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Chapter 2

It was the weekend, finally. Members of Washington High began to slowly seep out of the gates, younger ones to their buses and older students headed towards their waiting vehicles.

"Ziva!" Ziva spun around to see Abby and McGee bound down the steps towards her.

"Hi." She greeted smiling for she had hardly had time to catch up with the younger students that week.

"Wanna come to the cinema with us?" Abby asked.

Ziva chuckled "I think I would feel a bit unneeded, how do you say it, a third wheel?" She then winked at the pair and walked to her waiting Jeep Wrangler.

It was then she saw him. He was walking towards his sports car, sunglasses firmly in place – failing to make eye contact with anybody. Ziva had hardly seen Tony the past few days, she knew football season was in full swing so he spent most of his lunch times down at the school gym, desperately trying to earn that sports scholarship.

Ziva stepped into her Jeep and began to follow his Lamborghini through the streets of D.C. It was only after a while that she noticed that they were no where near their houses, they were at the Marina.

Ziva watched carefully as Tony walked down the jetty to one of the waiting yachts. It was an expensive looking boat with carefully sanded wood that gleamed and reflected the sparkling water. It was small in size compared to some of the surrounding moored boats but it was obviously built for speed rather than comfort.

Ziva stepped out of the Jeep and began to walk towards Tony, she cast and appreciative eye over his muscled bare chest as he pulled off his V-neck. It was short lived for in a matter of seconds Tony had slid on a Gul rash vest.

"Tony!" Ziva called out as she jogged down the Jetty towards him, his head snapped up at the sound of his name.

"Ziva!" He greeted his usually stoic face cracking into a wide grin.

"How did you find me here?" He asked.

"Well..I..um..I guess I kind of followed you here." Ziva said sheepishly.

Tony smiled "Well I guess you know my secret."

"She is a beautiful boat Tony."

"Come aboard." Tony held out his hand and allowed Ziva to step onto the wooden deck.

"She must of cost an absolute fortune." Ziva said as Tony began to lift the mainsail, his back muscles clearly visible through the rash.

"Wouldn't know." Tony shrugged.

"Once again bought with your fathers money." Ziva joked.

"No!" Tony snapped his hands clenching around the uphaul "I refuse to use any of that blood money!"

"Oh really?" Ziva questioned "How come you drive to school in a Lamborghini and spend your weekends sailing a racing boat?"

"They were my mothers." Tony said simply "She Came from a rich Italian family and was forced to marry my father. When she died, well she left all of her money and possessions to me, much to my father's displeasure."

"Tony, I am sorry." Ziva said gently placing one of her hands on his bicep.

"Nah, it's cool." Tony said with a grin "You coming out or what?"

"Out where?" Ziva asked obviously confused.

"Out on Allegro." Tony said affectionately patting the boat.

"Tony, I cannot sail." Ziva stammered, ever since her childhood she had had this small fear of boats due to a unforeseeable incidents involving her, her sister and a swan shaped peddallo. Ziva shuddered at the memory.

"I'll teach you." Tony said simply.

"I do not have suitable clothing…."

"I have spares, now stop making excuses and get changed." With that Tony smiled and threw Ziva a duffel bag "Everything you should need is in there."

"And where am I supposed to get changed Tony – in front of you?" Ziva asked and Tony grinned suggestively.

"Nah," Tony finally said "Changing rooms are over there." He nodded towards a cubicle building on the quay.

When Ziva came back out she saw that Tony was now wearing board shorts with wetsuit boots and sailing gloves. She watched as he slid on a Henri-Lloyd bouncy aid and bekonned for her to come closer to him.

Ziva took a step forwards, she found herself wearing similar attire to Tony apart from the fact everything was several sizes to big for her and she found herself constantly tripping over the ends of the wetsuit shoes.

Tony's brow furrowed for a moment before he slipped out of the bouncy aid and handed it to Ziva. "Here you might need this." Tony said.

Ziva pouted "I can swin perfectly well thank you."

Tony laughed "I am sure that you can, it's just more likely you will fall in than me." Ziva smiled and slipped on the bouncy aid.

"Where are we going Tony?" Ziva asked.

"Where would you like to go Miss Dah-Veed?"

"Anywhere." She replied smiling.

"Alright."

Tony untied the mooring rope and pushed the boat away allowing the bow to swing away from the harbour wall. He then quickly set the jib and drew in the mainsheet in order to fill the sails. Using the tiller and constantly keeping an eye out on the curvature of the sails he gently guided the boat out of the harbour and out into the open water.

