DISCLAIMER: ALL Metal Gear and Characters, and places from the games are Copyright Konami.

THEY OWN EVERYTHING! - I only borrow the names for this Non-Profit Making, BADLY written Story. Written purely for fun in my spare time.

All Characters are kept true to their character, behavior and vocabularies From the Games, Only Bending To Storyline.

Split Personalitys - Chapter I

There was a familiar face in the Entries department welcoming the passengers from a flight from Alaska.

"DAVE!" Otacon shouted.

Right away Snake scanned the crowds until he saw Hals smiling face.

They walked up and made their familiar multi-hit handshake ending in a manly hug, Hal was distracted by Dave's strong Cologne.

The end of the hug was signaled by Snakes friendly taps on Hals back as they then head for the outside of the building.

Hal had asked Snake to fly back to visit him over finalizing some more plans over the direction of Philanthropy, he valued Snakes input and had just plainly missed him.

"Wow! I, I don't know where to start! There's only so much you can sort out over the phone,in E-mails and on web-cam..." Otacon shyly said while stumbling on his words.

"Hey, I hope Meryl's taking care of you..." Hal mumbled with a tinge of jealously.

"Actually, I - I'm sort of glad we are having a time out, because, we're having some problems..." Snake said quietly in his distinctive breathy throated voice.

Hal had developed strong feelings for snake during Shadow Moses, but he dismissed them and likened his situation to that of a Schoolgirl crush for a Head Teacher.

It was bad enough he couldn't look at Dave without feeling that flush in his cheeks. He dare not say anything, fearing ridicule and maybe even violence at Snakes hand.

Meryl had beaten him to it - or was it just because Dave was a Heterosexual. Hal felt himself ridiculed by nature and confused. He had never really ventured much into the arena of love and certainly never envisaged himself feeling such powerful feelings for another man.

"What kind of problems..?" Hal questioned.

"Well, we've been arguing and...-" Snake cautiously continued.

"Nothing goin' on in the bedroom..?" Hal cut in.

Snake raised one eyebrow, turned and stared at Otacon while lighting his cigarette.

"I'm sorry, that was out of place...I shouldn't have..." Otacon started to stutter while picking up verbal speed.

"Well, not for the past three weeks at least." Snake said quietly while releasing a plume of smoke from his lungs.

"Yea, I heard from Mei Ling about the four times a day thing. I guess Her and Meryl are pretty close to talk about all that girls stuff..." Hal mentioned casually, and then suddenly cut off when he noticed the look of open mouthed horror on Snakes face that these things had been discussed.

Hal mentally kicked himself for always managing to say the wrong thing...

"Look, actually there is something I feel I have to mention. I've heard things are a little worse than you're letting on. I've heard you have depression and have been drinking very heavily..." Hal turned to snake to try and look him in the eye. Snake purposely averted his stare.

Snake replied to the sky "I drink to kill the pain the depression causes, and the drink makes me depressed..."

"Why do you feel like this..?" Hal said sympathetically.

"...Meryl." Snake almost whispered.

"Come on...-" Hal announced cheerily while patting Snake on the back

"We need coffee!...on me." Hal said cheerfully.

"Ahhhh, I've booked us twin rooms for the Philanthropy Convention over this weekend and all the plans are right here!" Hal tapped his Laptop carry bag as they walked towards the hotel lobby with an adjoining cafe bar and grill.

They started to go over proposals for the direction of the Philanthropy group over strong coffee.

Otacon kept dipping into his satchel for more notepads with words and pictures scrawled on it then started to look around for a pen.

"Do you have a pen on you Dave?" he asked.

"Sure, I should..." Snake replied as he unzipped one of his carry-alls.

The carry-all made all kinds of clinking sounds. Hal reached over and pulled open the rest of the zip to find bottles of whiskey and vodka.

"There must be sixteen bottles in here easy?!" Hal exclaimed with a saddened voice.

"So?" Snake returned with no verbal emotion.

"Were you just going to drink here too?? What the heck is going on between you and Meryl?!...I don't want you drinking here!" he asked trying to keep his voice down.

"What Military rank are you?" Snake snapped at Otacon.

"Errr, none...why?" Otacon's voice broke as he meekly replied.

"Exactly! So I don't take orders from you, GOT IT?!" Snake stared down at Otacon whose eyes were darting across Snakes face.

Snake stood up right away and grabbed his room card key off the table before picking up his bags and leaving to find his room. Otacon sat there bewildered and hurt but decided to go knock on Snakes door in a few hours when he'd slept off his flight.

Otacon glanced at the clock and saw it was nearly ten o' clock, four hours after their heated chat.

