Title: Makaoi

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Author's Note: This will be a series about the brothers in Steve and Kono's lives. In my headcanon, Kono has two older brothers - here we meet the first one. :)

Also, I am aware this snapshot ends abruptly. Unfortunately, I wrote this years ago when I was still watching the show and inspired enough to be writing for this couple. I've tried multiple times to whip up a quick ending, but I just can't get back into the rhythm. But here is what I have, and the next two parts are complete so I hope you enjoy those as well.

Comments would be most welcome to let me know someone out there is still reading for this couple, please & thank you! Happy almost November!

"Kono..."

"You know, I'm pretty sure the speed limit in my neighborhood is twenty-five, and you are -way over," Kono comments, glancing at the speedometer in his truck between placing kisses down his neck. "You're so lucky you're in Five-0. You'd be spending a fortune on traffic tickets."

"Look who's talking," Steve mutters, even as he chuckles and pulls her closer, one hand on the back of her head as his eyes dart from the road to meet hers. "And I'm not just in Five-0, I run, Five-0, babe."

She smiles at that and leans closer, her hand inching down his shirt to rub at the muscles of his stomach, enjoying his sudden intake of breath at her touch. "No one likes an egomaniac, Steve."

"Oh, I think you like my ego just fine," he replies, grinning as he parks in her driveway, reaching for her as soon as he's changed gears. His hands cup the back of her head, fingers brushing against her cheeks softly as his lips take control over hers. He's in a playful mood from the teasing on the ride home from work, but his lips are insistent as he makes a promise regarding what's to come as soon as they get inside.

"Steve," she moans with a sigh, clutching him closer and holding herself back from climbing over the console and straddling him right then and there. She has a reputation to maintain, after all.

Steve breaks the kiss, his eyes heated as he looks her over in the dark interior of his truck and takes a gulping breath of air. As he moves to exit the vehicle though, he stills immediately and turns back to her, his face serious and senses on alert, all traces of arousal from earlier gone. "Did you leave a light on?"

"What? No," Kono answers in confusion, shaking her head as she looks toward her house and notices her living room light on in her house which should be dark. "What the-"

Steve reaches over to the glove compartment to pull out a weapon, loading it within a second as he looks to Kono. "Stay here." He's in full Commander-mode now, leader of an elite task force-mode, safety first, no civilian casualties-mode.

But he seems to have forgotten she's not a civilian at all.

"Stay here?" she echoes incredulously. "Are you kidding me? I'm Five-0 too, remember? Where's your other weapon?"

"Kono, I don't-"

"Where is it?" she demands, interrupting him with a glare.

He doesn't bother making the suggestion again, and instead answers her question by nodding toward the car console in the middle. "There's one in there."

Kono grabs it, loading it as she gets out of the car and follows him to the front door, stopping behind him on her front porch when he does the same. He tries the doorknob, but it's locked so she hands over her keys silently and he unlocks the door. He steps into her living room and she takes a moment to marvel at how strange this is, surveying her own space with weapons drawn, searching for intruders in her home.

They hear noise coming from the kitchen and spy a light on, and Steve nods for her to follow him to the doorway. Before she can make eye contact with him again to concur on his next move, he's stepping into her kitchen, weapon drawn and voice raised. "Hands up! Five-0!"

"What the fuck?"

Kono recognizes the voice in an instant and quickly steps in front of Steve, even as he tries to nudge her aside from the intruder's line of sight. But she pushes at his weapon until he lowers it and she stares at the man standing in her kitchen helping himself to whatever's in her refrigerator.

"Makaio! What are you doing here?"

"What the hell, Kono?"

Steve has no choice but to holster his weapon and takes back his other gun that Kono hands over as he eyes the stranger curiously. He's tall, about as tall as Kono, with shaggy black hair, wearing a wrinkled t-shirt and gym shorts like he's slept in the clothes for days. Steve spots a few tattoos on his muscular arms. He narrows his eyes when Kono walks across the kitchen to hug the man, and tries to wait patiently for an introduction.

"I told Mom and Dad I'm staying here. You did give me a key."

"Yeah, but I never thought you'd be around to use it," Kono admits with a laugh. "How was the rainforest?"

