A/N: Hey you guys. I'm kind of disappointed with the lack of reviews… I put up chapter three of The Beginning of the End, and there are no reviews. Do you not like it? I need to know what you think! Anyway, here's something that has been haunting me for a while. Of course, none of it belongs to me. It all belongs to Richelle Mead.

Stolen Kisses

Rose's POV

"BEEP, BEEP, BEEP" my alarm sounded. I turned it off with a solid smack to the top. Glaring at the neon numbers flashing 3:30. I reluctantly rolled out of bed and headed out the door to the showers, hoping it would wake me up a little more. Turning the water on cold, I stepped under the stream, jumping as the frigid water wrapped around me. Leaving the water on cold, I finished my shower in under five minutes. I then headed back to my room to get ready for the day.

I brushed my hair and put it up in a messy bun. Having it down would mess with my peripheral vision. And Dimitri liked it up. Throwing a pair of my practice clothes on, and a sweatshirt, I glanced at my bedside calendar. It was some day in February, that much I knew. I hastily swallowed a banana and s glass of water. Looking at the clock, which now read 4:25, I realized I was running late. My practice with Dimitri was in five minutes, and I didn't want to make him wait because he could come up with some torturous exercises when left alone too long.

I quickly jogged to the practice room, where I discovered a sprawled out Dimitri, apparently asleep on the mats. I silently entered and snuck up beside him. He looked so peaceful, lying out on the mats, dressed in the same clothes as the day before. He probably had the night shift last night, and hadn't gotten any sleep. The guardians had been pulling lots of long nights because of the recent Strigoi attacks and the field experience. The former had been to protect us, the latter to attack us.

The fact that he trusted me enough to fall asleep felt really good. It was one of the reasons I loved him. He trusted me explicitly, and I him. Suddenly, my body just took over without letting my mind think through the decision. I leaned in, and kissed him. Nothing R rated, but it was one of the best kisses I had had.

He shifted slightly, sending another wave of his aftershave sweeping over me. I loved the way it mixed with the scent of leather that he always wore. After watching him for a few moments more, I moved away and began to stretch. About half way through my sets, he rolled over, and noticing me, jumped up.

"I'm sorry, Rose. I must have dozed off… Long night, preparing the battles for today and everything…" he stammered, sleep still evident in his voice and actions. "Lets go running."

I followed him out to the track, relishing the biting wind. It made me forget about everything, except putting one foot in front of the other, pushing harder and harder. We ran in our normal comfortable silence, both of us enjoying each other's company. He took off down the last stretch, and I followed, trying to keep up. He ran off, leading me out the gate, across the campus, and towards the woods.

He disappeared into the pines, and I was worried for a second. Then he reappeared, beckoning me just a little further. We came to a small clearing in the middle of heaven. The sky was a brilliant mixture of oranges, reds, and purples, as the sun set. Looking around, I saw a small picnic laid out.

Turning towards Dimitri with a curious expression etched into my face, he answered my unasked question with a simple statement.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Roza."