There once was this peasant girl by the name of...Relena who lived on a farm in the Country of Sanq. She loved riding her horse and stalking a farm boy who worked there, who went by the name of....Heero, although she never addressed him by his name. She loved ordering him around, as if he was a servant to her Vice Foreign Minister...er...Princess.

"Farm boy, could you varnish my horse's saddle?"

"Roger That."

'Roger That' was all he ever said to her.....making a very antisocial farm boy, if I do say so myself. In fact, he was better suited to become a perfect soldi-...never mind.

"Farm boy, could you send these invitations to all my friends...please?"

"Roger That."

What she didn't realize for a long time was that every time he said 'Roger That', he really meant 'I'm going to kill you'.

"J," Heero said warningly, shaking his head back and forth slowly as Trowa smirked beside him.

Fine, fine. What he really meant was 'I want to Stalk you'.

"Doctor J!"

Alright, already. What he was really saying was 'I love you' in his antisocial, silent-as-stone way. Are you happy now! Well, anyway, she realized that she kinda wanted to stal-she loved him back, that is.

"Farm boy, could you hand me that dish?"

"Roger That..."he whispered as he handed it to her, his head held low.