> Summer In Cloudsdale
>  by Marli_Lin
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> Prologue
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They say that when a person in a state of life and death, he/she will be able to see pieces of the events it hat that happened in his/her life, it's like watching a movie that doesn’t have a clear plot. Is it true?

Oh yes, she is experiencing it now. When her body was thrown here and there, her eyes suddenly dark, but surprisingly she was later able to see a person face, clearly, and also could hear his voice.
Oh how much she missed him now, wanted to see him, wanted to talk to him. There was something she had to say to him. She had to tell him that she missed him.
Just once…

Only once…

If so, she would like to see him once more…

But she could not…

She could not speak anymore...

She did not have the energy to talk…
> Chapter 1
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	“No, I'm still on the road……yeah, just back from work……yes! I know it's ten o'clock…yes, ten o'clock and eighteen minutes. Whatever.”
Rainbow Dash walked slowly. One hand holding a cell phone onto her ear, and the other hand, swinging a small bag. She let out an annoyed sigh and frowned. At this time the last person she wanted to she talk to was Thunderlane, but he actually called her and started to act like an overprotective boyfriend.
“Listen, Thunderlane? I'm really tired." Rainbow Dash interrupted Thunderlane and quickly ended the call. Once again she let out a sigh, then looked at her cell phone with an annoyed expression.
Why did today have to be with so many problems? This morning she had a problem with the client company, then her boss snapped at her and told her to work late. Rainbow Dash was upset when she remembered what had happened during the day. But she was just simply too tired to be angry. Every single bone in her body ached and her brain can't even think straight. Again she sighed.
This was not the first time Rainbow Dash had to work until late at night, but today she has decided to stop working for the fashion designer, permanently. This job was seriously time consuming and labor, so that no more energy had been left to concentrate on her studies in the morning.
She stopped and groaned. "I’m going crazy," she muttered to herself.
Rainbow Dash looked around. Couldsdale was still not showing signs of drowsiness. The buildings along the street were lit as if they were competing to illuminate the whole city, persuading the people to enjoy the beautiful atmosphere of a summer night in the capital of South Equestria. Although she had been living in Couldsdale for quite a while, she was still amazed at the atmosphere of the city. It was nearly eleven o'clock, but the streets were still filled with residents and cars passing by. The smell of food wafted from the Japanese restaurant ahead, disco music heard faintly from the store right next to it, the sounds of people talking, shouting and laughing.
Suddenly Rainbow Dash felt a headache. Then her gaze landed on a small grocery store across the street. After a moment's pause, she nodded and muttered, "All right," as if giving up the debate against herself.
Rainbow Dash crossed the road at a brisk pace, as fast as possible for a pair of legs that have not rested for the last eight hours, and entered the store. After greeting the aunt shopkeepers who she had known for a long time, Rainbow Dash immediately walked to the shelf chips.
"Well, Dash, what's bothering you this time?" Asked the aunt shopkeeper after seeing five large packs of potato chips that Rainbow Dash placed on the counter.
She smiled shyly. "It's nothing, I'm just a little stressed." She opened her handbag and look for the wallet. Where was the wallet?
"One moment, Aunt. I'm sure I know where wallet is…" She rummaged through her purse and spilled the entire contents onto the counter. Now, in addition to five bags of potato chips, there was a small comb, small books which were rather shabby, a pen without its lid, compact powder, lip gloss, keys, a folding umbrella, three coins, a red handkerchief, cell phone, two receipts that were muddy, empty candy wrappers, and hair clips.
"Why is not there?" Rainbow Dash muttered to herself as she continued searching. Was it still at home? This means that she did not realise she didn't have her wallet the whole day?!
Suddenly she heard a cell phone ring. She glanced at her cell phone lying on the counter. Oh, it wasn't her cell phone that had rang.
"You've arrived at home?…Yes, I'll be there within a few minutes."
Rainbow Dash turned her head to the sound. That voice belonged a man who standing right behind her. Apparently phone ringing was the man's cell phone. She saw him close the phone and put it into the pocket of his trousers. The other hand being occupied by a small basket containing five bottles of beer. The bespectacled man was young, maybe in his late twenties or early thirties, his face was handsome and had a tidy appearance to it, like someone who had important jobs in large companies.
He looked at Rainbow Dash and give a friendly smile.
O-oh…
For Rainbow Dash, it was the first time seeing a smile that was so appealing. And the tired smile evaporated without a trace. The smile was very charming…
Rainbow Dash shook her head to clear her mind and refocused on her belongings scattered on the counter.
Suddenly Rainbow Dash felt someone pat her shoulder. She looked up and saw the aunt shopkeeper was smiling and said, "Dash, how about you let him pay for his things first?"
Rainbow looked at the aunt shopkeepers, then turned to the man standing behind her. "Oh, uhh, yes. Sorry." Rainbow stepped aside and the man stepped forward.
"How much?" Asked the man, placing the basket in his hand on the table. Suddenly she heard the sound of the phone again. Rainbow's head began to ache once again. She was very tired and now the sound of the man's cell phone almost made her lose control. The man pulled his phone out of his pocket and glanced at it. Then he put the phone down on the table and reached into his other pocket. He issued a different phone, it turns out that the second mobile phone was the one currently ringing.
Gosh, quickly answer the phone dude! One phone has already given her a headache, why have two? Rainbow Dash thought as she massaged her temples.
The man paid for groceries while he was still talking on the phone, then walked to the door. Suddenly he turned around and took the second phone that was placed on the counter. "Sorry." He muttered with a smile to the aunt shopkeepers and Rainbow Dash.
Again that smile……a smile that could warm the frozen heart. Rainbow Dash firmly shut her eyes and when she opened them again, the man had walked out and got into a white saloon car parked in front of the store.
Because Rainbow Dash still couldn't find her wallet, the shopkeepers allowed for her to pay tomorrow. Rainbow reassembled her belongings that were scattered on the counter while repeatedly bowing deeply as a sign of gratitude as well apology.
Once out of the store, Rainbow Dash directly opened a bag of chips and started eating. "Now to go home." She said to herself, relieved. After saying that, her cell phone rang. At that time she also condemned the phones were ever created. Actually, she did not want to answer her cell phone because she felt should save energy for the return trip, but the phone keeps screaming to be appointed. Dash finally gave up and rummaged through her bag with the malignant cell phone to find the damn thing before she would be screaming in the middle of the road.
"Heeloo!" Rainbow Dash wanted to be angry, but her voice sounded desperate.
No audible response from the other end. Was the man dumb or what?
"Hello? Who is this? Please speak…Hello? Haloo?"
When Rainbow Dash was about to disconnect, the sound of a man who hesitated spoke up.
"I'm sorry…isn’t this Soarin's phone?"
Who is this guy?
"You have the wrong number. This phone belongs Rainbow Dash." She said curtly and hung up her cell phone with a loud flap.
Rainbow Dash looked at her cell phone, biting her lip full of resentment. "Can you not shut up for a moment?" She was about to pull out the phone's battery when she felt the urge to call her mother to tell that she would soon be home. Although Rainbow Dash lived in Cloudsdale and her parents were in Ponyville, they often called and checked up on her whereabouts. Her mother had already called to inquire why Rainbow Dash had not reached home yet.
She opened her phone back up and dialled the numbers of her parents home, but she was surprised when she saw the writing on the screen of the cell phone after she punched in the numbers. Instead of "Home of Ponyville" listed as usual, the writing said "Ben Bear". Rainbow Dash quickly disconnected and was stunned.
She noticed the phone in her hand. It was indeed her cell phone, at least the same shape and color of her cell phone. She opened the mobile phone's contact list and gawked at the unfamiliar names. Her weary brain was forced to think.
The aunts had been in the store, all the goods were scattered on the counter, including the cell phone. When a phone belonging to the man standing behind her had rang for the first time, he thought it was his first phone, which was not, but t was the second one.
Then the phone rang both same. The man who first put the cell phone on the table and pulled out a second cell phone. So, at the counter the man's cell phone and her phone.
Rainbow Dash remembered the man's phone that was placed on the table, it looked just like her own cell phone. Before getting out of the store, he turned to take the first mobile on the left of the table. Now Rainbow Dash holding the phone with a list of unfamiliar names.
Her brain began to digest what had happened. That meant…that meant…the man had taken the wrong phone! The phone which the man took was Rainbow Dash's! Rainbow pounded her head and groaned in despair. "What about now? I'm going crazy." She looked to the right and left. The man's car was nowhere in sight. Rainbow Dash felt her body almost collapse on to the ground. She felt like crying. Where to look for him?
Suddenly an idea appeared in her brain which almost left her paralyzed, and left her wondering why she hadn't thought of it before. She didn't have her own cell phone, right? She could call her own cell phone and he would answer. A pang of hope reappeared. She called her phone for the man's cell phone in her hand.
Rainbow Dash paced back and forth on the roadside feeling restless, while waiting for him to pick up. "Quickly…quickly…please…qui-Hello?"
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"Oh, Ben. What took you so long?"
Ben Bear smiled apologetically to a tall man who opened the door and stepped into the house that he had seen so many times before. "Sorry, the streets were somewhat stalled," he said as he walked into the spacious sitting room.
"Hey, Soarin. Wanna have a snack? I've bought a drink."
Soarin follow Ben Bear into the sitting room. He ignored his question and asked in return, "Soarin have you heard the gossip?"
Ben Bear watched his friend as he flopped onto the couch. Soarin's gaze looked dreamy yet anxious. As a manager, Ben Bear understood the reasons for his concern.
"Where did the rumor from?" Asked Soarin. Ben Bear just smiled a little and held out a bottle of beer. Soarin opened the lid of the bottle and sipped it. "It says I’m a gay." Soarin gave a bitter laugh. "Why did they even think like that? Is my attitude like a woman? Or did I ever get too close to man? Tell me, Ben. Lest all this time you also think like them? " Ben Bear sitting in a chair in front of Soarin, sipping beer come directly from the bottle. "You know I never thought of you like that," he said quietly. "The problem is, the tabloids and magazines were looking for gossip. You also know they often write articles that are a no-no. You asked me why they could ever think you're gay? Perhaps because so far you've never been seen close to a woman in public."
Soarin shrugged. "Then, whatever they'll think what they want to think. If we don't respond, the rumors will subside on their own course."
Ben Bear shook his head. "In two weeks your new album will be launched. I'm afraid this rumor could affect your album sales. One little gossip can cause other rumors. Even the old problems can sink. Your producer will not be happy. Plus, what about your fans? What will they think? You could lose the market."
Soarin looked up at the ceiling and exhaled heavily. "Then, how?" Ben took another drink and said, "For the gay gossips, I think it's time for you to introduce a woman to the public." Soarin heads sprang rapidly towards Ben.
"What did you mean?"
"Simple. Why not start dating?"
"What?"
Ben Bear closes his eyes and continues in a serious tone. "The important thing is not a relationship with an artist. It could be a scandal. Too risky. We can not immediately make an official announcement to the reporters that you're in a relationship with a woman because they're certainly suspicious and would suspect it's an act to circumvent the gay gossip."
Soarin frowned and deep in thought. Finally he turned and found Ben Bear awaiting his decision.
"All right." He says, smiling. "We suppose that your 'girlfriend' will not have to be exposed, so you will be forced to keep your relationship. That way, no one knows who she is and no one has ever seen her."
Soarin frowned in confusion. "Someone nobody has ever seen and no one knows of. What good is that? People will not believe in just mere words."
"But we can give evidence."
"What evidence?"
"Photos of you with her."
"Her, who is her?"
"The girl who will become your 'lover.'"
"Who?"
"Everything can be arranged if you want."
"Meaning?"
Ben smile grew wide. "We're looking for woman who is not known to anyone and you must ask her to be your lover for sometime. You just have to flaunt it in front of the reporters. Smart, is not it?"
Soarin pondered, then said, "What if the reporters begin investigating the origin of the woman? Anyway where would we even find a woman who is willing to aid us and would able to be trusted to work with? We can't just choose randomly!"
Ben sipped his beer again and looked at Soarin. Whom seemed to consider his friend's proposal with a very worried expression. His brow furrowed, and occasionally bit his lower lip.
After a while, Soarin sighed and continued. "Who would we choose? Can I chose at random, and go with it? Or should we select the first woman to walk through that door?" He pointed to the front door of his house. Ben Bear exploded with laughter. Soarin looked at him with a puzzled expression.
"Ben, what?" Ben put his arm slowly on Soarin's shoulder. "Gosh, Soarin. I was just kidding. Why are you so serious?"
"What?"
Ben shook his head. "I'm just kidding about that last bit. Anyway, don't worry about it. There must be a way out."
Soarin snorted, then chuckled. "Ah, nuts! I'm going out for a little walk. Ya wanna come?" Asked Soarin, as he laid his head on the back of the sofa and looked at the ceiling lounge.
Ben shrugged. "Okay."
Soarin swung beer bottle he was holding and asked, "Oh, Ben, has my phone been fixed yet?" Ben Bear pulled out two cell phones and distributed it to Soarin. Suddenly he remembered the call he received on the way to Soarin house earlier. The woman who called herself Rainbow Dash said their phones were swapped. Ben asked her to come to the Soarin house, to take her phone back. The request confused the rather outrageous girl because the swap was not the girls fault, but whatever. Ben Bear was grumpy and when he was grumpy, he didn't like to wait long.
He was about to tell Soarin, when the doorbell rang.
"Who came up this time of night?" Muttered Soarin surprised.
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Rainbow Dash really didn't understand why today was so wretched. Maybe she could've gotten home and showered, whatever it was too late now. She stood at the door of the large white house. The man who was named Ben Bear told her to come here to take her cell phone. Dash was irritated. Why she should come? She wasn't the one who took the wrong phone first. She even had to borrow money from the shop owner's so she could ride the bus, plus had to walk to reach this elite residential area.
Rainbow Dash exhaled. Never mind that, it's okay. The most important thing now was to get her phone back. After this she will rushed home. It was getting late and she almost fainted almost four times in the last fifteen minutes.
The door opened and Rainbow Dash recognised the face of the man who opened the door. He was the man in the store. Although it was rather difficult, Rainbow Dash imposed a polite smile. Her cheeks felt  a bit stiff, but she hoped her smile looked natural.
"Hello, how are you? I’m Rainbow Dash who called earlier. I wanted to give your phone back. Here." Rainbow Dash gave the cell phone to the man.
"Oh, thank you very much." The man said smiling. "I really am sorry if it caused inconvenience. Please come in. Your mobile phone is inside."
Rainbow Dash knew she shouldn't go into the house of men she did not know, especially at a late hour like this. But her brain could not function properly and she just wanted to quickly resolve the problem so she could go home and sleep. He looked like a very nice man, anyway.
She stepped in and let herself be taken to a spacious living room with luxurious furnishings. In a long sofa that dominated the living room sat the man who was talking on the phone. His face was handsome, nice, although she had seen the man. But where?
"Maybe you have the wrong number," Rainbow heard him say on her mobile. "There is no one named Rainbow Dash or Dashie here."
Rainbow Dash stared Ben Bear with a questioning look, pointing toward the phone was being held by the handsome man on the couch.
"Yes, it's your phone," said Ben, smiling a little.
The man who was sitting on the couch was still distracted, not aware of the arrival of Dash. He furrowed his brow and seemed rather annoyed. He said, rather angrily. "Sorry, Thunderlane, I really do not know who you are. I also do not know Rainbow Dash. How can I ask her to answer the phone? Your got wrong number."
After saying that, the man's cell ended the call. "Weirdo." He grumbled to himself.
"Hey…" Dash heard Ben call to him. "That cell phone belongs to this young lady here."
The man on the couch was turned toward Ben, then toward herself. Dash then realised who he was.
Soarin was puzzled to hear the explanation that Ben Bear had said. His gaze moved from the manager to the girl standing in front of him, then returned to the manager again. At first glance, he observed a stranger who stood in his living room: a smallish girl with rainbow coloured hair and hand carrying a large plastic bag and a handbag. The look on her face was muddy, tired and pale. The girl was silent and noiseless while Ben Bear explained what had happened.
"Oh, so this is your phone?" Asks Soarin, getting up from the couch. He reached the phone he was holding. "That…was-what's his name, sorry, I forgot-called looking for Rainbow Dash. You is Rainbow Dash or Dashie?"
She smiled faintly and said. "Yes, Dashie is my nickname though."
Suddenly the phone rang and startled Soarin. "Please answer it." he said quickly.
Rainbow Dash took the phone and immediately open its flap. "Hello?"
Then Soarin and Ben Bear were stunned when they heard her speaking in a foreign language. Soarin was sure the conversation was not in English nor Japanese because he has mastered both languages. He wondered what language is being used here, she spoke it fluently. Soarin turned to his manager to ask and as an answer Ben Bear shook his head.
The conversation did not last long. After hanging up the girl looked at Ben and Soarin with awkward posture. Smiling stiffly she said. "Well, thank you very much. I am going home now."
"Wait," Ben interrupted. The girl looked at him with a puzzled expression. "If you don’t mind, what was the language you spoke earlier?"
"Indonesian," she answered immediately.
"Oh, I see." Ben smiling and nodded because it seemed like she did not want to explain further. "You can speak Indonesia apparently."
"Excuse me." she said again as she headed for the door. "Wait." Ben holding back the girl once again. He glanced at Soarin, then looked back at the girl. "You didn't come by car, right? I didn't see any cars outside. Tell you what, coincidentally we want to go out. How about we take you go home? I feel bad because you had to deliver the phones here."
She smiled stiffly and shook her head. "No need. I can take the bus."
"We can take you to the bus stop," said Soarin. He  was not sure she could go home alone, because when viewed from the current situation, the girl seemed to almost faint at anytime. "Think of it as a gift of gratitude and a sign of our apology."
The girl looked at the two of them alternating with large eyes. And she was contemplating it. Her brain was spinning, looking for ways to reject the offer. Soarin could understand. A girl who was immediately offered to be taken home by two unknown men was wrong.
"Don't worry. We won't do anything. Believe me." Said Soarin, chuckling, although he knew the sentence didn't sound very convincing.
"Oh, no. I didn't mean that." She said, shaking her head again.
"Come, let's go outside." Interrupted Soarin, grabbing the car keys on the table. He turned toward Ben Bear. "Ben, can we use your car?"
He nodded.
Throughout the journey she was more silent. When spoken to, she simply answered accordingly. Soarin glanced into the rearview mirror to look at the backseat. The girl sat relaxed and looked out the window with a blank stare. Soarin wanted to know what made her look so tired.
Suddenly she spoke up. "I can walk from here."
Soarin turned around a little bit so he could see her. "Here? You sure you don’t want us to take you home?"
"Yes, we do not mind." Ben added.
The girl flashed a smile that seemed forced. "No need. Stop here I will walk alone."
Ben stopped his car on the side of the road, near the bus stop.
"Thank you," the girl said, getting out of the car.
When she bent down to say goodnight to them both, Ben looked from the window and asked, "Ms. Rainbow Dash, there something I want to ask. Do you know my friend here?"
Soarin realized his manager was pointing at him. Rainbow Dash blinked, then nodded. "This guy? Soarin, isn't it? Soarin Skies the singer?" Then as if she just realized something, she looked Soarin and said. "Your songs…your songs…are good."

