Tatiana's POV

I flip through the rack of clothes trying to find the outfit assigned for me to wear. The whole backstage was hyped and chaotic as everyone was rushing to get things ready and prepared. I was in my dressing room trying to stay away from the yelling and screaming of stage managers and performers.

It was safer in here than out there.

 My mind travels to last nights events. I couldn't help but smile as I bite down on my lip. It was like a weight was lifted off my shoulders and I was finally happy and free.

All because of  the three simple yet dangerous words, that had too much meaning. But then again--who doesn't mind living on the dangerous side?

Even though lately I'm having my fair share of danger.

Everything about that night was perfect. Even the rain--it was like something straight out of those cheesy romance novels they sell at the grocery store.

And saying it now--it felt different than before. It felt real.....almost like a rebirth.

I blush thinking about something else in particular....that kiss. I couldn't believe he kissed me like that.

The way he had his hands were all over me, in the right places. I was too shy to admit to anyone but myself – but that kiss was making me crave a little more. The way his body was pressed against mine, every touch, kiss.....I almost forgot how good he was when we--

I groan furrowing my eyebrows. "Oh God, Tati, what the hell are you thinking?!"

And then he stopped. He stopped as soon as it was about to go down. I didn't blame him--but...He knew I didn't want him to stop.

And then of course this morning--

"You need to stop thinking about this before you have the fucking pacific ocean in your panties." I think to myself. My eyes widen slowly;

"Oh my God, Greg was right...I'm craving vitamin D..."

"What?"

I turn around seeing Michael closing the door as I blush.He's already dressed -- a bright red shirt with a black slash across it, black pants with god-knows-how-many buckles on it. His hair was all tied back, with of course a few curls in his face.

"Nothing--I uh...couldn't find my outfits." I mutter going through the rack.

He walks behind me wrapping his arms around me before kissing my cheek. "Are you nervous?"

"No, why...?"

"Because your outfit is in the first bag..." he says pointing to a large dress bag with TATI THUMBTZEN labeled on the front.

"Oh---" I smile sheepishly unzipping it as he chuckles.

"Don't be. I worked you hard enough. You're ready..."

"But it's my first concert back..."

"And believe me everyone missed you." he smiles slightly. "And I missed you. It was kinda stupid to try and replace you."

"Kinda?" I smirk. He chuckles lowly, smirking.

"Don't push it, girl."

I giggle as I unzip the bag, pulling out the first outfit. "Uhm can you turn around, while I change?" I ask shyly.

He nods turning around to sit in a chair covering his eyes as I strip out of my clothing.

"Did you pick all of these out?" I ask slipping on the first outfit. I couldn't help but smile.

"Michael #2 did....I just approved." He chuckles his hand still over his eyes, back turned, referring to Michael Bush. "You like them?"

"Mhm, turn around."

He obediently turns, and bites his lip. I was wearing my first outfit.

The famous and iconic TWYMMF dress.

Michael stares at me before saying; "I'm gonna have my eyes on you all night."  he grins making me blush. He gives me the elevator look, his eyes on my legs and then working their way up, licking his lips. He motions me over, gently pulling me in his lap once again in a straddle position.

"Kiss me." He demands softly making my laugh.

"Nuh uh..." I shake my head. "Because we always end up going to far."

He smirks. "Last time was your fault, remember?"

"What would happen when you kiss someone like that?" I roll my eyes.

He stares at me mischievously. "Let's find out...." he leans in slowly as I block him with my finger. He pouts lightly making me laugh.

"Nope. Because you said it had to be special."

"I didn't say I didn't want to kiss and touch you...." he laughs out.

"Kissing and touching end up being more though..."

He smiles his hands slowly going up my waist. "What if I like more, girl? Hmm?" he whispers his hands slithering lower down my back, as he presses his lips against my neck. I gently grab his hands moving them up.

"You could of had more but you made the call." I smirk as he giggles.

"I'm sticking to it too..." he smiles making me pout.

"Desperate..." he laughs.

"There's a difference between desperate and horny."

