Request 7--The Military Boy That Needs to Unwind

AN: I wrote this in the same type of style as you would read it in the game to make it quirky and more fun. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it.


A bright sunny Monday morning…..

"Eh?"

Kia woke to the strange feeling that he wasn't alone in his room and sat up with his hand resting on his gun that resided under his pillow. He scanned the room with narrowed eyes and they finally rested on a mass of muscle with two small circle sunglass glinting back at him.

"What the hell, Gallacher!" Kia exclaimed. "What are you doing watching me sleep?"

"So sorry to be a disturbance, Master Kia," Gallacher offered in his usual nervous manner. "But you said last night to inform you immediately of any new requests."

Why did that mountain of muscle have to take me that seriously? Kia thought angrily. Today was actually a day off since Satan…uh…Sergeant Onigi had him working out ceaselessly as punishment for speaking out of turn yesterday. He had spent all of the previous afternoon and well into the evening running laps and doing push-ups. Kia's body ached as if he had sex for two days nonstop.

He rubbed at his eyes in annoyance as Gallacher tried to contain himself at how adorable the young master looked. Why did this always happen to him when he had days off?

"Go fix me some breakfast," Kia grumbled. "And then I'll take a look at the dossier."

"Right away, Master Kia! My apologies again, Master Kia but Master Louise told me that you wouldn't have minded."

Kia's eyebrow twitched and his eyes darkened. LOUISE! He should have known. Gallacher exited the room as quickly as possible since he knew that Kia had no problem shooting the messenger before attacking the source.

Kia got dressed and entered the living room and was instantly greeted by a happy Tigg.

"Hey, Tigg," Kia said as he lifted the brown and black pup over his shoulder and stroked its back. Tigg yipped happily and licked at his master's face.

"You finally decided to join the rest of the world, eh…Kia?"

Kia's smile disappeared in a flash and Tigg grew nervous as his master's mood suddenly changed.

"Unlike some people in this house I actually have to do real soldier's work." Kia replied nastily.

Louise smiled and pretended as if he just noticed Kia. "Ah, my apologies…did you just say something Kia?"

Kia set Tigg down on the floor and faced Louise. "You rich lazy jerk," he muttered.

"You really shouldn't mumble like that," Louise continued, ignoring Kia's insults. "To be an elite soldier you have to have a certain eloquence when speaking to your superiors."

Kia's face darkened at the double insult. Louise? His superior? No way! Kia's fists shook at his sides as his anger grew. Louise just smiled as he successfully taunted Kia.

'Silly Kia,' Louise thought, 'you are just so easy.'

It was a good thing Gallacher entered when he did because Kia's next move might have been to draw his gun on Louise.

"Master Kia, I have breakfast prepared for you in the kitchen." He handed over the infamous folder that was the cause of Kia's interrupted sleep. "Here is today's request."

Kia grabbed it and gave Louise once last nasty look that said 'This isn't over'. He stormed out of the room and to the kitchen.

"Master Louise, why must you always upset Master Kia?" Gallacher asked.

Louise smiled and idly played with his whip. "It's simple Gallacher…..I enjoy it."


In the kitchen Kia stuffed his breakfast into his mouth as he looked over his dossier. It said that the target's name was Emil Rienfeld. An eighteen year old about to graduate from St. Hargrove Academy, Germany's top military school. He was the top student in his class and his instructors had nothing but high hopes for him with a career in the military. He was a no nonsense kind of guy when it came to his school work and had the tendency to be a workaholic despite his age. Top grades, kind of a loner but no deviant behavior…..what was so wrong with this guy?

Kia scarfed down a piece of toast as he read further.

Once he graduated Emil already had plans on joining whatever division of Germany's army that would have him. Looking at his many awards it would end up with everyone trying to get their hands on such a prized candidate. Kia smiled to himself. 'Who knows, I probably would have ended up meeting him at the barracks one day.'

To make things even more curious the client was Roderick and Gretchen Rienfeld. The boy's parents? They wanted help because they feared that Emil was going to throw his life away by entering the military so soon. They wanted the best for their son and didn't want him growing up too fast without enjoying some of the pleasures of life. They enrolled him in St. Hargrove Academy because Emil always liked challenges since he was a small child but now the military had become an undying obsession with the youth. If only Emil could see that it was wonderful to have a goal but it's the journey to that goal that makes the difference.