> Chapter 2
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	""Your SONGS are good?!"
Rainbow sat cross-legged on the bed with a blanket wrapped around her whilst staring at Spitfire who was sitting beside her.
"I don't believe you said only that. Why not ask for his autograph?" Spitfire went on with an accusing tone.
Rainbow Dash moaned. "Probably because yesterday I was upset and tired…and had a cerebral palsy." She held her cheeks which were somewhat pale and shook her head. "It looked like my brain was paralyzed overnight. How could I get into the car with two men who I didn't even know? And it was almost midnight too. Gosh, what did I do? I don't like that. No. I was stressed. Thankfully I was lucky. What if something had happened yesterday?"
Spitfire chuckled. "Hey, you weren't with a stranger. You were with Soarin Skies. Why didn't you ask for his autograph? "She asked again, still miffed.
"Soarin Skies is stranger to me," Rainbow Dash said firmly. "Besides, you know I'm not a fan, why would I ask for his autograph?"
"Although you're not a fan, you know a friend who is a fan," said Spitfire again pressing her palms on her chest. "I've been so faithfully waiting for his appearance again for four years. At least you could ask for his autograph for me…not everyone can meet Soarin face to face, you know? And yesterday, by magic you happened to meet him, you talked to him, and he even drove you home, well, at least tried to."
"It was his friends car," Rainbow Dash interrupted. "His friend was there too."
Spitfire ignored her. "You rode with him. Haha, if I were you, I'm would—"
"Hey!"
Spitfire's face softened. "I know, I know. But if you see him next time, don't forget to get an autograph for me."
Dash laid down on the bed. "If I see him again," she murmured softly with a dreamy gaze. "If I see him again…"
Spitfire was toying with one of Dash's blankets when suddenly, "Oh yeah, I heard Soarin was actually gay. I don't know if the rumor is true or not, though I could probably die of disappointment if he is really gay. Yesterday you met him, what did you think? What's his demeanour like? Did he seem normal? Look different? Dis his appearance change after so many years?"
Rainow Dash frowned and thought. "I don't know, I didn't feel there was anything strange about him. He was…ordinary. I told you that yesterday, I was half asleep. I don't even remember what he was wearing."
Spitfire stared at her friend in concern. "You really are useless. Only you can get fever in the summer like this. Does your head still hurt? Is it better, yet?"
Rainbow Dash did not answer the question. She was thinking about something else. Then she bit her lip and asked, "Spit, why do like Soarin? Why are you so mad about him?"
The smile on Spitfire's face widens. "Because he's handsome, funny, good at singing—oh such a good voice—and because he has written songs that are so romantic and touching. The new album will be launched shortly too! Ah, I cannot wait!"
"So?"
Suddenly Spitfire squealed and made Rainbow Dash jump.
"Wha? What is it?" Asked Rainbow Dash as Spitfire grabbed her bag lying on the floor with a grunt and began searching for something in it.
"What a fool I am, so stupid of me," murmured Spitfire repeatedly. "I should've known it, when you told me."
"What?" Asked Rainbow Dash wondering what her friend was talking about.
Spitfire took a tabloid out and turned the pages. "Well, look at this."
Rainbow Dash saw the article entitled "Midnight meeting" and saw what Spitfire meant and shivered. The article featured two photos of Soarin with a woman. The woman's face was not visible, but Rainbow Dash was certainly able to recognize herself. The woman who was with Soarin in the photo was her; Rainbow Dash. Oh my! What was this?
The first photo showed Rainbow Dash and Soarin who were out of the house. Rainbow Dash's head was bowed when photographed so that her face was not visible. Rainbow remembered that Soarin's friend was still inside the house so that was why he wasn't in the photograph.
The second photo was taken when Soarin was opening the car door for her. Her figure was not clear because her body was unobstructed by Soarin. Rainbow Dash felt grateful because her face was not visible.
"I had forgotten about this tabloid when I heard you were sick," said Spitfire explained. "I should have guessed when you told me what you went through last night, but strangely these days my brain is working slowly. The woman in the photo was you…wasn't it?"
"Gosh," Rainbow Dash muttered in disbelief. "Who took these pictures?"
"Soarin is a famous artist," said Spitfire in a tone I-know-all-so-believe-me. "Of course many journalists are busy looking for news about him. And this is really great news. Here, it's written that you're Soarin's lover."
Dash shook her head and looked at the tabloid once more. She still shivered, "I wasn't alone with Soarin. The bespectacled uncle, a friend of Soarin, was also there with us, why should someone take a photo of just us, but not him?"
Spitfire sighed. "I told you, Soarin is a famous artist. The tabloids have to look for news aka rumours, that can attract people's attention. If the three of you were there in the photo, there would be no news."
Rainbow Dash felt her body shiver. "Fortunately, my face is not visible. I hope you won't tell anyone about my meeting with Soarin."
Spitfire eyebrows raised. "Why?"
Rainbow frowned and scratched her head. "No way they won't make indiscriminate gossip. His lover? Me? I don't want to get involved with matters such as gossips of a famous artist…"
"Your head still hurt?" Asked Spitfire when she saw Rainbow Dash holding her forehead.
Rainbow Dash shook her head and smiled. "No, I've been better. It was because of the added stress fatigue, which was fever eventually. But now I have nothing to do Spit, you go home and help your mother. It's lunch hours. Your mothers store must be busy."
"My mother was worried, so I was allowed to stay longer. Oh and, my mother cooked porridge for you. I put it in the kitchen. You have to eat, you understand?" Said Spitfire, taking her bag from the floor. She put her hand on Dash's forehead and muttered, "It's not hot, but you still have to take medication. I will see you again this afternoon. If there's anything, call me."
"You're so sweet, thanks," Rainbow Dash said with a smile. "Convey my thanks to your mother as well because she cooked porridge for me. Ah, nevermind. I should call her myself and thank her. Oh and, you have to remember about the meeting with Soarin last night, don't tell anyone."
"Yes, yes, I know. You just calm down. Rest, ok? Bye," said Spitfire before exiting the room.
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Soarin stood upright near a large window office of his manager who was on the 20th floor of a skyscraper.  He looked out the window with both hands inserted into the pants of his pocket. He was not enjoying the scenery of Cloudsdale as he often did on a typical day. This morning the tabloid ran an article commenting on his gay gossip. The gossip traveled at high speed. Soon he would be asked for an explanation. Reporters would be chasing him…asking him…demanding responses. That is the risk of becoming an artist. Bad memories of the past resurfaced. Reporters asking thousands of questions endlessly, he felt so frustrated and had to hide to calm down. Now, with the new rumours, the days of struggle would begin again...or, has it already started?
"Oh, Soarin, you came."
Soarin was so busy with his own thoughts that he didn't realize his manager had came into the office.
Ben Bear walked to his desk and put a blue colored folder on the table. "Been here long?"
Soarin shook his head and walked towards the chair across from the table. "Just arrived. Why send for me here early in the morning?"
Ben Bear draped his jacket over the back of the chair and opened the folder he had placed on the table. He issued a tabloid out of it and handed it to Soarin.
Soarin took the tabloid, confused, but when he saw the article that was there, his expression changed. "What is this? How could they…this—"
Soarin looked at his manager and he nodded. "Correct. This photograph was taken last night when we drove the girl."
An irritated Soarin threw the tabloid on the table. "Just great, one rumor is still not enough apparently." He sat down and leaned back in the chair. "How did they get these pictures? Do you think, the girl yesterday had something to do with the problem?"
His manager shook his head slowly. "No, I don't think so. Although such a possibility is still there, but it's tiny, so I don't think so."
Soarin rubbed his chin thoughtfully, he had to admit, the girl yesterday didn't seem like it and may not have anything to do with this rumor, but…
"The girl yesterday, was Rainbow Dash…I've been investigating," said Ben Bear, holding a piece of paper to Soarin. He then continued, "She's in the third year of college and working as a part-time at a fashion designer. Her mother and father live in Ponyville. Her father was the head of a branch of a car company and her mother is a housewife. She is an only child, was born in Ponyville and stayed there until the age of ten, and because her father's work contract has been done, the family moved to Cloudsdale. Five years ago her parents moved back to Ponyville because her father was assigned there once again, while she remained in Cloudsdale. Her background is clean and simple."
Soarin read the writing on the paper in his hand and chuckled. "Where you get all this information? Height and weight in here."
Ben Bear just smiled and pulled out another sheet of paper and began to read, "According to people who know her well, Rainbow Dash is a good woman and trustworthy. Do doesn't smoke, never gets drunk, doesn't using drugs, and has no criminal record whatsoever. So I dare to conclude she had nothing to do with the pictures in the tabloids." Then he handed the paper.
Soarin accept the proffered paper.
Ben Bear sighed. "Although I must admit…the gossip, indirectly, has helped us," he said.
Soarin looked up from the paper in his hand and looked at Ben Bear, waiting for the manager to explain the intent of his words.
"This rumor by itself broke your gay gossip. Photographs show you were with a woman in front of your private home at a very suspicious time," said Ben Bear, smiling broadly.
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"I know you've asked permission to not come to work today because you do not feel well, but I really need you now, Miss Dash. We are extremely busy, I cannot handle it alone. I have to ask you to come. Please come now. Please…You're certainly not ill. If you were, you would've been hospitalised instead of resting at home. Alright?"
Rainbow Dash lay in bed with a mobile phone glued to her ear and her eyes closed. She listened to the words of her boss that were like a flood at the other end. She should not turn on her cell phone these days. Ought not to contact her boss. A boss is not supposed to be like this. She's sick and told to work? Anyway it was Saturday, Dictator!
"Miss Dash? Miss Dash? Hellooo? Are you listening? I can't speak for long. Very very busy. You're coming, right?"
"Yes, yes, Miss Rarity. I understand. I'll be there in an hour,." said Rainbow Dash lazily.
"You have half an hour to get to the studio." Her boss said before hanging up.
Rainbow Dash looked at her cell phone with a cranky mood. "You're going to accept my resignation letter on Monday. Dracula! Bloodsuckers! Hhh!"
Swearing, Rainbow Dash forced herself to her feet and shuffled to the wardrobe.
Forty-three minutes later, Rainbow Dash was standing outside the studio of Miss Rarity, one of the most popular fashion designers in Cloudsdale. Called by her boss, the studio is cluttered and the work space is full of cloths of various shades, both a useless rag or cloths which are still new. The studio is located on the top floor of the three story building.
Rarity's boutique itself consists of two floors: the first floor for dedicated public while the second floor for VIP guests.
Rainbow Dash came in and saw a middle-aged woman dressed elegantly, and tears in the eyes of the skinny models. She was not satisfied. Then with a jolt hands, she sent a model back and told her men to call other models.
Just as model into the room, Rarity was aware Rainbow entered and immediately screamed, "Miss Dash! You're late. Why—one minute." She turned toward the new model that had come in and said sharply, "No, no! Not you. What should I do to be understood of what kind of model I need? Gosh! Fetch Mister Cha here."
Rainbow felt sorry seeing the shocked expression female model. It should be know that Miss Rarity is not an easy woman. Sometimes a genius is indeed difficult to please.
Miss Rarity refocused on Rainbow Dash. "You see, Miss Dash, we're really busy for a fashion show. Please deliver these clothes."
What? To whom? Miss Rarity always expects other people to immediately understand the words that are not always clear.
"Deliver to whom and for what, Miss Rarity?" Asked Rainbow Dash.
Miss Rarity looked at her bluntly. "Gosh. You do remember I told you about Soarin, right? He has agreed to wear my design in every appearance. So you must hurry up and go there, make sure his clothes match his size and taste."
Then, before Rainbow Dash could asked again she pointed the clothes rack on wheels near the door, "That! Those clothes on the rack!"
No, you haven't mentioned anything about this to me, Rainbow Dash fumed inwardly, but all that came out of her mouth was, "Who is it, again?"
"Soarin. The singer. Don't you know? Anyway, familiarity or not is not an important issue. There! Go quickly! He is waiting in the boutique. Go on. Go! Quick!" She said, pushing Dash towards the studio exit.
Rainbow Dash pushed rack of clothes that was almost completely filled along the corridor. Filled with anger, she walked towards the elevator. On the way Rainbow Dash ran into the boutique guard who she was already well acquainted with and he told that Soarin was waiting on the second floor.
Arriving at the front door of the second floor exhibition hall which radiated the impression of elites, she hesitated. Why did she have to meet Soarin again? What should she say to him? What should she do? Did he know about the photos published in the tabloids?
Rainbow Dash sighed and bit her lip. Maybe Soarin didn't  even remember her anymore. Rainbow Dash nodded. True, Soarin would have forgotten her. For artists, it must be hard to remember faces because they meet people everyday. How could they remember every person they meet for a short time, right?
With that belief, Rainbow Dash pushed the large glass doors in front of her and stepped inside. She drew a deep breath and forced her legs to keep going.
Rainbow Dash stood at the door of the white exhibition room and sighed, now or never. Finish this as soon as possible! That person will not remember you. Just do your job. She reached for the door and opened it.
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"One of her people should deliver the clothes here," said Ben Bear, closing the flap of his phone.
Soarin exhaled loudly and flopped into an overstuffed sofa placed in the middle of the exhibition room. "I told you, we shouldn't have come so soon." He glanced at his watch. "Ah, I was wrong, it isn't us who came early. They are late. Hhh…how long do we have to wait?"
Ben was about to answer when his phone rang for the umpteenth time in the last two hours.
Soarin looked at his manager, who was speaking in a formal language at the phone. It looked like a phone call from a producer or something. Ben signaled he would be outside for a while. Soarin nodded indifferently and Ben walk out of the room.
Soarin put his head to the back of the sofa, trying to get comfortable. Just when he felt peaceful and almost asleep, he heard the door open and a woman's voice speak.
"Good afternoon. Sorry to keep you waiting long."
Soarin opened his eyes. A girl shoulder-length, rainbow coloured hair, with a red hat entered the room pushing a wheeled clothes rack. The girl bowed. Soarin stood and bowed slightly to reciprocate the greeting.
"Miss rarity asked me to bring these clothes for you. Try them on." She pushed the rack up to the end of the room, close to the dressing cubicle. She pulled one of the clothes hanger and held it out to Soarin. "Try them in there," she said, pointing to an enclosed booth with a thick purple curtain.
There was a strange feeling that bothered Soarin, but he didn't know what made him feel like it. He received the proffered clothes and went to the dressing cubicle.
He finished dressing and opened the curtains. Just then he saw the girl who brought the clothes for him, was sitting on a stool beside the sofa. Her red cap was removed and the girl was combing her hair slightly with her fingers. Soarin was stunned and stared at the girl. That was the first time he saw clearly.
Suddenly her face looked surprised, as if she was aware of being watched. She quickly put on her hat and stood back up. "How was it? Do the clothes fit? Do you like them?"
Wasn't she the girl who they met yesterday? No mistake, it was her. Soarin still remembered the girl's face. Tired and pale. The girl standing in front of him was indeed the girl yesterday. Her face still looked tired and pale. But why she not say anything? Does she not recognize him?
"We've met," said Soarin. He didn't ask. He was absolutely sure. He wanted to see her reaction.
The girl was stunned, then slowly raised her head and looked at Soarin with hesitation.
Her gaze was hesitant, it was unmistakably the same look of the girl who came to his house yesterday. Soarin waited for her to say something.
"Oh?" She mumbled after a few seconds of silence.
Soarin was disappointed because she did not show any reaction. He just stared at her with big eyes. Was the girl stupid or she really didn't remember what happened yesterday night? Not arrogant, but Soarin didn't understand how one can forget a artist she met last night? Soarin was annoyed because even he himself remembered the girl while the girl apparently did not remember him. Why? Or was it he was not as popular as he thought? Did the world has changed without his knowledge?
"You came to my house last night because my cell phone was switched with your cell phone," said Soarin flatly, trying to jog the memory of the girl. For God's sake, was this girl suffering from amnesia?
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Rainbow Dash watched as Soarin went into the dressing cubicle and pulled the curtains. She heaved a sigh of relief and sat down on the soft stool. Evidently the man did not recognize her. Rainbow removed cap and held her cheek with one hand. She was very tired. Hopefully until the job is finished Soarin will not recognize her. She was combing the hair with the fingers dreamily. Suddenly she saw Soarin standing there watching. Rainbow Dash gasped and immediately put her hat back.
"How was it? Do the clothes fit? Do you like them? "She asked in a tone that made cheerful and polite.
"We've met."
Rainbow Dash didn't budge. She bit her lip. Turns Soarin recognized her. What about now? Admit it? But if she admitted now, it would feel strange. Finally, she could only mutter unclearly.
"You came to my house last night because my cell phone was switched with your cell phone," said Soarin again. His tone flat.
Well, she couldn't fake it anymore. She forced a smile. "Oh, yes, right. How are you?"
That's all she could think. Rainbow Dash quietly berated herself in her mind. Soarin looked at her with a strange look, then turned away and snorted softly. "Apparently, now you remember," he muttered.
Rainbow Dash raised her eyebrows. "Yes?"
Soarin turned back to her and said, "So you work here?"
"Yes…you could say that," she said. She felt relieved now. At least she does not have to bow her head again. No need to hide her face again.
"The picture in the tabloid…you've seen it?" Asked Soarin.
Rainbow Dash gulped. This was it. Soarin thought she was behind all of this.
"I ...," she said uncertainly, then quickly added, shaking her head, "it's not me…I mean, I have nothing to do with it. Really."
Soarin chuckled. "We thought so. Besides, the pictures are actually helping me."
Rainbow Dash did not understand.
"You often read the tabloids?" Said Soarin.
Rainbow Dash shook her head. She didn't have time for it. Besides, she didn't need to read the tabloids to know the gossip about the artist. Her friend, Spitfire, is a tabloid fanatic. She knows all the latest gossip around the world. Whatever she would know, she told Rainbow Dash, either she actually wanted to know or not.
Soarin nodded. "Well, then you do not know anything about gossip on me."
"The gay gossip?" The words spilled out of Dash's mouth without her brain processing it first.
Soarin looked at her. "I thought you said you do not read the tabloids?" Rainbow Dash tilted her head awkwardly. "My friend told me."
"Apparently a lot of people already know." Soarin sigh. "However, the photographs have helped overcome the gossip."
Rainbow Dash just nodded indifferent, but she was surprised when he suddenly turned toward her with a beaming face.
"Rainow Dash—your name is Rainbow Dash, Right?" He asked quickly. Without waiting for an answer, he continued, "Because you've helped me once, can you help me again?"
Rainbow Dash took a step backward. "What kind of help?"
"Be my girlfriend."
"W-what?!"
Soarin was somewhat surprised to hear the cries of the girl.
"Well, let me rephrase that," he said, his hands on his hips and thought. Then he looked up and stared at Rainbow Dash. "I just wanted to ask you to take pictures with me as my girlfriend."
Rainbow Dash blinked in confusion. Soarin quickly explained. He was very aware of the girl's eyebrows raised when listening to the story.
"Just take a picture?" Asked Soarin at the end of his explanation. He stared at Rainbow, who was still stunned. Why did he suddenly feel as though he were tied in court? He was very curious about what to say to the girl, what's the answer?
The first sentence that came out of the mouth her was, "Why me?"
Good question. "No particular reason," said Soarin, relaxed. "I thought you might want to help. After all we've been photographed together albeit accidentally."
Rainbow still looked confused, but Soarin saw the girl's brow furrowed, a sign that she was considering proposal. Rainbow least indirectly rejected.
Soarin quickly took the opportunity to add, "If you want, let's just say I'm offering you a job. It will not interfere with your work now. You were in college? College also will not be disturbed."
"Do I look like I'm in need of a job?" Asked Rainbow flatly. "Or needed money?"
Soarin was silent. He looked at Rainbow from head to toe. No, this girl already had a job and from the way she dressed, she does not look poor.
"No," Soarin admitted. "Tell you what, I'll give you anything you want if you're willing to help me."
"Just to take pictures with you?" Asked Rainbow Dash to make sure.
"That's the plan," said Soarin for sure. He began to feel insecure. What it being considered? Well, maybe it is because basically Rainbow Dash is not one of his fans. So, no wonder that the girl was not enthusiastic about this idea.
Suddenly a phone rang. Automatically, Soarin reached into the inside pocket of his jacket. At the same time Dash also reached into her handbag which was on the table. It turned out that the girl's cell phone had rang. Soarin remembered he and Dash have same ring tone and phone. Perhaps one of them should change the ring tone.
Rainbow Dash looked at her cell phone, opened the fla, but immediately closed it again without answering first. Curiosity in Soarin grew when he saw the girl remove the battery and put it in the bag. Who called her? There wasn't any expression on her face. But it looked like she did not intend to provide an explanation for her actions just now.
"Do you want to help?" Soarin finally asked after they were both silent for a moment.
The girl looked up and stared at Soarin. "Well, as long as my face is not visible."
Air around Soarin felt lighter. He exhaled slowly and smiled in relief. Rainbow Dash was not as difficult as expected. If you just keep her identity secret, he could understand it. This girl certainly did not want to deal with reporters.
"Thank you. I hope you will not tell others about our deal, even your parents. I do not want to create a worse scandal. I can trust you, right?"
"Um, I understand," said Rainbow Dash agreed. But when he saw her eyes were slightly glazed, Soarin not sure if she really understood him.
At that moment the door opened and they both turned. It was Ben Bear. The manager looked at them both with a look of wonder, then after a moment his face brightened.
"Hey, you were from yesterday?" Said Ben as he approached Dash.
Soarin grinned. "Ben, she is willing to be my girlfriend."
The manager's smile vanished. "What do you mean?"
"You said yesterday…about the picture…I've thought about it," said Soarin, still smiling. "We just do it. She is been willing to help. It's exactly like your plan you proposed yesterday. "
Ben Bear looked confused. "About yesterday…?" He paused, "God, are you serious?"
"I'll explain further later," said Soarin, patting the shoulder of his manager. "We have continue our work first. Are not we here because I have to try all these clothes?"
Rainbow finished her work and was out of the boutique with shaky steps, semiconscious. Her job for clothes for Soarin was already finished, but her brain was still lagging behind most of the time in the boutique. She walked with a slow pace, veering down the road, then stopped herself.
"What have I done?" She asked herself while holding cheek with one hand.
Rainbow Dash had tried hard to calm down because her heart was pounding. Since she had fought her nervousness, it was not seen by the two men. She felt awkward when Soarin explained his plan to the manager while he was trying on clothes.
The manager had hesitated. It was a lot to ask of Rainbow Dash, and he repeatedly stressed that this problem should not be to be known by others. Of course, Dash understood. Quietly, listening to Ben Bear, Dash only watched. He had a pleasant way of speaking, a charming smile and friendly eyes. Dash knew Ben wondered why she would help Soarin, but he pretended to act dumb. At first Dash was somewhat hesitant to offer Soarin her help, but finally her curiosity won. She's convinced herself it was the right path. This may be her opportunity to get answers to questions that had been haunting her…
Anyways, according to the offer, it was not difficult. She just needed to be photographed with Soarin. Not a problem. She could do it. She was aware this agreement would mean she met him often, but this was not a problem, yet she did not feel anything for that artist. Another value, that she often shared, she will know and understand why her close friends and also many other women are be crazy about him.
"All right," she said to herself. "I can do it. Oh my gosh! I forgot to ask for an autograph for Spit."
Dash reached into her purse for her phone, but then stopped. Should I not tell Spit that I met Soarin today? She would be upset because I forgot to ask for an autograph. But it certainly would be more upsetting if she knew I was hiding about this meeting…
Dash continued to look for her cell phone in her purse and found it and the battery which she had separated. Suddenly she was reminded that Thunderlane had called. Hopefully Thunderlane would understand why she didn't accept the call. Uh…wait, come to think of it, why should she feel guilty? The whole experience, when Thunderlane is calls, is certainly not for important things.
Why does he still continue to reach her? Wasn't Thunderlane the one who had broken up with her?
Dash put her batteries back in her phone and was about to contact Spitfire when she remembered her promise. Aah…right, I've made a promise to Uncle Ben I would not tell it to others.
She put the cell phone back into her purse, then she looked up at the blue sky and muttered, "All right, Dash. Hopefully you do not regret your decision."
Now she had to go home and sleep. She had promised to meet them tonight…
> Chapter 3
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	"Rainbow Dash, your cap should be lowered a little more. Your face should be closed, "Ben Bear command.
Dash mumbling unclear, handing the phone in her hand to Soarin, then pulled down her red hat. "At this rate, i can not see anything," she sighed. "Uncle is actually no where? He was telescoped us or something? "
She and Soarin was in Soarin car, parked in the front parking lot of the building where Ben Bear works. It was ten o'clock at night and the atmosphere in the parking was deserted. Soarin wearing a black hat and sunglasses sitting behind the wheel, Dash sat beside him, while Ben Bear watched them out of nowhere. All communication is via mobile phone. They are ready to run the first phase of the plan.
Soarin put the phone to his ear and said, "It can started."
He closed the phone and looked at Rainbow Dash who was tidying her hair braids. "About a minute we're out," he said curtly.
"So we just need to get out of the car, stylish briefly, then went back to the car?" Asked Dash to make sure.
Soarin nodded. He just silent, then, "Well, it looks like Ben was ready with his camera. We are coming out now. "
They both got out of the car and began to walk side by side.
"How far?" Asked Soarin.
Dash turned and realized Soarin was commenting on the distance between them is too far away. "Why? I think this is already quite close. "
"People will not believe I have a special relationship with you if you stand that far."
She stopped walking and turned facing Soarin. "I think like this is tolerable. We don’t need to cuddle so that people believe we have a special relationship, right? "
Soarin gave a short laugh. "What was tolerable? Your body and your ways are so stiff like a robot. "
Dash remained silent.
Soarin stared back at her, then said, "We have to do something."
Dash surprised when Soarin stepped toward her. "What are you doing?" She asked, but was so nervous she couldn't move from where she stood.
Soarin standing right in front of her. Rainbow realized how she was so short compared to men. Her head had to look up if she wants to see the face of Soarin.
"Hey, Soarin Skies, what do you actually want?" Asked Dash once again when after a while Soarin just stand there without doing anything. She could not see Soarin expression clearly because the man was wearing sunglasses, but Dash could see his lips formed a smile.
"Me? Just give a good pose for our pictures, "he said casually, then he retreated.
Dash snorted softly. "Very funny."

"Mission accomplished," Dash said when they were seated back in the car. "Hhhh ... tired. Really hard work. "
Soarin smiled faintly hear the joke from Dash. The girl can turned out to be a joke too. Soarin sure exactly Dash are friendly, although this time she was more often to be stiff and distant, even sometimes tend to be cold. However it was only natural considering they do not know each other too.
"I feel like I'm playing a movie," Dash added. "Maybe I should be an actress. What do you think?"
"Keep dreaming," said Soarin as he started the engine.
At that time the phone rang. They both simultaneously seek their phones. The ringing phone was Soarin.
"You should change your cell phone ring tones," Dash muttered as she put the phone back into her pocket.
"Why should I? You are the one who changing it, "said Soarin before answering the phone. "Yes, Ben ... Already?"
Suddenly Dash phone rang as well. Without seeing who is calling, Dash immediately answered. "Hello?"
Soarin saw the girl sighed and let go of her red hat. Who call her? Reverie in his mind were dashed when he realized Ben repeatedly mentioned his name in the phone.
"Eh, what, Ben? ... Oh, okay. See you tomorrow, "said Soarin before closing the phone.
"Me? Now? Being outside, "Dash said with a casual tone.
Soarin watched Dash raised eyebrows when she was listening to the answers to those on the other side.
"Soon I will back home. If there is nothing to talk about, we talk later. I'm busy now. "Dash hung up.
"Call from whom?" Asked Soarin.
Dash turned to him. "Friend," said the girl, then change the subject. "We're done now? What did uncle say? "
Soarin looked at Dash with a frown. "Uncle?" he asked, surprised. "Why do you call Ben "uncle"? He's not that old. If I still wouldn’t be willing to  called he "uncle"." 
Dash was about to open her mouth to reply when Soarin added, "But it's up to you. Just call him "uncle" or whatever you want. Ben will not mind. He is not a person who likes to bother to problems like this. As long as you do not call him "aunt". "
Dash took a breath and cleared her throat "So what did uncle say?" She asked again.
"He said maybe the photos will appear tomorrow in the tabloids," said Soarin. But then the next words seemed addressed to himself, "Must be again ready to face reporters. But at least my reputation will be like before ... "
Soarin turned and found Dash was looking at him quizzically. "What? What’s wrong?"
"Can I ask you something?" Asked Dash somewhat hesitant.
"What?"
"Actually ... you're gay or not?"
Soarin took off his glasses and stared Dash in disgust.
Without waiting for an answer, Dash waved. "Oh, well, I’ll not ask again. You're gay or not is not my concern. "

Like Ben plan, Monday the photos already appear in the tabloids. Dash entered the lecture hall when Spitfire ran toward her.
"Hey,Dashie!" Said Spitfire in a booming voice.
Dash blinked in confusion, then after recovering from her surprise, she grumbled, "I told you many times not to call my nickname. Did "Rainbow Dash" too hard to say? "
"And I told you many times that I don’t like call your full name," said Spitfire then continued, "Now it is not important. Look at this! "She waved the tabloid right in front of Dash's face.
"What is this?" Asked Dash. She had to step back in order to see clearly what her friend want to shown.
"Soarin have a girlfriend!" This time the yell of Spitfire so hard that make Dash  jump.
Dash saw in front page tabloid and held her breath. She read the headline "SOARIN AND HIS GIRLFRIEND?" Printed in large size. Under the heading, there are three picture with Soarin. The photos were a bit blurry, but why Dash felt herself look so obvious?
The first photograph shows the two of them in the car. Soarin was holding the steering wheel and turned to her with a smile. Dash herself is also being turned to the man with the head tilted so the face was covered with red hat. When will they pose like that? Dash did not remember.
The second photo was taken when they walked together. The photo was taken a little bit sideways so Dash body closed by Soarin. Dash noticed the picture and frowned. They do not stand as close as that she remembered it, but perhaps the direction of taking a picture which caused them to look closely.
The third photo is when Soarin standing right in front of her and so close, Dash herself upright with her head looking up at him. Again, the angle of the photo makes it look nice photo and Dash face somewhat closed. Plus Soarin was smiling in that photo. Inevitably Dash amazed at Ben Bear. It turns out Uncle smart shooting.
"You see? Did you see? "Spitfire obviously visibly upset and a little hysterical. "It was during this time Soarin already had a lover. Who is she? Artist? You know, all the fans were in shock at the moment. "
Dash somewhat relieved because Spitfire does not realize that she was the one in the photo along with Soarin. She folded the tabloid back, give it back to Spitfire, then said, "Why upset? Is not this actually proves Soarin is not gay? "
Spitfire silent and weigh. "But if you see him with another woman, my heart feels ... ouch," she said with a pleading face. Dash giggled.
"But ... perhaps this girl is not his girlfriend," said Spitfire suddenly.
"What makes you think so?"
"It could be the case at the time like with your case. Soarin just drive and there is no any relationship between you. Besides everyone knows reporters like this to exaggerate the problem. "
Dash quickly turned and found her friend being looked confident. "But I think that this is true. In writing this article even exist reliable sources stating Soarin already has a girlfriend, right? After all if you think about it, is not this a good thing? I mean, for fans like you, most importantly the Soarin is not gay.... "
Because the disappointed expression of Spitfire has not changed, Dash added, "You also do not need to be hysterical. Even if the woman in this picture is his girlfriend, is still a possibility they parted. You just pray that they quickly parted. "
"You can say that because you're not fans! I once wondered who the woman was. Here also was not told who she is .... "Spitfire sighed. Suddenly she clapped her hands and said excitedly, "but you right. It's okay, definitely caught soon. She had to break up with my Soarin! "
Dash shook and hold amused. But before her smile subsided, Spitfire had said, "but there was something strange. Take a look at these pictures, Dashie. Why do they both not touch? Perhaps it is not that important, but I mean, people going out instead like to hold hands when walking together? "

Soarin was in Ben Bear office. He holds a tabloid that contains photographs with Dash.
"Ben turned out to be good at taking pictures," said Soarin, smiling.
Ben Bear just shrugged accept the compliment. "I think our plan is quite successful because from the office in the morning we already flooded with calls asking for certainty and an interview with you."
"Hope she saw it?" Asks Soarin at tabloid, putting it on the table.
"Rainbow Dash? of course because people will talk about her, "said Ben. He grabbed it and observe tabloid photographs of Soarin and Rainbow Dash. "She did very well, right? The girl is quiet, easy to work with. Good thing she's not one of your fans, so she was not hysterical or anything like that. " Soarin just shrugged.
Ben Bear said quietly as muses. "Yes, the girl who is quiet. Even maybe too quiet ... Do not you think she is too easily consent? "
Soarin shrugged again. "Not really," he replied.
"She did not ask anything in return?" Said Ben Bear again.
Soarin remember. "No."
"Strange," muttered Ben. Having said that, the phone on his desk rang. While the manager answered the phone, Soarin weigh whether he should call Dash. Shortly finally he pulled out his phone and hit the number nine.

Dash and Spitfire was walking on the campus while talking about Soarin and his mysterious girlfriend when Dash heard her name called.
They both looked back and saw the tall man was trotted toward them.
Spitfire elbowed Dash arm and whispered, "What does he want?"
Dash frowned and shook, signs do not know.
The man stopped in front of the two of them smiling broadly. "Hello, coincidence to see you here. Want to have lunch? Come, my treat. "
Spitfire grimace. "Coincidence, what?"
"Thunderlane, what are you doing here?" Asked Dash.
"No particular reason," said Thunderlane carefree, as if not aware of the girl's curt tone. "I think because we was long not seen each other, not hurt us to have lunch together and talking, right?"
"Where your girlfriend?" Asked Spitfire suddenly. "She does not get angry if you were having lunch with two women? By the way, are you still with the girl that time, right? Or a new one? "
Thunderlane's face flushed and he was a bit embarrassed when answered, "Oh, she had business elsewhere. Come on, I’m free. Anyway I want to talk with you two. Okay?"
Dash and Spitfire sighted. They know they can not escape without being rude to men like Thunderlane.
They went into a small restaurant that had often they go. They had just sat down at an empty table when Dash heard her cell phone ringing. She looked at her cell phone screen. She did not recognize the phone number listed there.
"Hello?"
"Did you see?"
"What?" In confusion Dash stared at her cell phone, and then back in her ear. "Who is this?"
Male on the other side grunt annoyed. "You did not know?"
"No."
Quiet for a while, and then the voice said flatly, "It Soarin Skies."
Dash snapped and instantly looked at Spitfire and Thunderlane alternately. The two of them were so involved looking at her with a questioning look. Just then the waitress came and asked for the order.
Dash looked away and said in a low voice on the phone, "Oh, it's you. What’s wrong?"
Dash heard Soarin breath on the other side. "Have you seen the picture?" His tone had returned to normal.
"Already," said Dash. "Then, how? "
"This afternoon I was there for an interview."
"Dash, do you want to eat something?" Asked Thunderlane suddenly.
Dash turned and replied, "Whatever. Just order it for me. "
"You're not alone?" Said Soarin.
"I was eating with my friends."
"Hey, why not say so? You can dismantle our plans. "
"Why, why get angry? You didn’t ask first, and anyway I'm not saying anything to anyone. "
Soarin paused, then said, "Tonight at seven meet us at Ben house. And nobody know. Understand?"
Dash's face turned upset, but she said, "Yes, yes, understand. But where his home? "
Dash took out a piece of paper and a pen from her bag. Having noted the address of Ben Bear as mentioned Soarin, she closed the phone and found Spitfire and Thunderlane was watching.
"From whom?" Asked Thunderlane.
"Friend," said Dash lightly with a small smile. "The food is already order?"

Soarin phone shut dreamily. "You've asked her to come to my place tonight?" Said Ben interrupted his reverie.
"Already," he said quietly.
"You also do not arrive late tonight," said manager while wearing a suit. "Let's go to have lunch. What do you want to eat?"
"Ben," called Soarin suddenly.
"What?"
"You did find information about Rainbow Dash. Have you checked whether she has a boyfriend or not? "
"So what?"
"That was when I called her, she was with man. If she had a boyfriend, her boyfriend will find out about us. "
Ben Bear think. "Tonight we can ask it directly on Rainbow Dash. Come on, we went to eat and then you have to get ready for the interview. "

"So you've said to the reporter?" Asked Dash, pinching a piece of grilled meat with chopsticks and put it into her mouth.
The three-Soarin, Ben Bear, and herself-had gathered in an apartment of Ben Bear, large and luxurious. When Dash arrived, the two men begin grilling the meat. Ben Bear said this dinner is thanking for Dash help.
"You can read for yourself in the newspaper," said Soarin while tossing and turning pieces of meat on the grill.
Dash grimaced, then turned toward Ben who was sipping beer. "Uncle don't want eat?" She asked when she saw that he did not hold chopsticks.
Ben reach chopsticks and said, "Rainbow Dash ..."
"You can just call me Dash," Dash interrupted quickly and looked Ben Bear and Soarin turns.
Soarin snorted softly, but did not answer.
Ben cleared his throat and continued, "Okay, if you do not mind. Dash, it seems like I've never been asked, but do you have a boyfriend? "
Dash choked at Ben question. "Boyfriend?"
Ben said quickly, "I do not intend to interfere in your personal matters, but if you really have a boyfriend, it can be rather difficult. You could not hide it from him. "
Dash nodded slowly. "Oh," she murmured. "Calm down, I do not have a boyfriend."
"This afternoon when I call you, don’t you're with your boyfriend?" Soarin replied.
Dash turned to him. "This afternoon? Aah ... he's not my boyfriend. "
"Sounds like a boyfriend," Soarin insisted.
Dash looked at the two men with narrowed eyes. "All right," she finally said. She put her chopsticks on the table. "Because you're suspicious, I'll tell the truth."
"He's your boyfriend?" Asked Soarin directly.
"No," Dash asserted. "Me and he had been in touch, but that relationship is over eight months ago."
"And then your relationship is still good?" This time Ben asked.
"It's hard to say," said Dash somewhat confused. She frowned. "Actually, after the split, we not meet again. Then about a month ago he began to call me. I don’t know what he wants. "
"That means he wants to get back to you," said Soarin. "Why did you broke up with him  at that time? It was also that we should know. "
Dash raised eyebrows. "Who said I’m the one who asking broke up? He himself asked broke up of me because he was interesting to other women. "
Both men looked at her quizzically. Is that view due to compassion? Dash was felt she'd been very sad. Boyfriend who she believes left her for another woman.
"Don’t look at me like that. I’m alright. First I was sad, but I'm not the kind of hysterical women. There are many things that can make me happy. Many…"
Have felt awkward talking about her personal problems at the two men, before Dash could stop herself, her lips babbled, "Mmm, I love listening to music, like potato chips, flower, fireworks, rain, and stars. it's can to calm me down, I eat a lot of chips and I often buy flowers for myself. It may sound weird, but instantly i feel better. "
"Then why now he is approaching you again?" Demanded Soarin.
Dash shrugged. "Hell if I know."
"Could it be that he has parted with his girlfiend?" Said Ben.
Dash tilted his head. "Apparently not."
"How about you?" Asked Soarin staring Dash curiously.
Dash met his gaze. "What do you mean by that?"
"You're still expecting him?"
Dash paused, then she tapped her chopsticks to the plate and said, "Do not talk anymore. The important thing is now I do not have a boyfriend and would not be problem for you both. Come, eat again. "
Soarin still looked dissatisfied, but this time Dash managed to control her mouth. After all, she's only familiar with both men, it was not comfortable discussing personal problems with them.
Dash cleared her throat to divert the topic, then asked, "Then what the next plan? Uncle will photo us again? "
Ben shook his head. "No. For this moment you should relax first. Although you have to keep ready in case we suddenly need your help. "
"I understand," said Dash. " you both is the boss."
"Oh yes, Saturday Soarin will throw a fan meeting to promote his new album," said Ben suddenly. "You want to come?"
Dash choking and coughing. Chopsticks slipped from her hand and fell to the floor. Dash picked up the chopsticks fall and held it out to Ben. "Sorry, I think I ate too hastily," she said, rubbing her palms were wet with cold sweat.
"No need to be greedy like that," said Soarin. Did not help.
Dash ignored him and ask Ben, "Meet the fans? Just like last time?"
Soarin stunned staring at the roast meat. Dash knew he was shocked about the last fan meeting was doing before taking a break from the world of celebrity.
"No, not like before," Ben quickly interrupted before Soarin mood changed for the worse. "This time it was not as busy as before. We will limit the number of spectators. How? You want to come? "
"Oh I see? Hmmm ... "Dash received a new chopsticks outstretched Ben. "I may come?"
Soarin sniffed and sipped his drink, Ben apparently too late to save the situation. "Why did you come? Did you include the fans? "
"Indeed not," Dash replied bluntly, then clamping the grilled meat and put it into her mouth. She saw Soarin looking at her with wonder, as if waiting for her to give a answer.
Somehow Dash feel uncomfortable with the way Soarin looked at her, she clucked. "Well, I'm not come. Anyway I'm tired of looking at you. Oddly enough, why my friends are so fond you? "
Soarin opened his mouth to reply to comments Dash, but Ben rush mediate, "Don’t say like that. I'll give you two tickets. Come with your friends on Saturday. You have never heard Soarin singing, right? "
Dash grimaced and looked at Soarin devouring grilled meat with disgust. "Actually, once. On television ..., "she said.
After a while Dash decided to soften, "How? May i come? Who knows after going to the show, I was able to see what is not seen so far. Who knows the future I can understand why so many people like you. "
Soarin looked at her and sighed. "Come if you want. But do not try do anything."
Dash smiled wickedly, suddenly she felt teased Soarin is a fun activity, and said, "Okay, you want me to pretend to be one of your fans are the most fanatical? I can run toward you and hold you tight. Then screaming call your name. Soarin Skies! I love you! That which is usually done by your fans, right? "
"Maybe you should not come," said Soarin, putting down his chopsticks loudly. "Correct. Don’t come! "
Dash wagged her index finger. "You were already agreed. Shouldn’t be withdrawn. Anyway my friend Spitfire is fan of yours. I've felt bad about having to hide this issue from her. She was eager to get your signature. So, I would ask her to show your fans see you on Saturday. "
Soarin could only sigh. "Yes, yes, it's up to you."

