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Perfection
"We can't get married be Elvis?" I asked the girl at the counter.
"Sorry mam."
"Don't call me mam."
"Yes ma-" She stopped herself. "Alright."
"What about cupid?"
"All we have is a regular justice of peace." She said to me.
"Alright. Guess we'll get married by Elvis next time." I sighed and turned to Dimitri. HE had a shocked expression.
"Next time? Are you planning on leaving me for another man?" He tried to keep the smile of his face.
"Yah, Dimitri. I chased you half way around the world and traded my life for yours. I'm going to leave you." I snorted. "I would never. It goes against every grain in my body." I stood on my tippy toes and kissed him.
"I love you, Roza."
"I love you, Comrade."
**VA**
I walked down the aisle. I looked up to Dimitri. I had the urge to run to him, but I had to keep my pace. It seemed like forever. I reached him and let the priest- or justice of peace, whatever- do the talking.
"I do." He said.
"I do. I choked out.
"You may kiss the bride." We kissed. We were married. Well, not yet. We still had paperwork. We signed our names and kissed again. We were no official married.
"Woo-hoo! Let's party!" Dimitri looked at me. "Just kidding, Comrade. You know I want to go back to the hotel room." I winked at him. We went right up to our room and Dimitri carried me bridal style through the door.
**VA**
2 days later
"But I don't wanna go back." I whined while we were putting the luggage into the small trunk.
"We have to. You're the one that made the promise. Not me." Dimitri chuckled.
"I'm not known to keep many promises. We could always flake and run away to Russia."
"Who will we stay with? My family's all here." He raised an eye brow.
"Mark and Oksana! They'll let us stay with them." I said. He face darkened. My smile faded off my face. "Oh god. Are they? Please, no-" They died because of me. "I've been partying and having a good time and I haven't even asked about anyone." I sat on the bumper of the car and put my face in my hands. "I'm a horrible person." Dimitri sat next to me and put his arms around me.
"You're not a horrible person." He soothed me. "You just didn't know."
"No, but I am. I am a horrible person." I could feel the tears coming.
"Roza, no. You're not."
"Yes I am."I pulled out of his embrace and got in the car. I started the engine and Dimitri opened my door. "What are you doing?" I asked.
"Get out. I'm driving." I wasn't in a mood to fight with him today so I got out and got in the passenger's side. He let me cry in silence. I fell asleep finally, after I had no more tears to shed. When I woke up, I was in an airport terminal. I jumped up and looked for Dimitri. I found him next to me. I reached over and hugged him. "Good to see you back with the living, Roza. You've already slept through one flight."
"What? Where are we?" I asked stunned.
"New York."
"Why?"
"We're going to Russia."
"Really?" I was dumbstruck. "What about my parents? Your family?" I looked at him with questioning eyes.
"While we were on the road, I called your father. He told us to get on a plan and they will meet us in Russia in a few days after everything settles down."
"Where will we stay?" I asked him.
"Abe told me that… that Mark and Oksana…" I could tell he was tip toeing around their names. "They left us their house."
"Oh. Wow. Generous." He looked relieved I didn't burst into tears.
A voice came over the intercom. "Now calling flight 739 for Novosibirsk, Russia." She repeated it in Russian.
"That's us." Dimitri said and got up.
"Where's all of our stuff?" I asked looking around for my bag.
"Already on board. I told them we were riding first class and they just took everything from me."
"Nice. I like first class. Screw coach." I thought about how long the flight was going to be. "Crap. What about the ghosts?" I asked as we walked toward the plane.
He pulled something out of his pocket. "Lissa gave me this. Just in case of an emergency if you woke up in the hospital." HE said and handed it to me.
"At least I don't have to drink this time. From what you told me, I will never drink that much again." I shook my head and slipped the ring on. I instantly felt its power. We boarded the plane and soon, we were in the air.
**VA**
"That devious old man…" I said as I switched the American license plates to Russian ones. Dimitri chuckled. We were in Novosibirsk now, and Abe had arranged for the car to be flown over with us. I loved him more and more each day. "Well," I said standing up. "Who's driving?" Dimitri raised an eye brow. "I take that as a 'give me the keys now' look, right?"
He laughed and I handed over the keys. We got in and sped off down the highway. A few hours later, we arrived in Baia. We drove all the way through the town though, straight to Mark and Oksana's house. Which was now our house. We pulled up in front of the small beautiful house. I got out and headed to see if there was a spare key anywhere. "Hey, Dimitri?" I called out to him when I got to the door.
"Yes, Roza?" He asked from the trunk.
"Can Oksana see the future?" No reply. "Because if she can't this would be really weird." I pulled the paper of the door.
Dear Rose and Dimitri, we are gone but our house is yours. I hope that it is to your liking. We love you and will miss you. The spare key is in the bottom of the flower pot. –Mark and Oksana.
Dimitri read the letter over my shoulder. I picked up the flower pot, and sure enough, there was a key there. I slipped it in the door and felt the door unlock. We went inside to see that nothing had changed. We searched the house and noticed the only thing missing was all their personal items except a few pictures here and there.
"Crazy." I muttered.
"Maybe Yeva had something to do with this." Dimitri said to me.
"Yah. Maybe." I replied back. We went upstairs and unpacked out luggage. We were both beat so we decided in was time for sleep. We both changed and fell asleep in each other's arms.
**VA**
Dimitri's POV
I woke up and went down stairs to fix something to eat for us. When I was done, I went back upstairs to find Roza sprawled out on the bed, on her stomach, with her hands under the pillow and her face buried in the pillow. I laughed and she didn't move. I sat next to her on the bed and tickled her bare feet. It was hot so she didn't have a blanket and I could see the short shirt that only went to her belly button and her short shorts. I can't believe that she is mine. My wife.
"Roza, wake up." She didn't move. I tickled her feet. She moved her feet and shook her head vigorously, her face still in the pillow. I chuckled and tickled her feet again. She just shook her head more. I went to the bathroom and took a shower letting her sleep more. I got out, got dressed and tried to wake her up again. "Rose, let's go have hot monkey sex in the living room." She didn't move. If she was okay, she would have jumped up and tackled me. "If this is what jet lag does to you, we are never flying again." She shook her head more. I decided to take a new approach and jumped on her so I was draped over her back.
"Oomph!" She moved her head to the side so she could talk. "Comrade, you look skinny but you're heavy." She grumbled.
I got off of her and she just buried her face again. I sighed and flipped her over on to her back. Her eyes were wide as I bent down. "You wouldn't."
"You know I would." I smirked and threw her over my shoulder. She gasped and giggled. I walked down the stairs and plopped her in to one of the chairs. She just blinked and smiled up at me. I walked over to the pan and put some eggs and bacon and some toast on two plates. I put the plates on the table. We just dug in. When we were finished, Roza took her plate and my plate to the sink and washed them.
"Alright, Comrade." I was still sitting in the chair watching her do the dishes. "This is the deal. You make the food, and I clean." I chuckled and got up to hug her from behind.
"That's perfect."
You know, just more fluff… but I love fluff Hope you like it and please review!
