Leon x Rookie!Reader Ch.4

Author's Babbling~

Oh My...It appears, that all of you like Reader-chan just the way she is in this story.

I'm a bit pleased with how much you like how badass I portrayed you.
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Even a certain secret agent likes it...or shall I say...likes it more than he should?

MWHAAAHAHAHAHA! Do I detect a hint of reddened cheeks from you, Reader-chan? HAHAHAHAHA!
Don't worry, Leon will start to show his affections towards you in later chapters.

But that one bitch in the red dress might distract him.

Don't worry...I'm not giving her too much credit....
once Leon sees you in a certain outfit during the ball, Ada will no longer be a distraction.

Shall we?~~~

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"You call that a punch?"
You stopped your assaults on the punching bag and gave Leon an annoyed look.
"W-What?"

"Don't hold yourself back. Once we're in the field, none of them will hesitate to kill you."
And with that, Leon launched himself at you, and performed a roundabout kick.
You were thrown back slightly but regained your balance by doing a backflip.
Standing up, you frowned at Leon's back. He began to walk away from you.

"Hey! Leon! I thought we were supposed to be training!"

Leon stopped and glanced over his shoulder with a smirk,


"I thought so too."  


You frowned at the sight of his smirk and let out a huff of indignation, before running at him.

Seeing that he got the best out of you, he dodged it easily with a wider grin.

However, it was soon faded away as your boot connected with his jaw and make him fall on his back roughly.

You flinched slightly at the sound of him landing on the ground with a loud thud and turned to apologize, slightly disappointed with yourself for letting yourself to attack out of anger and annoyance, when he threw himself at you once more.

Leon succeeded in holding you in a head-lock position, and gave you advice in your ear as you struggled.

"Here's a tip. Just because your enemy is down for a second, don't let your guard down."

Leon tightened his hold against your neck, causing you to thrash around weakly in his arms.

In a matter of moments, he felt you go limp. Leon loosened his grip and studied you with concern.

"(Name)?" he asked worriedly. Leon placed you on the ground slowly and gently as he laid a hand under your head.

Using his other hand, he cupped your cheek and frowned at how your breathing was ragged.

"(Name)...can you hear me?"

A few moments passed when you suddenly flipped him underneath you and straddled his hips with your hands holding his own above his head.

You slowly opened your eyes and peered down at him with a smirk before executing a back flip.

You walked a few steps away before staring at the shocked face of the agent.

"Just because your enemy is down for a second, don't let your guard down." you repeated.

Leon sat up and looked to the side for a moment, silently praying you didn't see his red-tinged cheeks, before glancing at you.

You seemed to be waiting, as you placed a hand on your hip and placed most of your weight on one foot.

Leon watched as you smiled at him once again and walked towards him with an outstretched hand. Leon scratched at the back of his neck awkwardly before taking your hand.

Helping him up, you smiled and muttered a "sorry" before stepping away from him in a fighting stance.

"Come, come, Agent Kennedy. I thought we were supposed to be training." you said out loud.

Leon cursed himself for blushing again as he reluctantly mirrored your stance.

The two of you circled around the room, as if you were about to start dancing a tango.

Leon moved suddenly and threw a right hook at you, which you easily reacted to by grabbed his wrist and pushing him forward with a tug as you pulled him before letting go of his wrist and stepped gracefully behind him.

However, Leon managed to use his other arm to grab your forearm and attempted to flip you over him. You landed on both your feet, with your back still arched and your face still upside-down as you pushed off the ground and used both your hands to balance yourself on Leon's shoulders as he stared up at your calm demeanor and your cool _e/c_ eyes studying him for a couple of seconds before you allowed yourself to continue the move before kicking the agent forward.  

Letting out a small yell, Leon rolled onto his shoulder and faced you.

Almost immediately, you were in front of him, throwing a few punches and leg throws at him. However, Leon managed to trip you and would have caused you to fall on the ground if he hadn't caught you, one hand underneath your neck and the other around your waist.

You stared up at him, as your arms instinctively wrapped themselves around his neck.

If anyone happened to see this, it would have appeared to them as if the two of you were dancing rather than fighting.

"Where did you learned that?" he asked breathlessly as he brought you up carefully, not letting go of you just yet.

You regarded him for a few moments as you felt his arms tightened around your figure slightly.

You grabbed his hand and had Leon on the ground in a matter of moments before stepping away from him.

