Authors Note: To those who reviewed, thank you. I really appreciated them. To those who didn't, I hope you enjoyed reading nonetheless.

I originally wrote this story purely in Rose's Point of View because I was unsure about delving into Dimitri's head. I've been experimenting a little with DPoVs, but am still a little hesitant about it. I didn't attempt a DPoV for this chapter, so to make up for it, I made this chapter extra long. I might attempt a DPoV if there are any requests for it, but in the meantime, I hope you enjoy the RPoV.

I just re-read the last two chapters and picked out a few grammatical errors, which really annoyed me. I've proof-read this chapter a number of times, and whilst all attempts have been made to correct any spelling/grammatical errors, I'm sure they will pop up. For that, I am sorry and I hope it doesn't ruin the story for you.

The usual disclaimers apply.

Rose's Point of View

I woke up before anyone else did; it's not hard to when you're sleeping on a couch. I longed for the comfortable hotel beds I had gradually been getting used to. No, scratch that. I wanted my bed. I pulled my now dried t-shirt over myself and peeled myself off the couch. Oh my back hurt.

I wasn't able to go into my room to get some clean clothes so I flipped open one of my suitcases and dug out a clean pair of jeans, some clean underwear and a form fitting t-shirt. I was lucky there was a clean towel in my bathroom – I wasn't about to barge in on Dimitri and Tasha's sleeping form. The thought of Tasha curled up against Dimitri was enough to make me want to pummel some boxing bags. I cursed Tasha under my breath. It wasn't like she couldn't afford a room. Yeah okay they're all booked out. That was beside the point. I'm sure if she threw enough money at them, she would find a room.

The feel of running water down my back eased my frustration as I soaped my hair up and brushed my teeth. Dimitri's toiletries were placed neatly in a corner next to Tasha's. How cute, I thought dejectedly to myself as I battled the urge to flush Tasha's toothbrush down the toilet.

I was starting to concoct up ways of getting rid of them when I heard the doorbell ring. Lissa will get it, I thought to myself but it rang again. Whoever was at the door was damn persistent.

When it rang a third time, I pulled the shower curtains angrily aside and wrapped a towel around myself. Can't a girl get some peace around here?

I marched towards the front door and yanked it open. It was Adrian.

'Well, good morning! I can get used to seeing this every morning,' Adrian exclaimed as he drank me in. I scowled at him and he immediately wiped the grin off his face.

'What do you want?' I snapped angrily.

'To see you,' his grin returning quickly, 'and it seems like I've gotten more than what I bargained for!'

'Oh shut up,' I stepped aside to let him in, 'now if you don't mind, I'm going to finish showering,'

'Can I join you?' he growled at me and I gave him a playful shove. I was annoyed that he had interrupted my shower but his cheeky innuendos nevertheless managed to put a smile on my face.

I was laughing as I turned around to head back towards the bathroom but my laughter quickly subsided when I saw Dimitri standing just outside my bedroom. I swore I felt the colour drain from my face. Why am I always semi-naked around him? And not semi-naked in the way I imagined myself to be either. He must think I'm some kind of promiscuous tart.

'Oh uh… Hi…,' I said awkwardly. His face was stone cold. It was the same Guardian expression I had learned to recognize years ago – hard, stoic and unreadable. He nodded at me silently; I saw his eyes flicker down to my body for a second and I felt myself heat up.

'I uh… Just went to get the door… I… Better finish showering,' I stuttered, gesturing awkwardly to the bathroom door. His eyebrows pulled together into a frown. He must have been annoyed at being woken up.

'Morning Belikov,' Adrian drawled as he walked up behind me, 'Didn't know that you were visiting,' He draped an arm around my shoulders as he played with my wet hair. The animosity Adrian felt towards Dimitri was evident. I was no Spirit user but I could almost see Adrian's hostility surround him in waves. I inched myself out of his grasp, but in a move I didn't anticipate, Adrian pulled me towards him and dropped a kiss on my lips. It was quick and brief; almost teasing in a way. I nearly shoved him away but decided against it, considering I would probably slip on the tiny puddles that were slowly gathering underneath me. It would have been just my luck.

I saw Dimitri's frown deepen as I quickly excused myself to the bathroom. Adrian chuckled loudly as I swore to kill him. I quickly scrubbed myself clean and after toweling myself dry, pulled my clothes on. Adrian was sitting in front of the television when I got out of the bathroom. Lissa and Christian were up too and the delicious smell of fried eggs wafted around the apartment.

