Hellooow everyone! I'm back! I'm sorry for the long wait and I know you guys really spoiled me by actually getting me to reach 50 reviews so a big thank you to all of you! I'm sorry I didn't update for so long but I just had so much work for school and my first exam of the year is this Friday so I'm just really stressed out about it. But even though I should really be studying now I had to post a new chapter. First of all because today it is what we call in Dutch "Sinterklaas" it's just some holiday and the kids get presents so I thought that I should also give you guys some kind of present (that means if you are all still interested in reading this story). Anyway, I probably won't be updating for some time because the exams are starting but I would really love to reach 60 reviews. Pretty please? Enjoy!

Jace and Clary were standing opposide of each other and when Jace saw the murderous look she was giving him he gulped and wondered for a second if he really could do this. Just a second, he remembered quickly that he was the best shadowhunter in the Institute. Of course a little girl couldn't beat him. He knew Clary was the same age as him but even she had to admit that she was pretty small. Even though he realised all this he couldn't help the doubt starting to flicker again when Isabelle smiled at Clary. Surely Isabelle wouldn't be smiling if she thought her best friend would get her ass beaten. But Isabelle hadn't seen him fight yet so he blamed it on that and the fact that she would probably want to encourage her best friend. Yeah, that had to be it.

Jace and Clary got into their starting positions: 10 steps away from each other and with their backs turned to the other one. Once Simon – he was being judge – yelled that they could start they would turn as fast as possible and lunge at the other. He had only felt Clary's back for half a second against his when they stood back to back when they each took 5 steps for the correct measurements, but he had already felt a tingle race trough his whole body. This was bound to be an interesting game.

When Simon finally yelled at them to start Jace turned as fast as possible to catch Clary, but unlike he expected she wasn't running to him, no she was running away from him. Was she already taking the easy way out? Maybe he had been mistaken in her and was she just a coward.

Jace was lost in thoughts when he suddenly felt something hit his back with a force he didn't know possible. He fell forward and almost faceplanted himself on the traininghall's floor. By the way his whole body tingled he knew the thing that had hit him had to be the one and only Clary herself. Not such a coward it looked, just much smarter than he was. Jace thought he should fight back but he found his body to be completely unable to move and not just because he was paralized by how good it felt to have Clary against his skin. The little girl already sat on his back and had her knees pressed against his elbows so there was no way he could escape.

That would be if he wasn't Jace Herondale. The second he felt her grip lessen because she thought he had admitted defeat he sprung upwards and threw her of his back. He almost felt bad when he heard her fall on the floor but he had a reputation to uphold. She stood back up and they faced each other again. No more tricks now, just them fighting and showing the other all they got. Each time her or his punches hitted the target he felt sparks go up in his body, the adrenaline rushing like it hadn't ever done before during sparring, or even during a fight with a real demon. There was something about this girl that made his sensed increase when he was around her and it worked better than any rune he'd ever drawn on himself. Damn it, he cursed to himself, here I go again with fantasizing about her during the fight. I'm so not going to loose this thing because I can't get my mind out of the gutter.

They were still fighting and seemed pretty equal to each other even though they were both putting their best efford in the fight. Jace had to admit that Clary would've probably beaten Sebastian and that he hadn't thought it would be so hard to defeat the little Firecracker.

They kept on fighting untill Clary had him on the ground with some tricky move he didn't see comeing. But in her triumph she had let her defense down a second so Jace pulled her to the ground with him. They were continuing their fight on the ground and she made Jace really hot and bothered by the way she was squirming on the ground, always trying different tactics to get him to loosen his grip or to get him under her.

That was untill she accidentally brushed her hand against his man parts. By the look on her face he saw she really didn't do it on purpose but he paralized the second she touched him. He couldn't tell you how it happened if you asked but she had him with his back on the ground in seconds. Jace was about to just throw her off of him regarding she hadn't had time to really secure him to the ground when she moved a little bit and her ass slipped over his crotch. Jace was instantly thrown back to the night when she had given him a lapdance during Truth or Dare. He felt the pleasure he had been feeling than again and he knew that this fight was over for him and that he'd need a really long and really cold shower after this, just like the night she had given him the lapdance. But even though he loved those memoreis he also remebered what had gone down after that and that it hadn't ended well for either him or Clary.

"Admit that you have been defeated Jace," his little Firecracker whispered in his ear, not knowing that he only turned him on more. Wait, when had he begun thinking of her as his?

He tried to keep his cool and struggled to raise one eyebrow which only seemed to piss her off more.

"What if I don't think I've been defeaten yet?", he asked.

"Oh, believe me mister. You have been handed your ass to you on a silver platter by a little girl that couldn't handle herself in a fight remember?"

Her anger and the way she moved just the slightest bit by every word she said turned him on even more. He just hoped she wouldn't notice the bump in his pants on which she was sitting. Shit, did she really didn't know what she was doing to him? So just to make sure he wouldn't take her in front of the entire Insitute he said: "Fine, you win Clary. But watch your back 'cause next time it's my turn to knock down your ego a bit."

A smile lighted her entire face and he forgot every bit of annoyance he was feeling towards her for beating him. He thought to himself he would do anything to see that smile again, to see her smile it to him and only him. He got lost in his thoughts about how beautiful she was and just like the first time he just couldn't think about anything else and he knew he wouldn't be able to resist the temptation. So he leaned in and caught Clary's lips with his own's. But unlike the last time she didn't kiss him back. She froze for a second and just when he thought she would warm up to him she slapped him in his face.

"What the actual fuck Jace, you can't just go around and kiss me whenever you feel like it and than tell me the next morning it didn't mean shit!"

She then got up and walked away, her delicious ass swaying by every step she took. He saw that Isabelle got up to follow her and that the rest of the Institute had apparently already left because only Sebastian and Simon where still there, watching him with their mouths wide open. Probably shocked by what had just gone down in front of them.

"What just happened?", Sebastian asked him.

"I honestly don't know", the blond boy answered as he looked at the door the redhead had disappeared through without looking back, still too entrance by her beauty to do anything else than just stare.

So what do you guys all think about this story? I was thinking of maybe doing a chapter in Clary's point of view in the next chapter so tell me if you would like that or not. Please review and make me hit 60 reviews!