Sorry I've been at school with loads of homework and a girl needs her sleep! Well you know the drill, I don't own anything but the plot, and Dimitri isn't strigoi but the cabin thing happened, movin' on

D.P.O.V.

I walked in with Tasha, The kiss I had placed on her cheek burned on my lips but not in a good way, I felt as if I had kissed a catfish. It was an unpleasant arrangement, but I could not put my title at stake. If it was found that I had been cruel to my charge, I would be stripped of my title and my stake would be revoked. I could not risk such a thing. I occasionally wrote to Rose, she responded once in a blue moon, but when she did I never took it for granted. Something was different about her letters, there was humor, oh yes, but there was something else. There was a hidden sorrow, I couldn't place it but it was obvious she was trying hard to hide it, and to most it would have worked.

I stood by the window watching the students make their way to their dorms for a rest period. I watched as I saw old students pass by. The princess and Mr. Ozera walked hand in hand, speaking in what seemed to be a solemn manner. Mr. Castile was sitting on a bench in the quad and from the look on his face he was speaking with Ms. Rinaldi. I watched and watched but I never spotted Roza. I was hoping, praying maybe, I would catch a glimpse, but I had no such luck.

I felt a hand slip onto my shoulder, Tasha, "Dimka, What's wrong? Ever since we flew back to visit Christian you have been a bit incoherent. Why is th- Oh I see," Her grip tightened and released. As she turned I saw movement in the corner of my eye but thinking it was nothing but a student I sighed and turned to walk to my room. That is when I heard the rental car's alarm blare into the night. I ran quickly to the door and flung it open.

R.P.O.V.

I spit a string of curses and quickly tried to run but from the looks of my broken toes (successfully crushed on the hubcap) that wasn't happening. I fell flat when I attempted a sprint. Damnit that hurt. Just as I was about crawl away the door opened with a bang and the Russian god himself, stepped out, scanning the area. He immediately spots me and visibly relaxes and something that looks like a smile tries to tug his lips, but at the moment I'm more concerned about the throbbing pain in not only my toes but my head, seeing him that close after what I saw between him and scar face just wasn't fair.

"Can I help you Guardian Belikov," I asked with a slight coolness to my words. He took a few steps toward me and was within an arm's length. I held up my hand in a gesture for him not to come a step closer and pushed myself up as he turned off the alarm. I swore under my breath at the pain in my foot and stumbled slightly only to be caught by the cheating Russian. And he had the audacity to chuckle.

"Roza, I don't believe I am the one who needs help," He gave a small smile, it was pure Dimitri, containing so much love in a simple thing. I scrunched up my nose and pushed away from him, ignoring the immediate pain that shot through my foot.

"I told you not to call me that Belikov, It's Rose, not Roza, Call me Rosemarie if you must, but Roza is not my name. And I'm fine, I don't need any of your help," I spat through gritted teeth. His playful expression turned into a bemused one. If he thought I was taking help from the likes of him, he was sorely mistaken. I sent him my best glare and turned (carefully) and headed to the Infirmary, I wasn't about to let Liss heal me and Adrian was nowhere near strong enough. So I hobbled sadly, of course it didn't take him more than a few strides to catch up with me.

"Rose, please, let me help you. You can't walk all the way across campus like that," He asked me, he seemed genuine but why should I care? He was with her now, no way was he touching me.

"Watch me," I growled and walked faster (painfully I might add). Not more than a second later his arm was around my waist and he picked me up. I slammed my hands down on his chest and squirmed crazily.

"Rose, please calm down, I'm only helping you to the clinic, hitting me will do no more than make you look like a small child throwing a tantrum," He sighed exasperatedly. I was too angry to give him any sort of calmness; I had just seen him treat her like a loved one, not just a friend, but like a girlfriend. He promised me his feelings wouldn't change; he had kissed me as he left to seal it. How could he lie to my face? The thought only made me push harder, he stopped at a bench under the trees and sat me down, pinning my hands down so I couldn't run.

"Rose, stop squirming, it's obvious we need to talk, Look, I know you saw me and Tasha, I swear I never loved her, I just have to be nice to my charge," He soothed, but I wasn't buying it, I turned my head away from him.

"You seemed to be a bit more than just nice to her," I was starting to crack and hell he knew it, I'm not hiding anymore I began to let the tears in my eyes spill as my voice cracked, "How could you do this to me, I loved you, still love you, and you just betray me?" My shoulders started to shake slightly. Dimitri grabbed my chin and held it so I was forced to look at him. My eyes were blurred with tears, but I could see his expression was one of great pain.

"Oh my Roza, no, I love you, only you, you're my love, not Tasha," He corrected, I leaned into him and sobbed, the whole time he stroked my hair and murmured "Shh, my Roza, it's okay". I gulped down the sobs and let him carry me to the infirmary where they bandaged me up.

D.P.O.V.

As we walked outside of the infirmary I walked Rose over to the woods and we sat by a stream, I held her hand and rubbed circles on the back. She leaned against me and relaxed, apparently finding solace in the smell of my duster. She looked up at me with those deep brown eyes and a message passed through loud and clear. I leaned down and kissed her gently and sweetly, not with lust, pure love. I was lost in the bliss of the moment until I heard a heavy throat clearing.

"And what exactly is the meaning of this, Blood whore?" Snarled Tasha