Asdfasdf, my stomach is like...dying...I think I'm getting sick, so...yeah...Okay, time to be RANDOM! I fucking hate Twilight! Let's all go kill Edward Cullen and Jacob Black, yaaaaay! ...Um...okay...now to answer to my reviewers.

MissPumpkinHead: LOL, your review made me crack up! Oh, and Roach and Meat ARE going to have their little fight soon! I'm also sorry about the lack of...err...romantic interaction between Ghost/Roach/Mactavish. I'm trying, honestly. D: It just takes me a bit to get comfortable with a new couple. ANYWAY! What I'm really trying to do with my story is, well...I guess you could call it a character study. I wanna define a solid personality for Roach and make him more 'real', if you know what I mean.

xGhostxStealth: Thanks once again for reviewing! :D It means a lot to me! And I'm glad that you seem to think I did well with the gore! ('Cause Even I like to see guts spill and blood fly every once in a while)

PhonyPrincess: Well...here's a little Roach/Ghost for ya! ...But do you mind if Ghost shares? -epic face- You'll see what I mean, soon. Oh, and thanks for reviewing!

Well, here's some bromantic stuff, like I promised! I hope you like! Also, this chapter is meant to convey just how 'attractive' and 'alluring' Roach really is.

Competition

There was something about Gary that he didn't even know himself.

Somthing about his presence, his appearence, really seemed to reel people in. He could make a simple movement, a small flick of the fingers, or a shift of his eyes, and anyone watching would just get caught in the small gesture.

Mactavish and Ghost were no exception.

They were probably the first ones to ever notice, since he preffered to stick by them a lot. You could say that he made paying attention harder than it should be. It was awfully embarrassing to have him telling you some long story, only to go back and ask what he said because you were too distracted by his bright hazel eyes.

Tonight was different then the usual. Some of the one-four-one members were stationed in Italy, tracking an arms-dealer. Meat, being the rather annoying optimist he always was, suggested, or rather, annoyed the team into going out for snacks and down time as he called it. And, of course, Mactavish, not wanting to listen to his complaining, agreed to the idea.

Now that brought them to the open cafe in the street, the kind where you could dine outside instead of sitting in some booth. Even though it as far beyond evening and the sun had already set, it seemed that the city was just starting to come to life.

Gary sat at the table with Ghost and Mactavish, taking his sweet, sweet time on the frappe he'd ordered. Mactavish had already tried talking him into actually eating something, but he just quietly and politely declined.

He was sitting across from Meat, Worm, and Scarecrow, who were talking and carrying on loudly, not caring about whatever attention they attracted. A few times, Meat had sent not-so-friendly glances over to Gary whenever he knew Mactavish and Ghost weren't paying attention. Their relationship had already took a turn for the worse and he now held a vendetta against Gary. Gary appeased him, sending mocking smirks and middle-fingers back into his direction.

Meat knew not to start anything, at least not at the moment. Mactavish and Ghost were surprisingly protective over the young Sergeant and Meat had learned all too easy not to insult him whenever the two were around. But when they were gone...? He made it a daily routine to walk around and throw whatever insults he could at Gary, calling him a little roach and falsely threatening to squish him.

But that was also how Gary earned his call-sign. Roach.

Even Mactavish and Ghost had adopted the nickname, but they never used it as a derogatory term as Meat did. It was just somthing different, something from his plain, old name. So Gary didn't mind it much.

"Are you just going to let that frappe go to waste, Roach?" Mactavish had asked him all of a sudden.

Roach looked up with a "hmm?", idlely stirring the contents of his frappe with the straw.

"When was the last time you ate?" Ghost asked him. Even Roach had to admit that it was strange to see Ghost without his mask. He noticed several small scars, which had made him wonder what had happened to Ghost to make him aqquire them.

"I'm not hungry..." he just said, ignoring Ghost's question. "Anyway, food is for fat people." He added comically.

"So I'm fat?" Mactavish asked jokingly.

Roach lowered his eyes, smirking. "It was a joke."

"Ohhhh, shiiiiit. Nice, really Meat. This is great." Worm's voice rang out. Roach turned to their table, and saw that Meat had bent his paper plate back and sent all the remaining contents of his food onto Scarecrow's shirt.

"What're you saying? I think it looks really nice on you." Meat snickered.

"Asshole." Scarecrow countered and threw the rest of his ice-cream cone, making it smash into Meat's face. That was what started the food fight, earning everyone sitting around them's attention.

Ghost pushed his seat away from the table, and stood up. "How about we leave the children to play and go do something else?" He asked jokingly.

