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Ch 4

Dmitri made his way upstairs and knocked gently on Serena's door. "Hey. Are you almost ready? We should probably get going soon."

"I'm almost done, I'm just finishing right now."

"Alright. Well, Mickey, Emil, and I are going to head to the rink. You two be careful, okay?" He walked down the hall and down the stairs.

"Will do." Serena was dressed in a black track suit with vertical green, white and red stripes running down the sleeves. She pulled her hair up into a high bun with a green ribbon. "Does this look okay?"

"It looks really cute! It's been forever since I've seen you in that!"

"Yeah, 5 years does seem like forever, huh?" Serena looked at herself in the mirror with a straight face. "I'm sorry if I mess up in front of you all, I haven't had an audience for awhile now."

"Don't even think about it! Just do you."

"Thank you, Sara. Come on, the boys will be waiting on us." Serena grabbed her car keys off her dresser and led her friend out of her room. On the drive over, they continued to talk about how life with twin brothers was hindering them from living normal lives as females. They talked about their skating crushes, and who they would go all the way with when Serena cut the conversation short.

"Alright. Enough about that. Can't someone find love first?" A soft blush formed across her cheeks. Sara laughed and waved her hand.

"Relax, miss virtuous. There's nothing wrong with having female hormones and wanting a man to love you."

"A man can love you without having sex with you. A real man will charm you, guide you, and take care of you. I just don't want you to get your heart broken, that's all. You're my best friend."

"And you're mine." Sara smiled and looked out the window. "I don't want you to get your heart broken, either. But, it's okay to like someone again. The past is behind you, and now you get to make a new future."

"You act like everything was taken away from me."

"You were kissed by a guy who you had strong feelings for, and he ended up being a total jerk and trying to force you into things you didn't want. Thank goodness you were able to defend yourself."

"I know. Can we not talk about it right now? I don't want to get worked up before I get on the ice."

"Right. I'm sorry, Serena."

"It's okay. You didn't upset me." Serena smiled over at her friend and looked forward. "We're here."

"Wow.. its.. not like I remembered it, that's for sure." Sara unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car once Serena placed it in park. "The paint job could use some work, that's for sure." Serena got out, locked her car, and led her friend inside after a few moments of silence.

"It's really expensive to keep up with, alright? My aunt and uncle run the place, and my cousins are off at college. They have no need to keep the place anymore, so why start dealing with it now? The inside is still nice, I promise."

"I believe you."

"Good. Oh yeah, it looks like the boys are already here." Serena looked back at the parking lot and then back at the entrance. She opened the unlocked door and held it open for her friend. "After you."

"Thank you! Oh, you're right! It is much nicer inside!" Sara slipped her coat off and hung it on the coat rack at the front desk. "I don't think I'm going to skate today. Maybe tomorrow?"

"Aw, alright." Serena went behind the counter and pulled a box out from one of the cabinets. "I haven't worn them in about a week. I feel like I neglected them." She opened the lid and pulled out a pair of black skates with green, white, and red stripes down the sides. The blades were a polished steel and were cased in green blade guards.

"They're still so pretty! You've always kept very good care of your skates."

"Well, I got them for my 18th birthday, and stopped wearing them after I stopped skating. I just started back up about a few months ago. However, I only skate in front of Dmitri."

"Hey, are you two coming or not? Come on! We don't have all day!" Dmitri walked up to the counter and shook his head. "You two are late."

"Yeah, yeah. Calm down, will ya?" Serena walked over to the bench and began to slip her shoes off. She slipped her skates on and began to lace them. "You could have already started to practice."

"I've already warmed up. You need to do the same. I started making up the choreography for the routine I want to teach you. I figured it's difficult enough to land you a spot in the top three."

"Okay." Serena stood up and began to stretch. After Dmitri made his way back on the ice, Sara turned to Serena and began to speak again.

"He seems a lot harsher now."

"He's just concerned, that's all."

"He seems like he woke up on the wrong side of the bed."

"That's probably the truth. Serena stood up, walked into the arena and up to the rink entrance. She was hesitant to step onto the ice in front of her friends again, but after a moment of inner persuasion, she could do so. She slid across the ice to the center, with her twin brother skating behind her.

"Alright, glad to see you finally made it." Dmitri smirked and placed his hands on his hips. "Go head and practice some jumps first. Can you do that?"

"Sure can." Serena began to pick up speed as she took a lap around the rink. She started off with a toe loop that she landed perfectly. Or at least, in her mind she did.

"What was that?"

"Shut it, Dmitri." She zipped by him and made her second jump a Lutz, landing it perfectly.

