So first I want to thank a TON of reviewers who have just been amazing to me, supporting me through all this. And I'm sorry I haven't been updating lately, you're lucky I updated this, I was originally planning to update Friends With Benefits but chose this instead =P BY THE WAY! For those of you who dont know, I started another story called Death Be Not Proud, yes I know I said its like True Blood, but you dont have to like True Blood to like the story. Its about vampires and stuff if thats what gets you going =P I apologize that this chap is short, but my inspiration was rather... lacking by the end =P

Miriam C. Garnet- Hun, I absoultely LOVE reading your reviews =) Youve probably got some of the most HELPFUL reviews that I get =P You tell me what you like and even quote your favourite parts, which is the best part =P Also, you write GOOD reviews without me even having to ask! Thank you for reading a lot of my stories and consistently updating =) I always look forward to hearing what you have to say

icejen98- Well, I don't know what to say except that you are AMAZING to me =) Youre so supportive. I always check who wrote the review I'm reading and when I see that you wrote it I start smiling. Thank you for being SO encouraging and helpful

oxlifexo- First of all, I love the 'Type Quick' thing =P I always know it's you from that. I'm glad my stories aren't repetitive, you have no idea how relieved I was to hear that =P Thank you for reviewing!

Devil On My Shoulder- First off, I love your name =) I wish I'd come up with something creative instead of just stupid 'Ivoryyy', makes me jealous =P And I think you had an evil smilie prof pic before? It was awesome =P You sound a lot like one of my best friends (thats a good thing btw =P). Haha, I love reading your reviews, theyre so original, not just 'Update'. And the "Kindly and Crazily" at the end of all your reviews is cool =P

Khart1997- Thanks for being so great in all your reviews =) You said you love me for updating, so I love you for reviewing =P One thing I ESPECIALLY love about your reviews is that you tell me the quotes you liked most in my stories which always is good feedback, so thanks for that. I LOVE your AIM story and 'Trapped and Fearless'.

leaps578- You're one of the few reviewers that actually write GOOD reviews without me asking =) So that's a definite bonus, for me and you =P I'm glad you like my story and that you can actually picture what's happening as you read. Btw, I love Private too =P

Sorry if I didn't address you, I can't go on forever and ever ya know? =P If you do want me to respond to you though, you know what the easy steps to that are? (1) Write GOOD reviews! I think everyone knows what that is =P (2) Be HELPFUL. Don't just say 'oh thats really good, update' or 'i didn't like that blah blah blah'. Tell me WHY, explain things. and (3) My favourite reviewers quote lines of the story that they liked best to me =)

Just some food for thought =P Now back to the story.

Ivoryyy


"Push!"

"I am!"

"Harder! Zach! Harder!"

"I'm trying!"

"Oh! I feel it! It's moving!"

I shoved at the couch again, it moved only a centimeter. We'd been attempting to move the couch away from the doorway for the past 5 minutes. "I told you we shouldn't set it up first thing. We had to decide where we wanted it first, moron."

He stood up, letting go of the couch.

I groaned. "Okay, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to call you a moron. Happy?"

He put his hands back on the couch. "Yes. Ready?" I nodded. "One, two, three!" He started pushing and I pulled. Slowly we got it moving.

"I have never seen a heavier couch." I grunted, gripping the couch. Soon, we got it into the position we wanted it and I collapsed on it, glad to be able to finally enjoy the damn thing.

I let out a sigh and he sat down beside me, lifting my head and putting it on his lap. "Still like new towns?"

He smirked. "Oh yes."

"So, our covers." I said, prompting him.

"Right. So you're Alyssa Sergeyevna, and I'm Nikolai Petrov. So I guess that makes you Alyssa Petrova now. We've been married two months and moved here from Moscow, Russia where you've lived your whole life. I was born in St Petersburg, where I lived for eighteen years before moving to Moscow for university. You used to be a librarian, I used to be a bar tender. We met at in a crowded café and you had no where to sit, so you sat with me. It's been your dream to go to America so now we moved to Rozera and don't know when we're leaving. You love kids but you don't want any. Your parents are divorced, your dad was an alcoholic and your mom was a junkie. My parents died in a car crash. What else do I add?"

I thought about it for a moment. "Uuuhhh… Where we went for our honeymoon I guess?"

He smiled. "New York. We watched five Broadway shows in two days and went to all sorts of museums because you love art. Right, our hobbies, forgot that. You love reading and you appreciate the arts, except you can't paint to save your life. You love cats and dogs since that's basically all you grew up with in Russia. Same with me, except I like dogs more. We never had any pets. I love cooking," I grinned at that, looked like he was gonna be spending a lot of time in the kitchen. "Which is a good thing in this relationship because you can't. Whatever you try to cook… well, burns." He smirked and I smacked him. That wasn't fair. I liked cooking. But if that's what I had to do to see him in an apron, I'd do it. "You hate girls who put on too much make up and shopping for clothes isn't something you enjoy to wasting your life on. Am I correct?" He looked at me, and I nodded. I actually really liked this cover, it was probably the best by far. I didn't even need to add anything in. "Instead of shopping for clothes you'd rather go get books and sit quietly alone somewhere. I hate ice skating because I can't do it, which is why you always make me go to the ice rink. You, on the other hand, are a pro ice skater. Except you suck at basketball, and I don't. I have an allergy to mangos but you like them, except we never have them because of me. My dream is to become an author, and you want to become an artist. Which is why I'm sending you to art classes on Sunday."

I gasped and sat up. "Seriously?" I threw my arms around him. "Thank you! Wait, how do you know they're on Sundays?"

He grinned impishly. "I saw a sign in an art shop that said they had classes, so I figured I'd get you out of the house sometimes, doing something fun."

I squealed and hugged him tighter. Then I pulled back to look him in the eyes. "What happened to being afraid of letting me out of your sight?"

He didn't drop his gaze. Since we were already in our covers his eyes were deep blue and his hair was a dark brown that it looked black. "Well, I figured that if I told you never to leave the house you would do the exact opposite of that, so I'm giving you some freedom. Just be careful, okay?"

I kissed him lightly. "Okay."

Turned out Rozera wasn't all that bad as I thought it would be...


Ivoryyy