Hi guys... just so you know, I'm not really a good writer, for those who are paying attention, you might have deduced I make oneshots mainly because I can't keep up a good plot for very long. Therefore, some of the ships that are requested may not be done due to the fact that my brain cannot come up with a scene for the ship, or imagine the two characters together. If you don't see your request, feel free to ask me if I'm going to attempt that one-shot at all.

Alright, boring stuff over! Bringing you... Inukai x Osamu, requested by TheAnimeTrain! Thanks for reviewing!

It was a few hours before their fifth B-Rank wars, a little after Tamakoma-2 had been defeated by Ninomiya, Kageura, and Azuma units. Osamu was sitting on a bench near the vending machine in HQ as he tried to analyze all the possible situations that his team would be thrown in, review all the opponent squads' fighting styles, and try to remember Kitora's tip for where best to set up the wires, while not hindering Yuma's mobility or putting enough to make it obvious to other squads that the wire was visible to them.

In shorter words: His brain was being scrambled.

After five more minutes, he gave up, closing his eyes and groaning and slumping back against the bench. He'd already gone through all the possible situations they could think of with Yuma and Chika. They would be fine. No worries absolutely whatsoever.

With his eyes still closed, Osamu missed the soft footsteps walking past him to the vending machine, but heard the clinking of coins and the rattle as the person selected a soda. Osamu opened his eyes just in time to see Sumiharu Inukai walking over to the bench where he was sitting, holding two sodas.

"Hello, Megane-kun!" Inukai greeted, holding out a soda to Osamu. "Want a soda?"

"A-ah, hello, Inukai-san!" Osamu said, slightly taken aback by his unexpected arrival. "Thank you very much!"

"Still calling me san?" Inukai asked playfully, sitting down on the bench beside Osamu. "We're practically old friends!"

"We first met each other in person yesterday," Osamu corrected, both of them laughing. "Unless not flat-out filling you with bullets is the friendliest greeting someone has ever given you."

"Oh yeah...the moment we met, we immediately attacked each other," Inukai said, in a mock sad tone as he sat back and let his head drop and hang over the edge of the bench. Osamu looked at the gunner as he sipped his soda, the light glinting off his blonde hair.

"So, Inukai-san," Osamu spoke after a few comfortable minutes of silence spent with the two of them draining the sodas, "What brings you here? You're not on patrol, so I'm assuming that you came on your own?"

"I came to watch your Rank War, of course." Inukai said, taking another sip of his soda.

"So you don't have anything else to do today?"

"Well, it's a Saturday and I don't have cram school anymore, so I figured I may as well give a visit HQ and watch an epic fight between you guys." Inukai drained the last of his soda and tossed it into the trash can a few meters away. "So, what's your strat? Think you're gonna win?"

"Um, I'd say we'd have a very good change. Kitora-san taught me how to use the Spider trigger, so my chances of backing up Kuga and Chika are much better than the last round."

"Spider?" Inukai raised an eyebrow. "That's a really convenient trigger to use. Once, I lost in a one-on-one because I got cornered in a street with a lot of wire traps. Those things are deadly!"

"Really? Who used the trigger?" Osamu asked eagerly, wondering if he could find the person and ask them for a few more tips.

"Kitora-chan."

"Oh." Extra tips were out of the question.

Sensing the disappointment from the raven-haired boy, Inukai stood up, putting his hands behind his head. "If you want, I can practice with you. See if you can trap me in some of the wires of yours."

"Thank you very much, Inukai-san!" Osamu exclaimed, jumping up happily.

"No problem at all," the blonde replied, with a glint in his eyes that the raven-haired boy missed.

Half an hour later, Osamu had lost to Inukai about six hundred times, and scored once against him total. He had never really realized how skilled the members of Ninomiya Squad were, but Inukai was good, even better than the last they fought. The gunner leaped around, with a heightened sense of caution for the wires, which, as a result, were mostly avoided.

Five minutes later, Inukai called a break and flopped down in the middle of the simulated landscape. Osamu walked over, and sat next to him, dejected.

"The score so far is twenty-nine to one, Inukai-san. I guess the wires are just too obvious."

"No, Glasses-kun. Remember, I know you have the Spider trigger, and I'm keeping a careful eye out for the wires. In a real battle, your opponent will most likely also have other combatants to look out for, and remember, not many people have this trigger. Most people will not be expecting the wires, and you have a much better chance with them than me."

"I see. Thank you, Inukai-san."

"Alright! Let's go again!"

Osamu nodded, standing with a new determination. He had to win!

"Whoaaaaaa, Mikumo. How did you ever get caught in your own wires?" Inukai teased a hopelessly tangled Osamu, who was hanging in midair, amongst a forest of wires.

"You were the one who pulled me in, Inukai-san." Osamu protested, struggling to extract himself, "Besides, it's not you're jumping around as free as a bird."

Inukai looked down at himself from where he was sitting precariously on several wires; he was stuck in a position a few feet above Osamu's head. His feet were tangled and hooked by at least five wires each, wrapping up to just below his knees, effectively disabling him.

