A/N: Hi! This is just a bunch of things that come to me once in a while. I want to write a full story but I can't find the right plot so everything my imagination comes up with I'm uploading here. Some are one-shots some are two-shots, some are short and some are long. I like to be as canon as possible with VA so no pregnant Rose or anything like that, but I may play with some AU and if so I'll let you know what's going on. If you follow any of my stories you know that I'm not very good at posting on time, (btw sorry I've been away so long) so I'm just going to say I'll try to post weekly but I make no promises. Anyway, here's my first one-shot, hope you like it.


One.

DPOV:

It had been a long day. Christian was at meetings all day with different members of his family-that now wanted to be in good terms with him, being the Queen's beau and all- and asked me to be with him, saying that if he had to spend a day without Lissa and surrounded by people he hated, he might as well have a friendly face with him. By the time I dopped him off at Lissa's chambers and made it back to my apartment the sun was shining in the grey sky and I needed a hot shower and some time with my Roza.

A guardian I didn't recognize was standing at the door of the apartment, blocking it. All my alarms went off and my mind started racing, thinking of what would a guardian be doing there, especially taking into consideration the hour. I reached the door and was about to take out my stake when he move aside and let me in. I nodded at him, guardian mask on, still wondering what was going on.

Inside everything was quiet, the only sound was the tv and the coffee maker. My eyes scanned the place and I found Eddie sitting on the couch, whatching tv. Jill was here.

I relaxed.

Christian's family wasn't the only one having meetings, Tatiana's birthday was coming and Lissa was organizing a big celebration to remeber de deceased Queen. Royals from all over the world were coming and it was an oppotunity to renew alliances and decide upon upcoming debating topics. Jill had insisted she'd come too, and Ariana Szelsky, who had become close friends with Lissa and often her advisor, said that it would be a good idea to show the other royals that the Queen's family was close and strong. Of course, that meant a very strong security system, with Eddie close to her at all times and a second guardian for extra precaution and as much guardians as possible ready from afar to face any threat without calling too much attention on her.

I hung my duster by the door and Eddie jumped, clearly unaware of my entrance.

"Guardian Belikov!" he said standing up "I'm sorry I was just-"

"Eddie" I interrupted softly "Don't worry, and you can call me Dimitri, we're in my home after all"

He blushed and shifted awkwardly "Sorry"

"It's okay. What are you doing here anyway?"

"Oh, Rose asked Jill to come after dinner with Lissa"

As if on cue, Jill and Rose came out of the bedroom.

"Are you sure?" Rose asked with a sad look on her face.

"I'm sorry Rose" Jill handed her something black and Rose's face dropped even more "I wish I could do something"

"It's okay, it was going to happen sooner or later"

"I'm sorry" Jill hugged her and turned around, surprised to see me "hi, Dimitri!"

I was about to greet her when she practically yelled at me:

"Don't you dare bow at me! or call me princess for that matter"

"You sound just like Lissa" I commented without thinking, creating a bit of an uncomfortable atmosphere.

"Ready to go?" Eddie asked suddenly, breaking the tension.

"Sure!" Jill started walking toward the door but stopped and turned to look at Rose, who was still looking at the black thing in her hands with a sad expression "Rose?"

"Yeah?"

"Are you coming to dinner tomorrow night?"

"Of course!"

"As Rose or as Royal Guardian Hathaway?" she asked with a small voice, her eyes hopeful. I fels bad for her, even thought bot her and Lissa wanted to get to know each other and be, at least, friends, things were still hard and unfomfortable when the two of them were alone together. Rose looked at her with the same sympathy on her face.

"As Rose" she answered with a smile.


When Eddie and Jill left Rose focused on her hands again. I couldn't stand the sadness in her eyes, it was torture for me not seeing her smile. I wrapped my arms around her and she burried her face on my chest sighing.

"What's wrong, my Roza?" I pulled away enough to see her beatiful face, sitill darkened with a sad expression.

"Nothing" her face lit up with a smile for a second before droping again, looking at the gound she continued "is just that I came home before Lissa's dinner to change and it was so cold outside..."

She talked softer and softer until her voice disappeared. I pulled away completely and took her hand before guiding her to the couch. She sat on my lap and I ran my finger trough her hair and traced patterns on her cheek with the tip of my fingers. She kept her eyes on her hands that were plaing with that black thing that turned out to be a piece of fabric. After a while I put my hands ofer hers, taking the piece of fabric to look at it and I froze.

"Are these...?"

"Yes. I was going to wear them tonight but-" she took the thick groves from me and put them on, revealing a big hole on one of the palms and some parts between the fingers that were almost see-through "Jill says there's nothing she can do"

The first gift I ever got my Rosa was a tube of lip gloss. The second one was that pair of gloves. After I saw her hands, her beautiful, strong, wonderful hands, covered in cuts and dry out from the cold weather she told me she didn't have any, that she'd never nedded any when she was on the run. So I bought her a pair. Nothing big, just a plain pair of thick, warm, black gloves to keep her hands warm. Since then she had bought more gloves, in different colors and materials. But every once in a while she would put on that pair. Over the years she had fixed them. Thanks to her sewing skills (or lack thereof) the gloves had earned a few stitches on every finger and even a straight line on the back mended with bright pink thread.

I looked into my Roza's eyes. She was so devastated by the condition of the gloves. I often wondered how she was when she was a little girl. I tried to picture a little Roza playing with dolls or trowing temper tantrums. As I got to know her it became easier to imagine, after she showed me more sides of her I could see the traces of the little girl in the wonderful woman she grew up to be. When her eyes became so deep, open and vulnerable, or when she laughed so hard she would collapse into the floor clutching her stomach, when she was awake far too long and she curled up against my chest like a kitten. It brought a smile to my face because I could see her, the innocent, the dreamer, the vulnerable girl that suvived all thise hardening experiences. It reminded me how strong she really was. Yes, seeing her friend die, watching helplessly as I was turned into a Strigoi, Lissa's problems fighting the spirit's darkness, it all changed her, but she was still Rosa. My amazing Roza. She was still a dreamer, she kept her sense of humor, she still joked around and she was unbelievable. I loved her so much.

I kissed her without warning. I needed to feel her lips against mine. After a moment of shock she responded with equal passion and need. Our lips moved together eagerly, one of my hands rested on the small of her back, pressing her against me, needing her as close as possible, while the other one was tangled in her hair. Soon she shifted her body so she was straddling me, kissing me fiercely, her lips opened and I slid my tongue inside, earning a soft moan. She pulled away for air, but I couldn't get enought of her, kissing her jawline and making my way down her neck. When her shrit was on my way I tugged on the hem over her head, tossing it away befire turning back to her. After my shirt was tossed too I lifted her and dropped her on the bed.

"I love you Roza" I whispered before leaning down to kiss her, cutting off her answer.


The heavy curtains shielded us from the dayligh, leaving the room completely dark except for the small crack on the bathroom door that provided enought light for me to see every detail of Rose's face. She wasn't as tired as me, but she felt asleep faster -I was too distracted playing with her hair-, with her arm around me and her head on my chest. A yawn remebered me how late it was, I pulled her closer and closed my eyes, relishing the feeling of her relaxed body against mine and the sweet smell of her shampoo and slowly fell asleep.


I woke up early the next morning. Roza was still asleep when showered and quietly left the apartment only to come back later with a small box. I wanted to see her face when she opened it, butt I had to meet Christian, so I placed a small kiss on her forhead and left the box on my pillow with a note.

My dear Roza,

I have to go early, I' sorry I'm not there when you wake up.

It looks like today's going to be as cold as yesterday, I hope these help.

I love you, Dimitri.