Kia put down the folder with a snort. "What's so bad about the military? At any rate it definitely sounds interesting."

He began thinking about the different ways he could weasel his way into Emil's life without causing any suspicion. It only took him a moment when he realized he had the perfect solution. What better way than to pose as a military recruiter? Kia would have no problem pulling that off since he's had to train a few men himself. He wouldn't squash the boy's noble dream of being in the military if that was his wish but it would show Emil that there was no need to rush into it if he wasn't quite ready.

Kia's sexy lips curved into a sinister grin. What better way to test Emil's body than rigorous sex sessions? The stuck up virgins were the best to corrupt and Kia felt a soft stir in his pants as he gazed down at Emil's photo and thought of all the nasty things he'd do to him. Everyone needed to loosen up sometime and it would be proof to Emil that you could have a dream and have fun with your life at the same time. The way Kia set it up in his head was noble, indeed.


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"One hundred-Twenty….one hundred-twenty-one….one hundred-twenty-two!"

In the training grounds at St. Hargove Academy one lone figure did push ups. Sweat popped off his tanned skin and his face was wrinkled in concentration. Class had been dismissed over two hours ago and yet the boy refused to leave the campus, adamant on pushing his body until he was near exhaustion. Only then was he satisfied that he tried his best and could collapse in his bed at home. His wavy black hair was drenched in sweat and his light honey eyes were strained as his body cried for a rest. The lad's name was Emil Rienfeld, although most of his classmates called him the 'Bulldozer' The nickname was given not because of his size but due to his trait of always plowing ahead no matter what was in his way. He hardly spent any time outside of school to make real friends and because of his attitude he had made a few enemies here and there.

To Emil none of that mattered. He lived to make his body a vessel that the military could use. He didn't care if it was the military police or any of the other divisions….all he knew was that he needed to be used for the greater good. That's all he ever thought he was good for. Unfortunately, Emil took the pride of serving his country and warped it into a sad existence.

Emil's arms suddenly gave out and he collapsed on the unforgiving cement beneath him with a painful thud.

"Damn it!" He cursed. He wanted to reach one hundred and thirty push ups today and beat his record of one hundred twenty five.

"Emil? What are you still doing here?"

Emil brushed off the dirt from his face and painfully stood up to face the source of the voice. Mannix Rutger looked at his pupil with obvious concern.

"You should be at home resting for tomorrow, Emil." Mr. Rutger softly chided. "There's only so much you can do in one day."

Emil shook his head. "Which is why you do everything you possibly can in the time given….no one is promised tomorrow, Sir."

Mr. Rutger sighed. "But if all you do is train what becomes of your life, Emil? Don't you have friends to hang out with? I bet your family doesn't like you being out this late."

Mr. Rutger was trying desperately to reach Emil. He had great pride in the boy's progress but to see someone so young give up on all there was to life so early was very sad.

"I don't really have friends," Emil admitted quietly. "I train…that's all that matters. I will become the best soldier Germany has ever seen."

Unsure how to respond to that, Mr. Rutger gave Emil a soft smile. "Just….don't stay too much longer." He said nothing more and left.

Emil's heart dropped. Mr. Rutger was a person Emil truly looked up to but whenever he expressed his dream all he received were placating smiles and hollow words. Why couldn't anyone see how important this was? Couldn't they see how hard he trained to shape his body and mind into the ultimate warrior? The perfect soldier?

Emil felt his personal failures weigh upon him and decided to call it quits for the day. He just needed to work harder to make everyone see how good he can be. He needed to show them he was worth something. He retrieved his booksack from the other side of the courtyard and slowly walked home. On the other side of the road a man dressed in a black uniform watched him silently.

'It's not just wanting to serve your country is it, kid?' Kia thought. 'You've got something you want to prove…..but to who?'

