A/N: Just a short fic. ... Listened to the song I'd Lie By Taylor Swift as i wrote this!:)

Tony and Ziva in HIGH SCHOOL!:) Kinda OOC

Ziva hoped into her best friends car and smiled.

"Morning Tony." She said grabbing her seat belt and putting it on.

"Hey, Ziva!" Tony smiled. "I love that shirt!" He had always joked about her clothes. He said she got too dressed up for school. She had lost a bet that weekend and was forced to wear jeans and Tony's tee shirt.

"Shut up and drive Tony." Ziva laughed.

Tony smiled and stepped on the gas. "I really do like it though!" Tony smirked."It brings out you eyes."

"Tony, if you do not stop commenting my clothing you are going to find a very nasty bruise on your arm." Ziva threatened.

"You cannot do that." Tony said.

"Really? Why not?" Ziva challenged.

"Because, then people will think we have a abusive relationship." Tony smiled.

Many of Tony and Ziva's friends had said that they were dating. Although Tony and Ziva were only friends, the way they acted had seemed more girlfriend and boyfriend.

"I do not care what Abby says about your stupid bruise." Ziva said getting ready to punch him. Tony flinched. Ziva smiled and placed her hand back down.

"You are one crazy chick, David." Tony laughed as they pulled up to the school.

Ziva smiled and looked over at Tony. "What can I say? When you are my best friend, would I actually be normal?"

"You think I am your best friend?" Tony smiled in a quirky way.

"Yes." Ziva smiled. "Now, come on, we are going to be late...AGAIN!"

"HEY! That wasn't my fault! That guy totally cut in front of me and I had to cut in front of him."

"Shut up," Ziva said closing the door and walking towards the entrance.

Tony smiled and ran up beside her. He leaned closer to her, "You know, that shirt really does look great on you." He said sincerely.

Ziva looked up and smiled at him. "Thank you." She laughed. They walked into school and parted their separate ways.

"ZIVA!" Abby smiled. "I can't believe you actually wore the shirt."

"Abs, you know that if I didn't that I would never live it down." Ziva laughed.

"True." She smiled. "Isn't that Tony's favorite shirt too?"

"Ya, I think it is because it is green." Ziva said. 'actually, it is because he loves the color green.' she thought.

"Cool." Abby said. "Did he give you crap about the shirt this morning."

"You know Tony, always has to say something about everything." Ziva laughed.

"Isn't that the truth." Abby laughed.

The girls laughed on the way to their first class together.

At Lunch, Ziva sat down next to Abby and Tim.

"Where is Tony?" Tim asked.

"I don't know." Ziva said looking around the cafeteria. She finally found him leaning over some girl. The girl was laughed and had her hand on Tony's chest. Ziva watched as he leaned down a whispered something into the girl's ear, the girl smiled even more and kissed Tony's cheek. Tony gave the girl his famous smile.

"I am going to the bathroom." Ziva said standing up, not being able to watch that anymore.

Abby and McGee watched her walk off angrily. "Do you think that she will ever say anything?" Tim asked, noticing the obvious feelings that Ziva had for Tony.

"No." Abby said.

Ziva stormed into the bathroom and starred into the mirror. Why wasn't she as pretty as the other girls? What did they have that she didn't? Why was it always some other girl? They knew nothing about him. Did they know that he had a sister? Did they know that his sister died, and he blames himself, even though it is clearly not his fault. Did they know that he doesn't have a father, or that his mother has the most beautiful smile, and that is where he gets it from? Did they know really anything other than his name?

Did that girl know that he can play the piano? Would she still be there, would she still care if she knew how sensitive and caring he really was? Would they ever understand how his birthday gift to her was her favorite, not because it was expensive but, because it came from his heart. He had wrote her a song on the piano and had played it for her on her birthday, so self conscious that she wouldn't like it? Would they have been able to see how scared he was when he watched her fall into a hole when she was so concentrated on listening to him? Did they know that he had skipped the biggest party of the year because she was in the hospital with a broken foot and he didn't want her alone?

