Warning: Content at the ending may be a little too.. ah, intimidating(?)... for some people. (Nothing graphic in this, I promise.)

Chapter 4

"There is no way in hell I am kissing Christian Ozera." I said, pointing a finger at Christian's face.

He had remained seated after the bottle landed on him, a look of astonishment on his face. Now he snapped into action. "I agree. I'm not kissing Rose Hathaway." he said.

"Well, you know, if you don't kiss her then you're both disqualified." Tod said.

"But that's not fair! This is me and Christian we're talking about. Not two random strangers or anything." I said, glaring at Tod.

"Rules are rules, Hathaway." he said with a smile.

"What's a matter Rose? Scared of kissing him?" said an annoying voice. I glared at a Moroi with light brown hair. The same Moroi that had set her hands on my Russian god.

"Shut the fuck up!" I said in a loud voice. "No, I'm not scared, but I certainly don't want to kiss him. The only way I'd ever willing kiss him is if I was under compulsion." Lots of people knew how much me and Christian used to hate each other. We were dangerous around each other sometimes.

Lissa just stared at me with a grin on her face. "What?" I asked, clearly confused.

"Oh nothing. But if you don't want to be disqualified, then I can help you."

"How?" I started to ask. "Wait, Liss, you mean... you'd use compulsion on me to make me want to kiss Christian?"

"I'd use compulsion on both of you to make you want to kiss each other," she said with a smile.

"Pucker up, Ozera. I'm not losing this game." I told Christian.

"Whatever, Hathaway." he told me, and we both turned to face Lissa.

"Rose, kiss Christian. You love him." she said, looking into my eyes. What? I loved Christian? But what about...

My thoughts died away as I looked at Christian. He looked stunningly sexy, and his lips were so attractive.

"Now, Christian. Rose is beautiful. She is in love with you. And you love her, too. You want to kiss her. Kiss her, Christian." I heard Lissa say.

Christian turned to me, and leaned forward. I returned his look, and leaned forward also. I closed my eyes, and our lips met. Oh God, his lips were amazing. So, so amazing... I wanted to kiss him forever.

"Stop." I heard someone say. Opening my eyes, I saw icy blue eyes staring back at me. I jumped backwards, and rubbed my lips rapidly.

"Did I just kiss Christian?" I asked. Looking around, I saw everyone clutching their stomach and laughing.

"Yeah," said Lissa with a smile. "You did."

"I must say, Hathaway, you taste even worse than last time." Christian said with a smirk.

Lissa and Dimitri both froze at this, and turned to us with accusing and confused stares.

"What do you mean 'even worst than last time'"? Lissa said.

Damn. That's right. They didn't know about Spokane...

"Um, well, you remember when we were in Spokane?" I said cautiously. People had stopped laughing at the mention of Spokane, and leaned closer to hear the story I was about to tell.

"Yeah." said Lissa. "I do."

"Okay, so, when I was bound to a chair, I communicated in this weird way to tell Christian to burn the plastic band of my wrist. The only way he would be allowed to get close to me was if he wanted to... drink my blood..." I said awkwardly. Everyone waited for me to go on. "So, the people who were keeping us under guard led him over to me, and he pretended to drink my blood while burning the cuffs off. And he, you know, kind of had to put his mouth on my neck and..." I broke off. I was feeling so awkward right now, it wasn't even funny.

Lissa stared at me for a minute longer, then busted out laughing. So did everyone else. "Christian, I can't believe you sucked on Rose's neck!" she choked out, still laughing hysterically.

"Whatever." said Christian.

"Hey," I said, "Can we swim now? I'm tired of this game."

"Yeah, let's go!" said Tod.

I took off running to the pool and did a cannonball. "Woohoo!" I shouted.

People soon joined me in the pool, and before long we were all splashing each other, and trying to drown one another. After a while I was feeling a little water-logged, so I got out and went to get a drink. A Moroi walked over and began drinking with me, and soon I downed about three more drinks. He was even nice enough to fetch me a 'special' drink. It tasted like chocolate, and it was delicious. I couldn't even stand strait, but it didn't matter.

"Hey Rose," said the Moroi, whose name was Ryan. "Follow... me." he said slowly, obviously really drunk.

I did as he said, and we slipped away. He led me down a hall, and opened a room that had lots of mini-rooms with curtains around them. "Are we in a hospital?" I joked.

"Nope, way better than a hospital." he said.

"Then where are we?" I asked, giggling.

"It's a surprise." He picked me up and threw me over my shoulders, and I giggled again. He was so much fun!

He opened one of the curtains, and plopped me down on a bed. "I'm not tired!" I told him with a grin.

"I'm glad," he said, "Because we're not sleeping."

"Well, then what are we doing?" I said.

"Oh, nothing." he said, looking into my eyes.

I stared back into his blue eyes, and smiled. "Yeah. Nothing." I said.

"That's right. Nothing."

"Nothing." I repeated. Wow. He was so... so sexy... so hot... so intimidating...

"Kiss me." I whispered to him.

He leaned down, and man, did he kiss me! Then, he started taking off my bathing suit top, and then my bottoms, and somehow, in the process, his own swimming trunks came off.

He was towering over me, about to lean down. He looked so much like my Russian god... Wait. Who? My Russian god... Dimitri! Where was Dimitri? Why wasn't he here, and why was I naked with this Moroi?

I snapped out of my daze. My memory came flooding back to me. What happened...

I gasped. "You used compulsion on me!" I said. I tried getting up, but my body felt oh so weak.

"What did you do to me?" I managed to say.

"Drugged you." he said, as if it were the simplest thing in the world. "So now your muscles don't work. So pretty soon, you won't be able to even talk. I also used compulsion on you so that you willingly took off our clothes."

"You sick bastard!" I tried to shout, but it came our barely a whisper. I could only watch in horror as he smirked down at me, with the coldest expression in his eyes. He leaned down closer. And closer. And then...

And then our hips met. His body was on top of mine. And my whole world shattered.

Uh-oh. Looks like Rose is in a bit of a fix! Of course, no one gets away with messing with Rose Hathaway... What's she going to do? And where is her Russian god, her lover, her protector? Keep watching for Chapter Five release! It should be out in less than an hour. (Yeah, I'm on a role today with writing chapters.) Oh, and just so you know: I am not going into detail about what's happening with Rose. A simple explanation will be in the next chapter, nothing graphic; don't freak out on me. Anyways. So, why don't you give me a review? Tell me what you think should happen in the future! And I seriously need some ideas... How is Rose going to get back at him? And how will Dimitri handle all of this?