Here's another wacky dream of Smoker's!! XD

...And finally an especially awful day, with an especially nagging boss was over. Finally! Not to mention that Ace seemed to think that punching his head into the pavement was like an 'please-bother-me' invitation . The brat stuck to him like fucking glue the whole day through. Following him like some stupid puppy wherever he went... Even to the toilet!

And it was finally over!

He wanted nothing more than to have a little peace! Come home, eat something, watch some TV and then go to bed. Although, the bed part seemed to intimidate him a bit. What if he dreams again about that stupid shit like last time? Only remembering made him shudder! No, that was not going to happen!

He came home and done everything he wanted. Now he was sitting in front of the TV. He wasn't really watching it, but he had nothing better to do and he wasn't sleepy yet. He wasn't, dammit! He was absolutely awake and…

"You really have a nice apartment. It resembles you a lot. Neat, big, no extra stuff to make it look comfy! Practically screams your name!" the brat was sitting on his TV-which was turned off, somehow-with a slight grin and sarcasm dripping from his voice. And he had rabbit ears! Not again!

"What the hell are you doing here?!" Smoker said, irritated.

"Ohhh, aren't you happy to see me? 'Cause I was dying to see you again. I mean, you're my favorite toy!" He said as he jumped of the TV and made his way to Smoker's bedroom.

"Where are you going?! This isn't your place to just walk from room to room and-" Ace just walked into the bedroom, not even seeming as if he was listening.

Smoker followed him into the bedroom and found himself standing on top of a cliff. He looked around to see that he was in a lagoon on top of a sky high rock and the only thing underneath was a lake and a waterfall. Just great!

"Sooo… Are you ready to jump?" The brat asked casually as he stood next to Smoker only wearing swimming trunks. Smoker was also in nothing but that.

Smoker was absolutely furious "No, I'm not ready to jump! I'll never be ready to jump!" Smoker screamed, not even sure why he was that angry.

"Ohh! Don't be like that! I'll jump with you. We can make it like in 'Titanic'. 'You jump, I jump, remember?', just like that! Only that here no one dies!"

"Are you insane?! We are not jumping together! You don't even know what lays down there! We could get hurt!" Smoker said, not wanting to sound concerned. But he did.

"Well, we'll never know unless we take this risk. Or are you saying that you're rejecting me?" Smoker's stunned face told him everything. "Thought so. Now come on!"

And in the same moment Ace took him by the hand and jumped of the cliff. In that few seconds Smoker didn't feel the slightest bit scared. The feeling was actually quite overwhelming. And then he came near the surface of the water, just before everything became black and he was enveloped in it. As he opened his eyes he…

Found himself staring into his own eyes. Looking around, he saw hundreds of mirrors positioned all around him, reflecting him and the brat who sat on his back. Wait, sat on his back!?

"Get off me! Now!" Wriggling, he tried to throw the other man off, but it only ended with him twisting around so that Ace now instead was sitting on his stomach. A naughty grin started to spread across the younger male's face, a glint in his eyes which sent shivers down Smoker's spine and made him feel real uneasy. And the feelings just intensified as he tried to push the other away again and he instead got pushed down.

"Nah, I think I like this position, Commander~"

"Get. OFF!" Panic welling up inside, he fought against the hands holding him down, but he didn't seem to have any strength, the other could easily hold him down. And when he turned his head he only saw what they were doing from a different angle, the mirrors showing everything and hiding nothing. Fuck, it looked like they… Well, fucked.

He did not blush. It was just that he was starting to get hot; the damn brat was like a heater for God's sake! Wriggling again, he tried to ignore the feeling of the other's naked skin against his, tried to think that it was all just a dream.

"But if it just a dream, why don't have some fun with it?"

The thought was not a welcome one, as it made his heart skip a beat and then start to thunder in his ears as it dawned on him that this was his realm. Ace's chuckling escaped his mind; he didn't really hear it when the raven whispered to him.

"Aww, how boring, did you fall asleep, Commander~?"

