Title: You Had Me at Hello

Title: You Had Me at Hello. Or Whatever.

Author: Ryoko no Shinigami

Warnings: Implied boy/boy relationship. Very mild language.

Pairings: 1x2

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Notes: This just came about from drinking a little too much sugary soda and listening to bad rock music while watching the first episodes of Gundam Wing. Which led to an irritating question that just wouldn't go away. It's totally pointless, but I had a good time thinking up weird phrases.

Disclaimers: Don't own 'em. All I have is a radio, a TV/VCR, a small library of anime videos, and a dog. And exactly $3.28 american. That's not even enough to buy a movie ticket and popcorn, so suing me is a real exercise in futility.

Dedication: To the voice in my head, Ryoko, for first asking the question, "What would Heero and Duo's pillow talk be like?"

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"Heero?"

"Hn?"

"You know that phrase, 'You had me at hello'?"

"Yes. What about it?"

"When we met…"

"Yes?"

"You never said hello."

Silence. Then,

"Well, we didn't exactly meet under the most amiable circumstances. In fact, you were pointing a gun at me, if I remember."

"Yeah, well I still think you could have said 'hello'. It's just common courtesy."

Heero rolled over to regard his partner.

"Would that have been before or after you started shooting at me? Or between shots? Or while I was diving for my gun? How about while I was falling through the air after shooting off the torpedoes?"

Duo grinned, "Well, you had a bit of time while Relena was standing up for you."

"Yeah. Can't you see it? 'Stop it! What do you want to shoot him for?' and then, 'Hi. My name's Heero, by the way. Feel free to shoot whenever."

Duo chuckled. "Perhaps I should have shot. Who would've known how much trouble she'd cause?"

"I could have told you. She had just left her own birthday party to follow me to a military base on the word-of-mouth that I might be there, after all. I could see it coming. But you didn't seem in the position to listen."

"So, what would the phrase be for us? 'You had me the first time I shot you twice'? 'You had me the first time I tried to kill you'?"

"How about, 'You had me the first time I jumped out of a hole you had just put in the fiftieth story of a hospital building and was so enamored of you I didn't open my parachute until it was too late'?"

"By the way, why the hell did you have to go and put your damn leg back into place for? I had nightmares for weeks because of that."

Heero glanced at the boy lying beside him. "You saw thousands of soldiers go to their doom and seeing one guy put his leg back together gave you nightmares for weeks?"

"Uh-huh."

"Hn. It was your fault, anyway."

"Huh? My fault? It was not! You're the one who didn't open the damn chute! How is it my fault?"

"It just is."

"What about Relena? She's the one who turned you over to them! And what about you, mister doesn't-open-his-damn-parachute-until-an-annoying-voice wakes-him-up? Of all the times to fall asleep…"

"You're the one who looked so damn cute I went into a trance just looking at you."

Duo wrinkled his nose, "I always thought that was the reason. Well, I guess I can thank Relena for interfering. That time."

Heero leaned over Duo and kissed him on the tip of his nose. "You really did have me at hello, you know."

"Or the first time I tried to kill you. Whatever."

"Right. Whatever."