Okay, so. I have been doing a bit of proof reading through this story lately and I realised that it needs a lot more detail and a lot more work.
The rating of the story might change to M because I have put a lot more sexual details in. I also realised that the reason I made so many mistakes
was because I was trying to get this story done in such haste. I remember I was uploading three or four chapters a day which meant lots of
errors. I apologise on behalf of my terrible writing skills and decided to edit.

So here, enjoy my first re-post of chapter 1 of School Uniform. I will be editing and uploading other chapters in due time, so keep posted.

-Taseline.

"Sorry to interrupt your class Guardian Alto but Rose must come with me to see the Headmistress," Dimitri said after receiving a note from a Moroi teacher that had dropped it off. The whole class turned to stare at me; some of them had looks that silently said 'oh, you're in trouble'. I just shook my head, gathered my things and followed Dimitri.

"What's going on?" I asked. Dimitri shrugged and led me through the empty commons to the dragon's cave.

"Ah Miss Hathaway and Guardian Belikov, please take a seat." Kirova said as we entered her office, "As you are aware, Miss Hathaway never got to take her Guardian trials because of the Badica attack," I flinched.

"Yes Headmistress." Dimitri hummed, politely.

"I have organised for you two to leave campus for a few days. Some Guardians from the academy have set up tests for you Miss Hathaway and as a mentor, Guardian Belikov you must accompany her and record her results." She handed Dimitri a clip board with some paper and car keys, "This is where you will write everything down and the car is waiting at the front gate."

"Thank you" he said before standing up.

"And you Miss Hathaway will wear what's in this bag..." I took the canvas bag from her but didn't look at the contents.

"What is it?"

"The Academy is urging students to start wearing school uniforms. Guardian Belikov will escort you to your room so you can change and prepare to leave." She explained

"Okay." I said, following Dimitri out. When we reached my dorm I opened the bag and took out the uniform, "Did you know about this?" I asked Dimitri.

"I didn't even know they were negotiating it until now," Dimitri replied honestly.

I walked over to my closet and pulled out a bag so that I could stuff my toiletries in there. Dimitri sat on my bed while I shoved one of the school uniforms into my bag and got changed into the other. Kirova had given me two because she expected me to wear it for two days. I shoved in some pyjamas and then started to change into the uniform in front of Dimitri. Nothing he hasn't seen before, anyway...

The school uniform consisted of a white, long sleeve button-up shirt, a grey button up cardigan, a plain black tie, a black plaid skirt that stopped mid thigh, knee-high white tube socks and black Mary-Jane flats. [Picture on profile] Overall I suppose the uniform wasn't that bad. The cardigan hugged my curves and I liked the skirt. I wore my loosely curled hair down and grabbed my bag.

"Let's go." I announced.

"The uniform looks good on you, Roza." Dimitri said, surveying the outfit quite intently.

I smirked at him, "checking me out, comrade?"

"Of course," he murmured in amusement.

I reached for his hand and pulled him out of my room. The walk to the front gate was short and quiet. All students were in the middle of classes and the halls echoed with teachers lecturing unruly teens. I was relieved that I didn't have to sit in a classroom for the next few days. Dimitri led me to the a glossy black car and we got in, "So where is this test?" I ridiculed.

"A few hours away."

"Where will we stay?"

"The academy is paying for a motel nearby the house you will be tested at," his answers were almost robotic, automatic, like he knew I was going to quiz him. Which he probably did. Dimitri reads me like an open book.

"Is it just us?"

"Yes, it appears that after the attack everyone is busier than usual and the more Guardians that can stay on campus, the better."

"Okay." I agreed, excited that I would get to stay with Dimitri for two days, alone. Dimitri reached over and held my hand whilst driving with the other, "So what do you think is up with the uniforms all of a sudden?"

He looked over at my skimpy outfit, "I'm not sure."

"I mean, you'd think that they would give us something less... revealing?" the skirt was pretty short, it reminded me of a naughty school girl outfit, but not as kinky.

"I don't mind it," Dimitri admitted with a small smile. He turned back to face the highway and overtake a car that was driving much slower than they should have been. I smiled at him and after that we were silent so I decided to slip into Lissa's head. Everyone had been assembled in the gym before lunch and nobody knew what was going on.

