Adam's POV

I finally make it to the airport. I decided to leave around 3am just so I know I made it in time. I drop my bag on the ground and sit next to it. I lean against the concrete wall and close my eyes.

Awhile Later

Someone kicks my shoe gently and says,

"Wake up, Adam. "

I slowly open my eyes. Someone is standing over me, shading me from the sunlight. Finally, my eyes adjust to the light. Tatiana smiles at me and says,

"Come on, Adam. We gotta go in. "

I wipe my mouth and my eyes. I get up and yawn. I ask,

"Where's Michael? "

I hear his voice, but I don't see him,

"I'm over here. "

I look at the group of dancers, confused. Suddenly, some unfamiliar face raises their hand and says,

"Right here, Adam. "

I laugh and say,

"Holy crap, Michael. I can't recognize you. "

He laughs and says, in a evil tone, "My plan worked. "

I laugh and pick up my bag. Frank says,

"Alright people. Let's go. "

I wait until the group pass so I can walk with Michael. He smiles at me. I say,

"You look awesome. "

He laughs and says,

"I'm glad you like the costume. "

I ask, "You do that all the time? "

He answers, "Well, whenever I want to go out without causing a crowd I'll do it. "

We walk through security. Some people recognized Frank, but no one suspected Michael among us. I wonder how bad it'd get.

After I get my bag back, I check the items inside. Making sure nothing is stolen. Michael asks,

"What's wrong? "

I say, "Nothing. Just checking my stuff. "

He laughs and says, "The security doesn't steal. That's a bad thing to do. "

Well...I just won't tell him how I get my clothes...and food. I say,

"You never know. "

Frank calls out to us, from probably 50 feet away,

"Come on, you two! We have a flight to catch. "

Michael whispers to me,

"Frank doesn't care about making a scene. "

I laugh and say, "I can tell. "

I get my bag and Michael and I hurry over to everyone. Pepper says out loud, trying to suck up to him,

"Your disguise is very sexy, Michael. "

Michael quickly looks around and just as he thought, people noticed. They started whispering. I hear someone say,

"That is Michael Jackson. "

I whisper to Michael, "We should go..like now. "

He nods and says, "Agreed. "

Everyone hurries off to the airplane. We probably should've kept walking, because us running only made their theories true. Soon, people were running after us.

We made it pass the gate, which is where the security stopped the crowd. We get on the private plane and Frank immediately starts getting on to Pepper.

"Pepper that was the stupidest thing you've ever said! You have any idea how much danger you put Michael in? "

No one said a word. Everyone just sat in silence while a fellow dancer was being scolded for no real reason. I decide to stand up for her. I say,

"Come on, Frank. It was an honest mistake. "

Frank looks at me and says, "No one is talking to you, Adam. You don't realize how bad the situation could have been. "

I say, "That's true, I don't know how bad it could have gotten. But it was fine. "

To my surprise, Michael says,

"It's okay, Frank. No harm done. I'm fine. You're fine. We're all fine. "

Frank takes a deep breath and says,

"Fine. Just fine. "

I know he's mad. He takes his seat. Everyone makes their way to their seats. It seems Michael and Frank sit three rows in front of everyone. As I put my stuff in the cargo box above my seat, Pepper walks up to me, puts her hand on my shoulder and says,

"Hey, thanks for standing up for me. No one has ever done that. "

I close the box and look at her. The way she's standing tells me she's trying to flirt with me. I smile and say,

"I was just looking out for you, "I look at the others who are talking and laughing, "we all should be looking out for each other. "

She licks her lips and whispers in my ear,

"If you ever want anything, let me know. "

She winks and joins the other dancers. I turn and look at Michael who is staring at me. Just as I'm about to go join him, Chase stops me and asks,

"Where you going? Come sit down, man. "

I smirk at him and say,

"I'm going to go sit with Michael. "

He laughs and says, "Yeah, right. No one sits with Michael. We are just dancers. We sit over here. "

I glance over my shoulders. Michael seems to be taking the disguise off, but I know he's listening. I look at Chase and say, "I don't know who told you that, but its full of baloney. I'm going to sit with Michael. "

I turn and walk over to Michael. He smiles at me. I sit down next to him and say,

"What's up, buddy. "

There's that sparkle again. Michael looks back at everyone. I do the same. They are all staring and whispering to each other.

He looks down at his hands and whispers,

"Maybe we shouldn't sit together. I don't like them whispering. "

I nod and say, "Alright, if you say so. "

He looks out the window, upset. I stand and face the group. I say,

"Michael and I would appreciate if you all would stop whispering like you never seen friends before. It's very rude. Thank you. Enjoy the flight. "

I sit back down. Michael is looking at me, surprised, and grinning big. I chuckle and say,

"Michael, I don't care what people have to say. I consider you my friend, which is rare. "

He says, "I consider you my friend too. "

I look over at Frank. I should go apologize. I know he just wants to protect Michael. I sigh. I have no right to tell him it was fine. I've never seen things at its worse.

