CHAPTER III

The room was huge. A loft, the bed on which Jace was now sitting, stood in the center of it. The beddings were ruffled but expensive-looking. This wasn't Sebastian's appartment. Of course not. Clary had destroyed it on their last time out. It smelled the same way though. A constant reminder of its resident. There were paintings on the wall and a giant piano stood a few foot beside him. Weird, Jace thought, that's so untypical.

A half wall devided the kitchen, in which Jace saw the back of Sebastian's head. He was topless, wearing expensive, black sweatpants. His skin was so white, it almost blended in with his hair. It gave him a shiver, but he couldn't help but staring, even if he knew that wasn't what he was supposed to think about right now.

What should he do? He had no idea where he was, neither if Sebastian would let him go by any chance. Escaping wasn't possible. Sebastian wouldn't hurt him, so far he knew, but of course he had to go home.

Then he remembered why he summoned Sebastian at all. Not just for answers (which, thinking back now, he probably shouldn't have wanted in the first place), but also to kill him, whatever it costs. At least he knew where Sebastian was now, even if he had to be with him constantly to make sure he wouldn't attack the Institute.

Sebastian turned around looking at him, a grin on his face, but this time it looked less sinister than the night before.

„Slept well, huh?" he said „It's almost twelve". Jace stared at him with disbelief

„Where the hell am I?" he asked „And why are you making coffee?"

Sebastian gave him a look as if the question was nothing he'd ever expect in this situation.

„Maybe I wanted coffee?" He said „And we're in Gothenburg actually, I'm staying here when I don't have to be somewhere else. The interior is everything but perfect but it's the best I could get"

„By the Angel, Sweden?" Jace jumped up and ran to the window. And yes, the was no doubt, it looked exactly like Helen Blackthorn had described it after her visit last year.

A little too much green to look like a big city and a mix of arcitecture from a lot of different decades. Also, Jace noticed that they were high, very high above the ground.

„Why here?" he asked out of sudden curiousity.

„It is so peaceful." said Sebastian walking towards him to take a look outside the glass-front wall. Jace' face wore an expression of pure surprise.

„You? Peaceful?" he asked, and if the situation would have been any different, he would be laughing out loud by now.

Sebastian glared at him.

„Only because I'm bringing a war, doesn't mean that I dislike peace. War is necessary. Something that needs to be done to make the world a better place. I will go through this and then, I will rule in peace."

Jace was confused. He had seen Sebastian be a lot of things, most of all mad and greedy and childish. But not this. The worst of all was that it didn't make Jace like him more, but kind of betrayed by his own memories.

„You've changed." he shortly noticed, pouring himself a cup of coffee.

„Nahh" Sebastian said, the mature look that had been on his face until now disappeared „I just needed a place to escape. And this is here and this is with you." he said with a slight smile. „I'm really happy you summoned my last night, well, at least you tried" he flung himself onto a big, anthracite colored couch.

„Why me? And why did you bring me here when you're practically planning war against us?" Jace got more and more confused with every of Sebastian's sentences.

„The reason why I chose you is pretty obvious, isn't it? Last night was the last thing to prove you are the right one. I took you here because I'm bored and I hate being alone." He took a long gulp of coffee. „Also you might not be a threat as long as you're here. Our realtionship might be complicated but I can't risk you forget what I am to you"

„What you are to me?" Jace almost laughed „You are so to say my archnemesis!" he stood directly in front of Sebastian who smiled amused looking up to Jace. He grabbed his shirt and pulled him down to him until their faces were only a few inches away from each other.

„Your not." Sebastian said in low voice „You're my star-crossed lover." and pulled Jace closer, so he lost his balance and fell onto Sebastian who sarted kissing him again, this time more passionately than the night before.

And Again Jace couldn't move. He could just let it happen, but his rage seemed to vanish slightly. All the things he felt last night minimized to three very well connected emotions. Hate, passion, and even if he tried to bury the thought of it as far in the back of his head as he could, there was a slight hint of what could only be considered love.

Jace gave in and let himself fall in Sebastian's arm. It was like his body didn't really connect to his mind. Like he saw it happening from outside, but it was clearly his body. He held his hands at the side of Sebastian's neck while Sebastian buried his hands in Jace' golden hair. The heavenly fire seemed to rise within Jace but never really touching the surface.

When Sebastian finally pulled away from him, it was there again, the sinister smile streching over the curve of his wet lips and his black eyes.

„I told you." he said, his voice in an impish tone „We belong to each other."

Jace rolled over next to Sebastian on the couch. He covered his eyes with his lower arm, shame crawling upon him. What hat he done? Again? He thought of Clary and the Lightwoods. He had just made out with probably the most dangerous and evil person on the planet. What had rid him to do that? Twice?

Sebastian had picked up his mug from the coffeetable and was now watching Jace.

„Hey" he said, almost worried „Are you alright?"

„Of course I'm not!" Jace glared at him. „How could I have done this?"

„Well it quite seemed like you enjoyed youself." Sebastian grinned, his white hair fell into his face.

„Shut up!" Jace demanded, backing off a little more.

„Fine!" Sebastian held up his hands in a defense. „I suppose you should get dressed, I'm going to take a shower."

On his way to the half open bathroom of the loft, Sebastian turned his head over his shoulder and grinned at Jace who still stared at him with distatse in his eyes.

„We're going out."