His eyes widen, making his eyes sparkle as he tries not to laugh.

"Just saying..." I shrug playing with the buckles on his shirts as he chuckles.

"Horny girl..." he laughs out. I pout getting ready to stand up as he tightens his grip keeping me in place.

"I'm kidding baby, I'm sorry..." he giggles biting his lip.

"Mhm, prove it..." I giggle as he holds me tight. He chuckles gently taking my face in his hands ready to kiss me and the door swings open.

"Hey..."

Michael scowls dropping his hands as I turn my head, seeing a familiar smirk, holding lavender roses.

"Can I join?" Prince smirks.

Michael's POV

"Prince!" Tatiana jumps off my lap, as she hugs Prince.

Prince stares at me smirking from over her shoulder, his hand sliding down her backside as my eyes darken.

The alliance was short lived.

"It's so good to see you, I'm surprised you came.." she smiles pulling away as Prince chuckles.

"I wouldn't miss it, baby."

I stand up smiling tightly as I pull Tatiana to my side, wrapping my arm around her waist. "I'm surprised too. How did you get back here.......?" I question as he chuckles.

"Did you forget who I am?" he raises an eyebrow.

"I wish I could." I smile tightly as Tati gently nudges my side.

"I'm really glad you came--I thought you'd be in New York by now..." Tatiana smiles as Prince hands her the roses.

"And not see this?" Prince smiles. "I stayed just for you."

"Well you can leave just for me." I mutter making Prince smirk.

"Someone got too many sequins up they ass?" he asks as I clench my jaw lightly. He chuckles and looks over at Tatiana.

"I gotta go, but I'll see you later?"

Tatiana smiles, as Prince leans in kissing her cheek. He looks up at me and makes a slight face.

"Bye Goliath..."

"Bye David." I mutter.

"Yet David slayed Goliath!" he says walking out as I shut the door, rolling my eyes.

"Michael...can't you be nice to him? Just once?" Tati sighs as I scoff.

"No."

She giggles and bites her lip shaking her head. "Can you be nice to me?"

I smirk looking over at her. "Most definitely..." I lean in to kiss her lips and someone begins to knock on the door.

"Dammit, now what?" I hiss softly moving away as Greg walks in.

"Hey Mike, Frank's looking for you..." he nods as I sigh.

"Probably a behind the scene interview." I mumble. "I gotta go..."I look over at Tatiana and leans in her ear whispering. "I'll finish you later..." I smirk as Greg rolls his eyes.

"Man hurry up, before Tatiana gotta wash her ears from all the dirt your whisperin' in it."

We bust out laughing as Tatiana gently nudges me out. "See ya...."

**

"So is it true that you really  purchased the elephant man's bones?" the interviewer asks as I clench my jaw tightly for a moment.

This whole interview has been hell. From the questions about my looks, to the usual.

I just wanted to leave, and lock myself in a room alone. 

"Is it true that I'm gonna bury your bones if you keep askin' ignorant shit like that?" Greg speaks up crossing his arms as I clear my throat nervously.

Leave it to Greg.

I couldn't decide whether to sink in my seat, or bust out laughing.

"And who are you?" The reporter asks raising an eyebrow.

"You're the reporter, you should know since ya'll make it your business to know what color Michael's shit is." he scoffs. "Shoot, ya'll go from the color of his skin to what kinda bones he gettin'. The only bones he gets are ones from KFC."

The reporter glares at him, as I clear my throat to keep from laughing.

"It's my understanding that Rachel was apart of your tour..." she says holding her pen.

".....may she rest in pieces--I mean peace!" Greg smirks as I shoot him a look.

He shrugs. "What? Remind me to send flowers and a thank you note to the drug dealer." he whispers in my ear, as I cover my face embarrassed.

"Greg!" I hiss covering my face embarrassed. "P-please don't mind him..."

"What man? She was a bit--" 

"Yes...her passing is unfortunate. And my prayers go to her family and--loved ones." I speak up quickly.

"What loved ones?! Shoot, she barely had ones in her damn wallet." Greg snorts.

