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A/N: Greetings, everyone! Did you miss me? C'mon, admit it! You know you did! Sorry it took so long to get this chapter posted, but it took me a while to figure out what to write (you might say I had a slight case of writer's block for a few days), and then there were3 those days where I was too busy to write…Oh, well. This chapter's length should make up for it. Enjoy! (And to all of those Kraven fans out there, this chapter's for you! Tell me what you think!) And, if you want a shout-out in the next chapter, you have to review and tell me!

Veronika

Chapter Four-Unexpected Surprises

Crack! The sound echoed across the training room like the crack of a whip.

Thump, thump! Whap, whap, whap…Crack! (A/N: I know the sound-effects are corny, but bear with me) The chain of the punching bag clanked violently as Veronika struck the punching bag with as much force as she could muster. Veronika hit the bag again, and the chains clanked together even more violently. She steadied the punching bag and took a step back, panting slightly.

"You alright?"

Veronika spun around, striking out at whoever was behind her. She had just enough time to redirect her punch after registering who the speaker was. Kahn, however, had been lucky enough to realize what was about to happen to him. He had about two seconds to duck before Veronika's fist hit him. It was a good thing he was fast.

"Guess that answers that question," he murmured to himself.

"I'm sorry, Kahn," said Veronika, and apologetic look on her face.

He looked at her, wondering what could have gotten her into such a mood.

"What's got you so high-strung?" he finally asked.

"I don't know," Veronika said as she turned and started walking towards the bench where she had put the clothes she'd be wearing on the mission that night. "It's different things. For starters, I've never been on a mission before, so I have no idea what to expect. Second, I can't stop worrying about whether I'm going to really screw up tonight and wind up getting either myself or somebody else killed, or both."

"Veronika – "

"And now Kraven's been brooding and sulking about, which makes him ten times more annoying than he usually is! And I can't handle it, Kahn! I just can't!"

"Veronika!"

"What!" She spun around to face him.

"Calm down."

She glared at him, but kept her mouth shut.

He saw the look she was giving him and sighed. "Don't be mad at me. I'm only trying to help."

"Sorry," she said quietly.

"It's alright. But you really should calm down. This kind of tension could really prove to be a problem on the mission." He waited a beat before continuing. "And another thing," he said, a mock-serious expression on his face, "I've already told you what to expect when we go on tonight's search. And stop worrying about whether or not you're going to screw up. You're a much better fighter than half of the guys who will be going out there tonight, and I doubt that you'll wind up getting anyone killed." He said this last part with a look that said "I can't believe you actually said that."

A door opened, and Kraven walked into the room. Seeing them, he said, "Good, you're both here."

As Kahn began walking towards Kraven, Veronika whispered, "I don't think I'd mind if I got someone killed."

Kahn turned to look at her, eyebrows raised, "Viktor might."

"Still," she said, keeping her voice low, "It's a pleasant thought."

"That it is," Kahn agreed, trying not to smile.

"Has she been debriefed?" Kraven asked Kahn when he reached them.

"Yes, she has been debriefed. And she doesn't appreciate people talking about her when she is standing right next to them." Veronika said all of this with a look that spoke of the desire to cause pain. A lot of pain.

"I'll take that under consideration," Kraven said dismissively.

Before Veronika could say anything, Kahn shot her a look. Veronika looked at him as if to say "Why the hell shouldn't I say anything to him?" Kahn only gave her the same look. Veronika rolled her eyes and walked away from the two other vampires, heading straight for the mats.

"And just where do you think you're going?" Kraven asked her imperiously.

Without looking back she replied, "Somewhere other than here. I have better things to do with my time than listen to you talk about nothing." With that she closed the distance between herself and the mats and proceeded to stretch, enjoying the feeling of warmth that spread through her limbs as, bit by bit, her muscles loosened. With every passing moment the tension in her body lessened. After she had finished working all of the kinks out of her body she began a quick shadow-boxing routine that her mother had taught her. She dodged, kicked, spun and punched, each move calculated and methodical. She was so absorbed in what she was doing that she was only vaguely aware of someone coming up behind her. She finished her exercises with a deep-breathing routine, meant to bring calmness and peace of mind to whoever used it.

"You know, you really should show respect when speaking to me. It would serve you much better than your usual attitude."

It was Kraven. As far as she could tell, he was somewhere off to her left.

I'm sick of this, she thought to herself. There is no way I'm going to keep putting up with this.

Veronika spun around, ready to tell him off, but her words were cut short by Kraven's lips pressed firmly against hers. She was stunned.

Is this really happening? she wondered. No! I can't be kissing him! He's an arrogant jerk…And a really good kisser.

Veronika, making a weak attempt to push Kraven away, found that her body had developed a mind of its own. She slid her hands past his shoulders and wrapped her arms around his neck. He pulled her even closer, crushing her body against his. Veronika let out a small moan, and Kraven took that chance to deepen the kiss, his tongue slipping past her lips to explore her mouth.

Oh, my God, thought Veronika. I feel like I'm on fire. I can't get enough of this. I want more…more.

She let out a small whimper when he pulled away, but breathed in sharply when his lips found her neck. The sensation of his lips on her skin was amazing.

"Kraven," she whispered, his name escaping her lips.

Kraven grinned inwardly. He had Veronika right where he wanted her. She was his; he could feel it. He bit down.

Veronika cried out as Kraven's fangs sank into her neck. Her body went rigid as pleasure coursed through her, numbing her mind and making any type of thought impossible. It was only when he pulled away – still holding her close – that her mind began to clear and she was able to reflect on everything that had just happened.

I certainly didn't expect him to do that, she thought. Not that I mind. Wait…what the hell am I thinking!

