Shortish fic about Maiev and Naisha.

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Naisha sat on a chair, her chin resting in the palms of her hands and elbows on the top of a table while her eyes aimlessly slid over the words spread across the two sheets of parchment. She was bored, an odd thing because she was, as of late, finding herself rather restless.

The thoughts swirled around in her head so many times Naisha was sure that she was going to let slip what she was trying desperately to hid away from others, especially her…

The Lieutenant's thoughts drifted from the book she had been reading; the subject of her thought found to be much more interesting to her than history at the moment.

She nearly fell out of her chair when that voice spoke from behind her.

"Bored and reading history again? Naisha there are plenty of over-sized spiders to get rid off, they breed so fast it like fighting something that just doesn't stay dead," Maiev said, not realising that her underling had gone completely stiff.

"Uh… yes, there are…" Naisha said as calmly as she could. "I, uh… better go and deal with any that have decided to house themselves in the corridors…" Naisha stood up, placing the old tome carefully back on the shelf in its rightful place.

She then hurried off down the corridor. Maiev somewhat oblivious as to why Naisha had been acting so strangely, she been acting such for the last few weeks or so, Maiev planned on asked her Lieutenant for an explanation…

Naisha cursed herself, "idiot…" she snarled at herself. "How could you act like that? She would think you are suffering from paranoia!" she hissed. The Lieutenant held her glaive tightly, the sound of insects telling her she had something to vent on.

Later on found Naisha in the same place, but much more uncomfortable on edge. Maiev was searching for something and Naisha constantly found her gaze roaming over her Mistress's armoured form, even with armour plating she still had a desirable body…

The Lieutenant had the urge to just tell her Mistress right then and there but she didn't, she could never tell her. Maiev's voice broke her train off thought, the image of the two of them kissing shattered in Naisha's mind. "What is wrong Naisha?" she asked.

Maiev sat down next to her underling. "You have been acting so strangely for the last week or so, restlessly even," she stated, looking concerned. Naisha swallowed, she stood up but Maiev clutched her arm. Naisha noticed that Maiev wore thin but soft gloves underneath the metal claws that covered her slender fingers.

Naisha looked at the green eyes searching hers like a hungry predator, the gaze that snared hers and held it trapped, Naisha finding that she could not look away from the eyes that seemed to be those of a hunting night sabre…

The Lieutenant wet her lips, trying to find something to say while hundreds of things flew through her head. She must know, she has to know. Maiev is not stupid, she has a sharp mind… she must have figured why I am acting this way by now… Naisha thought desperately.

Maiev's rare green eyes widened and she let go of Naisha, finally realising the reason as to Naisha's odd behaviour. The Lieutenant panicked and ran out, skidding round the corner and running head first down the lengthy hall way.

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