Okay so I know I have been gone and you all are probably really mad at me but through it all I still got reviews asking when I would update and to please continue. As you may know if I answered your review, I have been having laptop trouble. I got it fixed and then it crashed and then my grandpa couldn't fix it so he bought me a new one (same model) but then that crashed and he fixed it so now I am back to work with the knowledge that I will never buy a Toshiba computer again. Lame I know but I promise to try and update more as long as you guys stay true and keep reviewing. Okay enough from me, on to the story.

RECAP:

"I have no idea what you just said." I interrupted his rambling. This made him madder but Oksana interrupted us both.

"Why don't you both come in for a second?" I turned and saw Lindsay and Allyson staring wide eyed at him. I felt something inside me stir. I told myself it was embarrassment but it felt oddly like… jealousy. But why?

…

Dimitri looked up like he just noticed Oksana for the first time. And maybe he had, but I still found it hard to believe he was so worried about me, the smart ass foster child forced into his life without his say. Dimitri's whole domineer changed in a second flat. He went from pissed off but relieved to grateful and respectful.

"Thank you." He said politely like the good boy he was. "I would like to meet the people who helped out Rosemarie." I groaned outwardly at the use of my full name. Dimitri just shot me a look that said 'shut up, your already in a boat load of trouble.'

Following Oksana into the house I felt the weird sense of jealousy was over me again as Allyson and Lindsay stood on either side of him smiling up at him. He just gave them polite smiles as he took a seat on the coach. They stayed by his side.

Mark finally dragged Paul away from the motorcycle and entered the house. Paul was still bouncing with excitement. Finally it all got to him and he practically threw himself into Dimitri's lap asking him a bunch of questions.

"Dimitri, that is your name right? Are you a ninja? My friend Jake says that ninja's ride motorcycles and have an accent when they talk. You have a funny way of talking so that must be your accent, right? What language where you speaking before? How did you learn it? Where are you from? Are you going to teach me to use a sword?"

"Paul!" Oksana snapped as she reached for him. "I'm sorry he's usually not like this." She sounded apologetic for her sons behavior. Paul wrapped his arms around Dimitri's neck and refused to let go.

Dimitri gave a completely at ease laugh that startled me. I hadn't hear him truly laugh yet, but I decided I wanted to hear it more often, and not the bitter sarcastic laugh he uses on me.

"It's fine I don't mind." he even smiled! "Yes, my name is Dimitri," he said now talking to Paul who once he had realized his mother wasn't going to drag him away had released his death grip on Dimitri, "and I'm sorry to disappoint you but I'm not a ninja." Another smile so sweet and angelic I almost couldn't blame Lindsay and Allyson for leaning closer to him. I said almost.

"I do have an accent, but ninja's are from Japan, while I'm from Russia." I saw him get a far away look in his eyes and realized for the first time how much he must miss his home and even his sisters. But as fast as it appeared it was gone. "But as for teaching you to use a sword I can do better." I almost laughed at the look of pure worship on Paul's face. "I teach martial arts just a crossed town and if your parents will let you I will give you a months worth of lessons free for helping Rosemarie."

Paul immediately jumped up and wrapped his arms around his mothers legs while giving this wide eyed innocent look to his dad. "please mommy, please daddy." he used the full force of his sweet little kid voice.

"Oh!" Oksana exclaimed, "I don't know Paul…" she began.

"Please!" Paul dragged out the word so it sounded more like "pleeeeeeeaaaaaase!" he even managed to sound close to tears. Actually I swear I saw water glistening in his eyes. Boy, the kid knew how to act! Oksana caved. But with all due credit, she lasted longer than I would have.

"Well… okay."

Paul jumped around the room with a smile on his face which caused all of us to smile in return, minus Lindsay and Allyson who were sulking at the fact Dimitri wasn't giving them all the attention. This made my smile widen.

No! Bad Rose! Stop these insane feelings right this instant! I chastened myself.

Dmitri looked at his watch, realizing the time we then said our good-byes as Dimitri reminded me we, yet again, had school tomorrow. Thank God it would be Friday.

The ride home was in silence, mainly because it was hard to have a conversation with wind wiping past you at sixty miles per hour (I know most of the world uses kilometers or whatever now but here in the states we use miles so I will just let anybody who is not familiar with this form of measurement know, that is really fast). As we arrived home Dimitri stormed inside without even looking at me. I guess the ride home had given him time to get over the happy feelings from Paul and go back to his anger at me. As I walked inside I gently took a seat at the island style counter in the middle of the kitchen and waited for Dimitri to yell.

"Rosemarie what on earth were you thinking." He asked in a cold steady voice that was almost worse than yelling. "Not only did you Skip school but you ran a crossed town . Imagine what those people must think of my mother now, Imagine what they must think of me!" Anger was rising in his voice but he never yelled. His words made me flinch inside. He and his mother had been so nice to me, and I repay them by making them look bad. But I didn't let this show, with all my years in out of foster homes, after finding my true mother only to have her tell me she never wanted a child, it became reflex to give a smart ass comment when things started to hurt that way my true feelings never came threw. I didn't disappoint this time.

"Sorry I hurt your big bad male pride comrade." I snapped getting up from my stool and walking towards the stairs ready to get in my bed and put this day behind me. But obviously Dimitri wasn't ready to drop it. He reached out to grab my arm and spin me around to face him.

"Despite your contrary beliefs, I do not speak just to hear myself talk." He snapped.

Anger built inside me to the point where I finally snapped. Jabbing a finger at him I yelled. "Don't pretend to care about me when we both know its just an act! I'm just some foster kid forced into your life and the only reason you even care about what I do is because your mom made you look after me. So stop with the act!" I poked his chest with my last words hoping to drive home the point.

Faster than I thought possible Dimitri grabbed my hand and pinned me to the wall. A rush of emotions swirled threw me at his proximity. He leaned closer completely in my personal space but I didn't mind. The smell of his crisp clean after shave almost made me sigh in pleasure.

"Do not tell me what I am feeling." He whispered voice husky with yet another emotion I was not use to seeing on him. For half a heart beat I thought he was going to kiss me, I even leaned forward a bit and let my mouth loosen in preparation for it. But before I could blink the moment was over and Dimitri was headed up the stairs to his room. As he climbed the stairs he didn't look back. Not even when he told me to get to bed because we had school tomorrow.

I let my back slide down the wall. My arms rested on my bent knees as I tilted my head up to look at the ceiling. Today really would have been easier if I had just slept in.

Okay guys and galls what did you think of my grand return J I hope you know I went threw hell to finish this. I stayed up way later than I am allowed to on a school night and faced being grounded (but then again I do that every night to text my boyfriend) I also had to explain fan fiction to my football player boyfriend who laugh but oh well its all for you guys :D

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Lena R.