Author's Note: This chapter wasn't as long as I would have liked it to be but I guess it ended at the right part and I felt like I couldn't add anything. I might post again earlier but I am not sure cos Christmas is so close and I am going to be heaps busy. Plus my birthday is 4 days after so I will be even more busy. I will try to post as soon as I can. No promises though.

Adrian listened with his eyes shut as footsteps walked away from him and towards the door. He heard the door shut and he opened his eyes. He sat up in bed, vision blurry as he looked around his room. Everything looked the same until he noticed a bikini top on the couch. He heard a knock at the door. He grabbed the bikini top and walked to the door.

Opening the door he held out the bikini top. "Here you forgot your-

There was a blonde at his door but it wasn't the blonde Adrian slept with, it was Vasilisa Dragomir. He walked away from the open door and shoved the bikini top in a random drawer. He walked back towards her. "Sorry bout that. Come in."

Vasilisa entered the room, embarrassment colouring her aura. It was still golden but there were other colours; worry, curiosity, and some other emotions he couldn't make out. She sat down on the couch and Adrian sat on the one opposite her.

Adrian ran his fingers through his hair as he waited for her to say something. She stared off into space. She kept opening her mouth then closing it.

" How… how did you know about me?" she asked finally.

"What, about your abilities?"

"Yeah"

"I heard…stories about you and Victor Dashkov." Vasilisa flinched at the name. "I was curious since a lot of things that I heard about you were the same for me."

Vasilisa looked confused. "Like what?"

"Like I said last night, about how you haven't specialized in any of the four elements, the bond between you and Rose." He got up and walked towards the fridge and grabbed a bottle of whisky and a glass from the side cabinet. He paused and looked at Vasilisa. "Want anything?"

Vasilisa frowned in disapproval. "No thanks."

Adrian shrugged. "Suit yourself." He made his way back to the couch. He opened the bottle and poured himself a drink.

Vasilisa was staring at him. "Are you…?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you bonded with anyone?"

"Nah, not my style."

Vasilisa was about to ask him something else when Adrian heard footsteps heading towards his door. Not wanting to be interrupted Adrian got up and opened the door. He was surprised to see Rose on the other side. She was holding a large crate full of what Adrian could smell was perfume. I must remind myself to tip the postal service.

"Little dhampir," he said cordially. "Didn't expect to see you here."

"I'm returning these." She hoisted the box towards him before he could protest. Clumsily, he caught it, staggering a bit in surprise. Once he had a good grip, he took a few steps back and set it on the floor.

"Didn't you like any of them?" he asked. "You want me to get you some more?"

"Don't send me any more gifts."

"It isn't a gift. It's a public service. What woman doesn't own perfume?"

"Don't do it again," she said firmly.

Vasilisa got up off the couch, "Rose? Is that you?"

She peered around Adrian to see Vasilisa. She was surprised.

"What are you doing here?"

Maybe the bond didn't work on a hangover.

"What are you doing here?" Vasilisa asked.

"Ladies, ladies," he said teasingly. "No need to fight over me."

Rose glared. "We're not. I just want to know what's going on here."

"Me too" Rose jumped and turned to see Gaurdian Belikov standing in the hallway.

He was shocked and disappointed to see Rose and Vasilisa in Adrian's company. He stepped past Rose and came into the room, looking between the three of them.

"Male and female students aren't supposed to be in each other's rooms."

Thank god I hid that bikini top and he obviously hasn't noticed the bottle of whisky. He'd probably have a heart attack seeing his 'lover' with me.

"How do you keep doing this?" Rose asked Adrian, frustrated.

"Do what?"

"Keep making us look bad!"

He chuckled. "You guys are the ones who came here."

"You shouldn't have let them in," scolded Belikov. "I'm sure you know the rules at St. Vladmir's."

Adrian shrugged. "Yeah, but I don't have to follow any school's stupid rules."

"Perhaps not," said Belikov coldly. "But I would have thought you'd still respect those rules."

Adrian rolled his eyes. "I'm kind of surprised to find you lecturing about underage girls."

Adrian saw the anger in his aura. He was furious. His fists were clenched.

"Besides," continued Adrian, "nothing sordid was going on. We were just hanging out."

"If you want to 'hang out' with your girls, do it at one of the public areas."

Adrian laughed without humour. Rose looked at him, freaked out. "Young girls? Young girls? Sure. Young and old at the same time. They've barely seen anything in life, yet they've seen too much. One's marked with life, and one's marked with death…but they're the ones you're worried about? Worry about yourself, dhampir. Worry about you, and worry about me. We're the ones who are young."

Everyone was staring at Adrian, completely confused. These auras are starting to get to me.

Adrian was calm and looked perfectly normal again. He turned away and strolled towards the window, glancing casually back at them as he picked up his cigarettes.

"You ladies should probably go. He's right. I am a bad influence."

Adrian listened as they left the room and shut the door. He lit the cigarette, frowning. What the hell was that? I need a drink.

He walked back to the couch and took a long drink from the glass of whisky. As he was thinking he looked over and noticed the box full of perfume. He walked over and awkwardly picked up the crate and carried it over to the couch. He counted the perfume bottles and noticed one was missing. He looked at the list. Amor Amor. How fitting.

By the way if I don't post again before Christmas… Merry Christmas!!!