> Chapter 4
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"Ben, today there is no work schedule, right? ... Okay, bye. "
Soarin realising his earphones from his ears and back focusing on the road.
"It seems that the campus is here," he muttered to himself as he stopped the car on the roadside. He opened his cell phone and suddenly stopped.
He saw Dash through the car window. She was walking out the campus gates along with tall man. Soarin continued to observe them when the man opened the door of his car for Dash and she entered.
Soarin close the phone, threw it into the seat beside him, then turned the car around to follow their car.
Apparently they don’t go far. The white car stopped in front of the cafe and the two of them get down. Soarin stopped the car across the road and remain silent in the car. He saw Dash and the man went into the cafe and, fortunately, sit at table near the window. From his car, Soarin could see them clearly. The man did not stop smiling and talking, Dash also often smiling and occasionally respond to the man.
Soarin grabbed his cell phone and press the number nine. And he hear the voice of operator, Soarin immediately shut down cell phone with loud flap.
"Why her cell phone turned off?" He asked irritably.

Soarin watched Dash smiling to the waiter that deliver their drinks. He looked away and then asked himself with a tone of wonder, "Why would I care?"
He started the engine and run the car with the rough so that the wheels squeaked.

"You want to go home? How about i drive you back? "
Dash shook her head and smiled. "No, Thunderlane. I don't want to go home yet. "
Thunderlane stood beside the white car and asked again, "Then where you want to go? I can take you there. "
Dash shook her head again. "No need. You must be busy. Just go now. "
Because he couldn’t persuade Dash, Thunderlane finally waved and got into the car.
Dash watched the white car rounded the corner and exhales. She turned and started to walk slowly. Remembering her phone which she had shut down, she reached into the bag and find it, turn on. Suddenly her cell phone rang.
"Hello?" She said, after put the phone to her ear.
"It's me," said the voice on the other side.
"Soarin?" Dash was somewhat surprised to hear the sound of Soarin.
"Where are you now?" Asked Soarin quickly.
"I ... oh ..." Dash looked around.
"Wait there." Then without waiting for an answer, Soarin immediately disconnects. Dash looked at her cell phone with puzzled. Weird guy. Wait here? Why? He wants to come?
Dash is considering whether she should wait while standing on the edge of the road or go into the cafe when a red car stopped right in front of her. Car window was lowered and Dash leaned to look into it. She saw Soarin dark glasses sat behind the wheel.
"Come in," said the Soarin. Dash snorted softly heard commanding tone in Soarin, but she got too into the car.
"How can quickly you come? Are you were there around here early? "Asked Dash lightly when they were driving on the road.
Soarin did not answer, just mumbling unclear.
"Why looking for me? We should take a picture again? "Dash asked again, looking at her companion were somehow a little strange today.
Looks like Soarin could not hold back the emotion anymore since he started to sputter. "I'm trying to reach than before. Why your cell phone is turned off? Did not Ben told you had to be ready at all times in case we reach you? "
Dash looked at Soarin with annoyance. "Well, I'm sorry. I was recently re-enable mobile. But now that you've managed to reach me, right? "
"You were what that could not even answer your phone?" Asked Soarin while still looking straight into the street.
"With my friend," said Dash, then change the subject. "Why are you looking for me? Where are we going?"
Dash saw Soarin slightly hesitated a moment, then the man said, "I'd forgotten what I wanted to say after waiting too long. But should you accompany me to buy something. "
"What do you want?"
"A gift to the fans," said Soarin, looking at Dash a moment, then turned back to the street. "To be present in a fan meeting event on Saturday."
"To everyone?"
"No, only for select."
"Ooh." Dash nodded. "Why must you? I think the artist did not buy himself a gift for the fans. I thought those things were taken care by others. "
"I prefer to buy their by myself. By chance you're not busy, you could help. "
Dash turned quickly. "Hey, who's say I'm not busy? Two hours I have to meet with Miss Rarity. Moreover according to the agreement, we will only take pictures together. Never mentioned about i must accompany or help you do anything. "
"Isn't the beginning I have said, let's assume this deal with me to offer you a job. You do not refuse. So basically, you're now working for me. Is not that so? "Said Soarin, smiling. "Miss Rarity is your problem,do not worry. You will be able to see her in time. I told you I was not going to interfere with your work there. "

Dash felt no need to tell Soarin that she was with  Thunderlane. However, the problem with Thunderlane is a private matter that has nothing to do with Soarin and Ben Bear. Plus the fact that the meeting with Thunderlane had only a brief conversation with nothing special.
Soarin stopped the car in front of a clothing store that looks luxurious, one of Cloudsdale's trendiest district, filled with upscale restaurants and shops of the famous designer clothing. Dash knew those store. Sometimes she stopped and admired the clothes on display in the window, but never once she set foot in the store. She did not need to go into the store to know that the price of clothings because in the store must be expensive, just like boutique Miss Rarity. One of the popular shopping district. Prices of goods in here is not much different from the price of goods in boutique Miss Rarity, but Dash feels more comfortable because it was used to shop there.
Dash leaned forward and watched the building. "Hey, you want to go in there? Did not matter if you recognize by people here? What about me? I don't want to be seen with you. "
Soarin release his seatbelt and sighed. He stared at Dash with frown, then said, "I am not a prisoner. After all what's the point if you don't want to be artist to be known people? "
Dash still does not intend to release the seat belt. "Oh I see? You feel happy when people recognize you, so hysterical and fainted in front of you? "
"People are not going to pass out when they saw me," said Soarin. "You just take it easy. I know the owner of this shop. She did not ask many questions. I often here with my manager and staff. And about you ... let's say you're a member of my staff. "
Soarin opened the door and started to move from the chair when he stopped and turned to Dash again. "Wait a minute. You were really members of my staff. You work for me, isn't it? Come on, get down. "
Dash shrugged, releasing the seat belt and get out of the car.
"Actually, what you want to buy?" Asked Dash confused. She browsed the items sold in the store and she was right, the price is not at all cheap.

"I don't know," said Soarin, taking off his sunglasses. "What if you selected for me. Come on. "
"Hey, Soarin!"
Dash and Soarin look over. It turns out that the voice belonged to the handsome man. Dash had seen the man. But where? Ah! On television. The man was the commercials sportswear. No more mistake.
"How are you, Wave?" Soarin greeting and patted his back.
Dash hide away from there and let the two men were talking. If not mistaken, she was never heard Soarin is good friend with Wave Chill. Although she stood at a distance and hidden behind a rack of clothes, she could still hear clearly the conversation the two men.
"Hey, you change your number, huh?" Dash heard Wave Chill asked Soarin.
"No. Why?"
"A few days ago I called you, but the one who answered is a woman voice and she says she doesn't know you."
Dash shut her mouth with one hand. She remembered that day, the day when her cell phone and Soarin swapped. At that time she thought the man was a wrong number. Dash turned her gaze toward Soarin, wondering how to answer him.
"You must have the wrong number. Number remained as it used to be, "He said quietly, smiling.
"Then is probably i got wrong number," Wave insisted. "But never mind, it's not a problem. My sister kept asking how you are doing. She said haven't see you around here. "
"Sorry. I was a bit busy lately. "
Wave stared Soarin searchingly. "Oh yes, I just remembered. Why did not you tell me? "
Soarin raised eyebrows. "About what?"
"Girlfriend."
Dash holding her breath.
Soarin looks confused. "Girlfriend? What Girlfriend-Aah... "
What the hell? Dash felt annoyed. Soarin always worry Dash will divulge their secrets, but now he almost unload everything.
Wave laughed. "How come someone forget his girlfriend?"

Soarin laughed. "Next time will tell you. Now there a customer need help. Go, no need serve me. "

"Hey, that was Wave Chill, right?" Asked Dash when Soarin was at her side.
"Mmm. So what? "Soarin countered.
"Apparently he's handsome," said Dash. "I can not believe I get to see the original. I should've asked for autographs, who knows Spitfire want. "
Soarin looked at her, then muttered quietly. "To your friend or ..."
"Hm?"
"Ah, no .... Has chosen something? "He said. Doesn't he wanted to choose their own, protested Dash, but Soarin already walked away. Dash allowed herself a few moments looking at the figure behind Wave away, then turned follow Soarin who has climbed to the second floor of the store.
"Are this his store?" Asked Dash again after successfully followed Soarin.
"What?" Soarin busy look accessories there.
"I mean, this shop belonged to Wave?"
"Actually belonged to his sister, but Wave often here to help her," said Soarin. Then he suddenly turned and looked at Dash. "Why asking?"
Dash gaze Soarin without feeling guilty. "Just curious. Uh, you know who else? The soccer Rapidfire? Bother Sreak? "
Soarin sighed loudly and hips. "If the great lady not forget, are you here to help me choose something!"
Dash pout. "Okay, okay. What if brooch? "She said, pointing to rows of beautiful brooch on display in a glass case.
"I've given a brooch to the fans at last meeting," said Soarin.
"Aah, that's right." Dash nodded while continuing to observe the brooch. "It has been so ..."
A few seconds passed without a response, even so Dash felt Soarin was looking at her. Dash lifted her head and looked at him. Ah, it seems she was wrong, Soarin was looking the other way.
"What?" Asked Dash.
Soarin turned and pointed to the cap. "There."
Dash follow him, but when she passed one of the mannequins, steps suddenly stopped. Dash's eyes fixed on long scarf who applied on the mannequin. Plaid scarf black-and-white look good. Dash reached out and touched the scarf.
"What are you doing here?" Suddenly Soarin was standing behind her.
Dash looked back and said, "See this scarf. It's good, isn't it?"
"Do you think is good?" Asked Soarin.
Dash stroked the scarf. "Of course. I love the motifs and colors. "
Soarin releasing the scarf and wear it on the mannequin. He walked to the mirror and dressed themselves. Dash followed after muttering to herself, why Soarin were trying to wear it?
"It's great," Soarin admitted. "Suits me, isn't it?"
Dash went to see the shadow of Soarin in the mirror and had to admit he does look cool with a scarf.
"Suitable. You can wear them in the event meet your fans, "says Dash while looking away.
"That sounds good," said Soarin and spun from the mirror. "Then about a gift for the fans, I think should just bought they a hat. What do you think?"

> Chapter 5
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"LUCKILY we can get these tickets. Seating in the front row! You know, the tickets are sold out in hour! But I guess it's not strange news. It has been four years since Soarin did not release album, so I'm sure this album definitely great, "said Spitfire. "Do I have to call Miss Rarity and say thank you?"
"Ah, do not worry. I've been grateful to her, "Dash said quickly.
Ben fulfill his promise and give two tickets to Dash. Of course Dash immediately invited Spitfire and therefore she had to make up a story about the origin of the tickets. She told to Spitfire that Miss Rarity is who presented the ticket for her because it was completing the job perfectly. Seriously! If Miss Rarity never as good as it is on the person, her name was certainly not Miss Rarity. But Spitfire was not at all suspicious of the story.
They arrived at a conference held fan and saw hundreds of young girls crowding at the entrance. Turns loyal fans Soarin aplenty. They carry large banners, balloons, and board cartons bearing the name Soarin. Dash still do not understand why people were so crazy about Soarin although she had spent time with him this past week. She wondered if she would feel strange to see Soarin stand on stage and sing.
"This time they limit the number of spectators," chirps Spitfire. "Fan meeting event previously less crowded."

Dash turned away from the crowd of fans Soarin to her friend. "Is it true?"
Spitfire nodded firmly. "Of course. I also came to the event that had the fan meeting. Gee, who came aplenty. You can not imagine it. At that time I got hard to breathe. No wonder that a lot of fans who fainted on the show, instead there is one death. Have i mention, right? You remember, Dash? "
Dash nodded and thoughtfully. "I've heard about it, but because i had never attended event like this, I do not know what the atmosphere is like."
Spitfire smiling and holding Dash arms. "Although the number of viewers has been reduced, I'm sure they remain wild. You will be able to feel the atmosphere. Oh yes, Soarin still remember you, do not you? "
Dash looked at her in surprise. "You mean?"
Spitfire chuckled. "Is not you got to in his house, he even bring you home? Hey, you remember she! During the show the distribution of signatures later, said you met him before. After that we can certainly talk longer. Yes? Yes? You have to draw attention to us. "
" What? No! I already told you I do not want people to know that night I met him? "Said Dash. "I do not want to get involved such like gossip." Oh yes, she knew exactly her remarks contrast with her decision to help Soarin.
"Then I do not have overt. You can give clues that could make- "
"Spit! We go in, "Dash cut as she quickly pulled Spitfire hand into the building.
The event starts and Soarin appeared accompanied by the screams of fans. Dash somewhat stunned because the fans Soarin really feisty and their screams awesome. Spitfire also screamed and waved his balloon was holding out loud. Seeing his friend like that, Dash cheered and screamed even though her voice was not heard clearly among those fans whine of other, more expert in these matters. Dash saw Soarin standing in front of an audience with a grin and waved hand. He was wearing a black T-shirt, white jacket, white trousers, also black-and-white scarf where he bought with Dash.
Then Soarin began singing and Dash let herself be influenced by the Soarin wild fans. She participated yelling and wagging balloon like Spitfire. Dash admits Soarin singing is good, so she does not have time to think about whether it feels strange to see him on stage.
Soarin sang songs from his new album, interspersed with brief conversation with the audience. The fans kept screaming pleasure, even some who fainted. The next is signature event. Spitfire and Dash stood in line.
Dash see the fans one by one shook hands with Soarin and smiling, happy, some are crying with excitement. A friendly smile from Soarin never left his face. Sometimes he spoke briefly short and joking with some fans. Dash wondered to herself whether he does not feel tired.
When  Dash and Spitfire turn is almost here, Dash could hear the conversation between Soarin and fans. Generally, the fans will be praised and song, then Soarin will thank you politely and kindly, after which it will ask the name of the fan and affix his signature on the CD, a poster, or whatever is presented to him.
When finally Dash stood in front of Soarin, he did not look surprised to see her. Dash tried to act like most Soarin fans.
"Soarin Skies, I love your song," Dash said with passionate. She does not care about Spitfire.
She heard Soarin coughed softly and put a signature on the cover of a CD which she handed. Then with a smile, he returns it to Dash. Dash immediately grabbed and squeezed Soarin hand, making him somewhat surprise.
"Thank you, Soarin Skies. Thank you. I love you, "she cried happily. Inside she burst out laughing seeing the expression of his face.
When walking back to her seat, Dash see Ben Bear stood not far from Soarin. Ben also seen her. Dash bow slightly to greet the reply from Ben with a smile and a thumbs-up. Uncle certainly has seen little scene earlier.
After the signature event is finished, the emcee announced Soarin will share a special prize to ten fans.
"Wow! He will share the prize! What could it be? "Spitfire so excited that has not stopped moving in her seat.
"Hats," said Dash unknowingly.
Soarin standing beside the emcee said he will award ten caps already bought their own. Spitfire head immediately turned to Dash.
"How do you know?" She asked suspiciously.
Dash becomes awkward and hastily said, "Random guess. Usually the artist likes to give a gifts like hat. If it was not a hat or a brooch or even keychains. "
Spitfire smiling. "Maybe you're right. He used to give a gift to his fans brooch. Unfortunately at that time I did not miss out. "
The hats were distributed to fans who qualify. For example when the host asked who brought the official poster Soarin of the first, or the fans who came from far away, and soon. There are also chosen at random by throwing the ball, and whoever caught the ball would get the prize. Everyone had fun including Dash and Spitfire.
"Well, now we just have one last cap," said the host who greeted screams of fans. Whether it screams disappointed or happy because the screams of fans Soarin sounding the same for Dash.
"That's mine!" Said Spitfire out loud, trying to beat the cries of other fans waved both hands toward the host.
"Perhaps you remember, before the event starts we asked you to write your phone number on a piece of paper and put it into a big box over there. You know what that means? "Asked the host.
audible rumbling murmur from the audience as they look to the right-left and wonder.
"I'll explain," said the host again and the atmosphere became silent. "Look, Soarin will select one of the phone numbers in the box at random and he will call the phone number. Whoever cell phone rang later, come forward, and the last cap it would be her. Now you have to hold your phones and make sure your mobile phone is active. "

The spirit of the audience soared and they were busy removing their phones. Dash felt she had become a rabid fan since she was holding her cell phone full of hope as Spitfire.
"Ready? We start then? "Said Soarin welcomed the screams of the fans.
He put his hand into the big box and poking around, and pulled a small piece of paper. The fans are still screaming. Then Soarin issued his own cell phone and opening its flap. The screams of thousands of fans deepened. The emcee had to calm the audience by saying they might not be able to hear the phone ring when everyone kept screaming. Finally back atmosphere of silence, now only heard a whisper here and there.
Soarin pressing the phone button while looking at a small paper in his hand, and pressed the phone to his ear. Small paper was put back into the box.
Seconds to wait so long connected. All roang there staring at their phones hopeful. Suddenly heard a tone.
"Gosh!" Dash cried out in surprise when her phone ringing.
"Dashie, your cell phone!" Spitfire screaming, laughing hysterically.
The audience began to speak out and tell the host Dash stood up and answered her cell phone.
"Miss wearing a blue shirt, trying to answer first. Is it right the call from Soarin? "
Dash actually do not need to answer because the cell phone screen appear the words "Skies", a name she kept for mobile numbers Soarin. It is true that Soarin called her, but Dash kept open flap phone and put it to her ear. Although the atmosphere was boisterous all because people cheering and clapping, she could still hear Soarin on the phone who said, "Hey, come forward."
Spitfire gripping Dash arm and shook her hardly. Dash wonder where strenght came from her friend. Finally, she managed to free herself from her friend and advanced escorted by two guards. Her heart was pounding because for the first time she stand in front of crowds who continued to yell and scream. She leaned back and forth in the direction of the fans are also to reader show on stage.
When Dash was standing in front of Soarin, she realized both Soarin or the host does not hold the cap. She saw the host beckoned to one of the staff who stood in the corner, but a staff member shook his head.
What is this? There is no cap? Dash believes they've bought ten pieces and she had counted nine caps that have been awarded. Certainly remains one hat. Or Soarin playing her.
The emcee looked confused but tried to stay calm. But Soarin suddenly said, "Well, it looks like the last cap missing. I am really sorry. I wonder how?"
The audience fell silent and stared Dash and Soarin with narrowed eyes. Damn. If it was Soarin trick, it's really not funny. She was nervous to be standing in the light like this and now she had to accept the joke from Soarin?
The emcee participated replied, "Yes, sorry. It seems that last cap missing. We're looking for it now. "
Dash felt like a fool, just stand there in front of everyone. She decided should return to her seat. When she turned around, Soarin hold her.
"Wait," he said, smiling apologetically. "Because there is no cap, what if I give you this?"
Soarin release his scarf around his neck and wrapped it around the Dash neck. The audience was again shouting and screaming. Dash looked scarf checkered black-and-white is now wrapped around her neck. She touched the scarf and looked up at Soarin with amazement. He was laughing and laughing in the face of it makes Dash finally smiling.


"Whoa ... you're lucky, Dashie! You did not get a hat, but you've got a scarf he wore. Ouch, ouch, my heart ... If I were you, I would not be able to sleep tonight, "said Spitfire enthusiastic on the way home from the show earlier. They both sat in the back row of the bus that is not too crowded.
"Yes, I was lucky," said Dash agreed, smiling. She kept looking at the scarf wrapped around her neck. Earlier she had thought Soarin was joking with her, but is not so. At first, if the allegations proved true, she intends punching Soarin immediately.

Suddenly Spitfire straightened her back and gripped the arms of Dash. "Wait a minute, Dashie. You got a phone number of Soarin! "
It was not a question and Dash could just blinked in confusion.
Spitfire patted Dash arm and exclaimed, "He had his cell phone contact with your cell phone, so that means in your cell phone right now there must be his number, right?"
"No!" Says Dash quickly. What should she say? "That ... was when I returned to my seat after receiving the prize, Soarin himself who said that mobile phone belonging to one of his staff members. Anyway, think about it, where possible Soarin could carelessly let his cell phone number known to the unknown? "
Spitfire nodded. "It makes sense, too."
Dash sigh and grumbled to herself. Throughout this agreement, Soarin has many problems of its own making, but rather Dash should fix it. Perhaps he need to be punched.
"Hey, let me see your CD signed earlier," asked Spitfire, taking out her own CDs.
Dash eject the CD from the bag and handed it to her friend.
"Look, he wrote" To Spitfire ... from Soarin ', "said Spitfire as she showed it to Dash. She squealed pleased and stroked her CD box. Dash could only shake her friend's behavior. Then Spitfire switch read the writing on the front cover of the CD belongs to Dash. "For Dashie ... from Soarin." She paused, then asked, "Dashie?"
Dash immediately turned. "Why?"
"When were you told him your nick name, huh?" Said Spitfire.
"Oh, that ..." Dash rather think. "Yes, I do."
Spitfire frowned and shook her head. "No no. It looks like you did not even mention your name. "
"The hell?" Said Dash surprised. She began to panic and quickly racked her brain, trying hard to remember events before signature.
Spitfire continued, "I was standing right behind you the time. You just said you like his song."
Dash remembers, but she tried to argue, "Ah, no. I said "How are you? My name is Dashie. Soarin, I love your song ". I'm sure really. If not, where did he know my name? "
Why did her friend this one is so smart anyway? For a moment Dash fear accuracy Spitfire. Eventually, she and Soarin continued to make little mistakes like this, it will run out of excuses.
Spitfire thought, then finally nodded. "True enough huh? It was noisy all the time, so maybe I did not hear it. Never mind, not matter. By the way, the song that he sang was really nice huh? "

"Today's event is success. I said congratulations to you, "said Ben Bear. He and Soarin has returned to the management office. Relieved, he leaned back office chair and stared Soarin happily.
Soarin turned to his manager and smiled. "Indeed. I'm glad we could pass very well, not like the first time. "
"Everything is fine, do not worry," said Ben. He sighed and said, "I know you had called Dash earlier. The number listed in the paper was not  number of Dash, right? "
Soarin laugh. "Indeed. Earlier I intend make a joke, but i change my mind. "
Ben Bear laughed and loosened the knot of his tie. "I have a strange feeling when you asked me to hold the last hat."
Soarin rose from his chair. "Ben where the hat?"
Ben issuing hat from under his jacket and threw it to Soarin.
Soarin catching yellow cloth cap and looking at it. He remembered he and Dash had different opinions about the yellow hat on this one. According to Dash was nice hat, while he thinks too light yellow. But now in retrospect, this yellow hat is not bad.
"Ben I go home," he said, waving the yellow hat.
"Yes, rest a lot. Next week's schedule is very solid, "Ben warned.

> Chapter 6
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Her cell phone was still ringing. Dash doubt she should answer it or not. She had seen the letters appear on the screen. Miss Rarity. Today is Sunday and Dash not work. Why her boss calling her? But Dash also know that if she still not answered, Miss Rarity will continue to call her until the sea dries.
Finally she gave up and reached for her cell phone.
"Hha-hello..." One of the reasons she lazy answer the phone was because her throat was sick and she could not speak as usual. Now her voice almost like a whisper of wind.
On the other side, Miss Rarity's voice sounded shrill. "Gosh, Miss Dash. What happened with your voice, it sound like a ghost? I know, I know, today Sunday. But I had to keep calling for help. Please deliver clothing for Soarin, could you? We are here busy. Yes, busy. Help please? Deliver to his home. You know his home address? Of course not, stupid me. Eeh ... address? Briefly, yes ... Miss Cocoa ... MISS COCOA! Where do I put the address of Soarin home? Please find it for me. Miss Dash, back to our earlier conversation. Look, I'll send Soarin address in massage when I found it later. You can take the clothes from the boutique then went straight to his house? Thank you very much. Miss Dash, you're good. Bye-bye! "
Dash heard the phone is closed. She did not have a chance to speak. If it had the chance, she will not be able to talk a lot. She inhale slowly and exhale slowly as well. Maybe her boss is from the beginning until now cannot be changed.
Dictator, thought Dash as she glared at her cell phone.
These words have often spoken, but she had never actually submitted a letter of resignation. Although Miss Rarity strange and arbitrarily, Dash was able to learn a lot from her. Since She here Dash loves fashion world. So, although the road is not always smooth, she was pleased to be working with famous fashion designers who did not hesitate to teach her many things.
Dash sipped hot tea again and sat curled up on the bed. Already during the day, but she was still reluctant to get up from there. This morning when she woke up, her throat was sore. This may effect all the screams and cries of fans meet yesterday. 
Yesterday she was screaming mightily with thousands of other fans. She wonder why she yelled, she don’t remember. She just kept screaming to enliven the atmosphere. As a result, today whispered just hard!
Dash was just about to fall asleep when she remembered the order from Miss Rarity. As she clicked her tongue in swearing to herself, she got up and change clothes.
Approximately one and a half hour later, Dash was standing at the front door of Soarin house in the area of luxury housing. She can only be amazed in the liver. That night, when she first came there, she is not so concerned about his house. At that times she was frustrated, right? Now the new Dash could see the clear shape of the house is hidden behind the high iron fence.
The house was fairly large, with white walls, a spacious veranda, and a lot of glass windows. Dash loves veranda on the second floor. She raised her hand to shade the eyes from sunlight and looked up watching the house with feelings of pleasure.
Then she reached out and pressed the doorbell.
The next is Soarin voice from intercom.
Dash doubt. She cleared her throat, even though the action was not helpful at all, pressed the intercom button, and mention her name in a hoarse voice.
"What? Who? Sorry, her voice less clear, "Soarin's voice sounded again.

Dash repeat the words with a frown. Supposedly Soarin can see who is standing at the door. Big house like this must include surveillance cameras. Certainly. Why do that man have to make her throat grew sore?
"I still do not understand what you say. But, all right. Come in, Dashie. "
Dash looked away and snorted. Right? Soarin is already know who is standing at the door.
Carrying a few clothes hangers wrapped in plastic, Dash passes through the iron gates that open automatically, then pushed it shut with her foot. She climbed the stairs to the big house.
Soarin was already waiting at the door. The man was wearing a baggy gray sweatshirt and black trousers. His hair was a bit messy because it is not organized. Dash realizes Soarin looked at her from head to foot, and then the man's gaze back to her face. "What is wrong with you? Where does it hurt? "Asked Soarin.
Dash pointed to his neck.
"Have you take medicine?" Asked Soarin again.
Dash smiled and nodded.
Soarin looked at her, then asked, "Why are you here?"
Dash pointed clothes carrying. "Rarity ... try Mhiss hchlothing ..."
Soarin waved. "Gosh ... I can not bear to hear the terrible voice. Come with me, I have medicine for you. Come in."
Dash tried to speak, but her throat was too excruciating. Finally she obeyed. However she could not resist the words of Soarin in this state. Just wait until her voice returned to normal.
Inside the house, she was off her shoes and wearing house slippers shown Soarin.
The inside of the house was laid out neatly. all the furniture and decoration in the house seem luxurious. After putting the clothes on the nearby couch, Dash observe the photographs hanging on the walls. Most photograph  pair of middle-aged men and women. Dash's suspect they are Soarin parents. There are also some photos Soarin as child, adolescent, and at this time.
Dash was so much fun watching the photos to the extent that she is not aware of Soarin was standing next to her.
"What happened with your throat? Yesterday, instead of mediocre? "He asked.
"Yesterdayh ... hfans meethingh ... Secreamh," Dash tried to explain in broken.
Soarin laugh. "Ah, so because yesterday you screaming? Stupid girl. Drink this, "he said, holding the glass of dark brown liquid.
Dash took it uncertainly.
"Do not worry. That is not a drug. Drinking it and throat will get better soon. "
Dash looked at Soarin were walking back to the kitchen. After hesitantly she drank the liquid, which turned out to be pretty good, she again looked around the room. There is a white grand piano in the living room that is not remembered was there when she first came into the house. Dash stroked the piano surface and open the lid. She cannot play instrument, but she likes to listen music. She pressed one piano and smiled to herself.
"Hey, do not touch it."
Dash looked up and saw Soarin walked up to her. She waved told Soarin comes pointing piano.
"What?" Asked Soarin confused after standing near the piano.
"Phlay ith," Dash whispered hoarsely while moving fingers as if playing the piano.
"You want me to play the piano?"
Dash nodded and pulled Soarin and sat in a chair.
Soarin sat down reluctantly and said, "How much do you want to pay?"
"Whhath?" Asked Dash while moving the chin.
"How much do you want to pay for my music?" Soarin repeated.
Dash pushed his shoulder and pointed piano firmly.
"Okay okay. I understand, "said Soarin.
The piano soft voice began to be heard. Dash stood beside the piano, propped her chin on it while looking at the Soarin fingers dancing on top of the piano keys. When the tune played by him finally stopped, Dash clapping.
"Good!" She said, holding the neck. "Eh, it's not too sore again."
Soarin smiles. "I told you is effective medicine."
"Play one more song," asked Sandy.
Suddenly, she heard the phone ring tone. Dash reached into her pants pocket and pulled out her cell phone. The look on her face changed when she saw the screen. She immediately opened the flap phone and walk away from Soarin so he did not hear the conversation.
"Hello? What is it, Thunderlane? "Dash spoke in a low tone. "What? Now? I can not. I'm ... uh ... "
"The call from Ben, huh?" Said Soarin Loud.
Dash jumped and hastily closed the phone by hand. But there's no point, Thunderlane had heard the words clearly.
"Dash, you're with someone?" Asked Thunderlane with a suspicious tone.
Dash widened to Soarin who tried to look innocent, then said quietly, "Yes. I have to go. Bye?"
Dash closed the phone and hips. Soarin are you crazy? If it was Uncle Ben Bear is calling, Dash's impossible to speak in a low voice as before. Strange people!
"Soarin, why are you doing? You want people to know about us? "Asked Dash staring Soarin who rose from the piano.
Soarin did not seem to care. He was just past Dash and said, "I'm up to my room for a while."
Dash looked at the figure of Soarin who climb the ladder quickly, then disappeared. Really weird! Dash shook her head and went back to look around the Soarin house.  People could not  enter into the house of the artist. This opportunity should be utilized as well as possible.
She was watching a baseball bat with a sense of wonder when she heard her cell phone rang again.
Who else? Thunderlane, she said to herself, looking from side to side, looking for the origin of the sound. Earlier she put her cell phone where? Ah, there it is, on the piano.
She ran to the piano and immediately open the flap phones. "Hello?"
"Hello? Who is this? "Asked the female voice on the other side.
Dash frowned. She did not recognize the woman's voice. Then she asked, "Is Rainbow Dash. You want to look for who? "
She did not hesitate when answering, "Is not this Soarin Phone?"
Dash surprised. Gosh! Again she took the wrong phone. She is turning her heads around the room and saw her cell phone lying on the dining room table. How about this?
"Oh ... Yes, this is Soarin phone," said Dash little nervous. "I'll get him."
The woman on the other side suddenly hold. "Wait a minute. You this lady in the photo along with Soarin, Right? "
Dash held her breath and turned toward the stairs, hoping Soarin appear immediately.
"Um ... I ..." Dash really did not know what to say. She was never told how to deal with people who ask about her with Soarin.
"It's okay," the woman's voice turned friendly. "I'm Soarin mother."
Gosh! His mother? This knowledge makes Dash even panic.
"Ah, how are you, Aunt?" Dash said, trying to sound calm even though she fidgeted. Dash then close the phone with her hands and called out Soarin with her voice still a little hoarse. "Soarin!"
She put the phone back to his ear and said, "Soon Soarin will go down."
Soarin's mother laughed softly. "It was nice to hear your voice even though Soarin has not introduced us. The basis of the child. Did you say your name is Rainbow Dash, is not it? Sounds like you have flu. Are you okay?"
"Oh, I fine." Just then she saw Soarin down the stairs, she quickly ran towards him.
"Soarin already here. Feel free to talk to him, "said Dash on the phone, then handed the phone to Soarin.
Soarin took the phone with puzzled. "Who?"
"Your mother," Dash whispered frantically.
Soarin raised his eyebrows in surprise and answered the phone. "Hello, Mom?" Then suddenly he held the phone away from his ear. Even Dash could hear the soarin mother's voice  were shouting loudly.
Soarin finally put the phone back to his ear and said, "Not that I do not want to tell Mom and Dad, just think ... I know ... What? I am at home. Yes alright. Dad will explain to you later. What? … She?"
Dash somewhat confused when the man looked at her.
"Wait a moment," said Soarin, then handed the phone to Dash. Dash looked at Soarin and the phone.
"My mom wants to talk to you," said Soarin, putting the phone into Dash hands. "Is okay."
Dash biting her lip and staring at Soarin. Then she put the phone to her ear and say hello to Soarin mother. She listened to the older woman was briefly nodding and occasionally say "Okay" and "I understand". Finally she said, "bye" and close the phone.
"My mother said what?" Asked Soarin when Dash restore his cell phone.
Dash countered, "What did you tell your mother about me?"
"I have not had time to say about us," said Soarin. "My father saw pictures of us on the internet and my mother called to ask about the truth."
Dash just nodded. "Oh, our pictures are on the internet as well?"
"Then what my mother said to you?" Asked Soarin again.
Dash smiled. "She said I should keep an eye on your food because you often forget to eat when it's busy at work. She said I had to be patient if i face you, especially if you're cranky. She said in fact you're a good boy and would not make me disappointed. Your mother also said she wanted to see me and asked you to take me to Manhattan to meet her. "
Soarin moan. "Annoying. Why she was so good to you? Instead she had just screaming in my ear. "
Dash shrugged. "Maybe she prefers girls. Hey, if not mistaken, your mother is author of the book, huh? I ever read one of her books and I love it. Your mother really thought I was your girlfriend? Well, great. "
Soarin ignoring the words of Dash and asked, "Why do you answer the phone?"
Dash cleared her throat and said, "I thought that my cell phone rang. Earlier. When your phone rings, I think he called again. I told you should to change the ring tone. "
"Who's calling?"
"Friend," Dash said as she looked away. "Oh, look. Already time for lunch. No wonder I'm getting hungry. You also do not eat, right? "
Soarin hips and looked down at the floor. Then he raised his head and said, "Then, we went to eat outside."
"Hey, you want us both to be seen? You want to make my life difficult? "Asked Dash.

