Janeway set down her water bottle, "No, I don't think so."

Chakotay nodded, "Computer, one pair of 12 oz. training boxing gloves, and one set of boxing wraps."

"Please specify a size."

Chakotay looked at Kathryn, "I have no idea how big my hands are."

"That's fair, computer size small."

A pair of grey boxing gloves with white lining appeared next to two small wraps of cloth on a shelf near the punching bag, Chakotay got them and brought them to Kathryn.

"Here." Chakotay set down the gloves and held up one of the cloth wraps.

"This can be kind of tricky, I will teach you how to wrap your own hands another time." He gestured for one of her hands and she gave it somewhat tentatively.

He held her fingers gently with one and and with the other placed the end of the wrap on her wrist. He then began to spiral the wrap around her hands and fingers.

He was always gentle, almost caressing her hand as he went, and Kathryn caught herself staring at him multiple times.

He secured the wrap and she flexed her fingers, she didn't have full range of movement in her fingers but her wrist was supported and her knuckles were padded.

He repeated the process on her left hand.

He then plied the Velcro from the right hand glove and held it open for her. She glanced at him quickly then slid her hand it.

The material was tight but breathable, and her hand fit comfortably into the curve of the glove.

With her hand inside Chakotay wrapped the Velcro tight and felt her hand.

"These are a good size." He started to undo the other one while Janeway was still staring at where he had grabbed her hand. Beneath the wraps she could feel where he had gently held her, she wasn't used to it.

He held open the second glove and they repeated the process. Chakotay then went and collected his black gloves from the bench and slipped one of them on, leaving his other hand.

"Alright, first things first, how hard can you punch?" He held up his ungloved hand.

Did he want her to punch him?

"Come on, punch right here." He tapped his palm.

"No, I don't want to hit you."

"It's okay, just one punch, I need to get a feel for where we are starting out." She hesitated another second or so, then changed her footing.

She put her right leg forward and bent her knees a bit, then brought up her gloves, she bounced once and then punched.

Damn! Chakotay was not expecting that much force from her on her first go. She stood up straight again and he let his hand down, trying not to make the shake out of his hand obvious, but of course she noticed.

"Did I hurt you? I'm sorry, I just.."

"No no, you're fine, I was just surprised, are you sure you've never done boxing?"

"Pretty sure!" They both gave a small laugh. "Alright, well I guess I don't have to work on the force part of boxing with you."

He slipped on his other glove, and then began to show her the basic stances and punches. She caught on quickly, and he could tell she was ready to punch.

"Alright," he straightened up and so did she, they both wiped a bit of sweat from their foreheads, Kathryn hadn't realized how difficult boxing was or how much body strength it required.

"I think you have the basic forms down, now time to apply them." He took off his gloves and for a second Kathryn thought he was going to make her punch him again, but instead he walked back to the bag.

"So, twenty punches, each hand. Repeat it 5 times."

She raised her eyebrows.

"Come on, just pretend it's a Kazon or a Vidiian." She grimaced at their mention and he laughed, "Exactly, now go on!"

She got into her stance and began her sets, Chakotay watched her make a few punches, then asked, "Is it okay if I finish the rest of my workouts while you do this one?"

She nodded her head, continuing her punches. Dang, she was really into this. Or maybe it was the Captain's determination coming through.

He gave a half smile and walked over to a structure that was best described as a fancy monkey-bar set.

He rubbed his hands together and jumped up to the first rung, Kathryn didn't take any notice until he began going forward and backward and up and down at ridiculous speeds. He pulled himself up on the last rung so he was on top of the set and began doing dips.

Kathryn couldn't help but notice how sculpted his arms were, she could see his muscles and veins working, and his concentration was evident on his face.

His sweat ran down his torso and made his shirt cling to his abs…

'STOP IT' She thought.

Kathryn angrily resumed her punches, trying unsuccessfully to get the images of her first officer her mind had conjured up out of her brain.

She was so focused on losing her focus on Chakotay that she didn't notice when he came up next to her until he lightly touched her glove between punches.

"I think how have done twice the number of punches I told you to do." He chuckled.

She stood straight and realized only then that she was drenched in sweat and her arms were unbelievably tired, they hung like dead weights by her sides, and she no longer had any desire to go on that run.

She was breathing hard and honestly almost missed the once over that Chakotay gave her.

"How do you feel?" He said, hoping she didn't notice how often his eyes were being drawn to her heaving chest.

"I didn't realize how good of a workout boxing is." She wiped the back of her glove across her forehead and then placed her hands on her hips,

"What's next?"

"Ha, I think that's enough for one night, it's 0230 hours."

"Is it really?"

"Yes, and we both have the alpha shift." He walked over to a cupboard on the wall and grabbed two towels.

He handed one to her, then proceeded to walk in front of her, heading to the stairs, giving her a wonderful...ly inappropriate view of his shorts clinging attractively to his... Seriously.

She shoved her face into the towel, taking several deep breaths before following him down the stairs.

Chakotay filled his water bottle and tried to think of freezing winter. 'I want to train her, she obviously needs the outlet, like I did' he paused, 'and I would get to see her like this a few times a week…' Yeah okay that was enough convincing.

He turned to find her on the last stair. He walked over, "So, was that helpful?"

"How do you mean," she said, obviously tired.

"Are you less wound up?"

She paused, "Yes. For now." She proceeded to recycle her towel, and inadvertently gave him another opportunity to check out her legs.

This was getting out of hand, 'Kathryn… Janeway is your Captain and you are her first officer, absolutely NOTHING can happen.' The self-scolding only helped until she bent over to adjust a knee brace he hadn't realized she was wearing.

Damn that woman.

Kathryn turned and walked back to him. "Thank you for showing me the basics of boxing, it is very relaxing."

She was obviously feeling the heat between them and had switched back to Captain mode.

"I am happy you enjoyed it." He paused, not sure how the 'Captain' would respond, but continued. "I was wondering, would you like to continue lessons? You are very good at it and I think you would really enjoy pursuing it further, we could meet here once or twice a week and I can teach you more."

He watched her consider her offer, she was being very careful to guard her emotions because her eyes gave no signaling as to what she was thinking.

"I would enjoy that. Thank you Commander."

"Of course Captain, when would you like to meet next?" He had automatically shifted to his command stance and had his hands clasped behind his back with his knees straight, legs shoulder-width apart.

"I get off at 1800 hours day after next, does 1900 work?"

"Yes that should be fine, I will have the program up and running."

"Thank you Commander."

She turned to leave, he watched her walk and only when she was out of sight did he let out a big breath and relax his posture. This was not going to be easy, and not because she was going to be hard to train.