A/N: So...Why did it take so long to write this up? Well, first I got really ill and spent a good few weeks in and out of hospitals with barely enough sleep to keep me thinking, then I had to do some work on acquiring school transfer papers which is a LOT harder than it sounds. Finally, I got the game called Lucky Dog 1 that has eating up ALL my time. It's actually pretty neat, seeing as how I can barely understand any written Japanese, and it's also illustrated by the same person who drew Enzai and Absolute Obedience. Pretty neat, huh? Also, WTF Fanfiction? You totally ruined my formating. I hate you.

Pairings-Mainly Kia/Louise, but also Werner/Louise, and Kia/Dirk

Warnings-Mild sexual content, foul language, yaoi/slash, etc...Lemons won't be posted here due to TOS, but will be linked in my profile when I write them. (Meaning I have to get an AFF or LJ account...) Also? I have no beta. Point out mistakes and I will most likely fix them!

Disclaimer-I'd like to have ownership rights to Absolute Obedience, but I don't. Though, that may be a good thing. The game would never end...

Chapter Two

Nonsensical Endeavors

Kia knew that he wasn't stupid, despite Louise's frequent reassurances to the contrary. There was no doubt in his mind that Louise's "platonic relationship" with Werner was anything but platonic. Hell, Kia himself was guilty of warming one too many beds. It wasn't surprising that either one of them was anything more then haphazardly committed at best.

But, damn it, Louise could at least pretend. The way the blond practically gushed around the mafioso reminded Kia of an over eager school-girl facing her first real crush. It was borderline sickening and really made Kia just want to punch the both of them in their (fairly) attractive faces.

...Except maybe not Louise. The aristocrat was pretty temperamental about that kind of thing and besides, there were much better ways of dishing out punishment on the man that left both of them satisfied, if not incredibly sore and tired the next day. Minor details in the end, really.

Kia felt warm arms wrap around his waist, the bed sheets dipping low on his hips. A chin lay itself against his shoulder while sleepy gray eyes peered at him through dusty lashes. "You're awake early." Dirk mumbled against Kia's ear, voice heavy from sleep. "It's three in the morning."

Kia gave the near-by clock a cursory glance. Indeed, it was. "I was just thinking." Kia murmured back, enjoying the gentle warmth of the other's skin. Louise lied to keep the mansion freezing during the summer, so a little heat went a long way. "Go back to sleep."

Dirk gave a quiet sigh, not moving from his place at Kia's neck. "Louise, right?" Dirk asked, rather pointlessly. If anything ever troubled the young soldier, it was always the gorgeous blonde. There was a part of Dirk that was glad he was perfectly fine with being Kia's on and off paramour, otherwise he'd go mad with the man's almost obnoxious obsession with his partner.

Kia seemed to hesitate before nodding. "He hasn't come home yet." He reluctantly answered, biting the inside of his cheek. It wasn't that he was worried about Louise's safety. He was more worried that Louise was currently with that mafia punk and the most likely kinky stuff they were up to. Hell, Louise was always a little weird when it came to sex, so it wouldn't be surprising if the both of them were engaged in some abstract and awkward form of sex that would freak that would be most likely cringe worthy. Kia always chalked it up to the blond being rich. They always seemed to have the weirdest ideas when it came to enjoying themselves.

"Kia, he's fine. You said he was with that Werner guy, right? He'll probably be back tomorrow." Dirk reassured, knowing full fell that wasn't why Kia was distraught. It was easier to pretend he didn't really know, however. The idea of arguing with Kia over the inanity of his stress wasn't exactly appealing. He didn't even feel like touching on how hypocritical it was for him to be so upset about the aristocrat's infidelity when he was doing much the same. When Kia remained quiet, Dirk gave another sigh, suddenly feeling much more tired then before. Settling back down on the sheets, Dirk gave Kia one more glance. "Get some sleep Kia. Alright?" Seeing Kia gave a firm nod, he let his eyes close. Sometimes, Kia could be a real piece of work.

Louise let his arms drape against the cool marble railing of Werner' bedroom balcony, gazing at the well kept garden beneath him, the flowers surprisingly bright in the dark of the night. Cicadas buzzed in nearby trees, as was usual in the middle of summer. He let his eyes close as a lazy breeze gently swam through the air, rustling the grass below. It was nights like these that he didn't mind not being able to sleep.

There was a gentle click behind him, Werner leaning against the railing next to him. "Hey." Werner said, his voice as serene as the scenery around the both of them. "Couldn't sleep?"

Louise nodded, bending over further so that his chin rested against his arms. "I didn't mean to disturb you." He said back, his voice a little horse from Werner's previously rough...handling earlier that night...and during the afternoon. Really, the man was insatiable just like Kia, making Louise wonder if he had some real masochistic tendencies. He cleared his throat, almost cringing at how loud it seemed to grate against the calm ambiance of the nighttime.

