Okay so this one review I got on my last story about how he/she was disappointed that Adam wasn't a real guy and that there weren't any problems with that. All of a sudden this story pops into my mind and I just think 'I'm going to rock this'. So here is the first chap to a story inspired by Senshi Raidon!

She was the most beautiful girl in the world. Adam couldn't remember being with her, but somewhere in his mind had all these memories that he just knew we had been a couple for years. He looked down at her and smiled, loving the look on her face. It showed love and want, all for him. Adam looked lower and scanned her naked body while he did so. He somehow knew exactly how to align his groin with hers and he smiled as he was about to make love to his girlfriend.

Adam shot up and breathed heavily, sweat dripping down his face. He looked around his room and scratched the back of his head. In the end his eyes landed on his pelvic region. He sighed sadly and stared at it, just looking at the one part of his body he wished would change the most pissed him off. Why did he have to suffer? Why did he have to be born wrong? It wasn't fair. But when was life as a transgender fair?

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Adam practically had to put in ten times as much effort to lift his feet with all the crap he was feeling. And it didn't help that his two best friends that also ended up to be dating were by his locker acting all cute and rubbing their noses together. Adam didn't hate them for it, he was happy for them, but some days it got him down. They said he would have that one day, but he wanted that day to be now!

"I'm not trying to be mean, but can you guys just tone down the flirt for the day?" Adam asked groggily, not looking at them, but focusing on his locker combo.

"What got into your pants and died?" Eli teased, smirking.

"Nothing." Adam said, the joke made him think about the things that were or weren't in his pants.

"Clare, can you just give us a second?" Eli whispered, but Adam heard most of it.

She nodded and smiled at Eli. While she started to walk away she stopped and hugged Adam from the back before hurrying off to class.

"What's wrong, dude?" Eli leaned against the lockers.

"It was just a hard night." Adam sighed, finally getting all his stuff out of his locker.

"What happened? Was it your mom? Dad? Brother?" Eli asked.

"No it was me, I had another …." Adam trailed off on purpose knowing Eli would get the message.

"Right." Eli sighed. "I'm sorry to hear that, Rocky. If you need anything I can help."

"Eli, I do have needs but there are none that I want your help with." They both laughed and made a few more sick jokes. "I just want what you and Clare want." Adam said, sadly.

"And one day you will." Eli smirked.

The bell ringing broke the silence and they said goodbyes, walking off to different classes.

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Fiona groaned out loud and threw her clipboard behind her. None of the actors were taking the rehearsal seriously and the ones that were had taken it too seriously. They were fighting non-stop and Fiona couldn't get any of them to shut up.

"Hey!" someone shouted after she heard the board fall on the ground.

She turned and smiled when she saw it was Eli. The flat piece of wood she had thrown had hit the door frame as he walked in. Now that Eli was here maybe he could get things back on track.

"Eli!" Fiona cheered as he came over by the podium. "I'm so happy you're here!"

"Is that why I was greeted by a board almost hitting me in the face?"

"That was just away to relieve frustration, but we have a problem that pretty much adds up to no one doing anything."

"Hey!" Eli yelled and everyone paid attention. "Scene 6, let's go!"

Fiona smiled as everyone followed the order and started to set up the stage while the two in charge talked.

"Harder than my brother made it look." Fiona sighed.

"Harder than you saw is more like it." Eli smirked.

"I don't know how people can do this for a living."

"Passion, love for the arts, imagination, wanting to make a point, those are all things that drew me to this."

"Well, you're you."

"And you're Fiona, and that desk is a desk, and my face is amazing." Eli laughed at his joke.

"Yeah, yeah you should be a model instead."

"Want me to strut my stuff while wearing your designs?"

"It wouldn't hurt my mood."

"Speaking of mood, you seem angrier. Stuff like this has never gotten you so ticked before."

"I'm dealing with some stuff."

"Like what?"

"Well, with Holly J gone and me only having you as a friend, I'm left alone every weekend. It's so boring at that place. When I first went in I thought it was the perfect size, but know it feels like it's getting smaller and smaller and I can't breathe."

"Then get a friend."

"I don't know anyone! I can't just go up to a random person you need to like somehow have a connection."

"Like a mutual friend?"

"Yeah, that would be perfect!"

"Well, what if I said I knew this guy-"

"No, no no no no, you are not setting me up on a date."

"Who said anything about a date? So my friends is a guy, doesn't mean you'll fall happily in love and have a million kids."

"Eli, no guy sets one of his guy friends up with a girl when it's not a date."

"I do, and he's not looking exactly for a girlfriend, I think just a friend. With me hanging out with Clare, I don't chill with him as much. I just want to help him, help both of you." Eli smiled.

"Well, I mean I guess I could ….. but what if he thinks it's a date?"

"I'll tell him it's not. Just try and see where it goes. No pressure." Fiona was still unsure, but what did she have to lose.

"Alright I'll do it."