"Then, what should we do?"
"We order pizza," says Dash quickly. "For a long time I did not eat the pizza. Okay?"
"Sore throat even want to eat pizza?" Asked Soarin. "You eat porridge."
"My throat was cured," Dash protested.

"When are you going to take me to see your mother?"
Soarin raised his head and stared at the girl who was biting piece of pizza in front of him in surprise. Then Dash laughed and said, "Just kidding. No need confusion so. "
Soarin back eating his pizza without saying anything.
"Last month when you back from Manhattan, did you go to visit your parents?" Dash asked casually.
"How do you know I went to Manhattan last month?" Soarin asked.
Dash shrugged. "Everyone knows," she said. "At the present time, nothing can be hidden celebrity. People have many ways to find out. Of things that are fundamental, for example about the authors mother, father composer, and about their stay in the Manhattan, up to the size of your clothes and how many hours do you sleep at night. "
"Really?" Soarin smiles and adds, "So you think there are no unknown people know about me?"
Dash paused to think. Then, "Uh, no," said Dash firmly.
"What?"
Dash smiled proudly and said, "People do not know you know me."
Ah, she's right. They both have a secret. Somehow this makes Soarin happy.
"I want to ask you," said Soarin suddenly.
Dash looked at him, waiting for his words.
"I want to know who called you," said Soarin. He saw Dash's face changed and he quickly added, "Do not say again he was a friend and do not try to change the subject."
Dash opened her mouth and closed it again. Soarin realized she was wavering.

"He's ex-boyfriend that you tell me last time, right?" Said Soarin carefully.
Dash took a deep breath and exhale. Then she nodded.
Soarin suddenly felt not excited. He asked again, "Why would he call you again after what he did to you?"
Dash shrugged. "I have no idea. I do not understand too. We just chatting, eating, and little things like that. "
Soarin did not realize his voice growing louder. "Then why do you still want to see him?"
Dash look at him in surprise. "I think I ... I ... I do not know."
Soarin could see Dash somewhat confused to answer the question.
"Until now ... you still like him?" The words were spilling out of Soarin mouth  inevitably. Then, without realizing it, his body tense waiting for his answer.
Dash hesitated, then finally said, "Maybe."
"What?"
Dash looked at him somewhat confused. "Maybe," she said again. "Maybe I still have feelings for him. I have no idea."
Soarin suddenly found it hard to breathe. His eyes fixed on the table but blank. His mind is also empty.
Then he heard Dash again. "It's personal problems and has nothing to do with you and Uncle. No need to worry. I promise not to say anything about you two on that person. I'm a person who can distinguish personal problems with the work. "
Soarin wry laugh. "So?"
"I want to ask you," Dash said suddenly.
Soarin looked at the girl's face turned serious, "What?"
Dash did not look at Soarin, but looking at the pizza in her hand. "Incident of four years ago ... Can you tell me?"
Soarin stunned. He does not think Dash would ask that.
Dash glanced and added, "I just wanted to hear your side story ... if you do not mind."
Somehow Soarin feel somewhat uneasy. Until now he still cannot forget the incident. Accidents as if it were yesterday.
"What do you want to know?"
"All."
Soarin draw a deep breath. Dreamy gaze. His words slid slowly and evenly. "When the event is over. Rain is falling. I've been in a car waiting at the main entrance. The fans still gathered around my car. They were shouting, jostling. My driver could barely run the car. The security officers also overwhelmed pave the way so that the car can pass. Eventually they managed to hold the fans. The car began to move. Slowly, not fast, because I was still waving to the fans. Then it happened just like that. "
Soarin frowned remembering those moments.
"The car braked suddenly. When I asked my driver what had happened, he said, one of the fans get hit by the car. Like nightmare. Everyone panicked and she was quickly rushed to hospital. We were not allowed to see her because the doctor must carry out checks on emergency room.
"I do not know for sure how the actual incident, but according to several witnesses, the fans urged each other and the girl pushed right next fall when my car passed. Although the car was not speeding, and her head hit the asphalt so ... "
Soarin hear breath Dash snapped. But when looked up, he saw the girl a small nod, ask Soarin continue the story. What is in her mind? Soarin wanted to know.
Still somewhat reluctantly, Soarin continued, "I heard the girl was not of Cloudsdale. He came from far away to ... I did not even see her in the hospital because she was immediately taken home somewhere. We can only convey my condolences through the media. "
Dash was silent.
"What do you think?"
Dash snapped out of her reverie. "Eh, what?"
"What do you think?" Repeated Soarin.
"Oh ... I do not know ... but I guess ... you're not wrong."
Soarin suspect Dash nervous because they do not know what to say after hearing the story. But Soarin felt the attitude was better than pretend to understand his feelings.

> Chapter 7
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	 Two weeks had passed since the last time Dash talk with Soarin at his house. Dash somehow feel awkward. She would like to contact Soarin, but do not know what she would say. She wanted to ask Uncle Ben Bear, but do not know what to ask.
Dash walked aimlessly around campus. She walked from building to building, from the class to the library, from the library to the hall. Finally, she stopped in the yard, sit on a bench under a tree. She pulled out her phone and stared at it with a sigh.
Why did not he calling her? But why should he calling her? Dash shook her head and sighed again. Why did not he calling?
Dash jolted by the Spitfire sound who was already standing behind her. "What?" She asked Spitfire.
Spitfire sit with her. Her face was cheerful as usual. "Did you ask why he did not calling. Who are you talking about? "
It turns unknowingly voiced has her thoughts. This means danger. What the hell?
"Ah, no. Nobodies, "Dash said while imposing laughter.
"I hope is not Thunderlane," said Spitfire cynical.
Dash immediately waved. "No! Not him."
"That's good if was not him," said Spitfire. She raised her hands and breathed deeply. "Haaah ... today weather is beautiful day!"
Dash looked at the sky, then glanced at her friend carefully. "Spit," she called.
Spitfire turned. "Hm?"
"The new album Soarin already released, right?"
Spitfire nodded. "Yup, a few days ago. So what? Do not you already have it? We've already got it when the fan meeting event. "
Dash shook her head. "Ah no, nothing." She paused, then continued, "Then Soarin become busy, right?"
Her friend nodded again and said, "Of course. I heard some time he was busy filming a video clip. Not to mention the fact that he had to perform in many shows to promote the album." Spitfire clapped happily. "We will often seeing him on television."
"So?"
Apparently it was very busy ...
"The magazines also contains many articles about him," Spitfire added excitedly. "They discussed the album, songs, and they also started to bring up about his girlfriend."
Dash looked at her friend. "What are they saying?"
Spitfire frowned. "Many, they wonder existence of the woman, her identity. I was also curious. In essence, they suddenly doubting whether she was truly a lover Soarin Skies or not. "
"Why do they doubt?"
"Because she was not seen in the media since her picture appeared." Spitfire explained. "They began to think maybe the relationship Soarin and that woman was over. Frankly, I wish it was true. Oh yes, they also bring the incident four years ago. "
"That incident ...?"
"Correct. I told you at that time. About four years ago when there was a fan of Soarin, who died during the conference fans. You remember? Fortunately, this year's event run smoothly and no adverse events. "
Dash looked up at the blue sky and preoccupied while her friend continued to talk. Suddenly her cell phone rang. Dash hastily replied and her face changed. "Oh, Thunderlane."

Ben Bear sat brooding in his office. On the table there are some magazines that are open on the page containing the article Soarin. He already guessed there will be an event like this. Soarin's new album came out, people will be busy talking about the artist's. Not only songs, but all the rumors associated with Soarin, including gossip about his secret girlfriend. They even re-mention the accident four years ago, but thankfully only briefly, so it should not be anything.
Ben Bear rubbed his chin and thought maybe it was time they need Dash help again. This time, would not want her to be willing to appear. He picked up the phone on the table and pressing a few buttons.
"Hello, Rainbow Dash. How are you? This is Ben Bear ... You've time now? … Nice. Can come to my office? ... Okay, bye. "

"As I said, it looks like she not suitable me."
Dash looked at Thunderlane who sitting in front of her. Thunderlane looked pathetic. He had admitted to Dash that he and his girlfriend are in Problem.
"We do not match," Thunderlane repeated his words and looked at Dash, waiting for her reaction.
Dash laughed bitterly. "And you just know after nearly a year with her?"
"Are you still angry at me?" Asked Thunderlane with a guilty tone.
Dash took a breath. "Not really," she said. "Anger is also useless."
"No, you're right to be angry at me," Thunderlane muttered quietly. "I was wrong. Now I'm aware of it. "
Dash frowned. "And then?"
"I think our relationship cannot be continued anymore," said Thunderlane firmly.
Dash raised eyebrows. For a moment she was confused, and then she heard her cell phone ringing. Relieved because it does not have to respond to what has just been  Thunderlane said, Dash quickly opened flap cell phone.
"Hello?"
She was shocked when she heard the sound of Ben Bear. "Oh, how are you, uncle? … Now? Yes, I'm not busy ... I'm going there now ... Bye. "
Dash closed her phone and looked at Thunderlane, who eyed her probing.
"You want to leave now?" He asked when he saw Dash hurriedly finished her drink.

"Sorry, Thunderlane. There is a sudden affair. I have to go. Next time we continue it, "Dash said quickly, then got up and out of the cafe.

"We're going to see Soarin," said Ben Bear to Dash who sitting in front of her.
Dash nodded. "We should be photographed again?"
"True," Ben said yes. "Therefore we have to change the way you look. You do not want to be identified, is not it? "Then Ben rose from his chair and grabbed the jacket.
"So when do we start work?" Asked Dash.
Ben looked at Dash and said, "Right now."
Dash was somewhat surprised. "Oh, now?" She did not feel ready.
"Yes, something wrong?" Asked him, wearing a suit and tie position fix.
Dash shook her head. "No." It seems inevitably she must prepare herself today.
"Let's go," said Ben, started walking to the door. "Today Soarin was interviewed. We'll go to the location of the interview, but before that we have to give you a new look. "
Ben feel bad about having to hide something from Dash, but he had no choice. If Dash know, most likely she will not be willing to be invited to meet Soarin and current Ben does not have enough time to convince her.
He brought Dash into a clothing store that also salon and told her to try on some clothes. He did not want to Dash look pretty or stylish. He wants Dash to perform simple as possible so  no one could identify her. He also told Dash to try several wigs, but nothing matched her eyes. Finally Ben asked the clerk make Dash hair buns.
With her hair in a bun, plain beige sleeveless shirt and a plain skirt of the same color, Rainbow Dash looks like a woman older than her age. Exactly as Ben imagined. As a final touch, he reached monocle tanned face that can disguise Dash.
"All right," Ben said satisfied. "We're leaving now. Soarin interview was supposed to be finished soon. "

Soarin rose from the couch occupied since earlier and shake hands with the cameramen and reporters who interviewed him. He was a little tired, but he knew it had become a risk job. The journalist was also briefly asked about his relationship with his mysterious lover, but Soarin only give vague answers. There also are leveraging the incident four years ago. Soarin managed to respond calmly, although he had to admit to himself still somewhat uneasy feelings when reminded of the incident.
Soarin and several members of his staff out of the elevator and walked to the main door of the building was the venue for the interview. Suddenly footsteps stopped when the view through the glass doors are wide and saw a woman got out from a white saloon car. Soarin was stunned for a moment, and then he quickened his pace, pushing open the glass door and approached the woman.
"What are you doing here?" He asked without preamble.
She turned and was somewhat surprised to see it.
"What are you doing here?" Asked Soarin once again. He did not expect to meet Dash here. He stared at Dash sharply and saw the girl's cheeks slightly flushed.
"That's ... uncle who told me to come here," Dash tried to explain somewhat confused. "You did not know? He said we will be photographed. "
Soarin looked back and saw a crowd of reporters started toward them quickly.
"No," he replied. "Follow me."
He embraced Dash's shoulder and walked away when the flashes of cameras flash into action and reporters vying to ask questions.
"Soarin, who is this woman?"
"Is she the mysterious woman in the picture at that time?"
"Miss! What is your name?"
"Are you able to give a few comments?"
Soarin just raised his hand and guided Dash to his car, parked not far from there. He opened the car door for Dash as she tried to dissuade reporters take a clear picture of the girl. He watched Dash kept her head down and covered her face with one hand. Soarin quickly shut the door and walked around the car to the driver's seat. Before getting into the car, he smiled and waved again to the reporters.
Once they're a bit away from that place, Soarin glance Dash and asked, "Are you okay?"
Dash removed her glasses and sighed annoyed. "Uncle said we will be photographed. Photographed what? It turned out this way ... Ah, but it is also true. We did photographed. By journalists. "
"Do not blame Ben," said Soarin. "At least He already changed the appearance before he trap us."
"Do you think they managed to take a picture of me?" Dash asked curiously.
"Of course," said Soarin, smiling. "But do not worry. With the way you look like that, there will be no one who knows you. "
Dash looked down watching her own appearance. Suddenly she asked, "But you immediately recognize me. How?"
Soarin did not know what to say. Earlier when he saw a woman got out from Ben car, he immediately knew she was Dash. In retrospect, he himself did not understand how he could be so sure. Dash looks quite different from the usual, but he had not even noticed the girl's appearance. He only knew the woman standing there was Dash.
"Frankly, I do not know," said Soarin.
Dash smiled, then asked, "Now what? Where are you going?"
Soarin glanced at his watch and said, "Now I have to attend a charity concert ..."
His cell phone rang. "Just a minute." He put his earphones to answer. " Ben, what is it? ... I'm on the road ... So? You sure? … Good."
He releases his earphones and turned sideways. Dash was also talking on the phone.
"Oh, Spitfire, what is it?" Said Dash with cell phone taped to her ear. "Me? I'm on the road ... What? No, not together with Thunderlane. " Dash realize Soarin glanced at her. "Soon I'll go home ... Um, I'll call you again."
"It seems you cannot go home now," said Soarin after seeing Dash enter phone into her purse.
"Why?"
"Ben told you to come with me to the charity concert."
"Why?! I do not want."
"It's okay," he said reassuringly. "You just need to be there. The rest leave it to me. Ben also there. It will not be long. "
Dash shook her head. "No no. I told you I'm just going to take pictures with you. No more."
Soarn breath. "You know we had chased reporters. Currently they must be following us. Moreover, they also know I will go to the charity concert. If I bring you in the middle of the street or anywhere else, they would have asking you or bother you. Do you want that? "
Dash did not answer. Soarin glanced at her and saw she was biting her lip.
"I'm sorry for all the events today," said Soarin again. "I promise I'll take you home as soon as possible."
"What have I done?"
Dash pronounce the words slowly, but Soarin could hear it. Because do not know what to comment, he said nothing. The girl sitting next to him also did not say anything else.

Spitfire has just finished helping her mother wash the dishes. Dinner hour had passed.
"Mom, I’m go to up stair?" Spitfire called out to her mother, who sat at the counter, then ran up the stairs to the top floor without waiting for an answer.
Spitfire immediately turn on the television because soon the live broadcast of a charity music concert will be aired. She opened the bag of potato chips and lie face down on the floor with chin in hand.
"Ah, it has already begun," she grumbled when the image appears on the television screen. "Well, that comes a lot awful."
On the television screen can saw artists walked into the concert hall and the reporters busy interviewing artists passing. Then a face appeared on the television screen was Soarin Skies.
"Oh, Soarin also came to the concert!" Said Spitfire to herself. "He sang too?"
Spitfire watching her idol with flowery heart. Soarin who was wearing a black turtleneck and brown jacket that looks handsome as ever and he continued to smile benignly when interviewed by a reporter.

"So, Soarin, who is the woman who had come with you? The woman standing there? Your lover? "Asked the reporter thrusting a microphone to Soarin.
Spitfire see dark glasses woman standing a little way behind Soarin. Her face was not clearly visible so Spitfire crawled closer to the television set while entering a few pieces of chips into her mouth.
Soarin laughed and turned toward the woman and turned back to the reporter.
For Spitfire, Soarin's reaction has shown the answer, and it turns out the reporter also believes the same. Without waiting for Soarin answer, the reporter asked again in a teasing tone, "Why do not you introduce She to us? Come on, why should be ashamed? "
"Correct! Why should it be hidden? "Said Spitfire told Soarin's on television.
Soarin was still smiling when answered, "It is true, but in fact she was rather shy. She is willing to come today because I asked for it. Otherwise, she did not come. "
"Well, she sure is arrogant girl. Dashie had to see this, "said Spitfire, sitting cross-legged. She picked up her phone and call the phone number to Dashie. Her eyes keep watch Soarin who had moved away from the reporter and his girlfriend approached. Camera is already not focused on Soarin because now there are other artists who were interviewed. But Soarin and his girlfriend are still visible in the background, although not very clear.
"Dashie, quickly lift your phone before Soarin and his girlfriend came in," said Spitfire exasperation. She kept staring at Soarin and his girlfriend on television, as if the two of them would disappear when she looked away for a second. Spitfire seeing the woman was searching for something in her handbag while Soarin stood beside her. The woman took something from her bag Just then a dial tone on the phone Spitfire disconnected.
"Ah, this strange child why not answer my calls? Do not want to see Soarin girlfriend?" Grumbled Spitfire to Dash. "Do not tell me she's still on the road?"
Spitfire staring at the television screen and relieved that Soarin and his girlfriend are still visible at the corner. While waiting for Dash to answer the phone,
Spitfire squint in order to see more clearly Soarin and his girlfriend. This time the woman reached into her bag again.
"What wrong with her? She looks busy, " Spitfire ask herself.
The woman took something again and looked at the object she was holding it.
"Mobile?" Muttered Spitfire unsure, squinting.
The woman looked at her hands, then looked at Soarin. Soarin seen shaking his head, signaling that she was looking around, while saying something. I wonder what he is saying because eventually she was seen fiddling with the object in her hand.
Just then a dial tone on the phone Spitfire interrupted once again. Spitfire stunned. She stared at the television screen with wide eyes. The bundle of chips that had been embraced detached and fell to the floor. Her eyes were glued to the television screen. She saw Soarin lover was bowed their heads and fiddling with something that according to Spitfire phone, then put it back into a handbag. Then they both moved and disappeared from television screens.
Spitfire staring at the television. Her brain is busy spinning. She tried to call Dash once again and this time she only heard the sound of a phone operator who says the destination phone is not active. Spitfire hung up and frowned.
"What did I just see? What does this mean? Just a coincidence? Strange coincidence ..., " Spitfire muttered to herself. She no longer excited at the charity concert. She busy racked her brain, thinking about what she had just seen and experienced. She does not believe in the possibility of appearing in her mind. "It is not possible. But indeed in retrospect ... "
As Soarin said before, Dash did not need to attend the charity concert to completion because Soarin had another very dense schedule. Once Dash has completed her task, Ben took her home while Soarin attend the next event.
When walking along the corridor toward her apartment, Dash was somewhat surprised to see Spitfire standing at the door of the building.
"Spit, what are you doing here?" Dash asked as she hurried to her approach.
Spitfire looked up Dash and saw her eyes widened in surprise when she saw herself. Then Spitfire odd smile. "It is not wrong," she muttered.
"Mm? What did you said? " Dash pulled out the keys door and looked at her friend.
Spitfire smiled and shook his head. "No, I'm talking to myself. Let's go in first. I was tired of standing earlier. "
Dash immediately opens the door and invites Spitfire entry. "Why wait here? You could call first. "
Spitfire stepped in and said, "Phone inactive."
Dash patted her forehead. "Oh, I turned off earlier. Sorry."
Spitfire standing in the middle of the living room and watching Dash from head to toe.
Dash felt weird observed so. "Why look at me like that?"
"Your clothes," muttered Spitfire with a significant look.
Dash snapped. She realized  she was still wearing clothes given Ben. Hairstyle is still like that. Spitfire definitely surprised with performances like this.
"Ah, this?"  Dash turned her back on her friend and pretended to be looking for something in refregator. Her brain spins faster, looking for a plausible excuse. "Ordinary , Miss Rarity is doing a new style. She said the appearance it suits me. But I do not think so. I was right? Uh, do you want to drink? "
Dash turned, facing her back. Spitfire had sat down on the sofa with her arms folded across her chest. Her gaze seemed to penetrate into the heart. Dash started to get nervous.
"You know," Spitfire open her mouth, "I've been watching a charity concert event on television."
Dash felt her heart beating two times faster than usual. Spitfire might not see it. She has been very careful to avoid the cameras. "I saw Soarin with his girlfriend," Spitfire continued in a calm tone. She smiled a little. "Surprisingly, his girlfriend was wearing the same clothes you wore right now. Style of your hair exactly the same as well. "
Well, Dash had to do something. She laughed and said, "And you thought I was that woman? Spit, you're no-nonsense. "
Spitfire raised eyebrows. "Is that true? Actually I would not have thought she was you, Dashies, if I do not call you then. I saw on television. It is not clear, but I saw it happen. "
Dash remembers Spitfire did call her cell phone while she was at a charity concert event. She did not answer because the atmosphere there is very noisy, everyone is talking and the rhythm of the music heard everywhere. If she answers, Spitfire will hear a noise in the background and was suspicious. Soarin also said she should not answer the phone. That is why Dash hung up. Apparently when Spitfire see it on television.
"When I call you, Soarin lover incidentally also received a call. When she hung up, just as the  tone on my phone was cut off, "Spitfire proceed. "I tried again and saw she was finally shut off her cell phone."
Dash could not help anymore. She had no reason to know what else she could use. She already knew Spitfire for years and know that her true smart and shrewd. Maybe this time Spitfire have guessed herself. Dash could no longer hide the problem from her.
"Rainbow Dash, I think it's time you tell me what really happened," said Spitfire. "I've thought long and wanted to know."

The atmosphere in one of the largest book store in Cloudsdale it looks crowded at all. In front of the store installed a banner that reads "Book Launch Snow in Summer and Distribution Signature Ligthning Skies". Perhaps this is why most books on display in a shop window that is Summer works by Lightning Skies. Shoppers each holding the book while standing jostling temporary staff members struggled to control the state store. In addition to shoppers, some journalists also present there.
"Lightning Skies come?" Cried a woman with glasses to one member of staff who was talking on the phone.
The staff member hung up the phone and said, "She said she would arrive in twenty minutes."
The bespectacled woman holding forehead and exhaled. "I do not know whether we would be able to hold twenty minutes. Hey, everything was ready back there? I want everything to be perfect before Lightning Skies set foot in this store. Understand?"
Twenty-two minutes later, the long-awaited finally arrived. A beautiful woman came out of the black car and walked into the bookstore with a grin and waved gracefully.
"It was Lightning Skies! Very beautiful! More beautiful than the pictures. "
"She said she had just returned from Manhattan."
"She back specifically to attend this event."
"She looked so young."
"You see her clothes? I like it!"
"I've read all the books she has written."
Lightning greet a woman with glasses who is the manager of the store, then stood behind a long table. Her smile was genuine and smile still tugging at her lips.
"What's up, everyone?" Lightning greet visitors with a beautiful voice and friendly. The visitors also reciprocate her greeting, though with a rather chaotic. Lightning chuckled and continued, "I just got off the plane and all the way from the airport I felt tired. But once arrived here and received warm as this, all of a sudden I feel refreshed. Thank you very much."
The visitors laughed and clapped.
After signing the book was finished, Lightning allow reporters to interview. At first the reporters asked her about her new book, about the process of writing the book, about her ideas and other technical matters. Passing of questions, journalists became more daring because saw attitude Lightning Skies-friendly and open.
"Mrs. Lightning, how is your husband?"
"He's fine, still continue to immerse themselves in the notes beams as usual," said Lightning cheerful. "Sometimes he even forgot his beautiful wife's."
"And how's your son?"
"Soarin? He should be fine. I have not had time to call him. He did not know I was in Cloudsdale. Maybe I'll call him later, "said Lightning. "But I think you all already know very clearly the situation. Lately he's very busy with his new album. "
"I heard he already had a girlfriend. Did you know that lady? "
Lightning face beaming. "Ah, right. Of course I know. I once talked to her. Rainbow Dash was a good girl. I hope their relationship will be successful. "

> Chapter 8
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

A few days have passed since Spitfire know about Dash and Soarin secret. Actually, Dash wants to tell this to Ben Bear and Soarin, but she have not had opportunity to do call them. Both are them were busy and difficult to reach.
"Soarin, are you busy now?" Asked Dash on the phone.
"Me? Soon I had to perform. What is wrong?"
"Mm, after this event are you have time?"
Soarin paused and then said, "Actually, no, but after the event finished, I have to go see my mom. Oh yes, my mother came to Cloudsdale today. Just arrived this afternoon. I had a dinner appointment with her. Why? Did you have problem?"
Dash quickly said, "No, no problem. It's just that I want to talk to you. Not an important issue. Next times we will talked about it. "
"Or do you want to come have dinner with us?" Soarin offer.
"Are you crazy?" Dash exclaimed. "Never mind, it's okay. You eat with your mother. "
Soarin laugh. "Well, I'll call you."
Dash closes the phone and put it in the living room table. She exhaled, grabbed the remote control and turned on the television.