"Great. Tiring. Who's this, your back-up?" Makaio finally gestures toward Steve, and Kono turns back toward him, noting the slightest hint of a scowl on his face at being left out and not given answers right away. But at least he had put his weapon away.

"Right, sorry. Makaio, Steve McGarrett. Steve, my brother Makaio."

"Oh, the Army colonel," Makaio says with an understanding nod towards Steve when he recognizes the name as belonging to Kono's boss, the same one who is also her new boyfriend.

"Navy," Steve and Kono both say at the same time, exchanging a quick look as they correct Makaio.

"In sync, that's cute," Makaio comments with a grin, and Steve catches a flash of dimples identical to Kono's.

"And it's Commander," Steve says. "But you can call me Steve."

"Will do. So, did you guys come back here to knock boots?" He makes a clicking noise and winks at Kono playfully. "To do the dirty? I can drive around for a while if you need me to..."

"No! I was just- we were just- Steve was just dropping me off," Kono says quickly, a slight blush creeping up her cheeks at her brother's words. She looks at Steve pointedly as if waiting for him to agree about their evening plans, despite what had transpired in the car and what promises were made in between those heated kisses.

"Um, yeah," Steve says lamely, hoping his voice hides his clear disappointment. From the way Makaio grins at him, he knows he's not pulling it off very well, but Kono nods at him enthusiastically to continue the charade. "I'll see you tomorrow, Kono. Nice to meet you, Makaio."

The other man nods his goodbye as Steve heads for the front door, Kono right behind him. She leans up to kiss him, wrapping her arms around his neck as she murmurs an apology against his lips. "Sorry. I'll make it up to you."

"You better," he replies back with a smile. "See you tomorrow."

They both look up when Makaio enters the living room, intruding on their private moment unknowingly as he heads for the couch and grabs the remote. "Sorry. Are you sure you don't want some alone time for a quickie-"

"Makaio, shut up," Kono groans, then turns to basically shove Steve out the door. "Good night."

"No way."

"It's true, Kono. I basically had to barter my way out of there with the locals. Thank god our guide could translate or else you'd have never heard from me again," Makaio declares with a dramatic wave toward himself.

Kono narrows her eyes as she steps through the glass doors of Five-0 headquarters. "That sounds like a movie I watched a couple of years ago."

"It's not a movie," her brother says with an eyeroll at her disbelief. "And movies are based off real life, you know."

"Right," she says with a chuckle. "Okay, whatever you say. But this has been your exciting story every other assignment, I'm starting to wonder-"

"Makaio?" Chin comes around the corner from his office and looks his cousin up and down with a smile, spreading his arms wide for a hug. "Where'd you come from?"

"The Amazon," Kono answers for her brother as she watches the two men embrace with a smile. "He's crashing at my place."

"Hey, Chin Ho, how's it going? How's Princess Leia and the rugrats?"

"Who's Princess Leia?"

They turn at the question to see Danny and Steve entering through the doors behind them. Steve gives Makaio a nod in greeting while Danny looks at the newcomer with interest. "Who's Princess Leia? Besides the obvious, of course. And are you another relative?"

Makaio only chuckles at the question as they shake hands. "Princess Leia's what I call Malia. And, yeah, the other brother. The better looking, smarter, richer one."

"Don't be mean," Kono scolds with a glare. "Plus, I think Jeremy makes more money than you."

"No, he doesn't," Makaio says smoothly.

"Well, he's definitely smarter," Kono adds, and Chin chuckles while Makaio ignores his sister to continue speaking to Danny.

"I'm Makaio. And you're... Danny, right? The haole from Jersey?"

Danny nods. "Yes, yes, I am, thank you very much. You're the photographer."

"Yup. Army Colonel," Makaio says to Steve.

"Navy," Danny corrects without missing a beat as he looks between his best friend and Kono's brother with interest. he points a finger between the two of them when Steve doesn't immediately correct the guy. "Or is this a thing you two have? You guys met already?"

"Oh, yeah. He pulled a gun on me when I was at Kono's place last night," Makaio explains casually, and they all look to Steve for an explanation at that introduction.

"I thought someone had broken in," Steve says quickly in defense of his actions while Danny only shakes his head at yet another Steve McGarrett incident.

"On behalf of him," Danny begins dramatically, pointing to Steve, "I apologize profusely."

