A/N: Hey guys! This is a thing I found on tumblr or somewhere and I thought I would try it. I'll post as I finish them but the rules are below if you want to try it. These will all be Slexie because I can.

Rules are pretty much self-explanatory...but I'll summarize them for anyone else that might wanna do it too:

1.) Pick a fandom

2.) Pick a pairing!

3.) Write a one-shot for each of the themes. (length isn't a factor-so it could be a whole chapter long or just a drabble)

4.) None of the chapters can be a continuation of any other chapters

5.) TRY to be original, and NO copy-paste!

6.) REMEMBER, the fics do NOT have to be written OR posted in the lists order!

1. Introduction-

The Beginnings are the Best Part

I can't believe I'm doing this. I can't believe I am showing up at an attending's door. Not just any attending though, this is Mark Sloan. The Mark Sloan. But apparently I don't care because here I am, knocking on his door. Waiting for him to answer. Hoping that he will answer. I don't even know what I am going to say to him. I better figure it out real quick because he's going to open this door soon and I'm going to need something to say to him.

"You made her speak." I say as he opens the door. "Mrs. Patterson. She spoke. You just-you made her speak." I say as I walk into his apartment. I am walking into Mark Sloan's apartment. I can't believe I am doing this. What am I thinking? "I respect you, as a man, a surgeon, as a teacher. I respect you. So, teach me." I say taking off my coat.

Mark closes the door and walks closer to me. "What are you doing?" He asks quickly. "Stop. Stop."

"Teach me." I lean over over and take off my shoes. I still have no idea what I am doing.

"Stop." He says again but I persist.

"Teach me." I say again.

"We can't do this. You're Little Grey and I promised and I'm your teacher."

"So, teach me." I persist. I can't stop myself. I want this.

"Oh, Lexie." He says as I take of my purple turtleneck.

"Teach me." I throw my shirt somewhere in the room. "Teach me." I breathe as I take off my undershirt. "Come on, am I really so bad?" I ask nervously looking down at my naked torso that only had my bra to cover me now.

Mark looks into my eyes for a second. "No," He breathes, "I am." He walks over to me and grabs my face pulling me in for a kiss. We stood there for a while before we moved to the bed. We take turns removing each other's clothes. Breaking every rule that has been put into place. We didn't care. We spent the night like that. It was the beginning to our secret relationship.

A/N: So, that was the first one! Tell me what you think and if you want more!