Don't think too hard about my titles. Because I don't think too hard about them either.

I need to stop writing these. I think i have issues


*Clack, Clack*

*Clack, Clack*

*Thump*

Two tall polished boots halted with a click of their heels. Inside these boots stood a tall, imposing man in full military regalia. This man was standing in the hallway outside of the facilities men's locker room, looking very slightly peeved.

He was actually very peeved.

His two guests weren't answering their pagers, and he needed them at briefing.

He rapped politely at the door. The only response he heard was gurgling. The man closed his eyes and exhaled forcefully through his nose.

Heidern had been a soldier a long time.

All his life, he had practiced the methods of destruction. Assassinations, covert strikes, kidnappings, infiltrations - were all familiar paths. Now, as the world changed, so did warfare. Information operations, hacking, propaganda even terrorism. Nothing was taboo, anything was offered for the right price. Ikari was not an ethical corporation. It was an entity created for the sake of waging warfare. They had no preferences or concerns of their own. Their goals were the goals of the highest bidder. That was how private military corporations worked.

Despite his company's philosophy, there was one thing that Heidern set aside special concern for. After Rugal was slain, one great enemy still remained.

The enemy of all mankind. The spirit of the earth which would sweep away all human achievement. The demon Orochi. It would destroy the world man had built, and Heidern - who had spent his whole life destroying - was now determined to preserve the legacy of Man.

This proved no easy task.

Ikari was a powerful organization. So powerful that they commanded the attention of entire governments. And yet, they couldn't do anything about their commander's special concern. Orochi was untouchable. After months of meticulous planning, trial runs, special training, Ikari troops found themselves completely outclassed and underequipped. Bullets phased right through the demon. Air strikes, missiles, grenades, chemical weapons, nothing could touch it. Nothing worked. Nothing could avert that terrible calamity.

Nothing but two fire-spitting delinquents and a young businesswomen.

Of course, Heidern was glad the disaster was averted, but he couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed.

He had actually been immensely disappointed.

But, like any good soldier, he set aside his emotions and attempted to ally himself with the three 'treasures'. Only Chizuru, the businesswoman, would even speak to him. The other two had immediately preoccupied themselves with murdering each other.

Five years later, today, Chizuru had called, reporting the weakening of Orochi's seal. Heidern suspected foul play. Perhaps the strange phenomenon in Florida was associated with Orochi? He had to be sure.

Leona had taken the liberty to helicopter the fiery duo into the base a couple of days ago… and just like that, he was temporarily housing Kyo Kusanagi and Iori Yagami in his joint Ikari- US ARMY base.

And he needed them upstairs for briefing.

"Kusanagi! Yagami! I need you in the command room, Now."

The gurgling stopped. He heard the sound of running water. A voice called out, "Yeah, just give us a sec okay?"

'Very peeved' blossomed into something akin to anger. Heidern didn't consider himself a particularly patient man. He was a military commander, not a babysitter. When he gave orders, people scrambled to fulfill them. And nobody, nobody, dared to make him wait, especially over something so trivial that it could be accomplished in a locker room.

He shoved open the door and marched in. If these two weren't so integral to defeating Orochi, Heidern would have nothing to do with them. He wanted nothing more than to book them on the next flight to Japan, but Orochi might be involved, and Heidern was determined to conduct a thorough investigation.

"You two! Get!"

Two figures were standing ahead, both were leaned over the sink counter. They were wearing standard military issue cargo-pants and shirts - as was required here - and seemed to be staring intently at something in the drain.

"Hey!"

The sound of running water was punctuated only by the noise of bubbling and sloshing. There was water everywhere. It looked like they had been splashing around in it.

Kyo stood straight, then turned to look at the commander. He wiped wet bangs to the side and raised a hand in brief greeting. He smiled nonchalantly.

Iori didn't even raise his head.

Because his head was submerged underwater. Kyo was holding him by the neck, and was pressing his face into the base of the sink. The tap was still on, and water was overflowing onto the floor.

Iori gurgled. Kyo grinned.

"Hey Commander. What's-"

Heidern flew at them.


Kyo casually drowning ppls

reveiw pls tkx. prob next chappie tomorrow. I haven't finished writing this one yet but im guessing two to three chapters, give or take. It's gonna be a short one.

Not my typical stuff. It's less funny, and more of a relationship counseling session lol.

All chars are consistant over all my stories. so don't worry about gay stuff.

Because there's none.