Sorry! Last chapter I was going to put in a Later that Night bit, but I didn't. I hope it makes sense still. Sorry in advance, I'm probably going to make some characters OOC. It's like they drank A LOT of happy water...
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Van awoke, light streaming in the window. He lent his head out, looking down at his comrade, still blissfully asleep, face buried into his pecs. Van, smiling wickedly, started to attempt to wake up Thomas with feathery light kisses to his neck. Thomas slowly awoke, groggily seeing Van kissing his neck. Suddenly not realising it was a dream, as Van crept lower, towards his shoulder blade. Thomas, suddenly jabbed Van in the ribs, roaring "Oyasumi Nasai, Van Kun. Try waking me up next time with this..." Thomas grabbed Van and kissed him passionately. Van nearly asphyxiated, forgetting to breathe. Thomas ended the kiss, stretched and jumped out of bed, wearing his anti Microsoft shirt.
"I'm making breakfast, so hurry up and wake up"
"OK, but it's so cold this morning..."
Thomas, as he walked to the kitchen, he slapped Karl's feet playfully as he tried to sleep on the couch. (Didn't expect that, did you!)
"Wake up lazy and get some brekkie, eh?"
"Go away mum, just a few more minutes..." Karl responded, sleepily.
"Ill get this one..." Van responded with the evil gleam in his eyes. Van ran up and vaulted himself onto Karl's chest. A loud oomph resonated through the air as Karl snapped awake. The first thing that he could see was Van on his chest and Thomas laughing on the floor.
"Off, now, or you'll regret it!"Karl responded angrily, and with that snaked his body around, dropping Van on his butt on the clean floor, which rewarded Karl with a yelp of pain. Thomas was still laughing, harder than before. Karl and Van looked at each other, and with an evil gleam in their eyes, they pile drove Thomas, knocking him flat on his back, on the floor. After an eternity of wrestling and laughing, they finally got up. Thomas resumed his trek into the kitchen, and made coffee (coffee - yummy), papaya and scrambled eggs. After eating their fill, and Van receiving 3 stab wounds to his hand, from a fork when he tried to steal Karl's papaya, the two set out for the base in the open top hum vee jeep. Upon reaching the base, the security guard checked their ID and told them to report to Robert's office ASAP (I like writing Robert, it's easier than Hermann). The two men were laughing all the way there, until the saw the Major. He looked haggard, almost dead, and felt it too. His cup of tea was cold, as if it was there all night, which unfortunately was also true. (A/N I always had imagined that the Guylos Empire were tea drinkers and the republic were coffee swillers. But if I made everyone drink coffee, there would be not enough on the planet, as well as there would be none for me ~_~.). The desk was littered with strategic reports, various technical read outs, his pteras model zoid and an empty food tray.
"Men, we have a situation..."
Thomas suddenly got very serious "What is it"
Robert hit a button on his lecture remote. Fiona's image came up on the screen. Zeke could be seen faintly in the background, with Hiltz and Ambient.
She started to speak "Gentlemen of the Republic Army and Guardian Force. We will be assaulting the base at which this arrives at midnight of the next night, with the ultimate aim being to completely annihilate the base."
"She looks so cold and not like she should..." Van remarked. Thomas nodded his head in agreement.
"Please take this seriously, we are not kidding." And with that Robert remarked
"That's the end of the recording."
"Not good... She will attack when the Command Wolf she procured is at its best..." Thomas trailed off, slightly withdrawn at seeing Fiona again.
"Unfortunately, I have to concur with you Thomas. Get some sleep, boys, It'll be a long night tonight..." Robert trailed off, and unprofessionally fell asleep on his desk. At that moment, O'Connell walked past and noticed the predicament that the Major was in. He entered to a bemused Flyheight and Shubaltz prodding him to wake up.
"Guys, he's been up all last night trying to work this out, he's exhausted. Please leave him sleep. You go and get some as well. I'll look after him." The captain crossed his arms, and used his head to motion to the door. "Ill try and get him to bed, somehow..." he added, hooking his arms under the taller major's and dragged him out. Thomas giggled. (Oh how inappropriate I am…).
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Night had fallen a few hours before. The desert was completely, well, deserted. Not a breath of air remained. Fiona stood next to the Command Wold, a cold smirk played on her face. The twin moons pulsated light down onto the Command Wolf. Suddenly the sky darkened, completely covered with clouds, making the area pitch black, and the zoid near invisible. "Time to go Zeke, mobilise" Fiona's sweet voice was marred with hatred.
