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CHAPTER 7.
Dimitri's POV.
I woke early the next morning, Rose wrapped in my arms her face pressed lightly to my bare chest. I looked at the alarm clock on Rose's bed side table. 8:00pm. Morning for us nocturnal vampires. I guess Rose will sleep through training. I thought. Oh well, she needed a good sleep. I still couldn't believe that I almost had sex with Rose. She always ruined my self-control, making it hard for me to think clearly when I was around her.
I moved a little, and Rose stirred. Her arms tightened around my waist and she sighed contentedly before her eyes fluttered open. She smiled up at me. "Hey there Comrade."
"Good morning beautiful." I sighed and pulled her closer pressing my lips gently to her cheek. Her hand travelled up my arm and my neck, to my face. She pulled my face down to her lips and kissed me softly. The kiss was perfect, full of love. I pulled away regretfully. "I have to go Rose. I need to get out of here before the commons are full." I slipped out of bed and pulled my shoes on. I grabbed my shirt, lent down to kiss Rose on the head and slid silently out the door.
I pulled my shirt on over my head just outside Rose's door. I glanced both ways to make sure no one was around and began walking down the stairs.
Rose's POV.
After Dimitri left, I got out of bed and went into the bathroom for a shower. I felt like I was walking on air, Dimitri had said he loved me last night! My heart felt elated and light. I remembered the feel of his soft warm lips on mine, my burning skin, it all felt like heaven.
Dimitri had let me sleep through training, so I had a free day now. I spent some time after breakfast just doing homework. Even homework couldn't dampen my good mood. When my math homework was done, I stood up and stretched. Math always made me tired. I despised math.
I decided to go see Lissa. I hadn't seen her since yesterday and I was in real need of someone to talk to. I reached out through the bond to Lissa's head, slipping easily into her mind. Woah! Big mistake. She was with Christian in the church attic. And things were getting... hot.
Lissa moved her hands to the back of Christian's head, threading her fingers through his jet black hair, pulling him to her. Her breathing increased as his lips crashed against hers. Christian's hands found the hem of Lissa's top and he tugged it up and over her head. Okay, I REALLY need to get out of here. I always had trouble getting out of Lissa's head when she was feeling a particularly strong emotion. And right now that feeling was passion and lust which was completely taking over her mind and body.
Christian pulled his own shirt off and then drew Lissa back to him, kissing her lips with force, then moved down her neck to allow her to breath while Lissa un-buckled Christian's belt. Soon they were both down to their underwear. Now, I really HAVE to get out of here. I'm going to lose my innocence! With great effort, I pulled myself out of Lissa's head and back into my own mind. I sighed in relief.
I changed quickly into sweats and a hoodie, and left for the running track. Hopefully exercise would clear my head of all thoughts regarding my best friend and Mr. Sparky. Running, it turned out, was helpful in making my mind clear.
I had run about three laps when I heard someone jogging beside me. I looked over to my left. Dimitri grinned back at me. I slowed my pace and then stopped. "Hi," I said, smiling back at him. "What cha doing?" duh, Rose, like it isn't obvious.
He looked at me like I was stupid. "I'm running Rose." He said it slowly. I giggled.
"Me too!" I sang back happily. He smiled and punched me lightly on the arm.
"Since when do you run out side of combat class and practise?" Dimitri asked me, honest curiosity burning in his gorgeous brown eyes.
I sighed. Should I tell him? I decided to. I didn't like being dishonest with Dimitri. "Um, well, sometimes when Lissa is feeling a strong emotion, it's hard for me to get out of her head, and... she was with Christian when I checked on her... and I couldn't get out. Running helps me clear my head of... well, you know." Understanding crossed Dimitri's face, and he looked away. Great, I thought. I've probably just made things awkward. He seemed to shake it off.
Dimitri turned back to face me. "Well, since you are already out here, and you missed your morning training, why don't we go on with your usual session?"
"Oh, sure," I replied. Any excuse to spend more time with my Russian God. "Sounds good." I added enthusiastically.
He just smiled and led me back to the gym. As we walked he said, "We'll just do some combat. One on one. That okay?"
"Yup." My lips popped on the "p".
Combat training was always fun, but it was even more fun when I got to train with Dimitri. He made everything look effortless and despite his height, he still managed to make it look graceful.
After an hour long session, Dimitri and I collapsed on the floor, both of us out of breath from the strenuous exercise. "Good, Rose, that was really good." I felt elated. Dimitri didn't often hand out compliments, so when I did receive one from him, I knew I deserved it.
"You weren't too bad yourself, Comrade." I joked back. Dimitri was like a god when he fought, and I loved watching him.
"Go get changed, then you're coming with me." I looked at my Russian God curiously. I was about to ask him where he was taking me, but instead he cut me off, shoving me gently toward the locker room. I hurried into the girl's locker room and quickly showered and changed into fresh clothes. Black skinny jeans and a rose coloured top that Lissa gave me for my birthday last year.
