A/N - I know i'll get lots of hate reviews, since the Nalex romance is still alien to most people, and i don't care really. I just had this idea when i watched the Alexandra episode from season 1 lol. I made up some things, so i hope you won't mind. It's a oneshot, but may turn into multichaptered, if interested. Just leave a review.

Please note that English isn't my native language, so there surely are mistakes. Characters maybe a little OCC, but that's not necessarily a bad thing. Story is said from Alex's POV. Contains a small lemon at the end, and since i'm not that good in writing a girl-on-girl actions, i kept it as normal as possible lol...

Hope you enjoy :)

Another typical day. A huge, strong thunderstorm was raging outside, showing its power. Even thought it was still noon, it was indeed very dark in the apartment. The storm made sure of that. It also kept me from reading. Or, more precisely, learning. Since my teacher was searching for dirt on Division on the far side of the apartment, i was, so to speak, left alone in my lone, private space. There were few lights and candles lit, so the apartment wouldn't be entirely dark, and i was glad for it. Days were long since i discovered my desires and needs. They were referring to my older Sensei, Nikita. I was really glad that our sparring sessions ended few days ago, since any physical contact with Nikita could end very badly for me. I never lusted for anything in my entire life. I knew it would take only one touch, and i would be on the road to wonderland, without any drugs helping me this time. Hell, it was safe to say that Nikita herself was the drug i wanted. I lusted for her touch, every time her eyes fell on my body, it made my entire day. I kept thinking that i had no chance with the legendary assassin, why anyway ? I'm an ex-junkie. Society trash. It was that one day when i finally looked at myself in the mirror that changed my opinion of our relationship, and that moment planted a seed of hope in my brain. My body had its own form again. I was no longer bones and flesh, but also muscles. Strong ones. I finally liked myself. And i wasn't the only one.

I was so focused on my reflection, that i haven't noticed Nikita was standing behind me, embracing me from behind. Her hands on my stomach, her head in the crook of my neck. Since i could see our reflection in the mirror, i saw her smile, along with a devilish smirk. I kept wondering what was that supposed to mean ? Did she knew ? She left me there, and we never talked about what happened. For me, back then, it was nothing but a friendly approval. But now, since my mind is 100% sharper, i know that it was an opportunity. A strange kind of approval. It bite me every time i secretly looked at myself in the mirror. I kept wondering, was that only lust i felt ? Or was there something else ? Something in the back of my head, slowly clawing its way on the surface ? She saved me many times, even though at first, i hated her for it. She saved me from those dealers, from being raped. She saved me from drugs, from destroying my life further. And she ultimately saved me from myself, and from the feeling of guilt and loneliness. I was no longer alone, i had someone that cared if i survive, not because i own him money or pills, but simply because she cared.

I was so focused on my thoughts that i accidentally let my book down, which of course made a noise. Noise that interrupted Nikita. Which means she would come here to see if i'm alright. Which was a problem, because right now i was too caught up with my memories to care. I was apparently daydreaming. I could see her slender form above me, or beneath me, as i bring her to the edge of desires. I always wondered just how would her lips taste ? Her skin ? I was curious, and very excited to lick my way down her body, starting from her delicate lips, ending down, in the unknown waters. A loud sigh broke my daydreaming session, and as i suggested, she was already standing right next to me, arms crossed near her breasts, shaking her head in a slight disapproval. Even thought my training was nearly over, Nikita always wanted me to learn extra things. Useless thing at the most times, but as her words said - It might save my life one day. I swiftly remembered where i was, and just who is staring at me. Quickly sitting up on the sofa, i yawned loudly, then scratched my eyes. Everything will be alright, as long as she wont discover what i'm thinking about whole days, and almost every night. Pity that Nikita isn't a sound sleeper. I desperately needed release. And since Nikita was almost always at home, there was no way of doing it. Not without her knowing it. Which was unacceptable.

