Chapter nine: Limb to Limb

find me here and speak to me, I need to feel you, I need to hear you… you are the light, that`s leading me, to the place where I find peace… again.

Hurt. That`s what Snake was feeling, anger too. Anger at himself for losing his reverence in front of Ocelot. He was angry for hurting himself, angry for hurting Ocelot. He unclenched his tightened fist and looked down at his hand, feeling a stabbing pain in his chest. He was forced to look away when his throat begin to tighten. Taking slow shaking steps, Snake walked towards the wall and leaned against it. Feeling a numbing sensation take over him as he sensed his legs giving way, he lowered himself into a sitting position. He placed his hand in the pocket and clutched the metallic bullet, running his finger tips against its smooth surface as the sky, visible from the window behind him, darkened.

He let out an angry growl as the vase smashed against the wall he had thrown it at. It broke into a million tiny fractions and scattered across the carpeted floor. Ocelot narrowed his eyes in an attempt to locate all the pieces but he could only see the larger ones. He growled again before turning away from the wall and walking out the door of the room. He was livid, seething with anger and it was all directed at himself. It was all damn ironic, so skeptic that he could hardly believe it. Snake couldn`t possibly have kissed him. Although it was merely a small peck but it had something there, something far more eccentric than he had ever felt. Something deep. He closed his eyes and fastened his pace through the now darkened corridors, he couldn`t take it any longer. He couldn`t, wouldn`t, impair the one in question any longer. He couldn`t impair himself any longer.

He glanced down at his wrist watch as he stepped into the corridor leading to the cells and cursed inwardly, six damn hours. He had made him suffer for six damn long hours. He paused beside the door and leaned against the wall to hear the conversation of the guards inside. It was time for the exchange of duties. Knowing full well that two of them, who would have completed their duty, would be coming out, he took a step away from the door and slipped into the shadows beside the wall. A moment later the door opened and all four of the guards walked out, laughing loudly at something. They didn`t notice the Ocelot commander standing on the other side of the wall as they strolled away slowly, expecting everybody to be already asleep, probably to get a drink or two. There was no way the prisoner might attempt an escape, with all the doors locked, he would be under the impression that they were just outside, guarding. That`s what was the advantage of those glass doors was.

Ocelot pursed his lips as he extended his hand to open the glass door, feeling his chest getting constricted. He knew that whatever he had to do was to be done quickly, no one had seen him coming here and it was more than enough for him to carry out the plan. As he stepped in, he felt the air get colder and there was a sudden urge to walk right out but he knew he had to do it, for the sake of the one sitting against the dark, damp wall. He hadn`t noticed when Ocelot had walked in; he had his head bowed as he took a great deal of drowning in his world of dejection.

Way to go John. Snake thought bitterly, the only visitor other than Eva was Ocelot and he had 'successfully' turned him away too. Every passing moment brought with it another pound of the weight he was already feeling on his chest. This should never have happened, what the hell was he thinking? It was Ocelot, for heaven`s sake.

"Ocelot." Snake murmured slowly, looking at the hand with which he had touched the lean face, he could still feel the tingly sensations on the palm.

"yes?" Snake`s head shot up at the cold indifferent voice just a few feet away. He had to blink twice before accepting the fact that the pale soldier was indeed standing in front of him. Snake looked into those unadorned eyes, glinting in the moonlight, for a few moments, not sure of what to make out of his sudden appearance.

When it seemed to Ocelot that other was not going to stand up any time soon, he sighed slowly and offered his hand to him, much like he had done many times before. Snake looked at it doubtfully, not moving an inch, and then back up in those orbs, his heart welling up with relief. When Ocelot raised an eyebrow, still holding out his hand, Snake grabbed it firmly, letting the other pull him to his feet. For a moment they just stood there, an inch away, before both took a step back and released each other`s hands.

Snake looked away from the captivating eyes and ran a hand through his hair uncomfortably, "look, I`m-"

"follow me." Snake was cut off in the middle of his sentence by the still cold voice as Ocelot turned around.

He stood there and watched as Ocelot walked out of the bars, expecting him to follow. Ocelot peeked out of the glass door, then turned back around and glared at him for not having moved a centimeter. Snake`s eyes narrowed back as he realized what the other was up to, "no way."

Ocelot huffed and turned back, "come on, Snake. We don`t have all night."

Snake didn`t move an inch, just glared into the pair of orbs visible in the dark, "do you want to be killed by Volgin?"

"no one will know."

"Volgin knows you are in charge, this all could be his plot to check you."

Ocelot grunted and ran a hand through his blond hair, taking a few steps away from the door, walking towards Snake. "i`ll handle everything."

"I won`t allow it." Snake said through clenched teeth, he knew the way Ocelot handled things with Volgin.

"don`t be an ass, Snake." Ocelot said irritably, he was a few steps away from him now.

Snake looked down at his hands, his voice suddenly choked, "I'm sorry." He said the words he had been working on so long that it felt almost like a week back.

Ocelot gritted his teeth and his eyebrows furrowed as he tried to get a clearer view of the face he had been longing to see. "are you really?"

Snake looked up, dumbfounded, as he tried to make out the meaning behind those words. Ocelot let out a frustrated breath and took another few steps closer to look him in the eyes, which was really difficult due to the dark. "are you?" his eyes were narrowed and his voice barely above a whisper. He felt something smarting at the pit of his stomach as he waited for the answer.

"what do you-"

"fuck it!" Ocelot hissed before grabbing the collar of the other`s shirt fiercely and pulling him towards himself. This time he was in charge.

It was more avid then the last and all Snake could do was just bend there wide-eyed as the other pressed his lips against his. Ocelot didn`t close his eyes either he wanted to witness the look on the other`s face and was greatly satisfied with it. He didn`t know why he was doing it but it had something to do with wiping off that mopping expression from Snake`s face, he couldn`t bear it. At least now they were even.

As Ocelot pulled back he could see the light coming back to the other`s eyes. He took a deep breath, feeling hard to calm down his breathing rate. After a moment of staring at each other doubtfully, Snake cleared his throat loudly and looked pointedly at his hands which were still clasped at his collar. Ocelot quickly released his hold, feeling his face getting warm, and the other straightened up thankfully.

Snake wiped his mouth at the back of his hand, while the other did the same. Taking a slow step back, Ocelot traced the back of his thumb across his lips and said, looking at the ground, "it- it meant nothing."

A faint hint of a smirk was in place as his heart raced, "of course." Snake said and walked back to stand against the wall. He was feeling extremely uplifted as though a hundred pound rock had been taken off of his chest.

"now…" Ocelot looked up at him again, "would you follow me?"

"no." Snake said simply.

"wh-" Ocelot stopped abruptly, his head suddenly turned to the door. After a moment he glared back at the other for a second and threw a small hunting knife at him. Before Snake could make an attempt to catch it, he took out a silencer equipped revolver, made an aim at his leg and pulled the trigger.

You tell me that you need me then you go and cut me down…

AN: Plum! look at the chapter`s name! haha... it doesn`t even make sense. Sorry, it had to be small with not much in it to appreciate but I promise that i`ll try to update soon. lol.

Oh and I`ve started another Snocelot. A million dead ends? *scratches head*

Its a little different than the ones i usually write so I`d like to know what you guys think. thanks for reading. I`d love a review! ^_^