We spent the remaining three days doing the same stuff. We walked on the beach (holding hands this time, to my complete joy), went swimming, played video games, we even made out, and of course we went in the hot tub. Just being there with him was heaven. On the last night, because I didn't know the next time we would see each other, I let him... go there. We melded our two bodies into one, and I was amazed that I wanted to prevent this wonderful feeling it gave me. I never felt closer to him than I had that night. When we finished, we passed out in each others' arms exhausted. Just before Kaoru and I passed out, we exchanged our "I love you"s once more.

The next morning, we gathered up our things, cleaned up our messes, and I drove us back to Oslo in time for Kaoru to catch his plane. He kissed me passionately goodbye in the airport, and I promised to go visit him soon. I then got some coffee and drove home.

After I got home, Lukas immediately starting interrogating me for detalis on the trip. I told him everything but the kissing, the drowning, and the last night. He seemed like he wasn't sure, but he let me be. I dumped my stuff in my room and lied there.

That night, I had another dream with Kaoru in it. But it wasn't a nightmare. After everything that happened to me, I learned one of the most important truths I will ever come to know. Nightmares never come true.