I woke up curled up against a warm body on a couch, the smell of fresh linen and familiar body smell in my nose, with the feeling of someone elses breath tickling my bare neck with their every slow exhale, their chest rising and falling underneath me, a relaxed hand dancing the bare skin of my back under my top.

Basically. I woke up in heaven.

Roberto was reading, I could hear the sound of him turning the pages one handed, the other hand occasionally stroking my back up and down my spine. When I opened one eye I could see his chest, most of his body acting as a giant body pillow for me, and the pages of his book being propped up on his shirt.

He looked down slowly, red-brown eyes meeting my sleepy gaze, and his smile filled my heart as efficently as air filled my lungs.

"Hi." I said, very softly, and he grinned back. "Are we still in Oriens?"

I had to ask. It felt like that'd be impossible- I was way too happy, comfortable and at peace right now to be that close to my Father.

"Sadly, yes." Roberto responded. He continued to stroke my back but lowered the book so that he could tuck hair behind my ear. "For now."

"Aren't I heavy?"

"No. And anyway- I like it."

I could hear movement behind us and twisted my head to see the bodyguards there, just outside the room, standing in the passage way. We were alone for the time being... well, more or less.

"He's not getting in here." Roberto's voice had darkened for a moment and he squeezed me suddenly. "Not even if he begged."

"Good." I returned my head to where it had been and shut my eyes. It felt amazing here. The sound of a phone chime got my attention as Roberto reached for a phone somewhere and when I opened my eyes he was reading a message.

"Edward is glad you're awake."

"How does he know?"

"I told him just now."

When? When I'd looked at the bodyguards? Roberto must have had fast magic fingers. I shook my head and snuggled my face into Roberto's chest, nuzzling, deciding to not ask.

What I did want to know was what was going on. Even though I was comfortable, relaxed and competely safe, that didn't change the fact that just this time yesterday I was stressing out and trying to not panic. Was it this time yesterday I was in some awkward dinner with my father? Probably.

"So what's happening? What are they doing? Is Prince Kei-"

"Let me have another hour with you before you think about other men." Roberto bonked me gently on the head with the book. When I shook my head Roberto squeezed me tight suddenly and slid up slowly, tugging me up with him, so that we were sitting there. Roberto yanked me between his legs on the couch. "All right. What's happening is..."

He used his foot to pull the coffee table closer, a laptop on it, and dropped the book to one side. Roberto leaned forward, still hanging onto me, and pulled the laptop up into my lap. Fingers slid across the touch part of the laptop and a screensaver cut off quickly. "This."

I was staring at a webcam feed. It looked like security footage of outside, slightly blurry but still fairly impressive images of the gardens, and Roberto slid his fingers across the screen to select a specific camera.

"What have you guys done?"

"Hacked the hacker's hacking." Roberto responded. "Your Father isn't the only one who knows smart people."

"Huh?"

"Don't worry about it. We hired the best." He squeezed me suddenly. "They don't like it when bad guys steal from good guys."

I was sure he was trying to get me to guess who they'd hired. I honestly had no clue. I didn't know much about computers. Roberto continued to slide his finger, scowled suddenly as a password popped up, and tried to enter it.

He tried about three times before it shut him out. Roberto sat up straighter, yanking his phone down, dialed a number and spoke into it, "Fox- We can't get it to find the right one. What was the password again?"

I didn't hear the response. I did hear the person hang up on Roberto though.

"I think he meant he was coming to help." Roberto muttered. He squeezed me as he lifted the laptop back down on the desk. "Prince Keith is with them now."

"Is he safe?"

"He's more useful to the fake Glennybear safe- they want him to believe the lie. It's a good double though. I can see why people are fooled." Roberto gazed up as someone entered.

I didn't know him. He glared at us, eyes pointedly staring at the way Roberto was holding onto me, this scowl on his face as he moved to sit on the other couch. Some blonde guy in black, in his early twenties maybe, and his fingers flew across the keyboard as he muttered, "Annoying..."

"Come on, it's an impossible password."

"What's impossible about it? It's standard. Easy."

Roberto, I was sure, was still hoping I'd guess who this was. I honestly had no clue. I didn't know much about the hackers of the world.

He got into the right camrea pretty quickly though. Then we were suddenly faced with two faces- one very familiar face, the image of Prince Keith, and then the fake Prince Glenn. There was a red head woman there as well, a pretty one, and … of course... my Father. Hanging around.

"Who's the woman?" I asked, voice soft, and wondered why I was suddenly whispering. This stranger had me a bit flustered. He was rude and I wasn't sure how to act around him. I tried to peel Roberto's arms from my waist, just in case that was what was making this guy so rude, but Roberto hung on like an octpypus. Maybe he felt threatened?

