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Beast

Waterfalls, rivers, and gummy worms were the main topics of my mediation today. I began, shortly after BQ left, thinking of relaxing places and ended up with a colorful treat. My sensei used to say, "Your mind guides meditation and your heart maintains it." Even after I completed my training I kept up with the practice. It helps a person relax and sort out whatever is on their mind. I had often tried to get my friends to try it. 'Though BQ could never sit through a whole session.'

I stood up from my sitting position and stretched. Spotting one of my novels on the desk I grab it and start to leave.

The door slid opened and I nearly dropped my book. Snake Eyes stood with his hand positioned to knock. I relaxed and crossed my arms. "Yes?" I asked.

"Do you still want to spar this evening?" Snake Eyes signed.

I looked back at the clock. "It's evening already?" I stepped into the hallway. "Well, I suppose time flies when you have no windows."

Snake Eyes nodded.

I started heading to the training room when Snake stopped me.

"I thought we could fight in my dojo."

I could feel some surprise showing through my face, "You have a dojo." It was more of a statement than a question.

"Yes." Snake Eyes led the way.

I memorized the turns we took and thought back to the map I memorized. 'There wasn't any dojo on the blueprints.'

I followed him through what looked like a custodial closet. I whistled as we entered the oriental looking room. Snake looked back at me as I tried to cover with a cough. There was about a foot of space before the raised tatami floor. I sat on the edge and started removing my combat boots. Snake Eyes was already across the room and ready.

I waited hardly a second before standing in front of Snake Eyes. I rooted my legs and took my stance. I could almost swear I saw the lips on his mask move.

BQ

I stormed down the hall. 'She is so gonna get it.' Beast forgot to wake me up and now I am late for dinner and look like a train wreck. Ok, not so much a train wreck as my usual gorgeous self. 'But what if I did look like a train wreck? I wouldn't have had enough time to fix myself.'I stood at the entrance of the dining hall, looking for Beast's face. Annoyed I strode up to Beast's little friend. "Hi-Tech, where is Beast?"

Hi-Tech looked at me surprised, "I haven't seen her since earlier. Why?"

Duke and Ripcord walked past me with their plates full. I watched their backs; my anger gone. "I don't care, never mind."

Hi-Tech shrugged and left with Breaker while I set my sights on Duke. The blonde buzz-cut and a strut that said he owned the place peeked my interest. And boy was I interested.

He must have seen me staring because he waved me over to sit with him. I smiled and had to restrain myself from skipping to his table.

I took my time walking over, as difficult as it was, to think up a strategy. The plan I have with Roadblock, waiting for him to make the first move, is a bit slow going. 'I have needs I have to take care of.' I nearly smirked at the thought. Those were the same words I used on Beast in explaining why a whole company of the army got transferred after I got my hands on them. 'It's not my fault that they started fighting over me.' With that extra shot of confidence I decided to take a less subtle approach with this one.

Stepping over the bench seat, I nearly sat right in Duke's lap I was so close. He didn't seem to notice. "You all settled in?"

I pouted slightly, "Yeah, just barely. I got my room all set up."

Ripcord nudged Duke, whispered something, and picked up his tray. I pretended not to be interested and instead stole Duke's banana off of his plate. Ripcord left the table and moved over to where Scarlett was eating, leaving me and Duke alone.

Duke smiled at me and I smiled back, spinning the banana in my hand. My smile turned more suggestive as a delicious idea popped into my head. I turned casually to give him a better view and peeled the banana. I did it slowly, while tapping his foot with mine, giving him time to catch on. Once the fruit was 'naked' I nibbled lightly at the tip. At this point Duke wasn't moving at all. I could hardly tell he was breathing. He was so focused on my mouth. I continued nipping down the side and circled the top. He had a hungry look in his eyes as I brought the tip back to my lips. I took the first few inches in and let my tongue travel lower. Duke's hand was fisted on the table and he almost seemed to be squirming now.

I pulled the, now glistening, banana out of my mouth and smiled fully at Duke. His frustration was clearly written on his face. I smirked and quickly bit off the tip of the banana. Duke moaned. I hurriedly looked around the room to see if anyone had heard. They all seemed distracted or busy.

I bumped Duke's leg with my knee, he jerked back in response. I waited for a reaction and got a reluctant smile in return. I scooted closer.

"BQ, you wanna join me for some shooting practice?"

A/N:Notice I gave you one of my OC's real name in the past chapter. Could this be important? A setup for something else? Or just an unrelated tidbit? We shall see. You might also notice our first little, spicy (for lack of a better word), situation. It was more lime then lemon, but I wanted to bring it in slowly at first. To gauge reaction to it. So if you review I'll get a better handle of what would improve the story. The next chapter will be up soon. I am making the next one waaay longer in comparison to these last ones as a sort of back-to-school present for my friend. If its good, I'll try to make it regular.

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