Hello everyone who clicked on this story! This is the first chapter of "Subliminal message." This story takes place after the movie. Read and review and if there are enough positive comments then I will continue it. Enjoy! (Also I own nothing)

The night was full of stars and the Milano was flying through space on auto pilot and the guardians are all asleep in their rooms. They were on their way to a far out planet to take a job that offered a promising 400,000 units, which Rocket had no problem taking any job that offered that much as a reward. Tossing and turning in his sleep, Rocket was dreaming of the money and what he would do with it when he jumped awake from a rock in the ship.

"What the hell Quill?!" he snarled as he jumped down from his bed and quickly put on his clothes and ran to the control center. "Would it kill you to fly smoothly so that we can sleep!?" he looked around and realized that the ship was on auto pilot then sighed and rubbed his dreary eyes.

He felt the ship gently rocking from side to side and decided to go down into the hull and take a look at the thrusters while he was up. As he thought, the left thruster was losing power of its engine and worked to fix it. He enjoyed working on anything mechanical, it seemed to calm his mind. The quietness as well was helping to keep him in a calm state. After a while the engine came back to life at its full capacity and he slowly crawled out of the hull covered in grease.

"Well that's just great…" he sighed as he looked down at his clothes and walked to the shower room.

The shower room was just like a bathroom but had a few lockers for each of the guardian, except for Groot. Rocket was the only one in there so he just threw his clothes down onto the floor and turned on the water. While waiting for the water to get warm he looked into the mirror and just stared at his reflection and took a deep breath and turned so his back was to the mirror. Looking over his shoulder he looked at the wires and patches of baldness on his back and winced a bit as he rubbed over it.

He cursed at it and walked into the shower. He stood there for a few moments and let the warm water wash over him and he closed his eyes. His eyes shot open and his ears perked as he heard the door slide open and he could detect the slight sounds of bare feet walking in.

"Can you just leave so I can take a shower in peace?!" he spat at the unknown person.

"I am sorry Rocket I just thought that you had injured yourself I was making sure you were alright" Gamora's said in a gentle voice as she picked up Rockets clothes.

"Of course I'm fine. Do you think that I would be showering if I wasn't?" he said with a little more sharpness than he needed to. He looked out and realized that she was gone and fresh clothes were placed on the small bench that was in there. He washed up his body and then got out in just a towel then looked back into the mirror to see the same image as before. He put the towel over his head and when he took it off he jumped when he looked at the mirror. He could have sworn that he saw a female like himself but when he blinked, she was gone.

"F-fuck this…" he blinked a few more times and then got dressed and left.

Rocket walked out into the main room where they all lounged around and this time most of the other guardians had awoken and Gamora had started breakfast. Drax was topless and watching TV, that was normal now. Groot, still being a little sapling, remained in Rocket's room. The only one that wasn't up was Quill. Lately Quill and Rocket had been butting heads over every little ordeal. Everything from what to watch to who showers first.

As if he had heard Rocket's thoughts Quill walked through the mechanical door with a smile on his face and a comb in his hand as he sang, quite horribly Rocket might add. Gamora had started taking a liking to Quill's singing and she slowly swayed with the beat of his song. Even Drax smiled and looked their way and tried to clap with the beat. All of it got under Rocket's fur and he couldn't take it.

"Will all of you just shut up?! It is too early in the Fucking morning for all of this racket!" he snapped as he walked to the fridge and grabbed a bottle of liquor out and walked to the table.

"Looks like ranger rick is in a piss-poor mood yet again this morning," Quill laughed as he walked over to Gamora and grabbed a plate of food, " Of course he is always in a mood so he drinks his anger away then passes out and does it again the next day." He walked over and sat next to Drax and ate.

Rocket's fur bristled "Shut your face star-dork!" he retorted getting frustrated and took a big gulp of the strong liquor.

"Quill is right. The furry one has been quite angry for some time." Drax said as he got up and got food.

Gamora got her food and sat with Drax and Quill," Will you two just leave him alone? He may just be upset over something." She started eating.

"I'm not upset! I am pissed off! I am tired of all of you getting up in my face!" Rocket snapped and then looked over at the food. There was not enough for himself so he got down with his bottle and walked over to the door.

"There he goes again to sulk in his room and get black–out drunk yet again. Maybe this time…." Quill said and decided not to finish his sentence. Quill looked back at Rocket who was still standing at the door with his ears laid back and he gripped the bottle more tightly.

"Y-You know what quill." His voice trembled a bit and walked to his room and locked the door.

Normally Rocket didn't take things to heart but for some reason Quill's words stung deep in him and made him feel like a hole was growing in his chest. He drank more and sat on his bed and he felt his eyes watering. Damnit Quill he thought. He took another big gulp in hopes that the liquor would heal his invisible wound.

After a few more gulps Rocket felt his vision start to blur and so did his though process. He went to go drink again and found that only a few drops came out of the bottle. Cursing to himself he got up but found that his legs gave out and he fell to the ground and slowly got back up to his feet.

"D-damn floor… always g-getting in the way." He stumbled to the door and walked right into it, forgetting that he locked it. "Damn door helping out the f-fucking floor." He unlocked the door and stumbled into the hallway and started towards the main room once again.

When he got there no one was there. The room was very quiet and he strained his ears to see if he could hear them in one of the other rooms but he could not. Once again he raided the fridge only to find that there was no alcohol to sooth his pain and nothing to sooth his growling stomach. He sighed and started to walk away feeling alone and unwanted. About half way to his room he blacked out and fell to the ground.

Normally when he had had a lot to drink and passed out drunk, he didn't dream but that was not the case this time. He dreamed that he was on a planet that was full of greens and full of beauty. Where on earth is this place? He walked around and looked at the different flowers that he hadn't seen before and picked one. It was a bright blue with a white middle. Even in his dream he could smell the flower and it was a pleasant smell.

The wind started to pick up and all of the different scents flew around him and he closed his eyes and took in the smell. His eyes flew open and he swiveled his ears when he heard a twig crack. Who is there?! He called out and tried to reach for his gun but it wasn't there. There was a light fog that was starting to creep through the trees and drifted towards Rocket.

Out of the mist Quill stepped out in his orange jacket and jeans but was smiling for once. He continued to walk towards rocket.

Rocket snarled and took a step back, "Quill?! You have some nerve sneaking up on me like…"

Before Rocket could say anything else Quill picked him up and held him at eye level.

"Q-Quill what are you…"

Quill slowly brought rocket closer and closed his eyes. Rocket kept his open and slowly leaned in and…

Rocket jumped awake in his bed and sweating a bit, "W-what the hell." He breathed deeply and looked around half expecting Quill to be there "Damnit Quill…"

So that is the first chapter. If I get good reviews and people want me continue the story then I will.