A/N: WARNING! BDSM and sexual sadism ahead.
---------------- Chapter 12 / The Better Man
"Move other then how I tell you and I will fucking blow your head off." Mr. Prince informed Smoker.
Seeing as how Smoker had no other choice he stood there hand on the doorknob still and waited.
"Step in away from the door…" Mr. Prince told Smoker and the detective did taking care to place slow steady steps till he was singled to stop. "Arms out to your sides …slowly." the blonde then ordered and Smoker followed directions yet again having no choice.
Mr. Prince slid the end of the gun slowly, dragging the cold metal along Smoker's skin to stop in the front of his throat as he moved to face the man then leaned in closely his lips inches away from the detective's as his free hand with cigarette flipped on the light switch and a foot kicked shut the front door.
Now with the bright lights on suddenly Smoker blinked his eyes a few times as his jaw clenched in anger to keep himself still as the man still didn't move back from invading his personal space though did move back his head a little as he placed his cigarette in the corner of his mouth. Every muscle in Smoker's body then tensed as he felt that free hand of the blonde's run down his chest and around his side stripping him of his own gun he wore in its holder.
Mr. Prince pulled back finally and looked at the gun with a raised curl brow. "That's a pretty big gun you got there detective."
"All the better to shoot assholes like you with." retorted Smoker, the disgust clear in his voice that he felt for the blonde.
A smirk then came to the blonde's face and he stuffed Smoker's gun his jacket pocket and pulled his cigarette from his mouth. "Take a seat in the chair there."
Now weaponless Smoker lowered his arms and moved more into the living room to take the seat he had been asked to in the large recliner chair and flopped down glaring daggers at Mr. Prince as his skinny ass made himself right at home on Smoker's sofa.
Mr. Prince then leaned in and stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray on the coffee table between them and crossed his legs as he leaned back and rested his gun hand on his knee as he kept the gun aimed on the other man. "I have a little project I need your help with dear detective."
"I don't know where they are. All I was able to find out is in my reports I made in the case file." Smoker grunted out.
A coy smile came to the thin man's lips. "Of course… but lets not waste time with these lies hum? Portgas D. Ace and brother Monkey D. Luffy reside in a charming boathouse titled Thousand Sunny docked behind the residence of Usopp and Kaya Sogeking, a very delightful white mansion home along East St. ...shale I go on about the project now or would you like me to give details of the furnishings in the boathouse?" he asked in a mocking tone.
Smoker's dark eyes turn hard on the man. If he knows then could that mean he already got Ace and Luffy? Maybe that was why Ace was not answering his cell, because it was already too late. Furry over took him and he gripped the arms of the chair hard. "If you touch one hair on Portgas's head I will skin your ass alive and make you beg for death you son of a bitch!"
There was a flicker in that blue eye then …something…some emotion but it was quickly masked away. "I have no desire to take them in. You can rest assure of that." Mr. Prince claimed.
Smoker didn't get what this kid's game was but something here sure as hell stunk. "IF you know where they are and don't want to take them in then what the hell do you want with me? The case was to bring them in, why the fuck are you not doing that?" A thought then that maybe Garp had moved to now have them right out killed cross his mind and his hands on the chair arm tighten in their grip more. Please, oh god, don't let me be bait, Smoker thought.
"You're the only one I can trust not to say anything." Mr. Prince then sat his gun down next to him on the sofa and pulled out his pack of cigarettes and lit one up with a match.
Smoker's eyes looked to the gun longingly then finally pulled themselves up to the man's face again. "And just what is that sups to mean?"
Shaking the match out and tossing it into the ashtray the blonde took a deep pull from the cigarette before he answered. "I talked with your Captain and I have made agreements with him that his certain goal in mind would be reached a much better way. Not wishing to have his grandsons held over his head during the up coming election I proposed to have something held over Judge Spandam's…"
"Blackmail?" questioned Smoker butting in with what seemed like an eternal frown on his face.
"That is such an ugly word …but yes." Mr. Prince gave a nonchalant shrug. "I need a little help with it and…"
"Wait a minute, why me?" Smoker yet again interrupted.
The blonde now frowned. "Would you rather I go down and get the brothers?"
Smoker only glared so Mr. Prince went on to explain. "I need a camera-man that won't open his mouth about this to anyone. Judge Spandam has some very exotic pastime pleasures that would if seen on tape ruin him and for sure..."
Once more Smoker chirped in, "And the bastard, I'm sure that was caught on film with him." At lest the asshole was not telling him it had to be him on the other side of the camera. "So just who are you going to get to do this dirty job?"
"As I said you are the only one I can trust to help me with this job." Mr. Prince said again this time almost sounding as tired as Smoker felt.
