I shouldn't be doing this because I already have too many stories but I can't help it. ;-;

Inspired by Gusari's absolutely phenomenal and beautiful artwork for a Haikyuu manga known as the First Battle Demployment, this story will be taking place in a Battle Deployment! AU, or in a sense, basically all our Haikyuu dorks as soldiers in a post-apocalyptic war-ridden world :') Hilariousness, sadness, and romance on varying ratings ahead!

Love ya all! Thanks for taking the time out to read this ;)

I do not own Haikyuu.

A Marshmellowtime Productions...

Natsume's Guide to Crows, Owls and Kings

Chapter One:

Don't worry, it's always like this

"The year 20XX... In a world of evil and chaos, a wild and desolate dystopia, that which was the former police force and currently transforming itself into a new organization... made a complete and splendid evolution into a group of private military corporations!

This is a simple girl's guide to life on the battlefield alongside those hired by the military company, 'tough boy' mercenaries and their stories and her tips on how to survive...

More or less."

Tip Number One: It's okay to come in last during training once or twice.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Sharp pants left her breath as her arms pumped at her sides rapidly, eyes darting around the crumbled buildings and rusted lampposts. Her eyes snapped to the blur of a shadow behind her and she increased her pace, ducking into a narrow alleyway and making a sharp turn into the broken window of an abandoned building.

Matted sooty black locks, bordering a grayer tone spread out hazardously over her shoulders, spilling from her ponytail as she shoved her badly cut side swept bangs to the side and checked the ammunition in her pistol. She clicked her tongue at the small number of ammo left and inhaled and exhaled, trying to calm her beating heart. You can do this. You can do this.

You're not dying today.

The rumble of an explosive going off a little further down the length of the street caused a grin to crack her lips, eyes glittering with newfound ambition as she double checked that her knife was strapped into her holster against her hip. Somewhere off to the side she heard a loud cry reaching the heavens in pain and she winced, checking the ticking numbers against her wrist. Gotta hurry.

Warily, double checking to make sure her boots were laced up, she ducked around the corner, rolling over and standing up as she raised her gun—

"Found ya, Natsu-chan~"

A sharp chill ran down her spine and she nearly let out her own blood curdling screech, whirling around with wide eyes as wicked hazel met her gaze, a smirk plastered over his lips as he took aim with his gun. "You're not getting away this time!"

Natsume's hand quickly slipped to her holster and milk chocolate brown eyes widened, face paling a fraction upon realization as she threw her knife without remorse toward him, well aware that with his trajectory he'd be unable to avoid the blade without dropping his own gun and his aim on her. Without a second thought she took off running, arms pumping as she turned one corner and lunged upwards, scaling up a wired fence and throwing herself over the side just as a shot rang out, ricocheting off the rusted metal and landing harmlessly against the concrete. Her eyes snapped to the side where a flash of white and black turned sharply and she cursed, eyes darting this way and that as she landed on the balls of her feet, quickly taking off at a quick run.

Not today. Not today. Her eyes narrowed, sweat dripping down the side of her face as she breathed heavily, catching the flash of metal and grabbing her pistol as she shot into the window before her, glass shattering upon impact as she lunged throughout without remorse, feeling a piece nick the side of her cheek and her arm. I'm going to be the one that does it!

She felt thundering footsteps land behind her and she whirled around, eyes widening as she barely ducked a gloved punch. Feline eyes snapped to her own with a darkening gaze, a wicked grin curling at his lips as he stepped forward, bringing his foot around for a sharp roundhouse as she dropped to the ground, pushing off with her hands and launching herself backwards. He threw a look of lazy amusement, eyes twinkling. "Don't tell me you're just going to run this time, kitten~"

"Sometimes the best battles are won," her hand slyly crept behind her, gripping onto the wooden chair she'd spotted when she'd first entered and grasping it tightly in her hand. He stalked forward, bringing his arm back to deliver another punch when his eyes widened and she grinned as she brought the wooden chair flying toward him. "Running away!"

"Shit! Hey, that's dirty!"

