, jerking with every pounding the older male gave into his body. His ankles burned and he loved every second of it. Smoker said something to him but he couldn't hear it through his ringing ears. The only sounds he could make out were the slapping of skin against skin and the rushing of blood.

Tensa smiled down at his pirate, "You're beautiful." He slowed them down to an erotic grind, grinning when he felt creamy thighs quivering around him. He reached for the key to the cuffs that was on the nightstand. Moku had been begging him to release Mera ever since he bound the younger male to the bed.

Carefully he placed the key into its lock and un-cuffed his lover.

Feeling the presence of his devil made Ace's chest swell and when Smoker finally removed his hand from his manhood, he cried his release, tears and sweat blurring his vision. Worn muscles clenched around the Marine and that's when he came, buried deep in Ace.

Pink lips skimmed across chapped ones as Smoker pulled out of the abused entrance and fell over onto his back, panting as he passed out.

P.D.A

Ace limped down the stairs and winced onto the barstool. He'd untied himself and snuck off into the bathroom for a whore bath before stealthy making his way out of the room. Smoker's words danced around in his head and he rapped his knuckles on the counter to get service.

He'd remembered the name of thatch's devil fruit: Yami Yami no Mi. Not that it did him a lick of good considering he couldn't remember what Yami was the devil of. He sighed and shifted in his seat as doubt slowly began to crawl into him.

Realistically looking at things…if he went to Banaro Island and killed Blackbeard, it'd pull the attention of the government his way, pissing off people he didn't even know about; not to mention the fact that those people controlled the Marines, which meant, eventually, he'd have to face Smoker in combat.

If he went to Banaro Island and lost, he would be captured.

Ace hit the counter harder and Sue approached him, "Child, don't beat my counters. Yo momma didn't teach you any manners?"

"I need a drink."

His dry answer made her eyebrows crinkle before she walked away.

The commander pinched the bridge of his nose and shut his eyes. If he were captured, then he knew his options. He would either be locked away in Impel Down…or executed. He shuttered a shaky breath; the snowball effect of him getting captured is what scared him. Too many people would get involved.

For certain he could not lose.

Plus, he was confident in his abilities. They'd led him this far in life.

Sue set the drink and a joint down in front of him. He looked up at her in surprise but she disappeared around the corner. He took a large gulp of the dark liquor before lighting the smoke. As he felt the heat of Mera on his fingertips, his mind wandered to the Marine upstairs.

After a few hits, he felt the herbs lift a weight off his shoulders and he sighed. Smoker risked everything coming to see him last night. He knew that much, but that was the problem, he didn't want to risk the Marine's life or have anything happen to him because of him. The thought of facing his lover in battle put a foul taste in his mouth. The taste paled in comparison to the sinking feeling in his gut when he thought about putting Smoker through his own execution.

Even if he were in prison, he couldn't have a life with the Marine. Hell, that word alone said it all.

Marine.

No matter what the outcome, the Marines were going to be present in each one, which meant putting Smoker in a spot he didn't need to be in. He chugged the rest of his drink and tapped his ashes into the cup, his mind was settled. His decision ate at his heart and brought tears to his eyes.

He was leaving Smoker.

Ace gasped a hiccup as Mera clawed at him, No!

He pulled his hat down so it covered his watering eyes. Mera wouldn't understand but he had to do this, even though it hurt. Strong fingers gripped the hat as a sob wracked through his body. Ace curled into himself, resting his forehead on the counter.

He accepts us! Who else has accepted us like he has?!

Ace let out a sad moan. He had his family and that was all he needed.

Family can't do for you what he can!

He shook his head as Mera continued to roar at him.

You're letting the best thing that's ever happened to you slip through your fingers!

"Enough Mera." The pirate mumbled as he wiped his face of tears and snot. His chest felt tight as his devil tried to yank him towards the stairs.

YOU CAN'T TAKE MOKU AWAY FROM ME!

The temperature of the room rose and fire began to spark from Ace's body. The human growled at the devil, leashing him back in, "This isn't about you!"

Ace heard some whispers from some nearby guest and he snapped, "Got a fuckin' problem?!"

The man and woman gasped before they gathered their belongings and scampered away from the bar. Ace sighed as he picked back up the still-lit joint, finishing the smoke and putting out the roach before trying to reason with his devil.

Yeah, everything the ol' fire ball was saying was true.

Smoker was the love of his life and he knew he would never feel anything in comparison to what he's had in his heart for the older male. Unfortunately, happy endings only happened in fairy tales and his life was far from those lovey-dovey stories.

Ace left a few bills on the bar before he stood and shrugged his duffle onto his shoulder. His feet felt like lead as he began to walk towards the exit. When Mera tried once more to ground him and make him go towards the room, the pirate took a deep breath, silencing the irate devil as he left the inn and made way towards his boat.

He had a battle to fight.

Once again thank you all for reading! I hope you all enjoyed this chapter. Ace is going through a lot and it's only gonna get more crazy from here on out! Please stay tune for the next chapter: Monkey D. Luffy - Huredhiel