"It's okay, he didn't shoot anything off, that's all that matters," Makaio jokes before turning to his sister. "Okay, keys." Kono tosses her car keys at him. "I'll pick you up later, unless I'm too drunk with the guys. Or get a ride home with your boyfriend."

"Be safe," Kono calls out as he nods at the other guys and heads for the door. "And don't smoke in my car."

"Cigarettes or something else?"

"Anything!" she replies, as Danny chuckles next to her. "I mean it!"

"He's quite a character," Danny comments once her brother's disappeared. "How many days is he in town for?"

"Until Friday, then he's off to Ireland to take pictures for some story about medieval castles."

"I like him," Danny announces.

"Well, he's a Kalakaua, of course you do," Kono boasts with a grin.

"Hey!"

After the third time Steve's called out his name, Makaio finally glances up and pulls his earphones off, nodding in greeting as he slows his pace along the trail.

"Oh, hey. Sorry, didn't hear you. How's it goin'?" he asks, eyeing Steve as they fall into a steady pace, slowing down to take deep breaths after their run.

"Good. You run in the mornings too?" Steve asks as he takes a gulp from his water bottle.

Makaio nods. "Need to be in shape for the location shoots. I never know what the physical demands will be. This last hike in the Amazon was a good sixteen miles, and that's only before we found a guide." Steve whistles, impressed. "Plus, I never know when I'll need to get my ass outta there in case something goes wrong."

"Kono hates to run," Steve comments, and the other man laughs at that.

"Yeah. She'll pick the water over the ground any day," Makaio tells him. "You surf?"

"Sorta," Steve admits with a shrug. "I never got into it when I was young. I'm a little rusty, but I manage."

"And she's still with you?" Makio teases, only smirking at Steve's playful glare. "Kidding. That's cool."

They stand in silence for a minute, avoiding each other's stare as they try and think of what to talk about next. They only have one thing in common - Kono. And well, Makaio has a few tattoos too. That seems to be about it though.

Thankfully, Steve's phone rings and he answers it, nodding as Duke informs him of a body found behind a local high school along with an envelope of threatening letters. He looks to Makaio to bid goodbye, but the man beats him to it.

"A case?" Steve nods. "Guess that means I should get Kono her car back so she can head to work," Makaio says, jingling Kono's car keys. "Wouldn't want her to get in trouble with the boss, right?"

"Cute," Steve comments dryly as the man waves goodbye and heads for the parking lot.

"Anything suspicious in his bank activity?"

Silence follows the question.

"Anything suspicious? Hey! Kono! Wake up, babe."

Kono startles at her name being called and quickly stands up from where she's slumped against the smart table, blinking to erase the sleep from her eyes. She shakes her head to focus on Danny and looks back at the bank statements on the screen to answer his question. "Oh, sorry. No, nothing."

"What's up with you? You sick or something?" Danny questions with concern as he takes in her weary form and bleary eyes.

"No. I went night surfing with Makaio and I'm exhausted."

"Night surfing?" Danny's eyes widen as he looks at her in horror. "Are you kidding me?"

"Relax, Danny, I'm an expert," she assures him with confidence, waving away his worried outburst with a cocky smile.

But he doesn't look convinced. "Do you have any idea how dangerous that is? The stories I have read about kids thinking it'll be fine-"

"How dangerous what is?" Chin questions as he and Steve come down the hallway from their offices.

"Nothing!" Kono says quickly, giving Danny a glare to keep quiet, but the other man misses it completely.

"Night surfing."

"Makaio?" Chin questions to Kono with a knowing shake of his head. "He has always been a bad influence on you."

"Has not," Kono argues, feeling like she's eleven years old again and Chin has caught her stealing money from her dad's wallet for a new swimsuit. He made her put it back and didn't take her to the beach for a whole two weeks as punishment, not to mention the constant disappointment in his eyes until she promised never to steal again.

"What about when he let you try pot at a party with his friends, or gave Ben condoms and rented a motel room for the two of you?" Chin asks bluntly, taking a trip down memory lane in front of their other teammates who have not had a first row seat to her growing up.

"He what?" Danny asks in amazement. The horror in his voice now makes his first reaction to night surfing seem like nothing. Kono swears she hears his voice crack, and a noise coming out that sounds suspiciously like a squeak.