"Don't let yourself get distracted, Leon. We're training...not learning about myself." you said quietly.  

You glanced back at his back as he stood up slowly, before looking at the side with a small blush.

'Well, that was awkward.' you thought.  

You turned towards him again, and studied his fighting stance before looking into his blueish grey eyes.

You became surprised when he gave you a gentle smile. "(Name)...If we're going to be partners, we might as well learn something about each other."

Seeing that you had become flustered, Leon attacked you again. Somehow...he managed to hit the wall and turned around swiftly, ignoring how his fist was throbbing in pain, when you said,

"...I have a dog."

Leon let out a small laugh before he focused on the task on hand once more.

You flipped over him and landed on the balance beam a few feet away from him. He watched with a grin as you hopped off the balance beam and strode towards where they kept the wooden knives, before climbing back on top of the balance beam.

Leon easily caught the knife you threw at him, and accepted your challenge as you beckoned him over to the beam with a wave of your hand.

"Let's see how good you are with a knife, (Name.)" he mused out loud as he stepped on the beam.

Running towards you, he swung his knife at you expertly, while you waited patiently on the other end of the beam.

Standing your ground, you waited until he was close enough. Once Leon was, you grabbed his wrist and succeeded in disarming him before flipping backwards to the other side of the beam.

You glanced down at your new knife before smiling at Leon with a playful gleam in your eyes.

You tossed his knife back at him, which he caught but turned back towards you to find that you were gone.

Frowning, he was about to call out your name, when he suddenly felt the edge of the wooden blade against his neck.

"Drop it." you commanded coolly.

Leon let out a chuckle as he switched his knife to his other hand and spun around, the edge of his knife against your own.

Leon studied how your _e/c_ eyes gleamed brightly with shock before darkening somewhat with determination.

The two of you remained silent, as both of the knifes shook slightly by the amount of pressure it was getting from both sides.  You studied him again before glancing around your surroundings.

'...You're on a balance beam...so you can't just step to the side... and you're at the end of the beam, so you don't have enough room to perform a front flip...if there were some...' you stopped in your thoughts when you saw bars above the two of you.

Seeing that he wasn't backing away anytime soon, you used your foot to kick him in the back of his knee, causing him to buckle from his weight suddenly.

You then threw the knife up in the air, and jumped upwards to grab hold of the bars above you, before kicking him on the chest, knocking out all of the air out of his lungs.

However, in a matter of moments, he surprised you once again when he caught his breath and tried to grab your legs, when you pulled yourself up and managed to catch the knife you threw earlier before balancing on the bars in a cat-like position.

Leon pulled himself up and stared at you as you seemed to be deep in thought.

~Leon's POV~

I allowed myself a quick breather as (Name)'s eyes darted to the sides, obviously deep in thought.

I massaged my chest for a few moments, checking if (Name) had broken a few of my ribs. Fortunately, she didn't.

' Stronger than she looks...' I mused in my head. I wiped away the sweat from my forehead as I continued to look at her.

Her _h/c_ bangs were hanging in front of her eyes as some stray hairs had fallen out of the elegant bun she had on earlier.

'....She's not that bad...' I thought.

'....Not bad for a rookie, at least.'

I stiffened when I saw her staring at me. I got in a pose and frowned at her, daring her to try anything.

(Name) rose an eyebrow but remained silent as she put the knife between her teeth and proceeded in climbing down and landed softly onto the balance beam.

I stared after her as she placed the knife back in its proper place before walking towards the exit.

"(Name)? What's wrong?" I asked loudly as I jumped down and ran to catch up with her.

"3...2...1" she replied calmly as she continued to walk, staring in front of her.

As soon as she counted down to 1, Chris opened the door and became surprise to see the two of us walking towards him.

"Heh. I was just coming to get you guys...Time for a break..." Chris trailed off as (Name) gave him a smile as she walked past him.

Chris stared after her with a small smile of his own before coughing awkwardly as he turned towards me.

"So how was training?" he asked politely.

I tossed the knife over my shoulder and shrugged as I walked past him.

"She's not that bad for a rookie." I replied.

Chris nodded swiftly before asking, "You let her in the Stimulation room yet?"

I shook my head at him. "Not yet...Maybe later after lunch."

Chris nodded as his dark brown eyes stared after (Name) who was walking a few feet ahead of us.

I followed his gaze and suddenly became curious.

"Why 11, Chris?"

