Happy new year everyone! Thanks so much for all of your amazing reviews last chapter! I'm glad you all seemed to like it so much! Ok, so this one's in Rose's POV.
Summary: When Rose and Christian's bantering lands them in trouble with Lissa and she decides that they have to spend an entire day together, what could go wrong? Can they do it without killing each other? Read to find out!
Shirtless Dimitri: Happy New Year and Roza doesn't own VA!
Me: Happy New-year Dimitri, can I maybe have a kiss, you know, just so that the year gets off to a good start?
Dimitri: *Leans in slowly and kisses my cheek*
Me: ABCDEFGHHHIIJJKLLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ! I mean, I can no longer think so just enjoy the chapter and review guys! :D
Do You Wanna Build A Snowman?
"Do I really have to do this?" I asked as Dimitri held me against his chest. He looked down at me, eyes bright with amusement, and nodded.
"Well, I suppose you can forfeit," Christian hollered from across the room.
"Yeah, not in your wildest dreams, pyro." I said back with a smile. He rolled his eyes and went back to talking to Lissa, the mastermind behind all of this.
Apparently, we'd taken our bantering too far at one of Lissa's fancy lunches. Saying that she wasn't happy was a major understatement. She was pissed. She'd yelled at us, saying that she lived with a child rather than a man and, I'd been stupid enough to say that it'd taken her long enough to realize that. She got all up in my face, yelling about how her best friend was a child to.
In her defense, her bad mood wasn't completely about our bantering, but because the council was giving her trouble to pass a bill for dhampir rights and, she'd been really stressed lately. I was pretty sure spirit had a part to play, but I couldn't be sure. I'd gotten really good at reading the signs that said spirit was messing with her sanity because I'd experienced them myself, but when she was so stressed about her queenly duties, there was no way for me to be certain which was causing her moods.
The moment we'd realized what we'd done, we'd both tried talking her down. I'd summoned every ounce of 'Rose logic' I could muster, and even begged and pleaded with her to reconsider, but Lissa's mind was set. Not even Christian could change her mind, no matter how many kisses he smothered her with. She'd flipped out and ordered us to spend an entire day together. She put on her queenly voice and in a purely uncharacteristic move, threw her weight around so now here we were.
While Christian and I spent the day bonding, Lissa was taking my man shopping with her. Dimitri was officially Christian's guardian, but because Lissa was queen, she could manipulate things in the guardian world. Plus, everyone, including Hans, loved her so he'd given her Dimitri for the day, and Lissa had of course made him leader of the other guardians going along.
"Let's go, Dimitri," She said suddenly. Instinctively, my arms tightened around Dimitri's waist, and he held me closer. I caught a smile tugging at his lips moments before he pressed them to the top of my head.
"You'll be fine, love. Don't worry so much." I smiled at his optimism and after pressing my lips to his in a slow, deep kiss; I pulled away and set him free. He and Lissa disappeared out the door a few minutes later leaving me alone with Christian.
"You think there's a way that we can skip out on this 'bonding exercise and Liss won't know?" I asked after a few moments had passed.
"Yeah right," Christian grumbled, giving me an incredulous look. "There's no way we can just skip out on this, I bet she has eyes on us."
"Ug, I can't believe that I'm even saying this, but you're probably right." I said, with a slight nod and flip of my hair.
"You know," Said Christian suddenly after a few more moments of silence. ""It doesn't have to be so bad." I glanced up from studying the rug beneath my feet.
"Really? It's you and me we're talking about here, Christian. Where we go trouble is sure to follow." Christian smirked at that and nodded.
"Exactly, so let's go cause some trouble then." I attempted raising an eyebrow, and as always, I failed miserably.
"I'm all fine with that, but please feed me. You do not want to be stuck with a breakfast deprived Rose all day." Christian looked at me with a smirk and then he nodded and disappeared around the corner.
I sat there for exactly five minutes as I flipped through the channels on the TV. I soon got bored though and the smell of crispy bacon wafted in to the living room. I didn't think. I just acted standing eagerly and making my way into the kitchen. Christian was piling strips of crispy deliciousness onto our plates and I found myself grabbing a strip or 2 when he wasn't looking. The last strip I took though was the one he saw.
"Really, Rose, with the amount you eat I really don't know why you're not fat yet." I shot daggers at him, but the small smile tugging at his lips was enough to make me smile.
"Well, it's not my fault. Your food is too good to resist!" I said mouth full of bacon. Christian just rolled his eyes and gestured for me to take the plate. I did, and together we went back out into the living room and ate in front of the TV as we watched old cartoons.
