Part of the still slightly rational part of my mind told me I was in a dream. But eh, that didn't really matter. It's not like I was being attacked by a bunch of evil Strigoi, like my most recent dreams. Seriously, weren't they sick of me yet? I mean, those last two weeks of forcing out information from them enough? Did they really have to invade my dreams? I knew they never slept, but still. I wasn't like them. I actually needed rest. Rest free from dead blood sucking Strigoi. Rest from seeing Dimitri…
Sighing, I took a look around. Luckily this time the scenery around was quite peaceful, thought despite the sort of eerie vibe to it all. I was beginning to think this might actually be a good dream. I noticed that I was standing on a sandy golden colored beach. Still taking in my surroudings, I soon found myself staring at the sky. The sky was painted with different shades of orange and yellow, along with a dash of purple. Man, I sure missed those days when it was just me and Lissa –back when we we're free from the academy– on the beach, just chilling. Oh well. For now it was just me alone and at peace, like I said, pretty much all by my –
Damn. I spoke too soon.
"Happy to see me little dhampir?"
Adrian Ivashkov. I should have known this dream was too good to be true.
"Aren't I always? It's not like you're invading my dreams, not to mention my personal privacy, or anything of the sort." I said, forcing a smile. It's not that I didn't like Adrian or anything, but like I said before, I actually needed rest. And weirdly, most of the time after my little dreams with Adrian, I'd end up more restless than rested.
"Ouch. Rose, I have to admit that hurt a bit, but well since you being sarcastic is a turn on … you're forgiven. That is, for the most part." His had his usual lazy expression, though his eyes held a hint of playfulness. "However, full forgiveness has its price, which happens to involve…." I then noticed that Adrian's eyes scanned my body. It was something I was used to –call me vain, but I just seemed to get that a lot. Yet, as the wind blew past my ankles –how the heck did he do that anyway?! Talk about a realistic dream– I felt a soft brush of long and stringy material that sweep my ankles, and that's when I instantly knew I was not gonna like the sight before me.
"Holy shit!" I exclaimed as I in took in the sight before me.
A hula skirt.
I knew I should have been already used to this –all my dreams with Adrian did involve me being in outfits against my will–but a hula skirt!? No wonder the scenery was a beach. I should have taken that as a red flag from the start. To make things worst, he even got me to wear those weird, and now that I was actually wearing one I realized, itchy coconut bras. Oh, he must be enjoying this, since I imagined I had a pretty much fucked up expression on my face. Further proving my theory, Adrian interrupted my thoughts. I could practically hear the smile in his voice.
"You know, I find the outfit you've got on there suits you quite well."
"Really?" I replied dryly. "Hmmm….well, it does makes sense that you'd like it. I mean, since you did pick it out for me"
Probably the most annoying part of the whole outfit was the freaking itchy coconut bra. I had a growing-crazier-by-the-second urge to scratch, but knew better not to, especially with Adrian standing right in front of me. As if he read my thoughts he said,
"If the bra is bothering you…" A now sly, tone replaced his casual one. "Feel free to take it off. After all this is a dream, so no one will see –well except for me. Not like I'd tell or mind, of course."
"Nice try. Oh, look at the time –I think you've just about filled up you limit for harassing me in this dreams don't you think?"
Adrian chuckled, and that's when I noticed his attire. Strangely, well then again, his attire did fit the whole scene too.
"Wait a minute, let me guess: you're just using this dream of mine to fulfill your sick fantasy of us, this time involving a Hawaiian getaway?" I added. Seriously, he looked like some tourist vacationing, as for me…
Okay, if I looked at this thought his mind…
Nice, that left me being the Hawaiian dancer girl, who no doubt was intended to "entertain" him. I'd have to admit though, it was a bit odd seeing him in something other than his usual neat and fashionable attire. But somehow, in his own way, he made his sunny attire work too. He just smiled as a reply.
"Don't think that just because you can enter my dreams, and create some little fantasy, that you have all the control." I said.
"Don't I?" He replied his eyes still playful
He had a point, but it's not like I was gonna admit that. It would have caused him more pleasure than any normal person would get. I didn't like having my pride picked at.
"No," I replied as calmly as I could manage, but then my temper slipped out as continued, "and as much as you think you do you really don–"
I was interrupted by Adrian's suddenly too close for comfort position. All of the sudden he was at my right whispering in my ear from his initial 4 to 5 feet distance. His mouth was practically brushing my ear.
"I'm sure…both you and I know that isn't true."
His voice was low, but I heard every word loud and clear. As he said those words, I got the feeling you get when someone drops an ice cube down your back all of a sudden. With him so close, for a quick moment I actually felt, vulnerable. Good thing my pride didn't back down so easily.
I hesitated for a second, but then took a good two steps back. His eyes met mine, and there was something I couldn't quite tell under those jade green eyes. Something that affected me in a strange way. Compulsion? No, I've been through that. It was something else. Something deeper. I had started to ask what he was thinking, when I decided against it. Plus, it was probable nothing. My eyes might have just been playing a trick on me. However, unlike the mysterious look in his eyes, his expression still held the same amusement as before. He probably felt good that he'd caught me off guard for a second. Fine, I'd give him that.
As I was about to say a smart-ass comment that's when he spoke again. "I suppose this is the time we part ways now. Good night, little dhampir." A smug smile then formed on his lips. "See you in your next dream."
