Wow, well that was disappointing, but oh well. Fuck it I'm still gonna update even if no one reads :P. Characters will be slightly AU coz this is my story :D. Thanks for all the people that did review, alert and favorite ;). You all rock. So this is for you all :D. Sorry chapter isn't too long but I don't think my chapters for this story will be as long as with my other story :/.

Oops, forgot this last time :/.

Disclaimer: I do not own VA or Burlesque. I'm just borrowing.

Chapter 2

Dimitri POV

Having decided on the "battle plan", we briskly made our way to the entrance of the club. We, being me (obviously), Guardian Alberta Petrov, Tasha Ozera, Christian Ozera, Adrian Ivashkov, Guardian Eddie Castile (who graduated about a year ago), Mia Renaldi and Guardian Janine Hathaway. I know it's very unusual for so many Moroi, royals ones at that to be out searching for runaways, but because they're their friends they all wanted to come. Plus things have been changing in the Moroi/Dhampir world. Moroi were allowed to learn self-defense at school and were learning how to use their powers in attacking Strigoi , as they can come in very handy.

Everyone had a determined look on their face as we made our way into the club. The smell of alcohol and sweet perfume filled my senses as soon as I stepped inside. The entrance led out onto a small room with stairs leading down to the main club, put with no wall next to the stairs you could see it all from the top. The club, Burlesque, was quite large in size and had a bar at the back, a stage at the front and lots of tables, that were all mostly filled, in-between. Once we had all entered, a man in a booth, wearing a purple suit and eyeliner, stopped us from fully entering the club.

"Whoa whoa whoa there handsome. That will be 20 bucks each to get in for you and your friends." He said cheerily, smiling at us with his hand held out waiting for the money.

I glanced quickly to Alberta, with an exasperated expression. Was this man being serious?

Alberta shrugged her shoulder, clearly at loss for words, so I reached into my duster pocket and pulled out a bunch of crisp notes counting out $160's worth. I handed it over to the eye-liner wearing man, who counted it out quickly, and motioned for us all too fully enter the club.

We all walked down the stairs, and out onto the main floor, eyes scanning the place for any sign of the ladies, and senses alert for any sign of a threat. There were lots of people here, but no sign of a Moroi princess or a dark-haired Dhampir girl.

"Were can they be? Are you all absolutely positive this is the place?" Mia Renaldi said warily, hands crossed over her chest.

"Well, this is the place the team gave us, and they have always been reliable before so I don't see why not now. Have some patience Miss Renaldi. "Alberta replied, her tone light but serious, giving no room for argument, especially since she was in charge of this whole search.

Just then, a dark-haired waitress clad in a black waistcoat with small black shorts, stopped in front of us, balancing a round tray on her right hand.

"Can I get you guys a table and then maybe a drink?" she asked flirtily, looking me up and down before glancing at Lord Ivashkov (Adrian) and Lord Ozera (Christian), with the same appreciative gleam in her eyes.

"Yes thank you." I said stiffly deciding to be polite, and if we sat down we could look about more without looking too suspicious, because it was quite strange to just stand there and look about.

The waitress led us to two tables quite close together, which were located near the stage, but off to the left. I sat down in between Miss Renaldi and Lord Ivashkov, as Alberta, Janine and Eddie placed themselves evenly around the Moroi's of the group. Whether they could protect their selves or not was irrelevant. To all Guardians, They came first.

We all ordered drinks, sticking to waters and soda, except Adrian, who ordered a vodka. Typical. We were all still observing the club, trying to see if we could spot the girls, but doing it innocently, as if we were just looking around the club in awe. 10 minutes later, the waitress arrived back with our drink, setting them down and winking at Christian as she walked away. Adrian laughed, before drinking half of his drink in the one go.

"Do you think maybe they're not here yet?" Janine said whilst frowning slightly.

"Who knows? But what I don't get is why the girls would be here in the first place." Tasha said leaning closer to us all, as everyone nodded in agreement. This just isn't somewhere they would go.

"Maybe they work here as waitresses? Coz they'll need money to live obviously." Christian said as we pondered the idea and surveyed all the waiters and waitresses in the vicinity.

"Or maybe they've caught on and are already one the move." Eddie said thoughtfully. This idea could very well be true. The girls had made sure they were practically untraceable for the last 15 months. We'd had a few false leads but finally caught up to them here. Well, we think. This could turn up to be another dud trip as well. We all knew that Vasilisa and Rose were good at hiding, considering they did it for 2 years when they ran away from the Academy the first time at only 15 years old.

Hopefully this time would be different because they needed to be found. Vasilisa was the last Dragomir, so needed all the protection available, and as good a Guardian as Rose is, she didn't graduate and neither did the princess for that matter so we had to bring them back. And unfortunately this time they probably would be punished.

The music started up on stage as the dancers put there selves in positions. The lights were still turned off on stage, but due to our Moroi and Dhampir senses we could see their outlines better than human eyes could. We all glanced up on stage, but looked away just as quickly, all focusing on the important task at hand.

The music started up, a sensual jazz number. The ladies on the stage started moving as a sexy sultry voice sang out the lyrics,

"It's a cold and crazy world, that's ragin outside.

But baby me and all my girls, are bringin' on the fire

Show a little leg, gotta shimmy your chest,

It's a life it's a style, it's a need.

It's Burlesque….. "

The music got faster as the woman on the staged moved around more, but mostly all our attention was focused on the surrounding area trying to find the girls. It was our super Guardian senses that allowed us to know what was happening all around us, even if there wasn't much detail involved.

"Ughh I just wish we could find them! Where are they!" Mia spat out, finally losing her cool. We were all internally agreeing with her, getting more and more frustrated as the minutes ticked by.

"E – X – P – R – E – S – S … "

"Umm… guys… "Eddie said shakily, his eyes wide with shock, as he pointed a finger in the direction of the stage.

We all quickly turned round briskly, ready for any threats, but what we all saw shocked us so much we froze and couldn't move.

There on stage were 5 dancers all dressed in different variations of the same costume, corset and short feather skirt. The ones that stuck out the most to us, was the ones wearing a light pink haltered corset that had diamonds down the sides, a light pink feather skirt and light pink fishnet tights,, and the other, who was center stage singing, a skintight black corset with diamonds on the breast and a black feather skirt, was Princess Vasilisa Dragomir and Rosemarie Hathaway. We had found them.