"Alright then" She smiled softly. "You know, Ivan worries so much about me......" Vixan said, thinking back to her conversation last night with the Russian

He nodded. "Yeah. He loves you very much."

"I know... And he worries too much." She laughed.

"Meh, I would too. I can't blame him." He admitted, knowing what it was like to be an older brother.

She laughed softly. "Sorry, shouldn't be thinking about that..."

He smiled. "It's ok love."

"Hm.. How about we talk about something else, okay?"

"Alright, well, let's talk about what I'm going to wear when we get back to my place." He said with a grin.

Vixan laughed softly. "Yes, please..."

"Alright, well, what do you think it'll look like?"

"Hm..." She thought for a moment. She had come up with a multitude of different variables in her dreams, but she wasn't quite sure which to go with.

"Have you been thinking about this?"He smirked and raised an eyebrow.

A hot blush crept up on her cheeks. "N-no! What eveeeer would give you that idea?"

He just shrugged. "I dunno."

"Well, you see... over-active imaginations that effect dreams..." She trailed off, her blush simply increasing

He laughed. "Well aren't you a naughty little girl." He was flattered. "Well you'll see soon enough."

Vixan tried desperately to make her blush decrease. "I guess so..."

"Don't be so embarresed." He said quietly.

"I can't help it..."

He simply giggled. "Ok then."

"I can't wait to see it though.." She smiled. "Like, I'm looking forward to it."

"Then let's go." He said with a small smile.

She nodded and stood up. "Let's go"

He lead the way to his house, going in and asking her to make herself at home. "I'll go change." He went to his room and got into his pirate gear. "Close your eyes." He said through door.

Vixan had perched herself on the arm of a couch, and closed her eyes when prompted. "They're cloooseeeed~"