"There we go! That's what I want to see!" Dmitri began to clap as their friends followed his lead. "How about a double Axel? Do you still have it in you?"

Without speaking, Serena did as told and landed almost perfectly. She caught herself before plummeting to the ice below her. "It's okay, Serena! Get back up! You got this!" Sara shouted as she began to wave her hands in the air.

'She sure is enthusiastic. I wish I could be like that today.' Serena sighed and tried to stand up, but ended up falling back. Dmitri skated towards her and held his hand out.

"Come on, I got you."

Serena took his hand and stood up. "I'm sorry. I know you must be disappointed."

"Only a little." He smirked and brushed her back with his right hand. "I shouldn't have had you start with jumps."

"You always do, though."

"I know. Guilty. Alright, let's start with some routines. Want to show everyone what you came up with a couple of weeks ago?"

"Sure. Just don't be too harsh on me, okay?"

"No promises. Make me proud." Dmitri smiled and skated towards the rink gate. After he climbed over and reunited with his friends, Serena began to skate to her song-less routine. Mickey leaned over and began to whisper to Dmitri.

"She's doing great for not competing for 5 years."

"We've been practicing outside of that. I was hoping that she would pick back up on competing, and my hopes came true. She's so happy doing what she does." He grinned and leaned against the wall of the rink.

"I think all of us wanted her to compete again. Well, we all wanted both of you to compete again. But, after what happened, Serena needs to gain her sparkle back." Emil looked over at Dmitri. "Just don't be too hard on her, okay?"

"Oh, she knows I'm only teasing. I tell her to go big or don't come home."

"But, she might take that seriously one day, Dmitri." Sara frowned as she watched Serena finish her routine. "Jokes can only be taken so far."

"She knows what I mean and what I don't mean. Relax. I'm not a bad guy."

"We know you're not. But, Serena isn't a guy. She has different feelings and hormones that you don't have. Take it from another female." Sara walked over to the gate and embraced Serena in a tight hug. "You did amazing out there!"

"You think so?" Serena grinned and brushed a piece of hair out of her face. "It feels great to do that."

"You did great, but there are some things to work on. Of course, I'll help you do it."

"Gee, thanks Dmitri." Serena sighed and shook her head. "Well, I think I'm done for the day. I could go for some relaxation before we do anything else crazy." Serena stepped over the gate and slipped her blade guards on before walking to the lobby.

"That sounds wonderful! My head's starting to hurt, so maybe a nap will help."

"Oh Sara. You should have told me so I could have gotten you some medicine." Mickey frowned and draped his arms across Sara's shoulders.

"It's okay, really. It just started happening."

"Well, let's get home and relax for a bit. Come on, Sara. You can ride with me again." Serena took her friend's hand and led her out to the car. "Sorry it didn't go as planned."

"Serena, you did fine!"

"If you say so."

After they all arrived back at the house, Serena ran up to her room and grabbed her favorite book. Sara went and laid down on the couch while Mickey laid on the floor next to her. Emil ran off upstairs to take a shower, and Dmitri began making a list of food items that they needed to last them for the rest of the week. He asked Serena if she wanted to join him, but she politely declined and curled back up with her book. He made his way downstairs and saw that Mickey was walking towards the kitchen. He followed behind and poured himself a glass of water before speaking to his friend.

"Hey, I can't find Emil, but I figured you and I could run out to the store and get some ingredients for snacks and maybe some beer for tonight. I kind of want to have a little relaxation time between all of us. Not exactly a party, just a couple of drinks and some conversation."

"Sounds good to me. I think Emil went to take a shower. Poor Sara's headache started to get worse, so I stayed with her until she fell asleep."

"And Serena is curled up on her bed with her nose in a book. I guess that leaves us to do the job. Come on. It shouldn't take long." Dmitri threw his jacket on and walked towards the front door. Mickey got up and followed him.

"You okay? You seem a little tense."

"I'm just going through some changes." Dmitri unlocked his car and both climbed inside. He started the car and drove off towards town.

"Changes?"

"Yeah. Getting older and watching your baby sister become independent without you."

"Trust me. I know that all too well. That's why I feel like I can talk to you. How do you feel about Serena getting married and starting a family? I know Sara wants it."

"I don't know, really. I have mixed feelings. Part of me is sad because she won't need my help and guidance anymore. Part of me is angry because I don't trust anyone with her heart and feelings. And, I feel scared."

"I feel scared, too. That's part of being a big brother."

"I'm afraid that she will cut ties with me once she has her own family."

