AN,

Hi guys! I know I've been coming out with a lot of stories lately but I am utterly in love with these wonderful books my Cassandra Clare. So here is my disclaimer which I am ONLY putting in this chapter because honestly, I'll probably forget to put it in all the others so here it goes, this is for all my future chapters, by the way;

I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY(unless I made them up), I DO NOT OWN THE PLOT(well besides the one for this specific fanfic)AND I DO NOT OWN THE BOOKS *sniff**wipestears*

There we go! This is my first Mortal Instruments fanfic so be easy please!! I know The Mortal Instruments series is in third person but bear with me, I'm terrible at writing in third person.

My eyes locked onto my prey. Blond haired, golden eyed. My fist came out quickly, lashing out into his chest. He easily caught it and turned my body around, slamming me against the mat. I twisted his arm around till he was forced to let go, I used that and flipped backwards, away from the man. A dangerous smirk played on his lips. In a second, I felt my body collide with the mat again, and before I could register what exactly was going on, I was once again in the air. I realized that quickly and turned my body so my feet were now against the wall. I didn't hesitate a second, allowing my feet to push of the wall. I turned in a 360 degress circle and landed a flying kick at this middle of his shirt. He fell back with an 'uff'. I grinned in triumph and waited for my prey to get back up. In a blur, the man was behind me and holding me by the neck. I put my hands backwards onto his shoulders and flipped behind him. The man was quicker though, his arms were wrapped around my waist and I was thrown into the wall. I grunted,

"You know...you could be a bit more gentle." I said, rubbing the back of my neck.

"This isn't Chinese acrobats." Jace said with a smirk.

"I was just trying to get away from your death grip."

"You could have elbowed me in the gut, then turned and knee me into the jaw."

"Well sorry I didn't think of that, Mr. Know-It-All."

Jace grinned, "Any time, student."

My nose scrunched up, just like it did when I was angry, and I leaped onto Jace. Knocking him to the ground, "Not so smart now, are ya?"

Jace smiled innocently, he gently placed his hands on my shoulders, then in a second his grip tightened, and he flipped us. I was now laying underneath him, his knee's on both side of me.

"What did you say?" he mocked, I wrapped my arms around his neck, and just when I was going to bring his head down to kiss me, he was ripped off of me, being held up in the air.

"This is training for fighting. Not...anything else.." Simon said. Jace growled,

"Put me down, leech. Before I shove a stake through your chest."

"Simon!" I exclaimed, jumping to my feet and wrapping my arms around his neck. Simon dropped Jace to the ground and hugged me back, "Where were you?!"

"I had to go down to Vermont to take care of some business."

I nodded, letting go of Simon, "When did you get back?"

"Just now. I came here first."

"You left without telling anyone! Not even Isa-" Just then, Isabelle walked through the door,

"I thought I heard--oh. It's you." Isabelle said flatly then turned on her heel and left the room.

"You should go take care of her. She was really worried."

Simon sighed and nodded, giving me another hug, he left the room. When I turned to Jace, he was glaring angrily at the spot Simon just walked through, "That bloodsucker really pisses me off." he grumbled.

"Be nice!" I scolded. Jace looked at me,

"Maybe I don't want to be nice."

I crouched down, "Not even to me?" Jace scooted closer, knocking me on my back. He hovered above me, lowering his head so his lips were at my ear,

"You're an exception." he whispered, his minty breath tickling my neck. Chills spread through my body, goose bumps rising on my arms. I lifted Jace's head and crushed my lips with his, not being able to resist any longer.

"Are my lips that irresistible?" he mumbled.

"You have no idea."

I took that as a chance to open my mouth, allowing his tongue in. Just as I was going to deepen the kiss even more, my stomach rumbled, just like it had been doing all day. I groaned, trying to ignore it, but Jace chuckled and grabbed my hand.

"Let's go get you some food." he said and led me to the kitchen. "What would you like to eat, your highness?" Jace asked. I smiled and rolled my eyes,

"Tacos?" I asked, Jace grinned,

"You're wish is my command."

I laughed, "Oh shut up."

I started slicing the onions, then the tomatoes, Jace was cooking the meat, "If Isabelle was here, we would have to wear gas masks."

I laughed but it was quickly cut off by Isabelle, she pointed her manicured finger at Jace, "I heard that!"

"Damn." he sighed sarcastically, "I thought you were to preoccupied with the Mosquito."

Isabelle's eyebrows furrowed, "What makes you say that?"

"Well for one, your shirt is backwards. Two, your make-ups messed up. Three, your hair's screwed up." Jace paused, "Shall I go on?"

