I love Metal Gear Solid so much

I love Metal Gear Solid so much. And I just can't help it, these guys are so TOGETHER!!

To those of you who are loyal fans, I know it seemed like I dropped off the face of the Earth, no updates, messages, or anything, I even stopped responding to reviews, comments, messages, and e-mails I've received in the last few months. But rest assured, this is my come back! You're glorious author is back once and for all! For now, the future is as uncertain as the tides.

Also, I'm enjoying some Cashew chicken and vegetables in honae sauce with steamed rice, take-out rocks!

Hal had never been so happy to be back in the barren wasteland of the Alaskan Tundra. He happily shook the ice and frost from his, stomped the snow from his boots, and stepped inside David's rather nice cabin in the middle of fucking nowhere.

"I'll be back in a few minutes, I need to tend to the dogs and start the generators, start a fire while I'm gone," Snake growled in his usual "take no shit" tone of voice before closing the front door and heading off around the cabin to the back.

Nodding to no one in particular, Hal pushed his glasses up his nose and headed over to start a fire in the large hearth that dominated the front of the living room, picking up the small knife and piece of flint David forced him to use instead of matches like any other sane person would use. As he attempted to start a fire, his mind traveled back to the hug he and David had shared before parting their ways to possible death.

It was no secret to anyone who looked close enough, other than David, that he was, in fact, very attracted to the gruff man. That hug would had left him blushing if not for the death of a sister he had not seen in years. However, after a strong talk from David, and knowing that in his life many more deaths would come, even his own or David's, he had come to terms with Emma's death.

Now having come to terms, just the though of that hug left his face burning and his heart thumping against his rib cage. "Why me," he mumbled under his breath, closing his eyes, He knew exactly what his reaction meant, his attraction to David went much further than just skin deep. Everything about the man, about David, about Solid Snake, brought out a strong emotional reaction inside him. His palms would sweat, face turn red, knees quake, heart go crazy, whenever David walked into a room with his nature predatory, almost stalking, walk.

"Let me do it," David whispered huskily into Hal's ear, causing the man to jump so violently that the knife flipped free of the hackers hand and sliced him across the forehead before David managed to catch it. "Sit," he ordered Hal, pointing at the table not to far away, not even looking back to see if Hal was doing as he was told, he started the fire. He stood and grabbed the first AID kit from the top of the mantel.

Hal blushed violently as David kneeled in front of him, becoming eyelevel. Quickly he glanced away from the other man's deep, piercing blue eyes. He winced slightly when something way pressed firmly against his bleeding forehead.

"Hold this," David said and took Hal's hand, pressing it against the cloth. Hal could have sworn that his hand lingered there a bit longer than it needed to be, but brushed it off as an accident.

When Hal finally looked up, he noticed that David's headband was missing and then suddenly realized that the man had given up his prized headband to stop his not even life threatening bleeding. Another blush overtook his face.

David quietly mumbled something under his breath as he looked through the first aid kit for disinfectant and styptic.

"What was that?" Hal asked, trying his best to keep his voice from wavering.

Clearing his throat, David said firmly, "I'm sorry," looking Hal dead in the eye. "If I hadn't come up behind you, this wouldn't have happened."

"I-it's not your fault, you were just trying to help," Hal stuttered, his last blush nothing compared to this one. "And it's not that bad, right?" He asked and his eyes widened when David got a pained look on his face.

"It's going to need stitches," David said, pulling out a sterilized needle and thread, the cut nearly went from side to side across Hal's forehead. "This is going to hurt, a lot, we don't have any painkillers and you don't drink. I'm sorry, just tell me when," he murmured soothingly, and gently pushed Hal back so he was lying across the table.

Hal took off his glasses and handed them to David who set them on the couch. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breathes before he finally nodded.

"Hold my hand, it'll help," David said, placing his left hand in Hal's, making the scientist blush madly again. Gently, he rinsed the wound with disinfectant He winced along with the hacker as he slid the needle in the first time. Hal's grip on his hand became tighter and tighter with each pass of the needle until it actually caused him some pain, but he pushed it away knowing that it was lessening Hal's.

Soon, Hal felt the needle stop pushing and pulling under his skin. He sighed in relief and was about to open his eyes when David told him not to. Confused, he did so anyway only to find David's hand forcing him to not be able to.

"You have blood all over you're face, don't open you're eyes until I've put styptic on the wound and cleaned you up," David ordered firmly. As gently as he could he flushed the now sutured wound before liberally applying styptic to stop the bleeding before wrapping it in gauze and bandages.

Hal was amazed by the tenderness in which David tended to his wound with. A warm, damp cloth gently washed at his face, removing the still wet blood. Once it had passed over his eyes several times he opened then, to find his head in David's lap, the man with a look of concern and concentration on his face. He was sure his heart stopped when the larger man leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his freshly wrapped wound before removing himself from the table and cleaning up.

xXx

As night fell, the kiss still burned in Hal's mind. It was to the point where he couldn't even pay attention to Trigun anymore, no matter how hard he tried, his mind kept going to back to it, the gentleness, the caring, the feel of those firm yet oh so soft lips soothing away his pain.

To try and get his mind off it, he began to decode several programs. Soon he became enraptured in his work, sucked into the endless streams of code. He didn't even notice when David walked in, until the man yanked him from his chair and crushed their lips together in a passionate kiss.

"I love you," David grumbled and dropped Hal back into his chair before promptly leaving the room, then the cabin all together.

Hal was completely stunned until he realized that David had just left the house, going outside in the dark, where it was sixty below or colder. Instinct taking over, he ran after David, flinging the front door open and bounding out into the frosted over snow.

Frantically he looked for David, ignoring it as his body temperature began to plummet. His glasses were frosted from his breath freezing mid air. He was shaking to the point where he could barely move, but he ignored it and continued to run through the snow, looking for David, cursing the fact he was so much weaker than the other man.

Suddenly, something grabbed him around the waist, dragging him deep into the dog kennel. He nearly screamed until he recognized the strong grip to be David's, the same grip that had pulled him out of many near death situations.

"What in the hell do you think you're doing!?" David yelled at Hal, angry at the man's carelessness, his anger was to the point where the dogs didn't mob him or Hal. "What were you fucking thinking about coming out of the cabin in the middle of the Tundra at night without even a coat on!"

"I-I was looking for you," Hal mumbled quietly, looking at the ground. He had always been hurt by David's angry, the man had never struck him in his life, but whenever David yelled at him, it hurt worse than a blow.

Slowly, David's face changed from one of anger to one of realization. For the third time that day, Hal was grabbed, and for the second time, kissed passionately. This time, however, he unfroze in time to kiss back.

"I love you too," he murmured against the other man's lips, smiling as David laughed gruffly. A moan slipped from his lips as the kiss became deeper and David's hold became tighter. Soon he found himself pressed firmly against the side of the kennel wall, one leg lifted and tucked up around the other man's waist by David's hand on his thigh.

David thrust against Hal, enjoying the gasp it got him. He did it again and again, delighting in the fact that with each thrust the hacker's cries became louder and louder. It got to the point to where the huskies began to howl along with Hal, almost encouraging David to keep going.

"David, I think we should take this somewhere else," Hal said when he opened his eyes and saw 12 enthusiastic Huskies staring at him, tails wagging, as if they were finally happy to see their master had landed a mate.

"I think you're right," David grinned, and lifted Hal bridal style into his arms before carrying him into the house through the adjoining door across the kennel, dogs barking happily after them.

A little warning to those of you who are new, I never finish the first scene, those of you who are old, already know that from experience.

I'm back lovelings and better than ever!