Dimitri POV
"Rose. Roza!" I yelled, shaking my beautiful angel. Color was draining from her face and her arm was gushing out rivers of blood. I felt the cold air and snow flakes bite into my coat, but I didn't care. All I cared about was Roza, I would give my life to save her. This little snow storm was nothing.
I gently pulled her out of her seat, holding her tight to my body. I found a few bandages in my bag that I brought, I thought that the Qualifier would leave Rose a little bloodied up anyways. I bandaged her arm the way I was taught a few years back, and stroked the hair out of her beautiful face.
I closed the car doors and walked straight ahead. I saw a hotel in the distance, it wasn't so far away, probably 20-30 minutes for me to walk. 15 if I hurried. And boy, was I going to hurry.
I ran with my Roza held tightly against me, pressing her against my searing hot skin. I never got cold, that was one of the strangest things about me. You could put me in a snow storm (like the one we're in now), and I won't even have goose bumps. I tried to make my body heat flood into her, I looked down as I ran across the thin crust of freshly fallen snow. Roza was slowly turning a pale blue, and her skin felt like a package of ice. Even I couldn't keep her warm enough.
"Come on Roza, you can make it," I murmured.
Suddenly, I felt the wave of emotion I was trying to hold back burst through my walls. If my Rozadiedthinking that I didn't love her, I couldn't live with myself. Sure, Tasha was a great friend, but I can't live without Roza in my life. Her existence was the only thing in my life that I looked fore-ward to every day.
I was approaching the hotel now, and pushed my legs faster. The only good thing about the cold was that Roza's blood might just freeze from the snow that was now turning into little bits of hail. I ran through them, not bothering to brush off the thing layer of ice that had accumulated on the back of my coat. I couldn't stop now, not when we were so close, not when she could die.
As soon as I burst through the elegant hotel doors, I felt the heat scorch at me. It felt pretty good to feel the ice start to melt and slip off my back. I rushed to the check in desk to find a surprised petite blonde woman.
"Can I help you?" She asked warily. I imagined that I looked pretty wet and mangled from the accident.
"Yes, I need a room with two bed and a fire place if available," I told her, shifting my weight from foot to foot, impatient.
She scrolled through the lists of rooms and shook her head. "I only have one room with one bed and a fire place, sorry."
I sighed, I wouldn't mind sleeping with my Roza, but it just didn't feel right that I should be taking advantage of the situation. But you're not, Rose would want you to, that voice inside my head nagged at me, almost smug.
"Alright, I'll take it," I mumbled.
I took out my credit card and charged it. I booked the room for about two to three nights, the storm looked pretty bad.
The woman handed me the key and I walked into the elevator pressing the 7th button and tried to make the elevator go faster. Rose needed medical attention right away, and she need to get warm before she got hypothermia. If only she would just wear warmer clothes, instead of the tank top and jeans and a light jacket. It was winter, for crying out loud! But don't forget that you like her that way, you like it when she's dressed like that, don't deny it. The voice was just as smug as before.
I ignored it this time, and walked up to me and Roza'sroom. 705. I opened the door withthe room key and looked in. It was pretty cozy withthefire burning and the bed. It all looked so elegant and clean. There was another room connected to it, the dinning room. The table was a dark brown shade and was pretty smooth. I set Roza on the bed, and began to go back for our things. I suspected that this might happen, but it was just a precaution. I took one last glance at my Roza and walked out the door, closing it gently behind me.
Rose POV
When I woke up, I was disoriented. I looked around the elegant room, and thought, where the hell am I? Where was Dimitri? I remembered him calling my name before, so where was he? I tried to prop myself up on my left arm but cried out in pain. I looked down and saw my arm was heavily bandaged, but I could see a bright red underneath the bandages. My head throbbed, and my arm felt like it was on fire.
Suddenly, I heard the door open and curled myself into a ball, shivering madly. I was freezing cold, my skin was a dull blue, and I felt like I had been dunked in ice.
"Rose, what happened?" I knew that voice, it was like velvet on my skin and that Russian accent laced along the words made me shiver in delight.
"C-cold, arm h-hurts," I stuttered, shivering twice as hard.
He was by my side in an instant, my Russian God. He pulled me close to him, and mumbled something in Russian. But his tone was soothing and I felt so relaxed after wards. He was so warm, his skin was red hot, and I suspected that he had a fever, but he looked alright.
"Roza, I'm so sorry, I should have kept better control of the wheel," He apologized, his voice sounded so regretful that my heart broke just hearing it.
"S'not your fault, Comrade, you didn't do it on purpose," I murmured into his chest. I breathed in that unique scent of his and felt a little better. When he was here, I felt a lot better.
I felt his arms wrapped tight around my body. They were both around my waist but came to rest on my stomach, and I gratefully cringed into him for warmth.
I felt his arms shift and he gently stretched my injured arm out. I winced slightly, but didn't protest.
"I have to change these bandages, this might sting a little, but it'll be ok," He told me as he peeled back on end, and slowly unwrapped the bandages.
I kept my jaw locked as to not show any pain, I wanted to be strong just like him. But once my eyes fluttered towards my arm and I couldn't stop gaping. It was covered in blood, the scratches weren't so deep, but they bled heavily.