Smoker added up the pieces, "You?" This had to be some joke, really was the guy wired or something? Were they trying to get something on him? "This is bullshit and just why in hell would you of all people do something like that for someone else?"
"We all have our secrets detective. This one is mine …and yours now as well. You are not to ever speak about any of this to anyone. Do I make myself clear?" Mr. Prince spoke softly yet the tone was firm and demanding.
Smoker stared in utter disbelief; the fucker was serious about this. Mutely he could only nod. It was a huge break and a huge relief off his shoulders yet still it just seemed too good to be true. "There just has to be a catch. I still don't get why you're doing this for Portgas and his brother."
Mr. Prince pulled Smoker's gun from his pocket and put it down on the coffee table and then put his own away as he got back to his feet. "You don't have to get it …I just need your word you wont speak of this to anyone and that you will video tape it."
Smoker reached out and took his gun and aimed it at the blonde, "Yeah I'll do it but first you're going to answer some questions…hey get back here asshole!" Smoker got to his feet clicking the safety off.
As soon as Smoker had agreed Mr. Prince had given the man his back and started for the door. Even now he didn't look back. "I will come here tomorrow at 6PM and we will take your car and do a little light shopping before the planed trip." He then started to open the door but stopped at Smoker's next question.
"How did you know I could be trusted for something like this?" Smoker then tried for some kind of clue as he lowered his gun seeing as how it was doing no good.
"Because you went through the trouble of this huge cover up to start with…" Mr. Prince then opened the door. "Besides…that's what we do for the people we love. I understand that more then you would think." With out another word the blonde walked out the door shutting it behind him leaving Smoker utterly speechless and still fucking clueless to what brought this stroke of luck his way.
After having had a chat with Smoker Sanji footed it a few block over to the strip club he left his car at and sighed at the sight he was now faced with. There on the hood of his brand new cherry red Enel Electric convertible 82' was that damn moss-head. Sanji had got out of his apt with out being stopped only because he left at the same time as Doflamingo did and Zoro had at lest the sense not to try anything in front of Doflamingo yet tailed Sanji all the way to the police station where he promptly had to back off due to all the cops around and him having a nice bounty on his head. Sanji had not seen him anymore after that but to be safe had used this parking lot as a cover to where he was just in case. Lucky for him he had.
"You scratch my car asshole and I'm going to kick your ass." Sanji growled out.
Zoro clearly had to have been asleep cause at the sound of Sanji's voice he jumped up and looked to the blonde with wide surprised eyes. "Cook!" Quickly the swordsman got off the car and moved in front of Sanji on the side of the car. "You need to come with me. We can find a way out of this for you if you just trust me."
Sanji raised a brow. "This whole time out here and that is the best you got?" he mocked.
A grin came to the swordsman face, "I can give you much more then that." He leaned in laying a hand to the blonde's arm his face inches from Sanji's.
Sanji's heart started to speed up as he looked into those dark eyes. He could feel the man's warm breath on his skin and the feel of desire in the strength of the hand that lay to his arm. "Why…?" Sanji's voice came out in something like a mixed of a whisper and moan.
"Because I want you." The other man breathed into the blonde's mouth and at once Sanji turned his head so that the swordsman ended up kissing a pale cheek rather then rosy lips.
"So you see something you want and you just take it?" Sanji frowned and pushed Zoro back with a hard shove.
The swordsman frowned in frustration as he stumbled back a few steps. "Baka-cook I don't mean like that. Stop twisting my words around!"
The blonde narrowed his eyes as he pulled out his keys. "If you don't mean it like that then what do you mean…what that you love me, that you want to save me, that we should ride off into the sunset together?"
Zoro balled his fists at his side. "Why do you have to make this more complicated then it is? I don't know if I love you but I like you is that not good enough… you're the kind of person I could grow to love!"
Sanji blushed and looked around at a few people now looking their way due to Zoro's outburst. "Will you keep your fucking voice down?" Sanji put the key in the car door and found Zoro's hand over top of his stopping him from opening it.
"Come back with me cook… let us help you?" Zoro swallowed his pride and let the words come out in a begging tone.
The closeness again threw Sanji off and he looked up to the man's face his own showing the pain he felt with in. "I….I can't right now."
It was Zoro's turn this time to ask, "Why?"
Sanji shook his head, "Something has come up and I just…I need a little time to take care of things."
"Tell me and I will help you. We can take care of it together." The swordsman gave one of his rare pure smiles that made butterflies flutter in Sanji's stomach.
No he could not be pulled in right now not with what was at stake besides…Ace…no he was going to have Smoker now…but Ace had been the one for him, he had thought. Sanji felt a pain slash in his heart at the mix feelings of it all. "I can't …I can't do this right now. I need a clear head for shit and this crap is just all kinds of fucking me up! Just stay tha fuck away from me!" Sanji then yelled and jerked his car door open pulling his hand away from Zoro's.
