Warning: This story is a slash. If you are homophobic, just leave right now! If you are immature and can't deal with this stuff, I warned you!
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. They belong to Disney.
She worked me to the bone, and just when it looked like I might get a second to catch myself, she made my work even harder. The day had been filled with crawling under barbed wire and hopping over muddy tires. Exhausted, I fell to my knees and begged for mercy.
"Please, I can't go on. I need to rest, Ma'am," I said, sweating the last of the water out of my body. I wiped my face with one hand and tried to grab a drink from my canteen with my other one.
"What to you think you're doing? Did I tell you that you could have a drink, Maggot?"
I looked around to see the rest of the cadets in my company staring at me. Stone gave them all the evil eye, telling them to get back to the obstacle course.
"No," I said, feeling defeated, once again by the older girl.
She cleared her throat as if she was expecting me to say more. I looked at her, not knowing what it was that she wanted. I shrugged.
"No, who?"
"Oh. No, Ma'am," I said.
"That's better. When are you going to learn, Maggot, you can't do anything here. You can't sit unless I tell you to. You can't take a drink unless I tell you to. You can't even breathe if I said nothing about it. I own you!" Captain Stone said with a devilish grin.
Who did she think she was? She thought she was so tough…ok she was. What could I do?
She left me there, laying the mud. As all the other cadets got ready to form up into their platoon, I watched her. I don't know why. She was finally leaving. She was almost out of my sight. I thought that was what I wanted.
"Isn't this what I wanted? I asked myself. Isn't it?"
A/N: I know this was short and rushed, but I think it could turn out very well in the end. Please review (no flames, but constructive criticism is welcomed)