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Say Uncle - A Danny Phantom-verse Fic	By : AccioLucius Category: +1 through F > Danny Phantom > Het- Male/Female Views: 7107 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AN: F-bombs and super feels in this chapter, guys. It didn't go as planned at all, but that's the love/hate relationship I share with characters when I write. They get into my head and take over. Please, please, please don't forget to review. I'm going to need all the support and motivation I can get to write these next few chapters. I mentioned in the previous update that they may take awhile to finish because I want them to be perfect, so I need your continued support. :)

Chapter 29

"Is this really necessary?"

Roz frowned at Vlad in the back of their car. His driver, known only as Johnson, was at the mercy of the holiday traffic surrounding Amity Park's mall.

"I know you love to shop when you're stressed, Roslynne. It's the very thing you did when you ran away from me." Even though Vlad's tone was light, his jaw clenched at the memory. "Besides, you can't return home from your 'emergency' trip to the mall without anything."

Roz snorted with a smirk. "You're the one who came up with that genius plan. The mall just days before Christmas?"

The man returned her smirk with one of his own as he fished his wallet out of his pocket. From it Vlad produced and handed Roz a sparkling silver credit card. His smirk quickly retracted as Roz furrowed her eyebrows at him.

"That's not why I'm with you, Vlad. I don't want it."

Roz could see the hurt written on Vlad's face, so she softened her expression. "I don't want you to think you have to spend money on me whenever I'm upset for any reason. Just be there for me." She grinned up at him.

"But I want to," Vlad simply told her. He sighed as he then reached into the inside of his coat. "You're going to kill me for this," he said as he handed her a small envelope. "This is my private gift to you. One of them anyway," he finished with a devilish grin.

Forgetting the standstill traffic they were caught in, Roz took and looked down at the envelope. Vlad's elegant handwriting spelled out her full name. Behind her name, a heart. Oddly nervous, Roz opened the envelope and inhaled sharply. Matching the card Vlad had already put back in his wallet, she now held one with her own name on it.

Roz laughed softly. "This also isn't necessary," she grinned up at him. "You trust me this much?"

Forgetting the presence of his driver, Vlad leaned down to place a quick kiss on her lips. "I've been able to trust you with the biggest secret of my life, one I've kept for twenty-some years. I know I can trust you with something as simple as money."

"Oh, that is such a billionaire thing to say," Roz laughed at him. She flipped the card around in her hands before she moved to wrap her arms around one of Vlad's. "I really don't know what to say, Vlad. But it makes me happier knowing that you trust me this much. Thank you," she added as she snuggled closer to him.

Catching his driver's eye in the mirror, Vlad smirked and looked away. "If you would stop gawking, Johnson, you would see that you are clear."

His eyes could be seen crinkling in the rearview mirror as he smiled and drove on to the mall's entrance. "I'm sorry, but it's not often one sees Vlad Masters so bubbly."

Roz snorted a laugh as Johnson expertly maneuvered them to the front doors of the building. "Bubbly," she murmured.

Vlad half-scowled, half-smirked as he opened the door for the two of them to get out. The snowflakes falling from the sky created a mushy, melted mess on the ground. As Johnson quickly drove off after their exit, Roz fidgeted with the credit card still in her hand.

"Please use it," Vlad almost whispered as she finally put it away in her bag. He then took her hand as they began to head inside.

Roz fought a strange surge of emotion as they walked past the other shoppers. While they had gone to places together while they were in Colorado, it was never anywhere crowded. With the two of them carelessly holding hands in such a large, busy place, Roz felt like they were finally sharing their relationship with the world.

And it was about time.

People did make sideways glances at them, but whether it was because they were seeing Vlad Masters or a couple with a wide age gap, Roz wasn't sure. But she also didn't care. She couldn't even dream of trading any part of him in exchange for a youthful Vlad.

The two walked on silently, more by force than choice. It was impossible to hear well over the noise of the crowd. Roz's mind was somewhere else, though. She wasn't exactly in the mood to shop, but there was one store whose window made her stop.

Roz all but gawked at a copper, one-shoulder dress. It was short for such a cold month, but the satin layers crossing tightly around the mannequin gave it a warmer appearance. "I just may use my new present," she laughed.

Vlad stroked her hand with his thumb. "I really would love to see you in that."

"Then let's go," Roz said as she started to drag him into the store. It was a very classy, yet trendy store. Many of the clothes were metallic and glittery like the dress in the window. Vlad made a mental note of Roz's style as her eyes were drawn to more and more articles of clothing. If she didn't use her new present enough, he would.

"I'd rather wait," he finally said. "I have plans for us tomorrow night. I don't want to see you in it until then."

Roz dropped his hand and turned her grinning face to him. "Is that so? And what are these plans?"

"You'll see," Vlad smiled at her. He kissed her softly on the forehead before giving her backside a discrete pat. "Now, let loose. I need to look into something while I'm here, so I want you to surprise me."

As the two parted ways, Roz immediately went in search for one of the store's employees. She knew she had to have that dress, especially after seeing the way Vlad's eyes flickered after his comment.

