With different eyes

Special Chapter Smoker

Smoker sits up with a jerk and spits the water out of his lungs. Exhausted from the seawater, he runs a hand through his grey hair. He looks around and realises that he is on a deserted beach. He reaches for one of his cigars on his jacket. They are, surprise surprise, all wet. Smoker can't believe how he ended up in this situation. It's all the straw hat's fault!

Grumbling, he looks around, the rubber head must be here somewhere on the deserted island too. How did he get into this situation? Smoker found the straw hats and would have caught the straw hat. He had him pinned to the ground, but then a wave came and washed them both off the boat. Shortly afterwards everything went black and Smoker woke up here on the beach. The luck of the straw hat is once again beyond belief! Has everything actually conspired against Smoker or does fate simply sympathise with the brat? He looks around and recognises a track in the sand. He knew it, the kid was stranded here too. This is his chance, he can't escape here! But suddenly his body feels numb.

Lucia's POV

I was just next to Ace in the dining room discussing with Marco and now I'm standing on a beach. Surprised, I blink. 'WHAT THE HELL!' I hear someone yell. Oh am I in another body again? 'Welcome to the Twilight Zone, my name is Lucia, whom can I say hello to,' I ask, amused. A moment ago I had morning sickness, now I don't, if that's not a reason for good humour. 'Who ARE YOU AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH ME?' the voice bellows on. "I'd really appreciate it if you'd introduce yourself or I'll pat your body down to find out and I'm really very thorough." I say in a low voice. Hui would Ace address me in such a voice, I would be putty in his hands. 'Smoker!' says the voice in my head. Not really, is it?

I look down and see a six-pack and muscular arms tucked into a white jacket. "Why isn't Ace around, that would have been too delicious!" I say gloatingly. 'YOU STILL HAVE NOT GIVEN ME AN ANSWER!' roars my sunshine. 'My mistake! I'm Lucia from the Whitebeard Pirates, I get stuck in different bodies from time to time, don't worry I'll be leaving soon. Uhm did I forget something?' I give Smoker the answer he wants. He remains silent. 'You're preventing the arrest of Monkey D Ruffy!' he complains. "Look at it this way, you could arrest me, or rather yourself. Akainu would appreciate it. Speaking of which, how is Garp? Please tell him he now has a reason to smack Ace. He'll know what's meant!" I say in one go. Smoker is silent again and I look around for the first time. "A desert island? How did you end up here? Or should I know, I mean Ace certainly wouldn't be thrilled if you made a move on Luffy," I say aloud.

'WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING! AND I BETTER GET THE FIREFIST IN MY FINGERS!" roars Smoker. Is he still angry because of the action with the kiss, whereas Ace is not really to blame. 'How do you know about that? Wait a minute. YOU DID THAT!' shrieks Smoker. I grab my temple, for such a deep voice, he can screech quite a bit! And I'm the one who's pregnant. Oh dear, what is my body actually doing now? Ace is probably out of his mind with worry. 'You are pregnant? By the fire fist?' asks Smoker. Bloody hell, if he tells the government, my child will be in danger. 'I have no interest in any brats of pirates,' says Smoker. I exhale in relief. Smoker is like Garp, he would never hunt down a child because of his parents. He's one of the most honourable Marines and if I'm honest, one of the best looking too. 'SHUT UP!' he yells again. Why do I think he would have blushed?

Grinning, I walk towards the forest. I'd like to see Luffy! 'That straw hat!' Smoker grits his teeth. 'Give it up, you won't get him!' I tease Smoker. 'I can hunt you too,' the marine threatens me. 'You'll have to let go of Straw Hat for that and we both know you won't,' I shoot down his threat. I hear a grumble and am actually sure that the smoker is insulting me.

I walk through the jungle, looking around curiously. If I were at Whitebeard's now, Ace would follow me wherever I go, making sure I don't carry heavy things, don't overexert myself, eat enough, and Marco helps him too, and I'm sure he's just doing it to drive me crazy. In other words, being in Smoker's body is a nice holiday. "Where the hell is Luffy?" I ask into the air. How do you find a monkey in the forest? Where...