A/N: Ok it's offical I am never catching up to these other writers. LOL

Enjoy this next chapter of Sail Away from Dark Kaneanite.

Justin was standing on the deck watching as Brian and Matthew made fools of themselves infront of the female passengers

Justin was standing on the deck watching as Brian and Matthew made fools of themselves in front of the female passengers. He shook his head as one of them slapped Matthew across the cheek and walked off in a huff. Brianna had left after apologizing to him and he had watched as she disappeared with Finlay. His eyes narrowing as she laughed and linked her arm through his.

"Careful man, remember Vince's rules." He warned with out looking at Matthew.

"Come on, live a little Just. All I have to say is that I was in character. Hawkins and Ryder have that kind of sleazy attitude."

"Whatever."

"Awe, you're just mad that the little red head chose Finlay over you." Brian said; nudging Justin in the ribs with his elbow.

"Finlay? Please! If I wanted her I could have her. That old man has nothing on me."

"Rrriiiiggghhhtttt. Let's see, Finlay has good standing in the company, he trains most of the Divas, and has a set gimmick. Not to mention he has that Irish lilt that seems to make most women melt." Matthew commented as he leered over at one of the Divas as she walked past. "Hey Maria."

"Get lost Cardona." She responded playfully as she hurried over to where Melina, Beth, and Victoria were standing.

"She wants me."

"Sure." Justin rolled his eyes and looked around the deck watching as the guys mingled with fans and each other. He seen Shawn talking to someone and looked away embarrassed when it turned a little heated. He scratched his head as Mark and Glen stormed past, well Mark stormed past and Glen looked more like he was trailing him. He continued to watch until they headed out of sight and sighed when Adam popped up from behind one of the lifeboats. Adam straightened his clothes and headed in the opposite direction, looking over his shoulder as he went. Brian and Matthew went back to extolling Finlay's virtues so he just tuned them out and looked around the deck again. More of the fans were mingling now and most of the guys looked like they were having a good time.

"Well maybe not Irvine." He thought as he watched the man dart back over to the railing of the boat.

"SHOW!!" Someone yelled. Justin looked up and seen Paul Wight standing on the deck with a huge grin on his face. A second later he seen a flash of red launch itself at the big man. With a laugh both went down to the deck, causing everyone around them to laugh as well. The two got back to their feet and Justin's mouth dropped open when Paul kissed the red head before dropping her lightly to her feet. He snapped his mouth shut angrily when he recognized her face.

"Guess she didn't choose Finlay after all." Brian said shaking his head.

"Brian; unless you want to go over that railing..."

"Nope, not gonna happen. Remember, 'No throwing fans or superstars over board.' Vince's rules."

"Shove the rules. I'll wait til everyone's sleeping then toss ya."

"Awe, don't be that way. You know that you'd miss me. Besides you said yourself that if you wanted her you could have her."

"I did didn't I."

"Do I smell a bet coming on?" Matthew asked as he dug into his pockets.

"Of course not. Haven't you seen any of the teen movies that have been made in the past few years? Whenever a bet is made among guys concerning a girl, the guy involved in the bet falls hopelessly in love with the girl. Then the guys' idiot friends let it slip to the girl that she was a bet and then she gets pissed and leaves the guy. He turns all emo and the movie ends, or he tries and succeeds in getting her back and the movie ends. I don't want to fall hopelessly in love with her; I want her to want me. And if there is no bet then you two can't accidentally spill to her that she was bet." Justin said as he headed to his room to change for dinner.

"Did he just call us the idiot friends?" Brian asked as he turned to Matthew.

"Yes he did. But what I find more troubling is that he knew so much about teen movies."

"Yea that was kinda weird wasn't it."

"Think we should help him out? Or just sit back and watch him burn?"

"Let's just sit back, he still thinks that she's a guest."

"You're right, this going to be a great trip." Matthew and Brian laughed as they headed over to the Divas only to be run away a minute later when Beth started to throw whatever was within reach at them.

Justin looked at himself in the mirror before he headed out the door. He was wearing khaki pants and nice black button down shirt that was only half buttoned. A silver chain laid against his chest and the matching bracelet caught the light as he moved his hands. He was pretty sure that Brianna was going to be sitting with Paul so he made plans to sit with them. He walked into the dinning room and looked around, most of the guys just headed in while some went out of their way to dress up. Chavo was wearing a tux with tails and was shooting murderous looks at Adam who just laughed behind his napkin. He didn't have to look far for Brianna, but she wasn't sitting with Paul; she was sitting with Stephanie was lugging a leather bound book with her.

"Probably the baby pictures, she likes to show them to everyone." He thought as he started over to her. He was halfway to the table when someone grabbed his arm and steered him in the opposite direction. He looked over and seen that it was Jimmy Yang and growled low in his throat at the interruption. "What do you want Jimmy?"

"Just wanted to know if you want in on the bet?" He asked smiling at a group of fans as they walk past.

"What bet?"

"Whether or not Mark kills Adam on the boat or on the island."

"I'm going to go with boat, only he's going to cut him to shreds and feed him to the sharks." Justin listened to the others bandy about ideas as he scanned the room for Brianna, in the split second that he'd looked away she had disappeared from Stephanie's table. Hell she'd disappeared from the room altogether. With a growl he turned his attention back to the conversation, deciding that there was always later to put his plan into action.