hey guys
i am soooooooooooo sorry that I haven't UD'ed in a while, just been oober busy, but i promise to add a couple of chapters today/tomorrow. i love you guys so much. thank you for you support!
Disclaimer: i do not own any of these characters Richelle Mead does, even if they are completely OOC
Collaborated with S.J.R
Chapter 1 continued:
"But you can choose the radio station." Dimitri said as he slid gracefully behind the wheel. Hope built in my eyes and I turned to him.
"Really?"
"No!" he said laughing.
"You're so mean!" I exclaimed sulking. He reached over and patted my thigh.
"Don't worry Rose, I still love you." I looked at him quickly. He looked shocked at what he had just said and put his hand on the steering wheel. He did not just say that. OH MY GOD! He so totally did! Hehehe! One of my internal giggles escaped my head and came out of my mouth. With that he slammed up his guardian mask and started the car. We continued to drive until we reached a tiny deserted town. Right in the middle of town was a motel. We pulled into the parking lot which was surprisingly full. Our feet crunched on the gravel driveway as we made our way to the reception. The bell rang to notify the desk clerk that there were new visitors. A chubby balding man in orange suspenders came out of a door to the far left.
"Good evening! How may I help you?" the cheery human asked.
"Good evening to you too." Dimitri replied, always the gentle man, one of the many things I loved and hated about him. At times his gentlemanly ways could be so irritating!
"My fiancé and I have been travelling for a long time and require a room for the night." The man looked at me and smiled.
"Of course, of course. Right this way." He led us out of the door and across the parking lot to a small green door. He unlocked the door quickly and handed Dimitri the key. I walked into the room, not bothering to wait for them to sort out the paper work. Ten minutes later Dimitri closed the door.
"Finally! Peace and quiet." He sighed and closed his eyes as he leant against the door.
"I ordered dinner, it should be here soon." He told me as he plonked himself down on the chair across the room from where I was flicking through the cable channels. I turned on the music channel and put the remote on the table.
"What was with the whole 'fiancé' thing back in there?"
"All part of the cover, Rose." He said fixing his molten chocolate eyes on me. There was suddenly a knock at the door and both Dimitri and I sprung into action. My hand was already on the silver stake in my jacket pocket and Dimitri went to see who it was. I followed closely behind and hid behind the corner making sure whoever was at the door couldn't see me. Dimitri opened the door to the room service person who was carrying a tray with-what smelled like-pizza on it. Dimitri payed the man and closed the door. My mouth was watering as I grabbed paper napkins from the counter. I plonked myself down on the bed and took a piece of pizza. I only realized then that I had missed breakfast. Dimitri gently opened a foil covered object and the strong smell of garlic hit me.
"Garlic bread, really? What kind of half-vampire are you?" I gasped with mock horror. Dimitri smiled a rare smile and threw a piece at me.
"Just eat it." he laughed.
"I'm melting! I'm melting!" I cried as I grabbed the bread.
"Wait, no that's witches,' I said scratching my chin. Dimitri laughed and pushed my shoulder gently. I grabbed his hand because I was about to fall off the bed. He was supposed to hold me up but instead I found him coming down. The next thing I knew he was next to me and we were both on the floor laughing extremely hard. I still had my piece of garlic bread in my hand and I threw it at his head. Our laughing quietened as we lay looking at each other. His perfectly shaped lips were still curved up in a smile and were begging me to kiss them. He was so close! I could do it and maybe he wouldn't notice. A couple of strands of his chocolate coloured hair clung to his cheeks and his forehead. My fingers twitched against his forearm as I wished that I could run his gorgeous hair through my fingers. The urge to touch his perfect lips to mine was overpowering. I could see that the feeling was mutual. The desire was strong in his eyes as he realised that my hands were still clutching at his arms. He slowly moved closer to me until our lips were slightly touching. He didn't move and we looked into each other's eyes. His eyes were wide with surprise.
"We shouldn't," he said, his voice husky, his lips moving against mine.
"Shouldn't what?" I asked both of us breathing heavily. My heart was racing so fast that I swore he could here it.
"Do this," he replied quickly, seizing me and pulling me to his chest, whilst crushing his lips to mine. My hands flew up into his hair and my wish came true. I combed his silky hair through my fingers and secured his face to mine. One of his hands clutched the back of my shirt and the other tangled itself in my hair. He gently ran his fingers ran up and down my ribs, causing me to shudder. His fingers continued to venture up and down my side and they hooked themselves underneath the hem of my shirt. I couldn't believe this was finally happening; I felt like I was flying. I swear I was imagining it when my ringtone erupted from my pocket. Dimitri and I froze; he sighed heavily and rolled off me. I missed his weight on top of mine; it felt like half of me was removed. I looked at the screen to see Adrian's number.
"I'll be back in a minute." I told Dimitri and walked out the front door.
"Hello." I answered impatiently.
"Little Dhamphir! Where were you today?" he asked in his irritatingly happy tone.