"All's fair in love and war!" She cackled, dashing further into the store as she used up another round to fire into the glass window display, launching herself through it with arms braced in front of her as she skidded to a halt, head snapping back and forth before she took off down another alleyway.

"You said it yourself, Natsu-chan!" Her eyes went wide and she ducked to the side as a well-trained fist swung out towards her, darkened maroon irises meeting calm coal and she grimaced, glancing behind her where the brunette was taking aim, a bright grin on his lips.

"Teaming up is unfair," she muttered under her breath, heart thudding wildly in her chest as the man before her readied himself, body coiling to strike while the man behind her hummed in amusement.

"Iwa-chan and I decided to split the reward!"

"Shut up, Trashy-kawa, we have only ten seconds left."

Ten is all I have to hold out for. She ducked another kick, lunging forward to avoid his swipe as she rolled along the floor and brought her arm up to block while she swung her foot forward, catching his leg until he used the momentum to swing himself around and bring his own foot forward. Natsume's eye's went wide and she lunged the side, glancing to the timer as she shot forward, attempting to reach for cover when—

Bam!

A stinging pain exploded against her shoulder and she toppled over, caught off center just as a ringing bell echoed throughout the deserted town. A foot came down firmly onto her back and she felt the breath rush out of her as she jerked, deflating as a gun cocked itself against her head.

"Dead." The man above her declared, and Natsume groaned, grumbling beneath her breath as off to the side a cheer went up and boots quickly approached her.

"Nice job, Iwa-chan!" One of the four captains of the Commanding team, Oikawa Tooru cheered, slipping an arm through Lt. Iwaizumi Hajime's, eyes glittering victoriously as he stuck his tongue out and flashed a victory pose. "We killed Natsu-chan!"

"Check the timer, idiot." Iwaizumi said flatly, shaking Oikawa off of him with a rough shudder and the brown haired soldier quickly let out a whine of hurt at the action, complaining about how rough Iwaizumi always was with him. "We have to see what time she died!"

"Yeah!" Natsume protested, eyes suddenly growing bright as she struggled beneath Iwaizumi, who quickly released his foot off her back and helped her up as she brushed the dust off her uniform and jerked up her sleeve to check her watch at the time of impact. "There's still a chance that—"

00:01

"Damn it!" Natsume cried, digging her hands into her hair as Oikawa cheered and Iwaizumi patted her back comfortingly. "Ah, I was so close!"

"Not fast enough to get away from me~" Oikawa sang, grasping her wrist with sly fingers as he pulled to towards him, pressing a rewarding kiss to the watch at her wrist. Natsume merely pouted and Oikawa hummed appreciatively, half-lidded eyes turning toward her coyly as he added, "That means Iwa-chan and I won this round, Natsu-chan~ We get a reward."

"Don't remind me," Natsume sighed, looking forlornly at the ground as Iwaizumi rubbed the top of her head, his fingers running through her ponytail out of habit in an attempt to straighten out any knots and she crossed her arms. "You guys get the prize for today's training."

Oikawa blinked, looking at her in disbelief as his mouth formed a curved smile. "No, no, Natsu-chan, I meant from you—ack."

Iwaizumi's foot had collided with the brunette's back, knocking him into a nearby building as Natsume rolled her shoulder. A calloused hand appeared in her view and Iwaizumi gingerly fingered the area the rubber bullet had shot. "You alright?"

"A real one would hurt a lot more than this," she grinned. "Baka-kawa is merciless during times like this."

"That's cruel, Natsu-chan!" Oikawa cried, tears forming in his eyes as he shot up from the pile of rubble he'd fallen into. "You were the one who threw a knife at me first—"

"Ah, man, so close." Kuroo Tetsurou, another of the four captains of the Commanding squad sighed, stepping onto Oikawa's back as his fellow captain let out an indignant squawk at the treatment. His eyes landed on a pouting Natsume and he made his way over, hands in his pockets as a wicked grin overtook his lips. "I almost had you there, didn't I?"

"You did," Natsume admitted with a sigh, noticing the shards of wood on his uniform she idly brushed them off. "That didn't hurt too much did it?"

