"Rosalie, I thought you said we were vampires?" Emmett said as we were running through the forest.

I already explained the basics to his new immortal life (immortality, speed, beauty, indestructibility, cold skin, and strength [he rather liked the strength part]).

"We are," I replied in slight confusion.

"Then why are we hunting for animals? I always thought vampires ate people."

'Ah, I can see where this was going'

"And why are we out in the daytime!" he added as he glared accusingly at the sky.

I stopped running now and was laughing. He zoomed past me and within the same second was at my side.

"What?" he asked completely puzzled now.

"I guess I forgot to explain some things didn't I?"

He looked at me waiting for me to continue.

"Well, the whole daytime thing," I started.

"Yeah?"

"Myth," I simply said, "the garlic, and wooden stake to the heart, the crosses and the no reflection thing."

"Yes?" he urged.

"Not true."

"Really?"

"Yes, we can only die if another one of our kind rips us apart and burns the pieces."

He looked deep in thought now, his brow furrowed together.

"What?" I wondered.

"Well… this whole time when I was human I always thought I would be able to defend myself against a vampire, not that I believed they really existed, I'm just saying," he said simply.

I couldn't help but smile, 'he's just so accepting.'

"And the animals?" he added.

"Oh yes, the animals. You are right about one thing vampires do eat people."

"Then why aren't we?"

"Well, it's kind of complicated," I began.

"I'm sure I can keep up"

"Hmm… How about we get you fed first and then I will explain things."

He looked at me with dissatisfaction.

"You'll thank me once that burning in your throat is tamed," I continued.

"Is that what this is?"

I nodded and took a deep breath taking in what ever it was in the air.

"Ah, perfect," I said more to myself rather than him.

"What?" he said eagerly

"Find out for yourself, close your eyes."

He looked at me questioningly.

I rolled my eyes, "just do it."

He glared at me but closed his eyes anyway.

"Now, what do you hear."

"Everything, what can't I hear?"

"Concentrate, Emmett," saying his name still made me feel faint.

I closed me eyes and sighed trying to concentrate myself, lately his been making it hard to do so whenever I was around him. Which was all the time.

"I hear… footsteps, hooves," he said softly.

"Good, what else?"

"Heartbeats."

"Where?"

He opened his eyes, which were now black from thirst.

"There," he pointed to the southwest.

"How many?"

He closed his eyes again, "four."

"Very good, Emmett."

"Now what?"

"What do you think?"

He grinned a childlike grin and was out of my sight within seconds. I whirled around only to find him running in the direction in which he pointed. I couldn't help but smile myself as I ran behind him. He was fast I'll give him that, but I was faster. I leapt onto a tree, jumping from branch to branch keeping a close eye on him. I noticed the herd of deer was coming into view now. I leapt to one more tree branch and sat down to observe.

The deer didn't stand a chance, in an instant I saw Emmett bound onto the largest buck causing them both to roll onto the ground. In a few seconds I noticed the animal was dry and so did Emmett. He was at his feet in an instant looking around for more, at almost the same time both of us turned our attention to the west. He was off running once again only to find one of the deer that had escaped.

Five deer and three elk later, Emmett was looking around not for more prey but for me, "Rosalie?"

He was whirling around looking at every possible corner, "Where are you?"

I couldn't help but smile, I jumped from my branch and was at his side.

"I'm right here," I side from behind him.

"Oh!" he said as he spun around to face me, "there you are! Uhmm… I think I'm full now."

He was rubbing his stomach now as if trying to prove to me that he was in fact full, "aren't you going to eat?"

"I'm not a big fan of herbivores," I simply said.

"Then what do you eat?"

I closed my eyes and sniffed the air and found the scent I was looking for. I exhaled in satisfaction, "Would you like to see?"

Before he could reply I was running, I could feel him close behind me trying to keep up. Within seconds I saw my target, just like my last hunting trip it was a bear. This time a black bear instead of grizzly.

***

"Why don't I get to eat bears?!" he has been complaining about this for the past half hour.

Usually this kind of behavior annoyed me, but when he did it, it amused me.

"Because you are young," I said through a suppressed smile as we washed off.

"That was a amazing I have to admit, oh and the way you took out that lion!"

He was going on and on but I didn't mind.

"You'll see one day I'm going to-" he stopped mid-sentenced.

I looked over at him only to see he was staring at me.

"What is it?" I asked filled with concern.

"Your eyes are a different color now."

I looked at myself in the mirror to see what he was talking about, he was right. My eyes were different, they were no longer pitch black, filled with thirst. They were a bright gold.

"They're different from mine…"

Before I could explain Esme walked into the very large bathroom.

"Emmett, Carlisle would like to see you in his study," she told him.

"Okay," he gave me a meaningful look and walked out of the room.

I waited until I heard Carlisle's office door close shut before I spoke, "What does Carlisle want?"

"Well… You know… He's just going to give him the talk."

'Ooooh that talk.'

Most parents gave talks about sex, my parents… gave talks about not murdering people.

"Do you love him?" I heard from behind me.

Her sudden accusation took me by surprise.

"Love? What?! Don't be ridiculous Esme, I'm just helping him adjust," I said in a rush.

Esme was at my side now, leaning against the bathroom sink counter with her arms folded eyeing me as if I were lying through my teeth.

'I am just helping him adjust… that's it…. Right?'

"You know, Carlisle was helping me adjust too until…"

"This is different."

"How?" I heard Edward say as he walked into the bathroom.

"It just is okay?" I clarified as I walked out of the bathroom and into the living room.

I felt them close behind me, "I hear his thoughts when he is around you, usually newborns only have blood on the brain. Although he does think about it often, whenever you're around he can't stop thinking of you. It's amazing actually."

'He thinks about me?'