"Sanji stop!" Zoro cried holding the car door open as Sanji got inside the car and started it up but Zoro would not let him close the door. "Talk to me! Tell me what is wrong. We can work something out together. You don't have to do it all by yourself anymore!"
Sanji paused at those words. Oh god how he wished that was true.
Seeing the blonde pause Zoro let go of the door to try and reach in for Sanji but as soon as he did Sanji's foot hit the gas pedal and tore out of the parking lot with an open car door flapping and had nearly knocked the swordsman down in the process.
Zoro kicked at the gravel in his aggravation. He had been this close, he had felt it. Sanji had wanted him he knew it, and had wanted to give his trust but something was stopping the blonde. He had seemed different; there was something else now ... Sanji had even said it himself. Something else was going on. Zoro hurried back to his car and got in. Maybe, maybe he could get to Sanji's apt before him and he could get the blonde to talk to him again.
Sanji handed Smoker a bulk pack of film for the video camera in the detective's other arm that was also holding a large pack of energy batteries.
"Do we really need the top of the line shit, this is a bit costly." grumbled Smoker.
"Hush you, its not like you're paying for it anyways. Besides we want the best digital quality so there is no mistake who is on the film." Sanji explained and moved down the lane of the store but then stopped at the remotes. Might as well get it while he was here he thought. Blue eyes now skimmed over the many choices.
"What the fuck are you getting now?" the detective asked irritated.
"I need a new remote." Sanji calmly explained.
"Do you have to get that now?" the other man asked looking to Sanji as if he had a screw lose.
"Anything to repeal the hamsters." muttered the blonde as his eyes narrowed in his search.
"What was that?" questioned Smoker thinking he had heard him but due to the context was really not sure now.
"Nothing…" Sanji said grabbing the right controller he wanted and started to make a bee line for the check out counter of the electronic store they were in with Smoker on his heels.
Sanji had gotten home before Zoro and had spent a quite night packing for tonight and getting himself ready. The next day he knew he would need to do something extreme to get the swordsman out of the way so he did the only thing he could think of that would work. He had Zoro's car towed and of course Zoro gave the tow truck drive shit which ended up getting the cops called and left Zoro having to run away on foot and that was when Sanji had made his escape.
Sanji smirked at the thought of it. Damn he wished he could have seen that green haired bastard's face during that all. Zoro was probably so pissed right now. That car had been a really sweet ride.
"What are you so happy about?" Smoker asked standing next to Sanji's side.
Sanji blinked in surprise not even realizing he had been smiling when he had been thinking of that grass-head. "Eh nothing just moss." Sanji stepped up as the line moved forward.
Smoker frowned, first hamsters now moss. This guy was seriously crazy! Though maybe Smoker was even more crazier for trusting this lunatic. The guy had showed up to his place on time with a suitcase and informing him he would be spending the next few days there after this was over to recover. Of course Smoker had said no but then the blonde bastard had said he would just have to go pick up Ace and Luffy then, forcing Smoker to summit to his will. Fucking conniving little prick, thought Smoker.
Finally they got their turn with the cashier and Smoker set his arm full of things down as Sanji sat down the remote he was carrying and pulled out his wallet and credit card.
The cashier guy looked up and did a double take. "Woah dude you're him! You're Mr. Prince."
Sanji looked at the nerdy young man with frizzy hair and large round glasses. "Eloquently put. Yes I'm he."
"Man you were awesome like a few weeks back in the Arena with your kicks! You were all like bam pow bam and dude lady went down … harsh!"
Smoker eyed the kid and in a gruff annoyed voice asked, "Can we just get our total here?"
"Huh yeah right, right … sorry… but man your partner is fucking amazing!" grinned the kid, "And that's, $6853.78"
Sanji handed the kid his card as Smoker blushed brightly red.
"H-he is not my partner!" sputtered Smoker.
Sanji snickered, "Awe Smokie baby you don't have to be shy, its ok if others know about us."
"There is no us!" Smoker said his face turning even redder and other people were now starting to look around at them. The detective bristled, "I'm going to go wait in the car." Smoker stated then turned on his heel and left Sanji by himself at the check out counter.
The other people who had been staring now looked to Sanji and he smiled a dashing yet sad smile at them. "Closed closet case."
The other nodded in understanding and some giving their sympathy to Sanji.
Smoker sat in the driver's seat of his old dark blue junk heap of a car and waited for the blonde to come back and once he did the two headed down to the sleazy motel the blonde directed Smoker to and headed into the room Sanji had booked after getting the key card.
Smoker then got the camera ready while Sanji showered and changed.
