Thank you to LittleDhampir123 for this chapter's idea. I hope you like the way it turned out. xx

I have to say that I'm really shocked. I thought that chapter would make everyone feel sorry for Tasha; but now you seem to hate her even more! :D hehe lol, I suppose she does deserve it... anyways enjoy! xx

Nadia, that whole review made me laugh :D I was giggling for five minutes straight. Xx

Peggy, I have no idea why she seems to think her crazy scheme will work. Yep, everyone knows its Tasha who did it to Rose; but she's gone into hiding. So atm, everyone's on the lookout, and if she gets caught, then they'll be able to get the cure.

hehe nicole :D I still don't know how this story is gonna end. There'll be a happy ending deffo, I can't bear to end it sadly; but whether Tasha gets caught or not, we'll just have to see... hehe lol I wanna go check that website out now! And here's the next chapter, so you don't need to punch me! :D hope you like it xx

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We ended up helping out at St. Basils for the next two months, and now we had a week left until we went back to Court. The classes had gone well, much better than I'd expected, especially since Greg wasn't allowed to come to training while Dimitri and I were there. According to Nicole, he'd been on the verge of getting expelled, and it was only the fact that he was one of the best in his class that convinced Headmaster Borovsky to allow him to stay. There'd been no more trouble from Dee either. She was in Dimitri's group; but after the little scene in the cafeteria, she dressed appropriately and trained hard.

She was actually a very talented fighter, and I could see that if she kept up with the training we were putting her through, she had the potential to be assigned to one of the more important Moroi once she graduated. Of course, I caught sight of her staring after Dimitri wistfully sometimes, but that was her and most of the girls in the entire school. The man was gorgeous, of course they'd all fantasise about him. I'd even heard one of the year seven's sigh with longing and say to one of her friends, "He's the complete package. He's beautiful, strong, kind and controlled. Yesterday he was working with some of the primary school children, and he was so patient and encouraging; it was amazing to watch. I hope I find someone like that when I'm older. Guardian Hathaway is so lucky."

We had three more days of teaching at the Academy, which would be followed by another three with Olena and the rest of the family before we had to leave.

We would be setting up a mini trial for the students on the last day to test their skills and see how they'd improved over the time we'd been here. It would give them the chance to prove how much they'd learned and help us to give them any last minute pointers. It would also help to prepare them for their trials in a few months' time and help them understand exactly what sort of situations they might face. It wasn't going to be as complex as the real trial. They would have obstacles to dodge around and would have to face against either Dimitri or I. If Dimitri was the Strigoi, I would be acting as their charge. If I was the Strigoi, Dimitri would be their charge.

Today's training session was going well, and at the moment, my students were practicing their staking. They'd come a long way since I'd first taught them. They'd been awkward and clumsy, as well as uncoordinated; and from what I'd seen of Dimitri's group, they hadn't been much better. But now their movements were more fluid and controlled, even if they didn't quite have the power they needed to push right through the ribcage and pierce the heart. But with more practice and focus, we were certain that they'd all be able to do it.

Once it got to eleven-thirty, Dimitri stopped his group and they joined us in the gym to help my group pack away. Normally, both groups finished at twelve-fifteen so they could change while we tidied up; but today they were going to watch us spar.

Once they'd all packed away, Dimitri stood at the front of the room to call for their attention. "We know you're probably wondering why we stopped you so early. Today, Guardian Hathaway and I are going to spar, while you watch. We will be hitting above the neck; which you are not allowed to do unless you are in a real fight. You can once you graduate, but only with the permission of your sparring partner." There were whistles and cheers, which made me laugh. "However, it does need to tie into your training somehow. So, while you watch, we want you to take notice of the things that we do well, and the things that could be improved upon. Who won and why? What could the person who lost have done better? Just general feedback; but remember it will help you to analyze and improve upon your own techniques and skills. So can you please surround the sparring area; make sure you take a few steps back from the edge so you don't get hit accidentally."

