Title: Of Dreams and Desires
Pairings: Smoker x Ace, Sanji x Zoro, and other side pairings
Ratings: T - NC-17
Chapter: 41 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: Bruh, lemme tell y'all how hot it is in Texas. It's hotter than Satan's ass crack on a bad day. I walk outside and it feels like I'm melting. Please, Fall, just come soon T_T
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Kong
Copious stacks of paper covered the metal desk, hiding the commander-in-chef behind white towers. He lifted a stack and placed it on the ground, it was getting too high for his desk. Kong rubbed his eyes as he opened a manila folder, beginning to read over the information it contained. On his desk was every piece of intel the Marines had on the Whitebeard pirates and their allies. Newgate had more allies than any pirate fleet admiral in the database and each ally had crewmates with rap sheets as long as his fucking leg.
When a knock came to his door, he sighed, "Enter."
Fleet Admiral Sengoku poked his head through the crack, "You busy?"
"The question is why are you not busy?"
Sengoku entered the room and plopped on the couch, "I've lost enough sleep; figured I'd take a break." He looked out the window at the seagull that was perched on the sill. He opened the sheet of glass, allowing the News Coo to drop off the morning paper before flying away. "What are you doing anyways?"
Kong dropped a file, "Looking at backgrounds."
The younger of the two raised an eyebrow, "Of?"
"Whitebeard and all those affiliated with him."
Sengoku crossed his legs as he flipped a page in the paper, "You think Blackbeard can actually do it?"
Before he could answer, the door opened and Garp strolled into the room munching on some rice crackers, "Afternoon."
Kong watched crumbs litter his carpet and he glared at his friend, "Can't you eat neater?"
A bushy gray eyebrow was raised, "What's that mean?" The superiors gave their subordinate a flat stare and he laughed, "Want some?"
The commander shook his head, "Unlike you two, I'm busy. So state your business and get out."
Garp rolled down his bag of crackers, a weighted expression crossing his features, "I heard a rumor and I wanted to see if it was true."
Sengoku folded back his newspaper so he could better see the vice admiral, "They say the walls talk but not to always believe them. What did they tell you?"
"My grandson's life is being gambled on." Straight to the point.
Kong and Sengoku shared a look before the older of the two sighed, "We wanted to wait to tell you until we were sure."
The man with the afro nodded his head, "We still aren't sure, so maybe there's no need to worry."
The vice admiral huffed before stuffing more crackers into his mouth.
"The Monkeys are notorious for causing trouble for the Marines; especially the one that's supposed to be on our side." The youngest of the three chuckled and Kong grinned, "Tell me about your grandson."
Garp sat on the couch across from Kong, "Ace is stubborn like his old man." When Roger's face popped into his head he grinned, "I trained him myself. Boy's got spirit and heart. Excellent strategist."
"When you say old man, who are you referring to?" Garp's grin grew into a smile but he didn't give his superior a response. Kong snorted, "Ya know, for you to be a Marine with a family full of criminals, you sure keep tight lips on their information." He walked two folders to the tan male, "Read these files and tell me what you think."
The room was enveloped in silence while the vice admiral looked over the information. He chuckled when he was done, "So there's nothing for me to worry about."
Sengoku raised an eyebrow, "You think Blackbeard won't succeed?"
"Like I said," He put the files on the table with a grin, "I trained the boy myself. Not to mention he's under Whitebeard's influence. Edward wouldn't have made him second commander for nothing."
The elder hummed as he nodded his head. There was something else. "I want you to look at this."
He dropped a black folder on top of the manilas and walked back to his desk. Garp eyed the file before he picked it up, opened it, and flipped through the pages. The Marine cursed under his breath as he pulled out a sheet of paper, holding it up next to the other document. When he was done absorbing the information, he chucked the papers onto the table and rubbed his eyes.
Kong knew the information his friend just read had changed his perspective. "Now, tell me who you think will win."
There was a pregnant pause before he answered, "Ace, without Mera, is an excellent fighter. However, looking at both their devils…" Garp stood with a solemn face, "Darkness will consume everything… even fire." He exited the room, leaving his rice crackers behind.
Weary eyes followed the vice admiral and when the door clicked shut, Sengoku put his hands over his face, groaning, "What type of friends are we?"
Kong looked at the files on the table in front of his desk, "Professionals who have jobs to do… people to protect. We can't let our personal feelings get involved in this."
The Buddha shook his head, "Last time I put aside feelings I lost someone dear to me." He climbed to his feet with thoughts of a certain blond haired, blue eyed man on his mind. Sengoku grabbed the bag of rice crackers before leaving the presence of his superior.
Kong swirled around in his chair to look out the window, sighing. The task the Gorosei set upon them all was unjust. Those old bastards didn't have to answer to anyone, therefore their decisions were made without taking the domino effect into consideration. He scoffed and pulled out his mushi, dialing a code on the snail.
The ringing stopped and the communication device blinked, indicating the call had been answered. Kong let the silence stand before he spoke, "Meet me in my office."
The snail went back to sleep and Kong pocketed the brown gastropod, leaning back in the chair and closing his eyes as he waited for his agent.
K
The Blue Pheasant sat in front of the commander-in-chief, watching drool drip down his chin. Kuzan chuckled and released his devil, dropping the temperature of the room drastically. The hairs on Kong's arms stood and the line of spit froze, making the commander shiver before his eyes cracked open, "You asshole."