The detective having cleaned up and hidden everything was just testing out the camera when Sanji came back into the room now dry and hair prefect with nothing but a short thigh high black silk robe on loosely tied his narrow waist. Smoker could not help but let his eyes wander over Mr. Prince just a little. The man was insanely attractive and what was worse was the damn blonde seemed to know it.
Sanji however seemed to not notice the other man's gaze; he was to busy trying to work himself up for what was about to come. He stretched his arms over his head thus making the short thigh high robe he had on raise higher on his cream pale legs and then lifted one of those said legs up onto the bed. The long leg stretched out gracefully and the muscles tightened under the skin flexing and stretching more as his thin lithe body bent over it.
Smoker swallowed and looked away with flushing cheeks. "Do you have to do that?"
The blonde looked over as the question was asked and raising a brow, he then noticed the blush on the other man. "Yes…and you better get use to it because it will get million times worse once the Judge gets here. I mean it detective you better be able to do this. I don't want some damn out of focus piece of crap for the trouble I'm going through here."
"I'll do it just fine." grumbled Smoker yet that also brought up the question again why was Mr. Prince doing this?
Sanji rolled up a sleeve of the robe after as he got out one of the morphine liquid bottles and needles he had brought in. He had to jump through a few hoops to get these so quick but had been able to pick them up on the way to Smoker's. They would be a huge help for what was about to come and for after.
The blonde sat down on the corner of the motel bed and slowly shot up the drug into his arm and breathed out and in deeply as his eyes closed. "Oh fuck that is so good." He moaned not able to help it. It had felt like months rather then days since he had, had something in his system.
Smoker looked back over a little worried, "Ano …don't you think that's a bit much?"
Sanji let his head lean back and roll over to the side to look at the man as he gave a lazy grin. "Mmm worried about me detective?" teased the blonde.
Smoker frowned at that, "Just that you won't be able to do your part in this."
Sanji laughed at that. "Don't worry I will be just fine… just remember to stay in the closet and don't stop taping for any reason …no matter what you see…"
Smoker was really uneasy about the way Mr. Prince said it like that but he nodded. Then seeing as it was almost time he got up to go to the closet but stopped and looked back at the blonde and asked again, "Why are you doing this for them?"
Feeling high and free floating Sanji answered with out thinking, "He made me feel again… he made it more then pretend and gave me a part of myself back I thought was gone… I think …I think I was falling in love with him. He is like fire and I was the moth, I could not help but be drawn in. If only I could have forever burned in those flames."
Smoker frowned not sure just who Mr. Prince was talking about but before he could ask there was a knock on the door and Smoker quickly hid himself in the closet and sat down on the chair he had placed in there for himself and positioned the blinds of the closet open enough so he could start to record the proceeding.
Once Sanji was sure Smoker was settled in the closet he opened the front door and forced a smile to his face to greet the man. "Mmm come in Judge Spandam." He then stepped aside letting the man come in.
Judge Spandam was dressed in a long brown trench coat yet it did not hide the black stockings and high heels he wore.
"May I take your coat Judge?" Sanji purred ever so sweetly after he shut the door.
"Yeah…" The man almost drooled at the sight of Sanji and set down the black bag he held as he undid the coat then handed it to Sanji reliving what he wore under was black silk women's panties with grader belts attaching to the thigh high black stockings and as well a matching black corset that left his nipples exposed. His shoulder length purple hair was tied back in a tight ponytail showing his face off well and how bug-eyed his eyes were.
Sanji sat the coat down on the dresser and came back over to the man.
Smoker widen his eyes and could not help but think, No wonder Mr. Prince felt he needed to shoot up for this shit. I should have asked him for some for myself. I'm about to go blind here.
"Oh my, don't you look so pretty tonight." Sanji cooed to the other man making him smile. Once the Judge then had his bag back in hand the blonde then lead the Judge by his other hand over to the bed to let him sit down and Sanji stood in front of him making sure the closet had a good view of the Judge.
Judge Spandam sat his bag down again next to him and ran his hands up the sides of Sanji's legs, "Mmm I really thought Doflamingo was not going to let us play anymore after last time…I really didn't mean to break your ribs you were just so lovely crying out the way you do I could not stop…you know it was accident don't you pet?" The Judge whined slipping a hand under the robe to rub at more of Sanji's bare thighs.
"Awe of course I do Judge Spandam, but this is just between you and me tonight mmmkay?" Sanji's honey voice poured on thick and he put a foot up on the bed making the Judge's eyes go at once to the now even closer more tender flesh flashing to him.
"Ohh, you being a naughty boy and disobeying your master?" Spandam's hands now both reaching up to undo the robe belt and open it to bare Sanji's naked body. "I think I might have to punish you for something like that… but make it a real special punishment since this was just for me…you cant stay away can you? … you like it don't you?… what I do to you?" asked the man seeming to work himself up more then Sanji was doing to him.