Then, with a loud crash, all the mirrors cracked up and they found themselves falling down into oblivion, no sound but the twinkle of the glass was heard as Smoker closed his eyes…

The twinkle of the glass sounded more and more like water drops which fell onto the ground, but he refused to open his eyes just yet. He just knew that he wouldn't like what he sees. But there wasn't anything else that he could do.

As he opened his eyes he saw that he was standing in, what seemed to be like, a dark hallway. The only light that shone through was from a metal gate that was a few feet away from him. He was wearing a heavy armor which looked like t belonged to a gladiator. Of course…Well, at least he wasn't very surprised anymore.

"It's your turn to enter the arena! Good luck…and try to stay alive!" the guard said with a slight grin on his face.

Smoker didn't know what to expect to be on the other side, other than a huge arena with plenty of sand. He started to get a bit nervous as he walked thru the gate and got outside.

"Release the lion!" someone screamed and the audience started to cheer happily.

He couldn't believe it! He was going to die and it was all just the brat's fault. And where was the kid actually?! Always there when you don't need him, but now gone as if he never existed. He looked around the audience to see if he could find a familiar face, but there were only stranger who couldn't wait to see him get killed by a wild beast! Speaking of…

The lion was the double size of a normal one and looked hungry and furious. But there was something else in his eye that Smoker couldn't quite place. As if he had compassion for Smoker and didn't want to kill him.

"Come on! Let's end this quickly!" Smoker knew that there wasn't much that he could do and he prepared himself for a quick death. He started laughing softly… He always thought that he would die on a police mission, but this was something completely different. Well, at least he was original.

The lion started to get angry and moved faster than fire as he run around Smoker. Smoker attacked him with the sword, but the lion just dodged the attack and even more angry. As if I had hurt him personally…

They had a vicious fight. He attacked the lion, the lion attacked him…he almost thought that he would win. But then he fell backwards so that him sword dropped out of his hand.

It was over.

The lion run to him to give him the final blow and again he saw something familiar in those eyes. As if he knew him from somewhere. But who are you?

The lion was coming closer and closer and the only thing Smoker could hear was his own heartbeat. He wasn't afraid anymore. He just wanted it to end quickly. And as the lion jumped to him, like in slow motion, the only thing Smoker could think of was…

"Ace…" and he closed his eyes again.

Suddenly, a strong current swept him away; up over the crowd and as he looked down he saw the lion throw itself upon the poor onlookers, clawing them to shreds. He had a strong stomach, but the bloodbath beneath him was just too much for Smoker, so he squeezed his eyes shut again. The blast continued to carry him away, going upwards all the while lulling him to the sides like a mother with her child.

Feeling his body growing more and more relaxed as the screams and sounds from the massacre growing weaker, he slowly opened his eyes and found himself floating in space. As he turned over, he suddenly rolled over about ten times.

When he finally stopped he felt like throwing up, but then suddenly a familiar chuckle chased the nausea away from his mind.

"You know, Commander, it wasn't really nice of you trying to kill me like that~"

"What? I didn't try to kill you!"

"Well then, was what that sword you pointed at me about? A proposal or what?"

"What!?"

"You say that a lot, you know that, right?" Now they were floating face to face, so to say, and Smoker had an urge to grab the kid by the neck and throw him into a bypassing planet. But at the same time, he wanted to grab a hold of the kid and pull him against himself, chest to chest and claim those tempting li-

He slapped himself. Hard. It was bound to become a bright, red mark. The action made Ace start to laugh out loud and roll over some times while doing so.

Suddenly he was nose-to-nose with the grey-haired man, his hot breath tickling his lips.

"Don't hold anything back, Commander; don't go through your life looking back with regret…" Then there was nothing in Smoker's mind but the sensation of soft but strong lips kissing his, a velvet tongue licking his and teeth clashing. His body ran hot and cold and he could swear that there were stars falling all around them, if his mouth hadn't been occupied at the moment.

But as they broke for air, he started to fall down, down as the planets and stars rushed past him on his way down to the cold hard floor. He slammed into it, hearing sounds all around him…

As he stood up he saw that he was in a large room with a very high ceiling and huge glass chandeliers which gave the room a dimly looking light. The smell of perfume and sex invaded his senses as he saw women in tight and skimpy corsets flirt with men in black suits and top hats who practically throw themselves at the girls. Although this place was definitely not prestige, it had a certain aura around it which made it enchanting.