"That would never happen. Sara wouldn't do it to me, and neither would Serena. You two have been together through thick and thin. She would be miserable without you in her life."

"You're right. I'm just overreacting. I just want her to succeed in everything she does."

"I want the same for Sara."

"Fair enough. Alright, let's switch things up. What do you think Sara would do if you started dating?"

"She'd be estatic. She has been wanting me to date. But I think that's because she wants to date."

"I see. I think Serena would be okay. She might get jealous at times."

"Serena? Jealous? She doesn't seem like that type of sister."

"She isn't. But when she wants to be near me, she gets her way. Kind of the same with me. You know how twins are. You're a twin yourself."

Mickey laughed and nodded. "Yeah. I know. But, I'm sure once Serena finds the right partner, that jealousy will fade." He frowned and looked out the window. "The same will happen with Sara."

"Don't be sad. You'll find someone. You're a good-looking guy."

"So are you. I remember there were so many chicks that wanted to date you at camp."

"I wasn't interested in any of them." Dmitri parked the car and sat back in his seat.

"Why not?"

"I was too focused on my skating career, and spending time with my sister."

"I don't blame you. You're a good brother."

"Thanks." He smiled and turned the car off. "I just want to help her succeed. No matter what it takes, I'll make sure it happens."

"Hey, Serena? Can I come in?" Emil poked his head through the doorway and crept inside.

"Of course. Sorry, I was just finishing this chapter and then I was going to come down and wake Sara up from her nap."

"No no, it's okay. I just..I need your help."

"Okay? What's wrong?" Serena frowned and shut her book. "I'm sorry, I can pick back up on the chapter later. You can talk to me."

"I want to learn Italian..for Mickey."

"Ahh! That's so sweet! I take it things went well?"

"Yeah. Very well, actually." Emil blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. "So, do you think you can drive me to the bookstore? I figured I would pick up a book to teach myself."

"I can. I figured I was going to teach you a few things."

"You can, if I can't figure out something. I want to speak to him in his native language"

"Okay. Well you could speak and I could help you. If you mess up, that is."

"Thank you. I really appreciate it. Speaking of, have you seen Mickey?"

Serena shook her head. "I'm afraid not. He might have gone with Dmitri to the store. I told him I didn't want to go because I'm not feeling up to it."

"Are you feeling alright? We don't have to go today if you don't feel well."

"I feel fine. I'm just very nervous about competing again."

"Why? You did great at your first practice today."

"That was in front of my brother and friends. I'll be competing in front of thousands of viewers."

"And? You'll do great! We will all be there to cheer you both on."

"But how? You all won't be at every competition. Dmitri and I must win qualifiers before we can move on. And so do you and everyone else. We might compete in different countries."

"We will always find a way. We've been friends for quite some time. I wouldn't lie to you."

"I know." Serena stood up from her bed and sat her book on her nightstand. "Come on. We have an hour before the store closes." She grabbed her keys and led Emil down the stairs and outside to her car. Once inside, she started her car and began to drive towards town. Things were quiet, until Emil cleared his throat and began to talk again.

"You did really well today."

"Thanks."

"We all thought so. Not just me."

"It means a lot to me. It really does."

"I know. And that's why I'm telling you."

"Again, thank you." Serena smiled and focused her eyes on the road in front of her. "So, you said things went well but you never told me what happened."

"I told him how much I cared for him, and that I wanted to be with him. And, he agreed."

"Oh Emil, that's wonderful! I'm so happy to hear that!"

"Thanks. It feels good to finally be with the one you really care about. So, speaking of, do you think that you will ever find anyone to date?"

"Right now, I'm not worried about it. With a twin brother, it's hard to get close to anyone of the opposite sex. I'm surprised that he is okay with me being friends with you and Mickey. Honestly, It's not like I never thought about it. Right now, I just want to complete this goal before I worry about anything else."

"It's okay to be in a relationship and accomplish goals, you know."

"I know. But right now, I really want this goal to get accomplished. It's very important to me." Serena pulled into a small parking lot.

"I understand. I support you, and I'm sure Sara, Mickey and Dmitri support you as well."

"That's reassuring. Thank you. Okay, we're here. Let's get you a book and get back before Dmitri begins to freak out." She got out of the car and Emil followed close behind her.

"Sounds like a plan."

Serena took his hand and led him inside. "Hmm.. Non fiction.. fiction.. Oh! The learning section!" She pulled him over to the bookshelves and began to look through the lesson books. "Ah, this one!" She pulled out a small Italian lesson book. Serena flipped through it quickly and closed it before taking Emil's hand and leading him to the cashier.