Sanji ran the back of his fingers down the side of the other man's face. "Of course how could I not? After all naughty boys like me need punishment … don't we?" Sanji let the man pull the robe from him so it pooled at his one still planted foot on the ground.
Smoker let his eyes travel down over the milk white curves of Sanji's body taking in the simple beauty of it. Toned, firm, and holding such a sweet pale tender coloring it could make anyone want to drag their teeth over it all.
The detective focused the camera more on the Judge as their sweet talk now seemed to turn into something more, the Judge having handcuffed the blonde and bent him over the bed and reached under Sanji to stroke at his member.
This was not so bad, thought Smoker. Mr. Prince probably just is freaked out by some of the oddness and the fact the guy is not at all good looking. The guy clearly had to be joking or something about breaking the blonde's ribs before. However Smoker started to wonder as he watched the Judge fasten three different size cock rings to the lithe man's member once he had got him worked up enough.
Smoker cringed then when a monstrosity of a vibrator that sported rubber spikes was used up the petite man's ass. Working him up to it or not with all the lube and finger work the Judge had used; it still just looked fucking painful.
As the Judge kept the vibrator in the squirming blonde he took out a chain from his bag next and hooked it to the handcuffs Sanji was already wearing and the other end to the headboard so the blonde could not get away. "Tell me how much you missed it pet!" encouraged the Judge as he now pulled out a leather cat o' nine tails (whip) this time and dragged the long leather strands down Sanji's smooth back.
"I mmmisssssed it." Sanji grunted in discomfort having a hard time keeping up all smiles and such with the large object up his ass whirling its top half around. His body ached to push it out but he had learned in the past that it would be safer for himself to just leave it as is else he would get it ram fucked in and out of him.
Judge Spandam seeming to not be pleased enough with the answer cracked the whip down on the blonde's back making Sanji jump and flinch as he cried out, welts already appearing from the one blow.
Form the first crack to Mr Prince's back to the eleventh one to his back and ass Smoker would flinch every time though was getting better at not jerking the camera so much now. He was not sure if it was the sound of the whip to flesh or Mr. Prince's screams that had him so jumpy. Maybe a mixture of both as he never thought he would see a man like Mr. Prince scream so much clearly in pain.
It only got worse from there. Judge Spandam had now turned the blonde over to work on Mr. Prince's front side with nipple clamps and a razor.
"I wanna cut…I want watch the pretty colors flow over that pure snow skin." hissed Judge Spandam and Sanji shook his head no not able to speak at the moment due to a ball gag the Judge had put on him mid whipping.
"Oh just a little I promise only a little." and the Judge licked his lips as he stared at Sanji's chest clearly fantasying about it but Sanji shook his head no again. The Judge was no longer paying attention as he brought the razor down to make a shallow long cut under Sanji's right nipple making the blonde whimper again.
Smoker didn't know how much more of this could take. Clearly Mr. Prince was not in control anymore of the on goings now.
As if hearing Smoker's thoughts the blonde looked to the closet and shook his head no with determined eyes. Yet it lost some of the effect due to the tears in them.
Judge Spandam was lost in the blood dripping on the blonde's chest and played with it before it seemed to get him so turned on he got to his knees and removed the ball gag from Sanji and started to smack him hard in the face yelling at him to open his mouth wide.
Smoker gritted his teeth. He had seen some sick shit in his time but watching Mr. Prince get chocked with a chain leash as he sucked the Judge off, had to be on the top of that list now. He could see the blonde almost turning blue in the face. Smoker's hand itched to push open the door and yell it was enough already but those eyes….those blue eyes were looking towards him telling him not to.
Once the Judge spewed his load down the blonde's throat he pulled out and let up on Sanji's throat. Sanji coughed and gasped in the much needed air and it burned so badly but his lungs yearned for it and he forced himself to keep taking in the deep breaths as the Judge was still not yet done with him.
Judge Spandam removed the cock rings one by one from the swollen abused member and then the vibrator was removed. Working himself back up the Judge stuffed the blonde's ass again but this time with his cock and lay on top of the man reaching up and pulling back that hair in Sanji's face.
"No" Sanji gasped and jerked but the Judge had a firm hold now.
"Oh don't be ashamed of it pet. That mark looks so lovely on you… ohh why won't you let me burn you?" the Judge now whined like a spoiled child.
