Sigh. Okay, I think I've finally collected enough inspiration to do another story. I was going to wait a little longer, but I couldn't help it. Note that this will be my first story where homosexuality between males is one of the main sources. And guess who's our lucky couple….

*Drum roll*……..Chris/Leon!

Chris: *glares*

Leon: *glares harder* Why is Chris' name first?

This story shall be called "Danger in the Closet" and it surrounds the gay relationship of Chris and Leon. The plot is a little similar to the 2005 movie "Mr. and Mrs. Smith", but I guess it will be "Mr. and Mr. Redfield", huh?

Leon: And again, his name. What kind of name is Redfield anyway?

Chris : A pretty damn good one.

I'm dedicating this story to all the gay and bisexual male Fanfiction writers/readers out there who like Resident Evil. Shame on you fan girls! For shame! However, fan girls are welcome to read and review.

(Note: I am a heterosexual female.)

Summary: Secret agents, assassins, and closeted gay lovers Chris Redfield and Leon S. Kennedy are tired of hiding their sexuality and are thinking of coming out to their family, friends, and comrades. Unfortantely, they're going to have to hold that off to the side after they learn that one of their government officials from each of their organizations have been assassinated, and each organization seems to be responsible for the others' deaths. Chris and Leon have now been assigned to take down one of each of the organizations' greatest agents; each other.

Genres: Action, Adventure, Black Comedy, Crime, Drama, Gangster, Mystery, Political, Romance, Satire

Enjoy!

Danger In The Closet

A Resident Evil Story

By SamuraiWriter

Chapter 1: Time To Clean Out The Closet

Chris sighed and placed a cigarette between his slightly chapped lips. While he searched for the lighter in his pocket, he kept the previous mission in his mind. It involved infiltrating a mansion where it was said to be a possible location of their current and main target, Albert Wesker. Unfortunately, Wesker was not there and in his place were hostile drug dealers who were employed by Wesker. His green uniform was bloody, but the blood only took form in small spots on his clothing. There was some dried blood on his sneakers, but Chris had had worst before.

After Chris had gotten out his lighter and lit his cigarette, he took a puff and released the smoke through his mouth in a sigh. Life for Chris had always been hard, and the BSAA was no different. But Chris enjoyed the way his life was going. His pay was great, the adrenaline was refreshing, and there were women drooling all over him and gazing his great physique, extraordinary facial features, and his charming and warm personality.

And yet…he ignored every single one them. There was only one person in his life that he was truly in love with. This person would always be by his side, pleasure him when the time called for it, and would probably fight for him and die for him, but not without Chris doing the same. Chris could just hear the sweet, charming voice of-

"Chris." a feminine voice said.

Chris stopped daydreaming and turned to his right to see Jill Valentine, his old partner and best friend. Jill was also his lover and she showed that by taking the cigarette from his lips and planting a kiss on it. She placed the cigarette back between his lips and sat in a nearby empty chair. "You were good out there today." she said.

Chris gave her a smile. "You weren't that bad either." he joked.

Jill responded with a small laugh. "I wasn't that bad? I saved your ass quite a few times, Chris. I think that makes me a little more than 'not that bad', right?" she asked.

Chris shrugged and released a puff of smoke. "I guess it does." he answered. Jill got from her seat and walked over to Chris again, planting another kiss on his forehead. Her smooth, small hands cupped Chris' cheeks while he smoked his cigarette and she continued to place kisses on his forehead. "You wanna go out tonight?" she asked.

"Don't really feel like it." Chris replied, smirking as Jill proceeded to plant small kisses on his forehead.

"You never want to go out."

'At least, not with you, Jill. Sorry.'

"I'm sorry, baby. I just be too tired to go anywhere." Chris lied. Jill snorted and kissed Chris once last time before leaving the room. At times, Chris wondered whether or not Jill was a little "obsessed" with him.

"See ya, Chris." Jill said before closing the door. Once Jill left, Chris sighed one more time and ran his big fingers through his brown hair.

Every time Jill kissed Chris he hated it. He loved Jill as a friend, but utterly despised Jill as a girlfriend. He hated it when Jill pressed her soft lips against his rugged face. He hated it when Jill would sometimes playfully rub her breasts against his back, as he was not interested in anything that Jill had to offer. He wasn't interested in anything a woman had to offer. He wasn't interested in a woman at all.

