A/N: OME! Here is chapter 2 i finally finished! i will have chapter 3 done tonight! and hopefully chapter four by tonight or tomorrow.

All characters belong to Richelle Mead and Stephenie Meyer.

Chapter 2: The Engagement

Dimitri POV:

I took out my phone to call Bella or Iza as I like to call her because Isabella was her real name. And in Russia we say Iza as Isabella. She gets angry at me sometimes when I accidentally call her Isabella.

She picked up the phone on the third ring.

"Hello?"

"Hurry up, Iz, were gonna be late." I told her. We had to go to a dinner-date in a restaurant in Missoula. I didn't care if it was an hour away from the Academy. St. Vladimir's Vampire Academy. If it was far, it didn't matter, just as long as I spent the time with my Iza.

"Ok, ok, ok. I'm almost ready; I just have to do my make-up."

"Alright…" I said with exasperation. "I'm almost there; five minutes tops." I said. My Russian accent was as heavy as it was when I was home in Moscow. She had always liked it. I couldn't be mad at her running late. Even when she was shy, an occasional bitch and as stubborn as ever, I still loved her. She always says I bring out the life in her.

"Okay, love you." I smiled.

"I love you too, Iza." I said then hung up.

I looked outside. It was the beginning of a new day even if it was dark outside. Humans lived a different lives from us Vampires and Dhampirs. Humans we awake during the day and we were awake during the night. I and Bella decided to spend our 'morning' in the human world and pretend were having dinner at night. It was 8:00 p.m. on a sunday night and I had to leave to pick up Bella from her dorm. I made sure and got her 'present' before I left.

My cabin was about six meters from the Academy in the forest, but just enough inside the Academy's wards. Wards were like barriers or protection that kept us from the Volturi and Strigoi. The Volturi were an ancient vampire coven that brings death and destruction to any vampire coven in the world. The Strigoi were undead-dead vampires who have died when a vampire but reborn by the Volturi.

I and several other guardians have trained the Dhampirs and some full vamps, which are sometimes called Moroi, to fight and use stakes against the Volturi and the Strigoi and become guardians themselves when they turn eighteen. Some Dhampirs chose to live a normal life at the Academy and get a 'normal', or human, education. I have been training Bella since her freshman year but she still chooses to live human. I starting dating Bella in her sophomore year and never told anyone. That is sad…

I was all dressed and ready to meet Bella. I was wearing a navy button up shirt with a black tie. I loved my favorite boots, that when Bella sees me with, she calls me a cowboy. I just love western theme things. Jeez, give me a break. And I also put on black slacks. I threw on my black leather jacket to finish it off. I wanted to leave my shoulder length hair free, but I decided not to the last minute. I tied it in a rubber band at the nape of my neck.

I left and I reached her dorm in record time.

I knocked on her door and she opened it when I finished the second one. Damn, she was fast. And Damn, she looked… decent. You know what? Screw Mr. Nice Guy. She looked sexy with a capital 'S'. She was wearing an emerald, strapless dress with black, glittery lace along the bottom and at the sides. Her brown, long hair was curled and up in a light bun that left strands of hair falling just the way I liked it. I could possibly have a fetish for long hair; or just hers, I thought. She looked as sexy as she ever could. She was also wearing emerald heels with diamonds along the straps. Her hands were holding the hem of the dress but she let go of it when she looked at me.

"Iza…" I said before stopping myself. "You look…" I struggled for a word. "Wonderful." That was a nice start.

"And you look handsome, my dear Dhampir Prince." She replied. I let out a chuckle. She always calls me this. It was second to calling me her Badass God.

"Thank you, my Dhampir Princess." I said as I held out my hand to her. She took my hand and turned around to close and lock her door.

We walked out of the building and she took a sidelong glance at me.

"So what's new in the guardian world?" she asked me when we were about fifty feet from my car.

"Same old, same old," I replied. "Just kicking ass on a daily basis. Teaching those kids how to fight against the big bad Volturi," I teased.

"That's my Badass God!" There's that name. "You must me tired after the training I am sure they beat you at."

"I don't lose, I am a winner." I teased her again. "Plus, I train you most of the time; you know they can't beat me."