Smoker could not help but use the camera to zoom in on the mark on Sanji's face and widened his eyes in surprise. Doflamingo's number one go to man was his slave! That was a huge fucking shock. No slave had as much as power and free rein as Mr. Prince and for a good reason, because they would try to get away, it was only logical…yet here Mr. Prince was doing everything he was told. Smoker frowned. No not everything that was told. Mr. Prince's mission had been to bring in the brothers…not this shit but he had talked the Captain into this other agreement. Thus Mr. Prince taking on …'this' to himself for the brothers…the brothers to whom one of them had won Mr. Prince's heart.
Smoker was ripped from his thoughts then as Mr. Prince screamed out in pain as the Judge sodomized the blonde's ass in fearsome thrusts in and out of the already badly tortured hole.
"Yesss yeess!" laughed out the Judge in utter delight and smacked the blonde's face again and again then his the slaps turned into a fist and he punched Mr. Prince hard on the cheekbone the area at once starting to puff up and bruise. "Oh yes yes so prefect!" he laughed out all the more and rode the blonde till he was spent and cummed once more.
Smoker kept the camera rolling still, all throughout till the end pleasantries of the sweet coos of thanks though they were more whimpers on Mr. Prince's part. He honestly didn't even see how he the man could smile after something like that.
Once the Judge left Mr. Prince didn't even look to the closet as he limped to the bathroom. Smoker stepped out of the closet turning off the camera and watched the blonde pause then in the doorway of the bathroom.
"You got it all?" Mr. Prince asked in a horsed voice.
It took a moment or two to realize the man was talking to him and Smoker nodded his head then added a, "Yeah."
Mr. Prince didn't say anything else just went into the bathroom and shut the door.
Smoker stood there and looked around the room his eyes falling to the mess of the bed…cum, sweat and blood on it. Was this…was this cause something happened between Mr. Prince and Ace? Smoker frowned. He could not really see Luffy being romantic with anyone…let alone inspiring the words of passion the blonde had spoke earlier about a certain man. Guilty rocketed through the detective then that it had not been himself to take this torture for Ace. In fact it had never even crossed his mind to do. If he had been asked to he would have said no in fact, he loved Ace and all but still there was a line.
The detective rubbed the back of his neck the guilt ridding him hard. Dammit! Yet just because he would not let some sicko making him his bitch didn't mean he should stop trying to restart up what he had with Ace now the danger was gone. Screw that little pencil neck coming in here acting so high and mighty being so self sacrificing. Smoker had spent months working to keep Ace safe. That surly counted for more then one damn night with some pervert! Reaffirming his status as the better man he started to pack up the gear and then waited for Mr. Prince.
Smoker found himself having to deal with Mr. Prince then for four days at his apt. The fucker had even over took his bed and made Smoker sleep on the couch. It was not too bad however. The blonde stayed to himself and either slept or showered it seemed though Smoker had no clue what the man did while he was at work. The only times Smoker had to deal with him was either when he needed something form his room or when he was asked to put ointment on the blonde's back to help heal the marks there and of course when he brought in food to the blonde.
Mr. Prince never said anything about the fast food of hamburgers and fries but would only ever touch the drink and fries so around the second day Smoker stopped bringing in the burgers and just got another order of extra fries. Smoker found all the food was eaten then so kept feeding Mr. Prince fries and soda since the man never bitched but would always say when asked what he wanted to eat, "Whatever is fine."
Sanji of course hated the food but knew he needed it to help build up his strength but could only managed to chock down the fries. Which the overload of salt on them burned his still sore throat. He wanted to bitch up a storm at the dumbass that brought him this crap but he knew he could only push Smoker so far and till he was healed enough he needed to be thankful for what he could get.
It was not till the second day as well Sanji stopped bleeding from his rear though kept using the medical spray to shoot up in his ass to keep it healing. He really should have had a doctor look at him but due to the secrecy of the project he could not risk it. He knew the kind of man Ace was and to know Sanji had done something like this for him…it would hurt him. Sanji didn't want to hurt Ace more then he already was. He read every text and listened to every message the man had and kept sending him as he lay in Smoker's bed during the days and longed to call the man back. Yet…Ace could now have Smoker back. Would he still want Sanji? Why would he? And what's more why should Sanji put Ace in that kind of danger?
Yet on the forth morning as Sanji lay there in Smoker's bed he could not help but think of Luffy's promise to him. They would free him. Maybe…maybe they really could find some way if he just helped them out. Sanji found him self suddenly feeling much better today and took a long hot shower as he worked the plans out in his mind.
Smoker came home that Sunday afternoon with a question for the blonde. He had to know and he was sure Mr. Prince would have the answer. As he came into his bed room with cell phone in hand he was surprised to see Mr. Prince sitting on the side of his bed dressed in tight faded blue jeans that had holes on the knees and thighs of them and a large white long sleeved button down shirt that only was using one of the many buttons on it and the collar flared out. The suit case the man had came with was all packed up with his things and he seemed to be getting ready to leave.
