She slowly moved into the ballroom. She had been sent there undercover to catch an arms dealer whose prints there forensic specialist had found on a bloody knife the week previous. Her eyes scanned the room in search of her partner.
He spotted her first. He couldn't believe how beautiful she looked tonight. He dark hair draped over the shoulder. She was wearing a dark red dress sleeveless dress with matching high heels. He moved across the room to stand beside her.
"Agent David," He said quietly taking her hand.
"DiNozzo," She hissed jerking her hand away.
"Calm down Ziva, we're suppose to look like a couple," Tony said taking Ziva's hand again. The music slowed as the two moved around the room, coming to a stop between two pillars on the west side of the room.
"So what are we looking for again," Tony shifted uneasy. He hated stake out, especially ones were he had to dress up in a tuxs.
"Our killer DiNozzo will you stop moving around so much your going to draw attention."
"Forgive me, this isn't exactly my kind of party." Tony turned to face Ziva, "Shell we dance my dear?"
Ziva looked up at him in shock. "A bit to far Tony."
"Weren't you just saying we shouldn't draw attention to ourselves?"
Ziva sighed, giving in as Tony led her out onto the dance floor. Tony turned her toward himself, placing his left hand on the small of her back. Ziva reluctantly put her hand on Tony's shoulder and they began to slowly turn. Ziva kept her eyes on the edges of the room, continuing to locate their suspect.
"Relax, he's not due for a half hour."
"All the more reason we should be looking for any exits he could escape though instead of out here in the open."
"Fine, you want us to case the room. You take that side I'll be over by the food." Tony started to move away.
"DiNozzo," Ziva pulled Tony back to her. "I can case the room better this way."
"And here you didn't want to dance," Tony smiled. He placed his hand back around her waist, taking the lead. Ziva sighed again putting her hand on his shoulder again. They made a couple of circles before Ziva started to feel bored.
"Ziva," Tony whispered. Ziva turned to him. His face was calm, but she could see the glimmer in his eyes. Just as she was about to ask Tony leaned down, placing he's lips on Ziva's.
She closed her eyes as Tony's lips caressed her own, lost in the moment. It wasn't until she felt Tony try to deepen there kiss did she pull away. "Tony," she snapped pulling away, "What on Earth are you doing?"
"Trying to make it look real Ziva." Tony smirked holding Ziva close, "Couple⦠remember."
"There are ways to convince people you are a couple besides that."
"You didn't seem to mind much." Ziva stared at him in disbelieve. She wasn't sure if she was angry because she had let it happen or if it was because Tony was right.
"We should be focusing on the case Tony," Ziva pulled away. She moved to the shadows of the room. Leaning against the wall she held back her tears. She had long for that moment, to be close to Tony in that way. But how could she every. She closed her eyes.
"You okay," Tony asked trying to take Ziva's hand in his own.
"Rule number 12 DiNozzo," Ziva responded jerking her hand away.
He looked down, trying to hold back a smile. "Never date a coworker," he recited.
Note: Started writing a Devil May Cry/NCIS crossover using both my NCIS one shots as a templete for the first two chapters. Don't know how well this link is going to work so I hope you'll head over to my page and check out Devil Trigger. Thanks =^_^= and Happy Reading
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