A/N: YAY! Another Rosalie/Bella story! I just can't leave this pairing alone; they're my favorite F/F Twilight couple! Anyway, in this story, Bella is a young(ish) vampire. I don't know how it happened, why it happened, or when it happened. Use your imagination! ;)

[The thing is, Bella's being a vampire "ain't nuttin' but a thang" here. It's all carefree and easy-peasy girl-on-girl lovin'. :)]

This chapter is dedicated to Ookami Z, my best friend in the entire universe. :) Hope you like this story, chica, even if it isn't as explicit as you probably want it to be. (You perv....) I'm totally talking to you as I write this... you totally are a pedophile, by the way. Breaking a twelve year old's bed (or was it the fourteen year old?)... naughty, naughty. ;P But I'm sure that guilt didn't last for more than two seconds either....

ENJOY. :)

I traced the granite contours of Bella's bare hip. We were lying in the grass, far enough from the house to not be seen, in an open area that graced the center of the forest. The sunlight seeped in through the trees and as it hit my skin and Bella's, it threw prisms of light from each of us against the trees and the forest floor.

"It's a shame you could not get used to this sooner."

"Well, I apologize that the thought of very public nudity caused me to hesitate."

"It's hardly public, Bella. We own this land, and have for decades. No one comes here, except the family, and not nearly as often as before. There is rarely anything new to see."

"It all looks new to me. I've been out here with Edward, but that was before. I can see everything now. It's fascinating."

"Turning into a vampire will do that to you."

"I've noticed. I can hear everything too, which is sort of annoying, but also pretty convenient, I guess. I mean, it's ridiculous how much we can hear. There are three deer at the western end of the stream. Someone on the freeway has horrible taste in music. Alice is yelling at Jasper for something he was planning involving one of her Jimmy Choo's. Esme and Carlisle are.… Whoa. TMI."

I laughed. I too could hear these things. It was just as easy to focus on one sound as it was to hear them all simultaneously. It was a mind-boggling thing to get used to.

"Well, I actually kind of enjoy that song. As for Jasper, he never gets past the planning stages, but he loves getting Alice riled up. And as far as Carlisle and Esme, well, Bella, you can't expect to be the only person in the house that 'gets some' on a regular basis."

Bella playfully tried swatting my hand away from where it was massaging small circles on her bare skin. To my chagrin, she succeeded. I was not used to this whole 'Bella-is-stronger-than-everyone' thing. In layman's terms: it sucked.

"Okay," I faux pouted, "I'll be nice."

I pulled Bella closer to me while at the same time scooting closer to her. Our bodies met after a fraction of a second, and an electric current seemed to charge through my veins. I kept one arm wrapped around Bella's waist, holding her against me, and placed the other hand on her cheek.

Bella sighed and wrapped her arm around mine, tracing the curve of my hand with her fingers as I traced the curve of her lip with my fingers. She shifted gracefully to lay atop me then.

"I'm never gonna get tired of that little electrical feeling," she promised, and pressed her lips urgently to mine.

"Good. I don't want you to get tired of me," I teased after our kiss ended.

"How could I?"

"We've got eternity together. I'm sure you will need a break every now and again."

"You really think so?"

"I don't know for sure, but I wouldn't hold it against you if you did."

At that moment, Bella wiggled in just the right way. I groaned.

"Maybe I want you to hold it against me," Bella whispered. She smirked, and wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

"Again?" I asked in disbelief.

She gave a small shriek of pretend outrage.

"Excuse me, but are you complaining, Miss Hale?"

"No ma'am, of course not. But, what do you say we take this party into the house? If I smell those deer for much longer, I'm going to have to do something about them, and I prefer being distracted by you than by my thirst. Besides, I'm getting grass in my hair."

"What are you waiting for, then? Let's go," Bella said. She was to her feet and dressed in seconds, her previously messy hair now up into a loose but tidy bun. I followed suit, and we playfully raced back to the house. I let Bella win; I enjoyed the view being behind her allowed. Not only was she beautiful, all over, but she was extremely graceful and lithe, even for a vampire. I felt the awe towards her that she must have felt towards my family and me when she was first introduced to us.

I could watch Bella move all day, and never grow tired of the way her hips swayed slowly from side to side as she dressed in the mornings, the way her legs scissored gracefully as she ran through the forest, the way her arms twirled above her head as she danced with me, but only when she'd let go of her inhibitions and was not afraid to let the beat have her. Those times that Bella did really let go were some of the best nights of my existence. Of course, the dancing almost always led to making love, but more than that, watching Bella truly be herself made me happy. Bella learned to let the outside world dissolve away, leaving only the two of us spinning in circles, with not a single care in this world.