A/N This is my first fic, it hasn't been beta'ed, and I'm not even sure of where I'm going with it. I think I've been reading too much Dean/Sam. It made me wonder what if X5-494 had a mission in which he had to date a member of the opposite sex.
The assignment was easy. Seduce the target and earn their trust. Send in an operative to assess the severity of the situation. Duty, discipline, anything to achieve the goals of the mission.
Once the X5 group hit puberty they were immediately given lessons on how to use their sexuality to lure in targets. The fact that Anthony Deverough was gay wasn't an issue. Soldiers don't have the luxury of choosing their assignments.
"Send in X5-494," said the Sergeant, "he is the target's type."
X5-494 sat up in his cot. He was stewing over the fact that he had another mission. His cover was to be Daniel Faulkner Jr. and his mark was one Anthony Deverough, 36. This man had inherited his fortune from his father who had taken advantage of the masses after the Pulse.
Deverough had an obsession with old computers and finding out what the previous owner had used them for. He had recently bought a few at an auction which was the problem. Estate auctions have no interest to Manticore except for the fact that this particular one was for a former geneticist from Manticore. These computers could have top secret files or even mentions on a government facility solely used to raise generations of genetically engineered super soldiers.
The other obsession that Deverough had was dirty blonde green eyed men. He liked them shy and innocent. But he never truly took advantage of them. He was one of those rich bastards who liked to play house for awhile. Once his boy-toy got too confident and comfortable he lost interest and immediately started searching for his next conquest. It had been half a year and Manticore caught whiff of the fact that he was actively pursuing his next boyfriend.