Ok Guys, literally haven't updated in what feels like years! Decided to take this story in a less conventional direction, hope we like 'hide and seek' ;)

Suddenly overcome with self control, Edward's hand raced down to stop me from teasing him any further. I pouted, looking up at him through my thick lashes.

'Or not?'

Edward grinned.

'Don't look so disappointed, beautiful. We've got a long night ahead of us, wouldn't want to blow all the excitement and fun so soon now would we?'

He raised his eyebrows, emphasising the 'blow' in his sentence. I raised mine in response, but decided to humour him anyway.

'Ah I see, fair point Mr Cullen. So, what other fun activities do you have planned for us then?' Well aware of how open ended that question was, I was quite proud of my misleading question.

Edward looked away as though deep in thought, my favourite crooked smile soon washed across his face. I was definitely nervous now; perhaps I'd been a bit too open with that question!

'Well, what do you say to a game of "Hide and Seek"?' Well, that's got to be a dictionary definition of 'curve ball' if ever I'd seen one.

'Hide and Seek? Edward, are you serious?'

I wasn't sure if that was just a kinky game or not, I decided to double check...

'Yeah, why not? This house is huge, could be exciting!'

Edward's eyes were bright; he was clearly envisioning this going places I wasn't quite following.

'But there's only like 2 of us? How fun could it be?' I shook my head slowly, I was totally confused. Had I seriously put him off me so much that he was resorting to playing classic childhood games?

Edward sensed the concern; at least I think he did. His tone softened and his hands cupped my face and his eyes met mine fiercely, as though he was trying to drill his idea into me.

'Well, I can think of several 'fun' activities that wouldn't require anyone else to participate in with us... can't you?' He winked. He paused and measured my face for a response, I didn't have one.

'Besides, hide and seek Cullen-style IS fun, don't knock it until you've tried it... Hide and seek with a predator, are you brave enough Miss Swann?' He leaned down, his face slowly approaching mine, his breath tickling my nose. I revelled in the sensation.

'Well that depends on what happens when you've captured me, doesn't it?' I smiled my own crooked smile, not nearly as breath taking as Edward's though, nothing else would ever compare to it.

'Well, that's the name of the game isn't it? Pursuit and chase...' His finger traced my bottom lip, I subconsciously closed my eyes, revelling in his direct touch this time.

'...rewarded by prize... So what do you say Bella, hide and seek with your favourite predator?' His lips had found their way to my ear, his voice a mere whisper creeping slowly through my mind.

'...Or is it more a game of hide and seek with your favourite victim?' I whispered back, my voice undoubtedly laced with lust and desire.

'A willing victim, I hope...' Again, his doubt resurfaced, I opened my eyes suddenly aware of what he was suggesting...

'Hang on a second here you cheater! You'll totally be able to sniff me out! That's such an unfair advantage, Edward!' I began to protest and pushed him back gently.

He chuckled loudly.

'And that's the last time I underestimate you, huh?'

I nodded vigorously.

'That's right, predator! I'm the smartest victim you've ever encountered' I smiled proudly like a child, making him laugh louder. Edward's laugh was like music to my ears, just knowing I was able to provoke that much happiness in him made me determined to make him laugh as much as I could. It was a fascinating sound to me and always would be.

He leaned into me again and having regained his composure, whispered softly.

'Well, there's a way to limit my advantage... You can dilute your scent and make it harder for me to seek you out...' His eyebrows were raised again as his eyes drilled into mine.

I narrowed mine, confused. What did he mean 'dilute' my scent? How could I possibly throw him off course? Maybe I could misdirect him by hiding in different places, but that would involve him hearing my footsteps. I was caught no matter what diversion I tried to use! I suddenly didn't like the idea of this game.

'But it's impossible for me not to get caught by you, you're the ultimate hunter!'

He laughed again and pulled back, crossing his arms against his chest. His back straightened, as though he was surveying the situation, looking for a solution to our little dilemma. He grinned, he'd obviously developed one...

