I know I know, don't kill me. I was in Guatemala and I had the worst writers block I think I've ever had in my whole life. Luckily I am back on track and I have the next 2 chapters outlined (hint hint I'm posting Chapter 6 tomorrow night) and I think you guys are really going to likeee it! This chapter is more of a filler for tomorrow's chapter update because literally Chapter 6 is practically all Klaroline. They get to have a heart to heart which I'm having a lot of fun writing. Okay now read and review and most importantly, enjoy!
Caroline tied her hair up in a messy bun and splashed cold water over her face. Dressed in a black sports bra and leggings set she let out a deep sigh. Today she was training with Klaus and the angel knows that this situation can only go two different ways. Either he came out victorious or she did and she had not a single interest on the former path. To say that this upcoming altercation was clouding her thoughts would be an understatement, completely invaded her mind would be the phrase she'd use. Quite frankly she didn't understand why she cared so much, he was an over-confident man that needed to be put in his place and she'll be the one to put him there without a doubt. Caroline slipped on her training gloves and walked the recently familiar path to the training room. Walking in, she let out a shaky breath in awe at the sight of all the weapons. The London Institute was far better equipped than the one back in Mystic Falls. There were weapons on the wall that she'd only learned of but had never used, she could get used to sticking around for a while.
"I'm sure you're not accustomed to such sights." An accent voice spoke from the side. Caroline whipped her head to the right and grumbled in annoyance.
"We're from a smaller institute not a crack house, I think you can dial down the ego." She quickly shouted out. Klaus huffed and held his hands up in surrender. He licked his lips as he took note of her appearance. Her bra revealing her tone stomach and her runes were showcased beautifully across her torso, her leggings leaving little to the imagination as they hugged in all the right places. Quickly averting his gaze before he was caught he smirked cockily and sauntered over to where she stood.
"Now now, there's no need to be hasty love. You should save that aggression for the sparring session, in the hopes that it'll help you're undoubted fate." He teased quickly knowing that he would most definitely hit a nerve. Smiling as he heard her growl he moved to the center of the training room where the training mat layed. "If you're so keen on setting me straight, how about you put your mouth where your training is?" He teased again. Caroline let out a deep sigh and cracked her knuckles against her thigh as she walked towards the mat. Standing in position she mentally reminded herself not to let him rile her up too much. Aggressive hits and moves were useless if she isn't thinking straight enough to make them work. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath and then let it out very slowly as she centered her focus. Smirking when he made the first move she shot her forearm up and blocked. Klaus moved quickly as he tried to hide his disappointment. Attempting to strike her with his leg this time she shoved her foot out and watched him trip, only to grab his arm and bend it behind his back in the hope that he'd yield. She scoffed in amusement when she heard him sigh in aggravation. Leaning forward he used his free hand to yank her legs from right under her, causing her to yelp in surprise. Before he could make another move she grabbed hold of his arm that was ready to strike her and stood up.
"Is that all you've got?" She whispered softly as they circled each other in slow movements. Klaus smirked and leaped forward, knocking her completely over in the process. Landing in a thud he glanced down and was a mere centimeters from her face, her chest heaving and her eyes narrowed. Even after they'd been sweating she still smelled heavenly, like lavender and vanilla. Caroline took the moment in which neither of them spoke to stare straight in to the pair of eyes that were zeroed in on her own. They were the most hypnotizing pair she'd ever seen. Quickly shaking off the thought she regained of what stood at stake and grabbed his face quickly only to bang her own against it. Sighing in relief as she heard the groan of pain she shook off the circumstances she had just been in and stood up, pulling Klaus with her. Kicking his legs he tumbled to the ground again in a fast motion. Caroline heaved and straddled him on the floor, leaning into his face.
"I win." She whispered softly as she leaned forward towards his ear. Smirking in full confidence she used her hands and pushed herself off of him and exited the training room in a sprint. Klaus sat up quickly and glanced at her lower back and saw a rune he didn't recognize. He swore in that moment that he'd make sure to see it again.
During dinner all Caroline could do was stare at the ground. Whatever it was that happened back in the training room completely freaked her out. What she couldn't understand was why? She'd dated other guys and been even closer than that to other guys before. Why the hell was Klaus any different?
"Caroline!" A female voice called out that snapped her out of her daze. She looked up and saw Rebekah staring at her with her eyes narrowed. "Where on earth is your mind today? I've been talking to you for 10 minutes and you haven't made so much as grumble." Her accented voice argued.
"Sorry, I just…have lot's on my mind." She answered carefully.
"Don't take it personal darling, Nik has never met an opponent he couldn't beat in a fight." Kol teased as he sipped her iced tea with a giant smirk on his face. Caroline smirked and let out a giggle when she took note of Klaus's face.
"Well he met one today, considering I beat him." She defended proudly with honor. Kol almost choked on his drink and he snapped his head towards his brother in confusion.
"I beg your pardon?" He questioned in a whisper to his brother. Klaus lowered his eyes and nodded in annoyance.
"What you heard brother. Caroline here, beat me fair and square. It would appear as though we underestimated her." He mumbled with embarrassment.
"Niklaus are you, admitting defeat? I do have to say that this is quite the occurrence. Caroline you must tell us you're secret." Elijah teased but with a hint of seriousness in his tone. Caroline smiled before sliding her chair out in silence as she completed dining.
"If you'll excuse me." She said quietly and turned her back to the other shadowhunters and walked out of the dining room. She made it about half the way to her room when she heard a pair of feet not too far behind. Whisking around she raised an eyebrow when she witnessed Klaus walking towards her. Before she could even come up with a witty remark to start off with she frowned when he forcefully grabbed her wrist.
"What the hell ar-"
"The rune on your back, what's it for?" He question curiously with not a hint of playfulness in his voice. Caroline's eyes widened and she cursed to herself for being so careless. Quickly she composed herself and yanked her wrist back towards her own body.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She mumbled carefully, making sure there was no one else around.
"Oh, don't play me for a fool sweetheart. I saw it when you walked out of the training room. Every rune known to the Shadowhunter world is in 'The Grey Book' and the one on your back is one I've never seen before. What is it for?!" He argued back with more persistence. Caroline averted her eyes from his gaze and she took a few steps back.
"I suggest you let it go because what that rune is doesn't pertain to you." She revealed carefully only for Klaus to narrow his eyes and close the distance between them.
"In that case, I suggest that you fess up before I place a call and you get summoned to Idris where surely they can investigate it for themselves." He threatened and turned around.
"Wait wait! You can't do that!" Caroline shouted out in fear. She gulped and walked the distance he'd put between them. "Please don't!" She pleaded with despair. Klaus smirked before turning around slowly and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Give me one good reason why I shouldn't." He whispered softly, noticing the panicked look in her eyes and suddenly felt a tad bit guilty to pressuring her so much in such a short amount of time.
"Because if you do…they'll kill us, all of us." She revealed and lowered her eyes when a soft gasp escaped his lips.
Okay, how was that!? Like I said I know it's short but tomorrow's chapter is already at 2,000 words and I'm not even halfway done so I'm hoping all is forgiven! If you don't already, follow .com ;).