The organoid zoomed into the sky and landed into the power core of the Zoid. The Command Wolf then shimmered completely out of view and ran towards the base, closely followed by a Hellcat and a Genosaurer.
The battle's on.
Klaxons sounded though the base. The automated defence system was activated. The concrete walls rose from the ground, securing the base against external threat. Three Zoids stood outside of the walls, a blue blade liger, a Storm Sworder and a DiBison. O'Connell complained "Why did I get the DiBison...."
Thomas smiled "It's a really good Zoid…"
Van added, under his breath "But not as good as the liger" to which Thomas smirked, and promptly smacked Van in the back of the head.
"Remember whose it was!"
The invisible Zoids crept up on them, completely unnoticed through the bickering over the comm. system. She fired an anti zoid torpedo at the Storm Sworder, sending it down in a blaze of glory, and also signalling the beginning of the battle. The hellcat opened fire, pinging low velocity rounds off the armour of the DiBison.
"Want a piece of the action? Take this, MEGALOMAX FIRE!" O'Connell yells, scoring an almost perfect hit to the side of the Hellcat, freezing its command system instantly. Fiona smirked, and shot her pulse cannons, completely obliterating the left hand side of the DiBison. Seizing the opportunity, the Blade Liger engaged its cloaking system, and ran to the last known position of the Command Wolf.
The blade liger surged forward, fully hidden optically and heat signature was barely noticeable. Van mobilised the liger, ready to split the cockpit in two of the Command Wolf inside. Fiona was sitting there, different than before, colder. She sneered "I can see you, Flyheight…" The Command Wolf fired the pulse gun directly at the cockpit of the liger. The liger, even with Zeke, would never have had the shields up in time to counter the ferocious power of the beam. The glowing beam slowly disintegrated the cockpit, and slowly inched its way to the fragile occupants...
"Beek, Emergency Manoeuvres, NOW!" Thomas screamed as the cockpit started to vaporise. There was a sudden surge of G-force as the liger activated its Ion boosters and the verniers, flinging it skywards.
Van was flung out of the liger as the ion boosters engaged, smashing through the remnants of the cockpit. Thomas screamed his name... Van blacked out from pain.
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Van slowly awoke to the slow buzzing of machinery. He bolted upright as the memory of the night flooded back to him, almost falling off the bed in the process. He looked out to the chaos that lay outside of the window. "Oww my head..." he moaned quietly, placing a bandaged hand to his bowed head, the IV tangling up in the other cords that hung off of his body.
"Good you're awake" Van tilted his head towards Thomas. His eyes were all puffy and red, like he has been crying and been awake for a long time, plus from his dishevelled appearance, he looked like he hadn't moved for a week. Several cuts had been patched up on his face. He was holding Van's hand. His hands are so soft, Van commented internally. Thomas was humming a song, tunelessly and without emotion.
"Van, you're awake!" Thomas groggily said, stopping the song, relieved, gripping his hand tighter. Van winced in pain.
"How long have I been out of it?" Van inquired, his voice coming out cracked and patchy.
"About a week" was the reply "and you are safe now"
Van, having no idea what he meant (neither do I - Its midnight, come on) then looked out the window again. He wasn't near the base, he realised, because of the light wood outside, not desert.
"There was a Genosaurer; it completely obliterated the base. Fortunately they evacuated before it happened." Thomas remarked.
Van forced his companion to be quiet, by using his hand, with an IV in it, pressing it against his mouth. Thomas changed his talk into a series of soft kisses on the palm of Van's hand. Van gestured towards his mouth. Thomas gave Van his wish, wrapping his arms around the badly bruised and cut man's chest. Van then pointed at his crotch, with a smile, waggling his eyebrows.
Thomas flat out told Van "No." then added, quietly "Not here, silly" as a doctor walked past, signalling a nurse. He had finally awakened.
"You had us worried, Mr Flyheight…" The doctor said as he entered the room…
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What do you think?
And I'm sorry Princess69. I promised you a lemon and, well it doesn't seem right. Maybe next chapter... (Ok just for you... they jumped on one another and had lusty crusty bum sex)
Anyways, I may have failed geography Naomi, but I do know that it is a long way away. Sorry for being blunt, but I am really tired. The only time I actually passed Geography was for a report on Chernobyl. Big bang, lots of nuclear waste, you know, typical male thing...
Anyways, Ill put up the next one sooner rather than later.
Sayonara
Maelgwyn
(Naomi - does Minnasan mean everyone? My Japanese is really poor. I'm still trying to remember most of it…)