Hey guys, as you may have noticed, I'm slowly getting back into the writing game. With bringing new stories and remastering and editing old ones.

Including this one! I hope you all like the updates, and are excited to see more ^w^ Also I kind of want to change the title of this story, but I feel it oddly fits as well ^^;;tell me what you think!

/Formatting on this site is gonna kill me, I swear I'll get it down someday orz and please forgive any mistakes. Than you!

I do not own Mortal Instruments.

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Clary kept a mantra of her actions on repeat in her head.

Jab. Swing, Kick and repeat.

She went through the steps she had learned, repeating them in her head to keep on track as she worked out.

She had been working out regularly and her progress was improving steadily more and more. Training sessions as well as tutoring sessions to drill in and all knowledge on anything and everything, she was finding her way to be one fine shadowhunter.

Her tight and near daily regime was a love hate relationship for her. Her muscles ached, and she felt sore for days, but the feel of strengthening her muscles and being stronger than she once was was nice. As well as learning the history of shadowhunters, which was filled with all kind of stories.

She did, hate having to memories these facts though, as she had to constantly be tested for them. Sometimes thought, she swore she was only tested on her knowledge because they were teasing her..

One of the brightest highlights of training at the institution was she got to see Jace on a near basis and be as close to him as she wanted.

Her routine of kicks and jabs slowed as her mind wandered from her work out to her golden haired boy and wondering what he was currently up to..

She sighed stopping completely, running a hand through her hair, she decided to take a breather and plopped down on the floor, sprawling out as she closed her eyes.

Thinking of Jace was always a sure fire way to distract her from her work...

As her body began to slowly release the tension from her rigorous training, she was tempted into giving into a light doze when she suddenly felt a warm sensation hit her lips.

She started slightly, blinking her eyes open as she spotted the infamous male she was just thinking of previously. Surprised that she hadn't heard him sneak in the room, or sneak up close to her.

She saw Jace's eyes twinkling as he stared down at her,his body perched just above hers. Before she could question him, he pressed his lips down onto hers again, and she found herself relaxing into him and melting under the pressure of his kiss.

Jace was first to break away, slowing their kiss until it was nothing more nips. He pressed on more slow kiss down upon her lips before pulling back his face full of arrogance as a smirk graced his face.

Clary couldn't put together the energy to be mad, not that she really was anyway. She blearily blinked up at him, the heavy feeling of his body above her and the warmth that he had spread had lulled her into a mild daze.

"Ya know..." he started, causing Clary to focus on him, like he wasn't the only thing she could focus on while in his presence.

"..Sleeping in strange places isn't usually the best of ideas.. usually leaves you defenseless and vulnerable.."

Clary couldn't help but grin as he teased her, falling into their little game of wit and snips at each other. She gave a full out smirk as she replied, "Oh I wouldn't be too concerned, you see...I've got this boyfriend and he's mighty protective of me..." she teased him right back.

"Oh really?" he asked, trying to act casually curious but hiding a grin that fought to come out.

"MMhmmm" she hummed out, "They say he's one of the best fighters they got.."

"Is that right now?" a slip of a grin was now out.

Clary kept on with her game, nodding her head. "Sure is.."

Jace couldn't stop his grin this time, his eyes shining with humor and delight. "Now just who might be this fantastic young strapping gentleman?"

Clary pretended to think about her answer, prolonging answering him, until he raised a brow at her antics.

She laughed and responded, "Oh, well he's quite tall and has the nicest hair, nothing like yourself really..." she hid her smile behind her hand.

"Everyone's tall compared to you Clare bear"

Clary stuck her tongue out at the jab and the nickname, he she hated being called that.

Ignoring her, Jace continued his questioning "So, how exactly are me and this fine man different?"

Clary rolled her eyes, she knew he was just looking for an ego stroke but went along with it anyway to humor him.

"Well for starters, he's a gentleman"

"Like me"

"He's very handsome"

"Like me"

"And he has a gigantic ego."

"Like me- Hey! Wait a second!" Clary giggled as Jace realized that she had caught him off guard.

In the next second Clary found herself with her hands pinned above her and Jace with a cocky look.

"I assure you my dear, my ego isn't the only thing that's big..."

Clary's face flushed, but she grinned despite it. "Are you sure? Some would say you're overcompensating for something..."

Jace's smirk fell, and he gave a light glare. "Oh now, you're gonna get it"

And he began to mercilessly tickle her, causing her squirm and try to worm away.

Giggles sounded off the walls, as well as the sound of breath catching.

"Admit defeat?" Jace asked as Clary was still trying to regain her breath

She rolled her eyes, "Yeah,yeah, let me up already"

"You gotta say "Jace is the biggest best sex god ever" first before I let you go"

Clary gave Jace a flat look, Jace raised a brow, entirely humored by the situation.

"Yeah,yeah, sure biggest sex god? happy?"

"Could've been said with a bit more enthusiasm but sure" Jace gave off a dramatic sigh as he released her and helped her sit laughed punching him in the shoulder, and trying to push her unruly hair out of her face.

"Jerk." she said, though her tone held no insult.

Jace winked, "You know you love me"

Clary scrunched her nose, "I doooo" she seemed to whine out.

Jace laughed and gave a kiss to her head. "Silly girl"

end.