Disclaimer: They're not mine(sniff, sniff... )

So I go on... rambling and exploring Jaro... I'm trying different views on it... actually I pretty much write whatever I feel at the moment...

I sit on the roof and gaze into the quiet, warm night. It smells of jasmine and lilac and earth and grass… the air is heavy… the sky covered in dark clouds that hide the moon.

I smile as the warm summer rain begins falling, in huge drops over me, soaking my clothes, my hair, dripping over my skin as if it were stone…

I take in a deep breath and look up at the sky. The others are in a mission in Mexico… the mission he refused to let me take part in.

I avoided Aro for two days, although I have remained behind as his personal guard. I just needed to think I guess…

Of course I am mostly thinking of him… fantasizing like an idiot of things that would never happened no matter how desperately I wanted them… No matter how much he wanted them as well…

Trust Aro to reason above everything.

"There you were!" Heidi exclaims leaning out the window to see me. "You're ruining your dress, you know?" she ads shaking her head in disapproval.

"No offence. Heidi… but I'd like to be alone…" I say sighing and trying to look bored out of my mind.

"Aro wants to see you! Should I tell him you'd like to be alone…?"

"No, it's alright!" I get up and slip in through the open window.

"You may want to go change…" she says looking at my silky, peach summer dress that is completely soaked.

"Probably," I shrug trying to smooth the lithe fabric, but without the slightest intention of going to change.

"I'll see you later." Heidi tells me eyeing Demetri on the other end of the hall.

"Ok!" I reply amused. Can they be more obvious? I wonder if they even realize how lucky they are… how simple things are for them.

I walk to Aro's study. It's all quiet… too quiet tonight. The only sound is that of the rain, outside… it's somewhat comforting although it's pouring furiously, in big drops… it will be over soon… summer rain is rare and doesn't last long in sunny Tuscany.

I enter without knocking and expecting him to look up from a book but instead he's just gazing out the window, into the rainy night.

"You called for me?" I ask not moving from the close door behind me.

"You've been avoiding me." he states with a painful sigh.

"Yes!" I admit. What's the point in lying? He'll just have to touch me and know the truth.

"I don't like it, Jane." He whispers turning to face me and leaning against the window frame. He's not wearing his usual robe… just normal, plain black jeans and shirt. And the contrast with his white, fragile-looking skin is stunning. And he's beautiful… and I can't help myself starring like an idiot.

"You're starring!" he points out forcing a small smile.

"So are you!" I reply shrugging, realizing he hadn't looked away from me a single moment.

"Walking in the rain, I see…"

"Sitting on the roof, in the rain, actually." I tell him and relax a bit.

"Water compliments you, just as sun does. You're beautiful." He says sighing. "Jane… I…"

"You what, Aro?" I question suddenly feeling bold. "You what? You can't? Well, I say abandon your stupid defenses and I'll show you, YOU CAN! We can!" I plead walking over to him.

"It's not that simple! I love you, Jane!" he says sincerely intensely and I smile holding out my hand for him to take.

"I know!" I state firmly. "Come…" my voice is barely a whisper this second time. He takes my hand hesitantly then holds it gently and I feel nervous all of a sudden, my knees threaten to give out on me but I walk steadily, leading the way to my room. I know what I want.

I want him… I can't help the nervousness and fear though…

"Fear? You fear me, Jane?" he asks gently, worriedly, leaning me against my door. I would laugh if I weren't so nervous.

"No! Not you, not us… "I say sincerely looking him in the eyes. How do I say to him I only fear I won't be enough?

"Oh, for crying out loud Jane!" he mutters as he hears my thoughts and presses his lips on mine as he unlocks the door behind me and I almost stumble backwards. But his arms get a firm grasp on my waist steadying me and pulling me to him.

"Jane, you don't have to… he whispers among gentle kisses. "I can wait… it's alright…"

"I can't! I've waited enough!" the words leave my lips as I think them.

Wait? What for? I'm not going to change, neither is he… We're here now, alone, safe from curious eyes and ears…why waste our time on waiting?

Waiting for what? The right time? The right time is now!

"I love you, Jane! Never doubt that, never!" he whispers against my lips and I know he's mine now; he's abandoned himself to me. He loves me, he trusts me!

And I feel glorious and I abandon myself to him just as willingly.