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K for Karate

Jane's fist connected with the solid wooden block and it snapped in two. A triumphant smile flashed over his face as he took a step back, put his arms at his sides and bowed to his teacher. If you had told him several months ago that he would be taking karate lessons, he would've just laughed in your face. But now, here he was.

It was day fourteen of a rigorous new training regime that he had booked himself into. Two harsh weeks of smashing wooden objects into pieces, perfecting his block for self-defence and practising hand to hand combat with his instructor had given him a new edge.

He had a perfectly good reason for doing so, though. Of course, he wouldn't just do it for the hell of it. That wasn't his thing…Oh no; his soul purpose was to impress a certain Miss Lisbon.

After following up on a particular lead, a confrontation with the biggest suspect had ended in a number of fist fights and bloodshed. It wasn't broken, but his nose had seen better days…

Anyway, he had felt extremely pathetic when Lisbon had looked down on him from above after he fell to the floor in the tousle. It should have been him helping her out in a situation like this! Not the other way around! His ego had taken a bit of a beating from that occurrence, anyhow, and now all he had his heart set on was impressing her the next time something like this happened. Not only had his defence skills improved, but he was looking more toned and in shape than he had for years!

He left the building with a hopeful feeling in his heart. Oh boy, he couldn't wait to see her face the next morning!

The night stretched on and on, until finally, it was time to return to work. Lisbon looked up from her paperwork when she heard him come in. There was a definite spring in his step this morning, and her mind began to whirr with anxiety at what he was thinking…

"Good morning, Lisbon!" he sang cheerily. She frowned.

"Umm… Hey, Jane. What's up with you?"

"My dear, whatever do you mean?"

"You know perfectly well what I mean! Why are you so… I dunno, happy?"

"Because it's better to be happy than sad!" he exclaimed. "Being sad is very bad, and being happy is…Umm…snappy?" He inwardly cringed at his own idiocy and then plastered a megawatt smile on his angelic face. Then he took a seat on Lisbon's couch.

Lisbon had to try her hardest to contain the hysterical laughter that was threatening to explode out of her. Instead, she raised her eyebrow again (A/N: Jeez, no wonder she has so many frown lines, as Jane described them!) and shook her head.

"Who are you, Dr. Seuss or something? Out with it. Now. Why are you acting so differently?"

He got up from the couch and stood in the middle of the room. "Well, that would be telling, wouldn't it? You're just gonna have to-" He was cut off by the stapler being thrown through the air towards him. As quick as a flash, he outstretched his hand and caught the lump of metal before it collided with his face. 'Mwahaha…Let's see what she thinks of that, then!' he thought to himself smugly.

Lisbon's eyes widened in shock.

"How did you… WHAT THE HELL? Who are you and what have you done with Patrick Jane?" she yelled in complete astonishment. Standing up, she made her way around the desk to stand in front of him.

"Hey, calm down! I'm still me, I've just had a little bit of, how do you say…training, that's all." He smiled at her.

"Training? Why? You're not an agent, you don't need to be that physically able, Jane. What did you do anyway?"

"Karate. I know I don't need to be that 'physically able', as you said. But I wanted to do it anyway! Maybe I wanted to impress you?" He winked at her. "Who knows?"

She couldn't help herself. She reached forward and grabbed a fistful of his shirt, bringing her face up nearer to his. As her hands brushed against his chest, she realised just how toned he was. 'Wow!' She thought dreamily. Lisbon felt giddy and suddenly unstable. She wavered slightly and Jane put his hands on her waist to steady her.

"You don't need to do anything to impress me. Because you already have." she whispered.

"Meh, it wasn't just that. It's given me a new air of confidence too."

Great. As if the jackass needs any more of that!

She let go and walked over to the door. "I need a coffee. Want some tea, ninja-boy?" He nodded.

"Sure."

An hour later, Jane was lying on his brown leather couch in the bullpen, making the finishing touches to his paper plane. He was thinking to himself as usual. Unfortunately, Teresa hadn't been as impressed with him as he'd have like, to be honest. Hadn't he put every bit of his effort into the past few weeks?

Lisbon walked in moments later and told everyone to pack up and go home. It was case closed and there was no more left to do. Speak of the devil… it was time to put his creation to good use.

The three agents stood up, packed their things and left, leaving just the two of them in the building. When Lisbon wasn't looking, he launched his model through the air towards the back of her head. But before it made contact, she spun around and caught it nimbly between two fingers.

"You know, I used to do karate too."

Jane's face twisted into an expression of confusion and disbelief. She chuckled at his open mouth and wide eyes.

"Seriously?"

"Yep. Seriously. I was a black belt. I thought you read my file?"

"Well, I may have skipped that part…"

"Oh, I bet you did." she laughed. "Sorry to burst your little bubble Jane, but it looks like you're not the only ninja in the office now."

Giggling, Lisbon spun on her heel, blew him a kiss and left the room, leaving him with a completely dumbfounded look on his face.

'Oh, the sweet taste of revenge. Serves him right, the cocky so-and-so…'

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