Kia returned to the mansion after he watched Emil walk home. He knew just how he was going to get to Emil tomorrow and was anticipating having the youth on his stomach for more carnal things than push ups. Sinister thoughts ran through his head. He liked tough guys like Emil; they were so much more fun to break. He was definitely getting boner just thinking about. It was at that moment that Louise entered the room and spotted Kia standing still while licking his lips. 'Oh, here we go again.' Louise thought.

"Ah, Kia…you have that look on your face again. Out to destroy some youth I take it?"

Kia sneered and looked at Louise. "Are you sure you just aren't jealous I get such a sweet job?"

Louise sniffed and put on an air of aloofness and arrogance that made Kia's blood boil. "Jealous of something you have, Kia? He goes to a military high school…how luscious could he be?"

Kia pulled out his folder and let Louise see the picture of the stoic young man with sad eyes. Louise bit his lip. Damn, the kid was gorgeous.

"He seems quiet but he may be more than you could handle," Louise said. "I've finished my other job already….perhaps I can be generous and take care of this one?"

Kia wasn't expecting that. "Eh?"

Louise shrugged and maintained his poker face. "You were supposed to have a day off weren't you? I can handle that one for you."

Kia clutched the folder to his chest. "Forget it! This guy is mine!"

Louise frowned slightly but recovered and was all smiles once more. "Give me the file."

They stared at each other for what seemed like ages until Kia balled his hand into a fist and started moving toward Louise.

Gallacher entered the room at that moment and saw Kia with his fist raised and yelped with surprise. "Master Kia!!"

Gallacher was ignored and Louise narrowed his eyes at Kia, raising his own fist.

"Gyaahhhh! Master Kia! Master Louise! Please do not fight!" Gallacher cried out, beads of sweat began glistening on his massive muscles.

The two men were face to face and instead of hitting each other they opened their hands to reveal……

"ROCK!" Kia yelled. His fist was pressed against Louise's chest.

"SISSCORS!" Responded Louise. He had his index and middle finger jabbing into Kia's cheek.

Louise sighed with defeat as Kia stuck his tongue out at him.

"I'll tell you how great he is after I'm done," Kia said as he laughed and walked out of the room.

Gallacher's jaw was slack with shock. What was he going to do with the two of them……


The next day Emil was at it again. He counted silently under his breath as he forced his body to rise in another push up. Class had just been dismissed and the first thing Emil did was run to the open courtyard and begin his training anew. His peers had mixed feelings about his dedication. Some admired him for it while others thought his behavior wasn't normal. Either way he always managed to be alone.

He used his anger at people misunderstanding him as a fuel to drive him further. In the end it was better that he stayed away from everyone. Caring for people would only slow him down and make things messy. Yes, being alone was much better….and safer.

He was just about to reach his new personal record when he suddenly had the wind knocked out of him.

"Wha---"

He tried to lift himself up but it seemed that whoever was behind had their foot planted in the middle of his back.

"Don't try to move," the stranger said softly. "I might have to break your back."

Emil smirked. Does this guy think I'm defenseless in this position? Instead of making a move he waited to see just what this person was up to.

Kia saw Emil go still and smirked. This kid was supposed to a top student? Yeah, right!

"I heard some things about you Emil Reinfeld," Kia sneered and dug the heel of his boot into Emil's back until the younger man yelped.

Emil smiled. "You must have been misinformed."

Kia was genuinely confused. "Huh?"

Emil suddenly slid his to the side and pushed himself off the ground, throwing Kia off balance.

"If you had correct information you should have know that I don't make an easy target!" Emil told him. He didn't waist anytime and went to attack Kia.

Kia backed up in just enough time to avoid what would have been a disabling blow. Shit, this kid was fast! Kia went on the defense, studying Emil's fighting style. He was good, but nowhere near as skilled as Kia. Emil had no idea that Kia was sparring with him and not fighting for real.

Once Kia had enough he took an opening when Emil swung at him and landed a powerful hit right into his stomach. Emil doubled over and fell to the ground.

Kia stood over the defeated Emil and laughed. "No….I think I got the right information."

Emil didn't bother to get up from the ground and refused to look at Kia. His pride was wounded. All the training….all the pain…just to be easily beaten by a stranger with one punch….

