Chapter two The next morning Rainbow woke up rather early. She sat up straight in her canopied cloud bed, stretched her wings, and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was 7 AM. Rainbow groaned and flopped back onto her bed. She tried to doze off for a moment, but realizing it was a lost cause, she decided that she might as well take and shower and go for an early morning flight. Grabbing one of her spare uniforms from her closet, she trotted over to the washroom and jumped into the lavish shower. Enjoying the feeling of the hot water running smoothly down her body, she hummed to herself. Hanging out with Soarin last night had put her into a great mood. Sighing happily as she rinsed the shampoo out of her mane, Rainbow Dash wondered if Soarin thought of her as more than "just a friend". She hoped so... *Soarins point of view* Soarin had woken up that morning feeling very optimistic. He suspected that it had something to do with the fact that he had spent all of last night talking, laughing and flying with Rainbow Dash until they decided it was time to head back to headquarters. Speaking of Rainbow Dash, he wondered if she would want to join him on his morning flight. He decided to head over to her suite in HQ and ask if she wanted to go flying with him. Slipping on his uniform, Soarin began to trot in the direction of her room. ****************************************** Rainbow stepped out of the shower feeling refreshed. Wrapping a short, sky blue towel around herself, she trotted out of the bathroom . At the same time, the door to her bedroom flung open. Whirling around, she saw a grinning Soarin step into her room. "Hey Dash I was wondering if you-" His eyes landed on her, finally realizing that she was clad in nothing but a very short, wet towel. Water from her mane slowly dripped onto the floor, how did she manage to get herself into these type of situations? Soarin's jaw dropped. Standing in front of him was an almost naked, sopping wet Rainbow Dash. Rainbow froze. She was suddenly very aware of the fact that she was wearing nothing but a short towel. Blushing furiously, she became very interested in the plush cloud carpet underneath her feet. Soarin cracked a smile. "Mornin." He was shamelessly eyeing her, head to hooves. Rainbow couldn't believe it, Soarin, one of her closest friends lacked the decency to look away from her scantily clad body. The again, if their places were reversed, chances were she would be gawking at him as well. Soarin looked Rainbow up and down. He knew he shouldn't be staring at her, but he just couldn't help it. Her muscles were smooth and toned from rigorous flight sessions. Her rainbow mane had caught the light and was giving the illusion that there were stars in her hair. Her deep, sparkling magenta eyes were a mix of emotions, mostly embarrassment. She was gorgeous. Rainbow could practically feel his eyes undressing her and instinctively crossed her fore hooves over her chest. Clearing her throat she met his eyes. "Um, i should probably go put on some clothes..." Tearing his gaze away, Soarin nodded wordlessly. Rainbow turned and ran into her huge walk in closet. Throwing on her Wonderbolt uniform, she stepped back out again. Besides, she could dry her mane later. Acknowledging Soarin with a brief nod of her head, she pulled on her flight goggles. "So you wanted to ask me something?" Minor cliffie! How will the other wonderbolts react when they find out?