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'When I meet this girl, I'm going to give her a medal, a shiny medal. No, a gold, shiny medal… with diamonds…' I heard him mutter. Grinning, I settled back onto the couch and sighed,

'This was a fun day…' I laughed.

The next day, I awoke at the sound of my telephone ringing loudly. I groaned and rolled over, falling of off the bed. I lifted my hand and ran it across my dressing table, trying to grab the ringing phone, but someone beat me to it.

'Hello?' I looked up at Dimitri's tall frame; he was glancing down at me in disgust. I grinned and lay on the floor trying to recapture some precious sleep.

'Adrian? Me? No, not unless I materialised into a moron overnight…' I heard him laugh, 'I'm his flatmate…' there was a pause, 'He's right here… lying on the floor… did you want to speak to him? Mhmm… yeah sure… I'll just pass you over'

I opened my eyes and squinted up at him. He crouched down and covered the receiver with his hand,

'Adrian, for Christ's sake, will you put some pants on?' he rolled his eyes and I muttered some sort of intelligible comeback, standing and yanking on my jeans, whilst he stood with his back to me. I walked over to him and held out my hand for the phone. He raised an eyebrow at my lack of a shirt, but handed me the phone anyway, leaving the room.

'Heya?' I said , uncertainly, waiting for a familiar voice to fill the silence.

'Hey… it's Rose…' a sweet, musical voice spoke up and I grinned,

'Rose! I thought you wouldn't call…' I exclaimed and she laughed softly, a beautiful, sweet sound which filled my heart with an unrecognisable fluttering feeling. Was this what love felt like?

'I wanted to… you seem like a really nice guy…'

'Thank you… was there a reason you called?'

'I was wondering if you'd like to meet me for dinner tonight… I mean, I wouldn't usually ask… but I'm free today and it doesn't happen often and I-' she stopped and laughed, 'Sorry, I babble… a lot'

'Aw no problem, me too' I assured her, 'I'm good for tonight. How's half seven at Benny's? I like it a lot there…' I felt the familiar warmth on my cheeks, warning me of a blush.

'Benny's sounds awesome… I'll see you tonight…' she hung up after blowing me a kiss through the phone; I felt the return of the blush. She probably does that to everyone she talks to, my subconscious warned me. I shrugged, pressing the end call button and resting the receiver on the side.

'Dinner date, already, huh?' Dimitri's accent rang through my ears and I turned around,

'As if it's any of your business'

'Maybe it is… in fact, if my ears do not deceive me, I swear I heard you say Benny's… maybe I should drop in on you…' he raised an eyebrow and I widened my eyes,

'Aw don't… please? You'll be all boring and I'll have to endure your story about how you supposedly taught Husain Bolt how to run 'properly'' Dimitri folded his arms and walked out. Sufficiently happy, I dressed fully and got to work, completing all my filing.

****FNSG****

Around six-ish, I'd laid out on the couch and fallen asleep, gripping a once-cold, now disgustingly-warm can of lager. I'd, of course, known that our date was in less than two hours, but as I slept generally in short bursts of time, I wasn't too worried about waking up late. I nursed the can but the dark, murky depths of sleep pulled me in and within minutes I was gone.

And that was pretty much my downfall from then on. Waking up at eight o'clock, I lazily looked around, yawning. My eyes fell on Dimitri sitting in the corner, staring at me with amusement,

'You're late' he said simply.

'Damnit!' I cursed, springing to my feet and running around, grabbing spare clothes. I changed quickly into jeans and a grey t-shirt that looked vaguely like a designer brand. Pulling on shoes, I grabbed my wallet and waved at Dimitri, who was still sat in that seat. I briefly contemplated whether or not his ass was glued to the material of the chair, but thinking of how OCD Dimitri was on order, probably not.

I spotted Rose sitting at a table, looking radiant in what seemed to be a sleeveless red dress. Her hair was caught in a bun positioned at the top of his head and her skin was as flawless as when we first met. I smiled and paused, taking her in, before seeing her scowl.

Oh yeah, I was meant to be apologetic about being late.

