A/N: This one, I hope, will make up for the last piece of crap. This song screams RoyxChesh because of these lines: "She's like a pistol, pointed at me, smokin' from her head to her feet, packing the heat. She's lethal, with a license to kill..." Now, if we all reflect on "Targets", there's that one part where she points her fingers at him like a gun. And then the rest of the song fits as well...

Enough rant, I'm sorry, I really, really love this song.

Disclaimer: I don't own. Inspiration is the song "Here Comes Trouble" by Honor Society.

Here Comes Trouble

"It's Cheshire."

Kaldur's warning doesn't reassure me at all. Within seconds, I know I'm in some deep shit. The thought of her turns me on. "Alright," I manage with a tight voice. "I'll take care of it."

"Be safe, my friend." And the comm clicks out.

Shit. I pull my dumpy car into the parking garage and lock it up. Not like anyone would steal it. I'm parked next to a Maserati, so I'm pretty clear for not getting my car stolen. Luxury sports car versus Crap-mobile? Yeah.

But Chesh. Cheshire. I grab my quiver out of the backseat and slip it over my head before running my fingers through my hair. I'm in trouble.

Fighting Cheshire? Not a problem. She's not hard to take on if you know her weak points. Her defense is weak lower, towards her ankles. Swipe 'em out and she's down for at least a few seconds, long enough to pull out an arrow. Avoiding the sais is the only difficult part. They're sharper than claws, making them all the more dangerous for a cat to wield.

Fighting off myself while fighting her? Well...

She's gorgeous. There's no questioning it. She's a different level. Chesh is someone stunning and special, making her all sorts of dangerous. Seduction is probably her greatest weapon; it would only take a few seconds of teasing before a guy's ready to get in her pants.

Hell, I'm ready to get in her pants. But I guess I have a bit more of an emotional level to it over pure lust. We've been through a lot together, believe it or not. That time with Lex Luthor. That time where Artemis told me Cheshire was her sister. That time when she nearly tried to kill me. (Okay, there have actually been a lot of that last one.) Either way, I don't think I'm just another guy aiming to get laid. There's more to it than that.

"Red," she purrs as I step into the room, instantly releasing all her tied up hostages with a quick flick of her blade. "Good to see you. It's about time I got the right hero to come around."

Trouble.

The people all scatter, escaping into the daylight that is immediately cut off again when the doors shut tightly. Darkness pours back into the room, the only light coming from some stray shafts of sun. And her mask glows in the shadows, the only thing I can see of her. "I've missed you, Red," she sighs heavily, closing in on me like we're playing cat and mouse. "You don't come around much anymore."

"Maybe it's because you're an assassin." My eyes watch her saunter out of the shadows. Yes, I want all over that. She makes it look so easy... Worst part is, she knows it. "I don't want my throat slit any time soon."

Jade steps in even closer, barely a yard away, just out of reach. "I thought we had an agreement."

My bow clashes against her sais before anyone can breathe another word. Cheshire slashed at me first, and now I get to fight back.

She hisses when I throw off her aim and redirect it to her left, settling her weight on that foot and making sure she's unbalanced. Beyond that, it's just that I have to fully come through and connect-

My kick is dodged as she steps away only to flip completely over me, and before I can turn around, there's a foot in my side and it hurts like a bitch. Her kick definitely knocks something out of place, but I'm even more turned on. She's so-

I get another kick and then hear the hissing of her sais through the cold air and I barely get my bow there in time to block her advances. With a quick twist, her foreign daggers are cut down and I manage to connect the other end of my bow with her face. The mask is chopped down.

Everything about her is tantalizing, seductive, enticing. Dark mane. Dark eyes. Tinted skin. Fluid motions. Perfect figure. Long legs. Everything.

Without even hesitating, she reaches forward and peels away my mask. I don't even realize what she's doing until she utters, "Blue. I never would've pegged it, Arrow."

Well, so much for my identity. I struggle to regain my composure, and, as she smiles, I kick her down.

Jade Nguyen looks up at me with hurt eyes and a sad smile. "Come on." She rises back to her feet, and even though I should be pushing her back down, I don't. "This is just to get to you, don't you see? Why are you still putting up a fight?"

Morals. Rules. Dignity. I don't say anything.

Her body, smoking from her head to her feet, moved forward like the ocean's waves until I'm up against a wall, apparently of my own accord because I can't find it in me to push her away. "Let's just get this straight," she breathes, hot air on my face. "I want you, Red, and I always get what I want."

Hilariously enough, every sense of control leaves my body and I'm the one to kiss her first, mouth on hers, hands on her, trying to get more and more and more-

Everything beyond that happens like it's natural. Her leg hooks over one of my hips. I'm pretty sure my veins are on fire. She's got her hands around my neck, nails already slicing through my hair. I'm still pushing myself up against her the best I can and keeping our lips locked, afraid that she'll leave me hanging.

Jade squeezes my neck for a moment, and the shock of that makes me pull away just to make sure that she isn't trying to kill me. She croaks a laugh and then reaches down, hands working to pull off my belt. "I knew you couldn't resist."

A/N: Review? I'm much happier with this one than the last…

Next up… Dick/Con? (Unofficially.)

~Sky