"Aren't you having a concert later in London tonight?" I asked. "Yeah we are," he replied without any discomfort. "Wow… you can actually take it?" I asked. "Well… we usually take our naps between concerts," he continued. "Oh… I'm disturbing you? I'm SO sorry," I quickly said knowing that he was supposed to rest at the moment. "No, please, I'm grateful that you even talked to me, I've never had a decent chat since we started out as Westlife," Shane said with another smile. I felt as though I'm losing my breath. "So… you coming to the concert tonight?" he asked. "Oh… I… I can't, I've no tickets and my sensei might not allow us to go," I quickly told him. "You need tickets? That's no problem, where are you staying I'll send some passes over to you," Shane continued. "Really? That'll be great, wait… I wrote it down on my notebook," I replied and got up to get my bag. "Here, let me help you," Shane said as he got up to help me with my bag on the compartment. Suddenly, the plane shook and Shane tripped, causing us to fall on the seats. A sudden pain overcame my head as I hit the armrest. As I opened my eyes, Shane was above me. I blushed deeply as Shane rested his head on my… umm… breasts. "Oh dear God… What the Hell are you doing Shane?" Bryan said as he passed by. Before Shane realised, he was still on my… breasts. "Dear Lord… I'm… I… no… God," Shane stuttered as he got up. He quickly walked to the toilet. I blushed and bit me lower lip. "And he's saying that I'm such a pervert," Bryan continued. I just sat back up straight on my seat. "Hi… I'm Bryan," he quickly said and sat next to me. "I… I'm Miyuki Seishiro," I told him with a smile. "Ah… a Japanese," he said. "What's with me being Japanese?" I asked him. "Oh… it's nothing, it's just that Shane's been so fascinated about Japan since our last tour," Bryan told me. I just smiled back. I thanked God for letting me be Japanese.

"Oh… seems like another one of us is enjoying himself too," Bryan told me as he stared towards Nat and Mark. I turned and noticed that Mark was sleeping on Natalie's shoulder and Nat was already passing out. "He smells so good," Nat managed to whisper to me. Bryan then walked over to Mark's side and suddenly he made a cock-a-doodle-doo noise that jolted almost everyone out of their seats. Mark started swearing non-stop and threatens Bryan. "You seem to be enjoying yourself with the shoulder nap," Bryan told him. "What are you talking about? I'm sitting next to Shane…" Mark said and turned around when he noticed that he was actually sleeping next to Natalie. "But I thought… I must be sleepwalking again," Mark said while he messages his temples. "I wonder what Sarah might say if she hears about this," Bryan said. "Oh… please Bryan… anything but that," Mark begged him. "Sarah? Umm… who's Sarah?" Natalie asked. "Oh… Mark's new girlfriend," Bryan said. I suddenly felt a very cold aura and I noticed that Bryan and Mark too felt it too because of their sudden expression.

"I… I'll just… go back to my seat," whispered a very motionless, expressionless and very cold Natalie. Bryan and Mark just stood there, watching a zombie like Natalie return to the other seat. "Umm… I think I better go now," Bryan said with a smile and left. Mark slowly sat on his seat. "W… what was wrong?" Mark asked. I moved my lips, not wanting to say it out loud. "She's a big fan of yours," I whispered very quietly. "Oh… please tell her I'm sorry," he continued. I nodded with a smile. "Oh… and… could you please… not speak about Sarah?" he asked. "Sure…" I told him. I turned towards Natalie to tell her what Mark said, but the sudden anger aura stopped me. I just got up and headed to the toilet instead.