Getting off the campus had taken a bit less time than it had taken Ville originally to get on, considering most didn't want to bother him with his arm slung around the small beautiful woman at his side.
The few who had been bold enough were met with friendly smiles, but Ville nor Micheal-ann stopped walking and forced the few to trot at their side. They gave up easily leaving the two to walk relatively in peace.
Micheal loved the fact that he'd come just in time to save her day from being completely ruined. She'd never tell but honestly if he'd done his whole song and dance of matrimony at that point, she'd have said yes with out hesitation.
Ville felt light as a feather, as they left the campus behind, opting for a short walk to a small theatre rather than going right back to her apartment. Her satchel was wrapped around to her back, and she had been unusual quiet leaning into him with nothing but an arm around his waist.
Looking to the woman, Ville quirked his lip up in a half smile before drawing her closer to his body kissing her forehead. Her walk slowed as she snuggled closer to his chest letting him hold her. He wanted to feel content with her silence, but considering for the past week she'd be anything but that other than once, he felt on edge. He waited a few moments before slowly letting her move away from his chest and looked down at her.
Micheal-ann was so thankful for Ville, she'd didn't know what to say to him for this. Of course all he did was show up with a couple flowers but, it was so much more. The entire day she'd been feeling close to tears, and had forced herself to be strong against the constant battering.
She wanted to get home, climb into her bed, and cry for a little. She felt extreme self-pity for herself, and she had no shame in admitting it. When Micheal had heard about her acceptance into the Finnish exchange program she'd literally dropped her backpack in the counseling office at Vassar and screamed and danced in excitement.
She'd gone to her apartment, invited her lab mates over, and partied the night away. Micheal-ann woke up with the worst headache she'd ever had, and it had been the best feeling in the world. She was being given the opportunity of a life time, and she'd been so hopeful and excited, more so because her cousin would be there to help her along the way.
So when she'd shown up this morning, all of her dreams, hopes and excitement had been for shit. She'd been shot down in every single way and it had literally stripped away all of her defenses making her want nothing more than to slump to the floor and stay there for a thousand years.
Ville Valo had repaired her entire faith in her choice to come to Finland, and that spoke eon's.
She rested her head against his shoulder closed her eyes, completely trusting him to lead her where ever. He could take her to a damn stripper joint and she'd still sit there with stars in her eyes.
With the simple act of taking the initiative to find out where she'd be and actually showing up there, he'd won her over.
Any thoughts she had of being alone, of herself, her future, her anything were gone and anything he could think to mention would become the next best thing.
"Are you all right sweet?" The streets were busy with several people practically jogging to and fro, as cars and vespa's streaked past in a steady succession fawning her calm intellect with a steady stream of sound that only placated her further.
"Perfect." Ville didn't miss the dreamy tone she answered with in the least and full on turned his attention to her, studying her movements and mannerisms.
If he didn't know better he'd think she'd had her limit of alcohol and was done for the night, but considering she'd never once had a drink since he'd met her, and she'd just gotten out of work that was pretty much out of the question in his mind.
Taking a moment, Ville stopped walking, the theater only a few yards away and pulled the American woman to a stop with him. Pulling her body into his own, Ville's hips melded perfectly with Micheal-ann's and he smiled sweetly down at her innocent blank face who watched him with nothing but trust.
"What's on your mind?" Micheal-ann grinned and stood on her tip toe's to plant a small kiss on the tip of his nose and shook her head.
"Absolutely nothing."
"Absolutely nothing you say? I would think you would have said something cute like 'of course only you Ville.' But its alright, you don't have to fluff my ego, I can handle the rejection" The playful tone Ville gave entranced Micheal-ann all over again and she leaned her entire weight into the thin man, her chin rested on the very center of his chest and said with all the interest as she might give the weather.
"Minä mennä naimisiin te." The Finnish was absolutely terrible, and lacked any real roll of the tongue that might have given it a semblance of another language other than gibberish. Ville didn't need any roll of the tongue, hell he didn't give a damn how bad the Finnish was, he only cared about the words he could make out within the horrible accent.
"You're kidding?" Disbelief dripped from his words as his arms tightened around Micheal-ann who continued to look at him with a star struck expression, and she merely bit her lip, giggled like a school girl and shook her head.
Ville looked around the area they stood in, and mesmerized everything he possibly could.