"Tired ?" Nikita smiled, sitting next to me on the sofa. Even her presence made my body go all wild, and i could already feel the pool of wetness between my legs. "A little, yeah. It's because of the storm" i had hoped my voice was steady and calm, and thankfully i was right. Nikita made a humming sound of approval, and she stared at the window, another lightning struck the sky, accompanying with a loud thunder. Since she was so close to me at the moment, i took my time to study her beautiful face. Everything on her was somehow alluring to me. Her surely tender lips i wanted to taste, her delicate neck, which was decorated with a long, but not very visible scar. I so lusted for my hands on her body. I saw her flinch, evidently aware that i was staring at her. So, i quickly asked the first thing that came up to my mind. "Found anything ?" i asked, hoping she would let my stare activity pass. "No. Minor cracks, nothing important" she smiled warmly, as her hand wend to pick mine. She gently caressed it, making me feel like in heaven. She then went up, taking me with her. I was confused, but then i got it. Here we go.

"We have to do something Alex. You need to wake up, and i need to calm my mind. How about a spar ? Hand-to-hand ?" No..please not now. Anytime but now. Sparring means contact, i will feel her skin dangerously close to my own. Which was bad for my current situation. I was already turned on. No...
"Um...Later maybe ?" i tried to play this away, but her look gave me a pretty good idea that it wasn't going to happen. And i was screwed.
"Alex c'mon. You have to move. Don't make me force you" I wonder how would that end. I let out a huge and loud sigh, and we both went to the center of the apartment. And things were, as always, really going bad for me. Again.

This was no gentle sparring, as people would predict. When we fought, we fought for real. We moved the mattress, so the pain would be real when we hit the ground. I liked it that way. We both needed to feel it. To keep us sharp. She assumed her usual Phoenix position, as she loved to name it. We always joked about how absurd it was. But absurd or not, that form she created was something that is better not to deal with. Because in a few swift movements she could get me on the ground, without a proper chance for a payback. A few well placed punches to distract the opponent long enough for her to kick him to the ground, or snap his neck. Whatever the situation requires. It was mainly a punching-then-kicking form. What i assumed, and mastered, was the Wolf form. Nikita very eagerly helped me to strengthen my leg muscles, which was very important for this form. A form that required both strength and speed. A form that could rival Nikita's Phoenix if mastered. Which i did. It was all kicking, sometimes punching if the enemy's weak spot was revealed. Which, in Nikita's place was...Who knows. I let out a few deep breaths, trying to calm myself, to clear my mind. This was a fight i wont lose. The main point is not to get distracted. Which was, indeed, very hard with Nikita. Almost impossible. Her games made sure of that. Along with her alluring looks. I just had to stay focused on finding a crack in her defense. Keep hitting the spot until it reveals itself.

So, the Wolf called the Phoenix for the ultimate battle.

Nikita smiled, her form still intact, and i had enough of waiting. With a sprint, i ran towards her, and few meters before her, i tried to kick her, but she dodged it without a slight problem. Just as i predicted. She was now facing my back, i quickly turned and saw her fist making its way to my stomach, but i quickly averted, making her opened for another attack. My foot was making its way towards her leg, trying to take her off balance, which worked for a second. My fist was quickly getting at her face, but she grabbed my arm, twisting it behind me, making me cry out in pain since it was quite intense. We were close to the wall, so Nikita smashed me against it. My chest hit the cold stone violently, she gripped my hand behind me, her body was so close to mine. Her head on the crook of my neck, her ragged breath in my ear. I began to lost my concentration, this could be the end, and i would again be the loser. My eyes closed and her words echoed in my head.

In battle, there is no us. I'm not your friend, or your teacher. I'm your enemy. I'm Division. I'm both Percy and Amanda. I'm the one that burned your mansion down, killed your family. In fight, you must hate me. Despise me. Because anger and rage can be your most powerful weapons.