He pulled out a new set of bandages from his bad and unwrapped them. He then put the soiled bandages on the table and started wrapping the new ones on my arm. This time I couldn't help but shake from the pain. When the cloth touched my skin it hurt a lot, I didn't want anything on it at all. When he was done, he looked into my eyes, his hands never leaving my hand.
I felt an electric current go through us, and shivered.
"I went to get our bags from the car, so you can change into something warmer," He finally said slowly.
I nodded, and knew that the moment was over. Why did he always have to be so mature with me? Why can't he be free and lose, just like he was with Tasha. Tasha. Boy did that name bring back memories. And they weren't happy ones either, but since I could have mistaken what they were, doing I decided to not think about it.
I found a sweater in my bag and pulled it over my head. It had a deep V-neck, which showed off my chest quite a bit. I caught Dimitri staring at my chest after I changed, but he quickly averted his eyes when he noticed that I noticed.
"So, what shoudl we do now?" I asked him, flopping on the bed beside him.
"I'm going to call Alberta and tell her what happened," He said stiffly.
He grabbed his phone and walked into the bathroom to make the call. God did he looklike a god, I noticed. He had a tight black sweater on and black jeans. His brown hair was lose, the way I liked it, and his after shave was mixed in with sweat and water. I was suprised that he never noticed the effect he had on me.
He walked back out, and i felt so tired that I didn't even notice. I started to take off my jeans and threw them on the floor, when I heard his voice.
"Rose! What are you doing?" He asked me, his face was filled with shock and something I couldn't quite put my finger on.
I yawned, "Going to bed, I'm so tired, you must be too."
He nodded, and eased up as he went into the bathroom to change. pulled off the sweater and the tank top to revewlmy black bra. I was so happy that I decided to match my lacy bra with my black lacy panties.
When he came out and saw me lying on the bed, staring out the window I swear I heard his jaw drop to the floor.
I turned around, and caught him staring.
"What? This is what I wear to bed," I said innocently.
He nodded and I did a double take. HOLY MOTHER FUCKER!!! He was shirtless! And oh hell, did he look like a god. His chest was bare, and beautiful. He had an 8 pack, and looked so god damn hot!
He slid under the covers and I did the same, shivering. He sighed, "Still cold, huh?"
I nodded, slightly embarrassed.
He put his arms around me and pulled me close to him. I felt my chest being pressed against his, and I smiled as I drifted off to sleep.
Dimitri POV
I heard the phone ring before i could get fully awake. I groaned, and realized that my arm was locked on something that wouldn't move. I looked down and saw that my arms were locked firmly around Roza's waist, and to my embarrassment, one of my hands were on her left breast. I rubbed at it absentmindedly, and then stopped my self, shocked. God dammit! Why couldn't I control myself around her?!
I sighed, unlocked my arms and reached for my phone.
"Belikov," I whispered.
"Dimka! God, I'm so happy your safe!" Tasha yelped.
"Yeah, well I wish I could say the same for Rose," I whispered, shifting my weight and lowering my voice as to not wake her.
"Oh my gosh, what happened?" Tasha asked, her voice was filled with worry.
"Her arm flew through the glass, and she could have gotten hypothermia a while ago if I was too late to bring her in," I sighed.
"Oh my, well when do you think you can come back to the Academy?" Tasha asked. "She need medical attention," Tasha added.
I sighed, looking out the water. It was still snowing heavily, I couldn't even see through teh window. I just saw a blanket of snow on the window sill.
"I don't know, it's still a snow storm here," I told her, my eyes traveling to Roza's beautiful face.
"Aw, but I miss you Dimka, and the night we spent," She whispered seductively.
"Before we were interrupted," I added, feeling the guilt coarse through me again.
"Yeah, she looked shocked, I wouldn't blame her. If you saw her and some guy having sex, you would be pretty shocked too, right?" She asked, laughing.
I shuddered at the memory. I remembered finding Rose and Jesse in the empty lounge. God, I wanted to rip his throat out. Hell, if I found any guy with Rose like that ever again, I will.
"Yeah," was all I said.
"Look, I'll get back home as soon as I can," I continued.
"Great, I'm looking fore-ward to seeing you again, after all, I have a question to ask you," Tasha said, and hung up.
I hung up as well, feeling like I was cheating on her with Rose. I knew that I could never love Tasha, because I was head over heels for Roza. My Roza. I would do anything for her, and I knew that she would do the same thing for me.
I wrapped my arms around her again just as she turned to face me, putting her face into my chest. I felt so happy where we touched, and I felt lust fly into me, just like the night of the lust charm, only this time it wasn't a charm. It was real love and passion.
"I love you, Roza," I told her.
"I love you too Dimitri, so much," I heard her mumble into my chest.
I puleed apart a little to bend down and kiss her. I felt her kiss me back, and her hands stradled my chest, while mine wound their way into her hair. I felt her hand slide down to the middle of my boxers, where my dick was. I felt her rub it while we kissed. I smiled and put my hands on the edges of her bra, sliding on her breasts, rubbing it softly. Her skin was so soft and smooth, perfect.
Suddenly, I realized what we were doing, and pulled away. I got out of bed, and walked into the bathrrom, turning around to see her brown eyes fill with agonizing pain and lost. It was almost enough to pull me back. Almost, but I was able to turn away, leaving her lying on the bed, sad and torn. I felt so torn, between going back to Rose and doing my duty. I chose my duty.