"Are you sure? You haven't even looked through it well enough."

"It's good enough to start with." Serena paid the cashier and handed the book to Emil.

"Aw, I could have bought it."

"It's okay. Thank of it as a present." Serena grinned and walked back out to the car. Emil followed behind her and opened the book.

"This is already starting to make my head spin."

"That'll happen. Just take your time, and don't get embarrassed. You will learn how to speak perfectly in time." She started up the car and drove back home.

"I hope so. I just want to impress him."

"I don't think you have to worry about that. He likes you a lot, or he wouldn't be with you."

"Yeah, that's true. It's going to be hard for me to go back home. I won't get to be around him." Emil frowned and closed the book.

"Don't think about that, alright? You two will make it work. I have faith in you both."

"Thank you. I guess we can text and talk to each other, and even Skype."

"See? It'll be alright." Serena turned into her driveway and drove up to her home. She placed the car in park and got out.

"That was a quick trip. You're closer to town than what I thought."

"Yeah, if we weren't, I think Dmitri and I would go crazy."

"I would, too. Hmm, Someone must be burning something." Emil looked around and back at Serena.

"That's coming from out back." Serena walked around the house and to the gate. "Looks like Dmitri decided to make a bon fire." She grinned back at Emil. "You can hide the book really quick if you want to. It looks like everyone's already around the fire."

"Alright. I'll be back. I need to think of a good place to stash this. I don't want Mickey finding out this soon." Emil walked off towards the house while Serena opened the gate and walked over to her brother and friends.

"Hey sis, where have you been? We decided to hang out here tonight."

"Sorry. Emil and I had no idea where you and Mickey went, and Sara was taking a nap, so we went to the bookstore."

"Alright, just wanted to make sure you weren't over practicing. You did so well today that I thought you would never want to call it quits for the day."

"I was the one that suggested that we stopped. Although, I wish I could have practiced more. I just got really tired." She grinned and sat next to her brother. "Thank you all for being there and supporting me."

"Of course! That's what we're here for." Sara smiled and handed Serena a cold beer bottle. "Here. We aren't going to get completely wasted tonight or anything. We're just all going to have a couple of drinks and catch up."

"Sounds good to me." Serena grabbed the bottle and twist the cap off with the sleeve of her sweater. "So, are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah! Much better, now. Mickey gave me some aspirin and I took a quick nap."

"Hey, where's Emil at?" Mickey looked around and back at Serena. "You brought him home, right?"

"Of course I did!" Serena laughed and took a sip of her beer. "I wouldn't leave him alone in a strange town. He's inside. He said he's going to change into something warmer."

"Good. Can't have anyone getting sick." Mickey picked up another bottle and opened it.

"Mickey, how many have you had?"

"This one's my second one, I promise." He grinned and wrapped his arm around Sara's shoulders. "I wouldn't lie to my sister."

"Alright. I trust you."

"So, back to earlier. I feel like you had a great practice, but tomorrow, we should work on your choreography. You looked just a little bit stiff."

"I did?" Serena frowned and became quiet. "I wish you would have told me then, I would have fixed it."

"It's nothing you can fix in a couple of hours, sis. I just need to think of another routine for you, that's all."

"I thought it was beautiful." Sara reached over and squeezed Serena's hand. "Don't be so hard on her, Dmitri. Siblings are supposed to criticize but be kind."

"If you say so." He took a swig of his beer. "She knows I don't mean it. Right, Serena?"

Serena stared into the fire pit. She heard what he was saying, but she wasn't sure she could answer him truthfully without pissing him off. She nodded instead of speak.

"Hey, what did I miss?" Emil walked over to the fire pit and took a seat next to Mickey.

"Huh? Oh. Nothing. We were just talking about practice this afternoon. I'm pretty tired from it, to be honest." Serena looked up at Emil and then back at the fire pit.

"Fair enough. You worked hard, and you did an amazing job."

"Thanks." Serena gave Emil a weak smile and took a sip of her beer.

"Ah, everyone's drinking? I guess I should sit this one out tonight-"

"Nonsense, everyone's having a couple of beers. We aren't getting drunk or anything. Come on, live a little." Mickey reached down and pulled a frosted beer from the bucket. He twist the cap off and handed it to Emil.

"Thank you!" Emil grinned and chugged a third of the bottle without any effort.

"Easy now." Mickey shook his head and then looked over at Dmitri and Serena. "So. If you both are actually going to compete again, what are you going to do about a coach?"

"We've got that sorted out. I'll coach Serena and she'll coach me."