Sanji sat down his cell phone on the nightstand and looked up to Smoker as he came into the room to stand in front of him.
"I need to know something. I'm I still be followed?" Smoker was still paranoid about going and seeing Ace if people were still following him but was getting near desperate to talk to Ace since he still was not taking his calls.
Sanji raised a brow at the question then narrowed his eyes thinking on what Smoker was really asking. "I have decided…I'm going to try with Ace." he then found himself saying looking up at the older man.
Smoker sat his cell phone on the nightstand and gripped Mr. Prince by the shirt with both his hands. "How fucking selfish can you be? You do all this to protect him just so you can put him in harms way again? Think about your life, who in there right fucking mind would want to be mixed up in something like that?"
Sanji stiffened but didn't pull back he just held the other man's eyes. "Ace would…" Sanji found himself whispering out. Maybe Zoro to but really he didn't understand what that moss head was thinking. It had to be a fluke maybe inner gang rivalry with Ace or something, he didn't know but it didn't matter at the moment.
Disgusted Smoker pushed Mr. Prince out of his grip and grabbed his phone from the nightstand keeping his eyes on the man still. "Just when I think you have a decent bone in your body the monster raises its ugly fucking head. You only did all this for yourself." sneered Smoker. He shook his head and left. With the way the kid had answered him it was clear Smoker was free to go where he pleased again and he was going straight for Ace.
Sanji frowned and wondered if Smoker was right. He slipped on his black loafers and got his cell off the nightstand and suitcase then left the apt walking back to his car where he had stashed it this time in a parking lot of the bus station. He tossed his suitcase in the back and got in the driver's seat start up the car setting it on course for the police station. He would need to deliver the package in his suitcase to Captain Garp in person to the man. Yet as he drove he found himself dialing Ace's number he had memorized during the days and nights he lay in Smoker's bed.
The phone rang and rang then went to voice mail. Sanji paused and then took a deep breath, "Hey Ace this is Sanji. Look I'm sorry I didn't return any of your calls till now I just needed time to think and do some shit. I have one more thing to take care of today then I'm coming over. If you don't want to see me though I will understand. I'm sorry…I didn't ever want to hurt you I had thought it was best this way. I was just so scared … of maybe getting hurt my self. Look I will talk to you when I get there …that is if you will talk to me…see ya." Sanji ended the call and wondered if maybe he should try to call again.
Ace sighed watching his brother and Usopp play a video game on the large screen TV in the living room in there boat home. It was now one day over a week since he had last herd from Sanji though he had herd Chopper a few days ago speaking to Nami that Zoro had talked to Sanji and something else was going on that seemed to have the blonde spooked. That had been after Chopper had go to pick up Zoro. Seems the lovely cook had got the man's car towed and the cops called on Zoro. When Ace first herd about it he could not help but laugh, served the bastard right for trying to butt in on his territory.
Yet since then no one could find out where Sanji was and Zoro was on foot till he got his car back and could not do much of shit other then sit around like Ace and wait.
The gun slinger's phone went off and Ace raised his head off the arm of the sofa he lay on to look at the caller ID on his phone on the coffee table. Smoker yet again. He was half tempted to answer and bitch the man out but thought against it and let voicemail get it. No sooner did the ringing stop did it start again. "What the fuck.." Ace growled and picked up his phone and his heart nearly leaped out of his chest. The call was titled Mr. Prince this time. Ace quickly clicked the button to answer the call, "Sanji!"
There was a pause on the other side of the line.
Ace gulped, "Please Sanji talk to me?"
More silence then a rough voice answered, "This is Smoker."
Ace blinked his happiness suddenly put on hold due to confusion. "W-what?"
"This is Smoker" He said again.
Ace pulled the phone from his ear and checked the caller ID again. There was no mistake this call was coming from Sanji's phone. He put the phone back to his ear, "What the fuck are you doing with Sanji's phone?" Ace asked now sitting up and narrowing his eyes to floor as others started to come into the room due to having herd Ace nearly scream out the cooks name.
"Shit I must have grabbed the wrong one in my bedroom … but look I need to talk to you Ace I-" Smoker was then cut off.
"What do you mean your bedroom? What the fuck did you do to Sanji? Is he there with you know let me speak to him!" Ace asked and demanded all at once.
"Calm down Ace I didn't do shit to that bastard. I will explain everything when I get to your place and fuck no he is not with me." Smoker answered.
Ace clutched at his chest with his free hand as he felt his heart fall into his stomach. "Is he ok…please tell me he is ok?"
"Will you stop worrying about that asshole for a moment and listen to me?" Smoker grumbled.
"No!" Ace then shouted, "Tell me if he is ok or not!" He then demanded. Everyone had now gathered in the living room wearing frowns and held their own worries.
