My eyes opened groggily, my body now sore from the Vankinen. But I was disappointed when I woke up. No Jace. There was a note with his scribbled handwriting on it,
In the training room! If you're late, the punishment will be HARSH.
...Though you'd probably like it.
Love you sexy as always,
Jace.
I laughed, feeling the lovely butterflies in my stomach that reminded me just how much I loved this boy. Of course I wasn't going to admit that to him just yet. I mean the guys supposed to make the first move right? Unless you're a ball-sy girl like Isabelle who wears the pants in each relationship.
I threw my feet out of my bed, groaning as I got up. I shook it off as I walked over to the shower. There was no point in taking it though, since I was going to get all sweaty anyways. I sighed, and walked back to my closet, taking out a pair of spandex shorts that reached my lower thighs and an overgrown t-shirt that Simon had got for me saying "Gamer4l1fe." With pictures of controllers and Mario, halo, and Tony Hawks underground skating designed on it.
I threw my hair up and pinned my bangs back, then went into the bathroom and washed my face along with brushing my teeth. After I was satisfied, I walked to the training room, shaking off the soreness. But what I saw as I entered was something I would not mind waking up to everyday. A sweaty Jace. His shirt was off, sweat beaded the top of his head and his body was glistening. I wonder how long he had been training. Alec was standing there, a long Japanese katana in his hand. Jace was without a weapon, easily dodging Alec's attacks.
Finally Jace elbowed Alec in the gut and hit the pressure point in his wrist, 'causing the sword to fly out of his hand and clang to the floor about 6 1/2 feet away. Alec laughed,
"Geez. You're so aggressive."
"If you were a demon, you would have been dead. That's being gentle."
As Jace turned around, he tried concealing his smile while seeing me, "You're late." he said.
I sighed, "Yes yes, I know. And I have punishment. So what shall my punishment be, master?"
"You know, calling me master doesn't sound so bad. Maybe I'll have you call me that instead of 'Jace'."
"Don't get ahead of yourself." I said, narrowing my eyes.
Jace grinned, "I don't know. I'll think about it while I'm whooping your ass."
I laughed, "I may not be as good as you, but I'm good enough to let you not beat me."
"Would you like to test that theory out?"
In response to that, I smiled and glanced at the Japanese katana Alec was using earlier. Jace saw my look and ran for it, but being closer, I slid on my stomach grabbing it. Jace nearly fell over me since I came right in his way. With that, I took the butt of the sword and jabbed at Jace's ankle. Hard. I rolled out of the way and took my fighting stance, holding the weapon tight. As if with the gracefulness of a cat, he walked over to the wall and took of a Japanese katana smaller then mine but just as sharp and powerful.
For the next 25 minutes, you heard clanging of the swords hitting each other, occasionally us swiping at each other's skin that could easily be healed with the iratze. I lost my sword and was now working with my hands while Jace swung the sword around. I dodged it with my bare hands, sometimes slicing my hands but I ignored that. In the end, I grabbed the sword forward, jumped off of Jace's arm and gracefully did a flip that landed me a little ways from Jace.
I was breathing heavily, nearly to my knee's, but I couldn't back down now. Not after coming this far in the fight. This is the farthest I have gotten in a spar with Jace.
"Do you want to take a break?" Jace asked, as I breathed.
"No." I panted, "Keep going. Here I come." I said in my last breath, then ran towards Jace. My hand was coming in a straight-pointed edge towards Jace's abdominal. He blocked it and tried getting me in the neck. Though I shot my hand out. Jace bent low and swiped my feet out from under me. I managed to catch myself fall but that gave Jace enough time to punch me in my chest. I was able to turn and jump to my feet after the impact of the punch. I came behind Jace, knee-ed him in the back and brought him to his knee's. As I was going for his neck, in a split second, Jace was up, had my arm in his hands and twisted my arm around my back. I pushed my leg out from under me and kicked Jace in the shin. It had no effect, but a slight stumble.
"We'll be done if you can get out of this oh-so-painful position. Then you still have your punishment." Jace whispered in my ear. I gulped thinking of ways to get out of this without popping my arm out of place. I could do that but I don't want to deal with unnecessary pain and being scolded by Simon, Mom, Luke, Maryse, Richard, Magnus, Isabelle, Alec, and Jace. So what could I do?
It's as if my mind clicked into place and I couldn't control what was happening. In an instant, I threw my leg inwards, distracting Jace, then as he was focused on that, my elbow came out and hit his side. As he was loosening his grip, I switched positions, and wrapped his arm around his back.
"It's time for me to start fighting, Jace Lightwood. Because right now, you just got pwned."
Jace laughed, "Look again, Clary. For one, you're back is open. I could've slashed my tail outwards and hit you. For two, you've got my arm in a position I can easily break free from, though I think you'll fight back, and three? if you look down, your foot is just a little upwards, giving me a chance to a push my heel back, step on your feet and trip you."