Aokiji chuckled, "If I can't sleep then no one can." The admiral reeled in Hie, "What can I do for you?"
Kong slid a stack of folders in front of himself, "It's time we updated a few things." He opened the file and skimmed it, "Have you had any luck finding Dr. Nocturne?"
"Unfortunately, there have been no sightings of him." Kuzan crossed his long legs, "I did contact Vegapunk however."
"He actually spoke to you?"
The pheasant shrugged, "Barely."
Kong pulled a container of folders from under his desk and once opened, he rummaged through it, "How is his experiment going?"
"They are on their fourth phase. He says it'll be complete soon."
A heavy sigh escaped the older Marine, "What the Gorosei asked him to do to that man is unspeakable."
Kuzan formed an ice ball, tossing it back and forth between his hands, "Kuma agreed to it. Why? I have no idea. I sure as hell wouldn't have."
The conversation paused while Kong updated the file labeled "Vegapunk". He set it off to the side when done and grabbed Nocturne's file, "Keep up your search for the doctor." He placed it on top of Vegapunk's and grabbed another folder, "Any information regarding Dragon?"
"Dragon's a ghost. Only seen when he wants to be."
The muscular man clicked his tongue, "Damn it. All the information we have on him is months old." He watched Kuzan throw the ice ball into the air, "He's good at being incognito."
Aokiji shrugged, "His son isn't."
Kong rolled his eyes, "I haven't even built a profile for him yet." He stroked his beard, "The Gorosei are very interested in him."
"Monkey D. Luffy is breaking every law and rule they have placed in the world. He has balls and isn't afraid to show them."
"That, or he's stupid."
Kuzan shook his head, "He went to The Judicial Island and crumbled it to the ground all for one nakama. He's truly of Garp's blood."
The commander-in-chief laughed, "He would've made an excellent agent."
Kuzan sat up a little in his seat, "Most of the D's are against the Marines." He eyed his superior, "Why are the Gorosei afraid of those with D? We are taught upon entry to the academy that if a D isn't on our side then they are considered a world threat."
Kong pinched the bridge of his nose, "History has shown those with D ultimately become a threat to the Government. They are also the only ones willing to go all out against authority."
"Maybe we should try recruiting some of these D's."
The elder snorted, "Sapientes ad Iustitia might be an organization built with the sole purpose of bringing about peace, but we will go about it our way and not the way of the D's."
Aokiji sat up straighter in his seat, putting his ice ball on the desk, "Speaking of agents, I have a request."
"Is it regarding Commodore Smoker?"
Black eyebrows disappeared behind his sleeping mask, "How did you know?"
"You'll learn that I know everything. What is it that you want?"
The admiral took a deep breath, "He's involved with a pirate and I need to guarantee his protection."
Kong stood and walked to a file cabinet, opening it and thumbing through the files. When he got to Smoker's profile, he pulled it, "What pirate is he involved with?"
"Portgas D. Ace."
Thick fingers ran through white hair. He felt hella old today, "Are you sure?"
"Positive."
Kong read Smoker's file, "He's a man of moral justice. A rebel when it comes to command." He bit his thumb nail, "Do you think he's contacted Portgas regarding the Shichibukai plan?"
"I'm pretty sure he has."
The commander tsked, "I can protect him from all but the Gorosei." He walked to the window, his back to the admiral, "Should I be concerned about his position in the upcoming battle?"
Kuzan stretched before standing, "Shouldn't. He's a Marine above anything else but it will hurt him." He walked towards the exit, pausing before he crossed the threshold, "You say battle as if it's already been decided."
The elder sighed, "Garp confirmed what I already knew: that man's devil is the game changer. If he didn't have it, I would be making plans to fill the next Shichibukai spot instead of reading novels on criminals' backgrounds." He eyed the pheasant ice sculpture his agent sat on his desk, "Sengoku is calling all the Shichibukai together to inform them of their parts to play in the war. Be my eyes and ears."
"Understood."
Just as the admiral was about to walk out the room, Kong's voice sounded, "You've seen Nico Robin."
The tall man glanced over his shoulder, "I have."
"Keep up with her this time. She's a vital piece to this puzzling world we live in. We can't let the Gorosei get their hands on her again."
Aokiji hummed in agreement, "She's with Garp's grandson in the Straw Hat Pirates."
Thick arms crossed over his broad chest, "That's probably the perfect place for her to be. I want you to follow Garp. If I know my friend, he'll get in touch with his family."
With a "Sir", Kuzan left the commander's room and the elder leaned his head back to look up at the ceiling.
They had been waiting for the Gorosei to fuck up. Those five assholes had been playing God for some time now, but it seemed their recent decisions were giving him and his organization their chance to make certain moves. Kong rubbed his eyes, he would fix this corrupted system they have ruling the world, but he had to cut off the head of the snake first and that was the hard part.
He needed more undercover agents… and patience.
He'd always been a man of action, so the waiting game was killing him; but he knew the end results would be better if he bided his time rather than to rushed in. He'd been plotting this scheme for over ten years… what's a few more?
My boi, Kong! He really hasn't made much of an appearance in the show but this guy is like super duper important. See how I added that duper in there? Means he's extra special, lol. Thanks for reading and I hoped everyone enjoyed. Stay tune for next chapter: Coby - Huredhiel