A heavy sigh came from the other side of the phone. "He is... more or less. We had to do something and I guess the little fucker got banged up pretty bad. He has been at my place resting up the last four days." Smoker explained.
Ace if he had not been sitting down would have fell at that moment. "Sanji got hurt?" There was a soft murmur around the living room now at hearing Ace say that out loud. "Is…is he still at your place?"
"Yes he did but he is fine he was looking peachy just a bit ago getting ready to leave. But look Ace what I want to talk to you about is us. I didn't want to break up with you but I was given a case were I was sups to bring you and your brother in just a few days ago it got passed from me to Mr. Prince…which I guess is also named Sanji."
The gun slinger's eyes widen. That must have been the new thing that had spooked Sanji. Oh fuck Sanji had gotten hurt cause of him! Ace covered his mouth feeling sick. The guy was already taking on so much and to add to his load.
"Ace are you still there?" Smoker questioned.
"Y-yeah I'm still here Smoker…and yeah that's fine we can talk." Ace said softly still in remorse over what he had been told already and what more he might be told.
"I will be there in 15mins meet me out on the beach….alone? I want to speak to you privately about this." Smoker asked.
Ace agreed then they said there goodbyes and Ace stared at his phone holding it with both hands in his lap.
"Ace?" Chopper asked stepping up over to the raven haired man.
"Wait!...If Smoker has Sanji's phone then that means…" Smoker's number had called just before Sanji's Ace quickly checked his incoming call record and found it and there was a message with it and at once Ace played and listened to it.
"Hey Ace this is Sanji. Look I'm sorry I didn't return any of your calls till now I just needed time to think and do some shit. I have one more thing to take care of today then I'm coming over. If you don't want to see me though I will understand. I'm sorry…I didn't ever want to hurt you I had thought it was best this way. I was just so scared … of maybe getting hurt my self. Look I will talk to you when I get there …that is if you will talk to me…see ya."
Ace fell back into the sofa and smiled a huge grin from ear to ear. Sanji was coming over!
Sanji had felt it best to just call that once and let it be then made the drop of at the police station. It had gone smoothly and Garp was happy with the dirt he now had on the Judge. So with a job well done and fully over Sanji headed on over to Ace's and the gang's place not really sure what kind of welcoming he would get if one at all. Thinking he might need to do a little groveling he stopped at a flower shop and picked up a dozen red roses. After all men liked to get flowers now and then too, besides red roses where the symbol of love and passion! That was a statement he wanted to make to Ace tonight.
Finally the blonde then pulled his car up to the curbside of the beach property and got out while taking special care to handle the roses. He shut the car door and lifted the buddle of flowers to his face and breathed in the heavily scent. Surly with these in hand Ace would not be able to be to mad at him for all that had happened and not returning his calls till now.
Sanji with a bright smile on his face walked around the front of his car and then stopped as he looked out onto the beach before him. There on the sand stood Ace in Smoker's arms and they….they were kissing!
The roses dropped from Sanji's hands to the ground as he stared then quickly turned around away from the shocking sight as fresh hot tear drops fell to his cheeks. He had been such a fool, such a fucking dumb fool. The blonde could not help but think as he got back in his car. To think he, Mr. Prince could ever have something as precious as love.
Sanji put the car in gear and let the tires of his car burn rubber before he then peeled out with a loud screeching sound from the over worked tires. The tires of the car crushing over the forgotten roses smashing them into the dirt of the road and sending up a cloud of dirt and flower petals into the air as Sanji drove off down the street in a blaze of speed.
A/N: Whew! Finally got this chapter out. I kept getting stumped on how I wanted to write things hehe but in the end I'm rather happy how it turned out. The only thing I'm a bit worried on is the sex scene (yet again xD) This was rather different yet again then the other ones I have done. I never wrote having someone watch and there thoughts during it before so it was a fun challenge that I hopefully pulled off well enough for you all to enjoy *smirks* for whatever reason lol.
Next Chapter! Yes you all will get to see what happened between Ace and Smoker on the beach AND the long awaited arrival of Gin finally comes! *throws confetti about*
Remember to review and speak your thoughts on the story and how I'm doing! I can only get better with your help! Or…ego boosts to get me to get the next chapter out quicker are loved too ^.^
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tazx x x – Hehe I think you will get to know both those things in the next chapter and the one after that. Hope you liked this chapter as well!
datErdbeerschn – Yay love! Lol Hamsters are evil! I had two and I killed them both I don't even know how T.T
I like kitties best myself, mice are to creepy xD
Lol well as you saw only Smoker watching Sanji have sex happened though I'm sure at the end Sanji felt like killing Smoker since he saw a live version of those photos now. Humm but was it the same? *whistles and hides more secrets*