While he'd been talking I'd had flash of inspiration and slipped over to whisper in Nicole's ear. That girl had a mind just as vile as mine, so of course she'd agreed to my idea before passing on the message to Kenaz and the rest of the students.

Grinning, I stepped into the circle to face Dimitri. "You ready to get your butt kicked, comrade? So soon after the campfire?"

He just chuckled at me. "Sure thing, Roza; and if I remember correctly, it was me who won at the campfire. Not you."

"Nope comrade, I think the age is starting to get to you. It was definitely me who won. Maybe you're delusional. Should I get the doctor so he can check your memory before I kick your ass too badly?"

Because we'd stayed on campus, some of the students had seen us walking around holding hands, or kissing on the field when we had free time to ourselves. We weren't going to hide our relationship, so we'd carried on as if we were at Court. It was nice to sit in the sun when the students were asleep and talk and kiss like usual. Of course, a couple of students had been sneaking around after curfew, so they'd seen, and after that everyone knew. Teachers, guardians and students alike. Gossip travels fast.

So most of the novices just laughed when they heard what I was saying. There were even shouts of encouragement. The majority of the guys were on my side; and of course, all the girls were rooting for Dimitri. I wasn't fussed though; it would just make it even more satisfying when I won.

Still smiling, we began to circle each other, and all the chatter stopped immediately. There was pure silence as the students all waited to see who would win out of 'the two most kick-ass guardians ever. I swear they're as good as Arthur Schoenberg'. Those were another student's words, not mine.

I took in everything about Dimitri; his stance, the way his weight was balanced, which hand he held slightly further forward than the other. All of these factors helped me to anticipate what he was going to do first, and looking up at his face, I could see he was doing the same thing. It made me smile; and that was when I attacked.

I leapt forward, striking out with my fist; but the aim wasn't to hit him, it was to push him back. His reactions were fast though, and I could see in his eyes that he knew what I'd tried to do, so he spun to the side before sweeping his feet along the ground to catch my legs while I was still unbalanced. I jumped over his legs and backed up a few steps. We were circling again before he attacked. And then all I could do was focus on the fight. His fist flew towards my face too fast for me to count. My blocks were good, and so neither of us were losing any ground. If I took a step back, he pressed forward; but I caught him sharply in the ribs with a roundhouse kick that evened the floor back up again.

My kicks were stronger than my punches; whereas Dimitri had better upper body strength. Every time one of us made a hit, the students would gasp and inch in closer until we grew closer to the edge of the circle and they'd step back to avoid getting hit themselves. After ten minutes, Dimitri caught me sharply across my jaw and followed it up with a kick to my stomach. I fell backwards, but hooked my feet through his legs as I fell, taking him down at the same time. Because I fell first, I was able to scramble up onto his chest to pin his arms. "Ha comr-"

He somehow managed to lift one of his legs around the front of my chest and push me away, using his momentum to flip us over and pin me down. His grin was triumphant, and I heard a mixture of groans and a cheer from the students as they thought the fight was over. But all I could focus on was the position we were in. And instead of focusing on trying to break free, all I wanted to do was yank his mouth down on mine and take him on the gym floor. Meeting his eyes, I could tell that the same thoughts were running through his head, which helped clear mine up slightly.

Flashing Dimitri a sly grin, I enjoyed seeing the confusion that flickered across his face for a second, especially after I yelled, "TAG TEAM HIM NOW!"

Nicole had done a good job at spreading my message, because as soon as I finished shouting, almost every student ran forward. "Wha-" was all Dimitri managed to get out before he was yanked off of me and pinned to the floor. I grinned as I took in the scene before me: Dimitri flat on his back with students sitting on his arms and legs to make sure he couldn't move. Others were standing warily, in case he managed to get up, and one was even holding his head still, so all he could see was my gigantic smile.

Smirking, I walked over and sat on his chest, before placing two fingers over his heart. "I win."