"Fucki-"

Smoker took a breath before sighing. He looked to his phone at the GPS and frowned.

"God damn Roronoa, giving me wrong directions. Should of known that idiot would get me lost."

He growled storming off his anger. Before getting more lost. His eyes kept to a sign with purple cloud and a man winking. With pink neon lights flashing 'Okama Room.' Smoker checked the time seeing it was pretty late. And he should seek some sort of place to sleep. He tossed away the ends of his cigars before heading inside.

A man with purple tall fluff hair perked up to him. He gasped softly clutching his hands together.

"Oh! Oh! Welcome Darling! Welcome! Please come in."

Smoker stepped in removing his hat. He stopped before the front desk.

"I'd like a room."

"Oh. Officer Smoker, your here to stay? Well this is on us, since you are going through an investigation for us. Please pick a color."

Ivan pulled out a couple of colored cards. Blond, Brown, Black, and Red. He furrowed picking the blond color. Ivan grinned.

"Ah wonderful choice."

Then he headed behind the curtain. After a few minutes a blond stepped out of the room wearing a short black dress. But Smokers eyes kept to the stunning blue. He strutted up to him and smiled.

"My name is Sanji, I want to thank you for investigating on this case."

His hands touched Smokers chest getting closer. His hot breath against Smokers. Sanji wrapped his tie around in his hand.

"Let me take you to your room." He whispered.

Then started off to the stairs. Smoker finally snapped out of it turning to Sanji. He stood on the steps looking to Smoker.

"Officer, do you have a license for your gun there?" Sanji asked, "Then again, you can come unload that upstairs if you need to."

Smoker glanced down before pursing his lips, "Just take me to my room."

Either way, I'm gonna write it cause it would be hot :P