The way that it should have been

Chapter 11

After leaving the airport and stopping to eat and buying her a few essentials. With some of the bet money, at her insistence, although I had been more than willing to pay for it all out of my own pocket, but as I said she had insisted. We got her an all-white fur lined Cossack style hat, a matching scarf and a matching pair of white fur lined gloves and boots and several pair of long thick socks. We then set out for Baia.

Seeing her wearing the Cossack style hat and the matching scarf, gloves, and boots made her look like a real true Russian. At the sight of her like this my heart swelled with even more love for her and pride in her than I ever even thought was possible. I hoped that someday I will be able to get her a full length full fur coat to match her new hat, gloves, scarf and boots. But since the fur on her new items was fox fur a coat to match them hopefully wouldn't cost too much.

Shortly after we got out on the road, she wanted to know how long the drive was. So, I answered her question with a question of my own. "Do you think that you are up to another five hour road trip with me Roza moya?" (my)

Turing to me with a smile, that could melt hearts, on her lips. I heard her say, "Comrade, I would go to hell and back for and with you several hundred trillion times over. All day every day for the rest of my life and beyond to be more precise."

I reached out and gently cupped her cheek as I looked into her eyes for a moment before I said, "me too detka, me too." (baby)

She kissed the palm of my hand leaned back and fell asleep.

Every so often I would turn and look at the still sleeping smiling face of lyubov' moya, my very own personal boginya of love. While thinking to myself, 'she is so much like me, how I truly am deep down. The true me, the me that I don't show to anyone else but her. Just like she doesn't show the real true her to anyone but me.' I even doubted that she had ever even showed the full true her to Lissa. (my love, goddess)

Roza moya wasn't the only one that liked fast cars and rock music. I do like some of the current music, but I also liked my 80's and country music.

Whichever one that I listened to depended greatly upon my mood, and right now I was very happy. So I was listening to some 80's rock music as lyubov' moya continued to sleep with a smile on her face and a hand on my thigh. Every once in a while, she would smile, shift in her seat slightly and clench her hand gently around my leg. (my love)

As for the fast cars, as I said, I love those too. I had just always, since I had meet her, chosen a more responsible and practical type of car for two reasons. The first was because we were at the academy and I didn't want to encourage the students to be reckless, immature and irresponsible.

Most teenagers are immature enough already, especially the royals, they do not need me letting them see me being the same. That would set a VERY bad example for them to follow which is something I would do my best not to do. Especially to angel's moya friends. Out of all of the students at the academy, Roza moya is by far the most mature of them. Although far too many of the supposed 'adults' at the academy would disagree. (my, my)

And the second and most important reason for this, was because I loved to tease her. And the look on her face each time that I chose a Honda or Toyota was just so hysterical, I couldn't help but love it so much. And now that we were finally and officially together, I could finally tell her the truth. I just couldn't wait to see the incredulous look on her magnificently beautiful face when I fess up. I quietly chuckled to myself, so as not to wake her, just imagining the look on her face that I love so much.

A thought suddenly popped into my head. 'I wondered what she would say if I came right out and asked her to leave her friends and the moroi world behind.' I know that we said that we would have to make that decision soon and together. But I hadn't actually asked her for the two of us to just pick up, pack up and leave.