hello boys! im baaaack! bonus points for who gets the refference. and as promsied, im back. life is a bit better, and a bit worse. getting my creative spark back a bit. might start a familer of zero fan fic. need to go back and marathon full metal panic. thank you all for sticking with me for so long, i feel guilty for leaving you hanging for so long. life is still shit, but i mean to finish this story if its the last thing i do (and it might very well be, lol).

Kaname made it to the womens bathroom without tripping and walked in a mostly straight line. After emptying her bladder she stood in front of the mirror looking into her eyes. Some where along the way she had lost that innocent look, the face that looked back at her was harder, her eyes a bit colder. More like Sosuke's. She thought to her self. She blushed as she remembered her confession.

"Idiot!" she said as she bashed her head against the sink. What a wonderful love confession. A drunk idiot who then proceeded to cry all over him. It was like a bad movie or something. She knew sosuke loved her, he gave up everything for her, his life, his job for her. was this the best she could do?

Getting a hold of herself, she checked her makeup, then headed back out to find Sosuke. Threading her way through the dance floor, avoiding the occasional ass grabs by dancers too drunk to care, she found him sitting back at the bar with his back to her. Smiling as she walked up behind him, she wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Supprise." she said softly in his hear. Judgeing from his lack of response with a glock, she knew it wasnt really a suppirse.

"how do you do that?" she said, sliding in to the stool next to his.

"Do what?" he asked her.

"Know its me sneaking up behind you?"

He sat still, pondering the question. "Your feet move slightly out of sync. Also you shoes make a distinctive sound, they are new still and not broken in." he paused, "I can also smell you hair." he bit his lip before preceeding. "and you deoderant wore out a while back. After some years together running and getting shot at, you body smell is very distinctive." he said.

"Great! Wow! You know its me because I stink. You such a romantic!" she said angrily as she flagged down the bartender for another drink.

"Its not a bad thing. Its actually comforting. Makes me feel safe." he said to her as she pointedly ignored him for a while before cracking the barest hint of a smile.

"Comming from anyone else, that would still be an insult, Sosuke." she paused, "but thanks." she said as she leaned in for a kiss.

"What the actual fuck?!" came the angry voice from the floor a few stools down.

"Oops, i forgot about him." Kaname said, a little to giddy as Greg managed to climb back to his feet. Kaname stood up and went and hid behind Sosuke, her nose on his shoulder.

"That is no way to talk to a lady." Sosuke said, standing up.

"Thats no lady. she tasered me! And for no reasons!" Greg yelled.

"Well YOU should learn to mind your own business!" Kaname yelled back from behind Sosuke.

"You can't just go around assulting guys just 'cus they offer you a drink."

"You didn't offer me a drink, you were butting in a private moment between me and my boyfriend. do you have any idea how rare those are? most of the time with me and him its bombs and bullets." Kaname said, her hands waving in the air as her voice took on more volume, "but nooooo. you had to come along just as i was getting mister stuffy pants here to loosen up."

"I just thought he was being a jerk and tried to save you." Greg shot back.

"Thats your problem right there, YOU ARE TO STUPID TO BE THINKING!" Kaname screamed at him as the music stopped and people looked at them.

"Whats going on here?" came another voice from behind Kaname and Sosuke.

"Officer Wakana, i was assulted by these people." Greg said with a smug smile and Sosuke and Kaname both turned around slowly to face Yoko Wakana, the same officer who had nearly run them over after riding double on a bike. "I called the cops while you two were on the dance floor."

"YOU! Hands up in the air!" she yelled, a P90 in each hand. Sosuke, not wanting to risk civilians, slowly put his hand up in the air with Kaname following suite.

* * * * *

"What do you mean he has a permit?! how the hell can you have a permit for a civilian to carry this much firepower?" Wakana yelled at her chief from across the desk.

"Officer Wakana, i appreciate your concern, but after the A21 incident the Japanese goverment felt it was better to~"

"better? better! have you seen this list of what was on him? 2 pounds of C4, with several kinds of detenators, 4 frag gernades, 7 stun gernades, a beretta 92fs with 80 rounds of ammunition, FN57 with another 50 rounds for it, three different kind of stun guns, 16 micro canisters of tear gas, four illegal knives, 2 brass knuckles and finally, some kind of micro sized EMP device. it fried all the down stairs computers when some one accidently set it off. how is any of this okay? i don't know where he stores it all." Wakana trailed off to a mutter.

"Never the less, the Japanese goverment has issued a permit for, and i quote 'any and all manner of equipment and or firearms' for one Sosuke Sagara." the chief said from behind his desk.

"Fine, fine, i'll go and let them out of lock up." she said and started to turn to leave.

"Its already been done."

"But it was MY case!" Wakana said in protest.

"Yes, but given you unwholesome obsession with this young man, i felt it better to simply let them go."

Yoko Wakana's scream was heard down stairs.