Know we don't have many readers for this one but I still gotta have a shout out. Lady Lily Anne wrote about a third, of this story as an outline and I just expanded on it. I think she did a great job since I managed to make myself laugh a few times while filling in the blank spaces, which is something I love to have happen.

Anywho, hope you enjoy our little guilty pleasure here, and have a great weekend!

Heero Yuy found himself staring blankly at his dorm room's ceiling, yet that was not really anything new, rather it was the thoughts that were occupying his mind that had him at a complete loss.

He had accepted the mission of White Day from his mischievous roommate after a few moments of confusion, yet at the time he had not exactly known what it was.

Not that he was any closer at the moment to finding answers to this baffling turn of events.

Asking his 'classmates' had led to two furiously blushing and giggling girls, who reminded him disturbingly of Relena, and an odd expression of pity from a fellow male.

His honest sigh of 'You poor bastard' had been as off putting as his sympathetic pat on Heero's back as he walked away whilst shaking his head in commiseration.

This turn of events had left Heero with a dreadful sense of foreboding and that of being far in over his head.

Finally giving in on the human element of reconnaissance Heero had resorted to Google, and much to his disdain had acquired his answer.

Giving a gift in return, worth three times as much as the gift received? Was it a matter of three times the value or three times the amount? Or three times the effort?

He sighed in exasperation as he considered the simple fact that dealing with women, namely Relena and Duo, dragged more emotion out of him in a day than he had to deal with in years.

After a moments thought he decided to simply triple the number of pieces of chocolate that had been given to him. God knows Duo didn't care much about quality unless it was related to firearms or high explosives regardless. So that meant he had to make thirty pieces of edible chocolate in less than a month. And he couldn't buy it from a store, too many people had access to it thus risking poison. Which left him with no choice but making it himself.

"This will not end well," he muttered.

Sometimes, most times, Heero Yuy hated being right, it was the end result of being an unrepentant realist and he unfortunately had little experience being wrong on the subject.

Because low and behold, true to his words, it did not end well at all.

Five hours after accepting his current mission the closest kitchen to the dorms had been commandeered by Heero for his first practice attempts.

To say those attempts led to charcoal chocolate and explosions splattered across the ceiling of the kitchen would be generous at best. It was a good thing that no one had known of his presence in said kitchen, otherwise he might have had to clean it all up himself, which honestly would have most likely led him to simply burn the house down for expediencies sake. Thankfully all he had to do was remove any DNA evidence while simply leaving the mess behind, hoping that no one outside the maid would notice.

They were a messy class, she never did notice, and that is why you actually pay the help what they're worth.

Cheapskates, really what are they even thinking?

Regardless, three weeks of exploding chocolate and a permanently stained ceiling later, Heero had finally managed to accomplish what he was beginning to think of as impossible.

How was it that destroying Leos worth multi-billions was easier than making chocolate in the end? He had no idea and truthfully did not want an answer.

On top of that somehow, without any input from Duo or himself, Heero's unsupervised exploits in the kitchen had led to the creation of a new school myth; that of a girl who had committed suicide for being rejected on Valentine's Day, and haunted that particular kitchen for the entire month up until White Day every year.

Heero of course remained oblivious to this myth, up until Duo connected the dots a few years later and went into hysterics over it, much to his dismay. Thus was the price one paid for being best friends with the God of Death who happened to also be a complete juvenile when it came to humor.

Despite all pressures against said creation though, Heero had made the chocolate, now all that was left was packaging and decoration. Much as he wanted to just shove it all into a random box and call it a day, the thought of the mocking he would endure from Duo forced him to think up how to make it pretty. If only to remind her of that cute violet dress she wore just for him.

No it wasn't cute, it was annoying.

Shut. Up. Brain.

So a trip to the mall it was, and he soon found himself staring at the marble and glass effigies in confusion before a sense of dread ran down his spine.

Oh hell, Red Alert.

"Heero! Where are you? I know you're here, why are you hiding from me?!"