"Well, what now?" I asked as we'd finished our breakfast and cleaned up the kitchen. Christian said nothing, he just shook his head.
"I don't know, I have to bake some cookies," He said and I stared stupidly.
"Christian, really? You do know that I'm completely clueless when it comes to stuff in the kitchen, right?" He rolled his eyes yet again and nodded.
"Yeah, I know. But that doesn't mean you can't learn." We spent the next couple hours in Lissa and Christian's kitchen baking chocolate chip cookies all in different shapes. I thought I would've gotten bored along the way, but I think I actually found something I could do with Christian that didn't include bantering.
"So Rose, I kind of have to ask you something," Christian said suddenly. I glanced up from where I'd been mixing the batter for our final batch of cookies to find Christian already watching me. His eyes were serious, that smirk I'd gotten used to nowhere to be seen.
"Ok," I said hesitantly. "What is it?"
"I want to know, will you teach me to fight? I froze unsure if I'd heard him correctly. But those gleaming eyes told me that I had in fact heard him correctly. Still, even that knowledge didn't help with my reply.
"So what you're saying is that you want to learn how to fight, and you want me to teach you how to fight?" I asked disbelievingly. Christian nodded eagerly, and there was something in those eyes that pleaded with me.
"If you teach me I can better protect Lissa if I ever have to," He said. That was what did it for me. Well, that and the knowledge that not only will he be better prepared to take care of Lissa if he ever had to, but he would be able to take care of himself as well. Praying that I wasn't making a huge mistake, I nodded and, half an hour later, we'd made our way to the gym.
We did the typical warm up stretches, but having trained in the arts of defensive magic, Christian already knew them and unlike other moroi, he wasn't nearly to the point of exhaustion when it was over. If anything, he was stronger and more than a little excited to begin.
It was because he'd showed such remarkable strength for a moroi that we did a bit of sparring on his first day. Unfortunately, he wasn't as good at deflecting or dodging blows like he was with his magic. That landed him on his back and pinned more time than I could count.
"Christian, in this game, you have to use all of your resources. Your opponent probably won't ever be as big as you are. He or she will in fact be bigger and much stronger. You have to use the things that you have, and not the things that you wished you could." The moment I'd finish talking, I struck out with a punch. I didn't put much behind it, but to a moroi, I knew it had to have stung.
"You have to use your resources, Christian!" I yelled and struck out again. This time, Christian seemed like he was ready and lightening quick; he stepped out of the way of another punch. .
"Very good." I complemented. "Even though your speed probably won't work against a strigoi, your fire will so we're safe there. But if ever you find yourself defending an attack that's not led by strigoi, your speed will be what will save you because if ever you don't have a weapon or for whatever reason you can't fight, running is your only option. You should never hesitate in taking out a strigoi." I threw in and Christian looked at me as if I'd gone mad.
"Why would I do that?" He asked. "They're the bad guys; I know they're the bad guys so why wouldn't I want to kill them?"
"Because strigoi were once moroi and dhampirs, they could be someone you used to know," I said, remembering when Dimitri had told me that exact thing. I saw the realization light up Christian's eyes.
"Like my parents." He said so quietly I wouldn't have heard if I hadn't been paying attention. I nodded.
We continued with some more basic moves for a little while longer, but then we left the gym and as we walked outside, my eyes zoned in on the pristine white snow. Glancing at my phone, I realized that Lissa and the gang would be coming back at any moment.
"Christian," I said holding out the phone so he could see. "We did it." I said when he just stared at the phone with a confused look on his face.
"We spent an entire day together and we didn't kill each other or anything." I said with a grin. The moment Christian caught on, his face broke out into a grin as well.
"So hey do you wanna build a snowman?" I asked and he turned his eyes on me.
"Really?" He asked. I nodded.
"Why not? It would be the perfect end to an awesome day." That was all it took. The next thing we knew, we were on the ground building our snowman, and it really shouldn't have surprised me when Lissa and Dimitri strutted up to us halfway through operation build a snowman. It was all worth it when I saw the proud smile on Dimitri's lips moments before his lips met mine.
Happy new year everyone! I hope 2015 brings us all amazing things and is a great year for us all! Let me know what we thought of this one, yeah? Please, guys? :P I should probably be wrapping these up, at least for now, but I've got a question, and whoever gets it right gets to choose the next oneshot I write.
Here it is. According to Richelle Mead, which character was hardest for her to write and why? There you go, get reviewing!
Review lovelies and Dimitri will build a snowman with you ;)
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Roza