"That is none of your business Adrian!" I stated moodily. I didn't want to be out here talking to him when I could be inside, wrapped in the arms of my gorgeous mentor.
"Look Adrian, I'm really busy. I need to go now. Goodbye. Oh and if you show up in my dreams tonight, I will kill you." I hung up the phone, not waiting for his reply and walked back into our room. Dimitri was sitting on the only bed in the room with his arms crossed.
"So, Adrian's what? Your boyfriend now?" Dimitri asked not raising his eyes from the floor.
"What?" I yelled, "are you kidding me?"
"Well he calls whenever you're out, you spend ages talking to him, and you actually answered the call. All those things point obviously to the fact that he is your boyfriend." Dimitri lifted his eyes to meet mine. They were full of hurt and jealousy.
"He. Is. NOT. MY. BOYFRIEND!" I said slowly and increasing the volume as I went. For emphasis I threw my phone and the back came flying off. He flinched as it rebounded off the chest of drawers and hit me in the leg.
"Whatever Dimitri! Your being fucking petty and stupid!" I yelled at stormed into the bathroom. I slammed the door and slumped down to the floor with my head in my hands. I can't believe him! After what just happened! He asks me if Adrian is my boyfriend! Of all people! Adrian! One lone tear escaped and rolled down my cheek. There was a knock at the bathroom door.
"Roza…" his was voice thick with a Russian accent.
"GO AWAY!" I yelled and buried my head in my hands. I heard the front door slam and I sprung to my feet.
"Dimitri?" I called as I opened the bathroom door. The room was empty except for our luggage. What had I done? I am such an idiot. I ground my fists into my forehead and sobbed. I stumbled blindly over to the bed and threw off my shorts and shoes. I slid into the starchy sheets feeling my tired muscles sigh in relief. I didn't care what my pyjamas consisted of and tonight they consisted of a t-shirt and undies. I sighed in delight as my head gently pressed into the pillow. As soon as I closed my eyes I felt myself being pulled into a spirit dream. He was a dead man. I recognised the beach Adrian often liked to revisit in these dreams. I looked down to see myself wearing a black sarong and a matching bikini top. I hoped to god that there was something underneath the sarong. I felt familiar hands on my shoulders.
"Rose, what is with your aura? It's bright yellow with bits of red and blue. What's going on?" Dimitri was right; he did act like my boyfriend. This was all his fault! I hit his hands away and stormed down the beach, making sure I kicked up a lot of sand.
"Rose! Wait! What did I say?" Adrian called after me.
"Everything!" I yelled spinning on my heel "everything was great and then you called! It's all your fault!" I yelled jabbing my finger at his chest. If this wasn't a dream, he would have a bruise and I would have a very sore finger. The dream started to fade.
"Well, looks like you're being woken up, little dhamphir.'
"Yeah, whatever, Adrian." I said waiting to open my eyes. I opened my eyes to see the front door closing. Dimitri tip toed into the room and looked at me in the bed. He bent over and kissed my forehead, completely unaware that I was awake. He took a pillow from the bottom of the bed and grabbed a blanket from the cupboard. He curled up on the floor next to my bed and in minutes his soft snore echoed through the room. When I finally went to sleep after that I didn't dream. No spirit dreams but no other dreams either. I woke up to the sound of Dimitri repacking our stuff. We ate breakfast in silence, we packed in silence and we drove in silence. The whole time I was on the brink of an apology. We finally arrived at a tiny lodge and a young man sprinted down the steps to meet Dimitri and I. I walked around the car and stood at the bonnet. Dimitri and this mysteriously good looking guy were in a full depth conversation. It appears that this guy is Jackson Delacey. It was also apparent that Dimitri and Jackson were friends.
"Dimitri? Has a friend? NO! That's IMPOSSIBLE!" I exclaimed in mock surprise. Dimitri just rolled his eyes.
"You let your students speak to you like that? What happened to the tight ass I knew and loved?" Dimitri raised his eyebrows and Jackson looked at me for the first time. His shaggy blonde hair fell into his baby blue eyes.
"Is it just me or do Dhamphirs' keep getting prettier?"
"Nope it's not just you. I'm awesome!" I said flicking my hair over my shoulder. I saw Dimitri's shoulders stiffen and his laughing expression was gone. I knew I was going to get a stern talking to later on. Oops.
"Hi, I'm Jackson Delacey, famous Strigoi killer." He said, offering me his hand.
"Hi," I said mocking his tone, "Rose Hathaway, I stole a princess." I took his hand and shook it. He laughed at me, eyes brightening as he grinned.
"I heard about that."
"That's good, 'cause I've never heard of you." Dimitri shook his head but Jackson just laughed. I was beginning to like this guy. I sensed this was the start of a beautiful friendship.
"You know what Jackson? You're almost as awesome as me… almost."
"Okay children, time to go inside." Dimitri said moodily.
