Sorry for such a late update, hopefully I will update again on Sunday. I won't be doing anymore writing in Dimitri's P.O.V. unless requested.
Here is chapter 10 (T.M.I. Alert) enjoy and review!
R P.O.V.
And then I jumped
I never liked being in infirmaries, it was always cold, smelt bad, the beeping machines were annoying, oh and don't forget how uncomfortable theses beds are and the annoying doctors and nurses. I always ended up in here whether I was back at home or, now, here in Montana somehow I always came back to a similar atmosphere I guess the same bad luck can find me no matter where I am. In fact back home in Florida the nearest medical center they gave me my own room like a chronic patient, like those with diabetes, asthma, or allergies.
I'm guessing that by now being here we an omen. Well you Know first impression is everything, and all that.
So being surrounded by all this misery I just couldn't help myself when I scared Kitten. I watched as she screamed and jumped off the bed and ran out of the room all the while I laughed my ass off. I laughed till my sides hurt and tears were streaming out of my eyes. But the amusement did not come without its price. The laughing and sudden movement caused a searing pain throughout my back. So was scaring her worth it?
Yeah it was worth it. I suppressed a scream of pain.
"That not funny." trying to ignore the pain, I turned to see Kisa in the door way looking in cautiously as if something was going to come out and grab her. This caused me to laugh harder. Now she fumed as she walked in hands on her hips, glaring and completely oblivious to my actual pain.
"I'm sorry Kitten I couldn't help myself. Can you forgive me?" she tilted her head from side to side as if thinking of the idea of forgiving her when she finally came to a decision.
"O.k. on one condition, You have to convince my daddy to take me to the Autumn's Day Festival."
"Autumn 's Day Festival? What is that?"
" It is a large celebration that everyone puts on every year not to far from here to celebrate the beginning and end of fall. They usually have all kinds of games, and rides, and food, and stores for shopping lots of different people from all over the world come so there will be lots of shopping and lots of fun. I've been asking Daddy to take me but he keeps saying no." while explain things she spoke to me as if I was the child and not her but shill I kind of got what she was saying. She is so cute.
And, ooh she was a clever one. Trying to get what she wants through me. "And you have to come too."
"What? Why?" Now what reason would I have coming with her?
"Because I do not want to go alone with just my daddy, I want you to come and shop and have fun to."
Honestly shopping was not my forte- I didn't mind it really but I would rather be in a gym or something else. But having fun was, maybe for Katya…
"O.k. fine but I have to meet your father first and there are no promises that he will say yes."
"Really! Yeah!" She screamed. She was so cute and I guess she has never been to this particular festival I have been to it once and it is quite spectacular, I wonder how her father said no with all her adorable excitement.
I picked her up and sat her on my bed once more, ignoring the pain, I listened as she started talking about how her dad was supposed to take her last year and never did and that she really wanted to go, she was a lot more talkative since I first met her. But that was alright, it kept the pain at bay.
"So what's your dad like?"
"Um. His nice but can be really quit but funny too. But to me he looks like a porn star." I couldn't help is I busted out laughing.
"And how would you know what a porn star looks like?" she just winked which caused me to laugh again. But for some reason from the way Kitten looked herself, I did not think she was too far off from her description of her father's appearance. Though I kind of felt bad for her father even though I did not know him. I know it must be tough to be a now single parent, I've lived in a similar atmosphere growing up with just me and my mom. But in addition to that, having your own daughter think he is a porn star and, have a full time job at a boarding school. His life must be rough. Especially the boarding school part.
Not just any type of school. And so she remakes her appearance.
I didn't really understand what Asya was talking about at first then just figured there must be something special about the school. Since she was a dragon and was technically a part of me there maybe something special with the school as well. After all I was sent here. I also came to this conclusion because my experience in coming to Montana I have not only survived a plane crash, found out I was a dragon, saved the daughter of a dragon and have meet the dragon who is the father Kitten but have also found out the I could summon and control a powerful magic, yeah that's not normal. So it is possible that I was sent to a school that specializes with not so normal people, and maybe my mother had other reasons for sending me here after all.
"Rose? Rose!"