"You know that won't work out, right? Each skater needs to have their own coach. If you think about it, you two may go to different places and compete. It all depends on how well you do. Sara and I are coached by our parents, although they aren't always with us in the kiss and cry. They know we're old enough to handle our emotions now, so Sara and I usually celebrate together."

"Well, have you both been split up before?"

"No. Not yet, and hopefully we will never have to be."

"Then I don't think Serena and I will have any problem. We'll be fine. We can always say that our dad is coaching and he couldn't be with us."

"Yeah, like that will go over well." Serena rolled her eyes and sighed. "Dmitri, we should really try to find someone to coach us."

"That won't happen! We're 23. No one wants to coach someone that is too old."

"We aren't too old, and there are people out there that will. It's uncommon, but it's possible." Serena finished her bottle and sat it down by her feet.

"I got it! I can coach you if I don't make it in, and you can coach me if you don't make it in. It's fool proof, Serena!"

"That doesn't sound easy, you two." Sara took a sip of her beer and looked at Dmitri. "Because, what happens if you both make it in? I mean, you both are amazing skaters. I would be very surprised if only one of you made it."

"Sara's right. I can always see if my coach would be willing to look for someone to help! Or, maybe he can help coach you two."

"Thanks Emil, but he already has you to coach, and coaching one person is enough."

"True. Well, there are skaters who retire from competing and go on to coaching others! There's a list that you must be put on, and most of the time, they will only choose one person. But, you can both hope for the best!"

"Well, we have two weeks to figure something out. Serena and I really don't want to split up." Dmitri nudged Serena's shoulder and smirked. "Someone has to take care of her."

"I can take care of myself just fine, thanks." Serena turned her nose up towards the sky and stood up. "I'm getting tired. I think I'm going to head inside. Sara, want to talk a little bit before we fall asleep?"

"Sounds good to me." She stood up and kissed Mickey on the forehead. "Goodnight, Mickey. I love you."

"Goodnight sis, sleep well." He smiled up at her and watched as the two girls made their way back inside. He finished his beer and looked back at Dmitri. "You know, one day, we both have to let go of our sisters. I know it's hard to think about, but it must be done."

"I know. I just worry about her. I don't want her getting hurt again."

"You can't control that. Besides, you should find someone to settle down with."

"If you say so. Although, a relationship would be nice. Why, do you have your eye on someone?"

Mickey blushed and nod his head. "Yeah. I do."

"And you too, Emil? There's got to be some gorgeous girls back where you live."

"Ah- I guess so.." He looked away and rubbed his neck.

"Well, it's not like it's a bad suggestion. I'll keep an open mind. But right now, I'm here to protect Serena and help her dreams come true." Dmitri stood up and looked down at Emil and Mickey. "I'm going to bed. Tomorrow, we can go sightseeing. I hope you two are okay with that.""

"Sounds like a plan. We'll head inside in a bit." Mickey finished his beer up and tossed it into the fire pit.

"Suit yourselves. Goodnight you two."

As soon as Dmitri was out of sight, Mickey slid his hand on top of Emil's. "So. We're alone."

"Yeah. We are." Emil grinned at Mickey and noticed that there was a soft blush spread across Mickey's olive toned skin. He brushed Mickey's cheek with his hand. "You're blushing."

"And?" Mickey looked away and then back at Emil.

"It's really cute."

"If you say so."

"I do." Emil looked up at the sky and took Mickey's hand in his. "It's gorgeous out tonight. I can't believe we're already on night two of our vacation. Only two more nights and then we have to go our separate ways until we see each other again."

"Well, it won't be that way forever. I can promise you that."

"Really?"

"Yeah. It gets lonely without you hovering over my shoulder." He smirked and began to laugh when Emil's smile faded into a frown.

"Ouch."

"Oh, don't take it personally. I was just kidding. Although, it really does get lonely without you around. Maybe I feel that way now because we're officially dating and I don't want to go home without you."

"Mickey.."

"I know, it's too sweet. I'm sorry."

"No. It made me feel wanted."

"Well, you are. Don't ever forget it, okay?"

"I won't." He stood up and pulled Mickey up with him. "We should both go inside. It's getting colder."

"Yeah, and the fire is dying down so it isn't exactly helping us."

"Mmmhmm. Come on." Emil laced his fingers with Mickey's and led him inside. They crept up the stairs and to the guest bedroom. Once inside, Emil locked the door and turned to face the bed. Mickey flopped down onto the bed and turned to face Emil.

"This bed is super comfortable. Did you sleep well last night?"