'Welcome home, Little Dhampir,' Adrian announced as I sat myself beside him on the couch. He was watching the news. Boring.

'I swear Adrian, if you ever do that again, I will not only kill you, I will leave your body out for the pigeons of New York to feed off!' I growled menacingly at him. He looked amused. I think he's the only one who didn't take my threats seriously.

'What has he done this time?' Christian said, as he helped Lissa lay the breakfast table, 'besides, don't you think it's a little early for murder?

'It's never too early for murder,' I said, scowling at Adrian and ignoring the rest of Christian's question. I crossed my arms in front of me and sulked in front of the TV, not really registering what the newsreader was announcing.

'But you should have seen his face,' Adrian leaned in to whisper in my ear. I snapped my head around to face him.

'What are you talking about?'

'Oh I think you know what I'm talking about,' Adrian whispered, winking at me.

I was about to ask him to elaborate when Tasha's voice rang out behind us, 'Oh, welcome home, Rose!'

I tried to smile at her; I think it came out more as a grimace because Adrian snorted beside me. 'Thanks,' I mumbled, avoiding her gaze. She was wearing a pink camisole that fitted her perfectly. She was much older than us, but she still managed to keep herself slim. It must be the Moroi genes. I couldn't believe Lissa made me put on more clothes, when this bitch was sleeping in a flimsy top, in my room, in my bed! Dimitri soon emerged beside her, he had put on an old gray t-shirt and his hair was disheveled. I felt my heart lurch forward as I took in how effortlessly sexy he looked.

'Okay, breakfast is served!' Lissa announced, interrupting the awkward moment between Tasha and I. I quickly scooted into my seat beside Lissa.

'Extra eggs for Rose and Dimitri,' Lissa sang. Rose and Dimitri. It had a nice ring to it. I mentally slapped myself for the prohibited thought and concentrated on my eggs instead. Knowing how much food I needed, Lissa always made me extra eggs. Like every other breakfast, she had done them exactly the way I liked them – sunny side up on semi-burnt toast. Yum.

'So what's happening for New Years?' I asked Lissa who was still going around serving up eggs for everyone. She would be the perfect housewife. New Years Eve was in two days and if Lissa was planning a party, we'd better be shopping for dresses today.

'It's going to be a masquerade ball and we've invited all the Morois in New York,' Lissa announced proudly. I blinked at her, 'When did this happen?'

'Whilst you were out kissing sexy French men!' Lissa teased.

'You were what?' Adrian cried out in mock horror, 'French men? Oh you break my heart Rose!'

'Yeah I'll break your nose if you don't shut up soon,' I threatened, 'and I didn't kiss anyone!' Seriously, Lissa liked to exaggerate way too much. I only told her on one of our many phone calls that there were a lot of sexy French men in Paris and that I loved their accent.

Tasha let out a small giggle, 'You were on holiday Rose; you're allowed to have the occasional stolen kiss,'

Who was she? My mum? I didn't need her to tell me what I could and couldn't do. I stabbed a piece of my toast sulkily. 'She's just moody because she didn't get to go to Spain and so missed out on a potential rendezvous,' Lissa whispered jokingly to Tasha. Was Lissa ever going to quit bugging me about Spanish men?

'I'm sure I'm better than any Spanish rendezvous,' Adrian offered, his eyes laughing at me.

I rolled my eyes at him and bit into my toast aggressively. 'See that?' I snapped, 'That will be you,'

'You can eat me any day,' he retorted and I nearly gagged. Thankfully, Christian came to my rescue, 'come on Adrian! It's a bit early for fantasies!'

Tasha laughed. 'Young love, isn't it wonderful?' she said, turning to Dimitri. He was staring intently at his plate like there was gold in it. 'Dimitri?' Tasha repeated, touching his arm tenderly. I wanted to snap her neck in half. Anger management Rose, remember? I reminded myself and resorted to clenching and unclenching my fists instead.

'W-what?' he stammered, 'Sorry, I didn't get much sleep last night… You were saying?'

I didn't want to think about why he didn't get much sleep last night; I was sure it had something to do with Tasha and entertaining that thought would dangerously test my self control.

Tasha smiled radiantly at him, 'I was just saying how wonderful it is when young people are in love; like Adrian and Rose. Don't you think?'

