The Eiffel Tower Part One

A/N: The first part is vanilla. The second part contains the lemons. Don't read past this first part if you're not looking for zest! Reviews and critique is appreciated (either as a PM or a review). Enjoy!

Pyro was feeling pretty roughed up from the recent match; BLU team had fought hard, and even though RED had good teamwork and communication, BLU ended up pulling out the win by the end. She decided to stop by the Medic's lab and get some medication to treat her aches and pains. Leaving the sleeping quarters, she made her way to Medic's lab and poked her head in,

"Hey Medic." Medic looked up from the chart he was reading and gave Pyro a small smile,

"Hello Pyro. Good to see you, how are you feeling after the match today?" Pyro rolled her shoulders and winced,

"That's what I wanted to talk with you about; do you have something mild I can take for some general aches and pains?" Medic put down his paperwork and went to a nearby cabinet. Opening the door he absentmindedly muttered to himself as he brushed a finger across each of the bottles until coming to the one he wanted. He gestured Pyro over to him, and she joined his side and gave a quizzical look at the murky purple liquid inside a glass bottle.

"What's this? Is it safe?" Medic's face broke out into a grin,

"It is indeed safe, so long as you don't wander off the premises of the base after you ingest it." Pyro nodded, clutching the bottle tightly in her hand after Medic handed it to her. His expression became serious for a moment,

"Whatever you decide to do with this medicine, do NOT tell me about it afterwards, do you understand?"

"But why?" Pyro was confused. Medic gave an exasperated sigh,

"Because I don't need to know, nor do I want to know. As the RED Medic, I've already seen and heard enough from our teammates to last three lifetimes." Pyro felt a chill down her spine, but she steeled herself and moved towards the door she'd came through. Turning back to the Medic, who had resumed his study of various charts and graphs at his desk, she said,

"Thanks Medic. I solemnly swear to keep my word." With that, Pyro went back to her room, downed the small bottle of medicine, and snuggled into bed to take a nap.

Sometime later, Pyro awoke in bed and it took her a moment to remember that she'd taken a nap after the match that day. She looked out the window, but couldn't tell what time of night it was, or if it was nighttime at all. She got out of bed and stretched her muscles before taking a sip of water from the bottle next to her bed. She didn't "feel" any different, and she wondered if Medic had made a mistake with which bottle he'd given her. She was just about to step outside her room when she heard a knock at the door. RED Scout greeted her as she opened the door,

"Hey Py. Medic told me to tabs on you, so I brought a friend along too." He stepped to the side and she saw that BLU team's Scout had somehow smooth talked his way into the RED base. BLU Scout winked at Pyro and gave her a smirk,

"Hey Sweet Cheeks, you look even bettah when you're not all bundled up in your suit. Mind if we join you?" Pyro numbly nodded and opened the door to let the Scouts inside. RED Scout made himself comfortable on the plush armchair in one corner of the bedroom, while BLU Scout grabbed Pyro's hand and tugged her onto the bed with him. She obliged him, and BLU Scout sat behind her and began to gently rub her neck and shoulders as he spoke softly to her,

"So RED over there said he's going to keep an eye on you for the Doc's sake huh? I don't mind there being an audience if you're okay with it?" Pyro looked over her shoulder towards BLU,

"That's fine. You guys didn't make a bet about this did you?" She knew how mischievous each Scout was, even more so when they were in the same space. RED spoke up from across the small room,

"Nah Py. Where's the fun in that? We're here to help YOU feel better, not to stroke our own….egos." BLU stiffled a laugh,

"Way to be obvious RED. No wonder you wanted my "help" pal." Pyro took the brush from the nightstand and handed it over her shoulder,

"Since you're back there, mind brushing my hair? I hate how messy my hair gets after being stuffed into my suit all day." RED Scout snatched some hair elastics from the dresser and handed them to BLU,

"Surely your Ma taught you how to braid hair right?" BLU rolled his eyes,

"Of course she did. My Ma has standards." RED resumed his position on the armchair and pulled out a beat up notepad from his back pocket and a stubby pencil from behind his ear,

"Keep your hands where I can see 'em BLU, til I'm done this drawing of you two, got it?"

"Yeah yeah, I will. Don't get your undies all bunched up." RED scoffed,

"Unlike some people, I don't WEAR undies. I hate havin' extra layers." With that, RED took off his shirt, socks, and shoes, and began doodling. BLU ignored the other Scout and continued braiding Pyro's hair, occassionally asking her to hand him an elastic, or whether he was braiding too tightly.

"Hmm nn. It feels nice actually. Your hands I mean. They're warm and firm and….I like it." BLU couldn't help but grin,

"Oh yeah?" He finished the braid and held up a small hand mirror he'd fished out of the drawer of the nightstand, angling the mirror so Pyro could get a better look,

"Aww! It looks so nice! Thanks Scout!" she gently fingered the braid before giving BLU a tight hug and inadvertently pushing him down onto the bed. The other Scout loudly coughed,

"I'm still over here you know. I can't say I mind the view of my girl on you BLU, but you're not havin' her all to yourself pal." Pyro quickly removed herself from atop the Scout and pulled him to a seated position. She gestured to RED Scout,

"So come sit with us. Stop brooding in the corner over there." BLU snorted and Pyro lightly nudged him in the ribs. RED rolled his eyes but joined the other two on the bed, and both Scouts regarded each other briefly before glancing at Pyro. RED was the first to speak,

"So uh….we both got cans of BONK, you wanna do it?" BLU facepalmed,

"Is that your best tag line? Dude we are SCREWED, and not in a fun way." He pulled Pyro closer to him and whispered something that turned Pyro's face the color of her suit.

"You want to do WHAT? What the hell is that?!" BLU Scout clamped a bandaged hand over Pyro's mouth,

"Jeez Firebug! You're gonna wake up BOTH teams if you yell like that. I'm sayin' that RED here wants to please you, he asked me to help, and I said yea, so long as you were okay with it." Pyro considered the offer for several minutes, in which time both Scouts had left the comfort of the bed and haphazardly arranged themselves on the armchair. Finally Pyro spoke up,

"Let's do this."