Me: Okay, so I am back to writing, haha! I'm glad everyone is back on set and ready to produce this for all of you!

Mr. Farce: Speak for yourself. *stretches* I have to deal with quite a lot when I am not here, so this comes as an annoyance.

Me: Except for this jackass. He still annoys the fuck out of me, even when he isn't talking. Someone, please get him away from me before I flip a gasket. It's bad enough I had to keep separating Sebastian from Aries during the break. Who knew that the playboy was desperate to get someone?

Security guard: *leading Mr. Farce away* I did.

Me: And you couldn't have told me that before I went on a writing break, Hal? Ugh… Next time, you are in charge of Sebastian. That means do whatever it takes to keep him from getting his hands on Aries. We don't want them to be, trying things.

Hal: Wait, anything?

Me: As long as Sebastian is still able to play his role, and has no bruises, I mean anything. Even the M-rated.

Hal: Oh crap…

Me: I do not own pokemon. Hal is my personal security guard, so I technically own him.

Chapter Five

A Relieving Moment

It is about four hours after my brief discussion with Sebastian that everyone is automatically returned to their hotel rooms, and I land on my bed with a sigh. I don't have to worry about hiding my tears, since I managed to keep them back long enough that they no longer have the need to fall. Wikstrom begins to snore immediately after landing on his own bed, and I sigh once more. I highly doubt I'm going to be able to rest at all, even for a few minutes, with the noise he is creating.

Rolling over and sitting up, I notice the roses are still on my night stand, the note at the base. I quickly re-read the note and shake my head slightly, standing. I can feel tension fall away as I do, likely built up since my run in with Sebastian. I can recall how he looked without a second thought, which upsets me, since I want nothing more than to forget he even exists, let alone a part of my past. Even his scent, which now seems to flood my senses, is fresh as ever.

"Fuck you, Sebastian," I growl, pulling my clothes off so I can relax some. "You just had to waltz into my life and mess with me, didn't you?" My clothes form a pile at my feet and I get back into the bed, resting under the covers as I continue to growl.

I look at an alarm clock, noting that it is 5:56 in the afternoon. With a third sigh, I roll onto my side and try to rest my eyes for a bit, just so I can meet the mysterious messenger. Almost immediately, however, I am drawn into a memory from my past.

5 Years 11 Months before Present

Sebastian smiles, sitting on my bed with only a pair of jeans on. I can only blush at the sight of my boyfriend like this. We've seen one another nude before, but the way he is waiting for me with just his pants, I can't help but do this. Especially when I have just come home from school, wondering why he hasn't been around all day.

"You look a bit over dressed, birthday boy," the dialga chuckles, sliding off the bed and walking over to me. "How was your day?"

"I-It's been okay, I guess." I look down and away from him, even as the taller male hugs me to his body, pulling at the back of my shirt.

"Well, I think that after I give you your birthday present, you're going to say something different." He basically purrs in my ear as he pulls my shirt off, smiling. He picks me up, making me cry out in shock as I get held bridal style in his arms, only for him to kiss my beak gently. I quiet down immediately, and he sets me on the bed with a chuckle. "You always do that."

I blush as he gets onto his knees and pulls my footwear off, and works his way up to the zipper of my pants. I grab his hands, and the dialga gives me a concerned look. "What about my parents? They could walk in at any second."

"I actually already talked with them," he says, a faint blush on his cheeks. "They said that, as long as you are okay with, taking the next step, they won't come in."

I blush even more as my beak falls open slightly, looking down at the dialga. "I-I don't know what to say." Sebastian smiles and kisses me softly, pushing on my thin chest so I am laying back.

"You don't have to say anything. Let's just, have this time together." I blush but nod, looking down at him as he returns to my pants. I can't help but feel nervous right now, but an overwhelming joy floods my body as he smiles before finishing his work to remove my clothes, working at his own.

"How long have you been planning this?"

"A few months, actually. I wanted to give you something unforgettable." We both smile as he lets his own pants hit the floor and steps out of them, leaving us both exposed. "So, shall we go under the covers, Aries?"

I laugh, nodding as I pull the covers down, crawling up slightly. The young Farce kisses me and jumps into the bed, hugging my to his exposed body as I laugh more.

Sitting up, I grab the covers and pull them up to cover us partially. "So, how shall we do this? I mean, it's my first time."

"It's mine as well, so we're both in the dark," he admits, and I laugh, kissing him again. "We'll just have to see how this goes."

Present

I sit up, blushing madly and soaked in sweat from the memory. It's both a pleasant and terrifying one for me, seeing as it was the day we finally committed 'the act' as I often refer to it as. Groaning in annoyance that I have to recall that memory of all of them, I check the clock again. Surprisingly, I fell asleep for a good while, as the time is now 11:43. I can't believe I slept so long. Wikstrom isn't in his bed, but I can hear the shower running, along with a few grunts that cause me to blush even more, imagining what the aggron is doing as he showers.

Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I look back to the nightstand, and to the roses. Curling my mouth into a half frown, I let out a soft sigh and uncover myself, quickly dressing in something at least decent enough to leave the room before plucking a single rose out of the bouquet, and leave the room to the lobby. I'm truly hoping that it wasn't Sebastian who sent these flowers. It's too late at night for him. But I wouldn't put it past him.

Me: Sorry for the rush! But, damn, that almost got M, hehe.

Hal: *shivering* Don't make me watch that guy! Please, boss!

Me: Sigh… If you don't watch him, he's going to do a lot worse to others than what he'll do to you. And don't you have a tazer?

Hal: Oh, yeah…

Me: Use it if he does something you don't want him to do. Make sure you don't hit him down low, though. He'll need that bit of his body, after all.

Hal: Can I hit his neck?

Me: Long as he doesn't die.