"What?" Steve echoes, his face in a scowl as he looks to Kono for confirmation of Chin's recollections.

"Okay, calm down," Kono says with a chuckle. "The pot thing was stupid but it was only so I'd try it in a safe environment and get it over with. And with Ben, well, always practice safe sex, right?" She ignores the glare Steve throws her way when she tries to make a joke of it. Finally, she turns back to Chin. "And we didn't even make it to the motel room, thanks to you."

"You're welcome," Chin says dryly. "Now, anything in his bank activity?"

"No, nothing," Danny responds, still shaking his head in wonder at the last conversation they'd switched from. "You island people are crazy."

"No, just the Kalakaus," Chin says.

"And the McGarretts," Danny adds with a grin. "Of course, now it all makes sense."

Even Chin chuckles at that.

"Kono?" He knocks on the door and waits for her to say something, but there's only silence so he knocks again and raises his voice. "Decent?"

"Yeah," she calls out and he enters the women's locker room to find her in front of the sink wrapped only in a towel as she studies her reflection in the mirror. Decent enough in the sense that she's not naked, but not enough for him to banish the thoughts that begin to form at the sight of her long legs and bare shoulders.

"You good?" He makes his way to her, keeping a safe distance and a good two feet between them. After all, they are still at the office. But the smell of her vanilla body wash hits him and he has to force himself to stay put when all he wants is to pull her close.

"I think I bumped my head on the last fall though," she admits, trying to part her hair and look for the bump in the mirror. She fails and gives up with an exasperated groan, turning and walking toward him for help.

He moves aside her hair gently to find the injury, and nods as he pushes her wet hair back behind her ears. "I see it. Put some ice on it."

"Yes, Boss," she says with a smile, eyes twinkling as she leans closer so their bodies brush and she can see the slight twitch of his lip. "HPD finished booking?"

"Yeah, Danny took the guy in," Steve says, updating her on the events in the office while she'd taken a shower after they got back from the scene. She took down their suspect easily enough, but last night's rain had left the ground soggy and she'd gotten soaked in the mud.

"Good," she says with a nod, stepping even closer to wrap her arms around his neck. "Wanna check me for any other injuries?" She drops a kiss on the corner of his mouth as she leans into him, grinning wickedly at his raised eyebrow. But his hands wrap around her and she can feel the warmth of them through the towel so she doesn't break eye contact. She drops a light kiss on his lips.

Steve groans at the playful contact and unconsciously looks behind him at the locker room door even though he knows he closed it behind him. "Kono, Chin's still here."

"So? He's probably in his office," she assures him with a shrug and he tries not to notice how the towel slips further down her chest and provides a tantalizing glimpse of her curves. Tries not to notice, and fails. "Plus, with Makaio visiting, I can't have you over all week."

"Why not? I thought he was a big advocate of you having sex, what with getting you and Ben a room," Steve comments dryly, ignoring the amusement on Kono's face at his clear jealousy.

"I'm sure he is," she says, biting back a laugh as her hands slide to the waistband of his cargo pants, "but it'd be weird. Like if Mary Ann was down the hall."

Steve makes a face at that, understanding the comparison now that she'd used his sister in the analogy, and she takes the opportunity to kiss him again, pushing him back toward the lockers. There's nearly two rows of them, which she finds hilarious since she's the only female on the team. But she appreciates the space now as she maneuvers him backward, her hands tunneling through his hair as his hands slide under her towel.

"Chin's right down the hall," Steve mutters, but his head is nuzzling down the line of her throat, and his fingers are sliding up the smooth skin of her thigh. He quickly turns them so she's against the lockers and his warm body is covering hers within a heartbeat.

She manages a breathless chuckle at his comment, trying to focus enough to say something back. It's getting harder though because he's hard against her and his hands are spreading her legs open. "Cousin, not brother. Plus, you never minded before," she accuses, her hands wrapping around his shoulders to pull him close.

Steve grins at that because it is the truth. Despite an initial flash of hesitation, it's never bothered him whether they were in his office or the weapons room down the hall. About time they christened the locker room too. He's easily convinced where she's concerned, especially when she's half-naked.

to be continued ~