Disclaimer: I do not own any Metal Gear related content or characters, however, Haruna Satogure and Ai belongs to me.

For hours, days, weeks, Haruna had refused to look him into his eyes. Whenever they were being forced into each others company, all she had left for him was a dry, superficial sparkle in her eyes, and it made David's neck hairs raise, and he felt electrified with remorse and stupidity. He could try talking to her; but after a few words, she would either have left the room, stomping her feet melodramatical on her way out, or she would repsond to him with a quick "no" or "maybe". It felt impossible for him to get a plain, everyday conversation out of her, and whenever he tried, it could get pretty bothering hearing Otacon coming up from behind, snickering. Hell, she hardly ate anything he cooked. Only the rice dumplings and the sashimi Otacon buyed her in a special shop inside town would do. Hey. Weren't there something about that she had to make her own living?

Exhausted from thinking over her (not to mention the problems that she caused), his restless body sunk into the couch, and he closed his eyes. Otacon wasn't there for the time being, he knew, so he wouldn't be disturbed from his nap that he was planning on having. He hadn't slept more than two, half-peaceful hours last night, since Haruna was practising her god damned kendo, and seemingly only needed half as much sleep as normal people. Thinking over it again, she wasn't even human. More likely, a wild beast. Yeah. A beastess.

The silence was nice. A bit too silent, but very relaxing, and his tense mucles enjoyed it like the rest of his mind. He was indeed worrying too much. Not about Haruna, suddenly he realized that there was nowhere left in his head where he could find a place for her to fit in now. He was just overwhelmed with surprise. Wasn't he the one whom had been called a loner his entire life? It seemed to him, that if he had been living with two other human beings about a year ago, he would've ran away. Hell, he enjoyed Hal being around. Of course it was not every day that he saw him; but he could be absolutely sure that he was there. Sometimes, he could walk around, and most of all lok like someone who was tired of shitting, and think he was all alone in that dingy, little apartment. Then, at somewhere 'round 9.00 AM, Hal would turn up and see David at the table, toasting waffles. "What are you doing up this late in the evening?" He would ask, and David would once more worry if that laptop screen didn't turn his best friend's definition of day- and night time upside down. Most of all Hal reminded Dave of a friendly vampire, and he didn't like it, not one bit.

He was barely awake now. The sun seemed to have sneaked it's way to the livingroom's one and only window, and was now warming his tired frame. He was thankful, as this relieved him of any worrying thought. He must've had a goofy smile on, cause this instant, Haruna had entered the sun-heated room, not looking at the man on the couch. But the moment she saw him, she snickered, and had to hold her breath to stop her laugh from exploding. Cute was not the word here. No, unexcpected weakness. That must be it. Not many seconds passed before she was musingly gazing at this...exposed weakness. He snored heavily, and turned to his side, one arm underneath a small pillow. Haruna smiled secrectly. She was having mental images, taunting him. But was he really asleep? Haruna forced herself a bit closer. And closer. Poking him in his arm, he made no response, and she was satisfied; fast asleep.

She was actually kind of stupid right now. Maybe on purpose, David thought. Over 20 years of military training and several successful missions carried out PLUS his intensive CQB, taekwondo, and Shaolin training, she was most certainly playing with fire. He had taught himself in the past; never to be fully asleep, always keeping his inner eyes open to danger. And so he did, discovering this danger to be a female ninja, poking him in his arm. It would be no challenge for him, right here and now, to grab her and get a chokehold at her, but that would be no real challenge for a legend like him. And more importantly, she was not what Snake would call unintelligent. Hell, how could he forget that fight they had outside the block? Even though he "won" the battle, she pulled him down into a adrenaline rush, so powerful that he felt it like smoking crack. Not many opponents did that to him anymore, it was all guns, aiming and shooting. There were no real need for martial arts in today's warfare, only when everything else failed, or such thing as bullets couldn't kill. And in most cases, bullets DID kill.

"Wait", her thoughts alarmed her, instantly. She pulled her hand back "Wasn't that a blink?" For a nanosecond, it seemed as his green eyes revealed themselves to her. Yes, most definentely a blink. But at the moment her brain got this info, and used it, a pair of strong, ruthless hands had grabbed her and held her tight, and she was caught.

She sputtered several japanese cuss words at her attacker, while he let his hands slide lower down her waist to get a better hold of her. He lost balance, however, Haruna managed to land on top of him the instant they were lying on the floor, Haruna struggling to be freed. But he had no intention of letting her go, and his grip around her waist became harder, and more imprisonating. She gasped for air, while he tried to bring her arm upon her back, her head facing the floor. And he succeded, much to both's surprise.