"I did." Emil walked over to his side of the bed and tried to sneak something from under his pillow.

"Emil, what are you doing?" Mickey laughed and reached out for his hand. Emil snapped his hand back and shoved the book behind his back.

"Nothing, I'm just fluffing my pillow."

"You're a terrible liar. Come on, babe. What are you hiding?" Mickey frowned and sat up.

"I promise you, it's nothing serious-"

"You're acting like it is." He placed his hand on Emil's side and craned around him. "What's…this? A book?" Mickey took the book from Emil's hands. He looked down at the book and looked up at Emil. "Is this an Italian lesson book?"

"Yeah… I was hoping to learn a little bit before you caught me in the act. "

"Emil, I don't know what to say." Mickey hugged onto Emil and then pulled away. "That's the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me." He took Emil's hands into his. "Grazie Mille."

"Prego." Emil blushed and rubbed the back of his neck.

"That was pretty good. I think you'll do just fine." Mickey led him back to the guest bed and pulled Emil along with him. "Want to practice a little?"

"I-Sure! That would be fun."

"Fun for you, maybe. I'm not that great of a teacher."

"Well, I'll still learn something! And honestly, that's what I want. I want to be able to speak to you in your native language."

"Alright, well I'll make a deal with you. If I teach you Italian, you have to help me learn Czech."

"Okay! It will be fun, but it will be challenging."

"Well, let's work on Italian for a bit. Hmm.. what's something that I could teach you. Oh. Il mio cuore è tuo."

"Ill mio cuoree è tuo."

Mickey shook his head and brushed Emil's hair back with his right hand. "Don't put so much emphasis on cuore. It's just cuore."

Emil nodded and tried again. "Ill mio cuore è tuo."

"Very good. Much better." Mickey chuckled and stroked Emil's stubbly cheek.

"Grazie. What does it mean?"

"It means 'My heart is yours'. I hope that isn't too sappy or weird, it's just what I felt like saying at the time."

"Ahh! You have my heart, too!"

"Haha, I know. You sure are happy about learning."

"Well, yeah. I'm more happy that you're helping me. And it wasn't sappy at all. It made me feel good."

"I'm glad. I just want to make you feel good."

"You always make me feel good. But hearing you speak in Italian.." Emil grinned widely and blushed. "It does things to me." He looked away from Mickey with a short laugh.

"Oh it does, does it?"

"Yeah. I really like Italian. It's a beautiful language."

"How about you say something to me in Czech?"

Emil snapped his head back to focus on Mickey's eyes. "R-Really?!"

"Yeah. I've heard you say a few things, and that was under your breath or when you were pouting at something. Come on. Give me your best shot." Mickey smirked and sat back against the head board.

Emil gave a quick nod and stroked his chin. "Hmm." He smirked at his boyfriend and leaned in next to his right side. He paused before whispering in his ear.

"Chci vás tlačit proti této čelo."

Mickey inhaled sharply through his teeth. He could feel his heart skip a beat and his stomach do flips. "Why do I get the feeling that whatever you said was meant to be taken in a dirty way?"

"Ha, guilty." Emil pulled away and smiled. "Did you like it, at least?"

"Yeah. It's really hot. What does it mean?"

"If I tell you, you can't judge me. Okay?"

"Yeah, yeah. Just tell me."

"I said: 'I want to push you against this headboard'."

"Ah, I knew it sounded seducing for a moment." Mickey smirked and grabbed onto Emil's tshirt collar and pulled him close. "Ho bisogno di te.."

"Oh, let me guess.. You need a kiss?"

"I need more than that.." He breathed into his ear. "I said: 'I need you'."

"Mickey.." Emil grabbed onto his wrists and pinned him against the headboard. "Nech mě milovat tě, Mickey."

"Haaaah." Mickey exhaled roughly as he became lost in Emil's eyes. "What did you just say?"

"Let me love you, Mickey."

"Tell me more." He breathed heavily and let his eyelids droop half shut.

"Ach? Cítí se někdo horké? Postarám se o vás."

"It's so mesmerizing to hear you speak, even though I don't know what you're saying." He moaned and bit his lower lip.

Emil chuckled and begin to nip at his neck. "I asked if someone was feeling hot, and that I would fix it."

"Well, then you better get to it." Michele sat up on his knees and stroked his boyfriend's scruffed face.

Emil nodded and began to blush deeply. "Just don't judge me, okay? I have never done anything like this."

"Neither have I."

"Well, that's something for us to build off of." Emil smirked and unzipped Mickey's track jacket. "Mm Michele.. Vaše kůže je tak nádherné."

