Chap 5 yay! The real story can begin!

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He easily avoided the blade swung at him. His opponent growled and lunged; Ianto sidestepped and slammed his attacker with the pommel of his own blade. The younger woman fell to her knees and Al Malak Al-Maut mimed a killing blow. Holding it for a moment; so she realized the gravity of her mistake.

"Do not let your anger control you. Control it; make it work for you. It gives you strength, yes. It should not cloud your mind." Ianto intoned; offering her a hand up. "Again!" The young man called; turning his back to her. Showing her how to anticipate an opponent's next move.

Blow after blow he countered or avoided. Finally he knocked her blade away and she drew daggers; continuing the fight in closer quarters. He still managed to defeat her in the end. Ianto would never hurt a student, but he didn't hold back either. Made them better fighters; more equipped to handle, what they'd really face. He was helping her up again when he heard clapping.

"Father!"

"It pleases me to hear you say that my son." Ra's intoned; adding. "I am even more pleased to see you home." The older man smiled as he walked forward. Ianto inclined his head in answer as the girl knelt.

"Go, you practice with the group tomorrow." The young man told the girl and she nodded to each of them, before leaving.

~M…D~

"Who is she?" Ianto asked as he studied the picture in front of him.

"A powerful mystic, very powerful." Ra's answered slowly.

"And you need me, because…" The young man raised an eyebrow. He set the picture of Mei aside and turned to the older man.

"Every attempt to bring her in has failed. Our usual smash and grab tactics are not working. I figured it was time for a different aproach." Ra's stated; looking back at the young man who'd become like a son to him.

"I really don't think I'm the right…" Ianto started.

"But you are the right man my son. I need someone I trust." The older man explained and added. "You are Malak Al-Maut, my right hand, my most trusted horseman. I know you will not fail me."

M…D. M…D. M…D. M…D. M…D. M…D

Lisa walked in to see Ianto pacing; a well-worn path in the rug at his feet, already. His rooms were larger and more opulent than hers. A good sign of Ra's's favor and she smiled to herself. Truthfully she'd been bored with their relationship for a while now. She only stayed, because she saw him as her way into the 'upper echelon' of the league. "What is it now darling?" Lisa simpered; going to sit on his bed.

He looked over; then kept pacing. "New mission, doesn't feel right."

"Since when did you ever question a mission?" She scoffed; rolling her eyes when he wasn't looking.

"Since it involves mimicking a relationship and ultimately betraying an innocent. If this, mystic, does not wish to be brought into our ranks. Then they shouldn't have to be. " Ianto decided; pausing in his step as her arms encircled him.

"You have always had a gentle heart, despite what we do. But you know as well as I, Ra's al Ghul is not a man you refuse or try to persuade." Lisa stated; adding. "Just think Yan, this could be it. Do this right and there's no way he won't chose you to be his heir."

"Did you miss the part about the fake relationship?" The young man balked; stepping out of her hold.

"You'd be doing your 'job', I know that, I've learned to deal with it. You come home to me." She replied; a little too quickly if you asked him.

Ra's had warned Ianto of this once; that she'd try to convince him no matter what the mission entailed. Even if it meant his life or that he enter into a romantic relationship to get a mark. If it meant their advancement in the League; she almost always would. At least she'd try; he practically expected it now.

"You want that? Me coming back, to you?"

"Of course I do, I love you Ianto."

He sighed and accepted the answer, though he felt no real love, or warmth behind it. She came up behind him and wrapped her arms around him. "Don't do it for him, do it for us!" Lisa cajoled.

He sighed again; knowing full well she was really telling him to do it simply for her. Because it would fulfil her wants and needs. Yet; as always, he gave in.

~M…D~

Ianto… No; Malak Al-Maut stood before Ra's as his mission was laid out. It wasn't that complicated. Woo the girl; make her comfortable with you, and distracted. Then bring her in, simple. It really was an easy task; at least compared to missions he'd done in the past. Then why did this feel like the hardest thing he'd ever have to do? Why did pretending to love someone else, seem impossible? Difficult to pull off at the very least.

It wasn't his place to ask why she was so important to them. Why his master was so determined in this quest. He felt sorry for this woman, this mystic. Lisa had been right however; on that point at least. Ra's was not a man to be reasoned with or questioned. His master wanted; his master got.

He hoped his love stayed unaware of his doubt in their relationship. Perhaps this was needed. It was time for him to stop letting himself be used. All for a fake smile and a wet pussy. She certainly wasn't the only girl who had one. They had loved each other once. He could blame the league; but really they were always headed for this. Why was it so hard to just let go? Stop letting her use him.

Lisa was sure to get a surprise by the time he completed this mission; that was for sure.

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