Michael leans in and whispers,

"How do you talk to women? "

I look at him, a bit surprised. I laugh and joke,

"I thought you had this down pack, Michael. "

He blushes from embarrassment and says,

"Come on, Adam. I saw Pepper all in your ear. How do you get women to respond that way? "

I say, "Well, she came onto me. That's just the kind of girl she is. She tried to flirt with you, but a crowd of fans chased us. "

Michael looks down at his hands, then back at me and says,

"I guess I was too focused on the reaction of the crowd rather than what she said. You think she'd go out with me? "

I say, "Yes she would, but Michael, don't do that. Trust me. She's not the person you want to date. She's more of a one night stand. "

He gasps and says, "Adam! How could you say that? "

I laugh and say, "That's how she likes it. She doesn't want a relationship. "

"How do you know this? "

I say, "I know people... All too well. "

I become silent. Please, no episode. It seems God is on my side for this one. I take a deep breath. Michael asks,

"You really think I should ask Whitney out? "

I smile and say, "Yes..unless you're chicken. "

He says, "I'm no chicken. "

I laugh and say, "Sure you're not. "

Michael looks out the window, then back at me and asks,

"Would you like the window seat? I've been to Japan before. "

I stretch my arms and yawn. I say,

"Maybe later. I'm so tired. "

Michael says, "I don't want to keep you up. "

I slouch in the seat. With my eyes close, I say,

"We can still talk. I'm just resting my eyes. "

I hear Michael laugh. He says,

"Very convincing. "

I smile and say,

"We can talk. What's on your mind? "

Michael sighs and says, "A lot of stuff. "

"Which stands out more than the rest? "

Michael says, "Love. "

I say, "You'll find someone, Michael. Don't sweat it. Hell, girls are throwing themselves at you. All you got to do is choose one. "

Michael laughs and asks,

"How cool would it be to meet a beautiful girl who doesn't know who I am? That is my dream. "

I smile and say, "I hope it comes true. "

Drowsiness takes over my body. I try and fight it, but it's request is too good to refuse.

Forty Minutes Later

I open my eyes. I look over at Michael. He's asleep. I sit up and yawn and stretch. I look back at the dancers. They are all asleep. I look over at Frank. He's looking out the window.

Now's my chance.

I stand up and walk over to him. I sit in front of him and ask,

"Frank, could I talk to you? "

He looks at me and says,

"Sure. "

I say, "I'm sorry about earlier. I shouldn't of said what I said. You know better than I do about those kind of situations. "

Frank sighs and says, "I just don't want anything happening to Michael. He's a good kid, and the last thing he needs is being torn apart by his fans. His fans don't know when to stop. "

I nod and say, "I won't interfere again and if something like that happens again, I'll make sure to keep an eye on Michael. "

He smiles and shakes my hand. He says,

"Thank you, Adam. "

I nod. Tatiana walks down the aisle towards us. I stand and meet her halfway. I smile and say,

"Hey. "

She smiles and asks, "So, how's the luxurious life? "

I ask, "What do you mean? "

She says, "You're hanging out with Michael, so you must be living the good life. "

"All he's done for me is get me caught up on the dance steps. "

Tatiana says, "I'm glad he found a friend. You know, maybe you can convince him to hang out with the rest of us. But..not as himself.. If you know what I mean. "

She winks at me and walks back to her seat. I know exactly what she means. I go over to Michael and sit in the seat in front of him. I pick up some of the large, fake, make-up skin that was on the ground. This stuff feels real.

He can be whoever he wants...but himself. That's messed up. Just as I stand, the plane experiences slight turbulence, but it was enough for the fake plaster in my hand to jump out and land on Michael's face.

Aww...crap.

I had to catch myself, that's why the fake skin jumped out of my hand. I look around to see if anyone saw it, but they didn't.

Whew...

Okay, Adam, all you have to do is get the stuff off his face. Simple.

I slowly lean forward to get it off of him. Just as my fingers grab a corner of the stuff, the plane hits another turbulence bump.

This one was harder than before. I fall on Michael, immediately waking him up. I quickly get up and say,

"I was just trying to get that stuff off your face. "

He looked scared and confused. He didn't understand what I was talking about until he slowly touches his face and feels the make-up skin on his face. He lets out a sigh of relief. He takes it off, laughs and says,

"I was scared for a moment. "

I sit down in front of him and ask,

"Why? "

He seemed embarrassed to tell me. I say,

"Come on, Michael. You can tell me. "

He looks around to make sure no one is listening and lowers his voice,

"When you said 'stuff on my face', I thought you.. Well.. I thought you did something...and- "

My eyes widen. I yell, from shock, "Oh my gosh, Michael! No! That's gross! "

Frank looks over, alarmed. I say,

"Sorry..."

Michael laughs and says, "I know! It felt warm on my face and I got scared. "

I shudder at the thought. I say,

"You're sick! "

He laughs and says, "I'm sorry. "

I shake my head and whisper,

"I'm not gay, alright. "

Michael nods and whispers,

"Good, because I'm not either. "

I smile and look out the window. After awhile, I look back at Michael and ask,

"Why did you wear the disguise today? "

He looks at me and says,

"Well, they can't shut a airport down. It'll be too much commotion all over the world, so since it is just me, one guy, I decided to hide my face so I can walk through. I haven't been in an airport for some years now. "

I nod.

For the rest of the flight Michael and I chatted, laughed, and told stories about our past. I made sure to dodge any stories or questions about certain parts of my past.

We discussed dancing and singing.

Finally... We arrived.

I saw the beautiful lights of Tokyo. I noticed Michael watching me. He seemed to enjoy seeing me in awe. I didn't mind though.

As I get my stuff, Michael says,

"It seems the fans have found me. "

I look over at him confused. I join Frank, Michael, and the other dancers at the window. My eyes widen. There's a huge crowd of people waiting to get a glimpse of Michael.

There's probably 4 dozen security officers holding back the crowd. I say,

"Well, this should be fun. "