Dustin could no longer hold himself up and let his wings plummet him to the ground. He rubbed his sore back and groned. He had been searching for so long but found no man OR woman that wore Californian clothes. With a sigh, he stood to continue his search.
And there, like a giant, slept a black-haired Californian-clothes man.
He smiled bright, fluttering up and taking the flower and pressing it gently against the human's eyelids.
There were pounding steps, scaring Dustin and he quickly disappeared.
"Hunter, wait!" Cameron called, his breath leaving him in wheezy pants. Except Hunter didn't wait and ran even faster. Cam leaned on his knees, trying to relax his tight chest, his eyes watching after the blond's retreating figure. As he stood straight, he strepped forward and tripped.
"Oof! What the hell? Blake? Dead?" There, at that minute, was a groan from the man in question. "Or asleep?" Cam said in relief. He shook Blake. "Blake, wake up!"
The man squinted in the moonlight, taking a minute to notice Cam's sparkling figure. He gave a goofy smile. "Cam...you're glittering." In a daze, he cradled Cam's confused face. "You're glittering, you're handsome, smart, funny - everything a man could need." He stood, looking widly about. "Where the hell is Hunter? My stupid pig-headed brother."
"Huh?" Cam couldn't say anything more. "Blake...where's Tori?"
"How the hell should I know? I'm not her keeper."
Cam blinked. "Aren't you marrying her?"
"Oh yeah." Blake spat at the forest floor. "How stupid of me."
"Huh?"
"How could've I been so blind?" Blake muttered his hand reaching up to cradle Cam's face again. "How could I not see what was right in front of my eyes?"
"Uh...Blake...what are you talking about?"
"You, Cam. I've fallen in love with you."
Anger boiled in the dark-haired man. "What. The. Hell. Is wrong with you?" Blake gave no acknowledgement he'd done wrong. Cam pushed Blake's hand away, standing to glare at him. "Is it not bad enough, young man, that I'm in love with your brother, who hates me completely - but you have to make a joke of it!" Cam huffed and kicked at Blake's form. At the other's groan, he left the clearing.
Blake held his throbbing leg. He stood, his eyes finally seeing Tori. He waved a hand in mockery, a smirk on his face. "See ya, Tori. Be sure to never come near me ever again." And he followed after Cam.
The blond, almost as if hearing Blake's parting, shot up, breath heavy. Tori grasped at her chest, pulling at her clothes as if something was there. Reality sunk in and the dream faded. She looked about, fear settling in at the absence of her to-be husband. Without a thought, she stood and flew.