"Hey, Shiori-san, can you get us out of here?" Osamu called out. There was no reply. "Shiori-san?" Still no reply. "She probably went to have tea with some other operators and forgot about us here..."

In answer to this, Inukai groaned, slumping slightly.

"Che... Mikumo-kun, don't go wire-crazy next time. We don't have the bail out function enabled, and this is going to be messy." Pulling out his gun, Inukai started shooting at the wires, breaking through one at a time, snapping through the ones trapping him in seconds. Unfortunately, without his feet snared in the wires to stabilize him, the recoil of the guns threw him so off balance that he fell.

Right into a fresh batch of wires.

"Good job, Inukai-san."

"...it wasn't my fault!"

Now both of them were completely ensnared, and Inukai's gun was out of reach. Osamu sighed. "What now?" In answer, Inukai looked around for some form of inspiration. Instead, all he noticed was how close they were, and how easy it would be if he just leaned down about two inches-

"Well," Osamu grumbled, snapping Inukai out of his thoughts, "I don't suppose there's a way that I can reel in the wires, sort of like Kitora's gun?"

"I don't think so..." Inukai frowned, thinking. "Can you try?" he watched the raven-haired boy twisted his hand, and waited expectantly for something to happen. One moment passed. Then two. Then three.

"Well, I guess it didn-" before Inukai could finish, all the wires turned pink. "What the hell, Glasses-kun?" the blonde laughed, twisting his head to stare at the now pink wires.

"Um, I have no idea what happened..." Osamu mumbled, blushing and looking apologetically at Inukai. "Maybe I can try again-"

"Going to turn the wires blue?"

"Inukai-san!"

"Are we going to be stuck here all day? You do have a Rank War after this, you realize?"

"Ah... I'm sure that Usami-san will come back and help us," Osamu said, but he sounded doubtful.

"Maybe we should just wait for her. Wouldn't want you sending out more wires, after all."

"Let's try to get out the old fashioned way while we're waiting," Osamu suggested. Inukai nodded. "That seems like an acceptable plan."

A few minutes passed, with the two of them carefully untangling each limb wire by wire. Inukai had freed one arm, and Osamu had bee freed enough to lean back slightly from a wire that was a little too close to his throat for comfort. Things were going well, until Inukai decided to try to free one of his legs. Reaching down, he carefully hooked a wire under his leg, and then pulled two more away.

Then, he made the fatal mistake of trying to balance on one foot, raised at least one meter above the ground and completely supported by wires, to work his foot out of the wire prison. The wire that he had put most of his weight on snapped. With a surprised cry, Inukai tumbled forward, grabbing at the nearest wires with his free hand, and barely catching himself, was swung forward with the momentum. Right into Osamu.

The B-Rank captain, who was trying to extricate his right arm, didn't have any time to react before Inukai tumbled into him, flailing slightly before finding a foothold on either side of Osamu's. Leaning back slightly so the other person could breathe, Inukai caught his own breath as he tried not to slip from his precarious position.

Osamu coughed slightly, his face slightly red, and that was when Inukai realized how compromising this position was. His inner gentlemen was telling him to back off, and find somewhere else to be trapped in. However, that was impossible as one of his arms were still trapped by the wires, and if he let go with his other hand, he'd just make the situation worse. So naturally, the gunner followed the calling of his inner devil, and smirked at the shooter.

"Sorry," he said unapologetically, acting as though to shift his body away as he leaned closer. "Why is your face red? Are you feeling okay?"

"Ah..." Osamu stuttered, his face turning even redder. "It's just... where you are, Inukai-san."

"Well, I'm trapped in a bunch of pink wires," Inukai said, feigning innocence. Osamu flushed even more.

"I'm talking about where you are, in relation to me."

"Oh!" Inukai exclaimed, pausing a moment before grinning. "You're not embarrassed, are you?"

"N-no!"

"Well then," Inukai leaned even closer. Their lips were about half an inch apart. "Would you be embarrassed if I did this?"

"!"

Osamu's eyes weren't closed when they kissed, not like in the movies. His emerald eyes were wide open in pure shock, even as the blonde's remained closed as his lips stayed against the shooter's. When Inukai finally pulled away, he grinned, almost apologetically, at the flushed captain.

"Sorry. I had to do that," Inukai said as he began to move back, almost expecting the raven-haired boy to frown or yell at him. What he didn't expect, though, was for Osamu to lean forward- as much as he could, anyway- and shyly give him a quick peck on the lips. The gunnr stared, surprised, at the shooter.

"Maybe... we can go together somewherd someyime? Like a date?"

He stared into the shooter's eyes, trying to detect any hint that Osamu was joking.

Nope. One hundred percent sincere.

"Now, how can I say no?" The two combatants kissed, in a virtual landscape with the possibility of being seen, still amongst the tangle of pink wires.

Over the monitor, Shiori smiled happily.

"Knew it.

Sorry this dragged on so long! I just couldn't find a way to bring on the two faster, seeing as the aren't really that familiar with each other, I don't have a lot to work with ;P