"So your friend know about us?" Ben Bear, rubbing his chin.
Dash sat in front of him with her head bowed. Soarin, sitting next at Ben can only sit idly. The three of them gathered in the office of Ben Bear. Dash had just finished telling the two men were about Spitfire who already knew their deal.
"So the reason you called me yesterday was because you wanted to tell you this?" Asked Soarin.
"Yes. I'm sorry, "murmured Dash with his head bowed.
"Is not your fault," said Soarin, waving his hand. "Who could suspect that your friend calling you when you appear on television?"
Ben Bear sigh. "No need to feel guilty ... So what is your friend said?"
Dash looked up and stared at Soarin and Ben Bear. "Well, she was rather surprised ... But she's my best friend and I trust her. She has promised me to not say anything. "
"All right," said Ben Bear in the end. "It seems we have no other choice but to believe her."
The three of them fell silent, busy with their own thoughts. A few moments passed, then the silence was broken by phone ringing on the Ben Bear desk. Ben Bear lifted.
"What? Who? "He said on the phone as he straightened his back with one swift motion. "OK."
He put the phone back. Dash looked at him with wonder.
"What is it?" Asked Soarin.
Ben Bear rose from the chair and said, "Your mother is here."
Just then the office door open. Secretary of Ben Bear appear followed by a beautiful woman .
Dash gasped and sat motionless in her place. That was Lightning Skies, the author of the famous book. Mother of Soarin. What should she do now?
"Mom?" Soarin jumped from his chair and approached her with a shocked expression. "Why mom doing her?"
"Oh, hello, Soarin," says his mother cheerfully. She turned toward Ben Bear and greet. "Ben Bear, how are you? Glad to see you. "
Ben Bear smiled warmly and said, "I am also pleased to see Aunt again. Forgive me because yesterday I cannot have dinner with Aunt. "
"It’s okay. I can understand. You're very busy. How about your parents? "Said Lightning. "Have not met them. They are still in Canada? "
"Yes, they are still there. My mom also often asked when aunt will meet her again. "
Lightning nodded. "True, we should meet again. I want to know how she was doing. "
"Mom, why do you come here?" Asked Soarin once again as he took his mom's arm.
Lightning turned to look at her son. "Oh, the plane will arrive this afternoon, so I want to invite you have lunch with me. Ben, you should not refused this offer. "
Then Lightning eyes meet Dash eyes. She smiled and Dash smiled back stiffly.
"Well, is this Rainbow Dash? "Asked Soarin mom.
Dash awkwardly staring at Soarin and Ben, then rose from her chair. "How are you?" She said in a voice that was barely audible.
"Soarin, What are you doing? Why do not you introduce us? "Said Lightning, slapping her son arm softly.
Soarin woke up and went to Dash. "Mom, this Rainbow Dash. Dash, this is my mother. "
Lightning frowned and clicked his tongue. "What kind of introduce is that?" Then she looked at Dash and smiled. "It was nice to finally meet you, Rainbow Dash. You do not mind if I call Dash too, is not it? "
"Of course not," said Dash quickly.
"Tell you what, why do not the four of us went to lunch? We can talk while eating. Dash, you have time, right? You want it? "Mother persuaded Soarin friendly.
Dash opened her mouth, then closed it again. She did not know how to answer. If she could have lunch with Soarin mother? Or should she immediately excused herself and go from there? She looked at at them who were standing silently, waiting cues.
Soarin and Ben sighted. Finally Ben said, "Okay, Aunt. I also do not have a schedule of work this afternoon. "
Lightning clap her hand. "Very good. Come on, quickly. Where we should to eat? "

"Do you know her?" Said Ben to Dash with low tone when Soarin mom out from his office, leaving the three of them.
Dash was difficult, difficult to explain. "That's ... that time I did not-"
Soarin interrupted, "Ben, later I will explain."
Soarin was initially a bit worried about his mother's attitude toward Dash, but it seems those concerns were unfounded because the two women quickly familiar. It was apparent her mother liked Dash. Even when his mother asked how their first meeting, Dash replied smoothly, "So if Uncle is not wrong to take my cell phone at that time, I think I'll never see also meet Uncle and Soarin," said Dash.
"Well, apparently love at first sight," she said to Soarin.
Dash choking and Soarin automatically handed a glass of water to the girl sitting next to him. Ben, sitting opposite with Soarin could only smile.
"Oh yes, Dash, Ben is does not old. Why do you call him "uncle"? "Soarin's mother asked again, patting the hands of Ben who was sitting next to her. "Ben, you're only two years older than Soarin, right?"
"Looks like I'm used to call him. I do not know why, but maybe because of the appearance and demeanor so mature, "said Dash.
Soarin realized his mother watching him, and Ben. "That's true," said his mother. "Ben does seem more mature then Soarin. However, Ben dear, why until now you still sigle? What if I told Dash to find a girl for you? "
While his mother talk with Ben, Soarin hear his phone ringing. He fingered his jacket pocket, but then turned to Dash. "Yours."
Dash reached into her bag and pulled out her phone. She stared at the phone screen. As she cleared her throat softly, she close her cell phone.
Seconds later her phone rang again. Soarin turned to Dash and found that girl was pulled off her cell phone battery.
"He again?" Said Soarin.
Dash did not answer, just looked at him with a faint smile.
"Why do not you answer?"
"Most likely he will talk about things that are not important. As usual."

Thunderlane closed his cell phone in disgust and stood on the street with a feeling of uncertainty. Apparently Dash would not answer his call. He raised his left hand which was holding the entertainment tabloid published a photograph Soarin with a woman with sunglasses and hair bun. Under the photo there are other photos that also show Soarin was standing very close to his mysterious girlfriend, but this time she had a red hat with braided hair. Under the photo there is written large " IDENTITY OF SOARIN GIRLFIREND".
He had been read many times, but Thunderlane wants to convince himself once again. He reread the article carefully. His eyes stopped on a sentence stating the mysterious woman who became Soarin lovers finally identified as Rainbow Dash.
Rainbow Dash.
Thunderlane eyes looked back at the photos. No more mistake. The more attention, the woman in the photo was indeed very similar to Dash. Is that true? This is what he wanted to ask Dash, but she would not answer his call. What should he do now? Thunderlane did not understand why his heart cannot be calm. He was upset and agitated. He should continue to try to contact Dash to successfully obtain an explanation from her. If necessary, he will go to her house and wait for her there.
Spitfire chuckled grimly. Since she had tried to contact Dash phone, but she did not turn on her cell phone. Where is she going?
Spitfire looked at a magazine in her hand. She frowned. Is Dashie already know about this? It seems not. If already know, Dash will surely call her. Whether the child was with Soarin? Then she should have known.
"Spit, where the magazine I buy early?" She asked suddenly.
Spitfire tried to hide the magazine. "Oh? Which magazine? "
Her mother on her hips."That being hidden in behind your back. Here."
Spitfire cannot do anything while her mother started leafing through the magazine. Her heart was pounding. She hope there will be guests who come to their restaurant, because then she would be busy for a while, giving her a chance to hide the magazine. But her hopes were not fulfilled. No guests coming and his mother continued engrossed gossip artist.
"Gosh!"
This is what she feared earlier.
"Hey, Spit, look at this!" She pushed the magazine toward her.
"What?" Spitfire pretend not to know.
"Look at this! This Dash, is not it? Dash's your friend? "
Spitfire see a glimpse of the magazine and push it back to her mother. "Ah, Mom. is impossible. Seriously? Dash courtship with a famous artist? "
His mother persisted. "But here was written Rainbow Dash."
Spitfire said impatiently, "It could have the same name. Many people called Dash. "
That was a stupid answer you moron!!
Her mother paused. Spitfire glanced at her mother to see her reaction. Her mother studied the pictures in the magazine with a frown. This is bad, her mother was too smart to be fooled.
"No, this is your friend, Rainbow Dash" she said sure. "Indeed, her face was not clear, but looked her cheekbones and smile. Mom's absolutely sure she is Dash we know. You want to bet with Mother? " Spitfire did not answer. It looks like her mother did not want to answer because her mother was not looking at her.
"Apparently she was going out with Soarin the singer, yes ...?" His mother murmured as she continued watching the pictures in the magazine. "How can? You already know about it, Spitfire? "
Spitfire's eyes met her mother's eyes, she then quickly said, "How should I know? No, I do not know anything. "

Soarin was pleased that afternoon. Mild feelings once during lunch today. But the feeling did not last long. When the four of them finished lunch and out of the restaurant, suddenly so many people to intercept them. The reporters began scrambling to ask questions and the cameras are directed to them.
"Soarin, is she really Rainbow Dash, your lover?"
"Why four of you doing here, Soarin?"
"Mrs. Lightning, have you meet Rainbow Dash?"
"Any comments, Rainbow Dash?"
Soarin could not hear of another because everyone talking at same time. He felt Dash froze next to him. He understood her feelings, he himself was also very surprised to suddenly have to deal with a crowd of reporters like this. And where they know Dash name?
The situation became chaotic. Ben Bear trying to calm the journalists who did not cease photographing. Soarin's mother just confusion, but still can be calm. Dash can only be lowered. Automatically, Soarin draw Sandy behind his back. He was aware of the girl's body tense.
Just at that moment their car was stopped in front of the restaurant. Soarin immediately embrace Dash shoulders and guided her through the crowd with journalists. Dash and her mother managed to get into the car. Then when Soarin came in and sat next to the steering wheel, Ben already started the car.
"What's going on?" Said Ben when they drove down the highway.
Soarin did not answer. He turned and saw Dash sitting in the back with his mother. "Are you okay?"
Dash does not look healthy. Her face was a little pale, but she forced a smile. "Yes."
"How did they know Dash name?" Soarin asked to his manager.
"I have no idea." Said Ben.
"You have not told reporters about Dash?"
Soarin looks at his mother who looked very agitated. "Not yet. "
Ms. Skies somewhat awkward when answering, "It looks like I’m the one who had been leaked to reporters."
Soarin could only listen in silence while her mother explained what happened during an interview at the bookstore. Ben did not comment. Dash also just sit there quietly.
"Forgive Aunt, Dash. Aunt does not know you do not want people to know. "
Dash smiled. "It's okay, Aunt. Not a big deal. Anyway, sooner or later they will know, too. "
Soarin suspect Dash actually worried, it's just that she does not want to show it, scare if his mother felt guilty.
"True, this is not a big problem," said Ben Bear broke the silence. "Now it is important that we drive Dash home first, then us to the airport to escort Aunt." He looked at Lightning through the rearview mirror. "Do not worry. Everything will be alright."
When they arrived at the apartment building, Dash drove up to the front door of her apartment.
"Okay, I've arrived," said Dash at the front door of the apartment. "Go. You still had to take your mother to the airport. "
Soarin looked at her who standing in front of him. Although Dash smiled, Soarin could see the smile was not the usual cheerful smile.
"What are you thinking now?" Asked Soarin.
Dash's eyes look dreamy. She drew a deep breath and exhale slowly. "I do not know," she said. "A lot of  I think to the extent that I was confused."
Soarin did not say anything. He waited because it looks like she still wants to speak.
"Everyone already knows. What should I do now? "Asked Dash, more to herself. Suddenly her eyes widened and she stared Soarin. "My parents. They must also know. What should I tell them? "
Soarin does not have an answer to these questions, but suddenly, at that moment, he was sure of one thing. He did not want the girl standing in front of him got into trouble. But what could he do? He was annoyed with himself for not being able to say something comforting.
Slowly he stepped forward and embraced her. Dash did not shy away. Do not know why but Soarin feel everything was  right as Dash was in his arms. The whole fatigue seemed to flow out of his body. He wanted to continue like this. He wanted to stand there and hugged Dash forever.
"Do not worry," said Soarin slowly. "You'll be fine. Trust me."
I'll make sure you do not get in trouble ....
He let go of his arms and looked at Dash. Dash took a breath and smiled a little.
"I know," Dash said, nodding emphatically. "I can handle it. "
Soarin wait until Dash entered the apartment before turning away. He walked towards the elevator without realizing there is a big tall man was watching his departure is not far from there.
Dash closed the apartment door and took a deep breath. She threw her bag to a chair and sat down on the floor.
How did it happen? Lunch fun turns into chaos. Dash could not describe her feelings when she came out of the restaurant and suddenly faced with a horde of journalists who endlessly snapping a camera, shouting her name, and ask questions. As if the events that happened was unreal, like a dream.
What should she do? What had she done?
Probably from the beginning that she should not be involved with Soarin Skies. Her name has now spread and perhaps tomorrow will face clearly displayed in the tabloids. Actually only one thing that worried about hdf, reaction of her parents. How she should explain all of this to her parents?
Dash grabbed her bag and pulled out the phone. The phone's battery is not installed. She looked at her cell phone. Whether she should call his parents? If parents know, they definitely will not stay silent, especially his mother. Although she explained that it was not true, and in fact he did not have any relationship with Soarin, she believes the situation will be no different.
Soarin. Dash mind drifted back to when she was in his arms. When Soarin hugged her, time seemed to stop spinning. When Soarin said everything would be fine, she really believes. When Soarin off his arms, confidence was lost again. Why so?

Soarin. Dash does not fully included honest to him. Is this a fair? Dash got up and went to a small closet next to a television. She opened the cupboard and pulled out a small purple pouch made of velvet. She untied the bag and issued a red heart-shaped brooch with shiny golden fringes. Dash looked at the brooch in her palm as she thinks. From the beginning she should not be involved with Soarin. If she refuses ...
But when she really wants to know.
Is now she's getting an answer?
The doorbell rang, attract Dasg mind back to consciousness. Dash walked silently to the door and peeked out of a small hole in the door. She saw the face of Thunderlane. He again. Dash did not want to talk to him, even today.
Thynderlane knocked on the door and said, "Dash, open the door. I know you in there. "
Dash frowned. She still did not move from behind the door.
"We have to talk, Dash," said Thunderlane again. "I will wait here until you want to open the door."
Dash snorted softly. Up to you, she told herself. She turned and walked to the bed.