"You're gonna have to throw harder than that if you want to do more damage," Kuroo purred and Iwaizumi blinked in mild surprise as he turned down to her.

"You threw a chair at him?"

"Well—"

"Did you see Bokuto-senpai? He threw himself off the building like whoosh!" Natsume's eyes strayed somewhat fondly to the two newest recruits the force as Hinata Shoyo came into sight, bouncing up and down while Kageyama Tobio quickly retaliated, sniper rifle slung over his shoulder.

"Well, Oikawa-senpai caught the rabbit in the end!" Natsume winced and Kuroo laughed, poking at her puffed out cheek while Iwaizumi like the mother he was assessed the two of them for any wounds.

"Not without help from Iwaizumi-senpai!"

"Ma, ma, I think everyone worked plenty hard," Lt. Sugawara mused, bringing his arms up to stretch languidly as a pale faced Asahi followed behind him. "We all deserve a good rest after today's training, especially Natsume."

"I actually might hit the gym," Natsume rolled her shoulder, reaching over when Iwaizumi held out the knife she'd thrown earlier and thanking him she put it back into her holster. "I need to stretch out my arms—"

"I want to hit the gym, too!" Hinata quickly bounded over, eyes bright and eager as he jumped up and down. "I want to practice more!"

"M-Me too!" Kageyama quickly added, eyes shining intently as Natsume laughed good naturedly.

"Well, there's plenty of room in the gym—"

"Hey, hey, hey!" A rough arm swung out, landing on her shoulder as Natsume teetered forward with a whoosh of air escaping her lips. Golden irises glittered excitedly and Captain Bokuto Koutarou grinned from ear to ear. "If it's extra training count me in!"

"I think you've over exerted yourself plenty today," Lt. Akaashi Keiji reappeared from the shadow of a building, shifting the sniper rifle over his shoulder to a more comfortable position as he added. "You got zero kills today, Bokuto."

"That's only because there's no point in getting anyone else when the main goal was to catch the rabbit!" Bokuto exclaimed loudly, causing Natsume to sway to the side to avoid having her ear blown off from the force of his voice.

"Who—" hands grasped both her shoulders and tugged her forward into a vest clad chest, Natsume blinking blandly—rather used to this whole exchange after Rabbit Hole exercises (1). "Iwa-chan and I caught!"

"Yes, yes," Natsume sighed, reaching up and patting the top of Oikawa's wavy brown locks with some difficulty as he beamed at the action. "You caught me, good job."

"Despite the fact that there's a main goal," all eyes turned toward the center of the streetway where the fourth captain and to the entire Commander team, the head captain, Sawamura Daichi appeared, a firm look on his features. "It's important that we be prepared to make other side missions our priority to come to the final conclusion."

Everyone nodded in understanding and Daichi threw a glance Natsume's way as well as she paled slightly, turning her eyes skyward while Oikawa was nuzzling his face into her hair. "And Kaito, since you were caught..."

Everyone's eyes turned toward her somewhat pityingly and she sighed, shoulders slumping.

"You're on cleaning duty today with Young Eagle Team, since they came in last."

"Ah, man!"

"Y-Yessir!"

Lieutenant Natsume Kaito brought her hand to her head in a salute, understanding this was the fourth time this month she'd lost this exercise as a heavy sigh leaving her lips once more.

"Yessir."

"Neh, Kaito-senpai," Natsume paused where she was polishing one of the boots off, sleeves rolled up to reveal slender but toned arms, scars marring areas this way and that and a single leather wristband bound together on her left hand. Hinata was looking at her with bright eyes, leaning forward on his stool eagerly. "How did you get so good at making explosives? The one that went off today was amazing!"

Natsume's lips curled upwards slightly at that, a somewhat modest blush dusting her cheeks as she rubbed the back of her head, mindful not to get shoe polish on her cheek like last time. "Well, most of it stemmed from the fact that I always liked taking things apart, I just put that toward good use and found out I had a knack for making things go boom."