'Well, your scent is obviously really concentrated because it's all over not just you, but... your clothes too... you'll just have to remove them as you go...' his voice was heavy, but it had a trace of a smile in it, as though he was holding back a laugh. Probably because he was half expecting my response.

'Edward if this is one almighty plan to get me naked you could've just asked ya know...' I smiled and similarly crossed my arms to mirror his pose.

I had to admit though, this did sound like quite a good solution, I could tease Edward with my clothes but still be hard to find. It could be quite an interesting scenario... My mind started to race through different outcomes this little game could present to us, but deciding I'd much rather experience them for myself, I concluded that I'd take a leap of faith.

'I guess it really is an effective solution though... game on, predator' I winked and slid off the desk quickly.

I reached up to kiss him on the lips before running to the door of the office, shouting instructions as I went...

'You gotta give me at least a minute's head start though...'

Edward laughed and just as I left the room I heard him warn in a dark but strangely sexy voice,

'...Run my little rabbit run...'

I giggled and headed for the stairs, the chase was on...

The Cullen's stair case had never seemed as long, every step seemed to take so much effort especially in my black 'it's-party-time-tonight' killer heels. As I reached the top, I looked back briefly, my hair being swept to one side in the process. The door of Carlisle's office was slightly ajar, meaning either Edward was listening intently or that I'd left it open upon leaving. I honestly couldn't remember, but the fact that Edward was probably listening intently made me more aware of the task at hand – how the hell was I going to hide from him? This was so futile.

But in that moment, I realised that I wasn't particularly bothered about how logical this game was, fact is; it was sorta sexy! I mean, who wouldn't want to be 'hunted' by a certain Vampish God. Although I was delicate in comparison to him, I couldn't resent him for it. It just made me feel more feminine when in his presence, and undoubtedly made him even more of an Alpha male. The fact that he handled me like a china-doll might well have been frustrating on occasion, but more than anything else, it made me feel precious and protected, loved...admired even. Edward's ability to make me feel significant was unrivalled, nobody had ever made me feel important let alone like some kind of personal messiah.

So although I'd be easy to capture, perhaps that's what this was all about – a predator and his prey, a show of masculinity and a case for female subservience...

Perhaps I was over thinking this slightly but I couldn't help wonder: why would Edward want to play hide and seek with me knowing it'd be a fairly quick game?

Maybe he wanted to catch me... maybe this was an elaborate plan to seduce me by demonstrating to me how masculine and powerful he was? It's not like that was even necessary, but it definitely excited me.

I was snapped back to reality when I heard the door of Carlisle's office creek open oh so quietly, with a sharp intake of breath I hurriedly took off my killer heels and left them lying haphazardly at the top of the stairs. Looking to the right, I saw the corridor that led to the Cullen's library. My every sense was heightened as I slowly made my way down it, no plan in my head whatsoever but I was a good improviser. I pushed the huge wooden door open as quietly as I could, quickly looking back in the direction I'd just come from. Still. Silent. Safe.

A stroke of genius overtook me as I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. I gathered my hair in one hand and unbuckled the clasp of my necklace with the other- a crystal heart on a thin black ribbon that my mum had given me on my 15th birthday. I'd get it back safely I knew that, but it also probably smelt a lot like me given it was often subject to my vanilla-esque perfume which I always wore with it. Hopefully it would lead Edward in here first. I needed to be quick though so I again haphazardly draped it over the door handle, leaving the pendant hanging idly in the darkness.

Happy with my efforts I retreated back out of the room as silently as I possibly could, holding my breath all the while. Again I hastily glanced back down the corridor and was greeted with the same silence as before. I was still safe so I moved on. Tip toeing down the corridor, brushing my fingers along the wall to try and dilute my scent further.

