A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. My life is getting hectic once again; I should have actually been working on my English portfolio… yyyyeeeahhh. I know I'll do it later, but I really wanted to update for you guys! It was also snowing when I was writing this—I know, I know. It's the middle of April, but I live in Wisconsin so the weather is whacked!—so I couldn't really focus on school work.
Rose's POV (Look at that! New POV)
I loved massages; I had needed one since I got shot. I sighed in content as Ambrose's assistant, Chloe, worked out all the kinks in my back.
"Whenever Adrian sends you to the spa, promise me you'll always bring me with you," I murmured to Remi, who was getting massaged by Ambrose, right beside me.
"As much as I love this, I'd rather have Adrian massaging me," Remi admitted. Ambrose and I chuckled at her.
"I could always get Dimitri to massage me," I trailed off and a warm sensation swept through my body just from the thought of Dimitri massaging me. I hummed out in pleasure at the thought.
Remi made a disgusted noise that made me laugh. Remi was like the little sister the Guy upstairs forgot to give me. Don't get me wrong, Lissa is my best friend and sister, but Lissa's more like my twin sister who doesn't need much guidance, just a listening ear and love. Remi was only 16 and just started the dating scene pretty much. She needed a female role in her life.
I was glad to have gotten the conversation about the Bond out of the way—she took it very smoothly and she told me she could block Adrian out if she wanted, which she did—and now we could talk normal girl things that I hadn't got a chance to talk about in awhile.
"So where did Adrian exactly meet you?" I wondered.
"At a hotel in Vegas—that major expensive Moroi one—I was looking for some Strigoi stupidly and happened across Adrian outside, trying to light one of his stupid cigarettes. We kind of hit it off I guess, but I left right after that. I saw him the other night when Strigoi were around. The Strigoi killed me but Adrian brought me back obviously, and here we are now," Remi explained.
"Was he shocked when he found out you were only 16?"
"Not really, no. He was pretty blasé about it," Remi laughed.
"Never thought I'd see the day Adrian Ivashkov was abstaining from sex," I giggled, "You have changed that man."
"I wish I hadn't told him we couldn't have sex till I was 18! I'm so stupid, I should have known that would have come back to bite me in the butt. At the time it seemed sweet he'd agree to that, hence why I really trust him, but now I just want him to rip my clothes off," Remi groaned in frustration.
"I know how you feel. Dimitri would never have cracked until I was 18. If it weren't for the fact I was getting taken over by the darkness of Spirit that night, we may have never had sex, maybe ever. That's a very depressing thought, not something I want to dwell on. I might not have noticed that the wards of the academy broke if we hadn't had sex in the cabin, then we'd probably not be where we are today, you'd probably not be here. So I only see pros to having sex that night with Dimitri when I was still underage," I thought out loud to her.
"But you didn't have an over protective cousin *cough* Dimki *Cough* watching you're every move around your boyfriend and doesn't want you to be around your boyfriend. Especially when you are trying to break your boyfriend's said abstinence for you," Remi told me.
"Are you sure you're ready to have sex with Adrian? You've only known him for a little more than a week. Usually couples tend to wait longer," I was trying to be a responsible adult role model for her, Dimitri would be so proud.
Remi snorted at something funny that must have gone through her head.
"What?" I asked.
"Most couples, especially teenagers who have already done stuff before don't wait. Sure I'd love to wait until we were in a relationship longer, or when I'm 18, or whenever I get married, but there is just too much want and need in this stupid teenage body of mine that cannot fathom what the word wait means," Remi explained.
"Touché, I know all about that want and need. I'm still a teenager myself technically. This might be irresponsible of me to tell you this, but if the time is right and somehow Adrian cracks and will have sex with you; if you know you're ready and you trust him completely than go for it," I told her, Dimitri would not be proud of me now.
"Thanks Rose. I'll let you know if that ever happens," Remi sounded genuinely thankful.
"And remember to use protection. Dimitri would kill you both if you got pregnant not to mention Adrian having sex with you is illegal in the first place. We don't need him in jail anytime soon," I added in.
"No we don't, and we don't need a baby Adrian running around either," Remi laughed.
I was glad she could laugh about it but it made me uneasy. I knew the way the heat of the moment gets, though protection didn't matter to Dimitri and myself—due to the obvious fact we are both Dhampirs—but it was critical to Adrian and Remi. If Remi got lost in the moment she'd forget to remind Adrian, and if Adrian wasn't reminded, there'd be no protection and a high chance of her getting knocked up. Though I should have probably thought highly of Adrian at that point because he was abstaining just for Remi, I still couldn't shake the feeling he would completely forget about protection. It was probably just because he was Adrian.