A soft moan escaped Mickey's lips as he pressed them together. It was going to be hard keeping quiet, so he hoped that everyone was fast asleep. "Emil.." Mickey began to pant as Emil's lips kissed down his chest and to his lower abdomen.

"Hmm. These are in the way.." Emil frowned and tugged at the hem of his pants.

"Then take them off."

"Right. I was getting to that." Emil unbuttoned the top button and zipped the zipper all the way down before he began to pull his boyfriend's pants down to the plush bedding below them. He saw that Mickey was wearing a pair of black silk boxers, and was fully erect. Emil looked up at him and licked his lips. "I don't even have to remove your boxers to tell that you are hung like an Italian sausage."

"Jesus, Emil!" Mickey covered his face quickly and shook his head.

"Aha, sorry I guess I made someone a little embarrassed. It's alright, Mickey. Don't be shy." Emil wrapped his fingers around the elastic waistband of Mickey's boxers, and slowly pulled them down. He leaned closer and wrapped his right hand around Mickey's thick erection. "You're so big.." He gasped before leaning forward and flicking his tongue against the tip. Mickey tangled his fingers in Emil's hair and began to whimper.

"E-Emil...quello mi piace molto.. C-Cazzo!" Mickey bit onto his hand as his breath became more labored. Emil looked up at him and slid half of his cock in his mouth. He began to bob his head faster to keep up with Mickey's moans. "M'attizzi. M'attizzi!"

Emil pulled Mickey's erection from his mouth and wrapped his fingers around the base. "Sounds like someone likes it.."

"That's an understatement. Emil.. ti voglio."

"What does that mean?" Emil grinned as he began to slowly run his hand up and down his boyfriend's cock.

"It means 'I want you.' Please. Take me."

"Okay. But first, why don't you undress me?"

"M-me? Alright." Mickey pulled Emil's shirt over his head and ran his hand down his chest. "Your skin is so soft."

"Thanks. I try to take care of myself."

"You do a great job at it." He ran his hand down to Emil's waistband and fumbled with the button and zipper before successfully removing his boyfriend's jeans. "You're huge!" Mickey gulped as he could see the outline of Emil's erection through his boxer briefs.

"Czech boys are normally blessed. Well, at least I am. I don't mean to brag."

"It's okay to in this situation. This.. this is going to hurt."

"I won't let it. Hold on." Emil stood up from the bed and walked over to his suit case. "I came prepared."

"Y-You came prepared?!"

"Yeah. I told you, Mickey, I've always had very strong feelings for you. I got these hoping that I could use them with you. I hope that isn't creepy." He pulled out a small box and brought it back to the bed. He opened it up and pulled out a golden wrapped condom and a bottle of lubricant.

"I-Its not. I just, I can't believe that you've always felt this way towards me."

"Of course. You're very handsome. You bring out the naughtiest fantasies in me."

"Emil.."

"Hmm?"

"I want to continue. Please." Mickey let out a shakey breath and laid back onto the bed. "I want you to love me."

"But I already do love you, Mickey.." Emil reached over and stroked his face.

"No. I mean that I want you to make love to me."

"Alright." Emil opened the wrapper and pulled the condom out. "These things aren't so bad." He slid it on and sat up on the bed. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes. Are you?"

"Of course." He kissed Mickey's jaw and opened the bottle of lube. "It might hurt at first, but I'll make sure to make it enjoyable for you."

"You've made it enjoyable so far. I almost came."

"Ah ah, not yet." Emil took Mickey's legs into his hands and lifted them up to position himself comfortably. He ran the head of his dick against Mickey's opening and heard him gasp.

"E-Emil.."

"I'll go slow." Emil slowly began to enter as Mickey inhaled sharply through his teeth. "Oh god.. Mickey.." He moaned softly as he fully entered. "Jsi tak těsný!"

"Si! Emil! Quello mi piace molto!" Mickey moaned loudly. Emil slid his right hand over Mickey's mouth and leaned forward next to his ear.

"That sounds really hot, but we don't want anyone to hear, do we?"

Mickey shook his head as Emil began to quicken the pace. He wrapped his arms around Emil's torso and pulled him closer. "Più duro! Più veloce!"

"Hmm what does that mean?" Emil sat up and held Mickey's legs up. He began to kiss his calves as Mickey began to speak with a shakey voice.

"I-It means harder.. and faster."

"You're so bad, Mickey. Alright. I feel like if I keep going, I'll cum soon!"

"Yes! Emil!" Mickey reached down and took his own cock in his hands. He began to pump his hand quickly as Emil quickened his pace.