"You...need more training...crazy bitch," David stuttered under his breath. That clash had end sooner than expected, since she didn't give him much resistance.

"Let me go, you...you bastard..."

Was that...crying he heard? Her!? Impossible. Haruna drew in a sharp breath, and sighed in a pathetic way, which he'd never thought he was going to hear from her. Yet, he found his vice-like grip easing itself, and actually giving her an excellent opportunity to counter-attack. Which she didn't. He knew that she wouldn't, and she didn't. It was a time like this, were seconds felt like minutes, the minutes like hours. And he still did not let go of her; and she knew the more she struggled, she would eventually break away from him, since he was only holding her slightly. But she didn't. He stayed with her. She stayed with him. And, oh no, no, now he's...Haruna couldn't think straight, as her thoughts were just throbbing in her mind, tripping over each other, ending up in some pish-posh nonsense that didn't make any sense to her at all.

He was no longer holding her, but her wrist glowed bright scarlet from his hard grip, and they both looked at it, him regretfully, but she did not care much anymore. They both sat up, her head leaned on his chest, sitting in his lap. It was hot. Humid. It was raining outside. They could both hear.

"I wonder when Otacon's gonna get back..." Snake finally muttered, scratching his neck a bit. He was hoping and praying, that the akwardness of this situation didn't seem as clear to Haruna, as it did to him.

"Me too," She replied, her voice suddenly much more hoarse than he remembered. "I-I...I can go make him some coffee, so that he can...you know, when he, when he get's home and...and..."

Enough. David muffled her voice by gently placing his hand over her mouth, and she luckily didn't protest too much. He then felt a sting in his chest; she was really being beautiful, all silent and without that angry look on her face, which he had a feeling was ment only for him. Now, oh, it was so silent, quiet, and very romantic.

Shoot. Did he just say romantic?

He had been right about hearing her cry; with his thumb he wiped off some tears that had almost dried out. And he felt how his rough skin made contact with her, velvet, rosy cheeks, and he felt a fuzzy, electric feeling shoot through his arm.

They were so different. And he felt...drawn towards her.

It scared the shit out of him.

"Haruna," He tried with a tail off voice, and when it died, he couldn't think of anything else, than this one solution. So he brought his lips upon hers, and took in the kiss, deeper. Passionently, she moaned into the kiss, and she took it deeper, deep as it could get. "Shit, this is just not real..none of this can be true! It's, it's not happening!" Snake thought, but he continued kissing her, like he was afraid of her pulling back. He could taste the heat.

Then something happened. Fast.

"Acchi! Kanojo acchi desu!"

Haruna released herself from the kiss, and gasped. In a splitsecond her eyes opened wide. Snake turned around.

Two men, ninjas, dressed in black from top to toe, pulled out their katanas with fierce looks in their eyes. Snake instinctivly reached for his gun, but nothing there.

"Damn!" He looked at Haruna, quickly, just a glance, and saw something which he'd never thought he was gonna see. It was obvious, that the kunoichi was scared to death. She quivered, and stuttered small japanese chants; "Hyaku nen me, Hyaku nen me desu..." (The end, this is the end...)

"Haruna! Get the hell out of here!" She looked away from him.

"No." Her now fragile body shaked even more, and the tears ran down her cheeks.

"What the hell do you mean "no"!?" The ninjas got closer, crepping with their incredible stealth skills showing. One of them neared Haruna, and she saw him, looked him right into his eyes. She got on her knees.

"No!" The mercenary lunged at the ninja approching her, his fist raised and ready to punch the guts out of him, but the ninja dodged, and somehow got to face David's backside. David knew that he was vulnerable like this, and quickly turned around, but it was a deadly move; the ninja had foreseen this, and his blade made a deep, painful cut. He screamed out in agony, the sound blurred with Haruna's following scream.

It was all red, when he brought his hand from his back, to look at it. Yet, he quickly got back on his feet, his face burning red with anger and pain.

"Haruna. Go. Now!!!" He added hurridly and louder, when he saw her not moving an inch, crying hopelessly. It was one hell of a bad time to lose the will to fight, but he had NO intentions of leaving her behind, nor letting a ninja decapitate her.

That was when the pain overcame him. He cursed it, still not letting Haruna go of his eyes. He panted, and gasped for air, dragging it down in his lungs, again..and again...until the darkness consumed him whole, and his brain got a blackout. His body went limp.

AN: Yup, that was it. Pretty boring, and not too much content. Sorry. I'll make the next chapter better, I promise.