Of Seminars and Men

AN: OK. I'm a bad girl. I forgot to post this a couple weeks ago. Since I'm so forgetful, I'm posting this and the next chap as well. I hope this makes up for me not remembering.


Chapter 3


Sitting in the control room was a slightly drooling, shocked to the core, handsome young man with black hair, dark eyes and oddly sporting a nosebleed. Said young man was currently viewing the monitors of the security cameras at the hotel he worked for. It was his turn to take the night shift, something the rest of the crew grudgingly let him do, and he couldn’t have been happier. It was the one night he actually seemed to be awake. Normally he would come in here and drift off to sleep almost immediately. This is why the others hated to let him take this shift. They always got caught, but somehow this narcoleptic bastard would get away scott free. Maybe it had something to do with him being in tight with the boss.

Ace rubbed his eyes again and zoomed in with the camera. There was just no way he was seeing this. Thirty minutes ago, he had gotten up to use the bathroom, and when he got back he noticed a familiar face getting into one of the elevators. Ace thought it’d be funny to follow the guy and see what was up. Rarely did he get anything good to give the guy a hard time about. The next thing he knows, his friend was checking the other male occupant of the elevator for cavities… with his tongue. Then the blonde had his hands on that glorious ass everyone was dying to get.

Ace admitted that this blonde guy was hot. He’d have made a pass at him too. Well, that was he would have if he wasn’t already involved with someone else. But his friend was a different matter. This was the heart throb of the security division. All of the women wanted him, along with half the men. His well sculpted body, deep voice, cool attitude, and the exotic green hair drew them in. Zoro was number one on the hotel’s hot body list, and also number one for turning down every advance. Ace was only number two on the list because everyone knew he was gay, and taken.

He watched the lift doors open, and the invitation was given. Ace scrambled to lock the door and search for a blank disc. What he was about to do would either make him a millionaire or get him killed. Maybe both. He had been given the override code to access the cameras in the hotel guest rooms. These were only used in the event of a police investigation or a disturbance reported. All guests were informed that they were installed, and it was automatically notated on their bill if the cameras were turned on for any reason. Ace watched as the couple stumbled down the hall and to the blonde’s door. Room 424. Quickly the codes were punched in and the disc inserted.

The nice thing about the cameras was that they were remote controlled and gave a 360 degree view of the room. Ace turned the camera to the door and zoomed in. The nosebleed he had just gotten under control returned full force. He scrambled for a towel while keeping his eyes on the screen. Holy Shit! There was no way he’d sleep tonight. The only thing this video needed was audio. Too bad that part couldn’t get fixed.

He watched as clothes were ripped off and bodies were explored. Ace found his hand in his own pants when he saw this luscious blonde cum. He felt like he was watching a first rate porn movie. The knowledge that he could possibly die from watching this only made him that much harder. His appreciation of his friend grew when Zoro’s shorts were removed. He took liberty with the zoom features when the green head went down on the long hard flesh. Ace marveled at the blonde’s flexibility. When Zoro bent the man in half, Ace came hard in his hand. By the time he opened his eyes, the two had passed out on the bed.

Ace jumped at the sound of someone trying to open the door. He heard mumbling and then the person started knocking.

“Damn it, Ace. Wake up! Shit, where is the boss when you want him? He always says we’re making it up that Ace sleeps all the time and now when I catch him, Zoro’s not around.” More mumbling ensued.

The now satiated guard looked around the control room for something to clean himself up with. Finding someone’s forgotten shirt, he wiped his hands and stomach off before fixing his uniform. The disc was removed and labeled as Cinderella and The Frog Prince. Ace laughed at the insinuations as he turned off the central monitor and reset the codes. He put the disc in his personal bag and made to leave the room to stretch his legs. There were a few people he needed to speak with before morning, and he needed to set the guy outside right. He jerked the door open and stepped out of the way as a body fell to the floor. Apparently they had been leaning on it.

“Hey Johnny, what are you doing down there? And you guys get on to me for laying down on the job.” Ace chuckled as he helped the poor guy up.

“Man, Ace, you didn’t have to do that.” Johnny whimpered. He rubbed his head where it had hit the floor and glared at the overly happy guard.

