A/N:

So hey guys! My friend and I were like writing this RP on our tumblrs between Tommy and Irisa and a few people suggested that we post it as a fanfic. So thus I am posting it here.

I don't know if its crappy or whatever. But I hope you like it anyway 3 We're still continuing so expect updates! Rated M just to be sure – who knows what's going to happen in the future.

Title was inspired by the song 'Delicate' by Damien Rice

Irisa was avoiding Tommy like the Irathient plague. She refused to speak to him and would leave the room as soon as he entered. But being law keeper alongside him was proving to be a challenge.

She knew that he'd get attached to her – just a one time thing between two people in the heat of the moment. Irisa had convinced herself that the copulation was insignificant and would not be happening in the future.

Irisa knew that sooner or later he would confront her,yearning for an explanation. But she had told herself that she would not be willing to give one. What was done is done, and Irisa refused to make any further advances on the situation.

Irisa didn't like to get close to people. The only person she would ever let get close to her was Nolan, and now she was afraid she had lead Tommy in the wrong direction. She felt as if she had given Tommy candy and harshly snatched it away from him. Perhaps she felt somewhat remorseful for that, but she was adamant that she would take this no further than it had to go.

Currently Irisa was perched on the desk in the law keepers office; sharpening her throwing knives whilst waiting for Nolan to return. She heard the familiar creak of the door opening - not thinking anything of it. Expecting Nolan to waltz into the office Irisa yelled to whom she thought was her father. "If I knew you were going to take this long I would have sent out a search party!".

"I didn't think you cared too much about me since you've been avoiding me like the plague." Tommy said smiling at the fact that Irisa had him pegged as the wrong Law keeper. He stood behind her as she spun around, eyes wider than normal, obviously embarrassed. "Relax, I'm not going to tell anyone about anything. So it makes sense if you don't want to bring it up."

He put his rifle on the table and pulled a seat up across from the Irath, looking into her big eyes the way he always did. He wasn't so shocked that she was mute about their sexual encounter than had happened days ago. But that didn't mean he was happy about her being so stand offish. He decided to just chat, like they used to, before she literally jumped his bones.

"So Nolan isn't back yet? I talked to him a few hours ago." He had it in his mind Nolan was probably taking a 'lunch' break with Kenya at NeedWant. "Well I'm sure he's…busy in some fashion." Irisa threw him a look of disgust, knowing what he was hinting at. Tommy smiled and assured he was kidding. "He is probably still on call with Datak. Seriously. I'm sure he's not doing anything inappropriate while he's on duty." He smiled, knowing what he was insinuating.

She made no facial expression to indicate she recognized his joke, so he put it to rest. Harping on it wouldn't do him or her any favours. He picked up his gun again and cleaned it for a few moments before speaking again. "Got any leads we can check up on to pass the time till Nolan gets back?"

Irisa almost choked when she heard the voice calling out to her reply. He wasn't supposed to be here for at least another hour. She spun round from her position on the desk, staring wide eyed at the law keeper.

Her eyes followed him intently as he pulled a chair across from her, glaring at him the entire time. As he made a snide remark about her father; staring at him with a look of disgust plaguing her features, biting back an insult she'd prepared in her mind.

"No, I don't have any leads" Irisa spat with force in response to his question, concentrating on sharpening her knives again. What she had done a few days ago was rash and uncharacteristic. She was mentally kicking herself for doing such a thing.

Irisa looked up from her knives, noticing Tommy was staring at her. Irisa then launched one of her throwing knives across the room, skimming past his head into the wall behind him. She shrugged and feigned an innocent smile. "My knives are almost as small as…." she trailed off, knowing full well he knew what she was hinting at. Of course she was only teasing, but she wasn't going to tell him that.

At this point Irisa pulled herself off the desk situated in the centre of the room and stalked to the other side to retrieve her hailer and knife holster that she'd placed there earlier that day. When she had collected her items she turned around to move back to the desk when her eyes locked onto Tommy. Irisa was confused at this point and opened her mouth to speak. "What?!" was all she could muster.