Disclaimer: The usual. You know the drill

A/N: Here is chapter 2! I'm planning on posting a chapter once a week once school starts again (one more day of freedom…). The song is the same, sadly.

Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Flying high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You're beautiful, You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw your face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

Your Beautiful by James Blunt

A/N: at the beginning of each chapter, there will be a little bit of what happened last chapter in Daine's POV, but it won't be anywhere near as descriptive as Numair's because, well, you already know what happened. This one will be longer than the others because I need to put in a little background…

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Daine's POV

Daine was late for the bus, again. She worked for Onua Chamtong as a stable hand and helped Onua with her lessons at the Diamond H Barn across town, so, after feeding the horses, she had to ride the bus back across town, change so she didn't greet her new professors smelling like a horse, and run back to the bus stop to get the bus to midtown New Sagaya's to, then, change buses to get to the university. Every morning, same routine. And, to make matters worse, she must have dropped one of her bus tokens on the way. Great way to start the new year, right? She had ridden this bus for over 3 months and knew the bus driver, but no, he wouldn't let her pay him later. The only money she had on her was just enough for something at the Wendy's down the street from UAA for lunch.

Then this guy comes up, pays the driver and then grabs her hand and pulls her to the back of the bus. His hands were giant compared to hers, soft, but strong. And he was handsome! But that wasn't an excuse to embarrassing her. She didn't need his help. She started a new life, and she needed no one. She, angrily, muttered at him. And how did he reply? He called her sweet. Yes, sweet. She didn't even know the man, and here he was calling her sweet. Then he made some lame excuse about not knowing her name and, yet again called her sweet. "It's Veralidaine, but just call me Daine," she said hoping this would shut him up for a while. She really was in no mood to talk to anybody right now. Zach, one of the horses at the barn, died yesterday from a heart attack. But no, he couldn't be quiet, he said his name was Numair, and called himself a knight in shining armor a bowed as well as he could in the little space provided in the seat. She finally looked at him and, man was he hot. Like the tall and handsome sort. REALLY tall and handsome. He was around 6'5", and had raven black hair pulled back in a horsetail. Numair's dark brown, sensitive eyes were dancing mischievously. He was extremely well muscled, not the type that bulged overly, but he was by no means weak looking. Numair was obviously a man that could have any girl he picked.

She teased him, deciding to have fun. It wasn't like she was ever going to see him again. And he teased right back, mentioning how he was usually "growling at those gorgeous women" who would beg to sit next to him. And that hit home. Daine mumbled something about how the gorgeous women thing was an exaggeration. She knew it wasn't likely, but she kind of wanted to be the only one he had sat on the bus and flirted with. 'Wait Daine' said that annoying little voice in her head. 'You have a boyfriend who loves you. You shouldn't be flirting with another man.' But, by then, she had grown to like Numair. Not like she liked her boyfriend, but more of like the guy friend that you have that tells you the boyfriend that dumped you doesn't deserve you. That kind of like. He must have seen how it hurt her because he pointed at an old woman riding in front of them saying that any gorgeous woman like that would be begging for him to help her. That got her laughing. She said he should have higher standards, maybe within 20 years of his age. She would have said 10, but a little part of her brain wanted to make sure she would be included in the age range of acceptable women.

The last thing he said before the seat went quiet, she would never forget. After she mentioned that it was doubtful that he had problems with women, he said, "The same can be said with you…" The bus pulled to a stop and that is when she remembered that her boyfriend was going to meet her where she changed buses so they could walk into school together. Numair asked where she worked and she replied, distractedly, that she was a student. After finding her boyfriend in the small crowd waiting to get into the bus, she turned to him and told him she hoped to see him again. Then she ran into her blond haired boyfriend's arms. He whispered into her ear, "I love you, Daine."

"I love you too, Perin."

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(Still Daine's POV)

Daine and Perin stepped onto the bus and worked their way to the back to find an empty seat. They managed to find one across from Numair's. Daine sent him a small smile, which he returned, though almost bitterly. But Daine couldn't think about what it had meant for long, because Perin's kisses on her neck started to distract her. She pulled her neck away from him and turned around to face him. She opened her mouth to speak, but before she could Perin started.

"Daine, who is this Farant I heard about?" Daine put a finger to his lips to quiet him.

"He is one of my boss's students and it's not my fault he flirted with me." When she saw him start to speak again, she said, "And, as surprising as this may be to you, I love you and I'm not just going to leave you for the next guy I see."

"But how can you be so sure?" Perin asked after Daine finally let him talk. Daine just smiled at Perin, then got up and walked over to where Numair was sitting…

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Numair's POV

Numair was in a daze. He felt kind of bad smiling so stingily to her. It's not her fault that he was hoping she had no boyfriend. It wasn't until he heard someone sit down next to him that he broke free from his thought only to find the girl he was thinking about sitting next to him.

"Who is he?" he tried to ask without sounding jealous.

"Perin. We've been together for close to 3 months now. But he still thinks I'm going to leave him for some random guy on the street," frustration clearly in her voice. Now Numair was confused.

"I'm failing to see how I am helping in this situation," he said, braving a glance at Perin, who was red with suppressed anger. Daine, seeing what he was looking at only chickled slightly.

"I am trying to prove that I am not going to leave him even for someone as handsome as you," which made Numair blush slightly. "And that when I talk to a guy, I am not planning on suddenly leaving him to date this new guy."

"I would be just as worried as him if I was dating you," Numair said honestly.

"Thanks," Daine replied blushing. "I think it's because it took me a month for me to trust him enough for him to know where I live. Too many things have happened for me to trust guys easily…that is really strange. I usually don't tell people that, let alone guys. I haven't even told Perin that. He is going to be so mad if he…" Daine was cut off when Numair's hand silenced her mouth.

"Don't worry, it will be our little secret," he said, eyes filled with mischief, but also understanding.

Daine sighed and got up. "I guess I have tortured him enough. Hope to see you again," and, with that, she reached down and kissed him on the cheek, blushed, and then turned and walked back to Perin, who turned even more red, if that is possible, when he saw Daine kiss Numair, even if it was just on the cheek. Numair, smiling, turned back to look out the window, waiting for the bus to stop at the university.

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another chapter done, though I really thought that they would finally be at the university by now…

I don't really think of Numair as the bulky muscle, you know, the ones with the "vein"...he fills the shirt, but doesn't make it bulge...

'ducks rotten tomato' Sorry! I know, it's Perin! But don't worry, I promise it is DN. I am still thinking of all the things he could do to make Daine leave him, though I think I got an idea (though your ideas are more than helpful. Seriously, any ideas would help shape this story.). R&R would be appreciated immensely! and sorry for the length, I thought it would be longer, but I wouldn't be able to post it for a while...