Metal Gear Solid:

Untold Mission

A/N: Hey, there, I hope the introduction was good. But I don't have much to say here, just read on!

NOTE: This story is rated Mature to view for a reason. And it isn't for language, violence, blood and gore. -Hint, hint-

Chapter 1: Reminiscing

Jack stuffed his luggage into the overhead compartment and took a seat by the window of the airplane. Sighing heavily, Big Boss looked out the small window as the plane prepared to take off. It was a hot day, temperatures had soared into the upper nineties, and humidity was above fifty-percent, making for a muggy, sticky day. Personally, he preferred winter. But of course, you couldn't always have your way. But at least the airplane was nice and cool, thanks to the air-conditioning.

Jack sat back in his chair and stared up at the ceiling of the airplane in boredom, and a bit of frustration. He really didn't like flying. Not that he had a phobia of flying oh no he definitely was used to flying. It was just so…boring! Jack sighed again and shrugged. He could sigh all he wanted, but it wouldn't make the trip any more entertaining. Jack got back up and retrieved his suitcase. He sat back down laid it on his lap as he opened it and rummaged through the suitcase. Inside was a few pairs of clothes and a few books and magazines he had brought along. He also had the backpack that the Major had given him. With identification of his Military position, it was no sweat in getting the backpack on board the plane.

Jack retrieved a few of the reading materials from the suitcase and then placed it back in the overhead compartment. But only about five minutes later, someone yelling thank you in between raspy breaths interrupted his reading. Big Boss lifted his eye to see who was yelling, and he saw the form of a mid-thirties man. The man was sweating dreadfully, as if he'd run laps around the airport. The man was about Jack's height, and was a bit overweight. His dark brown hair was long and shaggy. He wore jeans and a shirt in which the entire chest of the shirt was soaked in sweat.

The man walked down the aisle's, looking for his seat. As he came closer to Big Boss' seat, Jack looked back down into his magazine and hoped silently that this man wouldn't end up next to him. He'd much rather be alone and this guy, who seemed to be quite obnoxious, wouldn't help any- and then the guy plopped down next to Jack. Jack groaned inwardly, but kept his nose buried in the magazine as if he didn't notice the guy.

"Hey, there." The man greeted, turning to Jack. Jack looked up momentarily, and forced the nicest grin he could manage and nodded a greeting, and then looked back to the magazine. "My name's Charles, you can call me Charlie though." The man said, putting his hand out for a handshake after wiping his sweaty palms on his pants.

Jack looked back up at the man and forced a grin. "Jack." Big Boss then returned to reading the magazine, as if he did not see the man's hand.

"Nice to meet you, Jack." Charlie went on, and moved his hand closer to Jack. Jack, once again, grumbled inwardly but shook the man's hand. "Headed to Hanoi, huh? Why are you going? I'm actually going so I can manage my dad's inn."

Jack's interest perked and he looked up at the man. He wasn't Vietnamese that was for sure. "How much are you asking for a room? I'm planning on staying for awhile…"

Charlie thought for a moment. "Not sure, really, maybe just a few bucks."

Jack cocked his eyebrow. "A few bucks?"

The straggly-haired man nodded. "Hanoi isn't like the U.S, buddy. The people there aren't that wealthy." Big Boss nodded understandingly. "How about I give you a week free?" The man asked.

Charlie's thoughtfulness took the FOX operative by surprise. "Yeah, sure." Jack nodded with a real grin this time. "Thanks."

The man grinned back. "No problem. Just on one condition, though." The man paused and Jack waited. "Let me have your peanuts." Both men shared a laugh. But there was no way Jack was going to pass that opportunity up, a bag of peanuts was definitely worth seven free nights.

A bird whistling woke the soldier. But he sat there a moment longer, absorbing a few final moments of rest. Rest felt good, especially after venturing through the woods all night. The soldier frowned inwardly. He couldn't just sit there though. He had a mission to complete, and his missions came first before anything. Grudgingly, he slowly opened his eyes. As the soldier opened his eyes slowly, it revealed a figure in front of him. A woman wearing black panties and a black bra was bending over in front of him, pulling a jumpsuit up over her shapely body.

The man made a noise, a slight grunt as he watched her. She turned around and faced him. The jumpsuit was hanging just off her waist now. She was absolutely gorgeous. Her eyes were blue, and her hair was blonde and shoulder-length and framed her face. Her lips were soft, and glossy pink. But he couldn't let 'lust' get in the way of his mission. His mission was primary. Everything else was obsolete.

His eyes tore away from her body as he heard footsteps outside.

"What?" She asked. The camouflaged man stood up slowly.

"We have company…" He said simply, pulling a forty-five automatic handgun from its holster.

Flash

Her lips upon his were something he had secretly been yearning for, for a long time. Their lips were locked for at least ten seconds as they sat there in front of a fire in the small cave behind the waterfall. For a moment, time had frozen as they kissed, and the man took in each moment of it. But his mission…he couldn't fall for her. He couldn't give in. Not now. And so he ended the lock and looked away from the attractive woman.

Flash

Her looked at her for a moment. She looked back at him. They stared into each other's eyes for what seemed eternity. She was just so…beautiful. She was stunningly gorgeous, angelic. He couldn't fall for her…he had to-Ah hell with that! He wasn't on any missions! And the man started kissing her, and pinned her to the ground, knocking over a few goblets of wine as he kissed her madly.

She rolled over so that she was on top of him, and their fingers intertwined. Slowly she lowered her lips to his own as his hands were raised above his head and the two enjoyed another few moments of kissing. He loved her. She was someone he wanted to spend his life with. And God willing, he would. They rolled around again so that he was now on top of her. They continued kissing, while they did so she worked on taking his shirt off. Meanwhile his hands played with her jumpsuit, he unzipped it all the way and she slid out of it and the two continued they're kissing while fumbling at each other's clothes.

He looked down at her as he worked on taking her bra off, and as the material slipped off, she directed his eyesight to her face and shook an index finger at him while smiling. The two started to kiss again, and she rolled on top of him and his hands glided down the small of her back and lower. They then glided back up her body and around to her stomach and further up until they reached her shoulders and they intertwined fingers again…

"Attention, passengers, we will be landing in ten minutes. Please fasten your seatbelts, and prepare for landing."

Jack's eyes opened slowly and he looked around. It was dark; his dream was still vivid…he actually expected to wake yp next to her. Sighing, Jack fastened his seatbelt and looked over at Charlie, whom was just finishing reading a Sports Illustrated Magazine. The man rolled the magazine up and rolled the magazine up and placed it under his arm and fastened his seatbelt.

"I'll take you right to the motel so you can rest up, friend." Charlie said cheerily. Jack nodded with a grin and thanked the friendly man again. The only thing left to do no was wait…wait for the plane to land. And hopefully, he would find her soon…

A/N: Alright, introduction and chapter 1 is in the bag! I only have two things to say:

1. Do you think I should make future chapters longer?

2. Remember to review!

Peace!