I opened my mouth to protest heavily when Adrian reached out and squeezed my hand tightly underneath the table. I was about to punch him when I saw the look on his face. He was looking pointedly at me, as if trying to let me in on a secret so I decided to let it go and made a mental note to ask him about it later. He was acting rather strange today.

'Of course,' Dimitri grunted his reply to Tasha and started slicing his toast like it had offended him in some way.

'Anyway,' I said, desperately trying to shift the topic away from my love life – which was non-existent by the way, 'Where's this party taking place? And are we going shopping? I don't have anything to wear,'

'Then wear nothing,' Adrian whispered loudly. I shoved at him hard and he nearly fell off his chair. Christian laughed so hard he nearly choked on his food whilst Lissa ignored the commotion. She was getting better at ignoring our juvenile antics.

'We're going to the Adirondack mountains. There's a resort there that is for the exclusive use of Morois and Christian's managed to organize a ballroom for us,'

'But you've only been engaged for a few days! How did you do all this?' Surely she couldn't be that good.

Lissa smiled proudly at Christian, 'Christian arranged it all before he popped the question,'

My eyes nearly popped out of my head. Christian? Seriously?

'Hey don't underestimate me, Punk,' Christian smirked at me, already second-guessing what I was thinking. I rolled my eyes at him. I had to give it to him though. I knew that Lissa always managed to pull off big events without breaking a sweat - I swore she worked on a 48-hour clock, unlike the rest of us - but I didn't think Christian could organize anything to save his life.

'What if she said no?' I taunted.

'Then at least I'd have an awesome party to nurse my broken heart at,' he retorted and Lissa playfully slapped him on his arm.

'It's about a 4 to 5 hour drive away from here, so we're going to have to head there later today. We're all going to be staying at a villa and we've decided that since we're there, we might as well stay for the week,' Lissa grinned and I smiled back at her. I had no idea where Lissa and Christian got the money to host something like this, but they were Royal.

'And yes, we're going shopping today,' she continued, as she daintily placed a piece of toast in her mouth.

Christian and Adrian groaned loudly but one look from Lissa shut them up. 'Wonderful!' Tasha cried, 'Dimitri and I will join you,'

It was my turn to groan, albeit inwardly.

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It didn't take long for me to find a dress – it was understated, and not quite my usual style but it exuded a certain elegance despite its simplicity. Lissa had picked it out and I initially rejected it, but decided that it wouldn't hurt to try it on anyway. The moment I had it on, I knew it was the dress I wanted to be in when I welcomed the New Year. I did a little twirl in front of the gang and got cheers of approval from the boys, except Dimitri – he was too busy being a Guardian to notice, I was sure. My heart had sunk in disappointment but I told myself to stop thinking about a man who was already committed to someone else.

'That didn't take too long,' I said to Adrian as Mia paid for her dress. She was the last one to find hers, but the wait was more than worth it for her.

'If three hours isn't long, I don't know what is,' Adrian sulked. I didn't think three hours was a lot of time when there were 4 girls who had to find dresses. Alberta, Katie and Tanya would all be on Guardian duty on New Year's Eve and so wouldn't be able to join in the fun. We were about to head home when Lissa spotted one of her favourite stores.

'Oh, Victoria's Secret!' Lissa cried out and before I knew it, I was being dragged into the famous lingerie store. I didn't want to think about what Lissa had in mind for Christian. No doubt, I would be dragged into one of their passionate lovemaking sessions and find out for myself.

'Now, this, I like,' Adrian said, smirking at me. I glared at him, trying to look as menacing as possible.

'Looking for something special for your girlfriend?' the salesgirl strode up to Adrian and me. Her name plate read Rebecca.

'Of course,' Adrian said, self-satisfactorily, 'What do you think she'll look good in?'

'Oh no… I really don't need anything,' I said, inching my way towards the exit. I glanced towards Lissa, hoping she might help me but she and Tasha were engrossed in a discussion about which bra Lissa should purchase to make her breasts look bigger.

'What about this?' Rebecca shoved a black lacy bra in my face. I shook my head vehemently. There was no way I was going to let Adrian buy me anything so intimate.

'This would look beautiful on you!' Rebecca picked out a coral pink bra. I agreed with her, it would go perfectly with my skin color, but I didn't need it. I could see that Adrian was clearly enjoying this. I was going to have to thump him when we got home. He was so crossing that fine line we had agreed on.