Kageyama, though seemingly hard at work polishing down the other row of boots, was listening with his head cocked their ways, looking to pick up good tips and further his skills in combat. Natsume looked thoughtful as she added, "A lot of it is because Hajime and Tooru—" Kageyama spluttered at the familiar usage of first names. "—Became really good at everything else. I'm sure you guys know they're honestly probably the best team but when I started to realize some of my combat skills couldn't be on par with theirs, I tried to find other stuff I could excel in that wouldn't hold them back."

Though the three of them had been recruited as a trio, it became evidently clear where her skills as a former thief came into play while Oikawa and Iwaizumi shone through the class as the star pupils of their division. Natsume despite their protests and Oikawa's insistence badgering that she should quit and stay at the nice apartment on site the corporation would furbish for them and out of the field, did her best to double her training as well as her efforts so she wouldn't fall behind and carry down their name with her.

"B-But Kaito-senpai, you're amazing as well!" Hinata quickly gushed on, eyes shining brightly as he leaned so far forward, Natsume was idly worried he'd topple over and hurt himself. "I've seen your battle rankings! Not to mention you have a record in some of the trainings as well!"

"Well," Natsume's shoulders squared back and she tipped her head up somewhat haughtily, looking rather proud of herself from the praise. Sooty black locks near gray in color threatened to spill out of the bun atop her head and maroon irises shone brightly. "It's not that much, but if you ever want to stick around, I'd be glad to teach you what I know about explosives too!"

"Really? Yes, plesase!"

"Me too!" Kageyama quickly rushed over, causing his stool to topple over as Natsume mindfully set aside the boot polish so it wouldn't spill. "I would like to learn as well!"

"Teach us everything you know!"

"You guys are pretty greedy, aren't you?" Natsume laughed, setting aside Iwaizumi's boots with a little more care and tossing Oikawa's next to them, his laces bound together in a messy knot as her way of payback. She mindfully double laced Kenma's shoes as well considering tomorrow morning he'd find it too much a hassle to tie his shoes and walk out with them undone. "I'm not the best teacher but I promise I'll do my best."

"Please tell me all of Oikawa-senpai's weaknesses as well!"

"Hahaha, maybe next time if Tooru pisses me off."

"I know! Let's race to see who can finish cleaning duties first! Loser has to give up their share of meat tonight!"

"Y-You're on!"

I just wanted to do this peacefully. Natsume thought somewhat tearfully, quickly digging into the work set out for her with new found vigor for the sole sake of protecting her portion of meat for dinner tonight.

I'm sick of losing. Natsume sighed regretfully, letting her tray hit the table with a bit of a clatter as she slumped down into the one of the dining tables in the mess hall. The chatter of several other soldiers was loud and vibrant, the air filled with sweat, musk, and testosterone. Being one of the sole females in the force often lead to having to get used to things like this regardless—after all the time she'd spent growing up with boys anyway had trained her for this.

"Was there a lot to clean today?" Akaashi peered over his glass of water where beside him Bokuto was tucking into his meal with fervor, rice bowl piled high and plate stocked to the brim with today's meal.

"No, I'm just getting old," Natsume sighed, leaning back and rolling her shoulders, the scent of boot polish still invading her senses as she looked at her meal with a small frown.

Of course, compared to those two competitive demons she'd found herself losing to them with Hinata managing to place first—surprisingly Kageyama sucked at these sorts of menial tasks (though he claimed it was because it wasn't worth his time) and Natsume had fallen behind in her own idleness, forcing her to scoop her portion of today's sautéed meat and vegetables onto his. Though when he offered to share her pride as well as the realization that Hinata reminded her of what having a younger brother was like and she couldn't help but not mind sharing her meal with him just this time.

Natsume reached forward, the bowl of rice in her hands warming her palms as she reached for a pair of chopsticks. Bokuto was trying to say something around the mouthful of food and Akaashi threw the owl beside him a bland stare.

"Bokuto-senpai that's poor in table manners,"

"Who whares abuf shtuff whike sthat," Bokuto mumbled, food still full in his mouth as Natsume nursed a green tea. With some difficulty he swallowed his mound of food and scoffed, "We're in the middle of a war!"

"Wars," Akaashi corrected.