The powerful racing sails quickly picked up the wind and the boat was skimming along across the water at a fair speed.

"Want a go?" Tony called out to Ziva who was smiling and feeling the Adrenaline rush through her veins.

"I would mess it up!" Ziva called back

"Try again." Tony then steered the boat 'head to wind' and allowed the sails to go flappy. Ziva then came and sat in front of him and Tony careful explained the controls and showed Ziva how to tack.

"Ready?" He asked.

"As I'll ever be."

"Alright, bear away." Tony said.

Ziva violently pushed the tiller and the boat snapped around the uncontrolled boom snapped across the hull with such force that it nearly pulled the whole boat under the water.

"Woah." Tony said as he used his weight to counterbalance the motion and guided the boat upwind again.

"Sorry." Ziva said sheepishly.

"Lets try that again shall we?" Tony asked.

"No, I couldn't." Ziva stammered

"Scooch over." Tony stood up and placed on foot in the toe strap, he then leaned out with the help of the trapeze line and swung in so he was now sat behind Ziva, so she was now between his legs.

"How imagine you are holding two daggers." Tony said softly as he placed his hands over hers and guided them into place. Ziva pressed her back up against Tony's chest and she could feel his steady heartbeat through their thin clothing. "We call this 'dagger, dagger', now gently bear away." Tony began to slowly push Ziva's hand which was holding the tiller away from him. "And draw in." He began to use Ziva's hand to pull in the mainsheet.

The sails filled instantly and the boat rocketed forwards, spray whipped around the boat, drenching the pair. They spent hours zipping up and down the coastline until eventually a brewing storm forced them to come into harbour.

When they had finally had finished tying up the boat and they stepped onto the jetty the rain was cascading down around them but neither of the pair seemed to mind.

"I don't think I have ever had so much fun Tony." Ziva said laughing.

"Me neither Ziva, me neither."

It was only then that figures stepped out of the shadows and encircled the pair.

"Aw, Ziva now isn't that sweet lads." Tony recognised the voice immediately as Jacob Cory's. His eyes snapped around the group and he began identify other members. Reuben Corbett, William Lawrence, William Doggett, Jack Dixon and finally Simon Porter. Tony protectively pulled Ziva behind him glaring at Jacob as he did so.

"Back away Cory." He growled

"Now I don't think so DiNozzo." With that Reuben Corbett and Jack Dixon both brought out switch blades which gleamed ominously in the light.

"Run Ziva." Tony whispered urgently.

She smiled slowly before taking a step forward so she was now standing in front of Tony. "Now I don't think so."

Jack then took a lunge at Ziva who easily side stepped and allowed Jack's loss of balance to send him forward before she brought her elbow crashing down on to his upper back sending Jack sprawling to the floor. Ziva then swung her foot around and pushed it into Corbett's gut in a vicious roundhouse kick. He elbow then connected with Cory's already broken nose causing him to emit a squeal of pain.

Ziva then turned to glare at the other boys who were staring at her in shock. "Anybody else want a go?" She demanded and the other boys sprinted off into the darkness. She then turned to Tony grabbed his wrist and pulled his away up the jetty "Come on." She whispered urgently.

Tony followed her and they both sprinted into the local park.

When the reached the traditional looking fountain they both stopped panting for breath

"How did you do that?" Tony asked panting for breath.

Ziva shrugged "My father made sure that I was taught Martial Arts in order to protect myself.

"Good thing he did." Tony said grinning.

Ziva laughed and swept one of her drenched locks of hair out of her eyes.

"Well good night Zi." Tony gently whispered.

"Oh so we have moved on to nick names now have we?" Ziva said laughing.

"I suppose we have." Tony said returning her grin.

"Goodnight Tony."

"Promise you won't kill me." Tony whispered as he closed the distance between them.

"Why would I kill you?" Ziva asked.

"Because I am about to do this."

With that Tony firmly placed his lips against hers and cupped her face with both hands. Ziva wrapped her arms around Tony's neck, drawing him closer. Tony placed one arm around her waist and another hand buried itself deep in her hair. The spark the both felt was magical and Tony slowly slipped his tongue inside Ziva's mouth.

And the pair didn't care that they were soaked through or that their parents were probably frantically looking for them, if they had noticed their children's absence at all that is. Because for that moment they had one another, even though they had only met a week ago the connection between them was undeniable. And everything seemed okay.

There was good in the world- if only for a little while.

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