“Gomen, gomen. Was there something you needed?”

“Hai. Usopp said someone left this on one of the benches in the elevator earlier. I brought it here for safekeeping.” The man showed Ace a beautiful red satin purse. “He wasn’t with them at the time so he didn’t know who it was. Maybe whoever left it will come back for it later.”

“Alright. Hey, I’m going to make a round and stretch my legs. Don’t forget to log that in. Lock the door when you leave.”

The two said their goodbyes and Ace walked down to the Lobby. Johnny stared after him full of curiosity. What was making him so happy? His boyfriend didn’t visit him here so that was off the list of ideas. Johnny searched the Camera Room for anything out of the ordinary. Just a couple of children’s movies was all he found. Probably for Ace’s little brother. That kid never did grow up. Johnny left the room and locked the door as promised. He would do some more searching on his own.

Usopp was whistling a tuneless song when Ace tapped him on the shoulder.

“AAhhh!! Oh, Ace it’s just you. You had me scared. I thought it might be Zoro back for me taking a picture of him earlier.” The poor bellhop had his hand on his heart like he was trying to prevent it from jumping out.

“Oh really? So just what did you take a picture of? Maybe he and some really hot thing playing around? You know that’s asking for trouble.” Ace tried to keep his voice as nonchalant as possible. He was fishing for information, but he also knew that getting an honest answer out of this habitual exaggerator would be difficult.

“You’re telling me? I know. But I’ve never seen him so flustered. The guy had his hands practically down Zoro’s pants. I … um… oh no. What I mean is… Well, you see… I mean this girl, yah, this girl had her…” Usopp was panicking now. Not only was Zoro going to kill him, but now Ace would spread all kinds of rumors around, and Zoro would kill him even more. Wait, was that possible?

Ace started laughing and threw his arm over the pathetic man’s shoulders. “I tell you what. If you send me the pictures on to my phone, I’ll keep it to myself. OK?”

Usopp could see the mischievous look and knew it had to be a trap. “Oh no! You’ll take them and show Zoro and tell him I did it and then I’ll be out of here. No way am I falling for that. I have a wife and a baby on the way. I need my job. You are not getting me to give them to you. No way, no how.” He crossed his arms and turned his head in a defiant manner.

Ten minutes later, Ace walked away with the pictures and all details of what had happened at the elevator before the got on. Usopp could be seen for the next hour scratching his head in confusion, trying to figure out just how the guy convinced him to do it.

Robin smiled sweetly at Ace as he entered the bar.

“How is my lovely little lady doing today?” He might be gay, but he was still a charming flirt to anyone of beauty. Robin was definitely beautiful. “Anything of interest tonight? Or is all calm on the front?”

“Everything is fine, Ace-san. Although you might want to keep an eye on that young lady over there. She was trying to gain the attention of a young man in here earlier this evening and became quite upset when she was turned down for another. She may try to gain access to his room later on.” Robin nodded her head in the direction of a pretty redhead sitting alone in the corner. She placed a bottle of water on the bar in front of Ace.

“Hmm, thanks for the tip. I’ll have the others keep an eye out for her. And, thanks for the water. You always know just what I need.” He opened the cap and winked at her. “So what room is this poor sap in?”

“Room 424.”

Water sprayed across the bar. Ace had just taken a mouthful when she answered him. The images resurfaced in his mind, causing him to blush deeply.

“Are you alright, Ace-san? Did I say something wrong?” Robin handed him a towel to wipe his face and hands with. She took another and began to wipe down the mess he had made. Something was definitely going on and she was itching to find out what it was. Ace always had such great stories to tell and she knew that tonight she would not be disappointed.

“Uh, no. Nothing at all. Everything’s just fine.” Ace coughed while his blush deepened. He was dieing to tell someone, but he wanted to gather more information first before coming to conclusions. “So, who did this guy run off with? Had to of been a looker to distract someone from those legs over there.”

“Actually, he had a bit too much to drink so I had someone escort him up to his room. I thought he’d be back by now. I wonder what happened.” Robin knew the man was holding out on her. She just needed to find out what was so important that he was actually watching what he said.