"M-Mickey! Budu vás zasytí! Už jdu! Ahh! I'm coming!" Emil pulled out and ripped his condom off before showering his boyfriend in his seed. Mickey began to moan as he finished up with Emil.

"That.. Emil.."

"Hm?"

"That was incredible." Mickey pulled Emil next to him and wrapped his arms around his naked torso.

"It was." Emil blushed and kissed Mickey's forehead. "It felt better than I imagined. I'm sorry I didn't last long."

"Don't be sorry. Neither of us lasted that long because you're really good at what you do. I'm so happy you're mine. For more ways than one."

"Aw, Mickey. I'm glad you're mine, too." He took Mickey's right hand into his and intertwined their fingers. "Next time, you can show me what you got."

"That's a solid deal." Mickey pulled the blankets over both of them and caressed Emil's cheek. "We should get some sleep. Dmitri was talking about all of us driving to Rome for the day when him and I were at the store. I'd love to show you around. Maybe you and I could split off and do some romantic sight seeing."

"I'd love that."

"Good. Goodnight, Emil."

"Goodnight, Mickey. Sweet dreams."

"Today was such a long day. It was a good day, but I am exhausted."

"It was a good day. Sorry I didn't practice with you, I promise I will before we leave."

"It's okay, I wasn't upset. But, i will take you up on that offer again."

"Absolutely! So, are you excited to compete again? I mean, I know I probably asked you before, but tell me again."

"I mean, I guess I am." Serena brushed her hair out and tied it up in a braid before laying back onto her bed. "I'm not excited about the unwanted attention."

"There will always be that. People will always be jerks and there will always be players."

"It's not that. I'm not looking for fame or for cameras in my face. I just want to win so I can keep this place."

"I think I know how you feel."

"Thanks. It means a lot." Serena smiled weakly down at Sara. She flipped over on her stomach and looked up.

"Are you okay? You haven't been the same this time around."

"I'm sorry. You know I have a lot on my mind."

"I know you do. And I'm here, Serena. Everyone is. Mickey, Emil, Dmitri."

""What if I said that Dmitri is part of the problem?"

"Huh? What is he doing? Tell me and I will make sure to say something-"

"No no! You don't have to do that. He just makes me feel so small at times." Serena grabbed a heart shaped pillow from the floor and hugged onto it. "I feel suffocated. He's always around me. He's always there putting in his opinion on things. But, I'm not mad at him. I could never be mad at him. He doesn't understand how this is making me feel."

"Then you need to talk to him about it."

"I can't. Not before we begin to compete again."

"Serena, it isn't healthy for either one of you! Look, I understand where you are coming from. Mickey does the same things as far as always being near me and feeling suffocated, but Mickey wouldn't ever want me to feel bad about the things he has said."

"I know I need to. And I plan on it. But right now, I need him more than ever right now. I couldn't ever picture any moment without him by my side. I'm so scared I may push him away and then he won't support me."

"He'll support you, and you won't push him away. What exactly does he say to you?"

"Things like: 'You can't do it without me.' And junk like that. I want to feel confident about competing. I want to win gold and bring home enough money to take over this place. But, how can I do that if my own brother won't even believe in me?"

"He believes in you. We all do."

"If you say so." She sighed and covered her eyes. "I'm sorry, Sara. These past two days have been a total blur. I hope you aren't upset."

"I could never be upset at you! You're one of my greatest friends, and I know you've had it rough these past few days. I want you to know that none of us want to see your fail. We all want to see you bring home gold. Even me! And I'll be competing against you." She smiled and reached up to stroke her arm. "Just because we have twin brothers doesn't mean that we can't live our own lives. I know what you're going through. One day, you'll find a wonderful man who will marry you and bless you with a beautiful family. Just like the same thing will happen to me.

"Thank you, Sara. That means a lot. It really does." Serena yawned and reached over to turn the lamp off. "We should get to bed. Dmitri probably has something big planned for us tomorrow."

"Sounds good. Just try to relax. You're going to do great. Goodnight, Serena."

"Night Sara."

Notes:

My Czech is pretty rusty, so please do not judge ; U ; Special thanks to my best dude for helping me with Italian translations and such 3

Vaše kůže je tak nádherné : Your skin is so gorgeous.

jsi tak těsný: You're so tight

Budu vás zasytí! Už jdu!: I'm going to fill you up! I'm coming!

quello mi piace molto.. C-Cazzo!: I like that a lot... Fuck!

M'attzzi: You turn me on

Più duro! Più veloce! : Harder! Faster!