May 2nd, that night.

"Oh, Tao-Tao! This place is beautiful!" Tommy's mother brags quietly. I snort.

"Tao-Tao?" I can't contain the full on laughter at this pint. Tommy sighs.

"Shut up."

"Oh, Tao-Tao don't be like that." I put on a pouty face, laughing my ass off. He ignores me, looking ahead.

"Mali, what do you prefer here?" his father asks.

"Now it's Mali?" Ha-ha!" I laugh. Tommy takes a deep breath, turning to face me. He is suddenly grabbing my face and kissing me very, very hard. His warm lips begin to fade cold, their soft feel fading into stone. It hurts.

'Adam, please. This is very important to me. My parents may seem casual, but they are judging everything you do. They hate humans! I love you, Adam. Please be good, for me.'

Tommy pulls back, and my lips are left tingling and stinging. I gasp for a moment, regaining my composure.

'Did you just… Did I just read your mind?' Tommy nods, looking ahead at his parents. 'How…?' Tommy mouths the word 'later'. So, he would explain that later? He better fucking explain it later. That was the craziest and most painful shit I'd experienced, next to when I lost my virginity back in junior year of high school (I was on bottom…).

We are seated at our table, anther of which is bribed for by Tommy, and his parents think nothing of it.

"I hate to ask," I start, "But I'm curious. Where does Tommy get all of this money from? Does he steal it? Or create it? Or what?..." Ron and Dia laugh.

"Adam, we've been alive a very long time. We've been to Earth before, and so have others of our kind. They open special banks just for us Plutonians. We've opened many bank accounts across the planet, and the money accumulates. He just takes some from whichever account he wants.

"Wow," is all I can say. Tommy laughs, twining my fingers with his underneath the table.

"So, Adam, where do you work?" Dia asks.

'Oh my god I don't have a job…'

"Adam is still in his last few months of college, so he does not really have time for a decent job," Tommy says, covering for me.

'Thank you, Glitterbaby…

"Oh, well, what do you plan on doing after college?" she asks. I think for a moment.

"I wanna be a singer."

"That's a big dream," Ron says. I laugh nervously.

"I suppose it is… But I'm passionate about it..."

"How many songs have you written?" Dia asks.

"Uhm… Ya know, I'm not really sure. I wrote an entire album and a few others…"

"What's the one called?"

"Trespassing," I say, blushing.

"Sounds interesting…" Ron says, examining my facial expressions intently. I look away from his judging gaze.

"Well, I'm glad that you are setting the bar so highly for yourself. I wish you luck as a performer, and I hope to be seeing you on all major stages, soon!" Dia says encouragingly. I smile and thank her as the waitress takes our orders.

While waiting for our food to come, we converse about Tommy.

"So, what was Tommy like as a child?" I ask, putting my hands under my chin, showing how fascinated I am.

"Well," Dia begins, "He loved throwing his glitter around, though at the time, it didn't work for him like it does now. It only works when you're mature enough to be responsible with it."

"He still likes throwing it around…" I say, chuckling at his annoyed expressions.

"He's always loved his abilities," Ron says. "Especially when he talked about reading your mind. He could never do that before he met you." I look at Tommy, raising an eyebrow.

"Really?" I ask. He nods.

"It was incredible! I did not know where the hell the voice was coming from until I had a vision about you. I set out in search for you, and when I found you, I could easily read all of your thoughts. At the time they were mostly centered around…" He pauses. I take his hand comfortingly.

"Tommy, it's okay. I'm fine…" I kiss his cheek lightly. He smiles.

'I was also wondering something… If they are judging me, why did you kiss me the way you did in the dorm?'

"Mom, Dad, may you excuse Adam and me for a moment?" Tommy asks.

"Of course, Tao-Tao," Dia says, smiling. Tommy takes me to the bathroom, which is empty. He locks the door and turns on the vent to filter our voices.

"Adam, what the hell?" he whispers.

"What did I do?"

"Stop thinking to me! It is distracting!"

"Well I'm sorry that I have questions that I can't ask aloud. Would you like for me to leave?"

"No, no… It is just… I do not know… Please, Adam… I love you."

"Tommy, calm down. They're just your parents/

"Strict parents."`

"Whatever. Listen, I promise I won't ask you any more questions." I pull him into a tight embrace, nuzzling my face into his shoulder.

"Adam, I kissed you that way to prove two things. One, that I can let you hear my thoughts, as well, but at a painful cost for both of us. You know how you felt my lips turn stone and cold? I feel it, too, and it is very painful for me, but I had to let you know what I needed you to hear somehow. Secondly, I was giving a sign to my parents that I do not care what the fuck they think about you. You are my boyfriend, and I love you, and if I want to kiss you, I damn right will!" I smile, wrapping my arms around his waist and pulling him to me.

"You're so extremely handsome when you're frustrated," I say, moving the hair away from his face.

"Oh, please," he says, looking down shyly. I tilt his face up to look at me and smile into his gorgeous brown eyes.

"You sexy, sexy alien…" I whisper, leaning down to kiss his harshly. We get very into the kiss, pushing each other into the walls and eventually falling to the floor. Tommy tosses his glitter, unclothing us instantly. I don't hesitate to enter him, but I do it gently. We try to make it quick and succeed, still getting perfectly fulfilled.

"How long was it?" Tommy asks, throwing glitter on us and giving us our suits back. I look at my watch.

"About ten minutes," I say. Tommy laughs.

"New record!" I kiss him slowly and beautifully, and then lean beside his ear to whisper.

"They'll know."

"Who?" Tommy asks.

'Your parents.'

Tommy's expression falls. I smile, taking his hand and leaving the bathroom to go back to our table where our food is already waiting for us, steaming hot.

"Did you two enjoy yourselves?" Dia asks, taking a sip of her wine. I chug my glass of Chianti, raising my eyebrows at Tommy. He blushes and refuses to look up from his plate. I look at Dia and smile, winking at her. She winks back.

"Did I mention how much I love your mother?" I say casually. Tommy rolls his eyes and massages his temples. I laugh lightly, refilling my glass.

"You boys go at it a lot, don't you?" Ron asks. I shrug, feeling oddly comfortable telling Tommy's alien parents about our alien-human sex life.

"Oh my god…" Tommy mutters, slamming his head against the table. I smile shyly.

"Oh, Tao-Tao! Your father and I know what you do. We don't care! There's nothing at all to be embarrassed about!" He begins slamming his head on the table over and over.

"You are so immature, Tommy…" I say, running my fingers through his hair and smiling at Ron and Dia.

"So, Adam, who's usually on top?" Ron asks.

"Dad!" Tommy yells quietly, dragging his head off of the table. His forehead is red. I touch my finger to the bottom of his chin, smiling and kissing him gently. He smirks at me.

"I am," I say, still looking deeply into Tommy's incredibly deep brown eyes. He eventually smiles back, kissing me.

"I thought so," Dia says, squealing in delight. Tommy turns to face his mother with a quizzical expression.

"What is that supposed to mean, Mother?"

"Nothing, nothing. Shut up, Tao-Tao."

"Tao-Tao sounds like a type of Chinese food…" I say, kissing Tommy's forehead. Ron and Dia laugh.

"Taomalia hates his name," Ron says.

"Gee, I wonder why!" Tommy retorts sarcastically. I snap in his face, startling him for a moment.

"Chill!"

"Make me." I look at him mischievously.

"Maybe later tonight…" I say, pulling him out of the booth to dance with me.

"Adam!"

"Oh, I love being a part of this family…" I say, dipping Tommy and kissing him.