I ran in and squeezed past the usual patrons, many of whom were stoned out of their mind. I frowned, maybe not the best date spot for a beautiful woman like Rose. I eased into the seat opposite my date and she exhaled loudly. There were several heavy, tension filled moments of silence before she put a hand on the table,

'If I had a watch on, I'd be tapping it right about now-ish…' she said, face stoic. I nodded, sheepish,

'Sorry, Rose… I had some urgent business to attend to…'

'Adrian.'

'My boss sent me this pile of paperwork that I swear was taller than my apartment…'

'Adrian.'

'You know how people exaggerate about things, but it was definitely bigger than my bedroom…'

'Adrian.'

'Well okay, maybe the height of a computer…'

'Adrian!' I looked up and fell silent.

'Sorry…' I murmured. She glared and called a waiter over,

'Call me a taxi please…' she requested and I called out,

'No!' I grabbed the waiter's sleeve, 'Don't leave; I'm really sorry for being late, can you forgive me? I really want a chance, Rose…' I smiled my best smile and she sighed, irritated.

'Cancel that taxi order. I'll continue with my meal here. Ravioli and a glass of white wine please…' she murmured and he jotted the items down quickly, turning to me.

'Uh, the same please, but a Jack Daniels instead, please' he nodded and departed. I smiled at Rose and after a heavy glare, she smiled back. She laughed,

'You really are the limit… I don't get stood up for dates that I arrange, Adrian…' I grinned,

'Sorry, my sleep patterns are really erratic. Forgive me, dearest one' I laughed and kissed her hand. She whacked me gently against the cheek, but did it caringly.

And so the dinner continued: we ate, we drank, we socialised and we had a lot of fun. I told her about my parents and she told me that her father had run away when she was born because he was constantly on the run from the police. He was involved with many rich companies, earning money from them in partner ownership, but he also got money from drugs and gambling: the cheating kind of gambling. He was wanted in several states yet still avoided capture. Her mother was the bodyguard of a Norwegian princess and was never around, not even when Rose was a young child.

Rose didn't elaborate on her own profession and every time I approached that topic, she quickly changed the subject. I let her and instead spoke about Dimitri. She said she had a best friend too, the name of Lissa, whom she'd known since kindergarten.

It finally came to the end of our meal and I noticed we'd been talking for hours. I smiled, standing and passing Rose her coat.

'It's been great tonight… we should do it again' I said, quickly adding, 'I mean, I'll actually make an effort to be there on time…'

'That would be nice…' she murmured and looked up into my eyes. This is it, the little voice in my head spoke up, this is it! I leaned down and ever so gently brushed my lips to hers. She responded, pushing up against me and kissing back deeply. I smiled and pulled away,

'To another night?' she asked.

'To another night…' I replied and she walked out, a smile colouring her beautiful features. I returned to my seat and finished my drink slowly. I watched her wait for her friend, Lissa and I observed her getting in the car. I stared dreamily after it as it pulled away into the night.

It was only a familiar, yet annoying voice that brought me back to the present.

'Are you going to sit there looking like a moron all night?' Dimitri asked. He was sitting in the seat where Rose had just been, sipping slowly from a glass of water. I turned to him,

'Of course. What are you doing here?'

'You've been gone four hours, I thought she'd cornered you and given you roofies' I ignored him and stood up, leaving my empty glass and walking out into the cool night air. Dimitri followed and stood beside me, folding his arms.

'Did she turn up?'

'Yes'

'She actually waited around for you?'

'Yes'

'Interesting… what was her name again?'

'I didn't tell you last night. I think I'll keep leaving you in the dark' I replied and he rolled his eyes.

'Fine whatever. Come on, let's get back…' he gestured down the darkened path back to our apartment and I nodded, sighing.

'I bet it's a whole lot brighter where she is…' I muttered to myself,

'Aww bless, have you got withdrawal symptoms from your girlfriend?' Dimitri spoke up,

'Aw shut up…' I replied and Dimitri laughed, unlocking the front door and going inside.

****FNSG****

DPOV

I awoke in the morning and got ready for work, taking a brisk walk to the gym in the bright morning sun. I arrived on time as usual and signed in, getting straight to it.

'There's some guy who's been waiting on you for advice on his roundhouses… he's been here for three hours and hasn't stopped complaining, talk to him would you?' Lucy the receptionist called from behind me. I laughed and nodded,

'Sure, which room?'

