Chapter 8:

Riven spent most of her day sparring with the lower ranking members of Fury Company, Fin had asked her to do it to challenge them, to force them to improve. She had always been better than her fellow soldiers in combat, even picking up a zweihander for a weapon instead of a normal sword like the others. When she had chosen her weapon back in training she had been mocked for picking something so outdated and because she was smaller than the others, they had believed it impossible for her to learn to use it. Within a few months of picking the zweihander, she had proven them wrong, using it in sparring sessions to break swords and shields and if she had really wanted to she could have cleaved heads as well.

So when she trained with the lower ranking members of Fury Company, most of them yielded to her quickly, realising she was a force to be reckoned with. While the weight of the weapon should slow her down, she moved with a speed that surprised her opponents, giving her the time to use it in heavy blows. She showed the men of Fury Company that they had a long way to go if they wanted to move up in the ranks, Noxus valued strength for a reason.

Fin claimed he gave her the task because he had some important meeting to take care of but Riven figured he was sensing how bored and restless she was becoming. They hadn't had a mission in months, he most likely figured she was bored and the result was the mess she was getting herself in with the Du Couteau sisters. Riven guessed that Katarina had picked up on her unusual behaviour at High Command the day before and that Katarina wasn't the type to let things go, she suspected it would be far from over.

When Riven returned to her room for the night, having just showered, she found out she had been right. As she entered her room she was greeted with being thrown up against the door, a blade to her neck. Even though the room was pitch black she knew who was in front of her.

"Is it genetic for Du Couteau's to hide in other people's rooms to surprise them?" The snarky comment Riven made was met with a low growl.

"She came here?" She asked Riven, some sort of intense emotion flaring in her voice. Was it jealousy that she was hearing? She wondered.

"Yes." Riven answered bluntly.

"What happened?" Riven felt the blade pressed against the skin of her neck harder, a slow trickle of blood running down her neck.

"I think you already know what happened." Riven was surprised by the level of anger Katarina was showing, she had expected Katarina to view her much like her sister did, a plaything. She hadn't expected the assassin to develop any feelings for her, especially when Katarina barely knew her.

"That doesn't answer my question." The assassin snapped. Riven let out a small huff of protest before speaking anyway, she didn't particularly want to admit to what she already felt guilt about. Guilt that she couldn't really find a reason for, it's not like Katarina had ever shown much more than a sexual interest in her.

"She came here, waited for me in my room and then when I returned after training she fucked me." The assassin hesitated for a moment before withdrawing her dagger from Riven's neck, holstering it back on her belt. Her grip didn't withdraw, still forcing Riven up against the door though Riven could easily create space between the two of them if she really wanted to; she was far stronger than the assassin.

"This is the most informal you have ever been with me. Keep it that way." Katarina said, a look on her face that suggested there was supposed to be more meaning to that than what she had actually said though Riven was missing it.

"I don't get this. Why do you keep seeing me? You never see someone more than once from what I've heard." Katarina smirked slightly causing the hairs on Riven's neck stand up slightly, she hadn't realised how much she liked the smugness the assassin exuded.

"What? Don't you want me to come see you?" Katarina's fingers began tracing the top of Riven's belt buckle, teasing her skin and causing the soldier to divert her eyes.

"That's not what I meant."

"Then what did you mean?" Katarina asked, a teasing tone in her voice as she leaned in, her mouth hovering over Riven's neck where the assassin's blade had cut into her minutes ago. Riven squirmed slightly under the attention, it was as if she had received tips from her sister about how to get information out of her.

"Why do you have feelings for me?" Katarina pulled away slightly, the smirk now gone. She didn't like the idea of being accused of having feelings, even if it were true.

"I'll be blunt. Don't see anyone else." The assassin said, moving away from Riven and heading back to the window where she had entered the room in the first place.

"You aren't going to answer my question?" Katarina rolled her eyes slightly at Riven before disappearing out the open window, leaving the soldier by herself up against the door.

A/N: Sorry for the unusually long time for me to update this, normally I don't take almost a week. I was working on my other fic Command and Obey but now expect this to be back on track with the fast updates. Please let me know what you're thinking through a review or PM. Thanks for reading!