I walked out of the locker rooms and back into the gym, knocking into Dimitri as he walked past the door. "Oops," I muttered. "Sorry Comrade." I noticed what he was wearing. He also wore skinny jeans, but in dark navy. His torso was clad in a black v-neck tee, perfectly out-lining his sculptured chest. He looked... Hot. There was no other word for it.
"So, where are you taking me, Comrade?" I asked him, tearing my eyes away from his body. I was burning with curiosity.
A big grin spread across his face. He rarely smiled like that, and my heart soared seeing him so happy. "My sister is coming from Siberia. They are on holidays and she decided to spend them here." He seemed giddy at the thought of seeing his sister. "We have to go get her from the airport and I asked Kirova if you could come too. She was nice enough to allow you to come with me." He concluded.
"I can't wait to meet your sister," I smiled. "Younger or older?" I asked him.
"Younger," He replied as I followed him out of the gym. "Her name is Viktoria, she is about a year younger than you."
I nodded. Sixteen, a fairly big age difference between Viktoria and her brother. "What time does her plane land?" I asked him. The airport was about a three hour drive from the academy, sometimes more, depending on traffic. I couldn't wait to spend the time alone with Dimitri in the car!
"Her plan lands at eleven." Groan. That means that we won't be back until the middle of the vampire night. But, on the bright side, anything to spend time with Dimitri. And I honestly wanted to meet his sister. If she was anything like Dimitri, I was sure we were going to get along.
I slid into the passenger seat of the car, beside Dimitri. We sat in silence for a while, Dimitri and I never needed to fill the silence with needles chatter. We were comfortable with it.
I was getting hungry about an hour into the drive. "Dimitri," He looked over at me and I gave him a sweet smile. "Can we please stop and get food?" Dimitri glanced at the clock on the dash.
He sighed. "I guess we have time for a quick dinner." He relented.
"Yay!" He chuckled lightly.
We stopped at a small diner on the highway. A pretty girl a little older than me came over to our table. She angled her body so her back was to me and gave Dimitri a full on smile. He seemed not to notice.
"Can I get you anything?" She asked Dimitri. To her, I didn't exist. Dimitri made a gesture in my direction, indicating that she should ask me first. She sighed audibly, not bothering to hide her frustration, and turned to face me reluctantly. "Anything I can get you?" I noticed that her eyes kept flickering toward Dimitri. I didn't care though. Dimitri wasn't into blonde bimbos. I immediately ordered fries, a burger and a coke. The waitress gave me a slightly disgusted look. Mmm, whatever. I'll eat whatever I feel like. And it's not like I don't burn it off in training. She turned back to Dimitri. "What can I get you? She drawled with a southern accent. Dimitri ordered a sandwich and water. Ew, healthy food. Shudder.
When our food arrived, Dimitri eyed the massive pile of fries. I started to devour them. Dimitri chucked. "What?" I asked. "I'm hungry!"
"I can see that." He fought that smile that played around the corner of his soft lips. I found myself staring at his lips. He obviously noticed it, and he was shifting uncomfortably in his seat. I shook my head and cast my eyes back down to my food.
We finished eating in silence. The waitress kept glancing over at us - at Dimitri- and it was starting to get to me. "Ready to leave?" I asked Dimitri.
"Yeah, sure." He waved the waitress over. "We're ready for the check." She smiled and dew out a piece of paper.
"Here you go, sir." I saw her slip a smaller piece of paper in front of Dimitri along with the check. He didn't even glance at it.
I slid some money across the table to Dimitri, he glared at me. "No, Roza," he said, using my Russian nickname. "I'm paying." Who was I to argue about money with the Russian god? He handed the money and the bill back to the waitress, and we stood and left.
"I swear to god, that blonde bimbo kept starting at you." I ranted. I knew I sounded childish, but honestly, I didn't care right then.
Dimitri started at me. "Come on Comrade, are you telling me you didn't notice?" I asked. He sighed.
"No, Roza, I noticed, I just didn't acknowledge it." He got in the car and started the engine. "Get in the car, Rose." He told me. I didn't realise I had frozen. My eyes hurt and my head felt a little heavy all of a sudden. Dimitri frowned and got back out of the car. "Are you okay Roza?" He asked me, concern clear on his face and in his eyes. I nodded.
"I'm just tired." I told him. He eyed me for a second, but then seemed to accept this explanation and helped me into the passenger seat.
We pulled into the airport car park two and a half hours later. I stumbled out of the car and walked with Dimitri inside. He checked the screens that told us which gate Viktoria's plane would be landing at. Gate 6. We headed in that direction. We stopped at the security check, and then proceeded to the gate.
By now, I was extremely tired, but Dimitri was excited, as he should be. He would be seeing his little sister for the first time in so long, and I knew that he couldn't wait.