'Okay, time to go, it's getting dark,' Dimitri suddenly announced curtly from behind me. It made me jump in surprise but I was silently grateful for his intervention. Lissa, Tasha, Mia and Ayeshah quickly paid for their purchases and we all left the store. Rebecca looked dismayed that she hadn't managed to sell me anything but Adrian promised her that we would be back. I think he was just trying to get her phone number.

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After some frantic packing, we all managed to hit the road before 7pm. Lissa packed us all a few sandwiches for the drive – I swear, she's the Moroi version of Betty Crocker – which I, and I'm sure the rest of the Guardians, were grateful for. I was so hungry I even ate Lissa's share of sandwiches. She had just gone to the feeders before we left so she wasn't hungry at all. Alberta was driving and Dimitri sat up at the front with her with a map sprawled across his lap. I had complete confidence that he would get us there safely.

'I'm sitting next to Rose,' I heard Adrian call out. I rolled my eyes, confused as to why he was suddenly overly affectionate with me.

Once everyone was settled and we started to hit the road, I hissed softly at Adrian, 'What's with the display of affection?' I made sure no one else heard us.

'What do you mean?' he asked innocently, arching his eyebrows the same way as Dimitri does, 'I'm always affectionate with you,'

'You've been acting strange since I got back,' I said, eyeing him warily. I was aware of Dimitri quietly giving Alberta the directions and Lissa, Christian, and Tasha, who sat in front of us, were starting to nod off. Eddie had decided to go in the other car with Mia and company so Adrian and I were relatively inconspicuous at the back.

'What's with the whole kissing thing? And being in love? What the hell?' I expanded.

'You've been away for a while, I missed you and I've always been in love with you, Little Dhampir. Don't tell me you don't know that,' Adrian explained. I looked at him suspiciously, trying to make out whether he was telling the truth. He looked amused; as though there was something he wasn't telling me.

'I thought we had an understanding,'

'We did,' he grinned. He was incredibly handsome, and I didn't want to try and count the number of hearts he had captured with that irresistible grin alone. 'Doesn't mean I can't go back on it,' he continued, his green eyes sparkling mischievously. I knew better than to take him seriously. We had developed a certain camaraderie over the past year and whilst we frequently exchanged flirtations, we both knew that was all it was. We had agreed on not crossing that line. I gave him an exasperated smile, shook my head and turned to look out the window.

Seconds later, I felt Adrian's warm breath on my neck as he whispered, 'I was serious,'

I turned around to tell him off, only to find him inches away from my face. He was staring at my lips and I quickly shoved him away from me. What was he playing at? Adrian had stopped trying to cross the line ages ago, why was he going out of his way to now?

'What are you doing?' I hissed at him. He smiled serenely to himself as he placed both his hands behind his head and closed his eyes.

'Fine, see if I care,' I shot at him before turning huffily to stare out the window again. The rest of the ride was spent in silence. Some terrible 60s music was playing on the radio and I didn't know whether to blame Dimitri or Alberta for it. It drove me insane, so I chose to doze off instead.

We finally reached our villa in just over 4 hours. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes as I drank in the scenery. My heightened senses meant that despite it being pitch black, I could still make out quite clearly, the towering mountains that surrounded us. This place was going to be beautiful in the day. Damn, Royal Morois truly have it all! Some distance away from our villa was the main resort, where Lissa and Christian's engagement party will be held.

Our villa was massive; it had rooms for all of us and we even had a heated swimming pool in the basement. I could definitely get used to living like this. 'How did you get this place?' I gushed as I entered the villa. It looked like a place only Tatiana would ever be allowed to stay at. Christian said that Adrian had to pull some strings with his aunt. Figures, I knew the villa was too beautiful for ordinary Morois, even Royal ones.

We all settled into our rooms and I decided to check out the gym that Lissa was telling me about. She always made sure that wherever we went, there was a gym in which I could work out in. After changing into some work-out clothes, I jogged towards the main building. The crisp mountain air filled my lungs and I decided that the gym could wait. Despite the snow falling around me, I jogged around the resort, taking in the distant mountains and the soft glow of lights from the occupied rooms. Running in snow, Dimitri would have been proud, I thought and almost immediately, mentally slapped myself. Dimitri again. This has nothing to do with Dimitri, I reminded myself as I jogged towards the gym, hoping that a date with the boxing bags will make me feel better about the fact that I have to spend a week seeing him and Tasha together.