"Why's your plate so small?" Bokuto inquired loudly and Natsume gazed somewhat dejectedly onto her meager plate of grilled vegetables and bread off to the side—though Sugawara, the mother hen that he was, had passed her an egg to crack on top of her rice.

"I lost a race." A lot of losing today. Natsume shoved a mound of rice mixed with egg and soy sauce into her mouth and chewed. "Hash to gwive it up."

"Kaito, that's poor in manners as well."

Heat suddenly encompassed her on either side and she didn't even bat an eyelash as Iwaizumi and Oikawa took a seat on either side of her, nearly squishing her between the two of them as usual. The two soldiers set their trays down on either side of her, talking above her head about some new report about a new front being opened up to the west and the likelihood of them being deployed to deal with it. With practiced ease, Natsume continued to eat, unfazed as they settled themselves into place and Akaashi arched a brow slightly at the display.

"How was cleaning duty?" Iwaizumi inquired once he realized Oikawa was only going to go on with something stupid, unable of holding a serious enough conversation for long.

"Tried to race against Tobio and Shoyo but they beat me," Natsume sighed. Iwaizumi watched the expression on her face shift for a moment before turning his eyes toward her plate. "I lost so I had to give them my portion of meat tonight...damn it."

"Natsu-chan, you shouldn't be referring to them with such familiarity!" Oikawa protested, cuddling close to her as he beamed, resting the side of his face on top of her head as he brought his own drink to his lips. "You can only talk like that about us."

Natsume noticed the thread fraying at the corner of his turtleneck short sleeve and tugged it free, Oikawa quickly gushed over the action, going on and on about how she was such a wife to the two of them. Iwaizumi looked thoughtfully at her plate of egg rice and vegetables and Natsume paused in her antics to keep Oikawa's lips away from her face as a delicious scent wafted over her, mouthwatering as she whipped her head around.

"It was the prize for winning today's training," Iwaizumi explained simply, the forkful of high grade meat in his hands held out to her. "Want some?"

"No fair!" Bokuto cried, mouthwatering at the sight as he leaned forward pitifully. "Share some with me!"

Natsume's eyes watered and she nodded eagerly, mouth opening wide as Iwaizumi slipped the meat into her mouth with ease. A blush of pure bliss settled across her cheeks as her eyes shut and Natsume chewed, the marbled beef exploding with flavor into her mouth as she nearly moaned, toes curling. "Hajime you're my savior~"

"N-Natsu-chan me too, me too!" Oikawa quickly exclaimed, digging his fork into his beef with fervor as he held it out to her. "Open your mouth for me too!"

His eyes shone brightly as Natsume turned, eyes shining. An eager look settled on his face as he watched with expectant eyes, nearly on the edge of his seat as Natsume's lips parted open for him to feed her. A wider pair of lips suddenly came into view and Oikawa blinked once, feline eyes gazing up at him mischievously as Kuroo pulled from the fork with a pop, licking his lips and smirking as he stood up from where he'd bent down beside a disappointed looking Natsume.

"Thanks for the meal, Tooru-kun~"

"Dirty cat! That was Natsu-chan and my special moment!"

"Come on, Grand King, I'm sure you can spare a bit to this stray~"

"Oh? You know they say the best thing to do when you find a stray is to get them fixed."

Natsume turned away from the bickering beside her, Bokuto loudly joining in on the prospect of getting a taste of the high grade beef while Oikawa nastily fended off the two of them. She spooned some of her egg rice into Iwaizumi's bowl while he continued to feed her the occasional piece, a peaceful air settling around them while the table of new recruits watched with varying expressions.

"I-I don't know how Kaito-senpai can handle being around all of them, isn't it intimidating?" Yamaguchi wondered, looking nervously as Bokuto lunged across the table and Oikawa flipped his empty tray up to slam into his face.

"She grew up from War Zone A alongside Iwaizumi-senpai and Oikawa-senpai," Kageyama began thoughtfully, watching the interaction intently, as though he could gain some kind of lesson from it. "She must be unfazed by things like this."

"Grand King-senpai said it was normal because the three of them were in a polyamorous relationship—"

"Idiot! Don't say things like that!"

"Eh, how deplorable," Tsukishima mused, biting into his bread and chewing uncaringly.