> Chapter 9
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It was already 00:52 when Soarin arrived home. He threw the car keys on the table and flopped onto the couch. He rubbed his face and let go of his jacket. The day was really tiring. After dropping Dash at home this afternoon, he and Ben immediately drove to the airport. After that, Soarin went back to his busy schedule. Of course, all day, journalists continued to chase him, asking about Dash, but Ben told him not to comment yet. They should discuss the next steps with Dash.
Since this afternoon, Soarin had wanted to call Dash. He wanted to know if she was alright, but he did not have the time. Now he pulled his phone from his pocket and opened the flap. Was it too late to call now?
It seems there is no harm to trying.
Soarin hit the number nine and put the phone up to his ear. His brow slightly furrowed when he heard the sound of the telephone operator telling him that the telephone was not active. Soarin closed his phone.
Well, his hair didn’t need to be extended again. Tomorrow, he would immediately go to see her.
After a shower and changing into an orange T-shirt and baggy white trousers, Soarin felt more comfortable. While drying his hair with a towel, he walked into the living room and turned on the television. Then he walked into the kitchen located not far from the living room and opened the refrigerator.
"No food. Why does he only buy noodles?" he grumbled as he pulled out a packet of noodles. He turned, and glanced at the television. Suddenly, his movement stopped with a jolt back. His eyes stared at the television screen.
The television showed a female news reporter at the scene. A building in flames was seen in the background. Firefighters passed by, and the police tried to curb the people crowding the scene. The atmosphere was hectic, and he heard the shouts and cries of the people on the screen.
Soarin grabbed the remote control and turned up the TV to hear the words of the reporter.
"... Right now, firefighters are trying to extinguish the fire. We have not received confirmation on whether the apartment building is empty or not. The fire is so big, we hope that all the occupants made it out ... "
Soarin's eyes were glued to the television screen. His body tensed, his heart was pounding so hard. This is not possible. Isn’t that Dash’s apartment building? This afternoon he was just there. God, say this is not true. But the reporter now mention the name and location of the building is on fire. Directly, Soarin blood froze.
Without thinking anymore, he threw the towel to the floor, grabbed the car keys and got out of the house.
He drove at full speed, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly until his knuckles turned white. ... Agitated ... chaotic feelings of fear. His heart was still pounding and his whole body felt cold. He tried to call Dash but the result was still the same. Her cell phone was off. He kept praying Dash would be alright. Hopefully Dash had come out and was not injured. How could this happen? Dash in this state? What if…
Jeez, he could be crazy!
When he was almost at the scene, the road was closed, so no cars could pass. Soarin jumped out of the car and ran through the crowd. The atmosphere was chaotic, and the air was so hot due to  the stifling smoke from the fire. Soarin ran to and fro, looking for Dash’s figure. He walked quickly among people, shouting out Dash’s name. Where was she?
Soarin turned heads and kept looking. Suddenly, his eyes fixed on the figure standing a little away from the crowd. She stood staring at the building in flames with a blank look.
"Dash!" Soarin called out but the girl remained unmoved.
Sense of relief flooded him when he ran over her.
"Dash ..." Now Soarin was standing beside Dash and touched her arm.
The girl turned around in a daze and Soarin saw her face dirty from the smoke. There is a magnitude of fear in her eyes. When Dash was in his arm, he realized her body was trembling.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt?” said Soarin with alarm as he examined Dash from top to bottom. The girl was barefoot and wearing only pajamas. Her hair was tangled in her shoulder and her hands were squeezing the wet plaid black and white scarf given to her during Soarin's first fan meeting event.
Dash nodded with a dazed expression. "Yes, I am okay," she said softly. Soarin could hear her voice shaking.
Soarin sigh and hugged her. "Thank God you're fine."
"I didn’t have time to bring anything," Dash muttered.
Soarin stretched his arms and stared at Dash who was apparently still shaken. "It’s okay. As long as you're safe, that's enough. Come on, follow me."
Dash let Soarin lead her to where his car was. Dash's eyes glued on a blazing fire and rolling smoke.
Throughout the trip, Dash did not speak, and Soarin didn’t talk to her. When they finally arrived at his home, Soarin realized with Rainbow’s house ablaze, forgot to lock the door, and the television was still on because he forgot to while rushing out of the house earlier.
"You sit down here," he said as he sat on Dash on sofa. "I'll get a drink for you."
When he returned with a cup of hot tea, he saw Dash crying. It looked like her awareness was back in full and due to shocks she had started to feel it.
Soarin put the cup on the table and sitting face-to-face with Dash, he gave her a worried look. "Are you okay?"
Dash shook her head, wiping tears with the back of her hand. Then she spoke while sobbing. With some difficulty, Soarin listened to the words spoken through her tears, but he could infer from the sentence that Dash panicked.
Dash told him the fire was coming from the next apartment. At the time, she was watching television, and then suddenly, it felt hot and hard to breathe. Then everything became chaotic. The fire alarm rang and people were shouting. She panicked and had just enough time to think about taking something to cover her nose and mouth, and she had grabbed the scarf she received from Soarin which was lying beside her bed and ran out of the apartment.
Soarin handed a box of tissues to Dash, and she accepted it. "Well, I understand. It is okay now."
She looked calmer. She dried the tears and blew her nose. Then she looked anxiously Soarin. "What now?"
"There have a lot of empty rooms here. You should stay here tonight.” Soarin pointed cup of tea on the table. "Drink. It’s another issue we’ll think about tomorrow. "
Dash lifted the cup with both hands. Although Dash was somewhat tense, Soarin saw her hands weren’t shaking anymore. Dash drank the tea slowly and then looked at her dirty pajamas.
Soarin cleared. "My mother didn’t leave any clothes here, but if you don’t mind, I could lend you my clothes."
While Dash cleaned up and changed clothes, Soarin called his manager and told him what happened.
"Well, I'll be there tomorrow morning," said Ben before hanging up. "Thank God she is fine."
Dash returned to the living room when Soarin hung up. Soarin smiled when he saw her appearance. Dash wore a long-sleeved shirt, and pants that looked like it had been folded many times. Her face was cleaned and her hair was wet because of new shampoo.
"Can I borrow your phone?" asked Dash. "I wanted to call my friend, Spitfire. I don’t know if she heard about the incident or not. Even if she did, I just want to tell her that I'm fine. "
"Of course," said Soarin, handing his phone to Dash. He walked into the kitchen to provide a bit of privacy, although, of course, from there, he could still hear the words.
"Spitfire. It's me," said Dash. "Oh, you already know? ... No, no, I'm fine. You do not worry ... Now?"
Soarin realize Dash glanced at him.
"Um ... I was at a friend's house," Dash muttered, then quickly added, "Spitfire, I want to ask, may I borrow some of your clothes? I didn’t have time to bring anything. Even my cell phone... Tomorrow morning? Thank you very much ... Oh, the address? "
Dash gave her Soarin's home address and then hung up.
"What did your friend say?" S aid Soarin.
"She already knows about the fire and had tried to reach me earlier. She said she could lend me some clothes. She volunteered to deliver clothes here. I hope you don’t mind I've given her your home address."
Soarin just shrugged. "She's your friend you said that time, right? The one who already knows everything about us? I guess it doesn’t matter."
Dash nodded and handed the telephone to Soarin. "Soarin, how did you know about the fire?"
Soarin received the phone and motioned to the television. "From the television."
Dash looked at Soarin, smiling. "What happened with your hair?"
Soarin hand touch his head. He realized his hair was disheveled. He remembered he had been drying his hair when he saw the fire on the news. Because of his panic, he immediately dashed out without thinking.
Soarin hemmed and combing his hair with his fingers. "That new shampoo," he murmured not clear, then handed back the phone in his hand to Dash. "Is there still anyone you want to call still? Your parents?"
Dash thought for a moment. "My parents were in Ponyville. I guess they won’t know about the burning apartment building. I also don’t want to make them worry. Anyway, now it dissolves completely. I’ll tell them another time."
"Well, it's up to you," said Soarin. "You better rest now. Come on, I’ll walk you to your room."
He brought Dash to the guest room on the second floor. "Please," said Soarin after opening the door.
Dash nodded and stepped inside. When turned, Soarin heard Dash calling. He turned.
Dash stood there with her hand on the open door. "Thank you," she said with a small smile. "For everything."
Soarin smiled back. "Good night."
When she opened her eyes the next morning, Dash was stunned for a moment before realizing she was at Soarin’s home. She sat cross-legged on the bed. Her brain replayed last night’s incident. She couldn’t describe her feelings when the accident happened. It seemed that she was in a state of semi-conscious at the time, because somehow, she was out of the building and standing at the edge of the road. Everything happened so fast and faintly. In an instant, she didn’t have anything else.
Since she realized the building on fire, attacked Dash heart panicked, but she knew she had to stay strong and calm as she could only rely on herself. But when she stood confused by the roadside, looking at the burning apartment, Soarin came. Dash was so relieved to see him. Suddenly, she knew she did not need to put up a tough stance and did not need to pretend to be brave. She could release a little tension. She was not alone anymore.
What was I thinking? Dash shook her head. What time is it now? She saw a small clock that was located on a small table beside her bed. It was already at 09:25a
Dash got out of bed and looked around. Door? What's in there? The bathroom?
When Dash turned the knob, true to her guess, she was in front of a bathroom. The bathroom was rather large. There was a bathtub and shower, and there were also already available basic necessities, such as soap, toothbrushes, toothpaste, and towels.  It turned out everything was prepared for guests who might come to stay. Yesterday, Dash did not use this bathroom, but another bathroom downstairs, so she was quite impressed.
After washing her face and brushing her teeth. She descended the stairs slowly, looking left and right.
"Already up?"
Dash jumped at hearing the voice of Soarin. It turned out he was sitting at the dining table, and he smiled at her. He was not alone. Ben Bear also sitting there, holding the morning newspaper.
"Oh, Uncle came?" Dash approached them. "Sorry, I overslept."
She was a little uncomfortable, because Ben kept giving her a significant stare. Although it could be assumed that uncle was looking at her clothes, she asked, "Uncle, why are you looking at me like that?"
Ben Bear smiled and shook his head. "Nothing. I'm glad just you are okay. Come sit down. Want breakfast?"
"Sure. Thanks."
Ben folded the paper and put it on the table. "This morning, I stopped by the apartment building. It looked bad. I think there is nothing left. I heard from Soarin the flames came from the apartment next door to yours? "
Dash nodded.
"Well, I guess no more can be expected."
Dash sighed and frowned anxiously.
"What are you going to do next?" Ben asked.
Dash looked at him. "Now. Looking for a new residence as possible. I still have money in the bank, but ... "
"Where you going to live? Can’t you stay with your friend? "
Dash thoughtfully. "My friend, Spitfire, would let me stay in her house for a while, but the problem is the house is not too big, and in addition to her and her parents, there are still two younger brothers. If I lived there, I'm just going to bother them."
Ben Bear stared at Soarin, then looked back at Dash. "Why don't you just stay here for a while?"
Dash was startled. She immediately turned to Soarin and hastily replied, "Oh, it is not necessary. It-"
"Why not at your home, Ben?" interrupted Soarin.
Ben chuckled. "You know there is only one bedroom in my apartment. You want her to sleep in the same room as me? In this house there are plenty of rooms, so it shouldn’t be a problem."
Dash felt her face heat. What were they talking about? "No, it's not necessary," she said. "I'll be looking for a new place to live."
Soarin frowned and looked at her. "You think you can get a suitable place in one day?"
"About that ..." Dash does not know what to say.
Soarin finally nodded and sighed. "I think is Ben right."
Ben leaned back in the chair and folded his arms across his chest. "Well, we decided just like that. Dash will stay here for a while before she finds a new residence. Of course I'll help you. Just tell me what kind of place you want. "
"It ...," Dash looked at Soarin. "But I ... ?"
Soarin shrugged. "I guess you have no choice, right? Or do you want to go back to Ponyville?”
"I'm still going to school."
"Then, you don’t have a choice," said Soarin.
"But…"
Soarin looked at her. "Why? You're afraid of me? "
Dash eyes wide. "Ah, no. It’s not like that."
Ben Bear laughed and said, "You should be calm, Dash. You must also know Soarin rumored as gay, not a playboy."
Suddenly, Soarin facial expression turned annoyed. Dash laughed at the expression on his face.
Suddenly the doorbell rang. Soarin rose from his chair and walked to the door. Then, "Oi, Dash," he called.
"What?" Dash stood up and followed him to the door.
Soarin pointed to a small monitor beside the door. He turned on the monitor, and shows who was at the front door of the house.
"Is that your friend?" asked Soarin.
"Yes. It’s Spitfire,” said Dash.
Dash could see her friend almost fainted because of shortness of breath, due to finding Soarin opening the door for her. Spitfire's eyes were slanted wide and one hand went up to her chest as if to hold her heart in order not to fall.
"Spit, are you okay?” said Dash, touching her suddenly rigid arm.
With a little stutter, Spitfire said good morning to Soarin and bowed. Soarin returned her greeting and let her in.
"Gosh, I do not believe this," whispered Spitfire when she sat on the couch sitting room and looked around. At that time, Soarin already walked back to the dining room, leaving the two of them in the lounge.
"Why are you acting like that?" Dash teased, nudging her arm.
Spitfire looked at Dash with sparkling eyes. "I can not believe I just met Soarin and am now in his house. I sat on his couch, and stepped on the floor of his house. Gosh! Hey, why didn't you say yesterday you were at Soarin’s home?"
Dash, annoyed at seeing her friend’s behavior, she said, "Hey, your friend just experienced a disaster."
Spitfire turning quickly toward Dash. "Oh, yes, sorry. I'm glad you are okay. Here, I brought you some clothes. Underwear too. I bought new underwear this morning. The clothes were mine. The size is definitely suitable for you. "
"Thank you very much. I will certainly give it back later. "
Spitfire waved. "Don’t think about it. Where are you staying? "
Dash raised eyebrows. "Mm?"
"You know you can stay in our house. We wouldn’t mind at all. "
Dash smiled. "I know. Thank you very much. But I guess it can’t. I’m definitely just to bother you. "
Spitfire's eyes widened. "Bother, how? You can sleep in my sisters’ room, and Fleet Foot and Surprise could move the bed into the middle room- "
"How could I let your sisters slept in the living room?" Dash interrupted. "I know you'll be happy to have me, but I wouldn’t feel good then."
Spitfire paused for a moment, then said, "Then where will you stay?"
Dash cleared his throat. "I'll find a new residence."
"Hey, you think you can get a new residence in one day? As long as you look where you will live?"
Well, why were her words exactly like Soarin’s? Dash tilted her head and said uncertainly, "I think I'll stay ... here ..."
Dash saw Spitfire holding her breath and staring at her in shock. Then Spitfire blinked. "Here? At Soarin’s home? "
"He has a lot of empty rooms," Dash repeating what Uncle said earlier. "So I guess ... Ah, anyway Soarin is the one who offered."
No, not exactly, but something like that.
"Are you sure?" asked Spitfire doubt.
"I had no other choice." This time it was the words that Soarin had spoken that Dash borrowed.
Just then, Ben and Soarin went into the living room. Spitfire, who saw their arrival, immediately jumped up like a bee. Ben flashed a charming smile.
"You're Dash’s friend?" he asked in a friendly manner. "How are you? My name is Ben Bear."
Dash was somewhat amused to see her friend who was usually so intelligent suddenly turn into jelly in front of two handsome men.
"Um ... How are you? ... M-my name is Spitfire. "
"Don’t act like it's official," said Ben. "You're Dash’s friend, so that means you are our friend as well. Oh yes, did Dash tell you she was going to stay here for a while? "
Spifire glanced Dash and replied, "Yes, of course. Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone. "
"Thank you very much. We really appreciate it. "
Soarin also smiled at Spitfire and Dash felt her friend had almost collapsed to the floor. "Sorry, cannot talk to you. We have to go now, but you can accompany Dash here. Surely you want to talk much. Make yourself at home."
"Ooh ... of course. Thank you," whispered Spitfire with a grin.
Soarin turned to Dash. "What are you doing today?"
"I'm going out for a while. We need to buy something," said Dash. "I also want to stop by and see the condition of my apartment."
"Alone?"
"Oh, Spit will accompany me. Right?"
Spitfire quickly nodded and put a sweet smile when Soarin turned to look at her.
Soarin nodded and looked back at Dash. "Well, there is a spare key in a drawer over there. Don’t forget to lock the door when you go out. I'll call you later. I’ll go first."
The four people were exchanging words such as "goodbye and see you later". Then after the two men went into their cars, and with the likeness of a flood, Spitfire shed all the words that had been buried, "Well, they're both very handsome. The other one is an artist, too? "
Dash laughed. "No, Uncle is Soarin’s manager."
Spitfire nodding. “Manager? His name is Ben Bear, right? But why do you call him "Uncle"? He's still so young."
Dash just shook her head and smiled.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" asked Dash when Spitfire looked at her with narrowed eyes.
"I want to ask, are you sure there is no special relationship between you and Soarin? You've only become his boyfriend in media? Just that?"
"That's it. Why?"
"Are you sure? Then why do I feel you two look like husband and wife. And-oh my god, I just realized you’re wearing men's clothing. His clothes?"
Dash looked down at Soarin’s clothes for her greatness, confused what to say. Fortunately, Dash did not need to answer, because Spitfire suddenly said, "Oh-yes-I almost forgot to tell you, Thunderlane called me last night."
Dash looked up. "Oh?"
Spitfire continued, "Because we couldn’t reach you, he called me to ask how you were. I told him you're okay, but then he wanted to know where you were. "
"You said what?"
"Didn’t say anything. Last night, I thought you spent the night at the home of a friend or something. That's what I said to Thunderlane. Today, I didn’t know you were at Soarin’s home."
"You're not going to tell him, right?"
"Am I a fool? Of course not," said Spitfire firmly. "Stop talking about Thunderlane again. Come on, now tell me what happened last night. About the fire and how you ended up here. Then again, what do I tell to my mom? My mom told me to ask you to stay in our house."
> Chapter 10
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It was already the tenth time Ben saw Soarin on the phone. Soarin's work schedule today was quite solid, but Ben always saw him calling whenever he had free time. Without the need to ask, Ben knew who Soarin was calling.
"Soarin, how long are you going to keep calling? You’re going to appear soon,” said Ben, patting his back.
Soarin who was sitting in a swivel chair with legs stretched and snapped the phone shut. "Oh, Ben."
"What’s wrong? Why is your face so tangled?"
"She’s not at home," said Soarin as if he were talking to himself.
Ben pretended not to know who Soarin is talking about. "Who?"
Soarin sighed. "Nope. Forget it, nothing."
"You should get ready," he reminded Soarin once again.
This time Soarin turned to him and asked, "Ben, after this, I don’t have anything on my schedule, right?"
Dash had just entered the house when she heard the house phone rang. She closed the door and put the keys on the table. Should she answer it or not? However, this is Soarin’s house and she can not be arbitrary answered. Finally, she let the answering machine receives.
"If you are in the house, please pick up the phone."  
Dash was shocked to hear the sound of Soarin’s voice in the machine. She quickly picked up the phone. "Hello?"
"Finally, you answered it. I've been trying to reach you earlier." Soarin's voice sounded a bit irritated.
Dash glanced at her watch. "Oh, I didn’t realize it was afternoon. What is it? Is there something I should do?"
"Not really."
"So what?"
"Just wanted to know how you were."
Dash smiled to herself. "I am fine. Now, where are you? "
"On the road. I'll be home soon."
"Mmm, you want me make dinner?" Dash asked while pondering. "I can’t cook, but I can make something to eat or ..."
She heard Soarin laughing on the other side. "I'm not brave enough to try the cuisine of someone who said they can’t cook."
"I just wanted to thank you," Dash protested.
"Please, you don’t need to. We’ll eat out. My treat. "
"Eat out? Are you serious? Do you want people to see us? "
"What? Didn’t reporters already know who you were yesterday?"
Dash mused. Really, it just happened yesterday? Why does seem like so long ago?
"Soon your face will be clearly displayed in the tabloids. What else could be hidden? All of Cloudsdale will know you are my girlfriend. Am I not allowed to have dinner with my girlfriend?"
Dash felt her heart stop and breath bated. What happened to her?
"Hello? Dash, are you still there? "
Dash snapped. "Yes ... yes."
"Well, I’m hanging up."
Dash slowly put down the phone. What happen to her? When Soarin said ...
Dash patted her cheeks with both hands. "Dash, come to your senses," she said to herself. "There are a lot more important things to think about."  
"Soarin, you seriously want to eat here?" Dash knew her voice sounded worried.
She and Soarin were in an elevator that would take them to the top floor of the hotel building. After learning Soarin would take her to dinner at a luxury hotel restaurant, she couldn’t suppress her anxiety.
"What?" asked Soarin, without looking at Dash.
Dash spread her hands. "Look at my clothes. I can’t go to that restaurant. I could be driven away." She was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and long jeans belonging to Spitfire.
"Who would dare to throw you out?" asked Soarin. "There is nothing wrong with your clothes. Come on."
The elevator doors opened, and without waiting for any further comments, Soarin stepped out, pulling Dash's hand. They went into the restaurant and were immediately greeted one of the waiters who directly delivered them to a table for two near the large glass windows. The restaurant was fairly quiet, and the lights were dimmed to create a romantic atmosphere. In addition to the sounds of conversation, the soothing sounds of jazz were also heard. Not many guests were visible and it wasn’t surprising. Surely, only those from the high class could eat at a place like this.
"Wow, it’s nice," Dash muttered excitedly when she looked out the window. The nighttime view of Cloudsdale from this height was amazing. "We're on what floor?"
"Ah, I forgot," said Soarin suddenly.
Dash turned to him with a view of wonder.
"You wait here. I have to get something," said Soarin, getting up from chair.
"Okay. Don’t take too long," said Dash. Then she went back to admire the twinkling lights of Cloudsdale City down below.
A few minutes passed, and Soarin still hadn’t returned. Dash sighed and looked around the room. Finally, she got up and walked to the restroom. As Dash was walking back to her table, she heard someone call her name. Dash turned to follow the source of the sound and saw a beautiful woman waving at her with a grin. Dash immediately felt uneasy at the sight of her. Her feelings grew even greater as she stepped to approach her.
"Well, Rainbow Dash. How are you? I didn’t expect to see you here," says the woman amiably. To Dash, her friendliness seemed far-fetched, and so did her smile.
Dash just smiled faintly. "How are you, Dust? Long time no see."
Lightning Dust said, "Thunderlane will be here any minute. You're alone?" But without waiting for a reply, Dust continued, "By the chance I met you, I want to talk. "
Dash silently stood still, waiting for the next words.
Dust stared deeply. "I've heard about the burning apartment from Thunderlane. I'm glad you're safe, but I'm a little worried about Thunderlane. "
Dash eyebrows raised in surprise. What is she talking about?
"I don’t like speaking to you, so I'll just get to the point. I saw Thunderlane in dismay due to what had happened to you. Yet he doesn’t need to bother, because you are fine. Yes, right? However, your relationship has long ended. Your problems shouldn’t matter to him anymore."
Dash smiled bitterly. "Dust-"
"Oh, Dash."
Dash turned and saw Thunderlane walk toward them. She sighed and wondered why the couple had to come to this place at the same time as her.
"You're okay, right?" asked Thunderlane, examining Dash from top to bottom. Dash felt uncomfortable, and the sharp glare Dust gave him added to her discomfort.
"You see, she is okay," interrupted Dust, slipping her arm through Thunderlane’s. "Right, Dash?"
Dash grimaced. "Yes, as you can see."
"Where do you live now?" asked Thunderlane again, and Dash saw Dust's face immediately change.
"At a friend's house," said Dash.
"Okay, you're alone? How about joining us?" said Thunderlane to change the subject.
Gosh. Did the two of them seriously think she was so desperate that she decided to come to a restaurant as fancy as this alone?
Dust pulled Thunderlane's arm and quickly interrupted, "Dash said she was waiting for her friend. Her friend will probably feel uncomfortable if we asked them to join us, because they don’t know us."
Dash wanted to laugh out loud at the attitude of Dust who looked like a five-year-old child who would not give up her favorite teddy bear. When did she ever tell Dust she was waiting for someone? But surprisingly, she guessed correctly. She indeed was waiting for Soarin.
"Sorry, did you have to wait long?"
Dash and the two people standing in front of her simultaneously turned toward the source of the sound. Soarin approached, smiling broadly with his hands behind his back. Dash heard Dust’s breath jolt. There was a small sense of satisfaction in Dash’s heart when she saw that Soarin appeared, which was even more supported by the fact that Soarin was a famous singer.
"Have you been waiting too long?" asked Soarin once again, looking straight towards Dash, ignoring the two people who are nearby.
"Oh, no. You didn’t take too long," replied Dash somewhat dazed.
"I left to buy this for you," said Soarin.
Dash was amazed to see a large bouquet of red roses offered in her direction.
After receiving interest in his offer, Soarin seemed to realize the presence of the two other people staring at them. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn’t see you before. How are you? Are you Dash’s friends?"
Dash saw Dust's eyes flash, her gaze fixed intently on Soarin. "You’re Soarin, aren’t you?" she asked eagerly.
"Yes," Soarin said in a friendly manner, "and today I plan to enjoy a romantic dinner." He then held Dash’s hand and shoulder.
Dash looked at Soarin with a startled gaze. Then she looked at the two confused people in front of her.
"It looks like you both also want to enjoy a romantic dinner," Soarin proceeded with the same friendly tone as before. "We won’t bother you any longer. Nice to meet you both."
After saying that, while still embracing Dash’s shoulders, Soarin led her back to their table.
"Thank you for the roses," Dash said when they sat down again. She looked at the flowers given by Soarin happily.
"You like it?"
"Yeah. I love it." Dash looked at Soarin, smiling. "Do you often give flowers to women?"
He just grinned. "You think so?"
"By the way, what day is today?"
"What?"
"We’re eating in a fancy restaurant, and then these roses." Dash looked at Soarin, trying to remember. "Today's your birthday?"
Soarin laughed. "If today was my birthday, why did I give you flowers? Shouldn’t I have been the one who got the present?"
Dash wondered again. "You got signatures for new contracts or something?"
"Not really."
"So what?"
Soarin grinning. "You’ll find out later."
Dash tilted her head, then shrugged.
"So, that guy is your ex-boyfriend?" asked Soarin carefully.
Dash sighed. "Mm, and the other person is his girlfriend."
Soarin looked at her. "You want us to go somewhere else?"
Dash laughed. "What for?"
Soarin still looked unconvinced.
"It's okay," Dash said soothingly. "It’s fine, I still have you who accompanied me here, right?"
Soarin smiles. "Yes, I'm here. Well, what do you want to eat? "
Thunderlane did not enjoy his dinner. He kept glancing toward the table Rainbow Dash and Soarin Skies were at. He hoped that she would turn towards him, but in fact Dash did not glance at him at all. She was chatting and laughing happily with Soarin. Of course, Thunderlane had read about Soarin’s relationship with Dash, but at that time he still didn’t want to believe it. Today, he actually saw them with his own eyes and what was as written in the tabloids was indeed true. He had to admit he did not want to see them both together.
"Thunderlane, I'm talking to you."
Thunderlane gasped and stared at the woman sitting across from him. Dust was indeed a beautiful and charming woman. That's why he left Dash in the first place. But now, there seemed to be a little remorse in his heart.
"I didn’t expect Dash to be friends with a famous person like Soarin. How can it be?" said Dust, frowning. "I did once read in a magazine about Soarin’s relationship with a woman named Rainbow Dash, but I didn’t think the Dash it mentioned was this one."
Thunderlane only muttered an unclear response to her words.
"Well, you don’t need to worry about it, because now she has a famous boyfriend," Dust continued regardless of how Thunderlane reacted.
Thunderlane muttered again and glanced at Dash. She laughed as she covered her mouth with one hand, while Soarin looked at her chuckle. What are they laughing at? What are they talking about? When was the last time he saw Dash laugh like that? He had forgotten. Suddenly he missed Dash's laughter.
"Thunderlane!"
Thunderlane flinched once again at hearing his name called in a high tone.
Dust’s face held a frown and her eyebrows were furrowed. "You did hear just what I said, right?"
"Of course, I'm listening," Thunderlane tried to argue.
"How can you hear if you keep watching Rainbow Dash?"
"I didn’t notice."
Dust raised both hands. "Enough. I want to leave. We’re going somewhere else. "
Thunderlane frowned. "Dust, you said you wanted to have dinner here. Why do you want to go now?"
Dust folded her arms across her chest and snorted irritably. "I changed my mind. I want to go somewhere else. Let's go."
Without waiting any longer, Dust  got up from her chair. Thunderlane tried to restrain her, but to no avail. He sighed and turned to Dash once again. Of course, she was not looking at him. Thunderlane took a breath, payed for the food, and then followed Dust.
Dash soon realized Dust and Thunderlane had left the restaurant, and so did Soarin.  
"They’re gone," said Soarin, looking toward the door of the restaurant.
Dash cleared her throat and looked at her nearly empty plate. She was upset. Why did she still feel uneasy when she saw Thunderlane and Dust together? Why couldn’t she forget about the problem from eight months ago? Is it possible she still expects Thunderlane?
"Again, the expression."
Dash raised her head and looked at Soarin. He was watching her face. "What?" asked Dash.
Soarin leaned back seat and smiled a little. "Every time you remember your ex-boyfriend or receive a call from him your face always looks out like that. You look depressed, as if you have to solve all the problems that exist in the world. "
Dash looked down. "Sorry."
Soarin looked out the window. "Well, what can we do so that you don’t look like that again?" he mused to himself. "Hmm... Ah, I know!"
Dash looked at Soarin with curiosity.
Soarin turned back toward her, smiling broadly. "Wait a minute."
Dash grew confused when Soarin rose from the chair and walked out of the restaurant. What was he doing?
Not long after, Soarin came back and told Dash, "After you’re done eating, I’m going to take you somewhere."
When they finished their dinner, Soarin brought Dash down to the first floor of the hotel building.
"Soarin, where are we going?" asked Dash when they crossed the main lobby of the hotel.
"You'll find out," Soarin answered.
Soarin took her to a large park behind the hotel. Lights lit the park, so even though it was nighttime, the park didn’t look dark.
"Ah, it’s nice to be in the open air," said Soarin while sitting on one of the wooden benches by the pool.
Dash looked to the left and right confused. Why did Soarin bring her here? No one else was in the park. Although it was very quiet, Dash enjoyed the silence.
"Soarin, why are we here?" she asked as she sat on the bench beside him.
"If I’m not mistaken, a few things that can make you happy are eating potato chips, listening to music, flowers, stars, rain, and fireworks. Am I right?"
Dash was somewhat surprised to hear this from Soarin. She didn't remember telling Soarin about what she liked.
Soarin continued, "Now, I don’t have potato chips, and I don’t know what music you like. Flowers, you're holding it now."
Dash looked at the roses that were being embraced. She still didn’t understand what he wanted to say.
Soarin looked up at the dark sky and said, "No stars tonight, and unfortunately, I could not summon the rain." He turned to Dash. "Now, only one thing is left to be done."
Dash’s raised her eyebrows when Soarin pulled his phone out of his pocket.
"Hello? Yes, you can start now," he told someone on the phone. After he closed the phone, he smiled at Dash. Then he raised a hand and pointed to the sky. "Look over there."
Dash looked into the dark sky with a frown. She did not understand what he was thinking. She had just opened her mouth to ask again when she heard a whistling sound and then a burst. At that instant her, eyes saw colors light the sky. Whistling and popping sound was heard again. The night sky looked more lively with beautiful, bright colors.
Fireworks! Lots of fireworks!
Unconsciously, Dash stood up from her seat. Her hand went to her mouth, and her eyes were glued to the rays that glided into the sky and exploded into sparks. This is the first time she had seen this many fireworks up close, and she felt so amazed that her chest tightened.
"What do you think?"
Dash turned and saw Soarin stand beside her. She looked back at the sky. "This is the first time I’ve seen real fireworks, rather than on television."
"Are you feeling better?"
Dash turned back toward Soarin. It was difficult to believe that Soarin was trying to comfort her. Dash smiled and said, "You know, you don’t need to do all this. Either way, thank you. I feel much better."
Soarin smiled. "I know you’ve been feeling depressed lately, and you've helped me. So, if I can help lighten your load a little bit, why not? I just wanted to see you happy for a while, that's all."
"It's a beautiful night," Dash sighed as she and Soarin arrived home. She hugged the roses in her arms and smiled to herself.
Meanwhile, Soarin entered the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. He then took out a bottle of cold water and drank it straight from the bottle.
"Do you have a vase?" asked Dash.
"I don’t know, but there might be one in the cupboard." He pointed towards the kitchen cupboard and walked to the piano.
Dash looked through the cabinets while humming softly. "Here’s one." She pulled out a blue vase, filled it with water, and placed the roses inside it. She then heard Soarin playing a few songs on the piano.
Dash turned to Soarin. "Soarin, sing a song," she requested. Then she approached him while carrying the vase.
"Didn’t I say you would have to pay if you ever wanted to hear me sing?"
Dash put a vase on the piano and grimaced. "Didn’t you say you wanted to make me happy?"
"Did I ever say that?" Soarin asked teasingly.
Dash nodded. "You also said you would give me anything I wanted if I was willing to take pictures with you. Forgot?"
"I said that?" Soarin looked up at the ceiling, trying to remember.
Dash nodded and leaned on the piano, waiting for Soarin to start the song.
Soarin sighed. "All right, what kind of song do you want to hear?"
Dash thought for a moment, and then said, "Tears in Heaven. I love that song."
Soarin scratched his head. "Tears in Heaven? Why would you ask for a sad song? Aren’t there other songs that are more fun? "  
"But it's a nice song. You don’t like it? Ok then. It's up to you to choose the song," said Dash quickly.
Soarin thought for a moment, then put his fingers over the piano and began to play it.
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Dash clapped her hands in delight when she recognized the song Soarin was singing, What A Wonderful World.
I see skies of blue, and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself, "What a wonderful world"
The colors of the rainbow are so pretty in the sky
And so are the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands, saying, "How do you do?"
They’re really saying, "I love you."
I hear babies crying, I watch them grow.
They’ll learn much more than I’ll ever know.
And I think to myself, "What a wonderful world"
And I think to myself, "What a wonderful world"
"Very good, very good," said Dash clapping.  
Soarin just chuckled.
"Mmm, satisfied and happy," said Dash.
Soarin reached into his pocket and pulled out a green box decorated with a yellow ribbon. He placed the box on the piano and pushed it towards Dash.
Dash raised her eyebrows when she saw the box. "What is this?"
"Open it."
Dash opened the box and was astonished to that in it there was a phone exactly like the one she lost in the fire.
"Happy Birthday."
Dash looked up and stared at Soarin with confusion and shock.
Without waiting for Dash to speak, Soarin continued, "It's hard to reach you if you don’t have a cell phone. In honesty, I wanted to buy a different phone so that you would not mistake mine for yours again, but I changed my mind. How? I've asked for the same number, so the phone is still using the same number as your old one. It can be directly used. "
"Ooh... Thank you." Dash was a bit confused. She observed the phone given to her by Soarin, then said, "But my birthday? Soarin, my birthday is tomorrow, not today."
Soarin grinned and pointed to the clock on the wall behind Dash. Dash turned and looked at it.
"It’s past midnight, so today's your birthday," said Soarin. "Were you not aware of it? I prepared a surprise, so does this mean it was successful?"
Dash was stunned, and then she started to laugh. "Gosh, so dinner, flowers, fireworks, and this phone, was to celebrate my birthday?"
Soarin nodded. "Don’t forget, I also just sang a song for you. That should also count."
"How did you know today my birthday?"
Soarin just smiled and didn’t answer.
Dash was still confused. "But why did we celebrate it last night? We could have celebrated it tomorrow-I mean today-uh, tomorrow. Ah, it should have been celebrated when it came."
"Actually, in the morning, I have to leave for Manhattan, so I won’t be able to celebrate your birthday at all today," Soarin explains.
"To Manhattan?" asked Dash. "What for?"
"Work," said Soarin. "Do you think I’m going there for a vacation?"
"How long will you be there?"
Soarin shrugged. "Not sure, but probably about three days."
Dash mused.
"Oh right. You won’t be having birthday cake," said Soarin suddenly.
"I don’t need a cake," Dash interrupted. "So many things happened this evening. For me, it was more than enough and I'm very grateful."
"Touched, too?"
"Touched too. I have never celebrated my birthday at midnight," Dash laughed.
Soarin rose from the piano bench and said, "Well, it's late, you-"
"Wait." Dash detained. "Sing another song?"
"Again?"
"Come on, one more song," she pleaded as she sat next to Soarin. "I like seeing you play the piano."
Soarin gave up and sat back on the seat. "All right, what song?"
"Up to you."
Soarin staring at the keys of the piano, thinking, and then he lifted his head and turned to stare at Dash. "It's one of my favorite songs. The title is Fly Me to the Moon."
Then Dash noticed that Soarin’s fingers danced over the keys of a piano while the sound of soft piano and his voice beautifully adorned the silence of the night.
Often Poets use many words to say a simple thing
It takes thought and time and rhyme to make a poem sing
With music and words I’ve been playing
For you I have written a song
To be sure that you know what I’m saying
I’ll translate as I go along
While singing, Soarin occasionally looked at Dash, and they both smiled.
Dash had never felt so... so... special. Yes, special. Dinner, roses, and fireworks. They were gifts Soarin had given to her, and now, she was sitting next to Soarin while listening to him sing specially for her. She felt happy. She had known it since she realized her heart beated twice as fast every time her gaze met Soarin’s or when he smiled at her. She also had realized it since she started to like hearing Soarin sing.
Her gaze now cannot be pulled away from Soarin, who was now singing while playing the piano.
> Chapter 11
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Before leaving for college, Dash decided to call her parents. Although she wasn’t sure if her parents knew about the fire or not, she still thought they should know. Who knew if they had heard, but couldn’t reach her, because she had just activated her new phone from Soarin this morning. Her parents would probably be worried to death.
Before Soarin left for the airport that morning, he told Dash that Aunt Rose would be coming to clean the house. According to him, Aunt Rose used to come up the house three times a week.  He said she had worked for the family for a long time and that she could be trusted one hundred percent, so Dash didn’t have to worry. However, she still had to be careful. If people found out she lived in Soarin’s house, it would turn into a scandal.
After introducing herself to Aunt Rose and letting the portly middle-aged woman carry out her duties, Dash took the phone and went into the room to call her parents. Like her first assumption, it turned out her parents didn’t know anything about the fire, and now Dash had to try hard to calm them down.
First, she spoke with her mother, so she spoke in Indonesian.
"Yes, I’m okay, Mom. The fire was rather large, so I couldn’t grab anything ... What? ... Oh, as far as I know, no one was injured. Everyone survived ... But the fire department came rather late, so the building was completely charred."
Suddenly, Dash heard another voice on the other end, and she changed to English. "Daddy, you don’t need to worry about that. I am alright. Really. I’m safe. Why?"
It seemed like her mother was trying to snatch the phone from her dad. Dash smiled to herself as she heard her mother speak impatiently. Finally, her mother regained control of the phone, and Dash returned to speaking in Indonesian.
"Dash, why don’t you go home here for a while?" she offered.
Dash chuckled. "I’m still going to school. "
"So, where are you living now?" she asked directly.
Dash confused to answer it. "Now? ... Ng, staying at a friend's house. My friend lives alone. Anyway, there are empty rooms here. Today I’m going to find a new place to live. "
"You're not staying at Spitfire’s home?" she asked again.
"No. You’ve seen her home. Her house just large enough for her family. If I stayed there, I would be a burden to Uncle and Aunt, right? Spit has already lent some of her clothes to me, so I didn’t want cause them any more trouble."
"Oh, I see?” She continued speaking, “What is your friend's name? What’s the number? Where’s the address? "
Now Dash somewhat reluctantly replied, "My friend?"
"Yes, the friend that’s allowing you to stay in their house. What is their name? Do I know them? "
"Oh ... oh ... it's ..." Did she have to be blunt?
"Don’t tell me you’re now in the artist's home."
Her mother's words struck like lightning in broad daylight. So her mother already knew? How did she?
"Mom…?" Dash is still trying to dodge.
"My friends told me." Her mother's voice turned flat. "So?"
Dash was shocked. She sat cross-legged on the bed, staring at her toes.
"Tell me, are you in a relationship with the artist?"
Dash swallowed and breathed slowly. "He’s … just …like …," she stuttered a bit timidly.
"Like what?" insisted her mother. "So, how are you now in his house?"
Dash bit her lip and finally choose to be forthright. "Mom, nothing’s happening between us. I only intended to help Soarin, nothing more than that. You must believe me. It’s true, I’m now living in his house, but just for a while."
Dash heard her mother sigh softly. "I don’t know, Dash. Don’t you have other friends who could help? Why his house?"
Dash closed her eyes, and raised her hand to her forehead.
Her mother went on, "I don’t really know what to say. Frankly... How do you feel about him?"
Dash never thought of it like that. Ever since she agreed to help Soarin, she always remembered things that shouldn’t have been on her mind. "But, Mom, Soarin is good person," she said.
"You've always been able to distinguish between what was good and what was not. It's your decision," said her mother. "I’ll send clothes for you. Do you need anything else?"
“No, I’m fine,” Dash replied.
“Ok. Bye.”
“Bye.”
After her mother hung up, Dash sat brooding. Her chest felt tight. She drew a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. She always did this to calm down.
"Miss."
Dash turned toward the door of the room. Dash immediately got out of bed and walked to it. She opened the door and saw Aunt Rose’s beaming face.
Before Dash could speak, Aunt Rose reached out her hand and said, "I found this on the floor. Does it belong to you? "
Dash looked at object in Aunt Rose’s palms. It was a shiny red heart-shaped brooch with golden fringes. She recently recalled, that on the night of the fire, she kept staring at the brooch. It turned out that at the time, she had unknowingly put it into the pocket of her pajamas. Dash had almost forgotten about it until it showed up again in front of her now.
"Is this yours?" Aunt Rose repeated.
Dash snapped. "Yes, right. Thanks. You found it. "
Dash retrieved the brooch, and Aunt Rose continued doing her job. Dash closed the bedroom door and sat on the bed, staring at the pin. She looked up at the ceiling, sighed again, then exhaled slowly. Once, twice, three times, and suddenly tears started rolling down her cheeks. She wiped them with the palm of her hand, then took a deep breath and let it out again.

Spitfire smoothed her hair, which was blowing in the wind. She and Dash were sitting at a nice cafe. Because the weather was nice this afternoon, they chose a table outside shaded by large blue and white umbrellas. Spitfire noticed that Dash was frowning and churning her cappuccino in slow motion. Spitfire felt that Dash’s attitude has been somewhat different. Lately, it seemed like Dash was always lost in thought. Spitfire never tried to find out what was on her mind, but did not get a satisfactory answer.
"Dashie, today Soarin’s coming home, right?" asked Spitfire casually.
Dash did not answer, and didn’t even look up. She just continued stirring her cappuccino.
Spitfire draw a deep breath, and yelled, "Hey, Rainbow Dash!"
This time Dash gasped and stared at her with a questioning look. "What?"
"I asked, Soarin’s coming back today, right?"
"Oh no. This afternoon he called and told me he won’t be back today," Dash replied with a shrug. "He said there was a sudden affair or something. Maybe I will move into my new home tomorrow."
"So?" Spitfire nodded and fell silent. After thinking a moment, she asked, "Maybe he’s in a relationship with someone in Manhattan?"
Dash laughed lightly. "If he was cheating or already had a relationship with someone, don’t you think they wouldn’t have needed me at all?"
Spitfire laughed. "That's true," she said. "So you're going to move out after he comes home tomorrow?"
Dash looked up and cocked her head. "Mmm. It would feel uncomfortable if I move out without telling him first, right?"
Spitfire leaned forward. "I mean, why don’t you stay at Soarin’s home? I don’t think he will mind."
Dash's eyes widened. "Are you crazy? If I get caught, it could turn into a large scandal!" she exclaimed. "Besides my mother wasn’t to happy when she found out. It would probably be better if I had my own place."
Spitfire cleared her throat, looked at ten neatly trimmed fingernails and said, "Doesn’t he like you?"
Although Dash did not show any expression, Spitfire could presume that the relationship between Dash and Soarin was not as simple as they said. She believed that Soarin is interested in Dash. Why was she so sure? Because he allowed Dash to stay in his home, bought her a cell phone, and celebrated her birthday. Then while he was Manhattan, he often called Dash, and if he wasn’t calling, he was sending her short messages. Spitfire was pretty sure Dash was also interested in Soarin, but she didn’t have any obvious proof to confirm it. Dash herself never bluntly said or showed any feelings about this particular issue.
"What do you think?" asked Spitfire. "You can feel it, right?"
Dash looked at Spitfire with a faint smile. "Feel what? You're talking nonsense. Oh right, I have to thank you, because you’ve been helping me look for a new apartment all day. You want to help choose the furniture, right? I should say first that I was only able to buy some basic furnishings. When moving up, I’ll definitely need your help again."
Spitfire did not say anything. She exhaled slowly and leaned back in her plastic chair. "Of course," she said after a pause. "I’ll help you."

Soarin removed his sunglasses after he drove his car out of the airport. He leaned his head back against the chair and turned toward Ben who was sitting beside him.
"Ben, where are we going now?" he asked.
Ben said, "Didn’t we say we would go drinking with the others? The staff members have also been working hard in Manhattan. It is appropriate that they have a little fun."
Soarin thought for a moment, then pulled his phone from his jacket behind him. He pressed the nine button and put his cell phone up to his ear.
Ben smiled. "Calling her?"
Soarin looked at his manager and winked.
"I’m a bit envious," said Ben, sighing. "Maybe I should find a girlfriend too."
Soarin didn’t respond to his manager, because he heard Dash’s voice on the phone.
"Oh, it's me," said Soarin. He felt his spirits rise when he heard her voice.
"Are you there yet?"
"Well, where are you?"
"In your home. Umm, do you still have something to do? "
"No. Why?"
"Could you come home to eat?"
Soarin laughed softly. "Is there something to eat at house?"
"Of course there is. Are you going to go home and eat? I’m waiting."
"Okay," said Soarin. "I'm coming home now."
"Hey, aren’t you going to drink with us?" asked Ben as Soarin closed the phone.
Soarin smiled apologetically. "Sorry, Ben. Maybe another time." Then he asked the driver to take him to home.

"Well, what are we celebrating? Why is there so much food?" asked Soarin as he went into the kitchen.
Dash was wearing an apron and was placing some food on the table. She lifted her head when Soarin appeared. Her smile expanded. "Already home? How was your trip?"
Seeing the food on the table and Dash wearing an apron while asking him how his trip was made Soarin feel slightly awkward.
"Soarin, is something wrong?"
Soarin gasped and looked at the girl in front of him. "What? Oh, my journey was fine."
Dash checked the dishes, then looked at Soarin. "Let's eat." She removed her apron and gloves.
Soarin sat down and asked, "Did you cook this?"
Dash sat in front of him. "I would like to say, "Yes, I'm the one who cooked it," but I didn’t actually cook it," she chuckled. "This morning, I asked Aunt Rose to cook. I only heated it."
Soarin smiled and began to eat.
Dash leaned forward. "Is it good?"
Soarin nodded. "Mmm, of course. By the way, is something being celebrated?"
Dash tilted her head and thinking. "Well, of course something is. Many things are."
"Many? Like what?"
"First of all, we’re celebrating your return from Manhattan," said Dash. "Also, did you know that it’s been exactly one month since we first met? That should be celebrated too. You can also think of this as a thank you gift for all you’ve done to help me."
Soarin smiled and nodded. "Is there more?"
"We can also celebrate that I got a new apartment."
Soarin looked up and stared at Dash. "You found an apartment?"
Dash nodded firmly. "Yes, I'm going to move tomorrow."
"Why?" he asked without thinking.
Dash chuckled. "Soarin, you probably don’t think that I'll stay here and be a burden to you forever, right?"
"A burden? Of what?" asked Soarin.
Dash ignored the question and continued to speak, "Besides, if reporters knew we lived together, they would think we are already engaged to be married. Do you want to create a new scandal again?"
Ah, right, the agreement to remove the gay gossip. Soarin had already forgotten about that.
"According to our first agreement, I was just going to be your girlfriend in the media. So I can’t marry you," Dash said and laughed.
Soarin knew Dash was joking, but he was in no mood to laugh. He just looked down and continued eating.
Dash cleared her throat. "Soarin, how long was our agreement supposed to last? I've done everything that we mentioned in the deal, right? We already took pictures, and I was even chased by reporters. There has been no more gossip about you being gay. I think that’s enough."
Soarin raised his head. "What do you mean?"
"What do I mean? Soarin, I can’t help you forever. I have a life of my own. Ever since others have known me as "Soarin’s lover", my life hasn’t been the same anymore. I'm not famous, and I'm not used to things like that. "
"Oh really? I think many people would want to be lovers with a famous person."
Dash smiled. "You are right. I did wonder what it would have been like if I dated a beloved artist. I surely would have been the focus of my friends’ envy." She looked at Soarin with amused eyes. "But in reality, it’s not exactly like that. Although I am only a fake Soarin lover, it’s difficult enough for me as it is."
"So, you don’t want a famous artist be your lover?" asks Soarin carefully.
Dash tilted her head thoughtfully and replied, "No. I hope not."
Soarin put down his spoon. "Then, should I stop?"
He looked up and saw Dash was giving him with a questioning look. "What did you say?" asked Dash.
"Should I stop to be a singer?" Soarin repeat his words.
"Why stop?"
Soarin look at Dash and said, "Because, I started to like you."

