AN: It's a quick, one shot. I wrote it while I was waiting for my mom. I was very sad because an overbearing teacher was asking me a dumb question during a very important exam.

This story happens during Tribes. Ziva is studying films, and Tony decides to give her a private lesson.

Private Lessons

Tony and Ziva were working on the case, typing their reports.

Tony: I still can't believe that Ducky refused to do the autopsy.

Ziva: He wanted to respect Abtul's religion. What's wrong with that?

Tony: Nothing. I didn't say it was wrong.

Ziva: I can't understand people. Why do we have to fight for in the name of religion? Why can't everyone live in peace? And all the movies about terrorists? Children think that all Muslims are suicide bombers and only Americans are good people.

Tony: That's not true.

Ziva: Give me an example.

Tony: Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves, 1991, Kevin Costner and Morgan Freeman. Robin Hood fights in the crusades. He saves the life of a Moor. The Moor comes with him to England and fights with him. They no longer fight against each other, but side-by-side.

Ziva: You may be right. I have to see that movie.

Tony: Why don't you come to my place tonight? I'll cook and we can watch it.

Ziva: Why not?

That evening she dresses up and drives to Tony's place. Tony had cooked a pizza and bought champagne. They ate, drank and watched Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves.

Ziva: You were right. I like the part when Azim, the Moor, stands up and tells everyone to fight with Robin because of what they believe in, not because of what they are or are not.

Tony: I told you, this film teaches a message of tolerance.

Ziva: You surprise me, Tony. I didn't think that you analyse films that you watch.

Tony: I'm good at analysing music as well. I can teach you.

Ziva: Really?

Tony: Really.

Ziva: And what will I have to do in exchange?

Tony: Why should you do anything?

Ziva: I know you, Tony. What do you want from me?

Tony: This.

He kissed her. At first, she didn't react. Then, she answered the kiss; a kiss that became deeper and deeper, until Ziva broke apart.

Ziva: I think I'll take private lessons.

Tony: I'll teach you with pleasure.

Ziva: Do I have to get specially dressed for the classes?

Tony: No. You don't have to get dressed up. You don't have to put anything at all on.

He kissed her again.

Tony: I love you, Ziva.

Ziva: I love you, Tony.

They woke the next morning and went to work. Ziva left Tony's car and went upstairs. Tony would join her five minutes later, but 15 minutes late to work.

Gibbs: You're late DiNozzo.

Tony: Sorry. I had a private lesson.

Gibbs: What were you learning, breaking rules?

Tony: Boss? How …?

Ziva: Don't ask, Tony.

Tony: I should've known.

Gibbs: I won't say anything, but if you don't keep it out of the office, you'll have to give private lessons to people who need a job.

AN: What do you think? I appreciate comments, even if you don't like it.