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I Don't Want to Hear It

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by Queen of Serpents

A/N: I didn't get that many reviews which is sad. Only 5 but it's okay, I'm still updating. I know it's been a while. Almost a month and I apologize for it.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything that has to do with Tamora Pierce but all I'm doing is borrowing the characters for a while. When I'm threw with them TP can get it back. Hopefully they won't be too twisted when she does. ; )

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Chapter 2: Gone and Replaced

"Briar?" Sandry whispered in his ear, snuggling into the circle of his arms. She could feel his heartbeats pounding against her own chest and lifted her gaze so she could see Briar directly. His eyes were darkened in lust yet she had a strange feeling as though his mind was somewhere else and not on her.

"Mmm?" he asked, shaking his head slightly and then looking down at her.

She frowned and shook her head. "Nothing," she muttered, drawing lazy circles on his upper chest as she softly kissed his shoulder. "It's just that you seem distracted."

He didn't answer for a while. Perhaps it was because he didn't know what to tell her. Should he say that his mind wasn't on her like she would have liked? Could he tell her that for the past weeks the only thing that came into his mind was his teacher? Whenever they would kiss, he would picture Rosethorn's lips and not hers. Could he tell her that just this moment he was thinking about how it would feel to have her in his arms instead of Sandry. Could he? No of course not. But then what can he tell her?

"What are you thinking about?" she demanded softly, running her fingers up and down the length of his arms.

"Nothing important," he said. "I'm just tired is all."

"Tired?" she said raising an eyebrow. She saw the lust in his eyes just a while ago. He couldn't feel tired. "Is this because I have to leave in the morning?" she said remembering the letter she got from Yazmin about her uncle. He was feeling unwell again and they requested her presence.

He looked down at her and wondered what she was talking about before it dawned on him. She was leaving in the morning for the Duke's. She would be gone. "Yeah," he lied as he held her tight. "I'm going to miss you."

She smiled at him and rested her head against his chest and feel asleep soon afterwards. He held her lazily in his arms and stroked her blonde hair and wondered what had happened between them. Just seeing Rosethorn nude wasn't supposed to cause these feelings in him were they? He wasn't supposed to think of her that way. It was wrong. He needed to stop. Sandry loved him. She loved him so much they shared the nights together. Surely he could forget about something he had seen innocently by mistake. Right?

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Morning came and Sandry had gone. Briar was left spending the entire morning pulling weeds with Rosethorn. His body was flush with arousal every time her presence would be near and he hated himself for reacting in that way. He would have to fight himself when their hands merely brushed against each other. When she would lift her hair and fan herself, he would have a strong urge to kiss the exposed flesh of her tender neck.

He was mad and frustrated and whenever he would pull a weed, he would yank it so hard his hands would hurt. He had to stop this. It was getting ridiculous.

"Briar what's wrong with you?" Rosethorn asked as she saw him angrily pull a weed from the ground. When she didn't get an answer she realized why he might be so frustrated. Sandry had left. Maybe he was a bit cranky that she was gone. He was like that during the whole trip to Chammur.

As she pondered this, she felt that feeling again in her stomach. Sadness and then anger at Sandry. She shook her head. These feelings for her student was becoming absurd. She had to put a stop to it.

She stood up and brushed the dirt from her habit. The sun was almost setting and they were out here for a long time. They needed a break.

"Come on, Briar," she said not looking at him. "Let's clean up and then go eat."

Briar nodded his head vigorously. The prospect of eating and getting away from Rosethorn sounded quite appealing.

But then again he didn't want to get away from her too.

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"I still don't understand why I have to keep meditating, Briar," Evvy whined as they sat on the floor and Briar drew a protection circle around them.

"You may have controlled most of your magic, but it's always good to keep meditating."

She sighed irritably and closed her eyes. Briar sat down, crossed his legs and tried to calm himself but found it hard. When they were done cleaning up and went to the workroom, Rosethorn had tripped and fell on the floor with Briar soon on top of her for she was clutching his tunic. He couldn't prevent the sudden fall and he couldn't prevent himself for feeling naughty things the compromising situation they were in brought into his mind. The feeling of her body pressed tight under him had brought him to almost moan. Her face was inches away, her lips so inciting. He wanted to kiss her then so bad.

"Briar?" she had whispered uncertainly. It wasn't in the bossy way either, but her voice was soft and arousing. It was as though she felt the same way too and didn't know what to think of it.

Fortunately or unfortunately Little Bear had jumped on top of Briar and began kicking his ear, an event that had him laughing at the ticklish feeling and had to get off of her before he had a chance to do something. Had Little Bear not arrive, he had a little idea what would've happened and didn't know whether it was a good thing or not.

He did know one thing, however. Next time he would fall on top of her, he would make it a point to close the door and really kiss her. Next time he wouldn't be able to suppress it any longer. He needed to see if she felt the same way. Gone were his feelings for Sandry and the one to replace her in his mind and maybe even his heart was none other than his teacher; Rosethorn.

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A/N: Another short chapter. Not very productive. I know I said there would be some good stuff in here but I changed my mind. Expect some good stuff in the later chapter(s).

Aeriel Ravenna: thanks for being my first reviewer. I love Briar too. But Joren and Nawat much better. They are just oh-so-well too!

Lilrockfreekshow: thanks for reading this too even though you never read Tamora Pierce. I hope you understand what's going on and whose who. If you are confused in any way just ask.

Queen-Vea: I usually update very frequently. Before it used to be around once a day but lately after writing 5 stories at once with social and school life interfering, I'm beginning to become one of those writers that take so long you want to give them a good shake and force them to update.

Miss boo: I never read this pairing myself but I always thought of it while reading the books and I think it's really adorable.

Aly Spy: my exact words. If you read my old bio, you'd see I had those exact words written down. "If Daine and Numair could get together why not Briar and Rosethorn?" And I liked Trickster's Queen and all but hated the end. I didn't want that to happen. I really didn't. She's Alanna's daughter for crying out loud! She needs to be in Tortall!

I'll try to update whenever I can. In the meantime why not press that nice blueish, purpleish, slivery box. Doesn't it look pretty? Good... now the thing you must do is go click those keys on that board in front of you and leave a review!

All Hail,

Queen of Serpents