Thankfully, not only the copper dress was available in her size, but several other clingy, shimmering dresses as well. If Roz was going to spend Vlad's money, she wanted to outright dazzle him. While the credit card did feel heavy in her bag, she couldn't help but feel happy and lucky to have a man that wanted her to feel like a queen. All that left her, though, as she started trying on her soon to be clothes.

And a queen she felt. From midnight blue to champagne, from skinny and simple to flowery, Roz smiled at herself in the mirror. She had never had image issues, even as a teenager, but imagining the look on Vlad's face made her feel amazing about the girl she was looking at.

She took her time completing each outfit as two of the female employees tempted her with new shoes and necklaces to go with each dress. Vlad did say to let loose, and as fashionable as he dressed, Roz couldn't possibly let herself continue to go on dates with him in faded blue jeans.

Each item was neatly and carefully bagged after Roz gave her card its first run through a machine. By that time Vlad was returning to the store. He didn't have anything on him that Roz could tell. It was just as well; she certainly couldn't carry her bags all on her own.

"I hope you're not mad," Roz carefully told him as they left the store, "but I want to look pretty for you."

"Of course not," Vlad laughed. "And you're always pretty, Roslynne. Even after your drunken stupor way back when."

Roz blushed at the memory. It seemed like so much more than just a few months had passed since Roz had unknowingly flirted with the man. She could see the humor in Vlad's eyes, but that didn't stop her from raising an eyebrow in retort. Roz was just about to remind him who advised her to drink when she heard her name being called.

The couple turned to see a blonde young woman and a red-tipped, black haired young man waving enthusiastically at them. Roz smiled widely as her two best friends approached. Vlad, however, raised an eyebrow as the man rushed to throw his arms around Roz.

"It's about damn time you showed your face," Evan laughed at her.

"Nice you see you, too," Roz playfully scoffed as she moved to also give Ashlin a hug.

Once they had stepped back, the two friends' eyes snapped to the well-dressed man standing beside Roz. The two of them fought smirks.

Evan pointed lazily at him with his thumb. "So is this the man that stole our Roz?"

Vlad eyed the two of them. Ashlin was a typical preppy blonde while Evan was a bit of a hipster. Oddly enough, they were exactly the types of people he could see Roz being best friends with. She was friendly and caring to all types.

Roz blushed and smiled. "Evan, Ashlin, this is Vlad."

Vlad raised another eyebrow as the two of them looked as if they were sharing a secret. Roz, however, was the one with the secret.

"Let's go somewhere quiet," she suggested.

Her relationship with Vlad had also been kept from her friends. Roz often talked about Vlad with her two best friends, even the infatuation he held for her mother. The three of them were very protective when it came to each other getting their hearts broken, and because of the situation with Vlad and her mother, Roz had also been afraid of hearing what her friends had to say about her new flame.

Why did I do this? she asked herself. Vlad probably thinks I'm ashamed of being with him.

A small, cozy coffee shop wasn't too far from their location in the mall, so the small group headed there. It was much more peaceful as they stepped into the almost empty shop and left the crowd of holiday shoppers behind. After they were seated and catered to with steaming hot drinks, it didn't take long for Roz's friends to expose the reason for their earlier smirking.

"So," Ashlin grinned as she glanced back and forth between Roz and Vlad, "how much longer are you going to try to hide the fact the two of you are fucking from us?"

Both Vlad and Roz's heads shot up and eyes grew wide at the comment. It was hushed enough for only their table to hear, but the wording was still a shock. Evan just snickered as he took a sip of his peppermint cocoa.

Roz blinked several times before she finally looked over at Vlad. He was also looking at her bewilderedly. Despite the abrupt surprise, she managed a laugh as her face turned red. "How did you know?" she asked as she turned back to her friends, her eyes staring down at the table.

"And why would you ask in such a way?" Vlad added. He was trying to hide a blush of his own. It wasn't often someone got the better of him, especially someone half his age.

The young blonde cocked her head at Vlad with a smirk. "It's written all over your body language. Specifically your reaction when Evan ran up to Roz a minute ago. It screamed, 'That's my ass. Get away from it.'"

"Ashlin!" Roz giggled as the couple was once again surprised. She glanced to the side, finding Vlad looking toward the ceiling, anywhere to hide the look in his eyes. This made Roz giggle that much harder. "I didn't know you got jealous that easily," she told him.

"Oh, I know a thing or two about jealously," Vlad smirked down at her. "It's just impossible to hide it when it comes to you."

Roz beamed up at him. She knew he was talking about the jealousy he had felt towards her father. He had always been able to hide that jealousy when very well, even if it was obvious he was enamored with her mother. But with her…

"Why is it so hard?" she asked softly.

Vlad almost rolled his eyes as he smiled at her. "Just to skim the surface, you're a young, attractive woman." He then paused to steal a quick glance at Evan from across the table. "I know what men your age are thinking."

Evan raised his eyebrows and his hands up in surrender while giggles snorted from the girls.

