He watched the bodies moving around him in circles with his back leaning against the bar. The stench of sweat, lust, and alcohol filled the air. He was used to these kinds of environments, but no matter how many times he entered the loud, noisy club, the place never ceased to disorient him. The thought of so many people from different homes, families and communities gathering in one place to entertain themselves, always seemed to amuse him in a peculiar way. Usually he would be looking for a fine lady to take home with him, but now he was too busy looking for the person he had been watching for the past hour.

And that's when he found her, the girl who couldn't have been any older than his 23 year old self. She was leaning against the bar opposite to his side of the room. By the way she was standing he could tell she was exhausted, having been dancing for a while now.

The girl being mentioned couldn't possibly be described as anything other than beautiful, breathtakingly beautiful. Despite the tight clothes and considerable makeup, she looked to be the most natural thing in the room. She had a small, petite figure covered with gorgeous silky white skin. She was dressed in a black sequined bodycon dress that reached about mid-thigh. Underneath the dress'es straps she wore a white old fashioned collared shirt, with puffed sleeves. He slim legs were covered with thin black tights, and her feet bore the sexiest black boots ever to worn by man kind. But her hair, "oh dear god her hair", he thought. Flaming tendrils of frizzy red hair that reached just above her slim waist.

He couldn't see her face from where he stood but from what he could tell, it was as beautiful as he might imagine.

He needed to talk to her, or at least be near her, see what color her eyes were, feel how soft her pretty pink lips were. There was just something about that girl that drew him to her, by the way she moved, by the way she held herself, by the way she laughed moving her head and flipping her flaming hair over her shoulder in the process.

He quickly composed himself, gaining back his arrogant and confident posture he prided himself on having. He sauntered over to where she was leaning against a bar stool with a drink in her hand. Smirk in place, he glided over to wear she stood and leaned in close to the side of her head,"Care to dance?", he asked her in his most seductive tone. She turned her head to look at him, and he had to fight the gasp that was bound to escape his lips. She was even more prefect up close, which shouln't have been possible. Her wide eyes were green, a shade of green so emerald like he would have thought he was staring at one his mom's fancy rings. Those gorgeous eyes of her's, framed by fine coppery eyelashes, were painted with sexy black eyeshadow, which really didn't do him justice.

"Ahhhhh I see where this is going, you turn on your man charm, lure me into dancing with you, then take my back home to fulfill your sexual desires, but guess what buddy I'm really not feeling it right now, so if you could just walk away to someone else and woo them with your charms, then you would really make my day."

He had been too mesmerized by her angelic voice to focus on what she was actually saying, but then her words began to sink in. He blinked, the one woman he was truly interested in turned him down, which did not do much to boost his ego. He quickly regained his composure and smirked at her,"Wow slow down there fire, all i'm asking for is one dance, then if you really want me to I swear i'll leave you alone."

She pretented to think for a while then slowly a devilish green spread across her features,"Ok goldie, one dance but that's it." She offered him her hand and he took it, leading her to the throng of bodies on the dance floor.

She wrapped her hands around his shoulders leaving a fair distance between them, but he wouldn't have it, he pulled her closer to him wrapping his arms around her waist. She stared up at him with an unreadable expression, but he couldv'e sworn he saw her eyes darken. He leaned in close then whispered,"Are you still not in the mood?"

He felt her breathing quicken and her heartbeat rate increase against his chest. He felt a surge of joy in his stomach, knowing that he had the same effect on her as she had on him. He looked at her more closely now, and could notice some details in her face that he didn't notice before. Like the specks of gold in her green irises, or the dust of freckles on her cute little nose. She looked innocent yet not innocent, harmless yet dangerous, powerful. He held her tigher, because he felt that if he didn't hold her close enough she would suddenly sprout wings and fly away from him and take her rightful place as an angel in heaven. She was something too beautiful and precious for this world, he thought, this world of self hatred, blood and war. He felt a sudden surge of protectiveness towards her and he knew that if she were to mean anything to him after this day, that he would do anything in his might to shield from the horrors of the world they lived in.

And suddenly he couldn't take it anymore he leaned in close as if to kiss her then stopped, "Can I...?", he asked her warily, afraid of being rejected a second time.

"I didn't peg you as one to ask for permission". she said softly, raising her copper eyebrows.

"I'm not", he replied in an even softer tone.

"Well neither am I", she said before tilting her head and capturing her lips with his.

Her mouth was soft against his, it was as if they were made to kiss eachother, they were both being gentle and sweet, neither innocent nor aggressive. He pulled away breathlessly, "Your name", he said, seeing her confused look he added, "I want to know your name, and don't give me all that fake name shit, I want your real name."

"Clary", she replied, "My name is Clary".

"Clary huh, a name worthy of an angel such as yourself", he said smiling.

She laughed,"Always a charmer I see, and what's your name?"

"Jace", he replied grinning.

"Okay Jace wanna come over to my place? Cause their's just something about you, I wanna talk to you get to know you, so what do you say?"

"Definitely", he replied with another smile, a genuine smile.

And that's how they ended up cuddled in eachother's arms that night, and every other night after that for the rest of their lives.

The End