"Glenn's fiancee."

"Huh? So Father found someone to bribe?"

Roberto laaughed. "He thinks so."

The blonde man was working on the computer, even as we were watching it, having put the webcam to one half of the screen. I could see he was suddenly on a call to someone else, another video screen popping up, someone with dark brown hair.

"Boss- Hiro's wardrobe isn't in place?"

"Were you looking, Takuto?" The man almost sung it, clearly delighted, and then he stared at us. "Oh, she's awake."

The man known as 'Takuto' was flustered suddenly, angry, scowling at it as he shut down the video call. He stood up and left the room, leaving us with the original cam of Prince Keith, this woman, Glenn and my Father.

"He's a bit moody, I think." Roberto whispered into my ear. "But I'm cuter. Right?"

"Um. Of course you are. You aren't so frowny." I responded, tugging his hand up to kiss it, not sure why I had to reassure him about this. I wasn't really a fan of moody guys. Us women had enough moody moments as it was. "But... who are they? Your bodyguards or hackers or..."

"The Black Foxes." Roberto grinned even wider.

"Huh?" My voice rose. What! No way. I'd heard about them- everyone had heard about them- but what the hell were they doing here? I had heard they only stole to return things, or something, but... "What are..."

"Your Father stole Glenny's throne. Biggest job ever for them. Prince Glenn found them, or rather, they found him through Keithykins. I don't even know how they knew he was the wrong one." Roberto shrugged. "Look. There's another."

Another?

I saw a dark haired man on the TV. He was moving towards the red headed woman in the dress, bending to speak to her, but without audio I couldn;'t tell what was going on. The woman seemed to be embarrassed all of a sudden though and the two of them left.

"Who ..."

"Today, he's her brother."

"Um. Okay then." I was guessing on other days he wasn't.

"Don't mention them to Prince Joshua. He only knows they're helping- not who they are." Roberto kissed the back of my neck as I squirmed. He was sliding the mouse around o nthe screen and had it pointing at the room next door all of a sudden.

The red headed woman had her hand down her top and was adjusting her boobs.

What the hell?

"It's a man." Roberto was so delighted by all of this. "Isn't it amazing?"

"It... his fiancee is a man?"

"Your Father has no idea! It's the least he deserves for this!" Roberto laughed. "Shh. So that is what's happening. We're not experts, and we need to stay safe, so..."

"You're getting help from the Black Foxes."

"Do you mind?"

"Nope. Not if it gets Glenn his throne back without hurting anyone." I really meant it too. I didn't know how I felt about these guys otherwise, I honestly didn't know much about them, but I was amused by the whole situation. "So you guys really have it under control."

"I made sure of it." Roberto responded. His vocie dropped suddenly, softer, sliding his chin onto my shoulder. "I'm going to make him hurt for hurting you."

That... was very dark for Roberto. Even his voice had changed with that last softly spoken line. I shuddered, his arms squeezed me again, and he slid a hand down my arm. "My poor Phia. Even Keithy was mad. Look at his face- his eyes show it, even if he's smiling."

"He knows?"

"I sent him a photo. Edward too. And all the Black Foxes."

What! My face got really flustered now and I grabbed for his phone. Stared at the photo he'd sent.

Okay, my face was really bad, and I really should have gotten makeup. Black, blue, an obvious hand print all over the cheek and near the eye, which explained why half my face still felt swollon and awful. I hadn't been concentrating on it before though.

"You sent them this?"

Roberto nodded against my shoulder. "Don't be mad. You're my Phia- they needed to know. We'll get him back for it. Plus- they can use it in court. My lawyer agreed."

I wasn't sure I agreed with the 'needed to know'. There was something in his voice though that … kind of removed anger. He was probably more upset about it than he was really letting on. If I'd found Roberto with that kind of mark on his face what would I have done? If my Father had hurt him so badly that half his face was now red, purple and brown?

I probably would have sent the photo to every one of those Princes as well. Maybe not to strangers like the Black Foxes... but yeah. Revenge would have been mine and I'd have recruited every last willing body to help me get it.

"Are you mad?"

"No. If he hurt you... I'd want revenge too." I admitted.

Roberto relaxed against my back, his warm chest easing through his clothing, and I felt the tension in my body fade slowly. It was embarrassing, sure, but …

"Keith is so mad about it. Look at him." Roberto said softly. "He doesn't respect men who do that. See how his eyes don't change shape? At all?"

