AN: Well, I haven't found much in the way of Megatokyo romance fics (or Megatokyo fics in general) so I decided to post this one and see what kind of a response it gets, enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Megatokyo (as much as I wish I did) it belongs to Fred Gallagher and Rodney Caston and all the other people who work tirelessly to create Megatokyo.

Warnings: Contains some questionable material, so if you have a closed mind I suggest you leave now, this will be rated R for the benefit of the young (not that they will listen)

The Beginning

Chapter 1: Piroko's Secret Weapon

Largo peered carefully around the corner before running into the next hallway, his plasma rifle held up and ready for any signs of Piroko or any of the other NPC's. Not that some simple N0n Pl4y3r Ch4r4ct3r would ever be able to get the best of him, he just felt it wise to be ready for anything. That and with Piroko in the arena the game got intensely more deadly.

She was annoyingly handy with that pistol of hers, and though he'd seen her use far deadlier weapons to dispatch the pathetic NPC's that roamed their world, she always insisted on fragging him with her thrice-damned hand gun. But not this time, today Largo had a plan to catch the elusive player. Not that it was any less hair-brained than his usual schemes, just that today, against his better judgement, Largo was going to be... cautious.

He swept his red bangs out from in front of his eyes. He would wait for her to make the first move, he would wait until he had a clear shot before firing instead of blasting the entire area at the first sign of movement. Basically he was pulling a page from Piroko's own book, but he'd seen her play often enough that he figured he would be able to utilize her plan effectively. That and he knew she would never expect it. With his goal in mind, Largo moved forward in the hallway carefully, his weapon primed and hot.

In all the years they had known each other, in all the many hours they had spent logged on, Piroko had never known Largo to use any tactic more advanced than charging headlong into battle with a powerful weapon. Today though, he seemed to be showing restraint, she hadn't heard random gunfire all session, and not once had he started ranting about how much he 0wnz0r3d whatever NPC he had just blown to hell. This was making her hunting of him increasingly more difficult, for if he didn't reveal himself as he classically did, it became much harder for her to even locate the brash warrior.

'Could he have possibly figured out why I always beat him?' She wondered to herself, 'Is it possible that he has learned restraint?' She shook her head, banishing such foolish thoughts and making her long blond pigtails bounce. Largo was Largo, there was nothing complicated about that, he never changed. 'He must just be having an off day.' Piroko thought as she lowered her pistol and moved around the corner . . .

. . . straight into the sights of Largo's raised plasma rifle.

"Boo.." Largo said calmly, a confident smirk on his face.

Piroko was shocked, he had he gotten the drop on her! It wasn't supposed to happen like that, she was the one who always caught him, not the other way around. And his comment to her had been way to simplistic for the usual Largo, where was his rant about how she was going to "5uck pl4sm4"? And why hadn't he fragged her yet? What was wrong with him?

All of these thoughts raced around inside her head as Largo calmly backed her into a corner, his weapon never faltering from its trained position. Piroko gasped in surprise as her back hit the wall, she hadn't even been aware of the fact that she was retreating until that very moment. She looked down at her handgun nervously, knowing full well that as fast of a draw as she was, there was no way she would be able to bring it up and deliver a fatal wound before he fragged her.

He had finally done it, Largo had finally caught her and now he could do to her what she had been doing to him for years, show her what it was like to be fragged.

"Looks like I finally caught you Piroko, there's no escape." Largo said confidently. His charged plasma rifle was making her lose her cool, she was starting to lose control and let go of logic and reason. She needed to find a way to escape, and she needed to do so now. 'What can I do?!' she asked herself 'How can I possibly get away from him?' Piroko's thoughts became more and more hectic as she tried to find a way out, until at last she arrived upon a solution. It was risky, but it was her only chance. She just hoped Largo could forgive her afterwards.

Largo looked down at Piroko, confused. Never before had he seen her so nervous, she looked like she was actually sweating in the face of his weapon. Had he finally cracked through her tough exterior? Had he gotten her to lose her concentration as she did to him so often? His thoughts were interrupted however, when Piroko's panicked face changed to one of sly cunning. 'Now what is she so happy about' Largo wondered.

"I've figured out a way to escape you Largo." Piroko said, smiling.

"Oh really? And just what might that be?" Largo asked haughtily.

"I have a secret weapon that I have been waiting to use on you, I've been saving it for just such an occasion." Piroko's voice held an undertone of sensualness to it, and it made Largo pause, his finger loosening from its grip on the trigger of his rifle. He had to admit to himself, he was curious to see just what this "weapon" she had could do, and just how it was supposed to enable her to escape.

Suddenly, Piroko was right in front of him, to far inside the range of his rifle. When had she gotten there? His thought became panicky as he realized that he had let his guard down in his confusion and that she had capitalized on it. 'Now her pistol is going to come up and . . ." Largo's thoughts were cut off at the feeling of soft lips pressed firmly against his, and a tongue tracing the inner edge of his lips and then forcing its way inside to mesh with his own.

Largo sat in front of his computer, stunned, but he was not looking at the screen, his head had been forced to the side to look upon his life-long friend and decidedly male roommate, who was in the process of deeply kissing him. He felt Piro's tongue in his mouth, but he could do nothing, he was completely and utterly shocked at what was happening. And before he had time to gather his thoughts, Piro had already broken off their kiss and turned back to his computer.

"Ha, got away. I told you I had a secret weapon." Piro smiled. Largo shook his head quickly, then turned to look at his computer, seeing nothing but an empty hallway in his cross-hairs instead of the female form his friend usually played.

"You jerk!" Largo yelled as he wheeled his character around to try and locate his lost adversary, but the thought of that kiss still tingled at the back of his mind.

End Chapter 1

AN: Well, whaddya all think? Bet you didn't expect that now did you dodges thrown objects from enraged fans Hey I gave you all fair warning that it contained controversial content matter, I just didn't say exactly what as that would ruin the surprise of the fic Now I just hope that Fred and Rodney don't find this and ban me from MT forever!

Ja ne!

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