Ziva washed her hands three times before going back out to the table.

She sat down quietly and pulled out her water bottle from her backpack.

"Hey, where were you?" Tony asked.

"Bathroom." She said taking out the rest of her lunch.

"Okay." Tony said. "Well, I am going to go buy lunch, be back in a second."

"Tony, wait up, I am buying too." Tim said, the boys walked to the line together, leaving Ziva and Abby at the table alone.

"You okay Ziva?" Abby asked.

"I am fine." Ziva said. "Why wouldn't I be."

"Tell me the truth Ziva," Abby said. "You like him, don't you?"

"Like who?" Ziva said pretending that she didn't know who Abby was talking about.

Abby looked at Ziva. "Tony." Abby said.

"Abby, he is my friend, nothing more." Ziva fake laughed.

"Obviously you are lying but, if I were you, I would tell him." Abby said.

Ziva thought for a moment. "In a totally alternative universe, say I did like him..." Ziva started, "What would I say?"

"The truth." Abby stated.

"And if the truth is something that he doesn't want to hear?" Ziva said.

"Then, I will come over with every flavor of ice cream possible and maybe voodoo." Abby smiled.

The girls said nothing else until the boys came back.

"That looks good." Ziva smiled, pretending that nothing had happened.

"I know!" Tony said placing his tray down.

Ziva smiled and stole his fork, eating some of his pasta.

"HEY,"

"What, like you have never eaten part of my lunch before." Ziva said matter of factly.

"Ya but-" Tony said. "That was my pasta." He frowned. "I am Italian, pasta is sacred."

Ziva chuckled at his foolishness and pulled out a pack of tasty cakes. She put them down on his tray. "Happy?"

Tony smiled brightly and picked up the packaged cakes. He held them over his head as if they were jewels.

"I think he is happy." Abby smiled.

Tony nodded and placed the cakes down. He placed his arm around Ziva's shoulder and hugged her from the side. "Thank you."

Ziva tried to hold in her smile. Tony left his arm around her shoulder, not realizing that it was still there.

Abby smiled at the scene, Ziva's eyes got big and looked over at Abby. Ziva slightly leaned into Tony's arm. When he didn't move it away she couldn't help but smile brighter. Tony noticed Ziva smiling.

"What is so funny?" He asked her.

"Funny?" Ziva asked. "I don't know? What is funny?"

"Why do you keep smiling like that?" Tony asked, his arm still in place.

"Uh." Ziva said. "Conner, the guy over at the table across from us smiled at me. I smiled back." She spit out.

"Who is Conner? Why haven't you mentioned him before?" Tony asked.

"Tony, stop acting like a big brother." Ziva laughed.

"You don't deserve just any guy, Zi." Tony said. "Will I get to meet this Conner."

"Tony," Ziva smiled. "He is just a friend, nothing more. It would be like me dating Tim...not that i don't like you Tim, it is just that you are like a brother."

"It is okay Ziva, I understand. It is the same way with me, you're like my sister." Tim smiled.

"See, all good." Ziva said to Tony, "Why are you so freaked out by the thought of me liking a guy?" She persisted.

"All the guys in this school are pigs," Tony said. "You are not allowed to date them."

"NOT ALLOWED?" Ziva said.

Abby and Tim quietly left the table.

"Well, most of the guys here only want a girlfriend to have sex with then they dump them." Tony said. "I will not let you get used like that."

"I...who..." Ziva stuttered. "Who gave you permission to control my dating life?"

"It is just that..."

"Just what?" Ziva said. "Say it Tony, I get it. You don't want me to date anyone? Why? Is it because you think I will ignore you, or not have time to hang out or WHAT? JUST TELL ME?"

"Forget it." Tony said standing up and walking away from the table.

