So I changed it a lot, it starts out the same though.

Go ahead and hate me, but this is necessary. Although it was hard to write.

All goes to Richelle Mead.

"Asshole." I muttered entering the track to do my laps. Who did he think he was, with his tallness and long hair. I'd never met anyone more annoying in my life, and believe me I've met a lot of people. I let my thoughts wander to my 'beginning life crisis' when I went to Russia, to kill strigoi. I'd killed so many. My neck was getting crowded with monija marks. I touched the back of my neck that was covered with a giant bandage. I realized that was wet too. I let out a growl. My sneakers, my NEW sneakers were soggy and heavy. My hair, which I had taken the time to blow dry, was stringy and drenched. I didn't see how Dimitri could be related to those people I met in Russia. His family, which I accidentally found; were wonderful. I still kept in touch with them. They of course didn't tell Dimitri about me knowing them, for they knew his distaste of me. Hell, he probably hated my guts.

Dimitri. I wanted to rip him to shreds right now. I'd only gotten here fifteen minutes late. This apparently was fifteen minutes for him to get a bucket, fill it up with ice water and throw it on me as I came in. Again. I was actually in a good mood too. To heck with him. Even though he made me a great novice, I hated how he always found a way before or after practice to put me in a foul mood. We were eachothers only weaknesses. I don't know how we came to know each other as much as we do, since we rarely ever said anything to each other that was complimentary.

He was already pissed at me, so I slyly creeped into the gym and found him sitting in a chair, his back facing me. I grabbed the bucket and went into the bathroom filling it up with the liquid soaps that were stocked in the closet. Exiting, I found him right in front of the girls locker room, glaring at me.

"You aren't done your laps."

"You threw a bucket of water on me."

"You don't learn any other way."

"You need to take a shower." I threw the bucket of soap on him. Sadly, it only got half of him, since he dodged the brunt of it. I knew what was about to come, so I laughed and ran like a crazy person out of the gym with him sprinting close behind. I headed towards the woods and to the cabin where he had saved me from the darkness by slapping me silly. Literally; one of our more heartfelt moments. I ran around to the front and locked the door behind me. Breathing heavily, I grinned leaning my back against the door. Looking around, I realized Tasha Ozera was sitting on the bed, watching me with wide eyes. I could only scowl at what she probably saw. Rose Hathaway, completely soaked with dirt caked on her ankles and legs, grinning like a total fool. She got up and hugged me awkwardly, "Rose! It's so good to see you! I was um, just about to go see you all!" I was confused to why she was here and about a million questions came into my mind, but before I got to utter a word or even explain why I was here, Dimitri kicked down the back door raging in, a wild look in his eyes. I couldn't help but smirk. He and Tasha had gotten into a bad fight before she left the last time she was here. This pretty much ruined their relationship and her offer she gave him to guard her. Tasha and I were on the same page when it came to Dimitri Belikov.

"Dimitri," Tasha said with annoyance, "Please come in, and kick down the front down while you're at it." He looked, as if it was possible, worse than I did. Half his hair clung his face and the soap was sliding down his duster, onto the clean floor. Tasha had a look of suspicion on her face.

"I'm sorry Lady Ozera." He bowed formally; I could tell it pained him to be this way, "But Rose needs to come with me. Right Rose?" He gave me a look that strangely seemed to say, I can't wait until you graduate. This will be approximately one week. Rolling my eyes I grinned, "Yeah that's correct we'll have to catch up later Tasha, when I'm not soaked."

"Alright, nice to see you Rose." She smiled and walked out of the room, not even glancing at Dimitri. "You. Follow me." Dimitri barked, he looked sincerely mad. It made sense, since I had never been this bold before

"Make me." Aw shit what was I saying.

He picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. I squirmed, and then let my arms dangle over his back. It was so comical, I had to laugh. "Comrade, you know I have full access to grab your butt right?" I slid my hand down and he stiffened. "Rose, don't you dare."

"Whatever are you talking about?" I let my hand stop at his lower back. "I'd put me down, if I were you."

We were at the gym and he carefully set me down and started to walk away. I was expecting him to fling me off or throw across the room. I frowned, "What's your problem?"

"Go get a shower, we're done for the day."

"Woah, wait a minute, why are you all pissy?"

He turned eyes blazing, I flinched, "You, us. It can't go on like this; we are done with the fighting and the pranking. You are not to touch me, or talk to me about petty things, and I will do the same for you, understood? Or should I speak slower for you?" I felt my lip quiver at the sudden change in events. What the hell, PMS much? His voice was deadly, seething, and cold. I felt like I'd been punched in the face. Maybe I had gone too far. But no.

"It'll be done when I want it be you don't control me so stop acting like you do Dimitri." My voice was shouting

"That is Guardian Belikov to you, Ms. Hathaway and it is done. I have let this go on for too long, I realize that now. You have embarrassed me as well as yourself today, and I hope it is a wake-up call for you." He had that stern, adult voice, like I was a seven-year old. My blood boiled. I wanted to make him mad.

"Oh it is a wakeup call, it just shows what a bi-polar ass you are comrade, it just makes me realize how much I hate you. You're not even worth being around you know that, I don't need you; I'll do what I want." Dimitri just shrugged and began walking away again. "My word is final, you will listen or you won't be Lissa's guardian. You don't hate me, by the way."

I caught up with him and grabbed his shoulder. Darkness surrounded me. "I do. Everyone does. That's probably why Ivan died when you were on break. He didn't want to have to see your face again so he killed himself using the other story as cover."

I was slammed against a wall, "Shut up Rose just shut up. You're an immature child, and I have never thought so low of you until now, so unless you want the consequences, shut up." His face showed hurt, and an anger that I only saw on his face when he was dealing with strigoi. I could tell he was fighting for control. But my mouth kept moving, kept making the open wound deeper. "Oh? You going to hit me? Be like your father and beat me until I bleed?"

Any control he had shattered and I felt his fist come in contact with the wall next to my face several times. I cringed. "I… am not my father and you…" he leaned his face in so our cheeks are touching and gave me a growl. Shaking he stepped back and walked out of the room, leaving me to cry away my inner demons.

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