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[it's night. Going on 12. Ace has been gone for about a week in the dungeons going deeper and deeper until he thought he would suffocate.

But even he can't stand the loneliness for that long. He'll stuff an envelop of money under Marco's door when he's sure the phoenix isn't there and then hurry on, wandering aimlessly through the streets, through one city then another.

There's a lot weighing on his mind but feel free to address him.]

Locked to Smoker:

[at 2 am he'll come into Smoker's room again. Quiet but not sneakng. Because screw everything, honestly]

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[Leaves some money on the table, grabs the bottle and goes after Ace.]

[THIS TIME.]

[No others.]

[He tells himself.]

[He catches up and hands the bottle over to Ace.]

I'm not trying to change you. Stop trying to change me. You don't want to, but you can't seem to stop yourself either. [TSK.]

[Tsun-glances away.]

What is it you really want? Stop getting caught up in the intermediums. I told you want I wanted as an end goal, and you go back five steps.

[doesn't take the bottle because he doesn't want it. Stop trying to give him things damnit all! And stop following him when he tries to leave! ]

I'm not trying to change you. I don't get you! I try to give you what you want but you don't want it. I just want to be who I am and for you to be who you are! That's what I want!

[he lets out a breath so he doesn't punch him because that'll just lead to another round of fighting and Ace being amused and Smoker being pissed off and then arguing. It's like a circle thing]

Look the thing is you don't want to take what I want to give because I'm a pirate or your grumpy or it's bad timing or...whatever, and I don't want to take what you want to give because --because I don't want it but you keep trying to give it to me and it doesn't seem to matter that I don't want it.

[he stops himself before he goes on a tirade about that]

So like I said I'm sorry about tonight but maybe it's better that I try to stop so that -- so that I don't know. Things can settle.

[Shifts his jaw and chews on cigars again, before just setting it firmly.]

[God damn he wants to punch Ace again.]

[IS THAT GOING TO BE THE PERMANENT STATE OF HIS EXISTENCE?]

[If he walks off, he'll be stuck in the same fucking situation of can't sleep, hating everything forever, all over again.]

[Why is it like this?!]

[Can't he just KILL him and be done with it?]

I'm not giving you a key because you still think it's something big and stupid. And that was an intermedium, not a compromise, stupid. The key was just -- [HUFFS.]

[But maybe neither of them know what they want.]

[No. Smoker knows what he wants. He just knows he can't have it.]

[Probably Portgas too.]

[Smoker just wants to shake him violently.]

You want to stop pissing me off? Stop breathing.

[Rolls his eyes, he's not serious, so don't ACTUALLY try that Ace.]

[Because that really would piss him off more.]

[Again.]

You don't want to be...

[SPREADS HIS HANDS, bottle included.] Whatever the hell this counts as between us.

Yet you still want to do whatever the hell you want.

Try very hard to figure out why I'm a bit pissed off right now.

You don't want me to trust you, but you still want to do all the things that require me to trust you.

I'd like to kill you, but I'm thinking that's not really an option. Even if I was willing to sacrifice the hell revenge your crew would unleash on me, the long term consequences just aren't worth it.

[Pinches the bridge between his eyes.]

No.

Look.

So long as you keep wanting something from me, even if you don't know what, you won't give me peace. Acknowledge that. You're worse than Trafalgar Law, fuck.

And you're friends with Adela, and I don't want that to change, or get in the way of it. But separate from her, there's obviously something you want from me. Figure out what it is. Otherwise I'll go insane.

[Throws both hands up in the air!] And don't try to save me! I'm a fucking adult Portgas. I don't need you to protect me from yourself or whatever the fuck is squirreling into that insane brain of yours! Figure out what you really want.

[Holds up the free hand again.] You only offered to take the key because you thought it would make me happy, right? Well, don't. Stop trying to figure out what I want. Figure out what you want, moron. I can figure out what I want and THEN we can figure out a compromise.

Does that make sense, at least?

Edited 2016-07-16 23:27 (UTC)

[why is it so hard? Seriously? Why. is. it. so. fucking. hard. for Smoker to understand? He just said what he wanted! As plainly as he could figure out!]

I won't give you peace anyway, stupid! [pokes him in the forehead with his fingers] There's no way there can be peace between us no matter what because we both want different things!

I told you, asshole, try to listen. I want to be me. I want to do whatever I want including pissing you off and trying to satisfy your idiot brain sometimes because, guess what? I fucking respect you.

I know. Respected by a pirate. So hard. You don't want that. You don't want my friendship. Not really. That's fine. I don't want yours anyway. I want it to be like it was, remember that? I pissed you off. You pissed me off. We had fun and it didn't matter because you can't do anything and I can't do anything.

But you can't be happy until I say something definite you want to hear. Apparently I can't do that. If I could erase my existence from your mind I would because apparently you're just going to be pissy so long as I'm here... and guess what? I'm already dead. And that still doesn't satisfy you.

So let it go, asshole! And I'll try to let it go!

Goddamn!

[If Smoker thought this would help, he was wrong.]

[So he just drops the bottle and tries to strangle Ace again.]

[BECAUSE REALLY HE HAS TO.]

ARE YOU EVEN CAPABLE OF HEARING A WORD I SAY?!

CAN YOU EVEN LISTEN TO ME?!

[headbutts him and tries to strangle him back because fuck this]

I'VE BEEN LISTENING TO YOU THIS WHOLE TIME! YOU IMMATURE, SELFISH, IDIOTIC, BRAT!