The only person whom Chris Redfield was interested in was the person that could supply him with 4 hours of straight sex through one creamy white, thick penis. Leon S. Kennedy.

Jill and Chris walked out of the BSAA building together in the midst of a few other BSAA operatives. Jill smiled at Chris and walked a bit in front of him, making him stop and look at her. "I have to go to the mall with my niece so I can get her ready for her prom. You wanna come?

"You know how much I hate going to the mall for that kind of shopping." Chris said, smirking a bit.

Jill giggled and nodded. "Fine. Whatever you say." Jill said. She gave Chris a goodbye kiss and waved, walking off afterwards. Once Jill was far gone, Chris' ears picked up a car horn. His brown eyes faced forward and he saw the window of a black car roll down, revealing a familiar body inside it. The person gave him a smile and the peace sign and Chris gave his own peace sign and smile back. He walked down to the car and walked over to the passenger's seat. He got into the car and closed the door.

"Good. For once, you weren't late, Leona." Chris teased, slightly sticking his tongue out.

The male sitting next to him in the driver's seat took off the black sunglasses he was wearing and stared at him with his deep-blue eyes. His choice of attire consisted of a black short-sleeved shirt, matching black pants, and black tennis shoes. Black fingerless gloves covered his hands, but all of that contrasted with his short, blond hair and his slightly pale skin. "The name's Leon, not Leona, Christina." Leon teased back, smirking.

Chris' eyebrows jolted up for a second before bringing themselves back down. It was quiet inside the vehicle until Leon said something.

"So, how was your day?" Leon asked.

"Good." Chris replied. "Yours?"

"Fine. Can't complain."

"Good."

'So much for conversation.' both men thought. Time seemed to had made its way pass them for a while. Neither of them had anything to say but they did, unbeknownst to each of them, have an action they each wanted to complete, but were afraid that the other wouldn't comply. They decided to just give it a try without saying anything.

One minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

Three minutes passed.

Four minutes pas-

Without anymore hesitation, Chris and Leon charged for each other and forced their lips onto the other. There were four hands grabbing everything they could on their respective lover's body, including the face, chest, and they even took a few shots at the groin. Chris was pushed up against the window and he tried to push Leon back, afraid that people would notice the car rocking and would notice them. The desire for sexual relations was not an easy opponent at all, but like the tough men they were, Chris and Leon held themselves back from ripping the other man's clothes off. Chris' huge hands found their way into Leon's dirty blond hair and pulled, arousing the other man. The sound of moans and groans came into play as two pink tongues battled for dominance, but it was so hard to tell who won as they were both giving their best at overpowering the other male. However, it was implied that Chris was claimed victorious as he shoved Leon up against his own seat and he forced his hands up under his tight, black shirt that previously allowed Leon's nipples to perk out from all the excitement. Leon knew Chris loved it when he wore tight shirts, and he hated it at the same time. Leon also knew that the shirt was in risk of murder as Chris would always rip it open to give Leon's chest the love and attention it deserved.

Both men were so thankful that the car had tinted windows.

After a few more seconds, the two immediately stopped what they were doing. Chris quickly returned to the position he was in before he even charged for Leon, while the blonde returned to the driver's seat. The two just sat there and stared at the window, remembering the act that just occurred not too long ago. Their clothes were wrinkled and creased in many places. The 10 minutes that were taken to perfect Leon's hair in the morning were now wasted as his long bang was no longer over his right eye, but instead sprawled over it. Chris could feel his and his lover's salvia on and around his lips; it aroused him but he didn't want to show it. Torsos leveled up and down while oxygen escaped through every single breath Chris and Leon made, only to be sucked back into and brought back out again courtesy of scientific law. Again, none of them said anything to the other for 2 minutes.

Suddenly, Leon decided to go for the kill. "Chris," he said through pants. "we've got to tell them."

Chris' heavy breathing ceased and he turned to Leon, a confused expression on his face. "Tell them what?" he asked.

"Tell everyone about us."

