Title: Another Time, Another Love

Summary: Lita goes back in time, and soon finds herself falling for the rich, selfish son of a famous doctor. Will she be able to make herself be seen in a different light in his eyes?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Pardon?" The man asked, puzzled more than he was angry of her abruptness.

"It's nothing Mr.Reso, she must be feeling faint from walking beneath the warm sun," Sapphi cut in, bowing to Mr. Reso before tugging Lita out of the room.

Only as Sapphi had closed the door did she turn around whispering in a hushed voice "I should have warned you before, Mr.Reso's father, doesn't take kindly to vulgar words, you should be relieved that it was his son. Though I'm not sure why he did not come back with a word of his own with such language you have!"

"That was my friend in there, I just talked to Jay minutes before my match with Stacy!"

"You must have been mistaken, Mr.Reso's father never lets him associate with anyone other than his own rank."

Sapphi glanced towards the hallway as she heard the faint familiar bell.

"Lita, we must go, that's our call to go immediately over to the kitchen, we must not waste time or we might have to go without dinner."

Lita followed Sapphi wordlessly; lightly pinching herself to make sure this was actually happening.

As soon as they had made their way over to the kitchen, Lita was handed a black outfit with a petite apron that went over the outfit.

She raised an eyebrow over in Sapphi's direction.

"This is so that your beautiful clothes will not get dirty." She explained.

Lita took a once over at herself; she was only wearing casual clothes that she had worn everyday, so why was Sapphi making such a big deal over her clothes?

"Sapphi, a spill in the dining room." A voice from nearby called out

Sapphi immediately shuffled out of the room, a broom in one hand, a pail in the other. She left before Lita had a chance to ask.

Mrs. Smithens handed her a small pitcher full of water. "The flowers need watering at around this time each day, I have my hands full with the twins, will you be so kind as to do the watering?"

"Sure, no prob." Lita took the pitcher from her hands.

"Just follow the paintings, they should lead to an exit, then take the right to find the roses."

"Thanks." She followed the route Mrs. Smithens had told her to take. She saw the double screen wide doors. Lita pulled on one of the doors expecting it to open, except it didn't budge.

"A lady shouldn't be opening doors, the doors should be opened for her." A voice from behind her said.

Lita whirled around to lock eyes with a shocking electric blue hue. She recognized him also; it was none other than Adam, Jay's best friend. But the previous experience taught her to be wary.

"Who may you be, the lady with the stunning crimson hair?" Adam gestured to her hair.

Lita blushed slightly; Adam had never paid attention to her before until this had happened. "I'm..Lita. Lita Dumas."

He seemed to be deep in thought. "Dumas…Dumas..that last name doesn't seem familiar I'm sorry to say, are you here on vacation?"

"Uh…yeah, I'm just visiting.." She wasn't sure how to answer so she just decided to follow along.

"What are you hiding behind her hand?"

"I have to go water the flowers."

Adam raised an eyebrow in question, though he didn't ask her why she would be watering the flowers when she was a visitor. "Then may I accompany you to the gardens?"

"It's a free country." She was hoping that he would in a way, or she wasn't sure if she'd be able to find her way back.

Adam fell into step beside her, walking her towards the trail behind the house that led to the gardens.

Lita snuck glances at Adam as she walked beside him. He was wearing a dark navy suit, shades darker than his eyes, his blonde hair pulled back, hidden beneath a hat.

"Something interesting you've found?"


Lita drew her gaze from his, looking down at the ground. She hadn't meant for him to catch her staring.

Adam touched her chin, raising it so that her eyes once again met his. "Don't be ashamed, you are a beautiful woman, any man would want to have caught your gaze."

"I…" Her voice left her, his touch leaving her breathless.

She saw that they had reached the end of the trail, the bed of roses in the center of the small forest. "I..should be taking care of the flowers."

"Who's stopping you?"

Those eyes were on her again, seeming to follow her as she walked nearer to the roses. Lita was nervous; she tried to hide the shaking of her hands as she reached to touch one of the roses.

"Ow." She pulled back her hand, watching a crimson blood, nearly the same color as her hair, begin to fall from her finger.

Lita didn't notice that Adam had stepped closer to her until he had gently examined her slightly cut hand.

What he did next shocked Lita.

He bent down to graze his tongue over the cut, the blood now gone, only the small fine line cut that told her of its existence.

Adam whispered to her, "Every rose has its thorns."

Adam held her hands in his, leaning closer towards her.

Lita closed her eyes, awaiting what was to come…..

TBC…

~~~~~~~~~~~

Please R&R