*Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Academy, Richelle Mead does!*

I would like to clear something up. Christian is a dhampir, not a moroi.

Rose's POV

By some miracle, I managed to stop Dimitri from killing Dean. But it was an extremely close call. I don't know exactly what Dimitri had been planning, but I knew it wasn't any good, so I packed in as much feminine charm as I had and I managed to distract him.

We woke up early the next morning, extremely exhausted. But it was a good exhausted. Of course the second Dimitri's eyes opened, he hopped out of bed and was bustling around doing anything and everything that needs to be done. I snuggled into the blankets further, enjoying the warmth.

"Let's just stay in bed," I suggested sleepily.

"Oh no. I don't think so. Lissa's wrath is so not worth it. Besides we can sleep at our apartment," he told me. I could hear the joy in his voice when he mentioned our apartment.

"No she won't," I grumbled. "We're not going to have a moment's rest until everything is unpacked and we've adequately celebrated getting an apartment. And by Lissa's standards too. We may never sleep again." I said all of this without once opening my eyes.

"You still need to pack," Dimitri pointed out.

I groaned and rolled over, cocooning myself in my blankets and trying to fall back asleep. I could feel Dimitri trying to wake me up. Nothing worked.

That was until he decided to change tactics. He put his hand on the side of my hide and brought his lips to mine. I felt myself instinctively responding to his lips. My eyes flew open as I tried to press myself closer to him. My mistake.

I had forgotten that I was on the edge of the bed. I toppled off and brought Dimitri with me. I'm pretty sure Dimitri's plan backfired. I was lying right on top of his, our lips almost touching. I saw the animal passion in his eyes. You would think after months of being together, we would get over the urge to constantly kiss and touch, but no. That's not how it works.

It took Dimitri visible effort to recompose himself. He carefully pushed me off of him. "You need to pack," he told me, not looking at me.

I put my arm on his shoulder. "One kiss?" I asked hopefully.

He sighed and pressed his lips to mine. I immediately locked my arms around his neck. He couldn't break my hold even if he wanted to, and trust me, he didn't want to. He groaned as our kiss picked up in intensity.

He picked me up and put me on the bed, never breaking the kiss. Both of us were shirtless when someone just decided to barge into Dimitri's room.

"I knew there was a reason you weren't answering your phone," I heard Lissa's voice say.

She was completely un-phased by the fact that I was sitting in Dimitri's embrace topless. "You know, we're kind of in the middle of something," I told her, still gazing into Dimitri's horrified expression. I think the only thing keeping him from moving was that he didn't want to expose me to Lissa.

"Oh put a shirt on. You can do that later. After we've moved in, unpacked, and decorated," she told me. "Oh and we have to have a little party in our apartment. It will just be the four of us, but it will be fun."

"I told you so," I whispered to Dimitri. "Thirty minutes?" I asked Lissa louder so she could hear.

"Fifteen," Lissa argued.

"Twenty," I said.

"Deal," Lissa agreed as she backed out of the room.

Once she was gone, I gave Dimitri my undivided attention. "I only wanted twenty minutes," I admitted mischievously.

"That's not very long," Dimitri pointed out. I could see the lust in his eyes.

"Let's make the best of it," I said. I hopped out of the bed.

"What are you doing?" Dimitri asked me, looking hurt.

I walked to his door and locked it. I turned back to see a relieved Dimitri. "That should buy us a couple of minutes," I told him with a grin.

He smiled back and when I got back to the bed, pulled me towards him.

As we laid in his bed afterwards, I couldn't figure out how I had lucked out on this. I had an amazing man in my life, a man who returned my feelings. I was about to spend an amazing summer with my best friends and my boyfriend. I was training to be a guardian.

Nothing could dampen my good mood. Or that's what I thought. We heard a loud pounding on the door and we grudgingly broke apart. I grabbed some clothes and went to his bathroom to shower and change. I knew it would be Lissa at the door, so I didn't bother hiding.

I emerged from the bathroom twenty minutes later to an amused Dimitri and a furious Lissa. "Took you long enough," Lissa said annoyed.

"I had to shower Liss. Besides it should only take me a couple of minutes to finish packing," I told her. That was the wrong thing to say.

"You didn't finish packing yet?" Lissa screamed.

"It's okay Princess. I finished packing most of her stuff. That's what I was doing in Christian's room," Dimitri explained. This was news to me.

"You finished packing for me?" I asked surprised.

"I knew you were going to take a while in the shower," he said. "I just wanted to help out."

I grinned at him. "Thanks Comrade," I told him sincerely. Then what he had said dawned on me. "Most of my stuff?" I asked curiously.

"I… um… didn't want to touch the drawer that had your bras and panties in it. That felt like an invasion of privacy," he admitted with a blush.

I looked at him confused. "It's not like you haven't helped me take those off multiple times," I pointed out. I swear, my mouth had no filter. None. Dimitri blushed even deeper.

"Gross," Lissa complained.

I rolled my eyes. "It's true. So what's the real reason you didn't want to pack them?" I asked him suspiciously.

He shrugged. I walked out of Dimitri's room and towards mine. Just like he had said, almost everything was packed. He had left a suitcase open on my bed. I opened my dresser and gasped. He had indeed packed everything. There were no clothes inside my dresser. Instead there was a little teddy bear. It was a tan bear and it had a heart on its chest. "Roza and Dimitri forever," was written on the heart in tiny cursive.

I picked it up and noticed something taped to its back. Plane tickets. Two of them. To see Dimitri's family. Even if I was nervous, I was excited. And this was the cutest way of giving me plane tickets I have ever seen.

I quickly checked the rest of my drawers and when I was satisfied he hadn't missed any of my clothes, I closed my suitcase. I hadn't doubted him per se, but I needed to double check.

I made my way back to his room with a goofy smile on my face. Once I was in his room, I dropped his suitcase and threw myself into his arms. "It's adorable," I whispered to him.

"I'm glad you like it," he told me. He kissed my forehead and then hovered over my lips. "I wanted to get you something special."

"Well I loved it," I told him sincerely. I stood up on my tippy toes so I could close the distance between our lips.

Lissa cleared her throat uncomfortably and we broke apart. "Sorry," we muttered at the same time without breaking eye contact.

"We really should get going," Lissa warned.

I sighed and took Dimitri's hand. There was no way I was letting go of it. We walked out of his room towards our new apartment. This was going to be an amazing summer.