"Point taken." she said simply. She was letting go of the subject too quickly so I said something else.

"And I may be tired, but not as tired when I'm with you." I took a side glance at her.

She stopped and pulled me closer to her.

"I love you," She said to me.

"I love you too, my Iza." She gave me a kiss, but it was very light. She was teasing me. I groaned. She pecked me one more time as I tried to get closer to deepen the kiss, and she pulled back again. She did it one more time but I put one hand in her hair and the other on the middle of her back and pulled her closer. I gave her one of the best kisses I had ever given her. It started very gentle, but then it deepened and became wild, passionate and filled with eagerness.

She slid her hands from my waist and pulled me closer to her. We were already as close as can be but it didn't feel close enough with her.

We both eventually pulled apart, from what we felt were ages we were kissing, for breath.

"Wow, that was some kiss," she said, gasping.

"Yeah it was. We better get going before were late." I said, but I didn't want to go to dinner right now. I wanted to take her to my cabin. Shame on me…

"Or…" She said in a seductive voice that almost made me fall to my knees. "We could stay here." She nodded to her dorm three floors over us. She then looked into my eyes and pulled me closer to her.

I smiled clearly fighting with myself, "As tempting as that may be, I'm actually very hungry." My stomach growled as if to demonstrate the point I was trying to make. We both laughed.

"Ok," she said as I took her hand as I led her to my car once again.

When we finally got to Missoula, we pulled in to a parking area and got out of the car. We were at a restaurant named: Cena per La Mia Bella. Which meant: Dinner for My Bella. I learned what it meant when I made reservations. It seemed ridiculous that I was Russian and taking her to an Italian restaurant when you thought about it.

"'Dinner for My Bella.'" She said out loud, with tears in her eyes.

"You like it?" I asked as I put my arm around her waist.

"I like it." She said.

"Wait, 'till you see inside. You should try the Champagne, it's amazing." I replied.

I led her inside as I left her ten feet behind me to talk to one of my best friends from Russia that was working here. I started speaking to him in Russian so Bella would have no idea what I was saying to him. What I was asking him was if he could do me a favor. I slipped him Bella's present and told him to wait for my signal. And he would put it to the bottom of her drink.

When we were finished speaking I took her by her elbow and led her around the restaurant to the back where I had a special room set up for the night. When we stopped at the wooden door, I turned to look at her.

"Close your eyes." I said to her. She did as told, and the door squeaked as I pushed it open. I led her forward with my arm around her waist and Clair De Lune by Debussy was playing softly in the background. I just knew it was her favorite song.

"Open your eyes." I whispered in her ear in a seductive tone that almost had her knees buckling from under her.

She opened them, and she let loose the tears she was fighting against outside.

"Dimitri... you shouldn't have."

"I should have, you're that special to me. you like it?" I told her in her ear again.

"I love it. This is…" I could tell she was speechless. "This is perfect."She looked at me. "You're perfect." I kissed her, and she kissed me with much force as we did when we were at the Academy. she pulled away and looked into my eyes again. "You are so perfect; I'm so grateful and lucky to have someone like you." I didn't know what to say, so I stated the obvious.

"As I to you. I love you Isabella." I said and kissed her again.

"For the bajillionth time, it's either: Bella, Izzy, Iz or that special name you give me." She said obviously teasing me.

"Iza…?" I asked kidding around with her.

"Yep… But you know what? Don't worry about it. You can call me anything you want. After what you're doing for me right now, I don't care."

I let go of her and pulled her towards the table.

We sat down and talked about the Academy, TV, and our favorite movies, on and on and on. When we were finished with the salad, the main course was delivered by my friend who's name, by the way, was Javier. She had sautéed mushrooms and spaghetti and meat sauce with garlic bread. So did I.

Most of the time we were feeding each other or eating the same noodle just to kiss at the end of it. Then Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven started playing.

When the desert came, she had New York Style cheesecake with strawberries and I had a piece of chocolate cake with strawberries. Then River Flows in You by Yiruma started playing.

As we finished our desert, Javier came back to take our plates.

"Would you like more red wine?" He asked her.

"No thank you, I'll take the Champagne if you have any." He nodded with a smirk and looked at me.