[This is better.]

[Fighting is where they belong.]

WHAT IS IT YOU THINK I AM ASKING OF YOU!?

TO TELL YOU WHAT I WANT! I HAVE BEEN TELLING YOU, FUCKING MARINE!

[headbutts again wanting to get it into his thick skull]

[NOPE EAT SMOKE!]

[And literally Smoker is trying to feed him smoke.]

[JUST DIE.]

[SO ANNOYING.]

NO YOU'RE TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT IS BEST FOR ME AGAIN YOU FUCKING OBNOXIOUS MORON!

STOP DECIDING WHAT IS GOOD FOR ME!

AND STOP TYING MY HANDS SO THAT I CAN'T EVEN DO WHAT YOU WANT!

[He does feel better fighting at least.]

[JUST A BIG BALL OF FIRE THEN]

I AM DOING WHAT I WANT! THAT'S WHY WE CAN'T--!

FUCK!

[the fire is getting out of his control as his frustration only increases. he tries to stop it but his inability to do that and keep Smoker at bay is even more frustrating and so he grows and grows; half hoping to explode so to be able to stop doing this]

[YOU KNOW WHAT?]

[FULL FIRE AND SMOKE FIGHT GET.]

[THAT IS FINE WITH HIM.]

[FINE HE'LL GO ALL OUT TOO

NOT LIKE ANYTHING ELSE IS WORKING]

[SMOKE SMOKE SMOKE SMOKE SMOKE SMOOOOOKE!]

[RAWR!]

[MORE FIRE]

[AFTER AN HOUR SMOKER WILL PULL BACK, LANDING ON A FLAT ROOFTOP.]

[He's less "OMFG CAN I JUST KILL YOU?!"]

[So there's that.]

[Just settled into vague annoyance.]

[But part of it is with himself.]

You cool enough to talk yet?

[he stops only because Smoker does but it takes him longer to stop flaming like a candle from the shoulders. He stares at Smoker the shock of it making the flames vanish completely

and then he begins to laugh.

It's not really happy laughter and the kind that hurts but it's alright]

[and after a while when he's too tired to do even that, it's this.

Just this.]

Talking is all we've been doing, loser. [but he sounds faintly cheerful but brittle way]

[Flushes at the laugh, thinking it was at the pun. ~~IT WASN'T THAT FUNNY STUPID.~~]

[But then sort of eye rolls at the rest.]

[And looks over the side of the roof to see if that bottle smashed or what.]

I don't think screaming in frustration and neither of us able to get anything through counts for much, Portgas.

I've said all I'm going to say.

[he can't get into it again. There doesn't seem to be a point]

[Grabs the bottle. Seems like there's some left.]

[And sets it next to Ace, sitting back to back with him.]

[Sort of.]

[Like their backs are both to each other, but there's an inch of space between then and they're not touching because fuck you.]

[He doesn't even know how to communicate with Ace.]

[Ace just wants to piss him off.]

[So he did.]

[But he doesn't seem that happy with it.]

[Well.]

[Smoker is like that too.]

[But no.]

[Whatever, he's just going to quietly think for a bit longer.]

[Ace ignores it.

He doesn't want it.

Smoker keeps wanting him to take it-- but why Ace can't figure out.

But anyway Ace refuses. He won't do what he doesn't want to do.

But he doesn't leave either]

I didn't want you to die.

[It's quiet.]

[And pointless.]

[But he wanted to say it.]

[So he did.]

It wasn't justice.

And the asshole that did it didn't even do it for justice. Just to make a name for himself.

And... because he thinks fate and destiny control pirate's choices. I don't. I think that's stupid. If that was the case, why bother with life?

[Maybe he should go. Maybe he will. But first:]

You want to fuck with my head, well, you already did. Even if you don't know it yet. I thought your brother messed with my head and what I thought I knew about pirates and right and wrong, but you fucked it up worse.

[way to suck the fun out of everything. But there's no point really. He can't even feel good about screwing with Smoker's head because it's more fun to do in the moment and watch how he'll react. Seeing Smoker be so beaten down to admit it is just sad]

Like I said, it all worked out so it's not a big deal. [Luffy's name would be bigger and last longer long after that asshole had died himself. Ace was sure of it.

He takes the bottle and drinks some of it out of a peace offering and slips it back whether Smoker wants to take it or not]

Anything else?

[..............]

[You.]

[Are.]

[THE.]

[WORST.]

Do you only take things after I'm done wanting you to and back onto punching you again?!

[BECAUSE LITERALLY UP UNTIL THAT FIRST SENTENCE SMOKER HAD CALMED DOWN AND THEN ACE MADE HIM WANT TO PUNCH HIS FACE AGAIN.]

[STANDS BACK UP, TWITCHING AND ANNOYED.]

NOTHING worked out!

[He wants to rage again.]

[REALLY HE DOES.]

[What is WRONG with Ace?]

[HE IS SO TEMPTED TO KICK HIM IN THE BACK OF THE HEAD BUT IT IS JUST NOT HIS JUSTICE.]

[HE'S REALLY TEMPTED TO MAKE SOME COMMENT ABOUT ROGER TOO.]

[But fuck it, that's not productive.]

And nothing is WORKED out!

[Tugs Ace up by the armpits, so damn annoyed.]

Don't toss your life away so carelessly! Stop thinking all this is me being nice, it's like I'm speaking poneglyphs at you or something, FUCK.

Why do you think I wanted you to take the key?

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