Wanting

Tenaya often wondered if there was something wrong with her programming.

She didn't think that she was supposed to be...attracted to her enemy. Especially not her enemy's mentor. But from the moment she had laid eyes on the esteemed Doctor K she had been unable to stop thinking about her. At night, in the times she didn't sleep, she thought about the girl's short dark hair and light blue eyes that always seemed so haunted. She thought about the Dr's smooth, pale skin and the dark clothes and coat that only accented her small form.

Tenaya knew that it wasn't normal to fantasize about the person she was supposed to hate.

But she still did it. She still wondered what Doctor K's smooth skin would feel like beneath her fingers, how her small form would feel pressed against her own body, if her lips were nearly as soft as they looked. She wondered how it would feel to run her hands through her hair, to brush all the stray strands into place and smooth it down. She wondered what it would be like to brush that annoying white lab coat off the Doctor's shoulders and strip off the black uniform that she always wore. She wondered what it would be like to watch as the blue eyes lit up and darkened at the same time, passion swimming in them.

She knew that she shouldn't want Doctor K like she did. But she did all the same.

Tenaya often wondered is there was something wrong with her programming. Because every time she saw Doctor K she shouldn't want to be next to her more than anything. She shouldn't want to drop everything for her. She shouldn't want for the Doctor to look at her with something other than hostility the few times they met.

And she definitely shouldn't be willing to leave Venjix without a thought if Doctor K merely asked.

But she was.