'Not even a room! He's just pacing by the boxing ring…' she rolled her eyes and picked up the phone as it began to ring. I smiled and walked there, talking to the man who really was as impatient as Lucy had described. I listened to his complaining for what felt like another hour and then eventually got round to demonstrating a good roundhouse kick. He also asked me for a sparring session to test out his new skill, so I walked to the mats and pinned him in a four second fight.

After letting him win a few times, I shook his hand and assured him with a fake smile that he was welcome anytime. I was about to pass him off onto another instructor when something caught my eye. I looked up at the door as a figure walked in. A brown-haired young woman wandered innocently through the rows of flexing regulars and weightlifting newbies. I watched her with interest, muttering a few words of dismissal to Roundhouse Man and walking over to her,

'Hello Miss…' I smiled, 'You need any help there?' she looked up at me,

'Uh no, I'm fine thank you…' she walked past me and I caught her arm,

'But I've never seen you here before, surely you don't know where you're going… don't you need any help?' I hoped I didn't sound too needy. She laughed and pulled her hand out of my grip,

'I'm fine, I'm good at navigation' she smiled widely, showing off her pearly white teeth. I couldn't help but return the smile and let my still raised hand drop feebly. She walked on and I found my eyes wander down to her perfect figure, especially her well defined hips. A rush of heat ran through my body and I gasped quietly at the sensation. My legs gained a life of their own as I ran after her and caught her arm again. She sighed and turned around,

'Yes?' she said almost tirelessly.

'Sorry… I was just wondering, did you want to spar with me?' I smiled encouragingly and she paused before nodding,

'Sure, will you leave me alone then?' she said playfully and I nodded eagerly,

'Of course.' I led her up to the mat and crouched into a battle stance. She didn't bother, going straight into an attack. I held out my arms to catch her before she launched on me, but instead she leant down and her leg shot out, kicking my legs out from under me. I stumbled, losing my balance, but I recovered, trying to grab her, but she was so small and agile that she performed attack after attack on my lower body and I was unable to defend myself. It eventually took a particularly hard kick to my stomach to make me fall and admit defeat. She placed her hand on my heaving chest,

'Dead…' she smiled and I looked up into her eyes. She was barely sweating and i was astounded,

'Where did you learn that?' I whispered hoarsely,

'Self taught…' she smiled triumphantly. I laughed softly and felt inclined to be a whole lot closer to her, but without clothes on. I pushed the thought out of my mind and eased myself out from under her hand.

'Nice one… come back again, will you? I'm here every morning till two o'clock…' I informed her and held out a hand for her to shake. She took it gently and smiled, raking a hand through her thick beautiful locks and moving on through the crowd who had gathered to watch the best fighter in the gym get taken down by a girl. A pretty girl. A tiny, pretty girl.

I shook out my hair, tying it back into its ponytail and getting back to work.

Later, I went home to find Adrian asleep sprawled on the couch. I poked him and threw one of his discarded shoes at him. He groaned,

'Go away, Belikov…' he muttered and I laughed,

'Get up, get up, Ivashkov!' he groggily opened his eyes and I pushed him into a seat at the dining table for dinner. We ate in peaceful silence until I spoke up,

'I met a girl today…'

'Thrilling'

'No, really it was… she was beautiful. She's an awesome fighter too… she took me down in like a minute… she's a tiny little thing too…'

'Everything's tiny to you'

'No I mean, like five foot'

'Jesus…'

'Exactly. I mean, she just walked in and I was like, oh hello, so I went over and pestered her- '

'Such an expert at charming'

'Shut up,' I rolled my eyes, 'I went over and talked to her till she let me spar with her and when I did… well… like I said, she took me down…'

'You should get her name'

'I know, I will'

'Good… then you can give it to me and I can go take her for dinner' he winked and I rolled my eyes again,

'You already have a girlfriend, Adrian'

'I could have more…'

'That's not fair' I replied and finished my food, washing the plate and putting it back in the cupboard.

'I'm turning in early tonight, Adrian, see you tomorrow…' I smiled and went upstairs, collapsing on my bed out of exhaustion from my early start and my surprisingly achy defeat. Sleep's murky depths enveloped me and I fell into a deep unconsciousness.

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