I've Got Hajime for Days [DISCONTINUED]

Husband vs. Wife; Love is War

[As suggested by terushimas]

Iwaizumi panted, pressing his back against the wall. Sweat rolled down his back, making the hair of his arm stand. Goddamn it! He cursed mentally, tightening his grip on the weapon in his hands. He was running out of ammunition quick. "Fuck," He exhaled, realizing that he had no more ammunition to reload his gun.

He pressed the back of his head against the wall when he heard footsteps, holding his breath. His entire body stiffened, trying to blend into the wall, as if he was not there at all. As the footsteps approached him, he clenched his jaw, getting ready to point his gun and fire at any moment.

He felt himself relaxing a little when he realized it was Oikawa. The brunette held onto his gun, scouting around carefully. Spotting Iwaizumi, a smile made its way to his solemnly serious face. "Iwa – "

Bright red liquid splashed at his temple before he was able to finish his words. Iwaizumi froze, eyes wide in shock and disbelief. He could only watch as Oikawa fell to his knees, dropping his gun in the process.

"OIKAWA!" Iwaizumi instinctively shouted, calling out to his best friend, who could only stare back into his eyes, hoping that he was able to escape.

"I guess it's just you and me," A painfully familiar voice said. Iwaizumi could only watch as a petite brunette walked over Oikawa, holding her gun by her face. She stopped right in front of Oikawa, nose held high as she looked down to Iwaizumi. A grin stretched on her lips, the lips that he constantly kissed and exchanged vows of love. Under the light, her once warm brown eyes reflected nothing but cold and sadistic pleasure from what she had done. It's hard to believe that it was his wife, the woman whom he had loved for 10 years now, standing right before him.

How did it end up like this?

She scoffed, directing her gun at him. He tightened his grip on his gun as well, gritting his teeth.

Why did it have to be this way?

"Well then, Hajime-kun." She smirked, cocking her head to the side. "I guess it's time I end this."

- [1 hour earlier] –

The two teams stood before each other, having a small stare down contest.

The team on the right was Iwaizumi's team, also known as Team Husband. The team consisted of the four Seijou boys, Iwaizumi, Oikawa, Hanamaki and Mattsukawa. They were definitely a strong team based on trust thanks to the years they've spent together. Iwaizumi, who was the leader, was definitely the ace, as he was good at almost every sport. Hanamaki and Mattsukawa were the ones who we would need to be cautious of. They were sly and could easily drop a successful sneak attack. Oikawa was the mascot of the team.

On the other hand, the team on the left was my team, also known as Team Wife. My team consisted of myself and the Yorozuya group, Gintoki, Shinpachi and Kagura. Although, it was clear that we can barely function as a team. Being the team leader, my competitiveness would be able to lead them to victory. Or murder. Gintoki was definitely the ace of our team, since he was the Shiroyasha, after all, and with our combined sadisms, we've become a rather scary pair. We also have Kagura, who is aggressive, which increases our level of OP-ness. And Shinpachi's pretty okay too.

"Nee, so what are we doing here?" Gintoki asked, picking his nose before wiping it on Kagura, who was oblivious of it.

Oikawa grinned with a mischievous glint in his eyes. He pulled out a gun, and stretched out his arm, pressing the nozzle of his gun at Gintoki's chest. "Isn't it obvious?"