"TONY!" Ziva yelled.

Tony didn't stop walking.

Ziva ran after him.

"FINE!" She said. "If you say that I cannot date, then you cannot either!"

Tony stopped and turned around. "Why?"

"Because," Ziva said.

"Because why?" Tony asked standing in front of him.

"You are so infuriating! You are making me insane. Every day it is a different girl, new face, another ass. You just go through them like they mean nothing. You don't understand anything." Ziva said. "You don't understand how when you laugh, it makes some girls swoon over you. And sometimes when you say hi to other girl in the hallway, they get the biggest smile on their face. And when you put your arm around them, you can see that they look as if they feel safe. And then everything that they feel, that wonderful, crazy, yet amazing feeling, it is ripped out from my-their heart, so cruelly. But because life is the devils play ground, they fall for it all over again the next day, hoping that they are the one to change you."

Tony starred at Ziva. She had a few tears rolling down her face. It hurt him to see her cry, to be in that much pain.

"I gave you my answer." Ziva said coldly, "What is yours?"

"Because," Tony said. He lifted his hand to her cheek. Ziva backed away, out of his reach. "You are perfect. You are kind, smart, beautiful. Your laugh is amazing, when you smile, I am pretty sure that the earth stops rotating. You have four different smiles. One when you are trying to be nice, and help someone. One when you are with your friends, laughing at something that is truly funny. One when you talk about your sister, and how amazing she was. And finally, one I only see when you are with me, and I still haven't figured out why. You just brighten up anyone's day and you make everyone feel like the world will never end. That is why you cannot date. The guys in this school, they will ruin that, they will tamper with something already perfect, and I refuse to let that happen."

Ziva wiped the tears from her cheeks but they kept falling anyway.

"Ziva, I am so sorry if I ever made you feel like you weren't important. My girlfriends, they mean nothing to me. I do not know nor do I care about their lives." Tony said.

"Then what do you care about, Tony?" Ziva asked.

Tony didn't answer.

Ziva felt as if someone had taken her heart out and thrown it to lions. She closed her eyes and started to laugh, but soon her laughs turned into sobs.

"You know what..." She said laughing at herself in her head, "I'd lie."

"Huh?"

"This morning, yesterday, ten minutes ago, if someone asked me if I loved you..." Ziva said. "I'd Lie."

"Loved." Tony said, "Past tense?"

"That's the crazy thing," She said, "I don't know. I don't know anything. All I know is that I would lie."

"And if I asked you now?" Tony asked stepping closer.

"It is ironic how I can be waiting for you to ask me that question, for so long, and then, when you do, I don't have an answer." Ziva said. "I have told myself that I would lie for so long that, I don't remember what the lie was."

"Ziva Sarah David," Tony said leaning his forehead against hers, "I am asking you, Do you love me?"

"Do you love me?" Ziva asked back.

"I do." Tony admitted. "I love you, I, Anthony Dio DiNozzo, have done the impossible and fallen in love."

Ziva looked up at him.

"Do you love me?" Tony asked.

Ziva nodded. "Yes. I promise. I am not lying."

"I believe you." Tony said softly. "Now, please stop crying. I hate it when you cry." He wiped away the tears that were left on her face.

"Can we go back to lunch?" Ziva smiled.

"Of course." Tony said kissing her forehead and then grabbing her hand and walking towards the table.

Abby saw Ziva's face. "I am guessing I do not need the Voodoo?"

"Voodoo?" Tony said turning to Ziva. "You were going to Voodoo me?"

Ziva laughed loudly. "It was more Abby's idea, but I would have went along with it."

"So," Abby said. "Are you guys like...together now?"

"That is very straight to then point." Tony laughed.

"You know how I do" Abby said in a gangster accent.

"Yes." Ziva smiled.

Tony recognized that smiled. It was the fourth one. The one that he saw when she was with him. And, he felt as if that was going to be his new favorite one.