"Because, I started to like you."
Did she mishear? No, Soarin did say it. Dash surprised to hear Soarin’s confession. Was he kidding? No, it didn’t seem like it. He looked serious. Then how?
"So how? Do I have to start looking for another job?" asked Soarin, mostly to himself.
Dash blinked and realized Soarin was watching her intently, waiting for an answer.
"I'm not kidding," said Soarin, as if he could read the contents of Dash’s mind.
"I know," said Dash. That is what she feared: that Soarin was not kidding. Then she smiled, "But I think you should still be a singer."
"You think so?"
Dash looked at Soarin and said, "Of course. You’re a great singer." She rose from her chair. "If you've finished eating, let me know. You should rest."
Soarin was thoughtful for a moment, then he nodded and rose. "OK. Sorry to trouble you. Tomorrow... I might not be able to help you move. I have to leave early in the morning. "
Dash chuckled. "It’s okay. Spitfire will help me."
Soarin nodded again, then he turned and walked toward the stairs.
Dash looked at his back. When Soarin reached second rung, she called to him. "Soarin."
Soarin turned. "What is wrong?"
"Thank you."
"Thank you? What for?"
Thank you for liking me.
"For everything. Thank you."
> Chapter 12
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Are you reading or not?"
Dash snapped out of her reverie and looked up. Spitfire was sitting in front of her, watching Dash.
"Mm?"
Spitfire closed her book she has reading and folded her hands on the table. "We go to the library an hour ago. But during the last half hour you just staring at the same page. You're holding a pen, but not write. You're looking at books, but not read. Rainbow Dash, what are you thinking? "
Dash chuckled and turned the page. "Nothing. Only got bored and daydreaming a while. "
Spitfire drummed hier fingers on the table. "Soarin did not call you?"
"Mm," Dash muttered without looking at her. "It's been almost a month I not related to him. Anyway, for what? Problems between us is already completed. I've been helping him as he requested. Nothing else i should do anymore. "
"Fortunately, the reporter stopped chase," said Spitfire. "Finally, although they already know your name, they do not ever get your pictures are
clear. You can not live this as calmly as if your real face plastered in media. "
Then Dash cell phone whice lying on the table vibrate softly. She grabbed it and read the name that appeared on the screen. Thunderlane.
"Hello?"
"Dash, do you have time now?" 
Dash hesitated. "What's wrong?"
"Come out for a while. I want to talk to you. "
Dash closed her phone and looked at Spitfire.
"Who? Is Thunderlane  wants to see you again? "Guessed Spitfire.
Dash smiled faintly and closed her books. "I go first, okay?"

The sky was nearly dark when Dash arrived in front of the cafe had mentioned Thunderlane. From where she stood, she could see Thunderlane was waiting for her inside. He was sitting back there with a glass of water on the table. occasionally he glanced at his watch and rubbed her face with both hands.
Dash still remember how once she was trusting him. How once she loved him.
Dash opened the door of the cafe and subtle clinking sound. Waiter immediately approached her and told her that her friend had
waiting. With a light step, Dash approached Thunderlane. That man sit back to the door, so it was not aware of the presence of Dash.
" Have you waiting long?" Dash asked as she pulled up a chair in front of Thunderlane and sat down.
He look at him and smile. "Oh no. I also recently come."
"Orange juice," Dash said to the waitress who asked her order.
After the waiter left, Dash looked at Thunderlane. "So what happend?"
"How are you?"
Dash smiled. "Fine. As you can see. Yourself?"
Thunderlane took a sip of water, then paused. Finally he said, "I already separated from her. "
"Oh? So what?"
Thunderlane look at Dash eyes and replied with a confident tone, "Because I told her I still can not forget you. "
Dash's eyebrows raised in surprise. "What?"
"That's true," said Thunderlane asserted.
When the waitress delivers orange juice ordered Dash. She say thanks awkwardly, then looked back at Thunderlane. He was so
handsome, and during their time together he was always kind to Dash. of course until he had left. But from the first, one of the weaknesses from Thunderlane is  cannot chose a decision that could solidify.  He can not last long on one establishment.
"Dash, can you give me one more chance?" He asked. His face was so earnest. Dash could feel Thunderlane was indeed
serious.
Dash slowly stirring her orange juice. "I'll be honest with you. When we split, for some time I feel such a mess. I do not understand
why you left me. I always thought, what have I done ... what which I have not done ... until you can make a decision like that. "
Thunderlane squirmed in his seat.
"For some time, I often think of you and all the things that in touch with you, "Dash continued. "But then everything changed. Slowly, since when and somehow, there was something else that replace you in my mind. "
Thunderlane looked at his glass. "You mean?"
Dash did not answer. She drank orange juice slowly. Thunderlane looked up and stared Dash. "You really can not at least willing to back to me? "
Dash took a breath, then said, "I can forget everything, but I do not going back to the people who left me. "
Thunderlane did not say anything. He just stared at Dash with dreamy view.


"Did you see?"
Soarin did not answer. He kept looking at the tabloids that had been proffered his manager. There was an article which mentions the relationship Soarin with his lover began to crack because his girlfriend was seeing another man. Another man? Is Dash Ex?
"Have you called Dash?"
He listen Ben question, but did not answer. He could not answer. He was thinking.
"Soarin."
Looks like Ben starting to lose his patience. Soarin raised his face and put the tabloids on the desk manager.
"No, I have not been contacted," he said quietly.
"How can you be calm about it? You've got a plan? "Demanded Ben.
Soarin shook his head and smiled. "Not really. Ben want me to do what? Did not I ever tell that Dash relief to us already completed. She
not lovers of Soarin anymore, both inside or outside the photo. "
Ben puzzled hear Soarin. "So you mean, you're going let this problem? How are you going to face reporters if they
asking?"
"I can deal with it. Ben, calm down. "
"I wonder, it had the last month you did not call Dash," said Ben, after a pause. "You really do not want to meet her again? "
Soarin just smiled.
Ben frowned. "Usually I'm never wrong about things like this. "
"Things like what?"
"I thought you liked her. Am I wrong?"
"No."
"Then?"
"She reject me."
"Ah, i see, Then you give up? "
"No."
"I do not understand. Now you did not contact her. What do you mean by not giving up? "
Soarin smile grew wide. He winked at his manager, but do not say anything.

"Rainbow Dash! Rainbow Dash! "
Dash was sitting daydreaming on a bench in the park campus when she heard her name called. She turned and saw Spitfire walk to
her direction. Actually ran. She never saw her friend was running before.
"Gosh, tired," said Spitfire with breathless as soon as she arrived
next to Dash.
"Here, sit down," Dash said as she shifted to make room for her friends. Without saying anything, Spitfire thrusting tabloid was her holding
to Dash face. Dash direct attention fixed on articles that appeared in before her.
"What's this?" She asked. Spitfire still busy catching her breath so could not answer.
Dash read the article in silence. When finished, she folded back The tabloid and breathed.
"How?" Asked Spitfire.
Dash shrugged. "I do not know how they could write news like this."
Spitfire waved her hand impatiently. "It is not that. I mean, i think could it be Soarin told to reporters? Did not you indeed did not help him anymore? So anyway Soarin must "break" with "girlfriend". Dash stunned, then cocked her head. "I do not know," she said.
"You do not want to ask him?"
Dash turned to her friend with surprise. "What do you ask?"
Spitfire snorted annoyance. "God, you're ..."
How could she ask Soarin? Already one month they did not meet and talk. Anyway, Soarin is not possible to maintain the story of his lover, while the man who helped him become "Girlfriend" is not going to help anymore.
Spitfire looked at her friend sitting beside her. She could not be Dash, believes or not. She want to do anything about the article she showed it. According to her, at least Dash can call Soarin and asks or explain his situation. Or whatever. But she just a stupid kid who sitting daydreaming. Although people still do not recognize Rainbow Dash being sat daydreaming like a fool as her girlfriend, Spitfire feel must keep her good name. Why children it does not mind touted as cheaters?
Spitfire tossed her hair back with annoyance. Can be even Soarin said all the stories on journalists
to save his own reputation. Yes, it's possible.
"Hey, Dash. What if Soarin who do all this? " she demanded once again.
Dash lifted eyebrow. "You think so?"
Spitfire shrugged. "It's possible, is not it? So, why do not you ask him? "
Before Dash could answer, her cell phone rang. Spitfire viewed her hastily pulled her phone out of her bag and opened it.
Soarin?
"Hello?" Dash's expression changed slightly. Not Soarin.
"Yes, Miss Rarity ... Yes? Now? ... Yes, I understand."
Dash snapped the phone shut and smiled at her. "Spit, I
must go now, Miss Rarity asked me to meet her. "
"Your boss is blood-sucking vampire," said Spitfire. "You always say would like to quit, but never once did begin to write a resignation letter. "
"At least my college schedule is never compromised because of her," Dash defend her boss. "I go first, okay?"
Spitfire watched her friend walk away, then looked tabloid she was holding.
We recommend this problem quickly straightened out, before the fans of Soarin rampage. Dash did not know how wild Soarin fans 
when it fished. Hopefully the problem in a quick finish.

"Miss Dash, thank you for coming. Oh, thank you, "Miss Rarity greeted with enthusiasm in the studio as usual mess.
Miss Rarity waving her finger towards some clothes wrapped in clear plastic lying on a round table in the corner of the room. "Please
escorted to Soarin, would you? " Dash blinking her eyes. To who?
"As you can see, Miss Dash, I'm busy at all and no one can help me ... "
It should be delivered to whom?
"... Take it to his house. You've got his home address, is not it? ... "
To his house? Houses of Soarin?
"... Do not tell me you're lost that address again, Miss Dash. I do not longer know where I keep his address ... "
What should I say when we meet? 
"... Let's just say it  can make clothes model for a young man..."
Is Miss Rarity read her mind?
"... Well, my ideas are rebelling wanted to get out of the brain. I'm feeling creative now ... "
No, She not reading her mind.
"... So go now, Miss Dash, and leave me alone with my brain."
"To see Soarin?" Asked Dash somewhat confused because there are too many things milling around in her mind.
"No, his father," remarked Miss Rarity from behind her desk, then continued without waiting for a response, "of course, Soarin. Would not it's clothing for him? Come on, Miss Dash, move your feet. "
"Oh, yes." Dash hurried to a round table and lifted the Cltohes indicated her superiors earlier.
When she held the doorknob to open it, Miss Rarity calling. Dash turned to wait for the next command.
Miss Rarity was holding tabloid, tabloid similar to the one shown Spitfire earlier.
"Just so you know, Miss Dash. I do not believe a word of this news, "said Miss Rarity suddenly pointing Dash. "So fast finish it."
Dash shocked. whether Miss Rarity knew about her and Soarin? Maybe no.
Because they do not know what to do, Dash just impose hint smile, then quickly left the room.

Dash can not understand why she was reluctant to meet Soarin. Maybe because the words Soarin when they met last time it was. Might also
because she had not talked to each other, so if you have to start talking again, it seems rather strange. What should she say?
Dash sighed softly as he walked down the street toward Soarin house.
"Mm? The car was ... like Soarin car, "Dash muttering to herself when saw a red car parked on the street, not too far in front of her. She
squinting noticed the car. With every step, the more obvious there were three people standing near that car. A man and two women. The man was wearing a hat and sunglasses. From afar Dash was able to recognize him as Soarin. Dash saw him talking with two women and not just one ... but two girl who seems a high school student. Both girls speak full spirit while Soarin listened, occasionally smiling.
"How did that sound?"
Dash heard one of the girls asked hopefully. Soarin smiles and will be answered when he caught Dash figure. "Oh."
Dash stopped not far from the three people there. She did not know what to do. Greet Soarin? Yes, of course. At least it should definitely be done
first.
But before she could open her mouth, Soarin had to rush approached her with a bright face.
"You come?" Asked Soarin once stood beside her.
Dash blinked and stared Soarin then switched lookedat two girls earlier. They still wear school uniform. Both had long hair and was tall and thin. they also was watching Dash with curiosity.
"They are Flitter and Cloud Chaser," said Soarin introduced the second the girl. For Dash those names not important. She is confident she will soon must have forgotten theri names, but she nodded. Both girls smiled at her.
"Hello?" Asked the two of them together.
"We are fans of Soarin," said one of the girls. Dash had forgotten her name. Oh ... turned out to be a fan.
"Are you Soarin Girlfriend?" Asked the other one.
How to answer it? Dash looked Soarin were silent, then looked back at the two girls in front of him.
"Yes, why did you asking?" He asked.
They looked at Dash from head to toe, then said quietly, "She very different from what's in News."

Dash realized that during this time, even though everyone knows Rainbow Dash is the girlfriend Soarin, they never see the face of Dash
real clearly. "We read in the tabloids, you two have been separated since you with another man, "interrupted the blonde quickly.
Dash's eyebrows lifted.
"So you do not instantly believe what you read in the tabloids," Soarin interrupted. "You see, we're still fine."
The two girls looked at each other, then they looked at Dash. Now their eyes switch to watch Soarin.
Soarin show the most captivating smile and said, "All right, now you go home, before your parents anxious. Be careful on the Street."
Dash was somewhat surprised when Soarin grabbed the clothes.
"Here, let me put it to the car," said Soarin.
Dash let Soarin led her to the car. Soarin opened the car door for Dash, then immediately walked around to the driver's side.
Before getting into the car, Soarin had waved to the two fans were saying, "See you later. Do not wander off again. Directly
go home, you understand? "
"Yes," said the two girls in unison.
Dash also smiled at them, and then get into the car. so what else could she do?
When the car has started off, Soarin sigh. "Thank God you came," he said as he turned to Dash. "I have wits earlier. They want to force to come my house. Foretime them up stopped me in the middle of the road. "
Soarin Attitude looks unremarkable. He spoke as if time almost a month without relates never existed between them. Evidently
concerns which controls Dash had been unwarranted. Soarin still like it used to be.
Dash watched Soarin took the wheel and stared straight Street. Soarin had removed his sunglasses, but he still wears
hat. Dash wondered to myself, actually Soarin returning from where. He was wearing a long-sleeved white shirt were rolled up to his elbows and jeans loose. Is shooting a new event? Again Dash turned to face Soarin. It seems so long ago she did not see that man. Now Soarin at her side. She could see him, could hear his voice. Somehow, Dash suddenly relieved. with relief up to her chest tightened and her eyes felt hot.
"Why so quiet?" Asked Soarin suddenly.
Dash gasped and realized Soarin were staring at her in surprise.
"Nothing," she said as she turned, looked straight ahead. "Why you do not invite them to your house? Let them satisfied. Did not you
pays close attention to your fans? "
"Seriously. If I let them go in, what if the next time they came in droves and all want to got inside? "said Soarin while
laugh.
Dash smiling, but then she remembered something. This thought makes her frowned. "That seems like one of the girls was holding the phone, right before I get into the car. "
"So what? What is strange? "Asked Soarin did not understand.
Dash inclined her head. "Nothing. Maybe ... maybe just my feelings. "

A few moments later Soarin stopped the car in front of his house. Dash leaned forward and stared at the house through the glass front of the car. She had not seen it and suddenly she felt homesick. Very weird.
"Come on, come down," said Soarin as he took off his seat belt.
"Mm?"
Soarin looked at. "Are not you here to see me?"
Dash struck. "Oh, yes. Right. "She immediately opened the seat belt and exit from the car. Soarin has issued the clothes from the back seat of the car.
Dash followed him went into the house. The house was the same as last time she had left. Of course, she thought to herself. How long I do not see this house?
"Come on, get in," said Soarin, putting clothes on Miss Rarity at the table lounge. "Why so shy? You're also already been
stay here ago."
Dash snorted, open shoes, and wearing house slippers that have been available. Then she approached him.
"Well, why did you come here?" Asked Soarin. He walked into the kitchen. "Want drink something? "
"Of course." Dash pointed to the clothes in the living room table. "Miss Rarity asked me to bring it to you. "
Soarin just looked at the pile of clothes and opened refridgerator. "Oh, why bother? Did I not tell her I'm going to the store tomorrow. "
Oh, yes? Then why Miss Rarity told her? Dash wonder. Actually, since it was first she asked  her to bring clothes for Soarin, Dash was surprised. Why Miss Rarity told her to bring clothes for Soarin? Dash task usually not that. She's task before is sort of
Miss Rarity's personal assistant, not the messenger.
"What do you want to drink?"
"No need."
"Well, just drinking this juice. Here."
Dash received a bottle of apple juice offered Soarin. "So that's it?" Asked Soarin again.
"Mm?"
"You're here just for that?"
"Oh," Dash muttered, then asked, "How are you?"
Soarin took a sip of water and nodded. "Fine."
"Busy?" Dash asked cautiously.
Soarin thought for a moment. "Not really," he replied.
Dash took a breath and nodded. Not busy. Not busy he said.
"Why?" Soarin lowered his head slightly to see the face of Dash.
"Mm?" Then as a answer, Dash just smiled and shook her head.
Soarin smiles. "Missed me?"
Dash's eyes dilated. What did he say?
Soarin's smile widened. "Missed me, did you? I was right?"
Dash snorted softly and chuckled. "No."
Soarin put a disappointed face. "No?"
"No," Dash said again.
"Well, it means my efforts in vain," said Soarin as he walked towards the piano.
"What efforts?" Dash asked.
Soarin sat facing his piano. "Nothing. Forget it."
Dash approached. "Have not heard you play the piano," said Dash while standing idly at the piano. "Play a song."
Soarin thoughtfully for a moment. "I'll play in one condition."
Dash lifted her chin, daring. "What condition?"
"If someday you miss me, you want to tell me?" Asked Soarin. Dash frowned because it was funny. "What kind of conditions is that?"
"Agree or not?" Asked Soarin while positioning all ten fingers in over the keys of the piano. He stared straight at Dash, wait for an answer.
"Why should I tell you?" Asked Dash again.
"So I can immediately ran to see you," said Soarin lightly.
Dash stunned she felt her heart beating twice fast than usually. What does he mean? Dash finally cleared her throat and said, "Okay, I'll let you know when someday I miss you. But you do not need to run to meet me, you will get tired."
Soarin laugh. Suddenly he exclaimed softly, "Ah, there's one more thing before I play! "
"What?"
He looked at Dash. "The article," he said uncertainly. "Articles about "Cheating" is... not me who said it. "
"Oh ..."
"I just want you to know," said Soarin again. "So, you need not worrying about it anymore. Leave it to me. " From inside, Dash knew Soarin who not spread gossip. So without hesitation she nodded.
"But, if you're ... I mean, are you now are close with someone?"
"You told me gossip it could not be trusted. Why asking questions like that? "asked Dash upset.
"I do not believe it. So I ask you in person, "said Soarin defensively. "I want to know the answer from you. "
Dash grimaced. "No, all that is written in the article was not true."
Soarin nodded. "Okay, I believe you. Ah, one more thing. "
Dash sighed. "What else? You actually want to play or not? "
"If someday I miss you, can I tell you?"
The next question make Dash heart pounding again. "Up to you...," Dash said, trying to keep her voice did not sound nervous. "Whatever."
"I miss you." 
This time Dash felt her heart stopped beating. She could only stare him who was smiling. She could not say anything, can not be
think of anything.
"All right," said Soarin finally. "Now what song should I play? "
> Chapter 13
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Dash, after mom thought about it, you should not get involved with that artist again." Dash move the phone to her left ear. "Mom, i told that our relationship  doesn't what did Mom think. " In the end, her mother sighed heavily and said, " Mom don't care you have a relationship with anybody, but what important is do not associate with that artist. Or any artist. " This time Dash took a deep breath.
"Mom think you can finish it, but apparently not," said her mother again. Her voice sounded sad. "Why do you have to get involved with him?
Did you already forget about Scootaloo? "
Dash was silent. Her felt no need to be reminded of the Scootalo. Never forget. How could I forget? Since first met Soarin until now, every time I see him, she always thinking about Scootalo, always asked herself whether her decision was right. Now she feels nothing. Supposedly she Shouldn't involved with Soarin, because the current chaotic heart, mind reeling. She could not settle, yet completely honest with him.
"Do not tell me last time ancident, is different from Scootalo problem," she said again.
"Because even though different, Mom do not care. Please do not engage with him again."
"Soarin is a good person, Mom, "said Dash.

"Mom did not care whether he's good or bad," interrupted his mother quickly.
"Your Mom knows, your sister's death have anything to do with him. So stay away from him,
Dash. Stay away from him. "
Dash snapped. "Mom Why you talk like that? Mom spoke as if Soarin himself that causes Scootalo death. "
"That's not what Mom said!" She said loudly. "Mom just think, if that time Scootalo not go to Cloudsdale, if only she did not join the show, now she
would still be alive. "
Basically, her mother is not small-minded, Dash knew it. Her mother not one to suppose. Actually, this is not the expected when she decided to help Soarin. When the aim is only to Soarin know, know him better. Just briefly and limited. SHe did not have any purpose. How could she know the problem could turn into like this? How could she know even feelings could change like this?
After hanging up, Dash got out of bed and walked to the window. She pushed aside the curtain and looked out the window. Rain. How long? SHe
not aware of it.

Dash took a breath, then exhaled slowly. She holds her cheeks to warm up. True, her sister, Scootalo, was dead. Scootalo, Soarin's numer one  fans. Scootalo is Soarin fans who died at the event fan meeting four years ago. Who could have guessed Scootalo will die just because the fans attending the conference? Dash still remember when Scootalo call her four years ago.

"Dash!" Cried her sister happy. "The new show is finished ya! Finally I met Jung Taewoo!
I saw him! I even talk to him! Oh yes, I managed to get a sign
hand. Can two. One for you. And I also got a brooch from her! she had
distributed ten brooch to fans-fans. One of them is me! Lucky
really, is not it? "
Dash just snorted and laughed. "Oh, it's good. Onni definitely the only one
Indonesia there. Onni had time to talk to him? Wear what language? Did Onni could
Korean language?"
"Of course," said her sister, laughing. "I can speak
A little English. Korean language? At least I can say "Nest haeyo *, Tae-Woo
Oppa ". That's the most important. "
Dash smiled at her sister's laughter on the other end.
"Why do not you want to follow? "said Scootalo again.

Dash grimaced. "Oh come on, you know I'm not a fan of Soarin, Sis. What for jostling for the sake of seeing someone who did not I like?"
"Love the necessary sacrifices," said Scootalo poetic, and laugh out loud.
Dash also laughed.
"Well, now I am waiting him out," said Scootalo. "Well, it starts to rain. Oh,
nah, nah, nah ... that he's already out. Let's call it a night. Soon I will back. Do not
eat first. Wait for me. Bye! "

It was the last time Dash heard Scootalo's voice. Scootalo did not back home to dining. Sandy
waiting for her to eat, but she did not return. After a long wait, her phone reads and Sandy almost paralyzed by the news. She does not remember what she did then. Everything became a blur. If not mistaken, she immediately called his parents in Ponyville, then ran to the hospital. Scootalo did not open her eyes when Dash arrived at the hospital.
Her sister did not open her eyes when Mom and Dad arrived at the hospital. She does not even opened her eyes when Mama called her name. Scootalo never opened her eyes again.

Dash snapped out of her reverie and realize her cheeks wet with tears. She remove them by hand, but the tears would not stop flowing.
Now what to do? Soarin ... should she tell him?
Suddenly her cell phone rang. Dash snapped. She looked at her cell phone lying in bed. She wiped the tears and reached for the phone. she saw
phone screen lights up. SAN. Soarin .
"Hello?"
"Dash?" The sound of Soarin. "Haven't eaten?"
Dash smiled involuntarily. "You called just to ask me that?"
"Was i?" Said Soarin. "Have you eaten already?"
"Of course I have. It's past the dinner hour, "said Dash. "You have not eaten?"
"Not yet. I've just finished filming for a television show, "said Soarin, then the sound of a sneeze.
"What happened to you? Flu? "Dash asked.
"No. Only the weather was a bit cold today, "said Soarin.
Dash heard seemed Soarin was cleaning his nose.
"Now it is raining. Do not wander everywhere. "said Soarin advises.
"Are you my mother?" Dash replied with chuckle.
"Just trying to show a little attention. Never mind. Is okay. I will go eat with Ben. "
"Soarin."
Oh, is she had just summoned Soarin?
"What?"
Dash did not know what to say. Had she just wants to hear Soarin voice.
"You're okay, right?" Asked Soarin with alarm.
Dash shook her head, but after realizing Soarin could not see, she said, "No, i'm okay."
"Then anything you want to say? '
Dash did not answer.
"Well, at lest you miss me?" Quipped Soarin.
"Mm."
"What? What did you said? "
Dash hesitated a moment, then set her heart. "Um, I did miss you. "
"Okay, that means I have to run to see you now," said Soarin.
Dash laughed. "That's not need."
"You're at home, right? Wait there. I'll be there soon."
"Soarin Skies, do not worry. Besides being rain-Soarin? Hello? Soarin. Jeez. "Dash stared at her phone amazed. What happen with this man? Is he serious? 


Soarin could hardly believe his own ears. Dash missed him. He immediately rose from seats and gather his things.
"Soarin, are you going to eat?" Asked the Ben, who went into space dressing. "Want to eat together hey, where are you going?"
Soarin looked at Ben Bear and said, "Sorry, Ben. I should see Dash now. "
"Oh? Why such a rush? "Asked the manager again. "What happened? "

Soarin were already walking to the door turned and looked at his manager. He
smiled at his manager who confusion.
"She missed me," said Soarin, then exit left Ben who still looks confused. 

Dash heard the doorbell rings. So quickly arrived? She rose and walked to the door. When she opened the door, Soarin's already standing there
smile widely.
"I told you no need to come here," said Dash. "You- "
Dash stunned when Soarin suddenly hugged her. her breath caught and for a moment Dash forgotten how to breathe again.
"Soarin, you alright?" SHe asked softly. Soarin was still holding her. "Though we just met yesterday, why it feels as long ago I do not see you? "the man muttered.
Dash just chuckled. "I thought you said you haven't eat?"
Suddenly Soarin off his arms on her shoulders. "Right. Come on, come with me to eat outside. "
"Hold on." Dash detained. Does she have to tell Soarin about Scootaloo?
"What?" Asked Soarin.
It should be said. But how? Should it be now? No, she had to think about it. She should think of her words. She will tell Soarin, but not now.
"It's okay," said Dash finally. "Good, i'll come with you." 


Dash vaguely hear a siren, like an ambulance or police car siren. No, no sirens. It was the sound of the doorbell. Dash turned and tried to open her eyes. She glanced at the small clock beside his bed. Who is come early? Dash forced herself out of bed and in a state of half unknowingly, she staggered to the door and opened it.
"Oh, Spit?" She said after see who is standing at the door. He took a step back so that her friend could enter. Without saying anything, Spitfire through. Dash somewhat surprised to see her attitude. She closed the door and went after her. Spitfire standing upright in the middle of the room. Her face was serious.
"Spitfire, are you alright?" Dash asked cautiously.
Spifire opened her bag and pulled out several sheets of paper. She twisted body overlooking Dash.
"I do not know what to say," said Spitfire. She handed those papers to Dash "Can you explain what this was all about."
Dash frowned and received the papers from the hands of Spitfire. And read the first paper, her body becomes stiff.
"I got it from the internet article and I printed it out," said Spitfire.
Dash put her hand on her forehead. Sentences circling article in her mind, making her head throb.
... Who is Rainbow Dash? Soarin lover or someone who wants
revenge? ... Rainbow Dash is Scootalo Big sister who died at Soarin's fan meeting four years ago ... Why approaching Soarin? ...
Revenge for the death of her sister ... Did Soarin already know? Or not ... Pity...

There is also a picture of herself. Clear. This photo ... Dash remember, must have been taken when she met that two girls who Soarin fans in the middle of the road. At that time she felt they holding the phone. It turns out they are being photographed at that time. They take a picture and find out about her.
"Rainbow Dash, what does that mean?" Asked Spitfire.
Dash shook his head. "How do they know all this?"
"You mean all This is true?"
Dash looked at  Spitfire with a puzzled look. "Yes ... No ... Yes ... no, no."
"For God's sake, answer it!" Said Spitfire. Dash sat on the floor. Hand still holding the papers. Spitfire sighed and sat down on the floor. "All right," she said quietly. "I will be asked and you answered. "
Dash just stared at her, then stared at the papers in her hand.
"Did you have a sister?" Asked Spitfire.
Dash nodded.
"Your sister is a fan of Soarin, who died four years ago?"
Dash noded again and hear Spitfirechoked breath.
"Why all this time you never tell me? During this time I think you're only kid in your family. "
"But, Spit, which is written in this article ... about revenge ... it's not
correct. I had no such intention. You have to believe me, "said Dash panic.
"Of course I believe you," said Spitfire. "Now the problem is not that. The fans of Soarin are very angry, you know? In every website Soarin articles, also comments that do not good. This can be a big scandal, Dash. And you now it's not a stranger anymore. Your face has been plastered on the internet. Soon also will be posted on tabloids. You'll be stalked by reporters, Dash. " Dash felt her head spinning. What has been done?
"Soarin know about your sister?"
Dash stunned. Soarin. He did not know anything. She has not had time to ... Dash rushed up and grabbed her cell phone.
"Soarin does not know?"
Dash heard Spitfire asked, but she did not answer. She pressed the button with trembling hands, and stick it in her ear. Not active. Soarin phone was not enabled. Dash tries his home phone number. No one also raised. She closed her cell phone in slow motion. Her head felt heavy. How about now? She took a deep breath, then walked quickly toward the closet.
"Dash, where will you go?" Asked Spitfire.
"I have to meet him," Dash said, pulling her jacket from inside closet.

