Vampire Academy Yaoi: DimitrixAdrian (Yaoi means boyxboy, if you don't like it please don't read it :))
Strength and Spirit
Chapter 1
Last night was one of those nights. One of the nights were I could hardly control my thoughts, my actions. I snuck out, the usual way: Out the window, down the lane, and to the tiny club where I was guaranteed not to see any other royals. The more and more I drank, the less pain I felt. I feared if I didn't subside to alcohol, I just might actually go crazy. Believe it or not, alcohol keeps me on my feet longer than any spirit backlash would. So drink I might and drink I did.
The next morning, I awaken and sit up in bed. I now realize that I'd left my window open, and slowly rise from the bed to close it. It's another blistering hot afternoon here at Court, and I'm not quite ready to face the day. Despite that, the numbing effect of substance was wearing off and I could feel myself draining less and less at the thought of a nice big drink. I walk down the hall and into my bathroom not liking what I see. After about 30 minutes of trying to clean up, I'm satisfied enough to leave my house. Neither of my parents are home, big surprise there, so I have free rein to leave without mumbling a single word. My family being royalty, Adrian Ivashkov was not allowed to be seen "unsightly" in the public view. As I moseyed on lazily down the sidewalks and towards the club, a familiar voice calls a greeting not too far off.
"Adrian!"
I turn around looking into the eyes of Rose Hathaway, and see what I say, I take an interest in. Big dark eyes, dark brown hair, and a body built to kill. Next to her, stands Dimitri Belikov, a much more breath taking sight to see. Everyone says he is a god. Well guess what. That's because he is. And he damn well knows it too. Dimitri has gorgeous brown eyes, shoulder length hair light brown hair, and well, the body of the gods to match his face and overall swagger. I hide my surprise and try to keep my cool. I walk up to Rose and greet her with a hug and a smart ass remark. She flirts back and now it's become a game. Dimitri clears his throat and Rose and I both immediately quite. I hate how he has so much control over everyone. I wave a "nice talking to yea" and shoot Dimitri my prize winning smile that throws even him off balance. Ha! Like I could ever through him off balance. Man I must still be dreaming.
I shuffle off avoiding the next turn so neither Rose nor Dimitri can see me walk on into the private club. I sit down, and the jealously and envy I was holding back grabs a hold of me and tugs hard. I'm suddenly fuming and can't control my thoughts. It's just, what have they done to deserve what they have? What haven't I done? I mean I've tried almost anything to no avail. It's like love has this secret little plot against me, to swear me off of eternal love because of some hate crime. I take the cigarette out of my pocket I stashed and think about joining the circle for a chain smoking afternoon. For some odd reason, I decide not to. I mean, even though I know it's pointless, but I still do try. Rose or Dimitri would be pissed if they knew where I was right now. And the most surprising thing is, why do I even care? But I guess it doesn't matter because I just end up leaving and heading back to my room.
Rose and I were supposed to be a thing, but ever sense Dimitris been back, well let's just say I'm not her favorite man. Not that I blame her but that's hardly the point. She doesn't even have the courage or the decency to say it's over to my face. Nope she'll just pretend like nothing ever happened and I'll hurt behind closed doors like I always do. I flop down on my bed, welcoming a dream that will soon come once I've fallen asleep.
I wake up the soft raps of someone on my door. I get up, not worried about my appearance because it's probably just a house keeper of some royal wanting to chat about things he doesn't care about and politics. I open the door and look up into the soft brown gaze of Dimitri. Startled, I take a step back and assess the situation. Quickly I open the door a little wider and welcome him in.
"Hay" I say deciding to keep it cool and short.
"Hello Adrian." The sound of him saying my name, even so causally sends shivers pulsing through me.
"What brings you to my little hole?" I say attempting to hide my dishevelment.
"Actually, I came to talk to you about Rose." He says softening but still staying business like.
"Oh?" I say as if surprised or taken aback.
"And, I want to be honest with you…" He cuts off his sentence and looks up at me.
"Please do." I say losing all sarcasm. I need to hear this. If he tells me, then I'll move on. Stop living in the past.
"And, I don't love her. I'm sorry if you feel like I've stolen her away from you, but in all honesty, my heart is not hers to have." I was surprised. Utterly shocked. And I'm sure my face showed it too. I had never heard Dimitri talk so in depth to anyone before. That alone shocked me. Then the fact that he said he didn't love her… this had to be a joke. "So I hope there's no hard feelings, and if you like, I wouldn't mind talking to Rose and-"
"No! Really it's ok! Rose hasn't actually held a place anyway." I said dismissing the topic and looking at the bed sheets I fumbled with. This was crazy. Absolutely absurd. Dimitri was a few feet away from me. In my room. On my bed. And telling me he doesn't love Rose Hathaway! Wow, am I glad I passed up good old substance today and stayed sober to see this. If not, I would have told myself I just imagined it. Or maybe even worse, I might not have remembered it.