They stood there eyeing each other up. Neither one blinked. They both had information the other wanted, but both sides refused to go first. The staring contest was lost when the aforementioned redhead walked up. Robin turned in annoyance and went to serve another customer at the other end of the bar.

“Hey, excuse me. You’re one of the guards here right?” When Ace nodded to her she continued. “I was just worried about this guy that was in here earlier tonight. He had too much to drink and I wanted to make sure he made it up to his room ok. His name is Sanji. He’s in room 424. Could you take me up there to check on him?” Nami smiled as sweetly as she could. This guard didn’t look as smart or as tough as the other one. She knew that her feminine wiles would work in her favor this time. She brought her arms closer to her sides and leaned over, giving Ace a perfect view down her shirt. Just too bad there was nothing there that interested him.

Ace was about to say no, when a devilish thought crossed his mind. “Sure miss. I’d be delighted to take you up there. We definitely want to make sure all our guests are properly taken care of. Now can you tell me his last name and what your relationship is to him? I can’t have just anyone waltz into his room.”

“Oh, sure.” Her inner self was doing a victory dance in her head. This would be easier than she thought. “His name is Blackleg Sanji. He’s a head cook at the Baratie back in New York. We met at the cooking seminar here in town. I feel so bad for him. That oaf he was sitting with kept giving him some really hard stuff to drink. I hope he’ll be ok to give his lecture tomorrow.” Nami gave him her best innocent act. She really wanted to get into that guy’s room. Her employer had paid her a lot of money to get those recipes from the blonde. It would be her life if she let him down.

Robin walked back over and gave her a cold look. “Need I remind you that oaf is the…”

“Yah, yah, yah. You told me before. He’s a guard here too. But I’m sure that he’s just one of the lowly underlings. Not like you are, Handsome.” She slid up to Ace and traced his uniform patch with her index finger.

Ace removed her hand from his arm and placed it on the counter of the bar.

“Sorry, love. I’m taken. I don’t think he would be too appreciative of your hands being all over me. And, since you’re not really involved with our guest other than just passing acquaintances, I cannot in good conscience let you into his room. I, however, would be more than happy to check in on him instead. Oh, and that oaf is definitely not an underling. He’s the top dog here. Chief Head of Security as a matter of fact.” Ace smiled at the crestfallen look on the redhead’s face. Nami turned in a huff, and stormed out of the hotel bar.

Ace and Robin raised their water bottles in a mock toast.

“Kanpai.” They chimed.

“So Zoro and this Sanji guy. Care to elaborate?” Ace raised his brow in question.

“And here I thought you were here just for my company.” Robin faked a hurt look.

“I have some adorable pictures to show you if you do.” He teased.

She studied him for a moment before giving in. An hour later, both had large smiles on their faces, and a picture was passed to yet another phone. Ace returned to the control room to watch the newfound lovers as they slept. Not being able to handle it much more, he took out another disc and inserted it. After recording the two of them cuddling together in their sleep for about half an hour he removed the disc and labeled it ‘Sleeping Beauties.’

Yes, he was definitely going to die. Better call for reinforcements. He picked up the phone and dialed a number he knew by heart.

“Hey there gorgeous! How’s my favorite officer… Yes, yes I know it’s the middle of the night… No, I’m not dieing yet, but I might be in the morning… Well, you see… No I’m not in jail, Constantine, now shut up and listen to me… Hey I can tell you to shut up all I want and there’s nothing you can do about it… Yah, well you have to come and get me first… Whatever. Hey, when was the last time you spoke to you nephew?... What do you mean ‘what nephew’ he’s the only one you have. You know, tall, muscular, green hair, I work with him, does that ring any bells?... Yah, Zoro. Maybe you should give him a call… No, not right now, but maybe tomorrow around 10 or so… Hang on, I’ll send you the picture.”

It’s amazing how a picture can say a thousand words. In the blink of an eye it was passed yet again. Ace had to take the phone away from his ear due to the volume of the laughter on the other end. Maybe he should start thinking of what he wanted to put on his tombstone. When the laughter died down he brought the phone back.

“So you’ll call?... Great… Of course I’m the best. Who else will get on their knees for you?… Yah, I know I’m gonna pay for this… OK. Night, babe… I love you too, Smoker.”