Disclaimer: I don't own Warriors. Honestly. How many times must I state this?

A/N: This involves slash. I actually enjoyed writing this, paws/hands down. And it has an... implication here. Don't like don't read.

TigerclawxFirepaw

Requested by Written-in-Clouds

Firepaw shifted nervously in front of the apprentices' den, glancing around eagerly. This time, this time he would certainly prove that Tigerclaw had dark ambitions. The flame-pelted tom hopped eagerly up onto his paws, his clear brilliant emerald eyes glistening slightly as he glanced around. Bluestar, Tigerclaw, Longtail, Whitestorm and himself were supposed to be on a patrol to check out the ShadowClan border, they've been suspecting that they've been crossing the Thunderpath to get into ThunderClan territory. Tigerclaw was suspected to have ties with them, and would probably favor them over ThunderClan, Firepaw was sure of it.

"Bluestar, are we to leave yet?" he called as he poked his head into the leader's den, spotting the blue-grey leader speaking calmly with Lionheart. The blue-eyed leader and the white tom both glanced at him.

The white-pelted warrior glanced at his aunt meaningfully. She slowly began to shake her head, meowing quickly, "No. Rogues from twolegplace have been invading our territory and threatening our patrols, Whitestorm, Longtail, and myself. I've already spoken with Longtail, he's already told Tigerclaw. You two are to check the ShadowClan border, I trust that you two won't claw each other's pelts off?" She narrowed her eyes as Firepaw quickly began to shake his head. "Good. Now off you go."

Firepaw dipped his head in understanding before bolting away, anger clawing through his pelt. She knew he hated Tigerclaw's guts..! So why would she pair him up with him? It was mouse-brained, honestly. Firepaw huffed in annoyance and glanced around, glaring daggers when he spotted the familiar long-clawed tabby tom. As he neared him, his movements slowed slightly, his anger becoming smothered.

"-border with Firepaw." Firepaw glanced at the silver tabby who spoke, instantly recognizing Longtail's voice and the familiar near-black stripes. The blue-eyed warrior widened his clear eyes slightly as he stared at the flame-colored apprentice with distrust and loathing, recalling the battle they had the first day that Firepaw -then Rusty- had joined ThunderClan and battled the new warrior to prove his worth.

It hadn't been that long ago, actually, now that Firepaw thought of it. The amber broad-headed deputy glanced over towards Firepaw and narrowed his eyes. "Yeah, I should... just... y'know... go," Longtail grumbled, his voice low with a slight hiss, finally narrowing his eyes and leaving them abruptly.

"Let's go," Tigerclaw grumbled, getting up onto his large hefty paws and not daring to glance at the apprentice who bounded after him slowly. The lean tom padded slowly after the deputy, muttering something under his breath. The journey to the river was taking quite a while and often Firepaw found himself glaring at the back of the deputy's head. "I can feel you glaring at me," he heard Tigerclaw meow. Firepaw snorted and glanced away before glancing back at the deputy, trying to be mad but failing. "Look, I don't like this situation either." He heard the tabby growl, and he snorted again, rolling his eyes. "I can hear you snorting, Firepaw."

Firepaw huffed in annoyance and began to quickly pad forward, brushing past the older tom, wanting to get this over and done with, fighting down the emotions that were coming up. He hated Tigerclaw's guts, so that didn't explain the uneasiness he suddenly felt. He glanced nervously over his shoulder and felt his face heat up, noticing Tigerclaw narrow his eyes suspiciously and glare at him. The lithe ginger tom's chest tightened and he glanced away feverishly, knowing that Tigerclaw was probably smirking by now.

He sat himself by the thunderpath, overlooking the smooth road and was mildly startled when he felt Tigerclaw sit himself beside Bluestar's apprentice. The flame-pelted tom dare not say anything, instead glaring over the grey pathway for the monsters, not daring to glance at Tigerclaw. He was afraid, actually. He was feeling the way he felt before towards Spottedleaf before she was murdered. He felt giddy now and feared that the older tom would notice, if he hadn't already.