The theatre had just turned the lights for its sign, reading in Finnish that the children's movie 'Sekainen' was playing that night. A small blonde girl was tugging on her father's hand pointing at the lights a sucker protruding from her mouth, as a tall female followed after them a smile on her lips. There was a green hybrid that beeped its horn, the driver shouting to the teenager who'd just climbed out that he'd forgotten his scarf, making the teen who'd just said hello to his date to turn bright red. An elderly couple watched the teen's with a soft smile as they made their way into the theater doors, the man holding the door watching his woman with softness in his expression that Ville understood all to well.
Bringing his reality back to Micheal-ann who'd made no other movements since her head shake, Ville began to laugh, and gathering the woman's body in his arm picked her up from the ground and twirled her around once before dipping her towards the floor and kissing her passionately.
The kiss was completely reminiscent of the first they'd shared, and with it immediately sparked the dazed Micheal-ann's hormones as she clung to Ville as if he were her life line.
They hadn't done anything sexual since their second encounter at Ville's home, and until now, she hadn't even thought of it. Micheal-ann had honestly been so content with just having Ville's presence around, her hormones had stayed in check, but now, with her emotional day, and this emotional moment, she was putty and more than ready to catch a cab right back to Alexandra's apartment. Blissfully her cousin had work tonight.
Cat calls began to sounds, as well as whistles as Ville tasted the lips he'd missed for nearly an entire day, as every sense he possessed became over run by Micheal.
Micheal-ann's arms ran down his back, and Ville nearly choked on her tongue when she squeezed his arse with no hesitation what's so ever, red sunflowers and all. Pulling away from her lips, Ville stood them up right, and with it the small crowd that had been watching the show of affection began to clap.
Ville reluctantly pulled away from Micheal sliding his hand into her free hand and motioned to her with his other yelling out with a smile.
"Hän suostui naimisiin minua! Sulhaseni!" At his words the crowd began to cheer louder and Ville tugged the American into him once again before planting another passionate peck on her lips.
Although she couldn't understand a darn thing Ville said, Micheal-ann had an inkling as she blushed at the strangers cheering for her. Ville pulled her to him again kissing her once before murmuring against her lips.
"Where'd you learn to speak Finnish?"
"Google."
"You're absolutely terrible at it." Her loud laugh was masked by Ville capturing her lips again. The cheering now had ebbed away as the crowd dispersed the initial excitement for the complete strangers gone as they left the lovers to themselves.
Micheal-ann felt a small bit of sense return to her as she glanced in her peripheral to the street, before turning her attention back to Ville.
"Well, Alexandra is working tonight."
"There's no need to repeat the fact twice, we are already heading to the apartment in spirit. Our bodies need to make up the distance is all."
Micheal-ann grinned impishly as he dragged both of them to the edge of the street waving a hand towards any and all cabs with no luck. Pulling away slightly Micheal-ann made the same movement and within a few moments, a cab had pulled up alongside them.
With a moment's hesitation Ville plowed inside of the cab, Micheal-ann in tow, and declared loudly to the cabbie.
"To my orgasm please."
Alexandra rested her chin against the palm of her hand, and blew a raspberry. She'd been at work for nearly five hours now, and she was already tired of the smoke and thick gin smell that was attacking each and every one of her senses.
She would have rather been hearing what had happened with her cousin's first day, as well as the reason as to why Ville Valo had shown up to her apartment in the afternoon inquiring as to where Micheal-ann was studying at exactly.
A grunt caught Alexandra's attention, as one of the regular bar patrons a few seats off, pointed to his empty saucer. Grabbing a bottle of whiskey from underneath the bar space, Alex stalked over to the nearly obliterated man and filled the saucer to the brim, to his delight.
"Kiitos."
"Ei Ongelma." Placing the bottle back in its spot, Alex gathered a rag and began to clean the bar where no one now sat her thoughts jumbled.
Alexandra had always been okay with being alone, and she'd seen so many broken hearts and promises working as a bartender, she hadn't needed to feel it for herself.
In their family, Micheal-ann's story had been used as warning for the Welsh females to the trechury of men, and when her infamous cousin had called her to tell her she'd be coming out to Finland, she honestly hadn't known what to expect.
Of course she'd met her cousin before, had spoken to her several times before and had kept in touch with her, but never to the extent where she'd been comfortable asking her what had really happened to her, and still to this day hadn't gotten the balls of out right ask.
The gist of what her mother had waggled her finger at her with, was horrifying enough, and it made her immensely sad for her cousin, as well as protective now that she was in her care.
The younger woman had suffered enough, and although Alexandra would never admit it, she was scared for Micheal-ann.
When her cousin had come over from America she'd never expected the woman to ever, NEVER, have some fling with a stranger, let alone a huge celebrity of Finland. The moment she'd heard that her cousin had had sex with Ville in the very sex shop across from her house that the man's father owned, she had felt panic set in her chest.