We're at war Alex, everything is permitted. And she was right. There was no us. I had to use the pain in my heart to win this. So i swiftly tilted my head back, hitting hers, and then using one leg as some kind of a ram, and i pushed us both away from the wall. I assumed my position again, now more determined than ever. As i later saw, i hit her lip, piercing it a little so few droplets of blood fall down. She smiled, nodding her head. And i knew this was her way of telling me

I'm proud of you.

I've saw Phoenix in its full form countless of times, but she never saw the complete Wolf before. Only fragments. This was my advantage. She was the next to attack, trying to punch my face with one hand, with the other one trying to punch my stomach. As i mentioned before, speed is important in this form, so i could quickly predict Nikita's movements. In fact, i was so proud of myself that i haven't noticed her leg going up to my stomach. It hit me pretty badly, taking breath away from me, but i quickly shook it off and then i saw her elbow going to my face. I quickly grabbed it, her force and strength still better than mine, but i was able to hold it for a little more longer. We were staring at each other, and i was amazed how focused i was. A plan quickly diverted in my mind. I let her elbow go and quickly ducked, so i was underneath Nikita in a second, and the opportunity was right there. Using my knee i violently kicked her to the stomach, but later I've discovered that her hands blocked my attack. Quick. But reckless, since there was nothing to protect her head. I quickly wanted to recover and punch her, but it was too late. She rusher her head forwards, trying to hit my head with hers, but i quickly blocked. Of course, leaving me exposed. She kicked me violently to the stomach again, this time with far more greater force. I went backwards, hitting the floor.

This was definitely not going as i planned. We've been dancing like this for more than a hour, my muscles were sore already, and i got my lip split by a direct punch to the face, and my left leg got hurt while blocking. But her state was no better. I've managed to punch her left arm so hard, it left a temporary mark. Big soreness. She wasn't able to punch properly, her lip was bleeding, and she was almost out of breath. On the other hand, this made her more fired up, meaning that this will end soon. With either me or her on the ground. She smiled at me, a big smirk on her face. And i understood. I ran towards her, she ran towards me. I prepared my punch, she did as well. But the i saw an opportunity. It would require to withstand some pain. I knew her punch would go straight to my face, and i needed her to believe that i got hit. Few inches away from her, i let piece of her fist punch me partly, and i made a scene where i flew my head backwards, as if i got hit. Nikita was preparing to finish me with her fist aiming on my stomach, with a final blow. I managed to play the desperate act of kicking her, but she caught my leg with her hand, and i was unable to move my body. Except my fist, which now made contact with her stomach, but she blocked it.

Got you.

My head made contact with hers, she lost her balance since the shot was a damn fine one. She let down my leg, and i punched her face, making her turn her back to me, and i quickly took my opportunity. I went behind her, taking her stronger arm behind her back, and my other hand went for her neck, slowly but tightly gripping her neck with my elbow. She could not move, nor breathe, and i knew that i won. Her last desperate movement was moving us back to the wall, slamming hardly against it. Her wounded arm tried to force me to stop, but i had no intentions to. I had to calm her. So, i did the only thing i could think of. I kicked her off balance, and we both fell to the ground. She quickly turned, but in a moment i was above her, gripping her hands above her head, and sitting on her lap, so she couldn't do anything with her legs. I tried to catch my breath, and so was she. This battle for dominance had its winner. And i was more than proud that it was me. I bend over her, watching if she was alright. What i saw in her look was a mixture of pride, happiness and...

Lust ?

We were so close, i almost forgot i was hovering above her, that my hands were pinning her's above her. I stared down at her, looking at her damaged lip, and i felt guilt for what I've done. Blood was running down her chin, and i couldn't help myself, since it looked so damn sexy. She looked like a wounded beast, a mere critter. And for once, i was the predator that hurt her. Somehow it made me feel important. I closed my eyes and inhaled her mesmerizing scent, and then asked her something she's been asking me since we first started sparring.

"Are you alright ?" I let her hands, and climbed off her, offering my hand in assistance. Nikita smiled, taking my hand and quickly went up, she was few inches away from me, and i could still feel her ragged breath on my neck. That memory will forever be burned into my mind. Nikita, as if realizing what was happening, went backwards, taking a cloth from the nearby table. She shook her head as she cleaned up her wounded lip.