"All the time, when he's not thinking about his thirst," Edward said answering my silent question.

"And the way he looks at you, it's not hard to miss Rose," Esme added.

I flopped down onto the couch not saying a word.

Before I could say anything I could hear Emmett's heavy but graceful footsteps descending from the stairs.

Edward and Esme heard him to and quietly left the room.

I didn't even look at him when he walked in, I just sat there with my legs crossed staring out of the large glass sliding door.

"Rosalie… can I talk to you?"

I was forced out of my daze, and forced to look at him.

"Uhmm… yeah… sure."

He walked towards the sliding door and opened it, stepping aside waiting for me to go through first. I walked through the door and muttered a thank you for his courtesy. He closed the door behind him and was at my side.

"So… Carlisle told me everything," he started.

"Did he?" I said raising my eyebrows in false interest, I've heard the talk before and knew it well it was nothing new to me.

I was just about to walk forward but I felt his massive hand grab my wrist to stop me. At that instant my wrist felt like it was on fire. It didn't feel as unpleasant as it sounds, it was more of something that just sent a shock through my whole body.

"Rose… wait."

I stopped where I stood, but I did not turn around.

"He told me the reason behind our eating habits and why my eyes are different from your's," he let go of my wrist and I heard him walk back towards the glass door.

Suddenly, that shock I had felt through my body was instantly gone, and as soon as it left I couldn't help but want more of it. I turned around to face Emmett. But, he was no longer looking at me. He was looking at his reflection in the glass door.

I couldn't help but notice the pain that was registered on his face. I reached out and put my hand on his shoulder, "Emmett, what is it?"

"I have the eyes of a monster…" just like his face the pain in his voice was clear.

"What?"

"These red eyes, are the eyes of a monster…"

"Wha- No.. No their not," I stammered.

'How can this beautiful man think of himself as a monster.'

"Carlisle told me why they aren't gold like your's.. It's because I crave human blood. My body is craving the blood of innocent people."

I was at a loss for words. Completely caught off guard.

"But you," he turned to face me now, "your eyes.. Your beautiful gold eyes…"

I felt his hand on my chin as he lifted it so I could face him.

"Your sweet, angelic eyes," I still couldn't speak. I could hardly even think!

"You don't crave what I crave do you?"

I wish he were right but truth was, I craved human blood just as much as he did. I was just better at controlling myself.

"You're wrong…" was all I could say.

"I'm sorry?"

"These eyes are just as monstrous as you think your's are," I pulled myself away from him feeling ashamed, once again.

"No… you're wrong. They're beautiful."

"No! They're not!" I couldn't control myself anymore, "Do you know how hard it was not to kill you where you laid. I still cannot believe that I was able to do. It took my everything to not kill you! Don't you understand!? Everything…"

He looked at me incredulity.

"If anyone is the monster. It's me. Although I wasn't the one who changed you, I was the one who decided for it to happen. I took away your life, took away your happy ending! I am so sorry. I did this to you. I am more sorry than you can ever understand."

I was starting to walk away until I felt that firing shock again, suddenly I was pulled into his chest and he held on to me tight.

I don't know why but I closed my eyes and buried my face into his massive chest. And took a mental note of his scent, pine and vanilla.

"No, I'm sorry. I've taken this gift you have given me for granted."

'Gift? How can he think of this as a gift after telling me he thought of himself as a monster?'

"Again, I am sorry. I will try my best to not give into this craving, I promise. You will not hear me complain ever again."

He was rubbing my back as if to soothe me.

"You're still not mad that I took away your life?" I had to ask.

"No, Rosalie if only you knew me while I was human. I was not the best person in the world. Actually I was quit the opposite."

I found that really hard to believe.

"You see, my mother had left my father and I when I was eleven years old. My father was an abusive drunk who liked to… well take his frustration out on us."

I looked up at him now, he was still holding onto me as he spoke.

"I was never able to truly blame my father for my mother leaving, how could I? I just came to the conclusion that that was just the way he was. I did however found it easier to blame my mother. She had left me with this man, she didn't even bother to give me any hint as to where she could have been. So I rebelled. As years passed, I got bigger, stronger. When I was seventeen my father was having one of his… episodes. I couldn't stand it anymore. So… I fought back. My father never dared touch me again after that, considering he was scared and I left home. For awhile I thought I could do whatever I pleased since I was free of my father. I stole when I had to and fought when I had to. It was all fun for me and I didn't care who I hurt in the process because I was free. It wasn't until I woke up into this new life that I realized for the past three years I have been truly alone."

I still couldn't talk, all I did was stare.

"I felt alone until I saw your face again when I woke up," he looked deeply into my eyes, "Rosalie, you didn't take anything away from me. In fact if anything you've given me much more than I could ever imagine in these short few days."

"But you said…" I whispered but couldn't continue.

"I know what I said and I am very sorry. I will not give into the craving, will that make you happy?"

I nodded.

"And as for these eyes, they will fade and be the same as your's someday. But will not be as close to as beautiful as your's."

He smiled down at me and took my face between his hands and leaned his face to mine. His lips were soft as they molded into mine, I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. I'm assuming he felt the same fire in his veins as I did because in an instant I couldn't feel the ground anymore. I wrapped myself around him as he supported my weight, carrying me.

My mind was racing now, every kiss, touch, the smell of his sweet scent drove me onto the brink of insanity. For a moment my world was in flames and I wouldn't want it any other way. And that's what Emmett was, he was the thing that set my world on fire.

No amount of human blood can ever match the scorching burn I felt when he touched me.

"I love you," I said between breaths.

He pulled away from me, looking at me with a gorgeous grin that matched perfectly with his gorgeous face, "I love you too."

My hands wrapped around his hair as I pulled him towards me once again, kissing him more hungrily.