"Hum? What Kitten?"
"You spaced out with a really funny look on your face."
"Oh I have a funny look on my face? What about your face ha?" I asked while tickling her.
I picked her up when she started the giggle while begging me to stop. "What if I don't want to stop?" I through her up in the air a couple of time causing her to scream and laugh even harder.
Just as I through her up in the air once again and heard her scream someone kicked the door open.
I immediately went on defense. It was a habit I guess. I've been in a position where I had to react on a moment's notice just to fight off any random threat. And for some stranger to just bust into my room like that…with no warning…well let's just say I wasn't going to react well.
As the door creaked and banged against the door I moved. I grabbed Katya in one fluid motion and placed her behind my back and swung my legs over the bed in a sitting position. I didn't want to be belly up for any threat that came my way. No matter how much it hurt my back.
Facing me in the door way was the most gorgeous and sexist man in the world. His was the kind of hot that got you ran over by traffic. He was tall, about 6'7, brown hair two shades lighter than my hair that came to his shoulders and framed his face, and sharp brown eyes. His 6'7 frame was complemented by his well-defended muscles, those muscles weren't too big and bulky but lean and well-built but large enough to be sexy as hell.
Yummy, I was wet just thinking about what I could do with him.
His Dragon is just as sexy; when we take a mate I want him. No one else, he is ours. We need a strong mate to take care of us. ookay…
All in all if I wasn't seeing him as a threat I wouldn't hesitate to jump the mysterious 24 year old looking man right now.
When he busted into the room he had a clear look of determination as he quickly scanned the room with cold emotionless eyes. He then finally focused his attention to me and if I didn't know any better I could have sworn he was taken back with what he saw, emotions clouding his eyes, then again it was gone the next second.
He narrowed his eyes once again looking me over. As I did the same to him, assessing his strengths and weakness. Another useful habit of mine. He was strong yes, and by his tan and chiseled features he worked out a lot in the different elements, he was tough, and I knew in a fair fight with him I would lose hands down. Doesn't mean I won't go down without a fight.
But his great looks and strength was not the only thing I reviled about him. As I probed with my senses I felt a strong electrical current in the air that wasn't there before.
You're sensing his magic. He is a dragon after all …a powerful one at that.
Can he sense me?
I don't know, probably.
I watched as he looked me over. He studied me and I begin to think about what he saw. An injured teenage girl, with messy brown hair and burned from the crash. Right now I don't think I looked all that great.
Up and down he looked stopping at my breasts and hips, men. And finally decided to look at my boobs. O.k. yeah I had a pretty good figure with curves in all the right places, a flat stomach, firm tan arms and legs, and let's not forget my heart shaped butt and C cup size breasts. But as he gazed at me I started to be more self-aware and unsure. I've had men look at me the way he is looking at me now but I have never affected me like this.
Looking at his face once more it was no longer guarded, but filled with lust and hunger. I felt like he was going to eat me. Not good, so I had to remove his eyes from my boobs.
"Hey, I'm up here." His gaze snapped to my face once more and his emotions once again were locked away.
Then he narrowed his eyes.
"You're awake." Stating the obvious.
"Really, I didn't notice. Thank you for clearing up my confusion." This seemed to anger him though he hid it well.
I knew I was sarcastic and I also so knew I made a lot of enemies with my sarcasm but the way I see it is if they can't accept me for it then they are just not worth my time. Simple as that.
"Welcome to St. Vladimir academy Miss. Hathaway I am Guardian Keeper Dimitri Belikov, I am also your new mentor." As he spoke I noticed a light Russian ascent similar to Katya's only not as heavy.
His eyes searched the room once again as if looking for something.
"Are you looking for something?"
"No."
"Liar! Is the thing you're looking for a little girl? About yea high, brown hair and eyes. Hazel star in each eye?" he nodded slowly as if testing me.
"Oh. So you're the infamous father of the giggle box, oh and your right Kayta, he does look like a porn star." Now he just looked confused. And as if on cue Kitten started laughing.
"Told you so." She spoke as she popped out behind me where she was hidden only a moment ago.
The she started giggling again.
"What?"
"Giggle box?" sigh.