The Wing pilot ducked into the closest, most cluttered store in the mall trying to hide from that pink menace. He should have known that if he wasn't disguising himself thoroughly, that she would find him.

Look natural. That was the key.

It was a clothing...no..fabric store, and that didn't help him in the slightest.

"Of course I'm in Japan there couldn't be a gun store I could duck into, only pretty frilly lace and silk..."

He was so out of his league right now, yet hearing Relana's increasingly irritated cries he shuffled further down the aisles trying to look interested.

"Are you looking for something specific young man?"

Heero would never admit it, but the very overweight nearsighted woman who seemed to materialize by his side very nearly made him screech in panic.

Thankfully he was a professional, thank you very much.

"I'm looking for something to wrap a present for my friend, it is for...White Day..."

The creepy woman smiled in turn, "Oh? What is she to you?"

"Annoying," he spat out at once, before tilting his head to the side, "and...endearing... I do not know how to describe it further. I do not...dislike her..."

The woman chuckled at that while gesturing to fabrics behind her, "And what does your annoying yet endearing friend look like?"

Heero's brows furrowed at that.

What did that matter to the mission? Sighing he closed his eyes and took in a deep breath before responding, "Violet eyes, brown hair, slight frame, cheeky grin, and...she's just...nice..."

The fat woman smiled a moment, a motion that made her look like a toad if Heero were to be honest, before gesturing beside her towards a rack of ribbons.

"Anything here remind you of her?"

Heero was about to turn away, confidant that Relena had finally left the area when he paused, noticing a length of violet ribbon trimmed with elegant white lace.

For some reason it screamed 'Duo' to him, only thing it was missing was bullet prints across it's surface.

"Yes, I'd like a yard of that, and..."

"And?" The woman replied in kind.

"And...do you have any pastel purple boxes that could hold a few dozen chocolates?"

Really though, why not? If he was going to buy a present and avoid Relena all at once, why not take advantage of the situation?

Duo, despite her antics, hadn't actually expected much of a response from Heero. Really, why would any woman expect anything from a freaking Terminator, regardless of how cute he was being all super soldiery and the like.

"Huh..." Duo quirked a brow at that thought as she tilted her head to the side, "I think he's cute when he's all murderous? Well...find out something new about yourself every day I suppose..."

All that being said, when the door opened and Heero stepped in Duo had to immediately shout out, "Just because you're murderous doesn't mean your cute!"

The look on her buddies face made it completely worth it.

Heero froze in mid motion and tilted his head to the side in confusion before replying, "O...k... I have your White Day gift ready, if that is acceptable?"

Well damn, she hadn't actually expected him to go through with it...or even know what it had been about to begin with. Did he use Google too? Wait...what did it matter? Gah, pointless thoughts!

A flummoxed moment later she muttered "Well he's the perfect soldier after all so I shouldn't be surprised..." and hopped off her bed to accept the offered gift.

It was a purple box wrapped in a ribbon that was...the exact same shade as her eyes, Duo glanced towards Heero who looked a bit nervous so she decided to unwrap the ribbon gently and placed it in her pocket for later. If it ended up becoming a hair tie at some point no would say anything about it.

Or else.

Plucking the lid off the box Duo let out a laugh as she snatched one of the chocolates held within and tossed it into her mouth, grinning she turned back to Heero while grinning brightly.

"Dude Hershey Kisses would have been fine, you didn't need to make these for me."

Heero shrugged in return before glancing to his side, "You went out of your way, and so I went out of mine. I returned the favor."

"And the ribbon?"

Heero froze, then glanced at Duo while shifting about uncomfortably a moment before responding, "It reminded me of you..."

Duo, still chewing chocolates smiled widely before leaning in and kissing Heero's cheek lightly, "That's adorable, don't ever stop that, seriously. We need adorable boys being adorable, it's what makes the world go round."

With that Duo snatched up the remaining box of chocolates and bounced back down the hall while Heero touched his still moist cheek. Eventually he muttered "All right then," and decided it was time to go run a diagnostic on Wing.

Weapons Diagnostics made far more sense than women regardless, which was an oddly comforting thought.