She felt panic for Micheal-ann and couldn't understand why her cousin was doing something so destructive. If it had been Alexandra, she'd have sworn off any human contact. Hell she'd assumed since Micheal-ann was so enthralled in her work, becoming so successful at such a young age that she'd done just that.
And when Ville had asked Micheal-ann to marry him at dinner, Alexandra had nearly lost her gasket.
They had no business whats so ever getting married. She didn't know Ville, and what she did know about him from the several articles written about him and his model ex-girlfriend she'd never took him for anything but an imperious drunk, and her cousin deserved the best that the world could provide her.
Shaking her head at the foolishness of the situation, Alexandra threw the rag to the floor, where the bust boy would grab it soon. Stepping back to grab the remote for the small television situated above the back of the bar, she leaned her elbows against the wood and slowly pressed the button to change channels.
The bar was relatively slow, Monday usually the slowest day, as a handful of about six men ranged from the bar to the small tables littered haphazardly around the bar. None of them cognizant or caring enough to make any sounds of dis content as she searched through the Finnish television.
She didn't bother to spend more than a few moments on each until an image caught her attention immediately. It was of the very cousin she'd just been thinking of, her head buried within Ville Valo's lap, as a succession of photo's evolved the scene to show her sitting up, standing up, kissing Ville and rushing out of the pub that the pictures were shot from the outside.
The gossip columnist on the television ran her mouth about things she didn't know, as well as trash about Alexandra's cousin, and she instantly felt bile rise in her throat.
She should have known that Micheal-ann would be dragged into filth like this sooner or later, but it irked her all the same as she gripped the channel changer so hard she could hear the plastic begin to crack underneath her fingers.
" Taidan puhua varten muovia, kun sanon se todella doesnt kuin olisi manhandled niin.." The words were spoken matter of factly and instantly claimed Alexandra's wrath as she whirled around to pin the red head with a death glare snapping in English.
"Oh, go piss in a hole asshole."
"I can't consider that an insult considering I am a male, and my appendage allows me to do so with ease." Alexandra's mouth dropped in surprise as the re head rebutted her insult, with the same matter of fact tone, before lifting his light ale to his mouth watching the TV where her cousin's face had been enlarged to a a disgusting width.
Alex was absolutely flabbergasted, she'd never once had baan caught when she'd insulted the bar patrons in English considering most of them were poor sots who hardly knew their own Finnish.
She thought of groveling for a moment, just in case the red head would go to the bar owner, but then decided against it. Even if he'd taken offense to it, she couldn't bring her pride to sink low enough to take it back.
"Well that is a first."
"A first in that I can speak English, or the ease I have of pissing in a hole?" Alexandra cocked her head, interested instantly in the thin, pale man who's tone still remained even as he set his glass down licking his lips, his arms cross his elbow supporting his weight against the bar.
"I would say both, but who'd know the invitation you might take from it." The man chuckled before motioning towards the screen finally pulling his green eyes away from the picture to look straight at Alexandra.
"Do you know her?"
Alexandra nodded slowly, now unsure of whom exactly the man was, knowing that often reporters came in guises in an attempt to gain a conference with those close to gossip target.
"Me to, she joined my team today at HU. Who knew she'd been distracted all day because of this joke of a rock star?" His tone changed from matter fact to disgusted as he picked his glass from the counter taking a swig, staring into the bubbling remnants with a cross look on his face.
Alexandra didnt believe in coincidences and slowly stood up moving in front of the man, and offered her palm.
"Alexandra Welsh"
"Hannu Tähti"
Glancing back at the television screen that now showed a picture of Ville and his ex-girlfriend Alexandra had an idea slid into her head and a sly smile formed on her face as she leaned against the bar, her own voice turning matter of fact as Hannu watched her with a new interest.
"I believe you and I have the same problem here."
"And that is?"
Alexandra grabbed the remote once again and aimed it towards the television to increase the volume as the woman's voice jabbered louder, and she pointed towards the new picture of her cousin and Ville speaking outside of the pub from the earlier pictures.
"Ville Valo."
Minä mennä naimisiin te – I'll marry you.
Sekainen – Tangled
Hän suostui naimisiin minua! Sulhaseni! - She agreed to marry me! My fiance!
Kiitos – Thanks.
Eiongelma – No problem.
Taidan puhua varten muovia, kun sanon se todella doesnt kuin olisi manhandled niin- I think I speak for the plastic, when I say it really doesn't like to be manhandled like that.
