This is my first Sniper x Spy fanfic, so please forgive me if any of the characters are too OOC.
Mission begins in 30 seconds, the cold voice of the Administrator boomed loudly. The sound bounced off of the walls in the room and echoed wildly.
The RED Sniper waited impatiently for the battle to begin. He was tired today, for some unknown reason. He just wanted to get the mission over with, and then go and sleep in his van.
The Sniper yawned nonchalantly, as if he didn't have a care in the world. I hope I can make it through this, he thought as the voice of the Administrator spoke again.
Mission begins in 10 seconds.
In no time at all, it was already time to leave the base and start the mission. Or, to put it more bluntly, the endless hours of fighting and bloodshed.
Everyone instantly ran out of the building, each of them yelling loudly as they exited the door. The Sniper would be the last to leave, or at least so he thought.
"Why aren't you leaving, ma chérie?" a voice said slyly.
Goddamnit, Spy.
The RED Spy slowly materialized directly in front of the Sniper. He smiled mysteriously at the Australian man in front of him. His red suit was spotless; not a single speck of dust could be seen on it, and he smelled strongly of cologne. Sniper always thought that it was kind of odd that he dressed himself so extravagantly, when the Frenchman would probably get his entire suit dirty and covered with the blood of his victims. But he didn't dwell on it. Spy was Spy. After all, no one ever really understood his actions.
"None of yer business, ya' nosy bastard. I'm leavin' right now, anyway, and you should get goin', too. Our team's gonna lose if we don't start the mission soon." the Australian retorted sharply, irritation apparent in his voice.
The Spy chuckled softly. "You are cute when you're frustrated, mon amour."
"I don't know what the hell yer talkin' about." The Sniper said gruffly. Right now he wanted nothing to do with the Frenchman. As of now, the Australian's only desire was to start the mission, complete the mission, and then go to bed. That was it. And that bloody stuck-up Spy was only making things worse.
"You will eventually, my friend." the masked man said as he disappeared into thin-air.
The cloaked Spy slowly walked up to the Sniper and whispered seductively in his ear. "Je veux vas te faire encule."
The man gasped when he heard the tone of the Spy's voice. Even though he had absolutely no idea what he had whispered to him, Sniper had to admit that the way Spy had said the sentence sounded pretty... sexy, in his opinion. He quickly tried (and failed) to brush the thought away that he thought that Spy, of all people, was attractive.
That bloody spook… the Aussie thought as he traipsed out of the building while trying to ignore what the Frenchman had said. He entered the battle with Spy's words repeating in his head.
"Je veux vas te faire encule."
A / N: I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! Also, I'll probably be updating this story every Friday/Saturday/Sunday, just so you know. Feedback is appreciated!
-Translations-
ma chérie = my darling
mon amour = my love
Je veux vas te faire encule = I want to f*ck you