Love Knows No Time

Disclaimer: I don't own Avenged Sevenfold or the DiBenedetto sisters

Claimer: I do own Aleera and the idea for this story

Chapter Two

6:30 pm

A rustling sound woke Brian up half an hour early, and thinking it was one of the maids, he sat up and was ready to yell at the girl for disturbing his sleep, but he caught himself when he saw it was Aleera.

She was standing in his closet, holding one of his dress suits.

"Hi," she said, walking over to his bed and putting the suit down at the foot of it.

"Hi," he replied, "what're you doing in here?"

"Picking out your clothes," she replied. "Like a good wife."

"Why?"

"Matt wants everyone dressed up and ready to go in half an hour," she replied, leaning against the side of the bed.

"Again, why?" he asked.

"I don't know, he said we're all going out and to dress up," Aleera said, then she patted his leg. "So get up and get dressed."

"Um, okay," he said, unable to ignore the chill that went up his spine when she had touched him.

It had been so long since he'd made love to his wife, but he'd lost the right to do that the night she'd caught him with the kitchen maids.

"Brian, are you alright?" she asked, concern in her voice.

"Yeah, I was just thinking about something," he replied, smiling. "Matt wants us all dressed up to go out, right?"

"Yes," she replied, watching him get out of bed, unable to take her eyes of the magnificent body that belonged to her husband.

Good lord, she thought, watching him walk towards his bathroom. When was the last time I tapped that?

"Aleera, are you going to get ready?" he asked, looking back at her.

"Oh, yeah, I am," she replied. "I'll see you in a little bit."

"Okay," he said, watching her turn around, his eyes drawn to the ornate butterfly tattoo that was on her lower back, peeking out at him from between the top of her low riding jeans and the short baby-t she was wearing.

Would she knock the shit out of me if I jumped her? he thought, watching her leave the room. Yeah, she would. I wouldn't have any teeth left if I just jumped her.

Shaking his head, he went into his bathroom to start getting ready, unknowing of the conversation his wife was having with Valary not too far from his room.

"You're wearing your teasing jeans," the older woman said. "Any reason why?"

"Brian's lying to me," Aleera replied. "He keeps sneaking off at night, and this morning I asked him who he was seeing."

"What did he say?"

"He told me that he'd been at the studio."

"But Matt had...." Val started to say, but the younger woman held up one hand.

"I know, and I said the same thing," she said, "so I figured that if I tease him a little bit, he'll start staying home and I can weed the information out of him."

"And if he doesn't take the bait?"

"I'll break his knee caps while he sleeps with Nellie's big cast iron frying pan," Aleera replied.

"That's low, Aleera," Val said. "Very low. Why don't you just follow him?"

"He would know," she said, sighing.

"He wouldn't know if, oh let's say, Oden was trailing him."

"Val, you know that Matt doesn't allow Oden and Loki to leave the grounds," Aleera said.

"They're big boys."

"They're freaking werewolves, Val, werewolves who don't know how to interact with anyone but us," the younger woman said. "If they ever got lose, a lot of people would either a) die or b) there'd be a whole lotta werewolves running around."

"Have Jimmy follow him then," Val said, shrugging. "We should go and get ready before Matt throws a fit."

"Why does he want us to get dressed up?" Aleera asked.

"I don't know, but so he wouldn't throw a tantrum I agreed with him."

"Aleera! I can't find my cuff-links!!" Brian yelled from his room.

"How in the hell did he get ready so fast? I just left his room," Aleera said, looking over her shoulder.

"You better go and help him," Val said.

"Val! Where are my clothes?!" Matt yelled. "You where supposed to lay them out for me!"

"They're still in the closet Matt!" Val yelled back, walking away from Aleera. "So calm down, baby!"

"Will every body stop yelling?" Jimmy asked, coming out of his room.

Aleera looked at him, then slapped her hand over her eyes.

Jimmy was standing in the middle of the hallway stark naked.

"Where are your clothes?" she asked.

"I was getting ready to put them on when everyone started yelling," he replied. "First it started this morning, and if it continues, I will just start screaming at the top of my lungs and I won't shut up."

"You never shut up," Michelle said, walking by and glancing at him. "Short stuff."

"Shut up, Michelle," Jimmy snapped.

"Put your pants on, Shorty," she replied, heading down the stairs.

He glared at the woman's retreating form before going back into his room, slamming the door shut behind him.

Aleera shook her head to clear it of the image she had just seen, then turned and headed back to Brian's room to help him look for his cuff links and to find out how he'd gotten ready to go in under ten minutes.