He was right, and to prove it, Jace ripped his arm free. I groaned and fell into an Indian-style sit, "I suck."
Jace crouched low with me, "No you're really good. You've improved a great deal since our first spar. I think....I think....--I really don't want to say this but I think it's time you start fighting."
Me? Fighting? Demons? Really? "Really? You're not joking right?"
Jace laughed and kissed my forehead, "No, I'm not joking. Now go take a shower, we can have a movie day. Your pick."
I grinned and stood up, "But I'm still disappointed in one thing."
"And what's that?"
"That I didn't get a morning kiss."
Jace grinned, "Well let me make that up for you." he pushed his lips to mine, our mouths moving against each other fluently. Like they belonged. And let me tell you this, this was so much more then a mere morning kiss. His hands caressed my waist longingly. My hands ran up his back...wait.. suddenly I pushed Jace back. He looked at me confused,
"You're all sweaty." I said, my nose wrinkling up.
"Isn't that supposed to turn girls on?"
"It is. And trust me, it did, but not when my hands are running up your back."
Jace grinned goofily, "In that case..." he outstretched his hands, "come here, beautiful!" Jace said, running towards me.
"Ohh no you don't!" I said with a laugh then ran away from Jace. But this legendary Shadow-Hunter was able to catch up to me and trap me against the wall.
"Can you honestly say..." he whispered, running his nose along my neck, "that this is bad?"
I gulped, "I don't think I can really...say..anything correctly..with you doing this.." I breathed.
Jace trailed small kisses up my neck, then my jaw, "Does this really turn you off?"
I sighed, "No..."
I couldn't handle it any longer, I ran my hands in Jace's golden hair and tightened my fingers, pulling his head up to my lips.
"Oh hunny! Clary! We need to-- oh dear God." I heard Magnus gasp, a smile formed on my lips as I saw him admire Jace's muscles.
"Eyes off, Magnus! He's mine." I laughed. Magnus grinned,
"It's ok, I have my manly Alec. You kids have fun!" he laughed aloud then left. I looked back at Jace to notice he was staring full at me. I felt my cheeks redden,
"What..?" I asked self-consciously. Jace smiled then kissed me lightly on my lips but then I saw that mischevious glint in his eyes again,
"Calling me yours is pretty hot. Almost as hot as me."
I rolled my eyes, "I'm going to go take a shower, and you need one too." I said then kissed him lightly, prancing off to the bathroom in my room.
Jace's POV*youlovemeIknow*
I wrapped the towel around my waist and walked into my plain, bare room. I was so used to Clary's that every time I walked out, I was thinking to see bright paintings and her stuff scattered around the room. Instead I find my boring room. I walked over to the closet and took out a button up, black shirt with some black jeans. I shake my head to get rid of all the excess water. I sprayed my cologne and walked over to Clary's room, just to hear her music playing and the sound of pencil sketching over rough yet smooth paper. I knock once, and heard a distracted,
"Come in..." from the other side. I walked through the threshold to see Clary, still in her towel with her pencil moving quickly over the paper. When I looked over, it was the intricate patterns and lines of a rune, the boldness of some edges made me think of what it represents.
"What's this?" I asked in awe as her pencil moved efficiently over.
"Bliss." she whispered, adding the last line and looked at me, "I just closed my eyes for a second and it was there..behind my eyes.."
"So will it put the person at complete bliss?"
"Apparently. Let's go test it!" she said, jumping to her feet but quickly catching the towel before it fell.
"First get dressed. I can't have you coughing while fighting a Forsaken" I grinned, "Or something else..."
"Close your eyes!" she commanded. I did as she told and turned around with a hand over my eyes. I respect her privacy. If she's not ready, then she's not. Nothing more than that.
When I looked back around, Clary was wearing a dark blue shirt with black skinny jeans, "Let's do this!" she exclaimed. I chuckled,
"I'm putting it on, though. If anything happens to you, I couldn't handle it."
Clary's eyebrows furrowed, "And if something happened to you, do you think I could handle it?"
"You can handle anything, Clary."
"And same with you, Jace."
I sighed, "Fine. We'll both put it on."
Clary laughed, "That's fair." she walked over to her drawer and pulled out her stele, "Where do you want it?"
"My arm will do." With that, she traced the lines of the rune from her head onto my body. Almost immediately, I felt my body relax. My troubles eased. I was...carefree. Clary put the rune on her self and smiled,
"How about those movies?"
I smiled, feeling completely tranquil, not worrying about Clary or her fighting demons or the fact that I'm falling head over heels for this girl, just the fact that being with her brings the inner peace out from inside of me, "Right this way, madam." Clary laughed and grabbed my hand, leading me to the living room. I layed out 10 movies, all borrowed from Isabelle; 2 disney; Aladdin and Mulan, 2 horror; The Ring and Paranormal Activity, 2 action; Avatar and Transporter, 2 romance; The Notebook and Dear John, 2 comedy; The Proposal and The Ugly Truth, .