In order to keep up with Guardian training, Lissa always made sure that there was a fully equipped gym available, no matter where we traveled to. The gyms, even the gym back in our apartment in New York, had nothing on the fully equipped one at the Royal Court, but they usually contained enough equipment for Guardians to maintain an optimum level of fitness. It was probably part of the Guardian job description to train at least every second day anyway. Besides, Lissa knew that keeping me away from exercise for more than few days would drive me up the wall. Even on my days off, I enjoyed a work out. It kept me sane, especially after Dimitri left.

The resort gym was like every other hotel gym. It had a few boxing bags, a few treadmills and few weights in the corner. It was a good thing that most of my training didn't rely on machines. I had stuck to the regime Dimitri had written me - it consisted of some boxing, a lot of push-ups, sit-ups and chin-ups and even more running. Occasionally, I would throw in a stake-the-dummy practice, but only if there were expendable dummies around. There was no one else at the gym so I squared myself in front of a boxing bag and felt my mind slip into attack mode. The next few minutes went by as a blur as I focused on the target, kicking, punching, hitting. I was good and the adrenaline coursing through me felt good.

'Good form, Rose,' suddenly, a more than familiar voice called out. I spun around in surprise. It was Dimitri. His hands were clasped behind his back as he strode slowly towards me. It was just like him to move around silently and stealthily. It was no wonder that I didn't hear him come in. If he was still mentoring me, I knew he would lecture me on paying more attention to who was around me.

'Thank you,' I nodded warily. What did he want? How did he find me here? Has he been following me? My heart thudded quickly, the only way it thuds when he's around.

'I see that you've remembered my lessons well. I'm proud to say that I trained one of the best guardians,' Dimitri smiled.

'Thanks, but you've been away for a while. How are you to know how good I am?' I knew I was good. Despite living in New York and the scarcity of Strigois there, I've steadily gained respect as one of the most accomplished and dedicated Guardians. It was an uphill battle when I first graduated; my arrogance earned me many challenges from senior Guardians, but I quickly proved to them how good I was.

'I've heard stories,'

My heart flustered, he's been asking about me. Pull yourself together, Hathaway. It doesn't mean he's asked about you.

I smiled, hoping that I looked as calm and collected as he did, 'Well, whoever your sources are, I thank them for being kind,'

He smiled back at me. My heart ached. The bastard chose Tasha and I still ached for him. He remained devastatingly handsome. The year had aged him slightly, but that only gave him a ruggedness that enhanced his already dark looks. When he smiled, his eyes crinkled at the edges. He looked hardened and distinguished at the same time. And I was transported back to when I first fell dangerously in love with him. This was not going to be good.

'Are you happy?' he asked suddenly, interrupting my thoughts.

What kind of question was that? I looked at him warily, unsure what to say so I finally said, 'As happy as one can be, given the circumstances'

That had come out a little snappier than I had intended but my mood was fast becoming foul. I hated myself for not letting go. He left me over a year ago, just past my 18th birthday and I'm still pining for him like the pathetic school girl that I was. I had just graduated, just become legal, and I couldn't think of any reason for him leaving me except that he loved Tasha more, chose an easier, better life over me. Bastard, I thought venomously. I hated Lissa for inviting him, I hated him for visiting, and I especially hated the fact that he's here, interrupting my workout, trying to make small talk as if nothing ever happened between us.

He chuckled. I hated that chuckle. It tugged at my heart strings. 'And how happy can one be given the circumstances?'

'I'm well Dimitri,' I turned around to face the boxing bags. Tears were threatening me. I had come to the gym to escape my demons and here he was, the cause of all my sleepless nights. I really didn't need this in my life. It's been more than a year. Over the course of that time, I had immersed myself in Guardian duties, trying to become the best Guardian for Lissa. She was my best friend, the only one that matters.

'I really should get back to it,' I said after a while, nodding at the boxing bags. Maybe I should try to find a dummy that looked like Dimitri and I can practice stabbing it. Now that would be fun. Only, knowing what a pathetic wreck of a person I become at the sight of him, I might start kissing the dummy instead. I was seriously pathetic.

