The beautiful city of Ilios was currently a warzone, as two teams fought over an objective in the middle. The shimmering greenish-blue of the ocean was somewhat offset by the deep crimson red of blood, staining the pure, untouched, white of the buildings. Lucio hopped back and forth excitedly, waiting for the doors to open. This was their third try to capture this point, one had succeeded, one had failed. They couldn't sustain another attack, so it was down to this, all or nothing. Lucio was pumped and ready to go. He looked around at his team. McCree nodded to him, Winston adjusted his glasses and gave a thumbs-up, Reinhardt waved at him with a hearty laugh, and Tracer gave a small salute. However, he looked at D-va, and rather than acknowledge him, she quickly looked away, focusing at the far wall. Lucio remembered how earlier that day, when they first worked together, he had said, "D-Va in the flesh, woo! Can I get your autograph?" "Only if I can get yours, too. I love your new album." D-Va had done the same thing then too, looking away. This time though, he noticed her blushing before she did. Lucio had had plenty of run-ins with love, not enough to make him a professional, but enough to know that something was up. He didn't have time to think more about it, as the doors opened and he focused on the fight to come. "Oh yeah!"

Lucio walked out of the shower with a towel around his waist. He was exceedingly happy; they had won that final round, securing the objective for Overwatch. He was still really sore, but the sweet balm of victory soothed his several bullet wounds. Lucio decided he was going to go get a massage in Ilios while they were here; once a mission was over, Winston usually gave them a couple days of leave before moving to the next mission. Lucio decided, however, that the massage would have to wait. First, he was going to try and get a girl. He went to his room, dressed, and grabbed something before going out. In the hallway, he saw Hana walking back to her room. 'Okay, think of something to say, think of something to say…'

"Uh, hey."

Hana turned around. "Hi."

"Um, about that autograph?"

"Oh, uh, sure. You got something to write on?"

"Well, actually, I brought this." Lucio presented a poster with D-Va on it, blasting an omnic to bits while drinking an energy drink, one she recognized as a limited supply poster, with only 2000 ever made.

"Woah, where'd you get that?"

"I spent a lot of the money I've earned on my city, but I kept a little for myself. I bought it off some guy." He said, with no lack of red in his cheeks.

D-Va signed it happily.

"Love, D-Va."

"So, now I uphold my end." He handed her a copy of Lucio's album, with a note on it. It read, "I.O.U. one autographed album."

"This one is autographed, but I have a new album in the works, and I promise as soon as it's finished I'll get you one, before it comes out in stores."

"That would be awesome, thanks!"

"D-Va-"

"Please, call me Hana."

"Sorry, Hana, would you, uh, like to go get something to eat?"

D-Va's eyes widened.

"J-just the two of us?"

"Yeah. It'll be fun."

"Sure."

TIME LAPSE

"-and then he said, "You should enjoy the classics, like Hasselhoff!" He said in a highly exaggerated German accent. D-Va started dying with laughter, wearing a stylish skirt and a leather jacket. They were eating in a local Mediterranean restaurant, which was every restaurant, and they were having a good time. Their plates were left half full, as neither of them expected the huge proportions of the food. Lucio and D-Va wiped a tear or two from their eyes.

"Okay, but like, who even is, Hasselhoff!?"

"I honestly didn't know until today. I humored him and figured it was some old violinist or something. I checked, and he wasn't quite as old as I expected, but still almost 100 years ago at this point.

"Oh my God! How can anyone listen to anything that old!?"

"I don't know, ask the big guy, I'm sure it'd go well. If by well, you mean you'll get a hour long lecture about what "true music" is."

"So, a lot of people know me for a lot of different things. When did you hear about me?"

"Oh man, I've been watching your streams forever. I was an early donor, one of the first 10,000 followers."

"Really!? Ya know, you don't really strike me as a videogame kind of guy."

"Eh, they can be fun. Besides, a guy can have a lot of hobbies. For example, I like Hockey, Music, of course, and Knitting."

"You knit!?"

"No." Lucio said dully. Both burst into laughter.

Hana giggled some more, than both of them drew in a big breath.

"Hey listen…" D-Va began as Lucio sipped some water.

"... This was fun, I'm glad we did it."

"Maybe, we could do it again?"

"That depends."

"On?"

"Was this a date?" Hana was watching him closely.

Lucio thought for a moment, sighed, then said, "I'd be lying if I said that that wasn't my intention."

D-Va smiled.

"So, Hana Song, a.k.a. D-Va, Queen of Gaming and Total Reckage, would you be my girlfriend?"

"I'll consider it." She said slyly.

"Hey, good enough for me."

"So, Maestro Supreme, what are we doing next?"

"Well, it might be a bit soon and fast-paced, but I was planning on going to the beach tomorrow. The water looks so clear and beautiful. Wanna come with?"

Hana stood, grabbed the small purse she carried, and said, "I think we can do that. Besides, I like fast-paced." She winked at him, gave him a quick peck on the cheek, then walked out. Lucio sat frozen, face like a tomato.

"Well, I think that went well." Lucio said to himself as he stroked his cheek where her kiss had met him. A waitress came up to him and told him in Greek, "You'll still have to pay for that." Gesturing to the whole table. "Hunh. Damn it."