The four winced when Daichi marched over and reprimanded the group, somewhat only mildly scolding Natsume and Iwaizumi for letting it continue on. Kuroo ducked a loaf of bread chucked his way and it hit Daichi square in the face, the three captains paling as Daichi threw them a look of murderous intent and Iwaizumi, Akaashi and Natsume picked up their trays and moved elsewhere.

"To be honest, I think they're all idiots."

"T-Tsukki! Don't talk like that about our superiors!"

More.

Sweat dribbled down the side of her face and Natsume ground her teeth, flashes of the past practices flickering through her mind and all the little mistakes that led to her losing. More. A little more.

You have to do better.

Her legs ached, knees groaning in protest as she continued to pound her feet against the moving pathway of the treadmill. Natsume kept her eyes focused forward, panting under her breath as she increased the speed, recalling when she'd been hit because she was just a little too slow to get cover. Her trainers dug into the treadmill and she increased her speed, grinding her teeth as her bangs plastered themselves to her sweaty face, clinging along the sides as she continued to pump her arms.

You would've been shot if it was the battlefield.

"I don't want to hold them back."

"Kaito-senpai!"

Natsume let out a shriek of surprise, stumbling forward and slamming her hand down on the stop button as she tripped over her own feet. There was a choked cry of surprise behind her a squawk of sorts as she fell back, head slamming hard into the gym floor as she groaned, gazing up dizzily. Bright orange and sleek black appeared in her view and she grimaced, rubbing the back of her head gingerly as she flapped away Kageyama and Hinata's insistent chirping of whether or not she was okay along with apologizes for sneaking up on her.

"I shouldn't have been going that fast unfocused," Natsume sighed, fingering the back of her head gingerly. "It's not your fault, sorry for scaring you guys."

"I wasn't scared!" Hinata exclaimed and Kageyama nodded furiously.

"You guys are here early," she peeked a glance at the clock mounted on the wall and realized with a grimace she'd already been here two hours. Good thing it was them that found me, they won't tell me to stop.

I've got to work harder.

"The early bird catches the worm," Kageyama answered dutifully.

"That's right!"

"I wish Tooru had as much motivation as you guys sometimes," The good kind. "Well, I'm going to go over to the weights, maybe one of you can—"

"I'll spot you, Natsu-chan!" Oikawa declared loudly, quickly slamming the door to the gym open and revealing the other captains plus Iwaizumi and Sugawara. "I'll take care of you—"

"Ah, Hajime! Could you spot me please?"

"Hmm? Sure, let's go over here."

"Natsu-chan, you're too cruel! Both of you are too cruel!"

Sugawara eyed the droplets of sweat gathering on Natsume's face, examining the gym and the used equipment with a thoughtful eye before he walked over, setting a hand on Natsume's shoulder before she had a chance to lay down on the bench. "Kaito, how long have you been here already?"

"Not long!" Natsume quickly answered. "I only just got here—"

Her lips faltered at Sugawara's kind smile, eyes expectant and waiting and she faltered, looking down at her shoes.

"Two hours..."

"Hey, you know better than to over exert yourself," Iwaizumi narrowed his eyes at her, crossing his arms over his chest and Natsume pouted, scuffing her foot along the floor.

"I need to work harder," she mumbled under her breath. "I keep losing during the trainings so I know I need to put in the extra work—"

"Kaito." Natsume jolted at Sugawara's tone and Iwaizumi backed away a few feet, remaining close but not too close and the silver haired male fixed the woman before him with a stern gaze. "You should know better than to think like that. If you work too hard, you'll cause even more trouble for everyone else if you can't keep up because you're too tired."

"But—"

"No buts," Oikawa and Kuroo held hands to their mouths, trying to repress their laughter at the image of a mother hen scolding a chick came into view. "You can't over exert yourself like this."

Natsume's eyes trained hard on the floor, a bitter look settling over her features when Sugawara laid a hand on her shoulder and she paused, glancing upwards with wide eyes at his soft gaze.

"It's perfectly fine to want to be stronger, but let's do it working together, okay?"

