Disclaimers: I do not own Metal Gear Solid nor how to spell the names, I only know a little from hearing Clarissa rant about it.

Inu's present.

"Well Snake," said the doctor as he came over to where he and Otocon sat, "you've done very well on this checkup as usual." Otocon relaxed, he had stayed up worrying even though Snake couldn't see why. "But, we did discover one problem."

"What?" Snake said as Otocon went back into worry mode.

"You're missing one of your shots. An easily fixed problem." The doctor said.

"Oh, well that's good news. Right Snake?" Otocon asked as he faced his love. He became confused when he saw that all the color had drained from Snakes face. Snake started to tremble.

"What's wrong?" Otocon was worried again.

"No shots no shots no shots no shots no shots no shots no shots." Snake said while shaking his head extremely fast. The doctor and Otocon laughed.

"How will we get him to take it though? I don't want to wrestle the famous Solid Snake into getting a shot." The doctor said.

"I'll take care of that." Otocon said with a wink, the whispered his plan to the doctor.

Snake was still shaking when Otocon leaned down to see his face. Their faces were close and that seemed to calm Snake just a little bit, for Otocon had that loving look in his eyes.

"Don't worry honey, it won't hurt."

"Really?" Snake said in a there-really-is-a-Santa-Clause-? kind of way.

"Really." Otocon closed the gap between their faces and kissed Snake. At that moment the doctor gave Snake the shot. Otocon pulled away when the doctor was done.

"That wasn't so bad now, was it?" Otocon sat next to Snake.

"What-" then Snake saw the doctor throwing away the now empty shot. "You sneaky little-" Snake stopped when he saw his dad standing in the door way, completely pale.

"What on earth was that!" he raged before the passing physiatrist pulled him to her room to explain Snake's relationship to him slowly.

"You haven't told him yet?" Otocon asked.

"I don't have to now." Snake replied.

Merry Christmas Clarissa.