"I should be the one asking you that. Good move" She threw the cloth in my direction, and smiled as she went to the fridge to get us a fresh cold water bottles. I cleaned my own face, and i could feel the familiar lust coming back when i saw her bent over to pick the bottles. I had a perfect view of her backside. As if she knew what she was doing to me. As if she's doing it on purpose. I had to avert my gaze somewhere else, because after few more seconds i would surely jump at her. I went into the bathroom to splash some cold water on my face, and in a way calming myself. I wasn't sure just how long will i be able to go like this. I heard her close the fridge so i quickly went back, happy to have something cold on my face. She gave me the bottle and i instantly put it in the crook on my neck, where i could previously feel her soft breath.

"Thanks..Sorry for your face" i said with a smirk, pointing at her bleeding lip. She laughed and drank her water, and did the same, glad to have something cold going down my throat. It didn't put out the fire in my stomach, or in my head, or put at ease my heated thoughts about my Sensei, but it was enough to calm me down a bit. "Your's isn't exactly looking any better Lex" Yeah, i could imagine. Our actions will surely have more bad looking marks tomorrow. But it didn't matter. So i simply joked away. With seriousness in my voice.

"What, are you implying i'm ugly ?" Nikita knew i was joking, but i could see something in her eyes that kept me wondering. What were those moves she used on me ? Did she really tried to seduce me ? Take me off guard to quickly finish me ? Strange. She never did this before. Was this another test ?

Nikita went closer to me, she placed one hand on my shoulder, and with one hand she traced the line of my bloody lip. I felt a mixture of both pleasure and pain as she moved her finger from side to side. I released a silent moan, and then i could hear Nikita do so as well. "No, never..Just exhausted" she smiled and i nodded yes. Maybe i could play this away. But suddenly her lips were near my ear, whispering softly.

"And horny"

My eyes wide open, my breath stuck in my neck, and both shock and terror in my face. Nikita went backwards, taking both my and hers water back to the fridge. When she closed it, she leaned over it, as if inviting me to her personal space. But that was something i must have made up, because it made no sense. I tried to play confused, but failed miserably when my voice, that bastard, gave me up.

"What do you mean ?" Nikita shook her head, as if not believing that i even tried to lie to her. She knew me better than anyone, of course she would know that i'm lying. "I'm not blind, Alex. I see the way you look at me, i see you stare at me when you think i'm not watching. I can hear you whimpering my name when you're sleeping" I do ? Dammit... "And we need to talk about it" We do ? Double dammit...

Stay calm. In control. We can do this. I kept saying to myself while i stared at the wild beast standing in front of me, still leaning over that damn fridge. "There is nothing to talk about. I can't just order my body to not want you, Nikita. I'm not doing anything, anything at all, that could compromise our relationship. I'm just under a lot of stress and everything...I'll try my best to calm down" It was a formidable lie, i told myself. It was not just her body i wanted. I seriously wanted her to be only mine. I was surprised how steady and calm it all sounded. Maybe i was a good liar after all. Well, it fooled Nikita, so it must have been good. She nodded her head, as if processing what she just heard. She crossed her arms on her chest, and took a deep breath.

"This could really complicate things, Alex. This could be a huge problem in the future" And i was officially rejected. Great. It stung like hell, i knew i had it coming, but this was far more worse than i thought it would. I had to get out there, quickly. A long, cold shower should do the trick. But first, this.

"Nikita, i'm not asking you to sleep with me, alright ?" Yes, i do. I heard my inner voice say in a hurry. I shook my head and continued.

"I'm not asking you to love me" Yes, i do. Dammit. Again. This was getting pretty hard. And Nikita just stood there, taking in everything i was saying.

"There is no problem, i can control myself" I can't. I chose to ignore it this time and finally finished my sentence.