"Attention students, we have assembled you here to issue the new uniforms for St. Vladimir's." Kirova said, "We have appointed you uniforms because some of the female clothing has become more revealing lately, if these uniforms are changed in any way you will have an immediate detention!" I heard people in the audience complain. Guardians started to walk around, handing out male and female uniforms.

I pulled back into my head and laughed, "What's so funny?" Dimitri questioned, squeezing my hand.

"The rest of the senior year just got given uniforms too. Let's just say that they aren't exactly on board with the idea."

After an hour of comfortable silence, I slipped back into Lissa's head to see all the guys dressed in the new uniforms. In my own body I had started to laugh again which pulled me back, "Christian looks like a dork..." I mumbled, smiling like a Cheshire cat.

Three hours later and we arrive at the motel, Dimitri checked us in while trying to avoid the flirtations coming from the blonde bimbo behind the desk. She kept trying to score his phone number and it was quite hilarious.

I started to chuckle and the bimbo shot me a glare; I crossed my arms and smiled at her. "Hi." I stated; she scowled and turned back to Dimitri to try and flirt again.

She laughed at something Dimitri said which wasn't even laugh-worthy, "Wow you're really funny!" she squealed.

I resisted the urge to block my ears instead I opted for a straight face and heavy sarcasm, "Oh my God. I'm like, dying on the floor with laughter." She glared back and I walked away with Dimitri in tow.

"Rose." he said.

I laughed, "Did you see her face?"

Dimitri clutched my hand and I laced my fingers with his. I could feel the blonde's eyes trying to burn a whole through my back so I turned around and smiled at her, evilly while we waited for the elevator.

Our room was quite the average size and had two double beds that were across from each other. Off to the left was the bathroom and around the corner was the lounge room and kitchen. Dimitri and I both threw our bags on one of the beds as I plonked down on the opposite one. I took off my gray cardigan and loosened my tie while rolling up my sleeves to my elbow and undoing the first button. It was really hot in this room so I opened up some windows and let in the cool early spring breeze.

"Are you okay?" Dimitri asked.

"Yeah," I murmured, turning around to see him reading a western novel on the bed, "We've been here for two minutes, where the hell did you get that?" I asked in disbelief.

He smirked, "Guardian secrets." I smiled back at him and read over his shoulder for a while but he kept turning the pages too fast for me to keep up so I sighed and gave up.

"You're reading too fast, Comrade." I whined.

"I'm sorry Rose, I thought you were just using this as an excuse to lean on me," He smiled, brightly at me. I pouted at him and he pulled me closer into his side. Dimitri read slower and I actually got a bit of an idea what was happening in the story. The main character was in the bar with his friend and two of the western show girls and they got involved in a bar fight.

"Typical..." I muttered, picturing the main character getting thrown out the swinging doors.

Dimitri sighed and set the book down, "Let's go watch TV or something." He pulled me off the bed and I followed him into the lounge room, slipping off my shoes on the way. Dimitri pulled me onto his lap and turned on the television with the remote. All that was on TV were cheesy soap operas since it's the middle of the night for humans. After half an hour of attempting to watch it without groaning I finally got up and chose a movie to watch.

"Can we watch this?" I said holding up the cover of Evil Dead 2, "Lissa would never watch it with me because she was too scared and when I forced Eddie and Mason to watch it they had nightmares for a week."

Dimitri nodded, "Okay." I put it in the player and walked back into the other room, grabbing some pillows and getting more comfy. I sat beside Dimitri, close to his arm and shoved a pillow on my other side.

I laughed at some of the gruesome parts but there was also the rare occasion when I jumped because I wasn't expecting a scream or cry. Dimitri didn't seem scared or even interested in the movie. The whole time he kept peering over at me, probably feeling like a teenage boy on a date with his hot girlfriend.

I started telling him about the time Eddie, Mase and I watched it. Dimitri smiled and got up to change the movie. I had warned him to not pick any westerns. Dimitri picked Chucky and I smiled; another horror! This movie freaked me out more than the other one because I have never seen it before. I kept jumping or let out small squeals of surprise. Dimitri chuckled at my reactions and I hit his arm which later became a shield for my eyes.

