Ahem! First off. I DO NOT OWN GRAVITATION OR ANY OF IT'S CHARACTERS IN ANY WAY SHAPE OR FORM ALL CREDIT GOES TO MAKI MURAKAMI.

Second I know you people REALLY wanted me to do a sequel to "Camping" and wanted me to write About Jamaica. So I will fulfill your wish's and try to come up with a suitable story.

Okay and finally. Last time I wrote the story from Mika's point of view. This time I figure why not Tohma? So this story is told from Tohma's point of view. ALSO, I just want to make a point so bear with me. In the manga Tohma has many different moods and personalities we don't normally see. Especially not in the anime. Like one minute he's super pissed and evil the next he's all bubbly and smiley. He's clueless, crafty, sweet, mean, intelligent, provoking… He has so many different sides. So I never really write Tohma OOC. Because he has many characters. But yeah. Just in case some of you were reading and all "That's not like Tohma" But it is. Just I side you rarely see. I'm not targeting anyone. I just wanted to let everyone know that I write Tohma in all his different moods. And I'm Babbling… So without further interruptions.

"I'LL BE FINE!" the enraged voice screamed into my ear. It startled me so much that I almost dropped the phone on the floor board of the taxi.

"Are you sure Eiri? You know I'm just a phone call away. I mean you're stuck at your fathers with Shuichi, Tastuha AND Ryu-Chan for and entire week. I'd go mad." I looked over at Mika who was on her second pack of cigarettes today. I put my hand over the phone while Eiri screeched obscenities. "Mika please calm down. I promise. No wild animals, rain, mud, or left equipment. We'll be fine this time. Try to calm down."

"Yeah. We'll be fine. Until the ship sinks or the plane crash's."

"Mika!" I scolded. I really wanted to try to spend more time with my wife. I wish she would just try to enjoy what little time we spend together. I know I'm not around as much as I should be. And in the past I have flaked her off. But damn it! These past two trips I've been trying to make up.

"Tohma!" Eiri's voice snapped over the phone. I put the phone back to my ear. "I'm here Eiri-san. We've got to get your sister some help for her chain smoking." Mika sent me a death glare and whipped her head toward the window.

Eiri chuckled, " I'll be fine Tohma. Just enjoy the ride." I heard a loud crash fallowed by a groan from Eiri. "Look Tohma I gotta go. Shuichi just smacked his head into the sliding glass door." Eiri hung up. I flipped my phone closed and glanced over at Mika. "Come on Mika! A short plane ride to Florida then we'll catch a boat to Jamaica. Doesn't that sound nice? There's a spa, tennis court, swimming pool, five star restaurant. It'll be wonderful."

Mika took out her own cell phone and dialed Nuriko. They began chatting about some fashion show that took place in Tokyo last week. I sighed and looked out my window. We got to the airport with minimal fuss. Mika wanted the window seat and I got stuck with the aisle. I never understood that about her. She insisted on the window seat and she never looked out the window not to mention she got up to use the bathroom and flag down the stewardess more than I did. But I took the dank aisle seat anyway. When we got ourselves situated on the plane I turned to Mika.

"Do you really trust me so little?"

"Where the heck did that come from?" Mika asked sliding her glass's down her nose.

"You questioned me the whole time I was packing for our camping trip. You snapped at me the whole camping trip. You've been worried since I scheduled our trip to Jamaica. You fussed on our way out the door. You NEVER trust me." There. I said it.

Mika gaped for a second or two and finally nodded. "Okay. Tell you what. I'll try to trust you more and…" I couldn't help but let out a groan. I covered my mouth lightly but it was to late.

"What do you want Tohma? For me to fling myself into the void and just hope and trust that you'll figure out a way to keep me safe?"

"Yes. Exactly. Mika that's what marriage is about! Trust. I trust you." Her face crumpled and she started to say something when the refreshment cart came by and hit me in the shoulder and knee. Ow.

Mika let out a bark of laughter and patted my uninjured shoulder. "Okay Tohma. I promise I really will try to trust you a lot more than I do." She hugged my arm and I scooted in. One because this was nice. We were snuggling and getting along. Just because. The second reason. I had to get away from that refreshment cart.

When we landed I was almost positive I needed stitch's. That Stewardess was brutal. I don't know what I did to her, but she was getting payback. Mika told me to stop whining and she headed for the luggage. A few people recognized me from Nettle Grasper and I had to sign autographs. When I caught up she was already loaded a down with her luggage and had mine at her feet.

"If you weren't so damn popular," She laughed and began moving towards the front doors. Some how… don't ask me how. We got to the outer doors where the taxi would pick us up.

"Welcome to Florida! Part of the Bermuda triangle! Come one and all to get the mystifying tales! $4.50 a booklet!" A guy stood waving around booklets and shouting. Uh-oh. We've been spotted. "Sir! Sir! Surely you wouldn't want to lose your beautiful wife to the triangles incredible powers! Inside this booklet are tips on how to stay safe in the un known."

I wanted to retort "If it's unknown then how do you have tips to beat it? And how do you know they work?" But I wasn't in the mood to talk to the crazy's. I produced and worked with half of them. Then I lived with them everyday in New York. I've had my fill thanks. So I decided to play dumb tourist.

"I no speak engrish!" I grabbed Mika by the arm and headed for our cab.

Sorry that the first chapter is kinda short and that most of the typing is me and my babbling. This one may have more sap and angst then comedy. But we'll see how it works out. I'm working hard though! So keep checking in,