It was dark and the stars were shining brighter then ever. The air was brisk but it smelt like summer. My mind was soaring but with only one thought. Trunks Briefs, the very thing I couldn't take my eyes off tonight.

"They are beautiful aren't they?" His velvet voice intoxicated me, "The stars I mean."

I turned my head and glanced towards the sky, "Second best view tonight."

I remembered that he would always laugh at my corny comments, always make a chuckle even if they weren't funny but I heard nothing and that was the first cue that something truly was off.

"Right," he finally responded and I sensed him climbing to his feet although I refused to look over.

I began to strain my mind. I remembered growing up, I remembered high school with Marron… Marron….

Reality slapped me in the face and all facts made their selves known. This was a dream, this wasn't reality, it was going to hurt… that I was sure about.

"I sometimes wonder if I made the right decision," He said making it sound more like a monologue but after having this dream many times before I knew what was coming and I really couldn't be bothered to hear it from him anymore.

"Taking the bet?" I said balling my first, "You stare up to the stars and you know that you made the right decision. After I left you began to enjoy high school again, even picked up where you left off with your old friends?"

"Exactly, I am glad you understand."

I really didn't understand why my mind would ever be doing this to me. I guess it was my subconscious trying to reassure my conscious thoughts that any hope that I had left of him loving me was completely false and that I should finally give up.

"You know that after I left my life became better too," I start beginning to feel the fabricated sting in my hand, "I am a huge name in Hollywood! Countless woman fallow me around – hell, I won third top bachelor! I can have my pick of any…."

"But all you want is me," His words cut mine off but they were the truth, all I wanted was him.

I climbed to my feet and turned to face him, "And you are the one thing I will never allow myself to have."

"Them forget me." His words were becoming monotone as if my subconscious was attempting to make me believe that he had no residues feelings for me.

I don't know exactly why but it angered me more then ever. I wish that I had just allowed the dream to play out as it had the countless times before, I wish I had allowed him to break my heart and I woke up to the damp tears rolling across my cheeks… this was a mistake.

Before I know that I was doing my fist was flying through the air and upon colliding with his jaw… my eyes popped open.

I was back to reality but no relief was found due to the throbbing drilling itself through my skull. The liquor may have helped in a short-term period but today it seemed almost unbearable. The worse thing was that I liked the pain; it was such a relief to the normal pain of heartache that usually fallowed the dream.

I sat up and grabbed my phone off the bedside table to see that I had received a text message from Uub saying that Trunks had not left yet and probably wouldn't be leaving anytime soon. After my dream last night though I had a new light in me; an impulsive shine, that seemed to be pulling me home – my old home.

I reached over and picked up the phone before pressing 11, which connected me to the main lobby.

"Good morning Mr. Rice, we trust that you had a pleasant night sleep," The representative of the hotel answered.

"Yes, I suppose I did," I answer a little stunned at my own response, "I was hoping that you would be able to phone a taxi for me to arrive in about thirty minutes."

"Yes sir Mr. Rice," the representative responded, "But we do have a matter that we must discuss with you."

"Is there a problem with my room?"

"No sir but early this morning a woman arrived and she claimed to be an old friend of yours, attempted to get your room number and also to steal a master key from a room attendant to gain access to your room. She says her name is Bura Briefs, would you like us to press charges against her?"

There was a moment of panic that was quickly washed into a wave of enjoyment. I could all but imagine the face of Trunks when he heard that his little tramp of a wife was arrested for stalking the man in whose life he ruined…. Karma, have I ever told you that I love you?

"Well, honestly, I do not know her but she has been fallowing me the past couple of days. I am unsure why you would be asking me about whether to press charges or not since it seems to me that all her intentions were more problematic to the hotel then me, I would assume that it would be the hotel's choice to press charges," I knew that but the way I phrased my words that the representative would realise that I did want her charge but at the same time I would be in no way involved in her arrest.

"Very well Mr. Rice, your cab will be here on time."

I hung up the phone as I sat up in bed with a smile on my face. It seems that life just became a little bit sweeter.

Kk, short chapter but with a touch of bitter sweet humor. Again for those who havent heard, my computer is now fixed and I can start updating and posting again although I lost all my computer files (not including blackberry stuff) so stuff I had done needs to be restarted.

This chapter is dedicated to 101848 for understanding the balance of the universe and for not making civilization around us crash... that, I guess, would now be an inside joke between us.

I will be starting the next chapter right after I post the bleach oneshot I have on my blackberry.

Cheers.