He had called Meryl in Alaska to let her know he had arrived safely.

Otacon went to the next door and lifted his hand to knock on the door, through the door he heard a muffed sound of a conversation.

Otacon put his head up against the door to hear clearer.

"Yes, yes...mmmmm...have I been drinking..?...well maybe alittttle...what?...nah, nah don't start that again...I miss you so much...please don't say that.-" Otacon heard Snakes husky guttural voice breathing out his replies in between deep drags of his cigarette.

Otacon couldn't help feeling swoony as he heard Snake having an erratic conversation that seemed to span many emotions. It left him a little confused as to the 'Love/Argue' tone of it, but all he knew was he felt a pang in his chest when he heard the quiet tender words that came out of Snakes mouth which only Meryl heard.

"Nah I didn't mean that when I said it - (his tone drops) - I love you, you know that.
Ple-...please - yes I miss you too.
Don't cry...please. We can start over - ohh...ok. I'll talk to you tomorrow Meryl - yes, I know..Bye - (Whispers)...Bye..."

Otacon heard the phone get put down and silently walked over to his door to open and shut it loudly before knocking on snake's room.

He knocked loudly on the door and waited. Snake opened the door and tilted his head at Otacon expecting him to whine about the smoke filled room or the empty bottles on the floor by the bed.

He started choking as the thick smoke got into his chest. "Don't take up smoking, these'll kill you..." Snake said sarcastically as he lit up another.

"David, about earlier..." Otacon stuttered then stopped as he noticed Snake waving his hand around in a 'Nah-Nah-OK' fashion.

The scientist slowly knelt down to his knees, picking up the bottles and emptying the ash trays.

He was totally distracted by Snakes pacing around with no top and combat style trousers. He daze was broken by the sound of Snake stumble against the door frame into the kitchen area. He rushed to support him.

"You really need to lie down; I could get drunk just smelling your breath..." Otacon said in a motherly tone as he took the quarter full bottle away from Snake very gently.

"What does it matter Hal, If I lose Meryl, I don't want to live..." he breathed.

"What are you saying?! One person should never have that much power over another..." Otacon cut in.

"You have everything to live for - you're a legend! Ahhh, an amazing man, a warm friend - and I'm sure Meryl could add a few more things to that!" Hal said while smiling

Otacon sat up on the edge of the bed while Snake was lying down propped up by the head rest.

"You really think so Hal? Snake questioned in his deep yet troubled voice.

"I know so! Everything you do, you do...well...Cool...Even the smoking..." Otacon considered stopping and leaving before he made a fool of himself.

"Even the smoking?" Snake said with a kind of grimace looking up at Otacon with his head lowered.

"Well, you know - yea. I wish I could smoke like that. The way you hold the cigarette up with your lips just parted, the sound you make when you inhale deeply, the sigh you do when you breathe out..." He said while transfixed on Snakes lips.

Otacon's reply was a lot of smoke blown into his face which misted his glasses. He could smell the alcohol on Snakes breath.

"I spoke to Meryl, she's upset, and I feel bad too. We shouldn't part when we argue..." Snake slurred.

"She said she missed me, and it would sure be nice to have her here tonight..." He said in his normal deep tone.

"Yea I spoke to her a few hours ago. She was teary then, I just don't understand, from what I hear you two have blazing rows - she treats you like this, and you crawl back for more...?" Otacon said as he tried to enlighten Snake.

"And you two seem to use sex as some kind of bandage - a salvation for the days injuries..." the hacker said as he stared down at the floor until he noticed that even drunk his best friend seemed fully aroused and quite constricted by the clothes. He could see that Snake was quite a big man.

Snake managed a half smile through the pain of his mounting headache, aching erection and alcoholic freedom from the depression he tried so hard to escape. Hal knew it was now or never to try to explain as he placed a comforting hand on Snakes shoulder.

Otacon looked down and surveyed Snakes Naked top half as he ran his fingers over the old scars and marks that's covered his body as he took the cigarette out of Snakes mouth and placed it in his own for his first drag while he savored the second hand cigarette, though he didn't want to take the deep breaths Snake did or he'd be coughing all night.

Their faces were cementers apart. "You have...amazingly deep green eyes David..." Otacon said as he noticed Snakes eyes were partially open yet without the vigilance he almost always had.

Otacon placed one hand on the side of Snakes face, lent in and their lips touched, slowly at first to which Snake seemed totally unresponsive.

Then before he could move Snake swung one arm over his friends back and pulled him under as Snake rolled on top and started to kiss him deeply.