'Would you care for a spar with your old mentor instead?' Dimitri offered. Why was he doing this? If I didn't know better, I would have thought he was trying to find excuses to hang around me. But I knew better. That was the tragedy.

Sparring. What harm can it do right? So I shrugged and said, 'Sure'

We both took our positions and as he advanced, I quickly realized that in my current state, sparring him was a very bad decision. I was close enough to look into his eyes, the same deep concentration and passion flowed through them; I could smell his scent, the same intoxicating smell of raw power and male adrenaline; I could feel his touch against my skin as he threw blow after blow at me, the same one that once caressed me gently a long time ago. I tried my best to focus, tried to tell myself that he's the enemy and yet the flood of memories that ensued meant that Dimitri had an easy time throwing me off my balance and landing me on my back.

I was pissed off. I had never lost my focus like this before. What the hell was wrong with me? My eyes flashed open to find him crouching over me, in the same position that we were all those years before. He was looking at me strangely, like he was struggling to control himself. My heart was beating so loudly that I was certain he could hear it. Is he going to kiss me?

Then, he let go of me and stood up abruptly. Turning to one side, he said, 'Looks like the stories aren't as true, Hathaway'.

Hathaway, you are a Class A idiot.

Now I wasn't just pissed off. I was hurt, bitter and humiliated. 'Fuck you,' I spat and stormed out of the gym, out of the lobby and into the darkness.

The cold air hit my face as I frantically wiped the tears away. I ran towards the edge of the mountain. From there, I could see the snow covered plains in the distance. I screamed at the mountains and then I broke down and sobbed. I hated him for coming back, but most of all, I hated myself for being weak. How could I let him get to me like that?

As I sat on the edge of the mountain, I started to consider whether it would be too late to fly back to Europe to join my parents. But that would be weak. And a good Guardian is never weak. I was just caught off guard. It's been an emotional 24 hours and it will get better. I will learn to control my emotions better. After all, keeping emotions in check was an important, even vital, part of being a Guardian. I will turn around and apologize to him for my unruly behavior. I will control myself and I will maintain my distance. He is not mine. I will not entertain thoughts of kissing him. I will let the memories go. I will move on. It's been more than a year. It's about time.

Yes, I told myself again, it is time to move on.

I trudged slowly back to the villa, feeling a little better now that I've made the decision to move on with my life and leave it all behind. No matter what front I presented to everyone else, I was clearly still pining for him. No more though. I will always hold the memory of him in a special place in my heart. But I will no longer allow myself to visit that place. I smiled bitterly. This must be what it's like to grow up.

The welcoming smell of roast turkey wafted through the door and made me smile. Lissa had planned a dinner party for the gang that night. She said it was my welcome home dinner. Despite being away, she still took it upon herself to cook meals for us, not that I was complaining. No doubt there will be too much food and wine. I was determined to enjoy myself that night. While no one else will know it, I will be celebrating my release from being love-sick.

'Had a good gym session?' Adrian was perched on the couch when I entered the front door.

I gave him my brightest smile; 'Yup' I winked at him and climbed the stairs to my room to get changed, leaving him bewildered. He was obviously confused at my sudden change in attitude towards him. But I was letting the past go; I might as well have some fun while I was at it, and since he was so adamant at crossing that line we had drawn, I would take advantage of it.

I passed Dimitri and Tasha's room on the way to mine and I decided to take the opportunity to apologize to Dimitri then. I knocked on the door and he opened it, surprised to see me. I smiled at him and said, 'Hey, I'm sorry about before. You were right. I wasn't concentrating and if you were disappointed at my lack of focus, I'm sorry about that. I will endeavor to be the best guardian that I possibly can. It's just been a tiring day... Flying back, coming here… Not that that's any excuse…' I was rambling and I had to stop before I made a fool out of myself, 'But most of all… I'm sorry for being rude,'

He just looked at me. I thought that was rude. The least he could do was acknowledge my apology.

'Um… Well... I hope you and Tasha have an enjoyable stay. And if you ever want to spar again, I'll make sure I'm prepared for it,' I forced a smile and turned to walk away.

'Thanks Roza – you've grown in more ways than I thought,'

Roza.

There goes my heart again. I swore I heard it break as I brushed the sentiment away. I forced a smile at him and walked away. I was proud of myself.

Did you like it? I felt that I may have rushed things a bit. If so, please let me know and I'll try to slow things down a little next time. With love, bluestarberry.