"Holy shit man! You were like, Superman in there! I knew you could do shit, but man, I did NOT know you could do that!" Tank exclaimed the moment Neo blinked his eyes awake.

Once Trinity had unplugged him, Neo sat up, and looked at the faces in front of him. After looking at Trinity's emotionless face, Neo shifted his gaze to Morpheus, who was plainly beaming at him.

"I'll send a copy of this disk to Zion right away to be broadcast on every ship and for everyone in Zion to see. Neo, all this does is make my belief in you and the prophecy become greater." Morpheus patted him gently on the shoulder before moving towards the ladder to go to the cockpit.

"Oh man, this is fucking amazing! I just have one request." Tank could barely keep himself from hopping up and down, he was so excited.

Trinity knew what the request was, it happened with every new member, and could only roll her eyes.

"What is that?" Neo inquired, turning to face Tank.

"You, dojo, Trinity."

"Why?" Neo asked. "I thought you only spar once."

"Not exactly. In between sentinels, missions, and keeping the ship intact, everyone has a sparring partner and they practice in the dojo." Trinity explained shortly, glaring at Tank. "Besides, he just wants to see if you can beat me."

"Why would he want to see that?"

"Because aside from Morpheus, no one has taken Trinity." Tank informed him, backing up towards the consoles.

Neo looked at Trinity for a moment before nodding. Feeling the metal needle slide into his head once more, Neo hoped it would be for the last time this day.

Landing in the now-familiar dojo program, Neo looked around himself before looking down. Seeing his previous outfit from his spar with Morpheus, Neo could only shake his head.

"What's funny?" Trinity asked, causing Neo to jump at her sudden appearance.

"Just curious why I'm not in my Matrix garb, is all." Neo replied.

"This isn't the Matrix. This is a sparring program. There's a difference in proper attire. Now let's spar." Trinity replied shortly, sliding a leg out into a graceful stance- a neutral one at that.

Neo saw the stance and moved into his own, a defensive neutral, before flicking his hand up. Trinity raised her chin, and moved forward. Graceful, yet deadly movements, made in the smoothest of ways as to minimize effort and energy spent propelled her body towards his. Neo at first was surprised with how she didn't hold back, and received several hits on his wrists, abdomen and collarbone as payment for his over-confidence. Finally blocking a hard punch towards his shoulder, Neo grabbed Trinity's forearm and twisted her up and over him. Flipping forward to avoid a counterattack, Neo narrowly missed a kick in his back, and instead landed a heel in her jaw with his flip. Trinity stumbled back a step before regaining balance.

Sprinting forward, Trinity preformed a triple front flip before spiraling into the air. Having one kick blocked, Trinity quickly shifted her weight and descent to land another kick in the side of Neo's neck. Neo let go of Trinity's foot in pain, only to have both of her feet wrap around his neck in a hold- but not a choke- as her back slammed to the ground. Pulling him down, Trinity pushed him over her and rolled with him, straddling his chest in the process. Pinning his arms, Trinity found Neo's legs wrapping around her own neck, flipping her back and away from him. Breaking the rules, Neo pushed himself up by changing the coding, and flipped around to stop a punch, throwing Trinity down.

All thought had left either's mind quite early on. They were simply practicing- sparring. Who it was didn't matter, but Tank felt it did enough to call Morpheus down to watch.

"Just look at them. Even against each other they work perfectly."

"Like quicksilver." Morpheus murmured.

"Huh? Oh, Matrix elements, right." Tank nodded in understanding before returning his attention to the figures on the consoles.

Trinity and Neo's legs crossed around each other before Trinity slammed a foot into the back of his knee, knocking him down. Pushing off of his shoulders, Trinity flipped over him in order to swing her legs into his chest. But she didn't pull it off, for Neo grabbed her ankles as she turned and pushed her body down to the mats. Using a strength Trinity was quite sure he hadn't used on her before, Neo pulled her body through his legs and straddled her hips. Pushing his legs out to lock down her feet, Neo grabbed her arms before pinning them to the mat. Leaning down to keep her from pushing her torso up in order to push him off, Neo was so close he could feel the heated breath coming from her lips. He could feel the racing heartbeat beneath her moist skin, and suddenly, thought came back to his head.