"Do you think you could convince Dimki to let me stay at Adrian's for a few more days?" Remi asked quietly.
"I didn't mean crack Adrian's will now. At least wait a month or so before doing that. When Dimitri won't be a couple of hallways away and Adrian will be weaker to your seduction because of his long withdrawal. You're a little trigger happy aren't you?" I told her.
"I don't want to stay with Adrian for that reason. I wasn't planning on breaking him this week. I'm supposed to get my 'friend' tomorrow anyway. I just like waking up next to Adrian and going to sleep in his arms. I'm a snuggler and he's really warm."
I could practically here her smile as she said this.
"I'll see what I can do, but you know how Dimitri is about you and Adrian," I sighed.
"Just seduce him into it, it's a win win situation here," Remi snorted.
"You have a valid point my friend, as long as you promise me you won't have sex with Adrian, I will get Dimitri to let you stay with him," I bargained.
"Don't you trust me? I just told you I'm not up for it this week anymore."
"Oh, I trust you, but I need your word so I can tell Dimitri and I won't be lying to him. He knows when I lie and if I did, you wouldn't be staying with Adrian," I pointed out.
"I promise I won't have sex with Adrian when I stay with him," Remi promised.
"Good, now you're request will be filled when I distract Dimitri tonight," I grinned.
"Spare me the details. I don't want to hear about you having sex with my cousin, ever," Remi gagged.
"I'm sure one day you're going to come seeking advice about sex from me and you're going to want to know what I've done with your cousin for you own gain with Adrian," I teased.
"I'll just go ask Lissa if it comes to that," Remi joked.
"Lissa won't give you the details, I will." It was probably the truth.
"I doubt I'll ever have to ask any one," Remi replied cheekily.
"You seem overconfident, yet you don't know anything about sex nor have you had sex," I commented.
"I know lots," Remi said smugly.
"How so?"
"I read Cosmo," she stated simply, causing both of us to laugh.
Adrian's POV
Blah, blah, blah. BLAH BLAH BLAH!
That's all I could hear coming out of my father's mouth as he lectured me on dating a Dhampir. I had decided to go to the visit I had been delaying. Since Remi was at the Spa with Rose I wouldn't have to tell her I was going to my parents.
"Are you listening to me, Adrian?" my father sneered.
"Nope," I grinned lazily.
"Daniella, deal with our son! Maybe he'll listen to you," my father leaned back in his seat with an angry frustrated look aimed at me.
Like I cared.
"Adrian, you know how we feel about you dating Dhampirs," my mother chided.
"You didn't have any problem when I was dating Rose, mom," I reminded her.
"Because I knew that it wasn't going to last and I was right," my mom responded.
"That's because Rose was and is in love with Guardian Belikov. That had nothing to do with the fact she was a Dhampir. Besides Remi is practically Royal. Ariana Szelsky is her Aunt, and what I'm going through right now is not just 'phase.' I prefer Dhampirs to Moroi sorry if I'm ruining our family reputation," I explained.
"There is no such thing as a Royal Dhampir!" my father spat, "You're little blood whore is a useless piece of…"
"Don't you dare finish that sentence. Remi is going to continue out her schooling and become my Guardian. I intend to keep dating her and to most likely marry her someday. I will not just throw away what I have with her because she is a Dhampir. You don't even know her so you shouldn't judge her by her race." I should really start a Dhampir rights movement.
"Why don't you bring her over for dinner?" my father suggested.
"Tonight?" I asked. I really didn't want Remi to have to meet them until it was completely necessary and in a crowd of large people.
"Why not?" my father smirked, he had something up his sleeve.
"She has training with Rose and Guardian Belikov tonight," I was actually telling the truth.
"What about tomorrow night? Surely she can't train during the day and come for dinner after training," my father wondered.
"I guess, I'll ask Rose," I agreed hesitantly. My mother had remained silent this whole time. She seemed to be thinking about something.
"Well I'm going to go and do what I need to do before… I really don't need to tell you what I'm doing, see you guys later," I smirked.
I stalked out of their house in an annoyed mood. I headed off to palace house where I'm sure Christian would be. I was correct as I walked into the living room of Lissa and Christian's 'house.'
"Hey Chrissie," I greeted him cheerfully.
"Ivashkov don't you knock anymore and do not call me that," he growled, clearly annoyed. This just made me grin at his annoyance.
"I'm practically family, I don't need to knock. But I came here to ask you a favor," I admitted.
He snorted.
"It's important," I added.
"I don't want to do any favors for you Ivashkov, you have always been a pain in the ass," Christian scowled.
"Awww, Chrissie you know you love me, just like you love Rose. We're like annoying siblings that you just can't help but love," I grinned.
"Stop calling me Chrissie," he said through gritted teeth.