"If you don't want this, then i understand. So if there's nothing else, i'll go take shower to cool myself"

I went to the bathroom without waiting for respond. Shutting the door behind me, i was glad to be out of there. It was getting harder and harder to concentrate, or even to breathe. A cold shower should do the trick. I quickly undressed myself and went into the shower, instantly switching the cold water on. It felt amazing. Like putting out a fire that was burning you from the inside. The heat was gone, that was important. Thoughts remained, but the cold water wouldn't let me think straightly. Which was good for the moment. And that didn't lasted very long. After this, we should talk. About everything. Maybe it was time for me to leave, join Division as a mole. Or maybe i could convince Nikita to give into this. Or maybe i should drunk us both, its way harder to resist a horny teenager in this state. After all, it was just a release right ? Right ? It was just sex. Nothing else. Nothing emotional. But who was i lying to ? I knew i felt something for her the day she saved me. This would be one of a hell weird talk.

So focused was i, thinking about all those scenarios running inside my head, that i haven't heard the door behind me opening. My eyes were closed and senses were shut off, so i haven't noticed a thing. But then, all of a sudden, i felt a pair of lips on my neck, a pair of hands on my stomach, and a slender body pressed tightly against mine. My eyes went wide and i let out a surprised gasp. What the hell was happening ? Didn't she said few minutes ago that this would only complicate things ? And yet here she was, her tongue playing its silent game on my neck, and her delicate fingers were gently making its way to my wet and wanting core. I've never felt so good in my life. No drug that i ever took made me feel this way. I tried to turn around to face her, but she held me more tightly than i thought.

"I never said that i don't want this, Lex" she whispered into my ear, then licking it with her tongue. I let out a loud moan, placing my hands on hers, throwing my head back for her to continue the silent game she was playing with her tongue. It felt like heaven. The she whispered again, this time to my other ear.

"What you want, Lex ? Guide my hands..Show me" i let out my breath that i didn't even knew i was holding. Was she really telling me what i was hearing ? Was this not a dream ? Nikita proved that it wasn't with a harsh yet somehow gentle bite on my neck, then kissing it better. I kept my hands where they were, not sure if i should move them. This whole situation was so strange and alien to me. Nobody ever pleasured me the way i wanted. Hell, i didn't even knew what i wanted.

"Don't make me beg" i heard her whisper against the skin of my back, kissing and licking my tattoo. Hell if this was a dream, might as well enjoy it. I guided her left hand to my breast, and i nearly yelled in ecstasy when she violently grabbed it. Our next pair of hands went lower, down my stomach, then reaching my wanting core.

"Mh..Aren't we all wet and ready ?" Her voice alone could bring my release, but she teased me there, i moaned her name loudly. My eyes were tightly shut since i couldn't fully comprehend what exactly was happening. Suddenly she went even closer, her lips searching for mine. Our first kiss was something i will never forget. It was like a clash of millions of tasty flavors, combined under one name, Nikita. Then, out of nowhere she was done teasing my clit and quickly entered me, making me scream her name, since she used three fingers at once. She found a steady rhythm, moving in and out of me quickly.

Never in my life I've felt so good, nobody ever cared about my pleasure, my desires. And now the woman i wanted, and needed in my life was her delicate fingers and her tongue to give me pleasure i have never even dreamed of. After few minutes i could feel my release coming, and i slowly tried to tell Nikita but it was too late. I moaned her name loudly like there was no tomorrow. After we were done, she turned me to face her, and what i saw made me wanting her again instantly. She was licking her fingers that were covered in my juices, and i could finally see her perfect, flawless body without anything at it. She smiled, took my hand and leaded us to her bed.

She lied down and i could finally began to please this wild assassin

And suddenly, out of nowhere, i woke up with a start. Another damn dream. Again. Yet this one felt so real, i could actually feel the wetness between my legs. Damn.

Alright, i can end it here. Or, if you're interested, leave a review, so i can see that you actually enjoyed this little idea, and i'll continue with chapter two. Your choice, but either way, thanks for reading :)