I hadn't thought much about my decision to turn right at the top of the stairs, but as I approached the second familiar door, I was quite glad for my sharp decision- the Cullen's music room. The room that housed the piano Edward so frequently played, much to my approval. I gently pushed the door open with my fingertips, it creaked in response but I made it safely inside nonetheless.

'Not the quietest of prey I've ever encountered, I'll admit'

Edward's voice echoed on the other side of the door, bouncing off the walls of the corridor. He was near, that much was true. I stood perfectly still, only just able to hear the smugness in his voice. It was sexy, but frustrating. I was trying my best! Clearly I needed to up the ante. So far i'd submitted my shoes and my necklace; obviously this needed to go a bit further...

I reached up to my hair and slide my black Alice band off the back of my head detangling it from my curls. Scanning the room for a place to put it, I found the acoustic guitar Edward rarely played sat all shiny and new to my left in its black stand. I hooked my Alice band over the top of it, again just leaving it dangling. It looked totally out of place, the only poorly placed object in such an immaculate room. I felt guilty leaving it there and letting it disrupt Esme's meticulous interior design arrangements.

'You know maybe this game is a bad idea after all, Bella' Edward was a lot nearer than he had been, definitely at the top of the staircase if not beyond it.

'I mean, being barefoot can't be comfortable on old floor boards, can it?' He'd obviously found my shoes, I smiled at the amused tone he was bellowing out into the darkness. He was clearly testing me, waiting for me to shout back and give the game away, well I might not have been the quietest prey, but like I told him, I was probably the smartest...

If Edward wanted to be cheeky, then I'd match him on it. I quickly bent down, the blood rushing to my head, my heart now pounding in my ears disrupting my mental silence. I reached under the bottom of my dress and tugged my tights down slowly rolling them over my knees and finally stepping out of them, gently replacing my feet on the floor one after the other. I held them up to the light shining in through the huge bay window in the room and grinned. He obviously hadn't realised I was wearing tights if he thought I was already barefoot, they were admittedly a perfect match with my skin tone. Hopefully they would be a good distraction... But where to put them?

As I tip toed to the piano in the centre of the room, I saw the dust on top of it sparkle like glitter, reflected by the moonlight that poured in from the window. Maybe I could communicate with him in the dark after all. I placed the tights gracefully on top of the piano keys and edged my way round to write my dust-message. It needed to be something simple, but captivating...

The proverbial light bulb in my mind lit up: 'Want more?'

Well it was definitely simple... and hopefully captivating.

A loud thud broke the silence once again and my head immediately snapped in its direction. Edward was in the library, he wasn't far behind me.

'The library...hmm not many places to hide in here, Bella...'

Had he not found my necklace? Maybe he thought I'd double bluffed him?

Whatever the reason for his lingering, I was grateful, but I needed to get out of here and quick.

Edward was right about one thing though, the floor definitely was uncomfortable with bare feet.

Pushing through the discomfort, I reached the door and slipped round it back into the dark familiarity of the corridor. The only other room down this corridor was empty, Edward had once told me there had been talk of turning into a guest room but obviously that idea was more for show than actual function.

I'd have to wait it out in there until Edward entered the music room, then I could try and sneak past him back down the corridor. I was quite aware that this was going to be impossible but I had no other choice available. I wasn't going to give up having got this far in such a seemingly one sided battle.

'I'm quite shocked you've lasted this long if I'm honest...'

Edward was getting louder; he was near the door of the library fast approaching the corridor himself.

I ran as quietly as I could to the door of the empty room, my hair swooshing behind me creating that wind-in-the-hair effect you only ever see in the movies. I probably looked ridiculous but I didn't really care, this was definitely exhilarating. Closing the door behind me, I leaned against it gradually placing my weight on it so as to avoid it creaking. It didn't. Relief washed over me.

Edward's footsteps were definitely getting louder now, he was stalking the corridor like a true hunter. Slowly, calmly, measured steps, barely making any other movement.