"...I can't really tell." I admitted. Prince Keith was sitting there at the table, chatting away, looking 'diplomatic enough', and even smiled briefly to the fake Glenn's 'fiancee', but … \

"He hides it." Roberto responded. "Watch him for about two minutes."

I did just that. And...

Wow. Okay. I saw what Roberto meant. Over the next few minutes, mo matter what facial expression Prince Keith made, a smile, a slight grimiace, a netural expression, whatever he did with his lips and cheeks... his eyes did not move. Once. They were just locked into the same shape. Kind of narrowed. Focused. I had to really stare at him to see it, sure, but … there was something. "Oh. I see. He's pretty scary."

"You think he's scary- you should see Joshy when he's mad. He's the master of passive agression. That's why Ed isn't there now- he can't hide his emotion."

"He was angry?"

Roberto shook his head. "Kind of upset, actually. He doesn't like negative things so he's in the gardens admiring the roses instead."

He did seem gentler than the others. I sighed. "Maybe you shouldn't have showed him."

"I didn't. Keith did."

Ah. "Then tell him from me that everything will heal."

"I'll do it in code, but okay." Roberto slid his phone out in front of me and started to work on a text. 'Ed- Milo is bright + bubbly 2day! She heeaaaarts my lap! I think she's in looooveeee.'

"...that wasn't what I meant." I had to assume I was 'Milo' today.

"He'll be happy just to know you're happy."

I supposed Roberto was right. And when Edward sent a big smiley face back, complete with a selfie of himself sitting in amongst the roses, I smiled somewhat.

"See? Happy Eddy. Now." Roberto's hand slid up my top, very sudden, and he grinned as his fingers skimmed across the bottom of my bra. "Can I play with you yet? We can be … quiet." He whispered, bititng my earlobe, and one of his legs crossed over mine so that his foot could slide up... very high.

No. There were bodyguards out there. I squirmed, warmth flooding me even with the strangers nearby, and decided a 'kiss' wouldn't hurt.

Of course a kiss wasn't a kiss for long. I'd have denied it later, of course, but Roberto did manage to get his way. And... I honestly liked that. It was kind of exciting, this 'quickie' with the door shut, because we were torn between laughing at the stupidity of our actions while Roberto tried his hardest to keep my bad leg out of the way.

Still- we tried a new position against the wall. Fully clothed.

And no one was the wiser. I hoped.

Afterwoods I sat in his lap once again, shaking my head, face flustered from laughing, trying to bat his roaming hands away from my now heated skin. Silly. We were like teenagers.

"That was stupid."

"Uh huh." Roberto didn't seem to mind my assessment at all. He leaned back, shutting his eyes, hands grasping onto my hands tightly as his fingers entwined through mine. Now I was laying with my head in his lap on a pillow, feet propped up on the other end of the couch, as he sat there with his legs open around me. "I don't care. I missed you."

"I missed you too."

We went quiet, peace settling over us, before I realised. Oh.

I hadn't told Roberto yet.

"My Father tampered with our ...you know. Condoms."

"I know." Roberto responded lightly. "I saw they had holes in them- I held them up to a light. Don't worry- I swapped them with someone elses condoms."

"What!" I sat up straighter at htat, voice rising, stunned. "That's..."

"Relax, Phia. I'll give him some new ones... but he'll never have sex before I do. Never. And I won't tell you who it is either." Roberto grinned at me. "You'd never look at hm the same way if you knew he was into those kinds of condoms..."

Oh yeah, because they weren't just 'regular' kinds. They had been 'large' and with some special … tingly cream.

"You better replace them soon."

"I will, I promice."

I wondered who the hell had gotten them. Roberto was clearly not going to talk and... and I didn't want to know. I was more relieved that he'd noticed. So I wasn't going to be pregnant. Probably. Still... some part of me was a little disappointed. Crazy, right? "So I'm not..."

"You want to be?" Roberto asked, suddenly, his voice softening. "I thought you'd want to wait till you finish study. At least. We're young. We have a few years."

"No, I do... I do one day." I admitted. "It'd be hard to study with a baby."

"So do I." He smiled down at me. "We can do it when we're ready. When your Father is shut away where he can't touch my Phia or my baby."

We both looked to the computer screen now. They weren't there anymore, the 'lunch' or whatever it had been was over, and Roberto slid it shut. He ran fingers through my hair slowly.

"Let's go to the bathroom, clean up a bit, and meet the others down here for a drink and a meetup. Okay?"

I nodded and let him help me up.

A/N : Surprise... black fox appearance! :)

I'm still trying to decide who Roberto gave the 'broken condoms' to. Bwahaaa.