He glanced down at his paws, feeling his face flush. It made sense though, he had subconsciously realized that he was falling for the broad-shouldered tom and then covered it with hate. It explained why he had felt so depressed when Ravenpaw first explained that he saw Tigerclaw kill Redtail. He was afraid it was true. Perhaps it was.

He nearly jumped out of his pelt when he felt Tigerclaw's tail sneak it's way around the lower half of his body. He glanced feverishly up at Tigerclaw with wide and near-terrified eyes. "Something the matter, Firepaw?" he heard the older tom snort with a slight smirk on his face as he eyed the younger tom out of the corner of his eye.

Firepaw began to shake his head, feeling very flustered, his face heating up and flashing brighter than his own pelt, his eyes widening into exaggerated saucers. Tigerclaw tilted his head, a disproving look on his face. "You look flustered, Firepaw. Is the heat getting to you?" Firepaw heard him meow with a saucy expression on his broad face, the joke light yet troubling the young apprentice.

"N-no," Firepaw meowed, suddenly feeling breathless, resisting the urge to press into the touch. A soft whisper of fur on fur sounded as Tigerclaw turned to properly face him without really moving, mostly just twisting his broad body around. Firepaw's green eyes began to wander, flickering across the lean deputy's muscles subconsciously, tracing across a few scars. He heard Tigerclaw's chuckle and glanced up, noticing the glint in the older cat's eyes. Firepaw blinked and found himself suddenly breathing heavily as the older tom leaned forward.

"Do I make you flustered, Firepaw?" the tom meowed slowly, narrowing his eyes seductively, noticing Firepaw's obvious nervousness, breathing gently on the apprentice's ear. Firepaw opened his maw to reply, but Tigerclaw beat him with a slight smirk on his face. "I think I do. You don't hate me, Firepaw. You... moon over me, don't you? I make you flustered, Firepaw. But you don't mind. You never minded, hm? You want me to make you flustered, don't you?" Tigerclaw teased, breathing onto the younger cat's ears, narrowing his eyes further and leaning even more closer to stare into Firepaw's eyes, obviously enjoying how hot he was making Firepaw's pelt. Firepaw subconsciously began to nod his head, breathlessly agreeing.

Firepaw suddenly cringed, as if stepping out of a trance, and glanced around to look for an escape, suddenly half-wanting to escape. "Now, now, Firepaw. Don't escape, you'll have nowhere to go. I'll follow you wherever you lead, you're the little fire that should only belong to me. I'll make you mine, I'll make you wish that escaping was the last thing on your mind, but not through terror, oh no."

He grinned and Firepaw felt Tigerclaw's tail constrict his waist even tighter. "I'll make you squirm, Firepaw, and you're going to love every second of it." Firepaw felt Tigerclaw's tail loosen and suddenly he found himself free of Tigerclaw's grip and he nearly rocked backwards, his eyes half-lidded and his breath coming in short gasps. "I'll make you never want to leave," Tigerclaw meowed slowly, flicking an ear and watching Firepaw stiffen slightly.

I could leave if I wanted, Firepaw thought dully. Pretend this never happened... But.. do I want that? Firepaw glanced over towards the ShadowClan patrol, almost satisfied that bushes and trees blocked most of their view of the ThunderClan/ShadowClan border. Firepaw leaned forward, leaning his head up to meet the broad-shouldered tom's gaze and tilting his head slightly, his breath coming out in a soft sigh. I think I want this. Firepaw dare not talk, as if fearing that would make it all a dream and he'd wake up suddenly. Firepaw closed his eyes, leaning into Tigerclaw. Firepaw's breathing was soft but haggard slightly.

It was like some bad romance, the villain with the hero, and that Tigerclaw had bad ambitions and that Firepaw was supposed to stop him. But with Tigerclaw making him forget all of that, he realized that he wouldn't have it any other way.