I close my eyes rubbing my temples.

"I think we're done here." She gets up. "It was a pleasure meeting you, Mr. Jackson." she says walking out.

I smile as she closes the door, and I shoot Greg a look.

"What?"

"You're  a trip." I mutter as he laughs.

"Tell me something I don't know. I didn't like her. She had a stickup her ass--then again she probably need one. She was so thirsty for some tea she was dehydrated. "

I bite down on my lip laughing silently.

"Greg--I can't with you."

He looks over at me giving his famous grin. "I just add some life to the party." he grins getting up.

Tatiana's POV

I look in the touching up my makeup as Sheryl walks in the room.

"Hey can I borrow your hairspray?" she asks.

"It's in the bag in the corner." I say applying another coat of mascara.

"I thought Karen did your makeup..." Sheryl says grabbing it out of my bag as she goes up to the mirror next to me.

"She did." I mutter. "The foundation and everything was either too light or dark. She made me look like Bozo the clown."

Sheryl rolls her eyes as she begins to work on her hair.  "Typical. She did the same shit to me, when you were away."

"Really?"

She scoffs. "I told her the next time she tried ignorant shit like that, I was going to give her a makeup job of my own."

I laugh. "You know--it's fine. To be honest doing my makeup is making me calm dow--"

Sheryl begins spraying the hairspray all over her hair, as I break into a cough backing up.

"Gaaaaaah, are you trying to use the whole can?" I cough covering my mouth, waving the air with my hand my face squinched up.

"The bigger, the better..." she shrugs as I open the door letting the room air out. 

"So---" she fluffs her hair. "What's going on with you and Michael?" she asks in a hushed tone.

I blush deeply.

"Can you keep a secret?" I ask as her eyes widen.

"Yeah..." she answers slowly.

"I told him."

"You told him?!" she almost shouts as I shush her.

"What?! When?!"

"Last night...." I blush rubbing my arm looking down.

"Oh my gosh...what happened? What did he do?"

"Well he--"

"Hey, it's almost showtime!" we hear someone yell from the hall.

Sheryl and I look over at each other giggling nervously as we squeeze each others hands. "Are you nervous?" she whispers as I nod.

"Don't be girl....you are amazing. We'll all be onstage with you, and you'll do great."

"You think?" I swallow.

"Who won a grammy, has worked with multiple artists after she left the bad tour, has her music all over the radio, and has everyone wanting to be her? That's right pretty baby, you." she laughs squeezing my hand. "You'll be great. I believe in you."

I blush. "Thanks Sheryl..."

"You're welcome." she grins. "Now lets go."

We giggle as we walk down the hall. We see Ricky and several musicians meeting down the hall, forming a circle.

I see Michael coming out from around the corner and we all cheer as he chuckles.
He joins the circle and we all gently grab eachothers hands, in our traditionally fashion.

"Ricky, do you mind saying a prayer?" Michael asks as he nods.

"May we all bow our heads." he says as we all bow our head closing our eyes.

"Lord, as we gather here in the harbour of your safety...we thank you for fellowship and family....." Ricky begins. "We ask that you will strengthen us, restore us and inspire us with your love as we go out there tonight."

A few mumble "yes" as Michael gently squeezes my hand, making smile.

"We ask that you fill us with your peace, Lord.  So that as we journey onwards we would pour out your love and grace to others tonight. We ask that our souls would catch the wind of your spirit
so that we would take your promises to all the earth. We pray dear Father, that we unite people together on this occasion. In Jesus name...."

"Amen." we all finish out loud as we slowly begin to clap going faster and faster, before screaming out.

"Hey wait a minute..." Michael says making everyone stop.

"I gotta finish something that I was supposed to start..." Michael says before gently grabbing me. He puts my face in his hands gently before pressing his lips deep against mine making everyone burst into loud screams, clapping.

We pull away from each other as Michael stares in my eyes. "That was for good luck..."
he smirks making me blush deeply.

"Well I'll be damn, that beats a four leaf clover." Greg snickers making everyone laugh as we walk down the hall to the stage doors.

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