A Match Made In A Frozen Hell

Oracle Thunder

Disclaimer: I don't own squat. I have no money. I am a broke ass bitch.

Summary: What happens when a Shadow demon and a cybernetic ninja play cupid? May make longer if I get positive reviews (even just one!)

Goal 1: Alone Time

Frost eyes the bulletin board stunned. Her mouth hanging open in abject amazement at what she is reading. She frowns and stamps her foot. The woman rips the sheet of paper off the bulletin board. "Sifu!" she screams. Frost storms down the hall towards the Grandmaster's office. She doesn't slow down as she comes to the door and, to show just how pissed she is, she kicks the door open.

Inside the office, Sub-zero puts the phone down quickly. "Frost?" he asks cautiously. Sub-zero looks at Frost's wide eyes and her heaving chest. Reigning his attention under control, he stands from his seat. "Can I help you?" he asks.

Frost breaths deeply and gets her temper under control, at least temporarily. "Yeah you can help me. I want to know who the hell posted this note on the bulletin board in the mess hall," she demands as she hands him a flyer.

Sub-zero looks warily at the note, respectful of anything that could anger the woman so much. The flyer reads:

To All It May Concern:

Due to my pregnancy the Lin Kuei will be moving

back to China. Sorry for any inconvenience this may cause.

On behalf of my husband, myself and our baby

Thank you

Frost and Sub-zero

Sub-zero frowns at the paper and looks back to Frost. The poor Grandmaster unfortunately has a blond moment. "Why would they sign your name first?"

Frost's eyes widen and she goes dangerously rigid.

Realizing he just pissed the girl off, Sub-zero quickly tries to redirect her attention. "I'm sure we'll find the author of this joke soon. Now let's think of who could do this," he suggests.

Frost reigns her temper in. "It could be just about anybody," she admits. She looks down at her hands thoughtfully. "If I had to say it was anyone I'd say it was Sareena or Smoke."

"Impossible," Sub-zero answers quickly.

"Oh? Why is it so impossible? Because it's them or because I came up with it?" Frost challenges him.

"I didn't say that!" the Grandmaster exclaims.

Frost shrugs and turns aside. "It was implied," she retorts.

"Would you stop putting words in my mouth?"

Crouching by the door, with their ears pressed against the wood, Smoke and Sareena don't need to strain to hear the conversation.

"I didn't think it would get this kind of a reaction," Sareena grumbles as Frost yells again. "Why the hell is she so upset?"

"I suppose it is rather humiliating," Smoke answers in normal volume since Sub-zero's yells are plenty to hide his voice. "The Lin Kuei are already making jokes about their relationship and here you are posting such silly notes. "

"Well you said he needs to get laid," Sareena defends herself.

"I said he needed to relax. You are the one who took it to mean sex," Smoke says. "What was the purpose of the note by the way?"

"To get her into his office," she answers.

Smoke looks at her.

"Alone," she clarifies.

Inside the office, Frost and Sub-zero stare each other down.

"Would you stop it? I never said anything about your ideas," he tells her.

"No you never say anything," Frost agrees. The Grandmaster turns away to examine the note again. "Because you're too busy with Sareena," she grumbles.

Sub-zero whips back to her. "What was that?" he demands.

"You are always with her! I'm your student and I swear to god you haven't spent so much as an hour training me since..." she draws off. Frost winces, knowing where this is headed.

"Since what?" he demands, catching her grimace. "Since what Frost? Since you stabbed me in the back and stole my medallion," he shouts.

Sareena stands up and cracks her back. "It is strange to hear him yelling though. He's so calm, so cold. I thought nothing would get to him," she admits.

Smoke stands. "Only Frost ever gets a rise from him," he confesses.

Sareena's eyes sparkle mischievously. "Oh really?"

Smoke looks at her, and then chuckles as he gets her meaning. "Is that why you chose her?"

Sareena shakes her head, seriously. "No that's why he chose her."

Back inside the office the ice Lin Kuei are still yelling at each other. Neither the Grandmaster nor his student want to be the one who backs down first.

"Why? Everyone knows your screwing her!" Frost screeches.

Sub-zero bites his lip to keep from yelling back. He breathes deeply. "Frost I'm going to ask you to be silent while I think," he tells her slowly, softly.

"Or what?" Frost asks.

Sub-zero steps close to her. "I'm asking you now. Be quiet."

Frost crosses her arms, raises her face defiantly and walks to the seat in front of the desk. She doesn't say a single word as she sits in a chair and watches her Grandmaster.

Sub-zero turns away from her. He runs a hand through his graying hair as he begins to think.

Outside the door Sareena frowns. "I think we may have to resort to more desperate measures," she remarks.

Smoke frowns, or does his best impression of doing so. "I told you getting them together would be difficult," he reminds her.

"Yes, but I thought he would be a little more receptive. He looks her over enough when he thinks no one is watching," Sareena mutters. "You would think with her rushing in there, breathing heavy and color in her face he would at least be tempted."

Smoke shakes his head and asks, "So what now?"

Sareena turns from the door. "Back to square one for now," she says as she heads back to her room.