Hells Heaven

Chapter Two

The gym is state of the art apparently. Just because I live in hell doesn't mean it has to be. There are weapons down in the dojo corner as I call it. When I was doing research on different cultures. I came across sumo wrestlers. It fascinated me enough to ask dad to put one in. So he made the fighting pit resemble one. Also, no I couldnt be a sumo wrestler I'm only 5ft 6in and 10 stone in weight. No way, no how, even if I demoned up that would still not make me big or even heavy enough to be a sumo.

In the opposite, corner of the room and leading right the way up to the other was all the machines. Tread Mills, bikes, rowers, weights and anything else dad wanted. Then the mats for just going through the katas. Which Is what I was about to do now. I pick up my wooden bokken go to the middle of the mats and get into the ready position.

I slowly work through the katas, each has been burned into my muscle memory over the last 18 months. But I always start slow, going through them the first time. By the 10th and final time I put all my speed and strength into them. I am literally dancing across the floor, legs spinning, arms moving sweat is poring from me and as I spin into the last roundhouse kick, then reverse and bring around the bokken to stab my would be attacker. My chest is heaving and I'm taking in big gulps of much needed oxygen. I slowly start to come out of the single minded focus of my task.

Clapping erupts behind me. I know who it is before I even turn around. Giving myself a few extra precious seconds I drop the bokken to the mat, and whip my t-shirt off to wipe my face as I turn around to face him. Too late I realise, I've left myself exposed to his gaze, clad in just my sports bra I see the lust flare up in his violet eyes. He takes a step towards me. Panicking, which is never good when preforming magic. I tried to dress in another t-shirt, but in my haste I'd also been thinking about being clean. Well I done just that. Magic'd myself clean in the middle of a gym with a lust filled demon and a towel to hide behind.

My heart was beating with every step he takes towards me. The air is so thick with lust, that I could scarcely take a much needed breath. When he was mere center meters from me I automatically turned my face up so i could still see those captivating eyes. We stood staring at each other breath mingling barely touching. Need swimming in his eyes just as he lent forward to touch his lips to mine. His eyes changed to molten lava, and my whole body felt like a bucket of ice had been pored over it.

I hastily retreated turning and magic'd on some clothes, leggings and an oversized jumper. That's not exactly what I had in mind but still it would do for now.

"you wanted me, you wanted me as much as I you. Why do you keep turning away? And do not even think of giving me the bullshit excuse of all the other women, I've not even looked this past year. I don't want a fling, I want you!" Urban all but shouted at me. I could see the anguish and upset in his face. I hated causing him pain

" my father.... "

" I call bullshit again, Princess. Your father would be happy, he treats me with respect and I him. Any more excuses? Or are you gonna tell me the truth now.?" he interrupted me.

"damn you Urban. Yeah I desire you. Yes I want you. But every time you get to close or I'm ready to give in the bloody eyes come like a bucket of ice water. Is that what you wanted to hear. That something that I dream about, is now invading my reality. I sound insane. "I screamed at him.

" is it when... Is it just when we... Is it just with us or anyone? " he hesitated." I think what I'm trying to ask is it just me? Because I have feelings for you! "

" honestly! I don't know. Its only you I kind of get this way with. Urban, everyone else stays away. You remember who my grandparents are right! Plus I just don't feel that way about any of the others I've met here. "I explained as quickly as I could. Trying desperately not to blush.

" then could we maybe try dating? Then work our way up? We go as slow as you want or as fast" this last bit said as he cheekily smirks and winks at me. I couldn't help but laugh and just shake my head at his flirting.

"Urban, let's make a deal let's train for now and we'll talk about all this later." I pretty much begged him.

To my relief he agreed, "OK, but I'm holding you to it. So after training, and your run and before we meet your dad we'll talk, yes"

I agreed and we got down to the business of training. After already going through the katas. Urban, was happy to leave that bit there so we ditched the fighting and started on the machines. After 2 hrs I was beat and so ready for a nap. But no that didn't look like it was gonna happen, now we were getting ready for a 15 mile run.

This was my escape, I didn't have to think, I didn't have to feel. Urban, pulled out the 2 ipods, and passed one to me. I grabbed a bottle of water for each of us, and that was it. We were off within 10 minutes Urban had disappeared from sight, so I upped my music and switched off, just me my breathing and the track ahead.