Lexa and Clarke in a cat-and-mouse game, but for how long?
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"And we meet again, Clarke."
A shaky breath escapes Clarke's body at the mere mention of her name coming in that tone of voice. She closes her eyes in an attempt to regain composure before turning around. As she does Clarke makes sure she's portraying her most powerful scowl, the one reserved for those who have managed to irritate her. "Wanheda" she enunciates the word loudly and clear; directing her eyes straight at Lexa's face.
"Pardon?" Lexa lifts a brow teasingly.
"It's Wanheda for you, warrior." Clarke lifts her chin, fire in her eyes.
"Ah" Lexa has to conceal the smirk that threatens to graze her features "my apologies Wanheda." She bows her head and quickly looks up, not wanting to miss a second of Clarke's presence.
"How did you get in here? How did you evade the guards? You are not allowed inside these premises," Clarke interrogates with a harsh tone.
"Well, you know the secret passage close to the hallway that leads to…"
"Stop!" Clarke interrupts Lexa's explanation holding a hand up high. Letting her finish the story would've meant admitting something she really didn't want to do. She then takes a single step forward in a menacing posture. "I don't want a repeat of this behavior warrior or I'll make sure the general is informed about this incident so she can proceed in giving you the proper punishment; do I make myself clear?" Her words leave no room for arguments.
"As water Wanheda" Lexa replies, never taking her eyes away from the blonde.
Giving Lexa a once over and clearly annoyed Clarke storms out of the room.
Lexa turns just in time to take a last glance at the retreating form of Clarke. She sighs longingly and leans her back against the nearest wall "Clarke" she whispers into the surrounding silence. With eyes closed she smiles with the realization she finally was close to her love, even if she wasn't so receptive. Lexa was expecting this reaction from the blonde and she was more than willing to wait a little longer to gain Clarke back again. This was just the beginning for her. And what a beginning!
….
The following week Clarke avoided Lexa like the plague; even changing her regular routine of practicing with the young warriors to ensure she didn't cross paths with the teen. She tried with all her might to keep herself occupied with little tasks in order to have something else to think about rather than the girl. It's not like she would be able to get away with it forever but she needed a little more time to get used of the idea and move on; or at least that was her plan and she was adamant to stick to it. She only hoped her plan would work.
….
Meanwhile, Lexa remained focused on her training under the vigilant eyes of Octavia. She adapted fairly quickly to the changes and new techniques to the point that she caught up with the most advanced young warriors making it easy to beat them.
"OK that's it" Octavia interjects after one fight was over. "Lexa!" she calls earning the immediate attention of the girl "you're with me."
A chorus of "ohs" echoes among the fighters who immediately get ready to witness what they believe would be a great combat.
Lexa obediently gets into position to face her trainer.
The fight mainly consisted of Octavia attacking hard and Lexa deflecting the swipes of the sword as much as she could. She was really impressed by Octavia's skill, making it pretty clear how she became the general. Even though Lexa had previous knowledge in mind to put up a fair fight, she was disadvantaged due to a lack of practice which by now Octavia had surpassed thoroughly. That's how a couple of Octavia's strikes scratched the skin on her arms. Lexa was beginning to lose patience; she couldn't find a way to strike back no matter how fast or good she was. Suddenly in a moment of inspiration she delivered a particularly solid hit with her sword, forcing Octavia to step back and in that microsecond of distraction she took the opportunity of sending a punch directly into Octavia's right cheekbone.
The gasps elicited by the other warriors are followed by complete silence.
Octavia is frozen in place with incredulity written on her face.
Lexa is cautiously still holding her sword up not knowing what the response of the general will be.
Moments later and to everyone's puzzlement Octavia starts laughing loudly.
"FUCKING FINALLY!" she screams throwing her hands in the air.
The teens exchange looks but nobody dares to say a word, not even Lexa who is just as confused as them.
When her mirth is over Octavia puts a hand on Lexa's shoulder and states firmly "from now on you'll fight against me."
With a nod Lexa confirms her understanding.
"OK, now go to the clinic and have those wounds checked out" Octavia commands the girl, then she directs her attention back to the other warriors "alright who's next?"
…
"… and after you apply the ointment you carefully wrap it around like this" Clarke explains as she finishes bandaging the cut of the hand of a grounder. "Now we just have to wait for a similar cut for you to practice on OK? Don't worry I'll be watching you."
The boy soon-to-be healer nods eagerly while Clarke pats the back of the bandaged grounder to let him know he is free to go.
