Oh gosh, I literally squealed when I realized I had a review, and then the pressure of actually writing this came up. I was like, ah! Are they still army freaks? Have they gotten breaks? Should it be in Snipers van? WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE A DATE?! I really really really hope this is good, cause I put three reallys to show how much I dedicated my time to this story, please like it Heaztiger!

Pairing: Medic/Sniper

Sniper glanced over at Medic, waiting for the perfect moment to speak. Medic had decided that his room was probably better than Snipers Van (Sniper begged to differ, but as soon as he opened the Van door, a rat came scampering out and Medic gave him the look). He went over some of the questions in his head, hoping that they would somehow result in him saying them. He didn't want to mess up this opportunity to impress Medic.

The man in question was currently going over files and what-not at his desk. Sniper took a breath and mustered up his courage, But Medic had beat him to it."I apologize, I didn't know I vould have so much paper vork" Medic looked up and smiled slightly in Snipers direction. He tensed, what the hell did he do now?

The first thought that came to his mind was a complement, but he dismissed that idea, he would seem creepy. The second thought was slightly better, offer to help, but Medic might think he was even more of a creeper with that one. He finally decided on, "Nah it's fine mate, take you time" He hoped he didn't sound to flirty, which was what he was ultimately going for.

"Ah, danke Sniper" Was the Medics reply. Sniper relaxed, but then went rigid again as Medic addressed him once more.

"That idiot Scout is going to kill himzelf from all ze garbage he conzumes!" Ah, so Medic was going over physicals. Sniper agreed wholeheartedly that the youngest member of RED was indeed going to kill himself from Bonk! rather than on the field.

"Your glasses complement your eyes" Sniper said suddenly, looking someplace over Medic's shoulder. "Oh, er danke" Medic said, smiling quizzically. "And I like your ass-essment of all the - situations that were in, you do it wonderfully - mate" This was going downhill fast, Sniper gulped as Medic surveyed him with a piercing gaze until - he started snickering. And then snickering turned into chortling, and then that turned into full blown laughter.

Sniper stared, bewildered, as Medic continued laughing, hunched over. "So, does this mean you ... aren't mad?" Sniper asked hesitantly, a few minutes later it seemed Medic had calmed down enough to look up at him and smile.

"Why vould I be mad?" Medic said, still chuckling. "Well ... I, kind of" Sniper was struggling with words. "Nein, I'm not mad" Medic reassured him. "Just amused"

"That's good mate, that's good" Sniper felt relived, Medic wasn't mad at him.

They'er faces were inching closer and closer. They were both staring intently at each other, waiting for one of them to make a move.

"Yo Doc'! I need a -" Scout had barged into the room but stopped quite suddenly, eyes wide. "Oh! Uh, sorry! I'll just uh, ha - ha! Leave now" He ran out of the room, but not before he caught Sniper's death glare and Medic's (almost) blushing face.

Oh noooooooooooeeeeeeeeees

That was really bad _ please don't hate me Heaztiger, It kinda strayed from your prompt, but I tried! It wasn't utter disaster at the end, but please like it :/

It's so hard to write this pairing, I hope you at least appreciate it, I had serious writers block even with your help -o-

I GOT FIVE REVIEWS! THREE STORIES MORE TO GO! (As you can tell, there was a pretty big time skip from when I started the story, ad when I finished it)

~ Your Creator