"And you, sir?"

"I'll have the same, thank you."I said with a smile on my face. And I winked at him. It was the simple gesture to tell him to put her 'present' at the bottom of her Champagne. And he nodded at that. She stared at the waiter up until he left the room. Then she turned on me.

"What the hell was that?" she asked me with amusement in her tone. Damn, she was so freaking observant at times!

"It's nothing, just a private joke." I replied.

She scoffed at that and I quickly changed the subject.

"There's something I've wanted to tell you."

"And what might that be?" she asked with that sexy voice of hers.

"I know we've been dating for almost three years now. And I think that we should finally perk up the courage to tell. We've been hiding for a long time and I think we should finally come out. I mean really come out. No more chickening out. Just the truth." She looked at me like I was telling we should get a house together. Hey, that's a good idea… "I'm prepared to face the wrath of your father, Charlie, Mr. Molina who I know you're the teacher's pet of, Ms. Kirova and Alberta. And I'm prepared…" I trailed off just I time for Javier to give us our drinks. He left very fast after that.

She stared at her glass for a while then at mine then hers again. She realized hers was fizzing more than mine. When it stopped, she gasped when she saw the ring and looked at me.

Here it goes…

"I'm prepared to make you my wife."

Her eyes seemed to scream, 'Holy Shit!'

She blinked a few times just to clear her head to fully take in what I just told her.

"Dimitri…" she let loose her tears and I quickly went to her, kneeling down.

"Don't cry. It's just… I love you so much, Iza. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, but I can't do that unless you say yes. I want to wake up in the morning with you next to me. You would be all tangled up my sheets lying against my chest just listening to my heart beat. I want to see you walking around in my room wearing my T-shirts. I just want to see you happy with me, with someone you love. I want to stay by your side when you're sick, or when you eventually have my babies…" she exhaled sharply and sniffled at that. "I just want to be with you always."

She took my hands and looked down at me, straight into my eyes.

"God, Dimitri, this is hard."

"In what way?"

"See… I've never been 'that girl'." She said.

"What do you mean?"

"The kind of girl that gets married straight out of high school. But… it's different with you. It's like you see right through me. You see past the stubbornness, the bitchiness, and the anger that I sometimes have. And you bring out the best in me. You teach and guide me to succeed in life."

"But…" I prompted her.

She looked at me with wide eyes.

"There is not 'but' when it comes to you and I. I would be proud to be your wife."

"Then why is it so hard for you?"

"Like I said, I'm not that girl. I don't know how to be a wife. I'm just afraid I'll make you unhappy…" she trailed off and she let more tears fall.

"No, Iza…" I said as I stood slightly. I wiped her tears off with my thumbs as I put both my hands to frame her face. "You can never ever make me unhappy." I kissed her right then. Couldn't this girl… no, no, no… woman see how much I loved her? She wrapped her arms around my waist and pulled me closer. And, boy, it was some kiss. It was one that let loose what we were feeling. Love, passion, lust, angry, and determination.

When we pulled back, we were both dizzier than ever, gasping for breath.

"So what will it be?" I asked her.

She bit her bottom lip, clearly in thought. "Yes." She eventually said. Tears filled her eyes again.

"Yes?" I asked her with tears filling my eyes and happiness filling my voice.

"Yes!" she shouted. And then she hugged me.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure. I, Isabella Marie Swan, soon to be Isabella Marie Belikov, promises to marry you, keep you safe, and love you as best as I can." She said seriously with a teasing voice.

"And I, Dimitri Belikov intend to make you Isabella Marie Belikov, and do the same." She blushed when I said it. Damn, she looked sexy.

I fished out the ring with a fork and dried it off with the napkin. I took her left hand and I gently slid the ring on her ring finger. It looked perfect on her. It was a gold band with a sapphire cut diamond. She let out some more tears and kissed me.

"Let's say we get out of here?" I asked with my accent flowing like a river. She giggled and then nodded. I lifted her up bridal-style while she laughed and carried her to the car. I was so happy she was going to be mine… always. I just wanted to take her to my cabin and make love to her. But that, I couldn't do. Not until after the wedding. If there is one after we tell everyone tomorrow…

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