Werner smiled, eyes still a little half lidded from just waking up. "Not at all." He reassured. "I was just wondering where you'd ran off to." There was a easygoing quality to his voice that made Louise feel drowsy, fitting right with the balmy night air. As a silence fell between them, more comfortable than anything else, Louise felt himself give a quiet yawn, eyes suddenly feeling droopy. "Tired?"

Louise nodded. "Just a bit." Another breeze fluttered by, blowing a few errant strands of blond hair into Louise's eyes. Werner gave a silent hum in response and then the comfortable silence settled around them again. "I have a family dinner to attend tonight." He said suddenly, hoping to explain what was keeping him awake. Werner nodded in understanding.

"And you don't want to go." Werner said, knowing full well how annoying family functions could be, especially amongst the rich. It was less of a fun get together and more of a formal test of endurance against the people you considered most asinine and everyone sat at obnoxiously long tables and barely made conversation that wasn't forced. It was no wonder the agent didn't want to go. At hearing Louise's annoyed sigh of agreement, he did a quick mental rundown of his schedule for the day. There were a few things he had on his to-do list, but nothing that couldn't be pushed back. Besides, Louise had a reputation for being quite elusive with his "work" and other side jobs the agent had from day to day. "Well," He started, placing a hand on Louise's cheek and turning the man's head so they'd be face to face. "Don't go then. I have a free day tomorrow, so I wouldn't mind spending it with you."

Louise almost snorted. " I know that the both of us never get 'free days'. Pushing back all your appointments isn't exactly good businessman behavior, you know. You shouldn't be so careless." He chided, a small smile tugging at his lips. It was an endearing thought, although a bit childish.

Werner frowned, face uncharacteristically serious. "You matter more to me then my work, Louise." He stated, voice firm as his grip on Louise's chin tightened a margin, some sort of display of possessiveness that Louise was startled to see in the notorious playboy. At the spooked deer expression that landed itself on Louise's face, his eyes softened as he placed a small peck against the blond's nose before rubbing a thumb against the pale skin of his cheek. "You know I'd never pass up a chance to be with you." He smiled, letting his thumb trail down to Louise's bottom lip. He leaned in, eyes warm until Louise gently turned his head to the side, Werner's kiss connecting with the agent's cheek.

"Werner." Louise warned, albeit a bit less forceful then he would've preferred. His heart beat a little too fast for his liking, his palms getting slightly clammy. Though Werner looked a little disappointed, he shook it off quickly. It wasn't exactly a surprise, after all, seeing as how Louise had fairly strict, if not neurotic, rules when it came to their time together.

Their relationship was to be purely "platonic", as Louise put it. Werner was pretty sure most "platonic" relationships didn't include wild sex that lasted until the wee hours of the morning, but he was hardly complaining. Louise did hold most of the cards after all. Not that that was anything particularly new. Louise always did seem to have an almost inherent upper-hand. He released Louise's face. "Kia, right?"

Louise gave a curt nod. "Right." And the silence fell around them again, though entirely different. An uneasy sort of aura seemed to pervade to balcony that made Louise squirm, suddenly uncomfortable. "However," He said, watching Werner out of the corner of his eye. "I wouldn't exactly mind a free day myself, after all. Does your offer still stand?" He asked, wondering if Werner would change his mind after a spurned advance.

To his surprise, he didn't. Werner let out a quiet chuckle. Louise was always so painfully formal when it came to anything outside of his realm of "work" that it was almost laughable. "Of course it does." He then turned to the door, locking his fingers around the aristocrat's wrist and gently tugged him back inside. "However, you might want to catch some rest first, don't you think?"

Louise smiled again, barely. "Probably." He agreed, letting himself be led back into the soft glow of Werner's bedroom, the soft sheets suddenly looking more inviting then he remembered. It was moments like these that could almost make Louise forget that this wasn't where he was supposed to be.

He would think about the mistrust he'd see in Kia's eyes when he got home later.

A/N: MY EYES BURN. I started typing this at seven and finished around four. (I was multitasking...I'm not THAT slow.) Anyways! Thanks for my two reviews! I was pretty enthused and I think I got back to the both of you.

On a side note, I think I have some inconsistencies when it comes to the blond/blonde thing when referring to Louise. I think I recall that blonde is used for females and blond is used for males, but I wrote this chapter with about two hours of sleep and a pretty high fever. And no beta...And a hundred other excuses that no one cares about. ANYWAY. This chapter was entirely too stupid and needs to be shot and killed. Because I hate it. It reads like a really bad romance novel, which is totally not what I wanted. Sorry if I failed to deliver...