Natsume's eyes watered and she nodded eagerly, biting her lip to hold back any unnecessary sobs. "O-Okay!"

Iwaizumi idly rubbed her head somewhat affectionately. Hinata and Kageyama quickly bounded over, offering to help out and work out with her as well because they wanted to improve their skills and Natsume smiled, nodding happily. Oikawa and Kuroo quickly realizing they were missing out on a bonding moment as they attempted to butt in, only to be warded off the protective air surrounding the two motherly males and their brood.

"C-Can you still spot me, Hajime?"

"Sure."

"But only for a few!"

"I want to do weights too! Kageyama, spot me!"

"You spot me first!"

"N-Natsu-chan, no fair! Come and cry into my arms too, I'll comfort you lots and lots!"

"Don't worry," Yamaguchi, who had slipped into the corner of the gym hoping to better his own skills just a bit jumped, turning to Akaashi who was standing behind him, eyes normally void of any emotion seeming somewhat fond as they watched the scene before them. "It's always like this."

"R-Really?"

"Yes."

At some point Bokuto had made his way to the fray, boasting loudly about god knew what. The chatter grew insistently until the doors to the gym were ripped open, a furious looking Daichi snapping that they all needed to shut up because some of them just got back from a night long mission and need to rest god damn it.

"Well, usually."

Tip Number One: It's okay to come in last in training once or twice. It just means there's room to improve.

Natsume's Military Handbook:

By: Natsume Kaito

Name: Oikawa Tooru (Baka-kawa, Trashy-kawa, Dork and Shitty-kawa)

Class: Captain, Commander Squad

Natsume's Notes: The wavy haired, handsome captain of the Commander Squad, rather tall. He's got a rotten personality but women and men alike still seem to adore him. He and Hajime have been in this force arguable the longest, and together they're a super strong team! Excels at both hand-to-hand and long range combat, rather poor in missions that require a lot of technical know-how. Even though he's my childhood best friend, I won't let him get the best of me! Currently trying to get him to stop saying that Hajime and I are involved in a three way relationship with him, he's charming but can be a jerk. Still a crybaby like when we were kids, but I won't lose to him!

Skills:

Speed: 4/5

Close Combat (Knives/Hand-to-hand): 5/5

Long Range Combat: 5/5

Power: 4/5

Intelligence: Eh, depends what we're talking about but 3/5

Likeableness: 2/5

Name: Iwaizumi Hajime (Iwa-chan, Hajime, and Iwamama)

Class: Lieutenant, Commander Squad

Natsume's Notes: One of the most reliable people on the force, personally what I think it the epitome of a perfect soldier. Hajime is super good at all kinds of things and is really skilled since he took on the role of our protector when we were young, so he's very over protective sometimes, even over Oikawa too. I admire him a lot and want to work just as hard as him so he doesn't have to burden himself with us all the time. Oikawa is good looking but Hajime is handsome. Overall, he's a great guy.

Skills:

Speed: 4/5

Close Combat (Knives/Hand-to-hand): 5/5

Long Range Combat: 5/5

Power: 5/5

Intelligence: 4/5

Motherliness: 5/5

Terms

Rabbit Hole exercise: Exercise that takes place several times a month depending on the demand, one soldier is selected to be the 'rabbit' and must avoid capture at all cost by others on the team. Provides training in stealth operations as well as 100-to-1 scenarios.

And with that we have the end of our first chapter! After reading the story, I honestly fell in love with the idea of an AU like this and was dying to write about it. The story will take place in a series of long drabble-like forms, with a plot that may or may not weave its way through from time to time, but I'm looking forward to having fun with this. This series though won't be like the Battle Deployment dj though hahaha, just borrowing the AU idea so hopefully I don't disappoint!

Natsume's Handbook will appear at the end of each chapter when necessary to offer some insight into the world and the characters around them. :)

I honestly hope you guys enjoyed the story because it was insanely fun to write. I'd love to get feedback on what you guys thought and suggestions of scenarios and scenes you'd like to see transpire between the characters!

Thank you so much for taking out the time to read, and I hope you all enjoyed!

Marshmellow-

-OUT!