Those four words pierced Chris straight through his chiseled chest and he turned his head away from Leon in shock. Chris knew that there was no way they could tell his family and friends that he was gay. However, this wasn't the first time Leon confronted him with this thought. The last time Leon tried to convince Chris to join him in "coming out the closet", Chris managed to talk his way out of it, and instead blocked off all thoughts in Leon's head of ever coming out with their sexuality with a steamy episode of rough sex.

Though, maybe it was time to reveal the truth. Chris and Leon had kept their relationship to themselves for about 2 ½ years and together they lived in fear as to what their peers would say or think. Chris could, however, see it in Leon's eyes that he didn't care about what they thought or said. He just wanted to get the truth out, let everyone know "they were here and they were queer".

Chris had always hated that line, while Leon would use it as an advantage when teasing Chris.

Before Chris could say anything, he felt Leon's hand grasp his own and he turned to him to face him in his deep blue eyes. Those were the same eyes he'd look in when he hovered over him in bed sometimes. "Chris, come on." Leon said.

Chris didn't say anything and only stared in his life partner's eyes. He could see the sparkle in his eyes and it looked like he was about to cry, even though he wasn't. At least, that's what Chris thought. After gazing into his eyes, Chris leaned forward and pressed his lips against Leon's. Their eyes closed in unison as their tongues occasionally met in the mix of lust and love. After kissing and breaking apart, Chris shared a smile with Leon.

"Let's give it a try." Chris said, tightening his grip around Leon's hand.

In response, Leon smiled. They released hands and Leon turned on the car. The car radio suddenly turned on, allowing the sounds of the current song fill the vehicle.

That's why I gotta a-ask

"Is anything I'm doin' Brand New?"

Chris blinked. "What is this?" he asked.

"Drake." Leon answered.

"That guy from that show 'Degrassi'?"

Leon nodded.

Chris snorted and shook his head. "You are so gay."

Leon grinned at his comment. "Yes, I am."

Though he did his best to hide, Chris couldn't help but grin at his response and Leon couldn't help but look at his grin in his reflection.

The two got home in around 20 minutes. After stretching their bodies and teasing each other with sexual slurs and promises for that night, there was a moment where they were not together; Chris was in his bedroom while Leon was in the kitchen.

Chris' cell phone started to vibrate in his pants pocket and Chris' right hand went to grab the cell phone. He flipped it open and placed towards his ear. "Yeah?" he said.

"Redfield, you are needed immediately." a male voice said. Chris knew it was someone from the BSAA. He didn't even bother to look at the ID before.

Chris lifted from the edge of the bed and walked over to his dresser, the location of his guns and other weapons, just in case it required him to be armed.

The catchy tune of a Hinder song entered Leon's ears and he retrieved his cell phone from his pocket. He flipped it open and placed it over his right ear.

"Yeah?" he said.

"Kennedy, get down here immediately. There's been a terrible incident." a male voice said.

"What happened?" Chris asked.

"There's been an assassination. One of our officials has been murdered."

Leon gasped and began to walk around the kitchen.

One of Chris' hands ran itself through his hair after Chris heard the news. "I'm on my way." he said, hanging up the phone right afterwards. He placed the phone back into his pocket and jolted out of his room. While he made his way down the stairs, he could hear Leon's footsteps coming over in his direction. Soon enough, Chris and Leon found themselves running into each other and looking into one another's eyes.

"I've got to go." they both said in unison, looking at surprised at what they said afterwards. Neither of them wanted to departure from each other, but duty called whether they liked it or not. Figuring they would be gone for quite a while, Chris grabbed Leon's black shirt and pulled him into a long, lustful kiss. His head turned from position to position, as if he didn't know which way he wanted his head to be in. Their tongues flickered a little bit before they parted, and they smiled and smirked at each other as their breathing brushed against their lips.

"Love ya." Chris muttered

"Love you more." Leon replied, giving him a little peck on his lips before they each grabbed a set of car keys and headed out the door in different cars. They both hopped into their cars and drove off in opposite directions.

While each of them drove, both men could still feel the other male's lips on theirs. It would have been wised to savor that memory, as it could've possibly been the last kiss they would receive from each other.

End of Chapter 1

Finally, the first chapter is done. I hope I didn't gross any of you out, and I hope you think this was a good first chapter. Please review and tell me what you think. The action will start in the next chapter. Thank you!