Author's Note: Why do I update so quickly? I'll tell you why. I want to finish this story so I can put up another one. And there is a possibility that this M/M saga isn't really over (possibly it's a triology if I get enough inspiration: HINT reviews!!haha). But I have other ones I wanna get out to you guys so here it is. Part nine. Maybe part ten will be out later tonight.... Oh, also, this story is wicked long so I am trying to make it go quicker....

Weeks went by and I talked to Joshua nearly every day. He'd call me when he got out of rugby practice. "We're going to really kill this year Mia. You really should try to come up sometime and see a match."
I sighed, "I've been really busy lately." That wasn't a lie. "Maybe I do need a little break. When is the next match?"
"Seriously?"
"No, I'm just being mean. Duh, of course I'll come up. When?"
"Well," he started, obviously looking at his schedule. "How about a long weekend? We are playing Edinborough next weekend. We could take a quick trip to Scotland."
"Oh, just a quick trip?" I said with a laugh. "I'll have to check with the royal itenary but I am sure it'll be fine."
"You are the best, you know that?"
"I know. But I gotta go. I am trying to get a hold of Richard Pivvons to organize a mission in-"
"Oh I heard about that. He said in some interview that he wanted to get some people together in Africa or something?"
"Yeah, you got that totally wrong," I said with a laugh.
"Sorry, some of us don't get to make our living by volunteering. What is the deal?"
"I'm under contract not to dispose of that information."
"Then I'll tell the Sun about how you like to tease the guards outside of Buckingham Palace."
I rolled my eyes. "I really have to go, Joshua."
"Amelia..."
"Joshie...."
"As your group leader I compel you!"
I laughed, "You let a little leadership go to your head."
"Yeah, well what can I say?"
"You can say, 'bye bye Mia'"
"I bid you adieu."
"Bye bye Joshua."
"Mwa," he said before hanging up. He cracked me up every time I talked to him.

A week later I was on a flight to England to see that boy. He better appreciate this. I was flying for three hours for him, then travelling on a smelly bus with him.
He met me at the airport. He looked funny, holding up a sign that said "DARLING, MIA" on it, like he was my limo driver or something. I came up behind him and tapped him on the shoulder. "You come here to pick up chicks?"
He turned and was a bout to say something, "Mia!" he yelled, wrapping his arms around me. "Who is that?" he asked, pointing to Lars.
"My bodyguard. Sometimes I get to sneak off without him but normally I don't."
"Oh, nice to meet you sir," he said, extending his hand. Lars just looked at him like he had three heads.
"Come on. There's a party down at Fitzy's place. I have so many people I want to introduce you to. Do you have your bags?"
"Just tell Lars where to bring them. He'll go grab them for us."
"Do you need cab money?" Joshua asked.
Lars snickered. "No." He took the address down and left us to our own accord.
"So?"
"Come on, let's go."
"Am I wearing clothes that are okay? Should I change?" I asked.
He looked at me. "You look fine. Why would you have to change?"
I looked at my clothes. I had come from a tea with Grandmere. "Um, other than the fact that I am wearing a suit?"
He laughed, "So what? I think you look fine. Gorgeous."
I liked how he said gorgeous, and he knew that . "If you put it that way..." He held my hand and brought me out to his new car. And when I say new, I mean circa 1988. It was new to him. I was still getting used to driving on the other side of the road. He had the Black Eyed Peas and Justin Timberlake playing in his discman in the car (it was one of the types that you plug into the lighter). He was being all gangsta. I laughed, "You have GOT to be joking me."
"I don't joke about my music."
"You are so different from every American guy."
"Thank goodness," he said, exiting the airport.
At the party that night he didn't really drink, no one on the rugby team really did because of the big game the next afternoon. He introduced me to everyone. A lot of girls were friendly to him. "They usually aren't like this," he explained. "I mean, I know its bad, but I usually let my body go during the winter months when I'm not doing anything. I work all summer to get into shape for the season."
"Oh Joshua, you brought a new girl?" one said with a pout.

I smiled at him, which read, "Can I smack her across the face right now?"
"Chelsea, this is Mia, my friend that I was telling you about. She came up to visit for the weekend."
"Oh right, from Geneva or something, right?"
"Genovia," I corrected her.
Joshua's mobile went off. "Hello? Oh...look, Kate I really can't talk right now. I'm busy. Why are you calling?"
He stared at me while she yammered on. "Very well then," he said, rolling his eyes. "No. I said no. Mia is here...that isn't any of your..."
I started laughing, "Oh Joshua, I just love it when you touch me like that!" I giggled obnoxiously.
He had a wide smile."Come on darling, don't touch me like that when I'm on my mobile..."
I heard a hang up. "Was that good?"
"It was good for me baby, how was it for you?"
I laughed and he put his arm around me.

That was the height of that excitement for the weekend. He scored during his game, and the team won. He ripped his shirt off like Brandi Chastain did for the woman's world cup. I laughed hysterically as he swung me around on the field. I saw cameras go off. Great. I'm sure Grandmere will love to see pictures of me with a sweaty half naked man. He drove me to the airport on Sunday night, "So when will I have the honor of seeing the Princess again?" he asked holding my hands in his own.
I looked at him sideways. "I would think the winter holidays? I have to be going to New York for Thanksgiving-"
"That horrid holiday?" he teased.
"Oh hush up. But I'll be returning and staying here for Christmas and the new year. My friend Lilly will be here maybe."
"I can't wait to meet this girl."
"You'll love her. She has a strange sense of humor...but she's really lovely."
"You are sounding like the proper young princess these days," he teased.
I rolled my eyes, "Well, you pick up on things when you talk to Grandmere everyday."
"I'll be sure to stay away from her." He kissed my forehead. "I'll try to come up during my winter holidays."
"Break," I corrected.
"Huh?"
"Winter break. Holidays gets me all sorts of confused."
"Doesn't take much," he said with a wink.
"Don't break too many hearts while we are apart," I warned. "Or I'll send Lars after you."
"You be nice to the prince's that Grandmere is introducing you to."
"Will do. Bye Joshua," I said backing toward my plane. "See you in a few months."

We didn't really talk all that much in the next few weeks. I had had my fill of him during that weekend. We sent e-mails sometimes, just to keep updated on one another's lives. I must confess, I still liked him. A LOT.
It hit me that I still liked him when he wrote about a date he had with a girl in mid-November.

Darling Girl,

Last night I went on a date with this girl I met after one of my matches. I think you'll like her. Her name is Megan. She doesn't hold a candle to you, of course, but I think she should do for now. Anyways, I am angering Mum with the next words I am going to write to you. Make sure you are available on December 25th for a boy to appear at your palace. That's right, I am going to spend Christmas with you. Mum is going to kill me, but it is what I want to do. I do miss you terribly. That is all for now. Write back, foo'!

Joshua

I placed his letter in an old cigar box and hid it on a shelf in my closet. I had to pack for my trip back to New York.