Thank you all for your kind reviews! It really means a lot to me that you enjoyed the first chapter, this challenge is really important for me because it's something new in the usual writing I'm doing and it's really a pleasure writing for you guys! I hope I won't disappoint you with this new chapter.

I really wanted this one to happen at the Naval Academy but was completely stuck on how and when this would happen, so I'd like to give a shout-out and a special thanks to Cristina who gave me this brilliant idea and helped me keeping my inspiration going!

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Unbreakable kiss – The type of kiss that really shouldn't be happening, it's a mistake, but you just can't find yourself able to pull away.

United States Naval Academy of Annapolis, eighteen years ago.

They were carefully moving forward in the darkness, next to each other, their hands firmly clinging to their weapons, aiming at the enemy that could arrive from all sides. Sasha entered the first room on the left, checking behind the door and into the corners.

"Clear!" She yelled, coming out of the room. Tom entered the second one on the right and repeated the same action.

"Clear!" He yelled too. Suddenly, a cardboard figure representing an armed man rose from the ground on the left, Sasha turned towards him and shot him down in a few seconds. She threw a glance at Tom who nodded to her and waved his hand to keep walking. A few seconds later as they almost reached the checkpoint, they suddenly heard voices coming from a little farther. Tom raised his clenched fist into the air as a stop sign and then turned to Sasha.

"Stay here, cover my back." He whispered before carefully walking towards the corner. There were two men standing in the middle of the room, heavily armed and whispering things to each other. He hid himself behind two piled up boxes and waited, analyzing the situation. He took a deep breathe then straightened himself, moved forward and shot once then twice, putting them down. Suddenly, as he finally entered the room, another man came out from nowhere and aimed at him. He turned to face him but before he had the chance to do anything, he heard a gunshot and the man fell to the ground.

The alarm sounded throughout the building, signaling the end of the exercise and the three men got up from the ground. Tom turned around to see Sasha standing a few feet behind him, aiming down her weapon. She had walked around and reached the room by another entrance. He pinched his lips and looked at her as she was taking her helmet off, heading to the exit.

It took a slight second for her eyes to adjust at the daylight as she walked outside the building and she almost didn't notice Tom coming from behind.

"Don't ever do this again." He said totally pissed as he walked past her, almost bumping into her shoulder.

"Doing what? Saving your ass?" She frowned, joking and quickened her pace to follow him as he was heading to the shack where all their equipment was stored. He waited to enter the building to answer her, he didn't want their shouts of voice to be heard by everyone. It wasn't the time nor the place to draw attention on them.

"Changing instructions at the last minute, but what were you thinking for god sake?!" He finally said a few seconds later as she closed the door behind them.

"Seriously? You're making a fuss about what happened in there?" She pointed out the training barrack, half-amused as she wasn't really sure if he was serious. Tom was back at her and remained quiet as he was taking off his equipment on the table in the middle of the room. She could guess through his sharp moves that he was – indeed serious – and also mad at her.

"I did what I thought was best." She tried to justify herself, stepping beside him and laid her weapon on the table with her helmet.

"You aren't here to decide what's best or not, you are here to learn and follow orders. You want to play the hero kind and prove you can be smarter than everyone else? Alright, but not on my watch!" His voice was fierce and harsh. She snorted, forcefully removed the scratches of her bullet proof vest and took it off. She was irritated and could feel the anger slowly building up.

"You didn't follow my orders! I told you to back me up and you didn't!" He added, almost yelling at her.

"What I did was backing you up!" She raised her voice.

"Oh so now you're gonna teach me how to do my job! Do I have to remind you that I am the instructor here?" He said pointing him out.

"You wanna know what your problem is?" She stopped and turned to face him, biting her inner cheek as he laid his piercing gaze on her.

"Go ahead, amaze me!" He dared her.

"You cannot bear anyone who disobeys you."

"It's cheeky coming from someone who doesn't like receiving orders!" He snorted.

"Absolutely not!" She retorted, offended. "You didn't even see the guy on the left!"

"Yes, I did. I was doing perfectly fine until you just decided to go straight ahead in solo!"

"You're just too proud to admit it was the right thing to do."

"It was a stroke of luck, an unnecessary and stupid risk-taking that could have cost your comrades' lives and yours if it had gone wrong on a real field of operation!" He was coming dangerously closer to her with each words.

"But it didn't, because I handled it."

"Damnit, Sasha!" He stepped ahead in a fury but stopped at a few inches from her body. They were both out of breath, anger shinning out of their bodies as they were facing each other. They kept looking in each other eyes, defying one another in silence. The tension was palpable and they were ready to tear each other's throat apart.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you? Telling me off like a child." She told him.

"You leave me no choice." He paused, "you're so…" He whispered in a growl, clenching his jaw and unconsciously let his eyes wandering down her face to look at her rose lips. Even if it was a slight second, it was enough for her to notice it.

"I'm so what?" She asked, taking a step ahead to defy him again. Smart, stubborn, hot-headed and so damn beautiful, he thought about telling her but instead, in an uncontrolled moment, his mouth came crashing against hers as both of his hands captured her soft face. She welcomed him with a moan, her hand sliding instinctively behind his neck to deepen the kiss. She had been taken by surprise, she was half-relieved and half-confused but quickly return his kiss as forcefully as him. She pushed her lips further against his own. This was completely wrong and they were both aware of that, but the feeling of their lips moving against each other, the taste of their tongues exploring each other's mouth was too overwhelming to stop. She wanted more of him, more of his kisses, more of his touch. She wanted to feel him against her and during a second she cursed their damn clothes and tactical gear that were standing between them. They almost could hear their heartbeat echoing in the room. It felt more than good and it only strengthened all the tension that had been building up between them during these last few months.

It's wrong. As the need of air was slowly getting felt, Tom suddenly remembered they were standing in the middle of a military shack, with people around them who could break into the room at any time and catch them kissing as if their life were depending on it. Unwillingly he had to break the kiss and he pulled apart their swollen lips. They remained closed, his hands were still on each side of her face as they looked into each other eyes, both out of breath. He noticed her pinky cheeks and he had to fight all the urge he had in himself not to kiss her again. When he realized they were still clinging to each other for what seemed to be an eternity, he suddenly loosened his grip and took a step back as she did the same awkwardly.

"I'm sorry." He whispered, roughly.

"No, I-I'm…" She was looking for something to say. "We…"

"It was a mistake."

"Yes, it must not happen ever again." She nodded fiercely as they were both avoiding each other look. "I-I'm gonna check if they need any help with the equipment." She pointed out the rest of the men outside the building as she was walking to the door. They nervously shared a brief smile before she left the room.

When he heard the click of the door closing behind him, he couldn't help but letting out a sigh and shook his head, smirking like an idiot. On the other side of the door, Sasha still had her hand on the handle and she stood there for a few seconds, neither could she hold her smile back as she closed her eyes feeling the butterflies growing inside her stomach.

It was so wrong, but felt so good.