At the same moment all lights went off and the only thing to be seen was a stage with red curtains which parted slowly. The next thing he saw made Smoker take a sharp breath.

There in the middle of the stage now, was Ace, wearing a red strapless corset and a matching red skirt which barely covered his ass, stockings and red high heels. And as if that alone wasn't disturbing enough for Smoker (he really had to fight to keep himself from having a problem), it seemed that he was the only one noticing that the brat was a guy. Everyone else seemed unaware of that fact. And then the show started…

Ace flirted with the audience as he made graceful moves over the stage, not giving Smoker one single glance. As if he was air… But he couldn't care less as he watched Ace, feeling more and more dizzy and hot. Damn brat really had a talent for movement.

At the very end of the performance Ace turned to watch directly at Smoker and gave him the sexiest look he had ever seen. The brat's look practically screamed 'I want you!' in Smokers direction and Smoker felt his problem growing again. And then the show was over. Well that was quick…

The curtains dropped again and the lights went on and Ace was nowhere to be seen. Smoker felt slightly disappointed, because he really needed… Wanted to talk to him.

"Did you like the show?" A playful voice said behind him.

Smoker turned to see Ace smiling brightly at him. He tried to gain enough control of his voice so it didn't sound breathy and cracked.

"Yeah…" How eloquent, you idiot!

"If you're asking where we are, we're in the Moulin Rouge. And yes, I am a performer here. And yes, these upper-class jerks are my customers who pay me to do stuff for them. Any other questions?"

Smoker stared dumb-founded at the explanation and then send a death glare at every man in the room. And it was not out of jealousy! But he had more important things to discuss…

"We need to talk about what happened earlier… I mean the kiss."

"Sure… What about it?" Ace asked, his voice suddenly growing cold.

"It wasn't right and you know it. You can't just take someone and kiss him!"

"Well I'm sorry, but it always takes two and it didn't look like you objected!" Ace shouted at him. "You really need to stop denying stuff. I know you liked it and to make it easier for you, I give you two choices… First choice is that you walk through the door without me and I promise that I won't bother you again, and the second is…", Ace moved closer and put his hands on Smokers chest as he let his hot breath dance around Smokers ear, "that you walk through the door, but with me, and we'll see what happens after that." He put on a playful smile as his face was only mere inches from Smokers, lips almost touching. "…So, what's it going to be, Commander?"

Everything after that became a blur, as Smoker claimed Ace' lips in a more desperate than passionate kiss, tongues dancing around each other as he held the raven tightly in his arms, not willing to let go just yet. But in some moment the need for air became more important and they let go.

"So you chose the second one, I assume?" Ace said sarcastically as he breathed deeply.

"Shut up! As I remember correctly we have to go now." Smoker said as he turned to leave, not entirely sure what just happened.

"Wait for me outside. I'll just grab my stuff and we can go." The brat said happily as he run to the back of the room.

Smoker made his way to the door, feeling as if he was floating and opened it just to see that he was…

Standing in the middle of nowhere with a giant apple rolling against him, threatening to crush him into applesauce if he didn't move out of the way quick as hell. Doing so, he all but threw himself to the side, rolling on the ground down a small hill. As he stopped the rolling by doing a summersault and pushing himself into a standing position, he felt himself wobbling on the spot, wondering what the hell had just happened.

Then music started to play, the sound making the ground vibrate and sand jump with the beat. He couldn't help but to stomp his feet in tact, all the while trying to orientate himself. Looking around in the still spinning world, the brat was nowhere to be seen, his problem now 'cause of the sudden danger. But the adrenaline still pumped through his veins, his heartbeat speeding up as he heard the first lyrics of the song.

"Work It; Make It; Do It; Makes Us; Harder; Better; Faster; Stronger." He weren't really a fan of techno, but he loved to work out to this song. Whenever it was on the TV, he felt an urge to go up and take some hits at his sandbag…

Then, a rumble were heard over the music, growing stronger and stronger as a round form moved against him in a blur, not even slowed down by the now deep sand. But then, the music too started to grow in volume, the sound drenching the apple. Not that it helped Smoker to get his ears busted as he tried to move out of the way for the oncoming apple.