"Hey," Kia snapped. "You aren't going to cry are you?"

In fact Emil was but hardened his face instead and looked up at Kia. "After a love tap like that, no way. Just who in the hell are you?"

"Private Kia WalBehenna, military recruiter. If you had taken the time to look at me instead of attacking you would have noticed the uniform."

Emil gulped and looked Kia up and down. Noticing that he was indeed wearing the standard black military uniform. The same uniform he had hoped to wear one day.

"Forgive me!" Emil cried. "I was so immersed in my training that I instinctively reacted. I beg your pardon! WalBehenna Sir!

Kia smirked. 'God he's cute when he begs….I'll make sure he does this when I get him into bed!'

"I can overlook it since I did provoke you," Kia replied. "Don't make things worse by staying on the ground, though. When you get knocked down you have to get right back up since you leave yourself wide open for another attack."

Emil nodded and quickly stood. "Yes, sir. Thank you for the advice, sir."

He smiled at Kia and extended his hand. "It's an honor to meet someone in the service, sir. I've been training my whole life to be in the military!"

"Have you ever thought that you wouldn't be allowed in?" Kia inquired.

Emil gave a small gasp like the very thought was frightening. "I'm confident in my ablities, Sir. My loyalty is unwavering and I would gladly give my life to ensure---"

Kia silenced him with a finger to Emil's lips. "You sound like a recording, Emil. Tell me why you really want to be in the military. What's in your heart?"

Emil blinked. "M-my heart?" He had never heard anyone talk that way, especially when it came to the military.

"We don't want soulless soldiers," Kia said. "You have to have passion, Emil."

Again Emil was confused. "Passion? For what?"

Oh, I'll show you all types of passion. Kia thought mischievously. He gave Emil a less frightening answer. "For life, Emil. You have to truly believe in what you're doing and fight for it. You don't do something big like this just because you have something to prove."

"Uh…." Emil could say nothing since that was the main driving force for all that he did. But wasn't that passion? To deem oneself worthy of life? Wasn't that noble?

"So tell me," Kia continued, "what's in your heart, Emil?" Kia's gloved hand rested on Emil's chest, right above where his heart was. That simple gesture seemed much more intimate than it was supposed to be but Emil didn't back up for fear of insulting Kia.

"My heart…." Emil mumbled.

"What do you fight for?" Kia asked him.

Emil began to open his mouth but had to stop. What was he fighting for? He had to prove himself worthy so did that mean he was fighting for himself? But a military man doesn't put himself above others or his country. What was he fighting for?

"I—I don't—mmm"

Emil's words were cut short as Kia suddenly leaned forward and pressed his lips against his.

"You have to fight for something greater than yourself Emil," Kia said softly.

Emil still hadn't recovered from the fact that a man had just kissed him. He backed up from Kia, shaking his head. "I fight so I can exist," he mumbled.

Kia snorted. "That's pathetic! You ignore the world around you and pretend you're on some quest to prove yourself but it's a load of crap."

Emil's honey eyes narrowed with fury. "You know nothing about me!"

Kia rolled his eyes. "I know enough. I know you come here every day to train until your body gives out even though every good soldier knows he has to pace himself. I know you have no idea why you train like you do. You won't be able to be any good to anyone, especially the military or yourself unless you stop hiding in your little self-loathing world!" Damn, this kid was pissing him off. Kia hadn't meant to yell at Emil like that but it was time that someone gave Emil a wake up call. His parents loved him too much to do it and there was no one else in his life available. Kia decided this kid was going to get extra reamed for all the trouble he was causing.

Kis grabbed Emil and kissed him again, harder this time and he shoved his tongue into Emil's mouth. It made Kia happy to hear that cute sound of shock and anger that sputtered forth from Emil's sexy virgin mouth.

Emil gasped as a strange shiver of electricity ran along every nerve of his body from Kia's kiss. But it wasn't just the kiss, it was the sternness in Kia's voice and the hard tone that made him want to cry. It…it was arousing him?

Confused Emil covered his mouth and dashed past Kia, fleeing from the scene as fast as his legs could carry him.


That's it for right now. Thanks for reading! Later, Peccavi