Isabelle narrowed her eyes, "Don't act innocent here! I've seen the bruises you've left on our once innocent Clary."

My cheeks immediately reddened, "T-Those are from training!"

Isabelle smirked, "Excuses, excuses." she said, walking away with a wave of her hand.

Jace was turned, smiling at me. The ground beef in the tortilla shells already, "Why are you all red?" he asked smiling, "I'm not that embarrassing."

"That?"

Jace sighed, "You're right. I'm not embarrassing at all!" I laughed, bringing the chopped tomatoes and onions to the counter.

"Oh of course not!"

Jace opened his mouth to speak but Alec came running in, "You guys aren't dressed yet?"

My eyebrows furrowed, my mouth full of taco, "What do you mean?" I managed to get out.

"We're going hunting tonight...?"

"Oh...right right!" I said, when I looked at Jace, he was working his way on to his fifth taco. My eyes widened,

"By the Angel, Jace!"

He turned to me, his eyes confused, "What?"

"Have you been that hungry?"

Jace nodded then turned to Alec, "When are we leaving?"

"15 minutes. If you guys aren't ready, we're leaving without you." he said and walked away.

"Oh Clary!" I heard Isabelle say in a sing-song voice. I looked at Jace with worried eyes,

"I'm not here." I whispered, then got out of my seat and ran for my bedroom. To my surprise, Simon was standing outside my bedroom door, wearing his 'Pro-Gamer' shirt. I sighed in relief,

"Oh thank the Angel! Isabelle's after me for the Pandemonium and she's going to f--wait! What are you doing?! Put me down!" Simon slung me over his shoulder and carried me to Isabelle's room,

"Sorry. Girlfriend's orders."

"But I'm your best friend! Traitor!"

Simon chuckled, "But she promised me--"

"I don't want to know, Simon." I said, shuddering at the image of what Isabelle promised him. He dropped me off on Isabelle's bed, then winked and left the room. Isabelle came in a bit later with an evil grin and a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Jace's POV

I leaned against the elevator door. I'm still not completely OK for Clary to be going out on these with us...but I can't really deny the fact that Clary is alsoa shadow-hunter. But the thing that makes me the most uneasy is knowing that tonight, if it's a male demon, Clary's the bait. My head turned towards the noise of heels clicking against the wooden floor. Laughter floated down the hall, but I swear my heart skipped a beat when I saw that flash of red hair. Clary was wearing skin tight jeans, with long heels. Her shirt was a black leather halter-top that reached to half of her stomach. She had on a black leather jacket that was left un-zipped. Her hair was pulled back with her bangs pushed up with a pin. Smoky black eyeshadow was on her eyes followed by a long streak of eyeliner that made her resemble a cat. A really sexy cat. Red lip-stick was applied on her lips to top it off.

Alec smiled and closed my jaw.

She strode over to me, smiling, "How do I look?" she asked, spinning around.

I gulped, "Beautiful." Once I was able to think straight, I shook my head, "Dressed like that, you'll get jumped on the spot. And I'll feel sorry for the guy that'll be sitting in the ER with a shattered jaw."

"Oh loosen up! She looks hott." Isabelle laughed, then grabbed Simon's hand and walked into the elevator.

"We'll meet you guys there." I said, once the elevator was gone, I turned to my girlfriend, trapping her between the wall and my body, "You're going to have to borrow these clothes again." I whispered.

"I take it you like them?" I love them.

I smirked and nodded, "But this time..." I said, closing the distance between us, "It'll be only for me." I bent down to kiss Clary on the lips. Our kiss soft and gentle at first, but turned hard and quick. Her tongue had traced my bottom lip, causing my mouth to immediatly open. I took her tongue and wrapped myself around it. Her arms pulled me closer, and my hands pushed our bodies tighter. Clary pulled back, then erupted into laughter. I looked at her questioningly,

"...What?"

"I never...thought..I would see...Jace Lightwood...with lipstick on!"

I looked at the mirror and chuckled, "Don't I look even more sexy? I think it really brings out my eyes."

Clary breathed, whiping the tears with her finger, "Come on.." she breathed, "Let's go clean up."

When we got into the bathroom, she wetted a washcloth and tossed it to me, cleaning her lipstick up as well. Then she reached into her back and applied more. I whiped the red lipstick off my face, my cheeks, and my chin.

I felt my phone vibrate, checking it, I found that it was from Isabelle,

What's taking you so freakin' long! It's a male Vankinen demon and you know what that means.

"You're on for tonight."

Clary looked at me, "Huh?"

"It's a male Vankinen."

Clary smiled, "Don't get too jealous." she said with a smile, then grabbing my hand, we made our way to the night-club.

God, how I love this girl.