Title: Smoke to a New Flame

Pairings: SmokerxSanji & LuffyxSanji

A/N's: So it's been forever and a day since I updated this series, so I thought I would give it a little love ... a bit of smoke and fiery love! Or that is what I had planed anyways, but then Luffy got all jealous and well shit … the chars kinda just took over, and Luffy *shrugs* … sometimes stories just don't go as I plan.

Luffy's eyes bugged out of his head, and quickly put a hand to his hat as he made a run for it. He had just been standing by the street not doing anything, when suddenly the marines were there for no reason!

Ok sure that one statue had fallen, and crashed into that one fruit stand, sending fruit all over at random people, thus making them fall, and slip every which way, and then there was that one guy who had grab that lady's dress trying to stop himself from falling, and ended ripping it off her, and she had in returned tried to hit him, but slipped, and ended up hitting some other person, and then that had lead into a mass street fight … but it was like it was his fault. It had just been fun rocking the statue. There was no law against that!

"Hold it right there Strawhat!" yelled out Smoker, then let one of his arms shift to smoke, and stretched out to wrap around the young man in a tight grip, keeping Luffy from getting away.

Luffy freaked, and flailed about in the man's grip. He tried then sending rubber stretched out punches to the man's head, and body, but they like always they would just go through Smoker. After all how could one hit smoke?

"Aww come on let me go? This is no fun!" whined out Luffy.

"Like hell I would do that just cause you asked." grunted out Smoker from around his two cigars.

Suddenly a flash of fire cut through the smoke like a hot knife through butter.

Luffy fell to the ground on his ass, and blinked looking up in surprise, at first thinking it was Ace, then remembering it could not be. His face was on the verge of frowning then, till he realized just who it was to his rescue.

Smoker as well had, for maybe a hopeful moment, thought it was Ace, not that he would ever admit it out loud to anyone. Still disappoint hit him when he saw it was not Ace, only then to be replaced by confusion, as he looked over the leg on fire, and who it belonged to. He remembered this pirate. The blonde had gone by that fake name Mr. Prince, and fooled Crocodile, then saved his crew as well as Smoker.

Smroker's dark eyes traveled over the well dressed blonde. He sure looked nothing like Ace. Yet there was a spark about him like Ace, not to mention his whole leg was on fire. How the fuck was he doing that!

"You're not a devil fruit user." Smoker half questioned, and stated as he narrowed his eyes at the blonde.

"No I'm not. Which means that shitty sword of yours is just that ... a shitty sword, and I'll warn you now, I daily take on a man that uses three at once." Sanji smirked as he puffed out a cloud of smoke from his cigarette.

A bit of a smirk came to Smoker's lips. "Yeah well, what some men might be able to do with three, I can do with one."

Sanji cocked a curled brow at Smoker, and licked his lips before taking another pull from his cigarette, then spoke out again, "Yet it looks like you use more then one … of other things." Sanji eyed the man's cigars.

Smoker grinned all the more, "It takes a lot to satisfy me." He was not sure what it was that was coming over him. Only one man had ever been able to pull such a side out of him, yet here this blonde was doing it with ease.

"Really now? Maybe it's just a bad brand. Quality over quantity I say." Sanji replied.

"And you have something better of quality?" questioned Smoker.

"I have many things of quality." Sanji cockily replied.

Luffy sat there with his arms crossed, and glaring at the two as they shot back, and forth flirting comments at each othe,r seeming to have forgotten all about him. There was no way Luffy was going to stand for this. Smoker had got Ace; he was not getting Sanji too!

Luffy looked around, and found the prefect plan. He then got to his feet, and picked up a watermelon, and tried using himself like a slingshot.

His plan was a small and simple one, like his brain. He just had to nail Smoker with this watermelon, thus it would break all over him, and Sanji would see it as Smoker wasting food! Then Sanji would not like Smoker for sure, and Sanji would run off with him, and cook him lots of meat! It was the prefect plan, at lest in Luffy's mind it was.

The plan however was already going wrong. Luffy had seen Usopp do stuff like this millions of times, how hard could it be … turns out it was a lot harder then it looked. The watermelon kept dropping down from where he sat it on his stomach, and he would barley catch it in time before it would almost hit the ground. Figuring he just needed to stretch further back he tried that, and it did work … just not in the way he had wanted, as it put him off aim.

The watermelon went whirling past Sanji, and Smoker as they kept on with their gross flirting, and smacked into the peg leg of the stand across the street, that was selling weights. Everything then shifted to one side of the stand, and started to slide down to the ground, then becoming top heavy on one side, the table sprigged the last weight off, and into the next stand over.

Luffy's head then followed the chaos unfolding before him, as one object would last for a few flinging flights, and bouncing into something else causing it to fly, then get traded off with another thing in ping pong movements of back, and forth, wrecking all that was in the objects' path, only then to finally have a huge flour sack come sailing back over, and hit Smoker with enough force to knock him into the air.

"Yosh!" cheered Luffy throwing a fist up into the air, then paused, and had his face fell, "Nooo!" he then cried out in horror at the now repeat of history.

Smoker went sailing through the air, and right into Sanji as the blonde's eyes bugged out of his head in alarm at the sudden incoming so randomly. Smoker then crashed into Sanji, and they both went crashing through many walls of business, and people's homes.

Luffy fell to his knees, and smacked his hands to his face in grief. Damn that cunning Smoker!

A/N's: *smriks* Ok I feel better now. It didn't work out how Luffy wanted it to either na-nah! *blows a raspberry at Luffy*