The man hummed in response, before asking, "What?"

I sighed out loud, before asking, "Why did you give Agent _l/name_ an 11 in the test?"

Chris furrowed his brow before he realized what I was talking about.
"Oh, you watched the video...I just thought she deserved it, I guess."

I scoffed at the big man. "Come on, Chris. You said yourself that you hate participating in those kind of tests. Why did you participate and why an 11?"

Chris remained silent for a bit before reluctantly replying,

"The only reason why I participated is because I wanted to see how much she can do...and how far she was willing to go to save Miss Graham..."

"That's why you aimed for her head, correct?" I said coldly.

Chris glanced over at me uneasily, before nodding.

"I expected her just to give up...There was a look of fear in her eyes but as soon as I aimed for her forehead...there was this look of determination in her eyes.
It basically told me that she wasn't going down without a fight...I admire that...."

Chris trailed off, as if he was unsure whether or not to continue.

"Hell, some of the agents in your branch or in my branch wouldn't survive 20 minutes out there, but (Name)...I knew she could. She deserved that 11. I know it."

I continued to walk beside, regarding his words carefully in my head before nodding.
"You're right...about that look. I saw it in most of the videos and even saw it today.
It's very impressive..."

~le timeskip~

I found myself studying (Name) again, and forced myself to focus on eating, before that idiot of a Spanish man noticed. Unforteuntly, that idiot did.

"Mi amigo, I couldn't help but notice how you were checking out a certain rookie." he said in a playful tone.

I ignored him for a few moments before nodding at his food.

"You need to eat...You don't know if you're going to go on a mission after this."

Luis waved me off before leaning on his forearms and nodding towards (Name).

"Si, you're right. I should probably eat...but what about (Name)? Her plate looks pretty empty to me, mi amigo."

I frowned as I realized that Luis was right. (Name) needs to keep her strength up...especially after our training session today. Shouldn't she be more hungry?

I shook my head at my thoughts, and pointed my fork at Luis in a threateningly way.

"No, she's fine. Go eat."

Luis rolled his eyes but ate silently...with the occasionally muttering/cursing in Spanish.

Chris sat down beside Luis and started to talk with him, much to my relief.

I chuckled slightly as I saw Chris smack Luis on the head for saying something about Jill Valentine.

"Don't talk about her like that." he said sternly.

Luis looked at Chris with a pathetic excuse for a puppy dog look.

"But I wasn't the one who called her a 'Jill Sandwich' in the first place!"

I was about to make a comment when I heard Claire and (Name) behind me.

Claire sat down next to me, and muttered a friendly hello to me before smirking at Luis.

"What did you do now?"

Luis shook his head as he spoke fleutly in Spanish.

I heard (Name) stifle a chuckle and looked behind me, to see her with a hand covering her mouth.

I raised an eyebrow and watched as she placed her tray beside Claire and was about to sit down when Claire moved.

"Oops! Sorry, (Name)! Forget about you for a second! Here, go sit by Leon!"

I moved over slightly, as (Name) sat down beside me. She glanced over at me, before giving me a small smile.

Greeting her back with one of my own, she made herself comfortable and started to dig in when she said,

"We don't blame everything on you, Luis...you just always happen to be with us when something goes wrong."

Luis' eyes widen with surprise and then asked a question in his native tongue.

(Name) laughed and replied, "No, I don't speak Spanish...I just understand it, that's all."

I nudged her with my shoulder. "You could have just said something like that during training instead of having a dog."

(Name) shrugged before replying with a wink.
"I could have, but my dog just happened to pop in my head."

I stifled a laugh, "Really? Okay, what's your dog's name?"

(Name) regarded me with a look before shaking her head.

"Nope. "If we're going to be partners, we might as well learn something about each other..." she repeated.

She looked at me with a serious look as she said, "I have to know something about you first before I tell you my dog's name."


I rolled my eyes at her request. 'Such a child.' I thought with mild annoyance.

"I was a cop for a day." I replied coolly.

(Name) shook her head. "Nope. Doesn't count. I already knew that about you. It has to be something that I don't know."

I scoffed at her. "But that's not fair. You've probably read my file! You probably know things that I don't know about myself!"

(Name) shrugged with a blank look. "Not my problem."

I huffed out loud, my annoyance growing somewhat at her childish thinking before glancing over at her.

' She might not be that bad for a rookie, but god, she can be an Ashley when she wants to be.' I thought bitterly.