She shoved Kraven away.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" she asked him. Her look was pure venom.

The look on his face would have been comical had she not been so confused.

His expression changed quickly, becoming smug. "You can't possibly be talking to me," he said.

"I don't see anyone else around her who was just kissing me!"

"You seem to forget," said Kraven, taking a step towards Veronika, "That I was not the only one doing the kissing."

Veronika blushed and turned away. It was true. She had kissed him back, but she wasn't going t admit that.

"Well?" Kraven asked, enjoying the fact that he had caused her to be so confused. "Don't you have anything else to say?"

"Isn't there somewhere else you're supposed to be?" Veronika asked him. "Somebody else you could go annoy?"

"You didn't seem to mind earlier."

"Shut up," she said lamely.

He smirked as he walked towards her, "Such harsh words, Veronika."

Veronika's blush deepened. Partly out of anger, but also because she knew he was right.

Damn him.

He came up behind her and bent his head so that his mouth was next to her ear.

"Don't be angry," he whispered, his words making her shiver. He pushed her hair away from her right shoulder and began to trail kisses along her neck. Kraven wanted her, and he wanted her to know it. "Don't be angry," he said again.

"Stop it," she whispered, but they both knew she didn't mean it.

"Give me one good reason why I should."

It took her a few seconds before she thought of anything, "Kahn – "

"He left a while ago."

"The search – "

"Doesn't start for hours yet," he interrupted her. He thought for a moment. "Why are you so intent on getting away from here?"

"I never said I wanted to get away from here."

Kraven's brows rose, "So you don't want to leave."

"Kraven," Veronika said, a note of warning in her voice. She knew he was trying to get her confused again, and she knew that it was starting to work. Again.

"You do know what you want, don't you?"

"Would you please stop trying to confuse me!"

Kraven chuckled softly and pulled her against him, savoring the feel of their bodies pressed together. Veronika tried to pull away, but he held her fast.

"You know you want this, Veronika. We both do."

"How could you possibly know what I want?"

"I haven't been wrong so far, have I?" he whispered in her ear. Again, she shivered.

Kraven waited, wondering briefly if she would actually answer him.

"Why are you doing this?" She spoke so quietly that he almost didn't hear her.

"What?" he asked.

She took a breath, "you heard me. Why are you doing this?"

"What do you mean?"

Veronika sighed, "Don't play dumb, Kraven. We both know that there are plenty of other women in this coven that would be glad to be by your side. Why not choose one of them?"

"Because I don't want any of the others. I want you."

"None of the others would have given you as much trouble as I have."

Interest sparked in his eyes, "Are you saying that I have you now?"

"No."

In a flash, Kraven had turned Veronika around so that she was facing him once again. He was looking so deeply into her eyes that Veronika thought he might be able to see into her soul.

"Really?" he asked her. Before Veronika could say anything, Kraven's lips were on her neck, and his fangs were piercing her skin. Veronika cried out as, once again, pleasure coursed through her entire body, mingling with the pain of Kraven's bite. Every cell in her body screamed for this to go on, and that feeling intensified ten-fold when Kraven pulled her tight against him and deepened his bite, that supernatural embrace that made vampires what they were. By this time, Veronika was so weak – more from pleasure than from loss of blood – that she would have fallen if Kraven hadn't been holding her up.

When it was over, Veronika could only lean on Kraven, panting softly, her head on his chest and his arms around her.

I'm so confused, Veronika thought. An hour ago, if someone had told me that I'd be making out with Kraven, I'd have laughed in their face. If someone had told me I'd be getting love bites from Kraven I'd have knocked them unconscious.

The silence was broken by the sound of Kraven's cell phone ringing. Kraven stepped away from Veronika and pulled out the phone.

"Yes?" he said crisply to whoever was on the other line. There was a pause, and then, "Tell him I'll be right there."

Kraven hung up the phone (A/N: Can you actually hang up a cell phone?) and looked at Veronika, "We'll have to finish this conversation later."

He walked over to her and kissed her passionately, letting her know that he would not forget about what had just transpired between them.

Neither will I, Veronika thought wryly.

"We will finish this conversation," Kraven told her. Veronika wasn't sure she liked the look in his eyes. He turned away from her and walked out of the room, leaving a sharp silence behind him.

It took a few minutes for Veronika to get her thoughts together. She walked out of the room and into the elevator. When she reached the upper levels, she stepped out into the hallway and began walking towards her room, only to be pulled into a side room by Kahn.

"What happened in there?" he asked Veronika quickly, worry evident in his expression.

"Kahn, what are you – "

"You were in there for almost an hour! What the hell happened? He didn't hurt you, did he?"

Veronika smiled, "Kahn, I appreciate your concern, but I'm fine." Seeing his look, she added, "I promise."

"You're sure?" he asked her.

"Yes," she assured him.

"Alright," he said. A beat, and then, "What were the two of you talking about, anyway?"

Veronika thought about everything that had just happened to her.

There's no way I can tell him what happened, she thought.

"Veronika?" Kahn asked, watching her.

She turned to him and, with a cryptic look, said, "Something unexpected."

A/N: Well? What 'cha think? In the words of Kraven himself... "Bet you weren't expecting that." I really want to know what everyone thinks, 'cause that was the first kissing scene I've ever written, and I'm worried that it sucks…Give me closure, tell me you hate me, I don't care! (yes, I do) Just review! Pwease! And be honest! By the way, the Hell Bunnies are on vacation, so I can't send them after you…But if you don't review, I'll cry! Also, to all the Kraven fans out there, I wrote this chapter for you! (And for me, too, sine I myself am a Kraven fan) So I want really good (and that means long) reviews from you…Otherwise there will be no more Kraven-kissing! Now, click the review button! Go on…Click it!