"Aw… We're sorry Dimitri! We didn't mean to leave you out. You're awesome too!"
He snorted, "Like you would know."
Jackson gasped and clutched at his chest, "I have never been so deeply hurt! I'm going to go and cry now!" He pretended to sob, I just laughed.
"As mean and party pooperish as he is, Dimitri is right." I heard Dimitri mutter 'as always'. "Oh and by the way, Party pooperish is a word."
"Two words," I corrected. He waved his hand dismissively.
"May I escort you inside m'lady?" he bowed elaborately and offered his arm.
"You may." I said, snobbishly, raising my nose into the air slightly and taking his offered arm. Dimitri glared and walked away.
"Oh dear m'lady! It appears we have angered Master Belikov!" Jackson stage whispered in a really bad British accent. I laughed loudly as he led me into a small lodge.
"I shall make it up to him later." He said in an equally bad British accent.
He led us into a large living area that was packed with Dhamphirs my age and older. The younger Dhamphirs were all talking amongst themselves and turned our way when we walked in. A hoard of young male Dhamphirs instantly swarmed us and started asking me questions, like where was I from, how old was I, etcetera, etcetera.
"Okay, okay! Guys calm down! Rose, why don't you sit at the Guardians table with us so I can explain why you're here." I nodded and let him lead me to where I was supposed to go. I sat down between Dimitri and Jackson and glanced around the room. There was only one other female Dhamphir here. She was a snooty looking bimbo cheerleader type, and I already didn't like her. Apparently our feelings were mutual, her glare said it all. Her glare was replaced with a fake smile as she saw Jackson looking her way. She smiled, showing off her perfect straight white teeth and waved.
"That's Courtney. She thinks she's top shit because she thought she was the only girl here, but then you turned up and busted her self-obsessed bubble." Jackson whispered into my ear, smirking. I laughed at him and flicked my hair flirtatiously, just to watch her glare return. Jackson seemed pleased that he made me laugh and prodded me in the ribs with his index finger. I doubled up laughing and heard Dimitri groan to my left. I tried to hold in my laughter but my face dropped when the door swung open. All my past laughter was forgotten. I groaned, burying my head under my crossed arms.
"What's wrong?" Jackson asked, confusion plastered on his face, "it's just Guardian Hatha- Oh." I peered around my elbow to see the realisation dawn on his face.
"Yes, Captain Obvious, unfortunately your suspicions are correct. That is indeed my mother." I groaned again and flopped my head down on the table.
"Rose!" Dimitri snapped, "You're being ridiculously childish! Behave yourself." I looked up at him in shock.
"Whatever." I said grumpily.
"The coast is clear! The eagle has left the nest." Jackson said in a macho stage whisper. Dimitri reached behind me and slapped him on the back of the head.
"OW! What the hell was that for!" Jackson asked angrily. Dimitri rose one eyebrow. I have always wanted be able to do that.
"You know exactly what you did." Dimitri said, slightly pissed off. "I need to talk to you after dinner… in private."
"I'm sick of being left out of the loop! Why are we even here?" I asked looking at Dimitri, it appears he was the only one who was going to give me answers but I guess he still isn't talking to me. Jackson answered instead.
"You haven't told her yet? I thought you knew."
"Obviously not." I said, my annoyance growing.
"Well, it's like this. Some of the people, higher up on the ladder, have chosen, for reasons unknown, some postgraduate Dhamphirs and their mentors to participate in an extra 'training opportunity.'" Jackson said, making quotation marks with his fingers. He still didn't explain anything about what we were doing in the 'training opportunity.'
"And this opportunity is…"
"I can't tell you." He said quickly.
"You can't or won't?"
"I can't, sorry." He said, not sounding very sincere.
"Typical." I said giving an exasperated sigh.
"I really would if I could, but-"
"But you can't." I finished, dropping my head onto my clenched fist.
"Exactly." He said, grinning, blue eyes sparkling. "I'm glad we understand each other. I really am sorry." He said, unleashing the full strength of his eyes on me. So unfair! Only I was allowed to do the! His fingers curled gently around the wrist of the hand I was leaning on. He looked deeply into my eyes, I suddenly realized how attractive he was. His tight t-shirt accentuated the well defined muscles of his arms, chest and shoulders. My eyes scanned his figure and halted abruptly on his abs. My mouth began to water, embarrassingly. Oh my god! This man was fine! I bit my lip as his trademark smirk crossed his face. Next to me, Dimitri stood up abruptly.
"Jackson. I need to talk to you in the hallway." Dimitri spun on his heal and stormed from the room. Jackson smiled at me and squeezed my wrist gently.
"I'll be back soon." I smiled, unable to voice my farewell. He stood up calmly and left the room. Something was definitely going on and I was going to find out what it was. I stood up to follow the two men and I caught Courtney glaring at me. I smiled at her and waved. Her mouth turned into an ugly scowl and she clutched the edge of the table. Haha! I was definitely going to enjoy annoying her.