"I think Trinity has just been beaten." Tank proclaimed.

"I also think you should give them some time, turn from the consoles, and find an interest in the piping behind you." Morpheus ordered gently.

"Got it, wouldn't want to witness anything out of the ordinary." Tank nodded and turned around to watch Morpheus exit.

Neo flexed his grip on Trinity's wrists slightly, causing her to wriggle, trying to get loose. Knowing she would never willingly say that he had beaten her, Neo decided to see if she would at least compromise. Pressing his forehead against hers, felt her lips touch his cheek slightly. Shifting slightly, Neo brought his lips to meet hers. God, time was always against them, might as well make use of what they did have- even if it was in the dojo. Pushing his lips apart, Trinity traced his upper lip with her tongue- feeling his own tongue pushing against hers. Lifting her head up slightly, Trinity nipped at his mouth, pulling his lower lip into her mouth, before ending the kiss.

Breathing slightly heavier than before, Trinity harshly whispered to him,

"Not here. We can't."

"Why not? We don't have time anywhere else." Neo reasoned, leaning down again.

Trinity only turned her head to the side. Neo changed methods and began to kiss her jaw and moved down her neck. He is right, she knew it, but we have got to keep this real. Nothing else is. I am not going to say that what he's doing right now isn't having any affect on me, but it's not real...it's not real...it's not real. Trinity kept forcing the mantra in her head not to leave as Neo's lips trailed further down to the part in her outfit. Feeling him tug at the sash, Trinity forced herself to keep remembering. It's not real. Neo undid the sash and pushed the fabric from her body. Fuck real. I'm here now. It won't matter...just...this...once. Trinity's last thought melted away as Neo kissed his way back up to her lips.

Suddenly, a siren went off in the dojo, causing Neo to jump at the sound, only finding just how tightly Trinity's hold had been. He had bucked slightly at the shock of the sound, and heard Trinity gasp softly. Looking into her more and more aware eyes as moments passed, Neo knew he must have accidentally moved against her in the right place. Sitting up, Neo allowed Trinity to pulled her legs out from between his before they were both ripped out of the dojo.

Opening their eyes in the real world, Neo felt his needle pulled out before seeing Morpheus standing beside him. Tank ran from Trinity's chair, the latter right behind him.

"The Neptune called us. Sentinels are moving our way." Tank sat down in his chair, while Neo moved to stand next to him as Trinity and Morpheus ran to the ladder.

Arriving shortly in the cockpit, Morpheus began looking at possible hideouts while Trinity hastily drove the ship. Looking at the scanners, Morpheus pointed to one area, an alcove.

"Try there."

Trinity complied readily, guiding the ship quickly into the snug spot, the landing gear out, putting the ship down as easily as was possible. Tank spoke quickly over the intercom while typing furiously.

"Power going offline now."

Neo watched as the ship darkened and the consoles became blank. Subconsciously he noticed that he could no longer hear the normal hum of the engines.

"EMP ready."

Trinity held her breath as a sentinel clambered over the wreckage, opening a small sensor, only to shut it a second later and move off. Breathing in slowly, Trinity turned to Morpheus.

"I'm guessing they're going to be out in droves now that Neo has threatened them."

"I agree. We must tell the other ships." Morpheus followed Trinity out of the cockpit and down to the core.

"No problems, I take it?" Tank asked upon their entrance.

"One was right below us, but moved on." Trinity replied. "We're going to send a message to all ships in range about heightened sentinel activity."

"Good idea. But, we better not waste too much time talking about it." Tank nodded in agreement.