*Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Academy, Richelle Mead does!*

Dimitri's POV

"I don't know Comrade. I happen to know you arrange your boxers by color. Hell, you put some of your boxers in order by holiday," Rose teased.

I blushed a little, and I was forming a snappy comeback about how someone had to be responsible and organized when I froze. Viktoria could have told her that I color-code my boxers, but no one knew that I also organized them by holiday. "How did you know that?" I asked her.

Rose visibly gulped. "I… um…" she started to say. I could see her desperately trying to figure out an excuse.

"Did you go through my dresser?" I asked her, narrowing my eyes suspiciously. I couldn't figure out if I was okay with that. Some part of me thought I should be mad for the invasion of privacy, but a large part of me was happy that she knew that little tidbit about me.

"I… um…" She mumbled, still trying to think of something that would get her off the hook.

"When did you go through my drawers?" I asked her amused. Suddenly it dawned on me that she may have been the one that took my missing pair of boxers. I had assumed I left it in the locker room after a shower and that they were thrown out. "And does this have anything to do with my missing boxers?"

Rose looked down at the floor. Her face was bright red and she looked extremely embarrassed. "Roza," I said softly. "You don't have to be embarrassed."

"I had forgotten a change of clothes one day," she whispered, still looking mortified. "So I took a pair of your boxers, a t-shirt, and your grey hoodie."

"And you didn't think it would be a good idea to return them?" I asked me curiously. Rose shook her head. I felt a rush of pleasure. That's what normal girlfriends do, right? They steal their boyfriend's clothes. Obviously with Rose masquerading as a boy, she didn't have a lot of normality in her life. I was happy that there was a semblance of normality in her love life at least. "Where did you put them? I emptied all of your drawers." I know I emptied out everything in her room. I checked twice.

She looked up at me briefly then got off the bed and grabbed her duffel bag. She put it down in front of me and just like that, I understood. I knew that this duffel bag contained everything that was really important to her. I felt thrilled that something of mine made it into the duffel bag.

"I guess you want them back," she said quietly, not looking up at me. I didn't want her to give them back and I could see the reluctance in her face.

"Roza, if they mean that much to you, then you can keep them," I promised her quietly. I wanted her to keep them. "But if you don't mind me asking, why do they mean so much to you?"

She glanced up at me then quickly averted her eyes back to the bed. "They're a piece of you. Even when you're not with me, I can at least have that one small part," she admitted quietly. I could see her blush and it was the most beautiful thing in the world.

I pulled her into a hug. "I'm always going to be here for you," I told me seriously. "Every part of me is yours. Not just one piece."

"Every part?" She asked me with a wink. I knew what she was trying to do. She was trying to alleviate the tension of our conversation. It worked. I started laughing.

"Every part," I agreed when I stopped laughing. I wanted to live in this moment forever. I used all of my self-control to make myself step away from her. I kissed her forehead and stood up.

"Hey!" She whined. Why does she have to make this so difficult?

"Later," I promised. "I have to finish unpacking."

She sighed and laid back down on our bed. I didn't want to have to wait, because I knew Lissa would have big plans for tonight. While I unpacked, I watched Rose. I was constantly worried about her after she told me that she might be taking Lissa's darkness. As I observed her frustration, I wondered how much of it was impatience and how much of it was from Lissa.

I had expected Lissa to be crabby and stressed today. After all, moving into an apartment is a big change, but Lissa was bubbly and cheerful. I wonder if that was a sign that Rose was right. I didn't want her to be right. I didn't want her to have to deal with spirit's darkness.

If Rose is taking the darkness, we'll have to figure out ways to let it out through training. She can't go around throwing pots at peoples' heads.

As I unpacked, her frustration became greater and greater. I knew she needed to let it out somehow. "Do you want to go on a run Roza?" I asked her. "We need to get in the habit of training during the summer." It was just an excuse, but a valid one. We really did need to get on some kind of schedule. I hoped that after some training, Rose's anger and frustration might evaporate by a little bit.

Rose looked at me and a bunch of emotions came across her face. Finally, she nodded and stood up grumbling about cruel and unusual punishment. She changed in front of me. We were used to it by now, so it hardly phased us. I did see Rose eye my bare chest hungrily when I changed my shirt.

I couldn't help but chuckle. Some things never change, thankfully. Once we were both adequately dressed, we went for a run outside our apartment. We ran to a park that was between four to five miles away and then ran back. When we got back, we went to the backyard and started to spar.

As we sparred, I could see the anger leaving her body. Her moves were wild and impulsive, but she became more disciplined in her moves. Pretty soon the fighter inside of her was back and she had me pinned.

I looked at her and I knew I needed her now. She studied my expression for a moment. "How did you know?" She asked me uncertainly.

I looked at her confused. I was having trouble concentrating with her sitting on me. "How did I know what?" I asked her.

"The darkness," she whispered.

"I realized that you wouldn't normally be that frustrated. When Lissa didn't even get a little stressed about the move, I was able to put two and two together," I explained.

She leaned down and kissed me. Our kiss deepened, and I was the first one to pull away. At first she looked hurt and confused. "Can we take this inside?" I asked her amused.

She looked around surprised as if she had forgotten we were outside where anyone can see us. She nodded. "I think we need to break in our new bed anyway," she said with a mischievous grin.