As we came up to a small cafe, Dimitri glanced over at me, and seeing that I was tired, stopped to get me a coffee. Caramel latte, my favourite, with an extra caffeine hit. Just what I needed. He handed it to me. "Thank you." I said.
We waited in the lounge area for Viktoria's plane to land.
About half an hour later, we heard someone yell out, "Dimka!" We turned and saw a girl about sixteen, with brown hair, streaked with gold and the same eyes as Dimitri, come running into Dimitri's arms.
Behind Viktoria a small boy rushed up. "Uncle Dimka!" He exclaimed. Okay, I didn't know who this kid was, but he looked like Dimitri and he seemed to be Dimitri's nephew. Dimitri swept him up into a hug and smiled at the little boy. "Hello Paul, I didn't know you were coming." Paul giggled softly, "Surprise!" He yelled. I laughed too.
Viktoria turned to me then glanced back over to her brother. "And, who is this?" she asked smiling at me.
"Viktoria, this is my student, Rose Hathaway, Rose, Viktoria." He made quick intros for us. He gestured to the boy who was still in his arms. "And this is my nephew, Paul. Paul, this is Rose." Paul smiled a really cute smile and waved at me. I waved back. "Hi Paul, it's nice to meet you. And it's nice to meet you too, Viktoria." I added warmly.
Viktoria threw her arms around me. "It's really great to meet you too Rose. Dimitri has told me a lot about you. I feel as if I already know you."
I laughed lightly. "All good I hope, Comrade."
"Ha ha, yes of course I only told her the good things, Roza." He called me by my Russian nickname.
Dimitri set a still grinning Paul on his feet and took his small hand in his much larger one. "Let's go get your luggage and get back to the academy." Dimitri said. He walked ahead with Paul who began chatting to his uncle in rapid Russian. I held back and walked with Viktoria.
"So... you and Dimka seem close," Viktoria grinned at me suggestively. "Don't worry, Rose, I know everything. Dimka and I are close and we trust each other with secrets." She gave me a sidelong sglance. "How do you feel about Dimka? Because I know that he loves you very much." A thick Russian accent laced her words, it was much more pronounced than her brother's, who had picked up a slight American accent.
"I love Dimitri more than anything," I told her honestly. "He is very important to me and I couldn't stand it if anything happened to him."
Viktoria smiled. We had reached the luggage collection area and Paul and Viktoria hurried forward to grab their bags. Little Paul couldn't manage his large suitcase, so his uncle stepped forward to help the struggling boy. "Here Paul," Dimitri said kindly. "I'll take it for you." Paul released his hold, allowing Dimitri to pick it up easily. The muscles straining in his arms distracted me for a moment. He was so ripped. I yanked my gaze away from Dimitri.
As we walked to the car, Paul dropped back to walk with me. "Hi Rose." He said shyly.
"Hello Paul." I returned the greeting. I saw him glance at the back of my neck and he gasped loudly.
"You have Molnija marks?" He exclaimed in awe. "And, you're not even eighteen yet. Paul seemed fascinated by the tiny tattoos on my neck. Molnija marks were given to guardians when the killed Strigoi. I had been branded with two marks, representing my successful killings of Elena and Isaiah in Spokane, where Mason had been murdered by Isaiah. I pushed the memory from my mind, and focussed back on Paul.
"Are you going to become a guardian, Paul?" I asked. I looked him up and down, he already had the right build for a guardian, slim, yet muscular and he was tall for his age. It seemed he got his height from Dimitri.
Paul nodded excitedly. "Yup, I want to be just like uncle Dimka." Dimitri looked back at us as we slid into the car, a fond look on his face.
"I don't know that you want to be like me, Paul," He looked at me with a smile, then turned back to Paul. "You may want to talk to Rose. She is going to be a fantastic guardian when she graduates. And, as you already know, she has killed two strigoi."
I blushed. "I'm not as good as you Dimitri. You have killed six strigoi." I could see his shoulders shake as he laughed silently.
"I've never seen you act all modest. Where did my Rose Hathaway go?" He laughed at his joke. I stuck my tongue out at him like a child. It just made him laugh harder.
Viktoria turned to her brother. "Dimka, I have never seen you this happy!" Dimitri just smiled at her and put his arm around her shoulders.
Viktoria's POV.
I loved seeing this happy and vibrant side of my brother. I loved him so much and I knew him well, but I had never seen him this happy. Rose was his world, I could see that.
I glanced in the revision mirror and saw Rose leaning up against the door, Paul curled up at her side, she had one arm resting on Paul's shoulder. They were both fast asleep.
Like? Dislike?
Do you like the idea of me bringing in Viktoria and Paul? I thought the story needed some of Dimitri's family in it, because in the books, we don't get to know them very well, and we never read about Dimitri actually being with any of his family although we know that family is very important to him.
Tell me what you think. And, I want to know what you really think. Criticism welcomed.
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