A Kiss With A Fist

:Enter Lockon:

Millions of miles above the devious façade of a dormant Earth, Celestial Beings orbit as they plan out their next mission. With all the Gundam Meisters aboard, anticipating their next orders, pilot Allelujah Haptism sits silently in Lockon's personal quarters watching his fellow comrade sleep.

How does he do it? Allelujah muses enviously. Millions above a world wrecked in torment and having just killed over a hundred an hour ago, he still manages to sleep peacefully. Allelujah's eyes began to marvel over his fellow pilot; lapping in the silent rises and falls of Lockon's lean chest, the graceful arc of his taunt arms as it rests over his head. His long fingers, which have pulled the very trigger of thousands of deaths, now are weaved within the tendrils of his auburn hair. Allelujah snuffed out a creeping smile after thinking of pulling those silken locks and licking Lockon's neck as he is tensely arched in pain and pleasure while Allelujah rides him in the same rhythm as his sleeping breaths. Up and down, up and down—fuck! Allelujah fidgeted in his seat. I gotta stop these daydreams! They're getting worse.

At first it was nothing. Just happened randomly at night. And than, I began taking pleasure in them, soon retreating for naps for the very purpose of dreaming of him in such positions! What if he finds out? What if he walks in on me—do I talk in my sleep! Oh God! What if I do? If anyone knows it would be Tieria. His rooms are next to mine. Wait! What if he's heard me already!

"Allelujah, are you alright?"

"What?" Allelujah turned to find his once sleeping beauty awakened and staring at him with half lidded eyes. "Oh! Yah! No problem. Just thinking."

"Mmmm." Lockon stretched. "Thinking. Sounds tiring." Allelujah could only stare as Lockon slowly stretched outwards while reclining on his couch. The sniper never looked more enticing than as he struggled to shrug off the lasting effects of sleep.

"ATTENTION-WILL ALL MIESTERS GATHER IN THE CONTROL ROOM"

"Oh-well you heard her, Allelujah!" Lockon sat up, rubbing the back of his head. "Nap time's over." He moaned as he got up.

"Yah." Allelujah chuckled. He sat up and watched as Lockon led the way out. "Unfortunately." He grumbled under his breath in disdain of ruining his time with Lockon.

"We've located another target." Miss Sumeragi began as he folded her arms in a commanding stance that he favored to take in front of her Gundam Meisters. "Veda has found us another pocket of potential terrorists."

"Potential?" Tieria repeated with doubt. Everyone rolled their eyes at their own Debby Downer of the group.

"Yess." Sumeragi confirmed. "Is there a problem?"

"Only that you're wasting our time on possibilities when you should be focusing on Veda's pure hard facts that provides evidence of warfare." Tieria leaned back against the wall and folded his arms.

Sumeragi wasn't in the mood to be challenged nor was she expecting it. She sighed to give her time to collect the right words that best conveyed her reasoning and authority but none were on her tongue. She looked like a knob standing there.

"Tieria, if you please." All turned their attention to their senior Meister. "Understand that all of Veda's calculations are based on possibilities just as this operation is a possibility of ending warfare. If I learned one thing, nothing's for certain. Nothing's absolute." Tieria hunched his shoulders even more; defeated on a loss for words to continue his argument. "So will you just roll with the punches like the rest of us."

Everyone grinned to seal Lockon's victory, Sumeragi winked at Lockon—grateful for his support—while Allelujah smiled a bit more than the rest.

"As I was saying," Sumeragi resumed. "We suspect that these same pocket of mercanaries are the same that are tied with the Moralian incident. They are based in the jungles of South America and have been known to work with the AEU. There has been evidence that such large organizations such as the AEU and the Union have hired them in the past before for military support. Their records trace back to the beginning of the Solar Wars 20 years ago."

"We're to go to South America than." Setsuna replied. Sumeragi noticed how his stare had darkened when she mentioned Moralia. He still had not explained his rash actions during their intervention mission and she wondered if he still had some lingering feelings of resentment towards this particular group.

"No. I'm only sending out two of you since like how Tieria has pointed out, its only a possibility." She snided sarcastically towards the Gundam rolling his eyes. "I'm sending both you and Lockon. Go to South America, destroy their headquarters, destroy any military weapons they possess and disban them." Sumeragi looked at all four of her boys. "Agreed?"

"Agreed" They all replied and departed. Lockon and Setsuna were on their way to the docking room yet Allelujah trotted after them.

"South America, huh." He tried to pipe up a short conversation.

"Yep." Setsuna curtly replied.

"Guess you guys will have a good time. Seems nothing too overwhelming."

"You're foolish if you're to take any mission as something as 'a good time'." Setsuna looked over his shoulder.

"Aww, Setsuna." Lockon jabbed him in the shoulder. "Stop teasing! Don't worry Allelujah, we'll be back before supper. Make sure to grab me a second helping!" He waved behind him casually. "I heard Feldt is making her special recipe of potpie."

"Haha." Allelujah chuckled as he stopped to watch the two disappear behind the portal. "Will do!" Were his last words to Lockon. His smile faded instantly. "Why does he always get partnered with fucking Setsuna while I always get stuck with the ship's—''

"eh-hemm!" Allelujah stopped short when he recognized who cleared his voice behind him. "Do you really want to finish that sentence?"

"Oh!" Allelujah turned around. "Tieria! My favorite partner in crime—''

"Shut-up Allelujah" Tieria retorted as he moved from the wall. "Stop pissing around and just fuck him already." Tieria said as he began sauntering down the hall.

"What! Wait!" Allelujah would never in his life even think of Tieria having such a mouth much less produce such a crude sentence. The meaning of the sentence later gave him another panic attack. Allelujah gasped! "You know!"

"I can hear you through the walls as night."

Allelujah's heart stopped. His eyes widened. His breath cut short at the sudden realization that he was about to have a heart attack. FUCK!

COMMENT PLEASE!

So this chapter and the next are two little introductions. Consider this a comedic opening until things gets a little more hot and heavy as it goes on. Keeping this story a short one though. PLEASE LEAVE YOUR COMMENTS!