Stephenie Meyer and Tomoko Hayakawa. I don't own anything (apart from the fluffy part...)

Taking all reviews in account, I believe that I should add BOTH. Edward and Bella fluff/Rosalie. To all that fear Rosalie will portray what she is in the book – she will be severely OOC. And WOW. 210 Reviews (past the 200 mark) I love you guys.

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"Emmett, mail!" Bella called up the stairs. She had an official looking letter in her hand. Emmett ran down the stairs and swiftly took the letter out of Bella's grasp.

"Thanks," he said with a grin. Bella rolled her eyes.

"What?" Emmett asked innocently.

"Don't bust your game out on me, I've totally given up on boys," Bella said. Emmett made a frustrated noise.

"Damn," he said jokingly.

"Boys just end up breaking your heart," Bella said softly. She was instantly reminded of Edward.

"I bet you broke some hearts too," Emmett said.

"What did I say about flirting?" Bella said with a grin. Emmett threw his arms by his side.

"That wasn't flirting!" Emmett said with a massive grin. Bella rolled her eyes. Emmett opened his letter. Bella looked over his shoulder, and Emmett let her read it.

Dearest Emmett,

In 4 months you will come of age, and will be the sole heir to the McCarthy chain of hotels. It is then that we have arranged a marriage between you and Rosalie Hale, the heir to the Hale chain of hotels.

"What?" Emmett said loudly.

"They can't do that! That's so last century," Bella said furiously.

"Wait, let me read on," Emmett said quietly but angrily.

On Saturday 10th January, you are to meet with Rosalie and myself at the Italian restaurant in Port Angeles at 1pm sharp. You must not be late. You must not bring any of your so-called girlfriends. This is a once in a lifetime opportunity.

Regards,

Mr. McCarthy.

"Don't go," Bella said simply.

"What?" Emmett said in a confused voice.

"I said, don't go. You shouldn't have to be forced to do something you don't want to," Bella said.

"You don't know my dad," Emmett said, screwing the letter into a ball.

"I don't care. Don't go," Bella said adamantly.

"What's wrong? I heard yelling," Carlisle said, walking down the stairs. Emmett threw the ball at Carlisle, which Carlisle caught. He opened it. Carlisle's eyes read it quickly and then he continued walking down the stairs.

"Emmett, I can't believe your dad would do such a thing," Carlisle said with clenched teeth.

"I know."

"You have to go, your dad-," Carlisle started.

"I know."

Emmett was numb. He was too numb. He couldn't possibly see himself settled down with someone. He had to be with someone different. He was seeing 3 different people at the same time. He had no time to get married and please the other women. He didn't care what Rosalie Hale was. Rosalie Hale couldn't stand in the way of love, which was Emmett's love of women.

"Rosalie Hale could be really ugly for all I know, I don't want to be tied down to someone like that," Emmett said. Bella's eyes widened. Emmett's brain clicked.

"No, Bella, I didn't mean-!"

"You meant what I know you meant! Just because someone isn't good-looking doesn't mean they have to be deprived of the chance at marriage!" Bella said. She stormed up the stairs.

Edward had just taken a morning shower. He was drying his hair when he saw Bella. Ever since Christmas he hadn't spoken to Bella at all. At this moment, Bella was on the verge of tears and he couldn't help it.

"What's wrong, Bella?" he asked, he put a hand on her arm. Bella glared at him. Edward took his hand off her arm and took a step back. Edward was afraid that she'd dunk his head again.

"Sorry for asking," Edward said in his musical voice. Bella looked at him and a single tear fell down her face. Edward caught it on his finger. He looked at it carefully and to Bella's amazement he licked the tear.

"Edward, that's gross!" Bella exclaimed.

"No, it kind of tasted nice, but that's in the past. What's bothering you?"

"Emmett," Bella sniffed.

"I heard he got a letter," Edward mused.

"Yes, and he's having an arranged marriage," Bella said softly.

"Wow, that's not like Emmett, but I don't think he arranged it," Edward said, his eyes wide.

"He said that he doesn't want to be tied down to someone ugly," Bella said, more tears leaking. Edward instinctively pulled Bella close. Bella was numb.

"Don't worry about him."

Bella's mind was screaming. Her head was on Edward's chest. True, she had seen his chest many times. However, she had never marvelled at it. It was pale, like his skin. There were contours on his chest she had never noticed before. Her eyes were tracing the same pattern over and over again. Jasper rushed past them, realising Edward was hugging Bella. Edward fell back. Bella was dragged with him. Jasper didn't turn around to look. Jasper knew what he was doing, and he had done it purposefully.

Edward closed his eyes in pain. Bella stared at Edward's face. It was so handsome, so ethereal, so dazzling. Bella sat up. Edward loosened his grip. Bella took his hand and she traced the veins on his hand. She wanted him to flip his hand over. Knowing what she wanted, Edward did so. Bella gasped.

"Sorry, I just had a feeling," Edward said, his mouth twisted due to the amount of pain he was in.

Bella straightened his arm out and laid it on the floor. She lay on his arm. Edward's arm curled over Bella.

"Why were you upset by Emmett not wanting to marry an ugly girl?" Edward asked. Bella sighed as she answered, "If all people were like that and didn't want to marry an ugly girl then I would have no hope at all."

"Lots of boys would die to marry you."

Edward blushed. Bella blushed.

"Was that a line?" Bella asked with her eyes wide. She was grinning. Edward blushed deeper.

"You're blushing!" Bella accused.

"Was that a line?" Edward mimicked affectionately, "no it wasn't. If it was, then that's my best line."

Bella laughed and kissed Edward. It was easier now that she'd done it twice.

"You're sweet."

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