AN: Yeah, um, so blown up condoms are a lot more fun to play with than balloons...especially if their flavored. I'm sure our bus driver was thrilled with that wonderful banana scented present we left for him on the bus this afternoon...

I stared out the window to the stars creeping by. Though we were going hundreds of light-years per second, the stars seemed to move slower than one would expect. We had left Transsexual the evening before, and left the galaxy of Transylvania sometime this afternoon. Of course, we had no idea what time schedule we should be on, after all, there was no sun here to rise in the morning and set at night. I missed Transsexual terribly, and though my last few years there had been horrible, it was my home. I had cried the night we left, for the first time since Daan was born. I made sure though, that no one was around. Riff was in the control room, piloting the ship, and Frank...well, who knew where Frank was. I wouldn't have cried if anyone was there. I had been overly emotional and open up until a few years ago, but then something-or someone-had closed me up.

Concentrating on the empty space before me, I did not notice Riff approach me, and it wasn't till his arms circled around my stomach that I realized that I was not alone. I tucked my head under his chin. His hands moved from my abdomen up to my head, where he combed my hair with his fingers, idly twirling it around and around. It seemed strange to me that, considering how close we were, how few words were passed between us, yet the secrets we knew of one another...

Suddenly his hands stopped fiddling with my hair. He pulled them out, then turned me around, so that we were facing each other. He clasped my hands in his, and then pulled our hands up, together, over our heads, forcing our forearms, all the way up to our bent elbows, to meet. Then slowly, releasing my hands, his arms lowered. I understood this to be a reassurance, a special, brother-sister signal, that we would share with no one, letting each other know that no matter what, we were on the same side...always.

I grabbed his hand, and together we ran into my room, locking the door behind us. We held each other close, and, for the first time since I was seventeen, we expressed the true intensity of our devotion to one another, our togetherness. It was the first time in years that I let everything go, years and years of pent up anger, fear, and frustration. I let it all go...into that starry abyss.

AN: So, there we go! The conception of...the great, the wonderful, the oh- so-arousing...ELBOW SEX!!! Hope you enjoyed this chapter. REVIEW GOD DAMMIT!!!!!