"It's no different from what men your age are thinking," Roz countered Vlad with a devilish smirk. She watched as a glint of arousal, and agreement, flashed in his eyes.

Ashlin and Evan glanced sideways at one another. "Yep, you two are definitely fucking," the blonde laughed quietly. "There's way too much sexual energy between you two."

"It's more than that, Ashlin," Roz said softly as her eyes finally tore away from the blue ones beside her. "But is it really that obvious?"

Her two friends nodded from across the table.

"It's the way you two look at each other," Evan added. "You can see something's there." He then shrugged with a smile. "But then again we've both heard enough about Vlad Masters over the past few months to write a book. If it's not because of a relationship, it's from obsession."

Roz's eyes instantly shot to Vlad at the mention of the word. Obsession, not a relationship, was the very thing Vlad used to have for her mother. The man looked calm, though. Either he didn't make the connection, or perhaps that part of Vlad's life was finally gone. In fact, Vlad smiled.

"She hasn't told her closest friends either?" he asked them.

Ashlin cocked her head once again. "Either? Roz, you can't tell me you haven't told your parents?"

Vlad casually took a sip of his drink, dodging the mock stink eye Roz was giving him. Thankfully, Evan asked the very question he himself was dying to ask.

"Why have you kept it a secret from everyone?"

Roz's expression softened as Vlad slowly turned his eyes back to her. They were silently pleading for an answer, but what he didn't know was that it was one he probably didn't want to hear. She shifted in her seat to avoid everyone's gaze.

"For one," she started with a nervous laugh, "I was in my own little world. For months it was the two of us alone in a cabin in the woods. Even though I still kept in contact with everyone, it felt like I was living in a dream." Roz shifted once again, making sure to watch Vlad's reaction out of the corner of her eye.

"It didn't feel real at times. I mean, how normal is it for a twenty year-old to wake up every morning next to a forty-five year-old billionaire who used to love her mother? So before I started gushing about it, I wanted to make sure-"

"Make sure of what?" Vlad interrupted.

Roz dared to look at him and wished she hadn't. His expression was a mix of anger and hurt. "That you weren't…" she started with a whisper before she fell short. Evan and Ashlin's uneasiness could be felt from across the table. Roz stared down at her lap. "Can we not talk about his here?"

She looked up long enough to her best friends staring questioningly at Vlad. Protectiveness instantly set in. "And please don't look at him like that," she added.

Ashlin's face quickly turned to one of worry. "You just got so upset all of a sudden."

"And we're not leaving until you tell me why," Vlad chimed in. His harsh tone was gone, taken over by his worried one. Roz grinned as he reached for her hand under the table. She sighed loudly.

"Fine. Look, what we had in Colorado was absolutely perfect. I'm a social person, Vlad, but I'm so crazy about you that I don't want to be around anyone but you." Roz grinned apologetically at her friends. "No offence, guys. There were no distractions, no people to get between us. And now…it's all changed.

"I've seen the looks we've gotten today. I know what people are thinking. They see an older man who's used his charm and money to seduce a woman half his age. No love, just a legal exchange of sex and money." Roz tried not to look at her shopping bags beside her feet.

"And my mom, I know exactly what she's going to say. I'm scared to death to tell her about us, because I don't want to hear it, because it's the exact thought I had months ago-"

Hearing enough of her words and shaky voice, Vlad grabbed her and forced their lips together. It took everything Roz had to keep from falling apart in his hands. Forgetting her friends, forgetting the other people in the shop, she left herself get lost in the moment. As Vlad's tongue entered her mouth, she fought the urge to let her hands roam over him. Instead, she clung tightly to a spot just above his belt.

When their tongues grew tired and their breath fell short, Vlad moved to her far ear and whispered loud enough for only her to hear. "Don't you ever compare yourself to a whore again, and if you hide one more worry from me I'm going to be very upset with you."

Roz placed a quick kiss on his lips to show she understood, although the statement itself caused another worry for her.

As the emotions that were stirred up by a simple question started to calm, Roz excused herself to use the restroom. Ashlin quickly rushed after her with audible mumbles about the possibility of pregnancy.

Vlad now sat awkwardly across from the young man who had caused that stir. While he was a shining example of a laid back, carefree guy, Evan's demeanor changed once the two girls had left the table.

"Look," he drawled as he stared up at Vlad through his eyelashes, "I may not be quite sure what it is you and Roz have or how long you've had it, but I can tell she's completely wrapped around your finger. She's very independent and outspoken, to the point of having the reputation as a bitch to some, so to see her like this is strange.

"If she's truly happy, I'm ecstatic for her. If you two are just playing with each other, I advise you to be careful. I can tell she's already been hurt, and I can tell she's going to be hurt again. I don't want to see that happen."

Vlad almost laughed at the young man across from him. While he was impressed that Roz had such loyal friends, he couldn't help but be amused by the fact he was being threatened. The things Vlad could do in retaliation surmounted anything this normal human being could do. But it didn't matter.

"Trust me, if anyone is going to get their heart broken, it's me."
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