"How about I strike you a deal?" I offered.
Silence.
"I'll stop calling you Chrissie if you do me a favor," I bargained.
"What do you need me to do so bad that you can't get someone else to do for you?" Christian asked, reluctantly curios.
"I need you to teach me how to cook," I confessed.
Christian burst out laughing.
"I'm not kidding, I really need to learn how to cook. I want to be able to cook Remi something other than pasta stuff. If I don't Remi and I will be stuck eating pasta and take out for the rest of our lives, except for when we come here to eat dinner," I sighed.
"You're being serious right now Ivashkov, aren't you?" Christian looked shocked.
"I'm always serious when it comes to my woman, Chrissie," I quipped.
"I though you said you were going to stop calling me that?"
"Well you haven't agreed to my deal yet, Chrissie," I grinned.
"Fine, I'll teach you how to cook. Only because I get bored when Lissa is working so much now and I'll be amused to watch you try and cook," Christian finally agreed.
"Nobody can know you're teaching me. Especially Remi, I want it to be a surprise," I told him.
"Okay, I won't tell anyone," Christian promised.
"Thanks Ozera," I shook his hand, sealing our deal.
"When do we start?" he wondered.
"Since this will probably take a long time for me to learn—and I have time to spare at the moment, as do you—we should start now," I claimed.
"I guess, do you at least know how to boil water?" Christian asked.
"No, I make pasta without boiling the noodles," I said sarcastically.
"Geez Ivashkov, I was just asking you a question," Christian defended himself as we walked into the kitchen.
"Yeah, a stupid one," I snorted. Ignoring my jibe, Christian began to pull out random ingredients.
"We'll start with something easy, pancakes."
2 Hours Later
I was heading over to meet up with Rose and Remi when I was stopped by a brunette Moroi woman, just around my age.
"You're Adrian Ivashkov right?" she asked me.
"The one and only," I smiled.
"I'm McKenna Conta, I just got to court and I'm already lost. I've been told you know your way around here. Do you think you could help me find my room?"
"I'm sorry but I have to go meet up with my girlfriend and my friend. Grab any guardian or there's a Moroi guide at the desk over there," I told her and pointed to the kiosk/desk area that said 'Guide Service.'
"Thanks, nice meeting you. I'll see you around," she said quietly, dejected when she found I had a girlfriend. Her Aura was all messed up too, the colors just all blurred together. She seemed friendly but something was off about her.
I walked to the Spa and stopped in my tracks as I saw Remi. I let out a whistle of appreciation. Remi flushed and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. Her hair had gotten 5 inches shorter, it reached down about to the bottom of her rib cage. Her hair was parted to the side and it framed her face perfectly. Her Aura was very lovely, all of the darkness didn't seem to be there. It was radiating that gold that made me smile like an idiot. She looked so relaxed and fresh.
"Where is my appreciation Ivashkov?" Rose teased.
"Belikov appreciates you enough already Hathaway," I teased her right back. I wrapped my arm around Remi's waist and kissed her temple.
"Are these new clothes?" I asked her, fiddling with the black tank top that was beaded on the top and running my hand on the side of her thigh was looked like it was covered in jeans but it felt like cotton and it hugged every muscle in her legs, thighs, and butt. I definitely was appreciating it.
"You guessed right. Rose and I had some time to spare, so she took me to some stores for some clothes that looked good, but I could still fight in them," Remi shrugged, putting her hand over mine.
"You look very ravishing and beautiful," I grinned.
"Well, I'm going to leave you two love birds. I have a Russian God to seduce into submission, wish me luck," Rose said cheerfully and practically skipped away.
"Good luck!" Remi called out after her.
"Why are me wishing her good luck for that?" I wondered.
"She's going to try and get Dimki to let me stay with you until I have to go to Lehigh," Remi told me as we began to walk back to my room.
"Best of luck to Rose then," I smirked.
"Guess what I got while shopping with Rose," she said.
"What?"
She pulled out a DVD set out of a shopping bag excitedly.
"GLEE!" she grinned.
"I'm guessing that's what we're gonna be doing until you have to train tonight?" I sighed.
"Of course, trust me Adrian, you'll love it!" she smiled sweetly at me as we walked in to my room.
She was right. I did love it and I loved watching her watch it. Everything seemed to right in the world. I loved that moment. So simple, so at ease with each other. She fitted perfectly in my arms and I was absentmindedly running my fingers over a patch of bare skin on her stomach from where her shirt had risen.
From then on, I knew I didn't want to live without her. Nobody could have ever come between us. So I thought at that time.
A/N: Dun dun dun!Don't worry; it'll all make sense later on, way later, and this story is completely Adrian/Remi. So no other boy or girl can forever keep them apart! :)