"Awe, Rose." He was highly amused.

I shot him a death glare, "Shut up or I'll make you watch the Teletubbies." His eyes widened. I scanned through movies and tried to pick one that wasn't Titanic. Lissa had made me watch that movie so many freaking times I swear I knew every line they speak.

After searching for a while I finally chose the movie Walk the Line. It's about Johnny Cash's life, love, music and addiction to drugs.

Dimitri raised his eyebrow when he saw the cover, "I thought you said no westerns."

"This isn't western like cowboys and stuff and it's not my fault they have country accents." I pressed play and sat beside him again. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer into his side, moulding our bodies together perfectly. When the movie had finished he was massaging my exposed hip, where my shirt had pulled up a bit. "You pick." I said, rubbing my eyes.

"Alright... What is St. Trinians?" Dimitri asked, holding up the movie.

"It's about tiny terrors that go to an all girl school. It's like having a hundred different Rose's and a converted Lissa in one building with seriously messed up teachers." I explained.

"Right..." He said, sceptically. Dimitri sat beside me again and I placed my head on his lap; he placed one hand on my hip again and the other stroked my hair.

I pointed to the girl in the car at the start. "She gets converted later on..." I mumbled, tiredly.

"Huh." Dimitri murmured to me in that incredible heavy Russian accent.

"Is your accent getting heavier?" I asked him, curiously

"I don't bother holding my Russian back when I'm around you." He hummed, kissing my neck softly. We both started to laugh when a girl on the movie was being dragged behind a tractor. Dimitri rubbed my hip soothingly. My eyes started to drift closed but I forced them to stay open. When the movie finished Dimitri nudged me softly and I sat up, only to have him carry me to the bed. He was about to let go but I gripped his shirt and pulled him on top of me.

"I thought you were tired," He whispered. I kissed him hard and pressed his body closer to mine and let out a soft moan. I could feel every inch of his hard body against mine. Dimitri unbuttoned my school top and pulled it off my shoulders while my fingers slipped under his own shirt. Our deep kiss made my heart race and excitement peak. I once read about how kissing is a great way to release testosterone, it didn't seem that way. The longer we kissed, the more aroused we became. Once Dimitri's shirt was discarded, he started to pull of the rest of my clothing off.

I was down to my underwear and Dimitri's hands trailed up and down my torso. He skipped the places where I really needed him and I swear it felt like a dam burst between my legs. My panties moistened as he unclasped my bra and finally started to caress me properly. When the pleasure became too much, I grabbed his hand and forcefully guided it down to my underwear. Without complaint, Dimitri ducked his head down and pulled them off, using his teeth. Oh God. My socks stayed on since they weren't really a problem. I pulled both Dimitri's jeans and boxers down at the same time, revealing a very excited organ. Dimitri's exploring fingers found my moistened core and he decided to tease me a little, making sure I was ready for him.

He bought me on the brink of release at least twice, before I finally realised that teasing was a two-way street. I used one hand to pull Dimitri's lips onto mine and the other trailed down his flinching muscles to his thighs. His breath hitched when bare skin touched bare skin. Dimitri was hard, and I wondered just how hard a man could get before it became physically painful. I decided to test my theory and stroked him, matching the paces that his own fingers did between my legs. He didn't moan, but then again, he didn't need to. The facial expressions and constant sighs of pleasure told me everything I needed to know. I gasped when I felt one of his fingers enter me, softly pumping before adding a second. His thumb then found my small bundle of nerves and made a circular motion.

Just as I felt myself clench around his long fingers, he pulled his hand away and thrust inside of me. I cried out in blissful ecstasy as I came around him and he pulled in and out of me, helping me ride out my orgasm, but also to bring himself to one. Finally, his hot contents spilled into me.

"Dimitri," I moaned. His face was buried deep in my neck and I could feel his heavy breathing. A light coat of sweat made our bodies sticky and I brushed some wet hair off my forehead.

"Roza," He sighed in pleasure. "I love you."

Dimitri rolled off of me and held me tight against his chest, stroking my hair. "I love you too," my voice was husky from sex and I soon let exhaustion win over my body. Tomorrow will be a long day.