I doubted this was even difficult for him; he usually popped up at my bedroom window silently with little effort. I often wished I had that ability, to just pop up silently. Instead I think my clumsiness often announced my presence in a room long before I really wanted to be announced myself. I blushed at the thought of my own clumsiness and shook my head. I really couldn't screw up now, I needed to be careful.

'...knowing that I'm chasing you, just makes you even more intoxicating to me...' Edward spoke softly and quietly, he knew I was in earshot, obviously aware of the fact that I could only now be in one of the two remaining rooms down the corridor.

I smiled and panicked simultaneously, Bella Swann 'intoxicating'? I'd never get bored of hearing that...

'...I hope you're not expecting to be treated in any special kind of way once you're caught' He was laughing as he spoke. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

'I mean, i usually err...man handle my prey... I'm known to be quite full on when I hunt... I hope that doesn't bother you? Although, it's a bit late now if it does...' His voice suggested he had the cheekiest of smiles on his face. God he was sexy!

My legs began to wobble slightly, Edward and 'man handle'... those are two words that sat perfectly well in my eyes. 'No complaints here!' I so desperately wanted to shout back, but i resisted the temptation, I was determined not to be an easy catch... although to be honest, I was definitely looking forward to being caught now.

A door creaked open disturbing my trail of thought, probably for the better. The music room.

I straightened up again and turned to face the door, ready to make my run past it and back down the corridor. Opening it slightly and peering through the slight crack, I could see Edward's shadow on the floor, obviously reflected from the window behind the grand piano. He wasn't far into the room if his shadow was still on the hallway floor, the room was huge. Suddenly it veered to the left – my Alice band had been located.

With this shadow no longer a guiding force, I took the plunge and carefully stepped outside the empty room. I sidestepped my way toward the opening of the Music room, approaching the stream of light on the corridor floor tentatively, constantly flickering my eyes between the floor and the entrance itself.

Edward was presumably by the piano at this stage. I popped my head into the stream of moonlight and slowly peered into the room. Edward was stood with his back to me but angled slightly. I watched intently as he stroked the piano keys before gingerly picking my tights up with both hands. His fingers coiled tightly round them creasing them severely in his grip. He growled that lusty growl I was so rarely able to elicit from him. That growl he so rarely let himself make in front of me, certainly... the hunter was in tonight.

My eyes stayed fixed on him as he unravelled his fingers and thread my tights between them. It was like watching a kite fly delicately in the sky, with such ease and gentleness yet such power and strength. Edward's head slowly started to zone in on something else though- my message on the piano top.

Edward shifted his weight to his right foot, no doubt in an attempt to get a better look at it. I grinned; cheeky Bella was definitely a side of me that rarely came out to play. This really was a night of first occurrences in more ways than one, I thought.

My tights fell to the floor gently as Edward read the message aloud to himself.

His voice was dark, heavy, serious, dripping with lust. His arm suddenly shot from his side and gripped the piano, making me jump rather violently.

He growled again, his face looking down toward the floor.

'Want more' he repeated.

'You have no idea' his head rolled back as his eyes shot up toward the ceiling. He exhaled slowly, as though trying to control his frustration and lust at the same time.

Hearing the fiery desire in his voice overtook any remaining rationality I had left, I felt too compelled to keep quiet. So I didn't.

Slowly edging myself fully into the strip of moonlight, I straightened my back, pushed my chest out and shoulders back, placed my hands on my hips and tilted my head to the side, hoping with everything I had that I looked seductive in that moment... I took a deep breath...

'Well...' I broke the silence.

Edward's head snapped in my direction instantly. He grinned and lustfully growled at the same time, I nearly lost it then and there, but I managed to regain focus and composure.

'...come get it then...' I flashed him my own crooked grin, his chest was rising and falling rapidly. We were both calculating our next move. I decided to take my chances and dashed down the corridor, back towards the stairs...

This was easily the sexiest game of hide and seek I'd ever played...

Please review guys, any feedback is much appreciated! Do we like this 'game' playing?