The programmers mind was screaming silently at the sudden reality of the situation hit him. Something that had only ever existed as a dream was starting to happen.

He could feel a measure of his close friends strength by the weight of his muscular yet lean body on top and the way he held Otacon's arms down, It was obvious how this was going to play out and he loved the pure submission and acceptance of what was going to happen.

Questions raged in Otacon's mind.

'How can this be...? Is this happening? Is it because he's totally out of it? Isn't he straight? Wasn't he longing for his female lover?'

He let out a moan as Snake kissed and bit at the side of his neck, knocking his glasses off center as he gripped Otacon's hips and turned him facing away. He was aware of Snakes knees pushing against the sides of his knees spreading his legs out.

Hal turned his head to the side and leaned back hoping for another kiss.

"AHH..." Otacon cried out as he felt a hand on the back of his head force him forward into the pillow while he tried to undo his belt buckle with his freed hand.

The sidebar on his glasses started to cut into the side of his face as he felt his Corduroy trousers fall down his hips.

Otacon was hopelessly aroused but could hardly move, every joint of his body was rendered immobile by the lock hold he was being held in. He started to feel Snake pressing into him and meeting the strong resistance of a unprepared entrance.

"Errrahhhhhh..." Hal started to cry into the pillow as a stinging pain tore up his back.

Snakes alcoholic delirium only made his frustrations worse as he withdrew, spat on his hands, gliding it over himself while pulling Otacon's hips up further into his own until he was bent over Hals back with one hand pressed down on the base of his neck.

Hal scanned the room as he started to feel the impacts of Snake's hips hitting his while building up speed and urgency. He noticed some complimentary thick silicon based shampoo sachets on the table and reached out for it after working his hand free, his struggling movements made Snake release the hold to a certain extent as he started to moan and his head fell forward lost in his own mounting pleasure with his eyes squeezed shut as he carefully kept his hips at a steady rhythmic speed.

With Otacon's hands freed he managed to tear on open the sachet and empty it onto his hands which he managed to reach around and smear all over Snake and as much of his engaged anal canal as he could. The feeling of the cold liquid inside him eased his aching a little and made him delirious, feeling his lover at last able to slide in and out with ease and speed. Otacon could swear he heard music in his head.

As he was shoved back and forth along his lover's shaft, he found the feeling excruciatingly pleasurable and arousing. He had never had sex like this before, and he wanted more.

He had always thought Snake would be an aggressive, assertive lover, though he didn't know how much of this was him and how much was the blood/alcohol level, he longed to see Snake in all his lights and various colors and moods as Meryl did.

Otacon imagined what it must be like to have a slow and passionate lovemaking with a completely sober Snake, Hal was desperate to find out what it must be like.

He thought Meryl was quite a aggressive lover too from what he heard in 'girls talk' even though she's still only a teenager so must have a lot of energy and sexual frustration to burn off. Snake though; being in his late 30s and in optimum physical shape and ability could match anyone he chose.

Hal wondered why Snake didn't touch him anywhere else. He just held onto his hips and bashed away at him, which left him feeling a little used which added to his abandon. All that mattered was right now; Hal was past pain, past pleasure and felt very close to his climax.

He started to go numb as his eyes rolled up and a trickle of blood ran down his glasses. He focused on the rhythmic breathing and groans of the man whose length he could feel every inch of, a man who he wanted to satisfy at all costs, a man he wanted to take care of, a man wanted to be violated by.

"AAAAHHHHHH! Uhhhhhhhhhh! Ohh, yes! ahhh yes...!" Otacon cried out in total abandon to his pleasure as he let out all the air he held out as he felt a powerful orgasm wave through him. Snake could feel the smaller mans canal contract around him in spasms as Otacon's body fell limply to the bed except for where his hips were being held.

Hal felt a warm afterglow, thankful he came first so he wouldn't be left frustrated after if Snake had reached his climax first.

He heard Snakes moans and breathing change and the rhythm to his thrusts increased to a nearly unbearable speed. Hal tried to buffer his partners final burst of strength. He suddenly felt a warmth wash into him from deep within as Snake threw his head back and let out a guttural sound as he reached his climax.

Snake lay down and fell quick into a deep, orgasm induced sleep made swifter by his drunken state. Hal tried to move but his hips were on fire and his body ached from the encounter. He was interested how Snake could be potentially sexually violent if ply-ed with enough drink. He managed to stand but found walking difficult, he hobbled to the top of the bed and lovingly pulled a blanket over Snake and kissed him lovingly on the cheek.

He opened a window slightly, turned off the light and limped back to his room.

Please Click To CHAPTER II: The Massive Fallout