"Come on Commander! We're getting late!" His head snapping up, he saw Ace running on top of the apple, reaching down with his hand for Smoker to grab a hold of. Panic, fear and some damn lust whirling inside of his head, the grey-haired man found nothing else to do than to grab the hand and let himself get pulled on top of the rolling fruit.

God, he hated apples…

As that thought crossed his mind, the giant apple suddenly stopped rolling, so that Smoker fell off of it and landed on some very hard ground.

After the initial shock, he stood up to see where he was now and noticed that there was nothing more but endless gray ground and black sky. He turned around to inspect the area, like the good cop he was, but what he saw…

"Ohhhhh, you gotta be kidding me! I'm so sick of this shit!"

So, apparently, the Earth was in front of him. In all it's round, colorful beauty. This meant that the gray, ugly ground he was on was the moon! He thought that he shouldn't be surprised by now about this circumstance, but found out that he still was.

Well, let's see if there is a trap door in this frickin' nightmare!He thought as he went to observe the place.

After, what felt like a millennium of walking around this deserted place, he was sure that he was the only one there. Duh! And he was only left to the company of his own thoughts, which were only revolving around Ace. About his actions, that confused him to no end. It was as if something drew him automatically to the brat and he couldn't stand a chance against it. And the worst part was, that he didn't mind it one bit!

"Hey! Commander!" He looked up, only to see the cause of his head-ache walking towards him with a happy smile on the face. And it didn't make him feel warm and fuzzy inside, dammit!

"What do you want brat? Haven't you tortured me enough?" he said, trying to sound pissed off.

"I hope that that is a rhetorical question, 'cause you wouldn't like the answer if it wasn't one," Ace said, not stopping to smile brightly," anyway, I saw you from over there," he pointed to the Earth, "and you looked so lonely! I thought to come visit you!" he finally said and sat down next to Smoker.

Hey were sitting there for a while in a comfortable silence, looking at the Earth, each involved in their own thoughts.

"Come on Commander, let's go home." Ace said finally in a calm voice, not looking at Smoker as he stood up again.

"…Yeah" Smoker stood up and followed Ace…

Followed him up on the Milky Way, stepping on stars and galaxies as if they were pawed ground. He watched the brat's shoulders move, his muscles rippling beneath his soft skin even when he was just simply walking. He ached to touch that skin, to caress his back and make those muscles arch and writhe in passion…

On a simple instinct, a whim, he stretched his right arm against Ace, tried to catch him as he walked against the Earth. But then, a sudden burning feeling on his hand made him snap his eyes open and he found himself lying on the couch in his living room.

The burning came from hitting the glowing bulb above his head, the glass having become so hot that you could melt a marshmallow on its surface. Shaking his head to try and clear the fog, he found his lap full of apples. And the fruit wasn't only on him, but on the floor, the couch and the TV table too. Apparently had he knocked the bowl on the table over with a kick…

On the TV, the music channel had switched on, pumping out music and psychedelic colors, making his sleepy senses even more confused. With a burning right hand and an aching feeling between his legs, he turned of the irritating box and decided to head of to the bed.

Or maybe he should take a shower before that, a really cold shower to cool down a little…

A/N; GreenSan; *slams head in wall* That was one though fucker! Seriously, it took much more time than I thought, and when I finally got down to it, it was just crack which came out XD
But, who reads this since it's serious? If you do, then you have a slightly odd sense of seriousness o.O

A/N; Far away yet so near; Oh God! I know what you mean! Total lack of inspiration… and I'm very disappointed of my imagination well! It totally dried off. I felt like a man who couldn't get a hard-on! (I said that I would write this in my A/N so there you go! XD ) Anyway, now it's done! And it didn't turn out quite as bad as I thought… So for all of you, who liked it, review if you want, and for all the others…well, I don't know, think of something! We're done with this part and I'm gonna sleep now!

Have a nice day! ;-)