The students gather around Clarke bombarding her with questions related to different types of treatments. After all, it is not every day they have Wanheda personally instructing them.
"Sword cuts!" a girl exclaims from the entrance.
"Let them in" Clarke orders then signals for the young healer to grab the items he'll need for the procedure. When Clarke faces the door to address the person they will be tending to, she is momentarily stunned. Staring back at her, to her utter mortification, is no one other than Lexa; sporting an amused sneer. Clarke immediately has the urge to flee from the room, but she knows it's not an option since it would seem too obvious; besides she did promise the student to help him with his first patient. She feels trapped and the realization makes her blood boil with anger –or what she perceives to be anger-but either way she accepts her destiny and allows Lexa to approach her and the student healer.
"Take a seat please." The student ushers Lexa into a chair and begins his work. He follows every single step of Clarke's lesson carefully glancing at his commander from time to time to obtain her approval.
Clarke moves nearer to the boy to closely observe his technique; always careful not to look at Lexa's face, as she knows she will find an irritating smirk.
"Wanheda" the boy calls out once he is finished "is this OK?"
Instinctively Clarke moves her hand to verify the pressure on the bandage but stops before she makes actual contact with Lexa's arm. "Umm, it seems to be fine yeah; good job." She offers a tight smile to the student who is too excited to notice it. Taking advantage of the momentary distraction of the students who are paying attention to Lexa's newly bandaged arms; Clarke disappears.
...
Finding momentary solace in the storage room of the clinic, Clarke begins to organize the supplies on their respective shelves.
"I'm starting to believe you're avoiding me Cla- Wanheda."
All of the sudden, the voice of Lexa takes Clarke by surprise almost making her drop the small box she is holding. She jerks her head in the direction of the girl "what the hell are you doing here? Are you stalking me now? What did I warn you about this behavior?" Clarke spats with no hint of patience.
"I thought you said I wasn't allowed in the tower, I didn't know you meant the clinic too" Lexa counters mockingly.
Clarke is at the verge of exploding. "This is unacceptable warrior, you are crossing too many lines; you must show respect for your commander."
"I do respect you Clarke; more than you can imagine" Lexa states, taking a step toward Clarke.
"What are you doing?!" Clarke questions in alarm "Stop right there!"
Lexa keeps advancing forcing Clarke backwards.
"Stop or I'll call the guards" Clarke warns trying to remain composed.
"Then call them" Lexa continues forward until she has Clarke backed against the shelf.
They are face to face. Clarke seems petrified, Lexa daring.
Clarke gulps nervously at the closeness; her hands clutching instinctively at the edges of the shelf for dear life. She shivers when warm breath hits her lips.
"Weren't you gonna call your guards hmm?" Lexa murmurs glancing from Clarke's eyes to her lips. She doesn't know how she is still talking when she has Clarke this near; able to smell her scent, losing herself in the blue of the eyes that haunted her since she was old enough to understand who she was, and those lips! The sweet flavor of them still engraved in her mind.
The tension is so thick between them, both breathing heavily, eyes locked onto each other's; neither of them moving.
It crosses Lexa's mind to lean just a bit and finally connect her lips with Clarke's; it wouldn't take much really, just a bit of movement of her head and…
"Broken bone!"
Both are startled by the shouting of the healer student in the distance.
"I-I gotta go" Clarke moves past Lexa exiting the storage room in a rush.
When Lexa reacts, it's too late; Clarke is already gone. She groans in frustration at the missed opportunity. She knows it will be difficult to have another chance like this since evidently Clarke will be more careful in the subsequent days. Sighing with resignation Lexa leaves the clinic already planning what else she can do to see Clarke once again.
….
The next day, already immersed in her training routine; Lexa is still trying to come up with ideas or excuses to have another private one on one time with Clarke. Her efforts prove to be futile though; her mind seems to come up with none and is beginning to infuriate her. 'There must be a way' she attempts not wanting to feel discouraged 'maybe if I… or if…'
"Look who's gracing us with her presence" Octavia voices with a hint of sarcasm "welcome back Wanheda."
Lexa cranes her neck and searches with her eyes for the person she has been longing to see. And there she is: Clarke.
The blonde is approaching the practice area dressed fully in intimidating combat armor. She chances a glance in Lexa's direction briefly before nearing Octavia to start a conversation.
Lexa can't help a giant smile from adorning her face. Clarke is here and with her the opportunity to reconnect with her love... even if it's at a slow pace at first. 'Oh this is gonna be interesting.'