"That sounds better." Mactavish agreed. He went to stand up, but noticed that Roach was still sitting on the table, toying idlely with his straw. "Roach, are you coming?"

Roach looked up quickly, questioning. "You don't mind?"

Mactavish resisted almost rolling his eyes. "Since when did we ever mind?"

The three of them walked away, Meat, Scarecrow, and Worm not even noticing.

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Ghost and Mactavish were never more in sync then they were now.

If they had ever had the same feelings and thoughts on subject then they did now, you'd think they were twins.

And they both couln't help but think about how mesmerizing and alluring Roach really was. He didn't even realize it himself. And the power he could reign over Mactavish and Ghost's conciousness was completely involuntary.

And they both couldn't help but feel a little guilty for even thinking of Roach that way. Especially considering the countless times the captain and his lieutenant had shared the same bed.

Their relationship had been completely secret. No one else knew but them. It was no lie that a lot of good guys were highly criticized for being bisexual or gay. And even though the famous 'Don't Ask, Don't Tell' policy had been recently repealed by the government, it was still as if that policy was in effect. They told no one.

Their eyes stayed glued to the young Sergeant, observing every movement he made.

Along with the feeling of guilt, they also couldn't help but feel like predators, in the literal sense of the word. Just as Roach had told Mactavish the first day with him, he was only 22 for god's sake. So young and easy to take advantage of.

So easy to persuade.

"Roach, were not running a marathon. You can slow down if you want." Mactavish called out to Roach who was about 10 feet ahead.

Roach slowed his foot-steps, falling into an easy walk beside the two. Ghost clapped his hand over Roach's shoulder. "Nice to have you back with us."

Mactavish took note of his lieutenant's gesture, and felt a small twinge of...competition? It was like seeing your best friend flirting with your crush.

Roach scoffed. "You act like I disappeared."

He didn't suspect anything. He didn't have the slightest clue as to what was going on right now. He never would have even thought of what was happening at the moment.

Or maybe...maybe he did know what was going on, but he was just playing along?

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The signs were so obvious.

He could see the envy burning behind his superiors eyes. The way they looked at him, they way they strayed closer and closer with every step...he loved it.

Again, he really didn't know the extent of his power over them. He'd never noticed until as of lately. Somewhere in their 'innocent' stroll, Mactavish had made a small joke and used to opportunity to snake his arm around his shoulder's in a 'reassuring' gesture, or so he had intended it to be. It lingered longer then it needed to, his grip tightening and sending them closer to each other.

He'd looked back into Ghost's eyes and saw the competition there, the need to tear him away from his captain.

Roach's face didn't give away any hint that he knew what was happening. He kept that oblivious, friendly gait they he always had.

All of a sudden, Ghost's voice rang out in a tone that you hear whenever someone tries to end an uneeded moment. "How about we stop by the pub on the way back?"

Mactavish begrudgingly disengaged himself from Roach. "That sounds fine."

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Roach had to admit that Mactavish's bulk and size matched his weight. He had trouble supporting the 220 pound captain as they stumbled their way out of the pub, legs threatening to bow out on them.

"You had too much." Roach informed him, but his own words came out slightly slurred. They'd 'talked' him into having a couple of drinks as well...which turned into more then just a couple after a bit more persuasion.

"This is nothing." Ghost replied to the struggling Sergeant. "He's drank twice as much as this." And of course, who was Ghost not to be included in their drinking? He was the one who thought of the idea.

"I'll be fine." Mactavish insisted, but his not-so-great balance suggested otherwise. "Just...help me back to the motel."

Thye mostly stumbled their way back, falling over and onto each other. Mactavish has tripped over a small bump on the sidewalk and sent him and Roach spiraling down. Roach had, of course, broken his fall with Mactavish by laning straight on top of him. It didn't help Ghost's envy to see the captain snake his arms around the Sergeant either.

Somewhere between actually reaching the motel and getting inside the room, Ghost had stolen Roach away, forcing the younger man against the wall and smothering him in kisses. Mactavish, though, wouldn't stand for that, and demanded that his lieutenant give him a turn.

From there on, things only went from ordinary to unusual. Roach couldn't remember exactly how much had happened or how long it had lasted, but he silently thanked god that the walls were pretty thick.

I'm incredibly sorry that I didn't write and lemon and only implied what happened. I'm new to yaoi and have only liked it since...about March or so...it started with NickxEllis, but I won't go there. I have to work my way up with a couple and get comfortable with them before I write any lemons. It took me until June to write a lemon for NickxEllis, but don't worry! I'll eventually work up the guts to write a lemon!