"I pick two, and you pick two." Clary said with a yawn following after it. I think she was training from the hours and hours of training we just did, "My choice is Transporter and Aladdin. And yours?"
I grinned, "The Ugly Truth and Mulan!" she raised an eyebrow,
"Mulan?"
"Just 'cause I'm super manly doesn't mean I can't like disney movies."
"Right..."
So with that, we both layed on the couch, Clary cuddled in between my legs, her head to my chest and my back to the couchs arm. I layed a soft blanket over us and we began to watch Transporter. I knew it was a matter of time before Clary falls asleep, and being this blissful, allows me to render into my sleep after Aladdin.
"Jace..." I heard someone whisper next to my ear. I felt my heart nearly melt at the voice, "Jace...wake up..." she whispered again, "Fine...if you don't wake up, then you won't get another kiss for weeks." Clary said, getting off of the couch to walk away, but in instinct, I grabbed her hand and pulled her into my lap.
"No kisses? That just won't do."
Clary grinned, "I knew you would wake up!"
"Is that rule on?" I asked skeptically.
Clary kissed me, "Clearly not." she paused on my lips before pulling back abruptly, "Oh right! Get up!" she said urgently, pulling my hand up.
"Why? What happened? Is someone hurt? Did demons attack?"
Clary laughed, "No. The phone just rang for you."
She woke me up for that? "You couldn't tell them I was sleeping?"
"Nope!"
"Well who is it?"
Clary shrugged, "I don't know. Go!"
I sighed and walked over to the phone, holding it up to my ear, "It's Jace." I said.
"Jace Wayland?" I heard from the other side, and that just...pisses me off.
"No. Jace Lightwood."
"Ok. Anyway, you're Jace, correct?"
"Obviously."
"This is Douglas Shrufni."
"And I care....why?"
"The new Inquisitor, Douglas Shrufni."
"Ok...why did you call? I was doing something rather important."
"Mr. Lightwood, I'm sure sleeping is not as important as me sending another Shadow Hunter to be in the company of Maryse and Robert Lightwood."
"...Wait..what? Another Shadow Hunter is coming to live with us?"
"Yes..for the time being. His name is Demeter Quaser, he is at the age of 18."
"Did you get Maryse and Robert's permission."
"Oh silly Jace Lightwood, I don't need there permission. With that said, goodbye." he said then hung up the phone. Alright then....
I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist, "A new Shadow Hunter, eh? Sounds interesting."
I turned in Clary's arms, looking her straight in the eye, "I need you to stay cautious around him. We don't know what will happen, we've had other Shadow Hunter stay here...and they didn't turn out to be the best company."
Clary smiled, "I will. Don't worry about me, Jace Lightwood." she whispered and walked away, "I'm going shopping with Isabelle." Clary said with a wave of her hand, I walked up and caught her hand, turning her into me,
"Not without one thing."
Clary grinned, "This?" she teased, kissing my neck.
"Mmm...not exactly."
"This?" she asked, kissing my jaw bone.
"Nope."
"This?" she whispered, kissing my lips lightly. My hands pulled her waist closer to my body, her hands found there way to my hair and tugged gently.
"Ok...so we have to get you two something." I heard Izzy say. I smiled against Clary's lips,
"Like what?" Clary said, pulling way yet still staying in my arms,
"Something like hmm...I don't know, lingerie or..something. Like a naughty nurse or a sexy cop costume."
"I'm not one for foreplay, Izzy. I don't know about you..but I wouldn't mind." I said, trying to conceal my laughter.
"You're such a pervert!" Clary said, pushing away from me completely then sticking her tongue out.
"I was just kidding." Right then, what the Inquisitor said popped into my mind, "Oh. By the way, did you know about a new Shadow Hunter coming to live with us for a little bit?"
Isabelle's eyebrows furrowed, "No. How do you know that?"
"I just got a call from the new Inquisitor."
"Is it a guy? Or girl? What's its name?"
"A guy, I think...Demeter Shwaser or Quasar."
"Alright. Anyway, let's go, Clary!"
Clary sighed, "Come on."
Walking into this house, people would probably think we're normal mundanes, they wouldn't think we fight demons for a living, 5 minutes after my girlfriend and my friend left, there was another knock on the door. I walked over and opened to be greeted my a tall, black-haired boy with green eyes and a whole lot of suitcases. I would almost mistake him as a vampire for his pale skin, I wouldn't be surprised if he popped out some fangs and said "I vant to suck you bloood."
"Hello," he greeted, "My name is Demeter Quasar."
AN
Sorry for all the fluff. I can't help it! I just love them together. But trust me, there's a lot of action coming up.