Soarin sits and looked at his computer with his head bowed. This morning he woke up with a happy feeling. At that time, for some reason he felt uncomfortable with feeling like that, as if the happy feeling that will not last long.
Apparently it proved. Early in the morning Ben Bear calling, tell him to open the computer, and go to a website. Soarin read the articles listed on the website. Is that true? Fans who died four years ago is Dash sister? Today he realize the little things that had surprised him, but he was not truly notice.

Soarin remember, at that time they were eating grilled meat at home Ben Bear. Ben tell her about the fan meeting. Dash looked surprised and then coughed, then she asked, "A fan metting? Just like what it used to be?"
Then when he asked for help Dash choose a gift for
fans, she proposed a brooch. When Soari  said he was alrealy gift a brooch for his fans ago, she said, "Aah, that's right."
And Dash also asked his about the accident four years ago. That time her face rather pale, Soarin just realized it now. She also said, "I think ... you're not wrong."
Soarin also remembered the words of his manager. Ben ever commented that it felt strange Dash did not ask for anything in return for take pictures with him and pretend to be his girlfriend.

Soarin rubbed his face with both hands, his eyes staring at the screen computer. Is Dash really has to do with fans who dead four years ago? Is she wanted to get revenge? No, it is impossible.
Dash had said the accident was not his fault. No, he could not sit down. Whas she waiting him? He must see
Dash. He should talk to her. What are you talking about? He does not know. He could not think. He had to meet her.
Just when Soarin rise from a chair, his phone rang. He let the answering machine take it. He grabbed his car keys and will be out of the door when a voice on the answering machine manager telephone.
"Soarin, please pick up the phone. I know you're there. Soarin Skies! "
Soarin just stared motionless answering machine.
"They want to meet you. You should come here. "
Soarin know who "they" are intended Beb said. The producers and his agent. He picked up the phone and said, "I want to meet her. After that I will go there. "
Just as he expected, many journalists already waiting in front his home. He could hear them calling out to him from the front fence.
Soarin directly into the car, opened the fence with a remote control, and sped away without ignoring the reporters. He could not give any comments. Not before he met Dashie.

Not so far leaving home, Soarin saw a girl was running toward his home. Dash. She was running toward his house. Dash ran as fast as possible. She ran down the street toward Soarin house. She must meet him. She had to explain everything. Soon. Suddenly she saw a red car speeding toward her. Soarin car. She stop running, trying to catch her breath panting. Definitely Soarin also already seen her, because the car was stopped right next to her. Dash saw the car window down. Soarin looked at her from behind dark glasses. Dash was not able to say anything because it is still trying catch her breath.
"Come in," said Soarin. "There are many journalists back there."

Along the way, they do not speak. Soarin kept his eyes straight front. Dash wants to start a conversation, but do not know where to start, Dash sure he knew about the article in the internet. Do Soarin  angry? She have no idea. Dash glanced him carefully. Difficult to see his expression from behind dark glasses. finally Dash choose silence first.
Soarin car proceeded toward the outside of the city. Dash estimate they was heading for the beach. It's true. Finally, Soarin stop his car on the side of a deserted road. To the right of them was a vast ocean. In left them there are several restaurants.
Dash sat tensely while Soarin turned off the ignition. From the corner of hier eye, she saw Soarin opened her dark glasses but still wear a hat. He took a deep breath and release the seat belt.
Then he opened the door and got out.
"Get out," he said to Dash.
Dash release the seat belt slowly. Her brain continued to compose words she wanted to say on Soarin. She came out of the car and walked, standing and half leaning on the front of the car, looking at the sea.
Dash stood beside him. Sh wants to open her mouth, but no sound. She does not like seeing Soarin so quiet like this.
"Sorry," muttered Soarin.
Dash turned to him. Why he say that? Sorry?

Soarin still looking out to sea. He exhales. "Forgive me, "he said again. His tone is weak, as if he could not pronounce the words. "Forgive me."
Dash frowned in surprise. "Stop apologize?" She asked.
Soarin turned to her, smiled faintly. "Regarding your sister," he said. "Forgive me."
Dash hearts feels as if squeezed. Why Soarin said sorry? Instead she would like to apologize for not telling him since the beginning.
"No," Dash muttered. "Why apologize? You're not wrong. "
"So, the article was true?" Asked Soarin again.
Dash did not like the tone his voice  like that. He looked sad, desperate, disappointed. Dash took a breath, then exhaled slowly. "Right, I've little sister. True, she died four years ago. And indeed, she died after attending a conference of the fans. "
Soarin head bowed. They were silent for a moment, then Soarin asked quietly, "I thought you were an only kid in your family."
Dash turned to Soarin, then turned back to the sea. His words flowing smoothly. "After my mom  married my father, my mother merried again. Scootalo is child of her marriage from second husband. But when Scootalo was two years old, his father died. Two years then, my mother married my father again. When I was ten years old, Our family moved to Cloudsdale. Scootalo did not want to participate, so he remained in Ponyville
with her grandmother. However, our relationship is very good. She often came to Cloudsdale, but was never able to speak English.
"Four years ago, she came to Cloudsdale to attend the conference of your fans meeting. She's one of your greatest fans. Always talk about you. sometimes I get tired of hearing it. I do not understand why she was idolazing you so much. Before going to the show, she kept trying asked me to accompany her to the conference on the fan, but I do not want to. She said i'll miss it because i don't know you, did not hear Soarin singing.

"I want you to understand I do not blame you." Dash stared Soarin.
The man was also looking at her. "Because she never had grudge against. Maybe at first i had to wonder why i was willing to help you? Why i willing to engage in business. At that time I just wanted to know you, to know you better. I want to know why my sister like you. I think, if I can understand the reason my sister like you, I will feel more understanding and feelings will improve. Only that."
Dash looked away. "I should have told you sooner. Forgive me."
Soarin inserting his hands into his pockets. "Then," he said, "Did you finally can understand what your sister feel? "
Dash smiled faintly. Soarin ask the right questions. Is she able to understand Scootalo? Did she find the answers why Scootalo really liked Soarin?
"I guess no," she replied.
"No?"
Dash turned to look at Soarin. He was also looking at her with an expression that is hard to guess what it means.
"I guess I'll never be able to understand it," Dash continued, "because I think what I felt is different to what Scootalo felt. " Soarin forehead furrowed not understand.

It seems like what was Scootalo felt to you is different from the feeling I have for you, says Dash heart.
Soarin frown slowly disappear. When he was about to say something, his cell phone rang. He pulled out his cellphone quickly.
"Hello? ... Mm ... I understand. "
Soarin only short words, then close the flap cell phone back.
"From Uncle Ben?" Dash asked.
Soarin glanced at her, then nodded. "Mm."
"You told him, did not you?"
Soarin did not answer.
"Maybe ... Do you think we should not see each other for a while? I mean, because there is a problem like this. I think we both also need ...
to think."
Soarin exhaled loudly, but did not say anything. They both fell silent for a moment. Each other enjoyed the silence and broken only by the waves. Somehow there is a glimmer of feeling peace at that time. If may, Dash wanted time to stop right then and there. she wants
enjoy the silence, a feeling of peace, and the soothing sound of the sea by Soarin at her side. But of course that's impossible. Sooner or
later they'll have to face reality.
"Let's just go back now," Dash said finally.
Dash moved, intending away from the car, when suddenly she felt her wrist surround by Soarin hand. SHe turned and saw Soarin were gripping
without looking at her. Suddenly she found to difficult breathe.
"Do not you worry," said Soarin in a low tone. "Let me handle this issue. After that we will talk again. You ... you want to wait until then? "
Dash nodded, then said, "Let's go back now ..."
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Hi my readers, i want to you know that i have plan to write the less chapter and will publish it when i finish this this story so... it will take a long-long-long waitting...

First i need to find a job and next is pay my rent and after that i'll finish all chapter and publish it...

Life is been bored without old man here but still have friend who cheering me :)

And sorry about the slow update cause i need to re-start my life.... XD

So Bye....
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> Chapter 14
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SINCE that day, Dash experiencing a typical day. Although Soarin already straightened gossip, of course not all the parties to accept it as a reality. There are still a fan of Soarin who say things that are unpleasant and spread them on the internet. Dash also cannot take a walk alone in public places anymore. Now many people recognize her, especially Soarin’s fans. There were polite, just smiled when recognize her. But there are also rude.
Dash realized that experiencing difficult times not only herself, but also Soarin. He have had to face the nightmare again. People returned to the subject accident four years ago involving him and that resulted in one of the fans died.
Since their return from the beach, Dash did not talk with Soarin. It's been over a week. Many times Dash wanted to call, but later canceled her intention. She thought it best not to contact him for a while, as they had agreed. But Her heart is not quiet.
"Miss Dash."
Dash gasped and turned. Mrs. Rarity was standing beside her, hands on her hips.
"Yes, Mrs. Rarity?" She quickly rose from her chair.

"What are you thinking, Miss Dash? I've called you a hundred times, "said Mrs. Rarity. "Your face is too pale as the moon."
Dash looked down. "I am sorry."
"Because Soarin?"
Dash looked up in surprise. "Oh, Mrs. Rarity, that-"
Mrs. Rarity held up her hand to stop the words of Dash. "Miss Dash, I do not believe in rumors circulating. I trust you. Do you understand that? "
Dash was silent.
Mrs. Rarity walked back to her desk and sat in the big chair. "But you do like it, right?"
Mrs. Rarity direct question and suddenly it made Dash could not say anything.
"You want to meet him?"
Dash was still silent.
Turns Mrs. Rarity interpret Dash silence as a "yes". "Why do not you call him?"
Dash smiled and shook his head.
Mrs. Rarity leaned her head back into the chair. "That's true," she said. "He must busy with lot of business today. When everything is settled, I'm sure he'll call you. "
Dash only nodded slightly, then get out of the studio. She walked into the reception office when it was empty. She sat on the couch and looked out the big glass window. Many cars were passing, but Dash did not really notice. She stared at the phone in her hand.
If someday you miss me, will you tell me? ... So I can immediately ran to see you.
Is it true? No, he will not try.
Suddenly the phone rang in her hand. She stared at the phone screen and her heart was pounding twice as fast. Soarin.
Dash cell phone pressed to her ear. "Yes?" Why did her voice sounded hoarse?
"How are you?"
Dash's eyes were hot soon as she heard Soarin voices.
"Are you alright?" Soarin's voice sounded again. His voice was cheerful, light and relaxed.

"Mm," said Dash as she blinked to dispel tears. "How about you?"
"I want to meet you."
Dash did not say anything.
Soarin took a long sigh. "How about this? It's been a long time I did not see you, did not hear you, it feels strange. It seems like everything I do is nothing right. Then I thought, maybe if I call you and hear your voice, I would feel better. Now, hearing your voice, I did feel better, but other problems arise. "There was a pause. "I became more and more want to see you."
Unconsciously Dash smile, but her eyes began to blur.
"What I should do to not think like that?"
Dash blinked, but this time the tears cannot be stopped.
"Can you help me?" Asked Soarin again. "Say" Soarin, fighting! "Just once."
Dash chuckled and wiped tears with the palm of her hand. "Soarin, fighting!" She said.
She heard Soarin sighed contentedly. "Okay, I will follow your words. I will survive. And for you, Dash, fighting! "
Dash closed the phone slowly. Yes, hold on, Dash.

"You want to Ponyville?"
Dash looked Spitfire, chuckling. "Why so surprised?"
They both were chatting in the cafe subscriptions when Dash tells Spitfire she will return to Ponyville three days. It turned out that her friend looked more surprised than she thought.
Spitfire flopped into a chair and sigh. "You're running away?" She accused.
Dash shook her head. "No. Escape from what? "
"From Soarin Skies," replied her friend immediately.
"Jeez, why do I have to run away from him?"
"Then why suddenly want to return to your home town?"
Dash took back in her chair. "Just want to change the atmosphere. I want settle down for a while. You know here I will not be calm down. Not as yet the problem was sorted out. Anyway my mother was angry. "
Spitfire stared Dash with a frown. "Why are she angry?"

"Of course she angry when me suddenly become material in the tabloids," said Dash.
"But actually you do not blame Soarin for the accident, right?" Asked Spitfire carefully.
"No," said Dash. She sighed and confirms once again, "No."
"Then why did you not see him?"
"Because we need time to think. Although I do not blame him, however, there must be a wedge between us. Moreover, I also have to think about my mother. "
They were both silent for a moment, busy with their own thoughts. Spitfire then asked, "How long will you stay in Ponyville?"
Sandy shrugged. "Maybe just one week. Maybe more. I have no idea. To be sure, I'll be back. "
"You've told Soarin about this?"
Dash shook his head. "Is it necessary?"
"I think it's a stupid question."
Dash inclined his head. "I don’t know how to tell him."
"Do not ask me to do it," said Spitfire. "You have said it yourself."

Soarin checked his appearance in the mirror. In five minutes he had to perform in front of the camera. Today he will appear in a talk show that is quite popular. Of course the most hotly gossip about him to be confirmed. It is okay. He was ready. Through the mirror, he saw Ben Bear approached from behind. His manager pointed watches. Soarin nodded in understanding.
Suddenly his cell phone rang. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the phone. So read the writing that appears on the phone screen, he smiled. Already this past week he did not contact her. Dash Why the sudden call?
"Hello?" He said as his cell phone attached to his ear.
"It's me." Dash's voice.
Soarin smiles. "I know."
Dash just mumbling unclear, then asked, "What are you doing?"
"Soon on air," said Soarin, looking around. "What is wrong?"
"Nothing. Just wanted to hear your voice. "
"So?" Said Soarin happy. "Where are you now?"
"At the train station."
Soarin frowned. Looks like he misheard. "Where?"
"At the train station."
He had not misheard. "Why at the train station? Pick someone up? "
"I will go to Ponyville. "
Wait ... Ponyville? 
Looks like Soarin unwittingly voicing his thoughts, because Dash replied, "Yes, I will go to Ponyville. It's been quite a long time I wanted to meet my parents. "
"How long will you be there?" Asked Soarin. His hands suddenly felt weak.
"About a week," Dash replied quickly. "Just for the holidays."
"So."
"Oh, I should go now. Take care of yourself."
Soarin is still in a state of semi-conscious. "Um ... do you," he muttered.
Although Dash was disconnected, Soarin was still holding the phone in his ear.
That girl will go. Soarin suddenly feel powerless. Although he could understand why Dash wanted to go to Ponyville, why Dash felt need to distance themselves from Cloudsdale for a while, yet he did not want her to go. Although he want to go to the train station now, he knew it was no use. Dash must have entered into the train. That's why she was not told him earlier. Dash knew Soarin will surely prevent them if it can. Thinking about the girl would go to make Soarin anxious. What if Dash does not come back? Did not meet Dash sometime alone makes Soarin bit of panic, as people are losing direction, especially now.
"Soarin, come on, it's time."
Soarin turned to his manager. He held up a hand to signal. Then he tell himself once again in the mirror. Soarin, fighting!

> Chapter 15
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"HEY, what are you listen?"
Dash hear  cheerful voice and full of spirit. AJ, her cousin the same age, went to her room and immediately lay down on her bed. Before Dash replied, AJ has been reached  CD which is being held by Dash.
"He’s Handsome," she remarked when looking at the front cover CD whose Soarin’s photo. "Why you got signatures of there? It's a real signature of the singer? You meet him before? "
Dash laughed and took the CD back. "Yes. "
She saw AJ just grinned and shrugged. There are times when she wanted to be like her cousin. AJ is a happy girl, relaxed, and talented. See, despite spending most of her life in Povyville with her father and only occasionally visited his mother in Philidelpia when on vacation.
"Do you have plans today?" Dash asked. "How early you come here?"
"I get bored at home," said her cousin lightly. She sat on the edge of the bed and tidying Dash hair. "By the way, you are suddenly bobbed in Ponyville. Make everybody shocked. Broken heart again? "
"What?"
"Are you have a crushes?" AJ replace the question.
"What's crushes?"
AJ eyes widened. "Ugh ... you really don’t understand or what… must I speak Indonesian to you?" She said with a chuckle. "I mean, have you got a guy? Already have a boyfriend? You know. "
Dash smile. "Already," she said, pointing to the front cover picture CD. "This is him."
AJ grimaced. "Yeah, also Wave Chill is my brother," she said quickly. "What the heck, I asked nicely."
Dash  has also been estimated that AJ would not believe her. She looked at Soarin face at the CD cover. Already one week she was in Ponyville, and during a week that she could not see the photos and articles about Soarin in the tabloids and on television. But Spitfire still frequently send massage-the latest news. Also Soarin sometimes send message to inform the situation.
"AJ, could I borrow your phone?"
"Why? "Asked AJ pulling cell phone out of her purse.
"I want to send a massage to my friends in Cloudsdale. I want to say after tomorrow I'm going back to there, "Dash explained. AJ shook her head and sighed.

"Here, already send it," AJ said, and then she got out of Dash bed. "Now we should go!"
"What? Where are you going?"
AJ looked at herself in the mirror hanging on the wall, turn left, turn right, then leaned close to the mirror, as if to check if there is a speck of dust on the tip of her nose. "We'll go to Disneyland? " 

* * *

"So you definitely come back today?" Asked Spitfire. She thanked the clerk who handed groceries and refocus Spitfire who was talking on the other end.
"Mm," said Dash. Her voice was less clear for international connections. "Now I'm on my way home. Two hours I will go to the train station. My train leaves at midnight, so I think I'll schedule until tomorrow morning. "
Spitfire pushed the glass door and exit the store. "Okay. I'll meet you at the Station later. "
"No need. I can take a taxi alone. Don’t you have to help your mother? "
"Usually there are no customers coming in that hours," argued Spitfire. "Soarin was in the Canterlot, so he cannot go to pick you up."
"I know. He came home today. "
Spitfire grimace. "I see you still in touch with him. Did your mother not angry? "
Spitfire hear Dash chuckle on the other side, and Dash said, "No, actually she was not really angry. My mom just sad because reminded of  Scootaloo."
Spitfire nodded, even though she knew Dash could not see the nod of her head. "Yes, Soarin've done. Somehow. At least now he is busy. "
"Oh, pleasan-AHH!"
Spitfire stopped running. She frowned. "Hello? Hello? Dash? "
No answer. The telephone connection has been lost. Spitfire looked at her cell phone, then she try to call Dash phone, again. Cannot.  try again. Still cannot.
Initially Spitfire was not so troubling about disconnected, but when she could not find her at the Station when she picked the next day, she began to worry. She again tried to call Dash, but still cannot connect.
Spitfire confusion. She did not know the phone number of Dash's house in Ponyville. She had to call anyone? Suddenly she remembered the massage received from Dash by using her cousin phone. Spitfire checking her cell phone. Hopefully her cousin phone numbers was still there.

Ah, have not been removed. Thank God.
Spitfire quickly dialed the number and waited impatiently.
"Hello?" She got an answer from the other side. Women's voices. Dash Cousins or not? It looks like it's true.
"Hello," she said uncertainly. "Is this Dash 's cousin?"
"Yes," the woman replied. His voice sounded strange. "This is AJ. Who 's speaking? "
"My name is Spitfire. Rainbow Dash 's friend from Korea, "said Spitfire introduce herself. "I need to ask you something. Dash told me that she would arrive in Cloudsdale today, but I couldn’t find her at the train station. She couldn’t make it?"
Upon hearing the answer Dash cousin, Spitfire's eyes widened. "What?! I "m sorry ... what was that? Can you say that again, please? "
Spitfire feel her body relaxed instantly. Once disconnected, she immediately contacted Soarin through Ben Bear phone because she did not have Soarin phone number. Not connected. Perhaps Ben Bear and Soarin was still in the plane that brought them back to Cloudsdale from the Canterlot.
She ruffled her hair with despair. She must immediately notify Soarin what has happened to Dash.

"Tired," Ben muttered as he got into the car that was waiting for them at the front door of the airport.
Soarin leaned his head back into the chair. Dash should have been returned to Cloudsdale today. Really have almost a month had passed since the last time he met her? Today he would be able to see her. Soarin felt his spirits restored once thought he could see Dash.
He wondered to himself since when the girl was to be one reason for through his day. Because you want to see and with her, so he persisted, still wake up in the morning, keep breathing. Soarin now understand what it means when someone wants to stay alive for the sake of others. He often watched the drama which the main character is a deadly serious disease, but he wants to stay alive for the sake of his loved. Prior to this, Soarin did not really understand the feeling like it until now, although are not suffering from any disease, he wanted to stay alive. Because in this life, there is someone very precious to him. Because in this life, he wanted to always be able to see and with that person.
"Strange. Dash friend named Spitfire's already called me a dozen times. "
Soarin reverie was interrupted by the sound of his manager. He turned and saw Ben was frowning staring at her cell phone.
"Spitfire?" Asked Soarin.
Ben nodded. "I just found out after turn on my phone back."
Soarin participated pulled his phone and activate it. Suddenly Ben phone rang.
"Spitfire," said Ben and immediately answered.
Soarin watched his manager talking with Dash's friends.
"Spitfire, speaking slowly. I do not understand what you're saying, "said Ben. "Soarin? ... Yes, he's here ... Want to talk to him? ... Okay, wait. "
Soarin frowned. Suddenly he felt unwell. What to do with Dash?
He received a phone from Ben. "Yes?"
"Soarin, I want to tell you earlier, but Uncle mobile phone  inactive and I do not know your number." Soarin hear the voice of Dash friend was a bit nervous and confused.
"Me and Ben is on the plane, so we were both inactive our cell phone before," Soarin explains. The feeling increasingly uneasy. "Why are you looking for me?"
"Dash..."
Why did he suddenly found it hard to breathe?
"What's wrong with Dash?" He asked. His hands began to feel cold. He himself began to panic. "Where is she?"
"Dash still in Ponyville."
"She did not go home today? Why?"
Spitfire silent for a moment. Soarin will call her when she spoke again. "She had an accident."
"What?"
This time Spitfire explanation flow smoothly. "I already called her cousin in Ponyville because Dash phone cannot contacted. She had told me Dash in a traffic accident. The taxi she was traveling was involved in a pileup on the freeway. "
Soarin feel his chest heavy, trouble breathing, his blood froze as if granted. "How is her condition now?"
"Not consciously." Spitfire's voice began to break. It looks like she began to cry.
Still unconscious ... Oh my God ...
Soarin tried hard to catch his breath. "In which hospital? ... I understand ... Thank you. "
Dash was lying unconscious ...
"Soarin, what happen? Dash entered the hospital? "
Soarin hear Ben, but he did not have the strength to answer. His mind was frantic.
"Hey, Soarin!"
"I must be there," he said quickly regardless manager. "I have to go to Ponyville."

AJ hugged a basket with one hand. A basket of food that will be given to Dash parents who have been waiting Dash overnight in the hospital. AJ who told her mother brought food to them.
She stepped through the front door of the large hospital and walked to the elevator. AJ plans to persuade uncle and aunt in breaks. If she could keep the uncle and aunt want to go home for a while. AJ felt sorry for them both. Yesterday her mothers and fathers crying also had cried after seeing Dash lying in a hospital room with a full body and facial injuries.
Ting!
Tara flinched tinkling bell that signaled the open of the elevator doors. She exhales loudly and out of the elevator. When will veer towards Dash room, she stopped. At Dash's room she saw two men she did not recognize were standing face to face with both Dash parents. AJ saw the old one embrace aunt who occasionally wiping tears with a handkerchief, nodding a little.
AJ squinting. Looks like she had seen one of the two men. Not the old one, but standing next to him with his head bowed. The look on the face of the man looked disheveled. Wait ... is not the same man with the men in the picture on the front cover of the CD has ever been demonstrated Dash to her? AJ watched more carefully. Right ... indeed that person. That means ... the artist?
Then AJ saw Dash's parents march to the man wearing glasses. The artist bowed to Dash's parents, but he did not go. He remained standing at the door of the room where Dash was.
The man was holding the handle of the bedroom door for a moment. Not moving. Then slowly he opened the door and entered.

Soarin felt himself tired. He had never felt like this. All his energy seemed to have absorbed. His chest felt so heavy. He climbed the first train he could get to Ponyville, then straight to the hospital where Dash was. Everything went like a dream. When he met Dash's parents for the first time, when he spoke to them, asked that he be permitted to see Dash, she was still in a state of semi-conscious.
He went into her room and Dash seemed kneaded so strong when he saw Dash lying with her eyes closed. Soarin went to bed and watched Dash bruised face. Her head was bandaged, as well as elbow and a leg.
Soarin pulled up a chair and sit on the side of the bed. He smiled weakly.
"It's me," he said quietly.
Dash remained motionless.
Soarin reached out and touched the hands of Dash. "Have not seen you. You know, I almost forgot your face. If I forgot your face, I could never do anything right. You know why? Because I'll be too busy trying to remember your face as to not being able to think of other problems. Pretty bad, right? "
He stroked Dash cheek with his fingertips. "Now seeing you, I just remembered. Ah, right ... Your eyes are like this ... your mouth like this…your nose ... forehead ... and hair. "
He held her hand gently. "How could I forget your face?" Soarin sighs. "My memory is bad, I know. What do you think, what should I do? I think, I have to see you every day so I would not to forget. That means you should always at my side, with me. What do you think?"

AJ approached Dash bedroom door and hesitated. She had no thought or purpose whatsoever. She just wanted to know what the man in Dash room doing. She therefore strengthen the heart and opened the door slowly.
She saw the man sitting on the side of the bed. The man was not aware of her presence behind the door. AJ saw Dash's hand with one of the man hand. AJ stunned to see how the man looked at her cousin. Never before has anyone looked at her that way. AJ is not a romantic type of person, but she felt the gaze was so sincere. She would have been crushed if anyone gave her a feeling like that.
The man is talking As he spoke, the man touched Dash's face with his fingertips. Only with the fingertips, and very slowly, as if afraid of hurting the girl lying on the bed. Unconsciously, AJ held her breath, amazed to see him and Dash. The man's voice was soft and deep.
The man sighed heavily. He stared at Dash's face and then AJ heard him whisper, "I Love You ..."
AJ esophagus somehow choked and tears rolling down. Which made AJ touched is the way the man say: with all the feeling, as if he no longer have the energy to utter another word. With a simple word an only three word.
I love you....

> Chapter 16
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A few days after that Soarin continue stay in Ponyville. Ben cancel and re-schedule Soarin work. Soarin wanted to stay beside Dash. He also used the occasion to get to know both Dash parents. After getting to know them personally, he comes to know with certainty that in fact both Dash parents did not hate him because of what happened four years ago.
"Still the same. Not consious, "said Soarin while sitting on a bench in the hospital corridor. He was holding phone taped to his ear and leaned against the wall. His mother called from Manhattan to ask how Dash. "Sure, Mom. If there's any news, I'll call Mom ... Yes, Ben still here with me ... Don't need to worry about me. I can look after myself ... Yeah, bye. "

Soarin close the phone and closed his eyes. For several days now he sleepless. He was tired, but he could not sleep. Dash's parents, too. Dash's father had returned to work but often came to see his daughter every evening. Her mother has always been in the hospital. Dash cousin named Applejack or AJ they call her, came and now accompany Dash's mother went to lunch in the hospital cafeteria.
Taking a deep breath, Soarin returned to Dash room. He sat in his usual place, on the side of the bed. The doctor had said, when Dash , she'll be fine. The problem is doctors do not know when Dash will be aware. She was still lying motionless, did not open her eyes.

Soarin touch Dash hand. Suddenly stopped his movements. He frowned. Is he see Dash eyelids move early. No, he was just dreaming.
But then he felt his hand being grasped. He gasped and stared at Dash's face, his heart pounding.
Dash's eyelids move, then slowly opens her eyes.
Soarin was so relieved until his legs felt weak. Dash aware! She was conscious. Soarin reached out and touched her cheek. The girl looked limp and her eyes met his.
"You're aware," said Soarin, smile. He was so relieved, so happy that he wanted to jump. "How do you feel?"
Dash opened her mouth, but it was too limp to speak. Soarin quickly shook his head. "Do not speak. You're still weak. Wait a minute, we have to call the doctor. "
Soarin pressing the red button near the bed and looked back at Dash. It seems she was still half awake, because her eyes occasionally closed, then opened again, but from the eyes Soarin know Dash recognize him.
The girl looked at him, then opened her mouth again. Soarin put his ear to Dash face, listen to her words.
"I.... miss.... you."
Soarin stunned. Dash sound is more like a whisper, but he heard the words clearly. Soarin smiled and said softly, "Me too."
Not long after, he heard the door open. Soarin turned and saw doctors and nurses rushed in. He turned back to Dash and said, "The doctor is coming. I'll go briefly to call your mother. You'll be fine. "

"She already knows I'll take you home," said Soarin, putting bags on the sofa.
Today Dash was allowed to leave the hospital. The situation has improved although she was still a little weak. Anyway after a week regained consciousness in the hospital, Dash begins to feel bored.
When the collisions that happens, the last thing she remembered was Soarin. That she will never met him again. Not to talk to him. She was afraid would never have a chance to see Soarin again. Then everything was dark. She does not know anything else.

Dash hardly believe what she saw when first opened her eyes. She saw Soarin face. Like dreaming. If you dream of, then she did not want to wake up. But it was true. Soarin was really there, at her side, holding her hand and talking to her.
"Why look at me like that?"
Dash snapped out of her reverie and see Soarin was looking at her, raised his eyebrow. Dash smiled and shook his head.
Soarin wheeled to the bedside. "Let me help," he said.
Dash let Soarin carried her and put her in a wheelchair. Although most of the bandage has been removed, her foot is still not strong enough to walk or stand, therefore they need a wheelchair.
"Before returning home, I want to take you somewhere," said Soarin, grabbing bags and wheeled.
"Where we going?" Asked Dash wonder.
"I want to take you to lunch. To celebrate your recovery. "
"Where?"
"You'll see."
"With what?"
"Of course with car. Uh ... you're not afraid, are you? "Asked Soarin somewhat hesitant.
Dash shook her head. "That's not what I mean."
Soarin laugh. "There are people who will drive the car. I have also been warned to drive carefully. "
"Who?"
"If I told you, you would not know who he is."
Dash tilts her head and does not wonder anymore. Inquiry is of no use if Soarin was not willing to say anything.
It turned out that Dash did not know middle-aged man driving the car. Dash saw Soarin spoke to him, then the middle-aged man nodded in understanding. They set off.
They stopped at a famous hotel.
"We will eat here?" Asked Dash hesitated.
"Yes. I've already booked the place. Let me help you out, "said Soarin.

Dash quickly detained. "Wait a minute, Soarin Skies. I ... I mean, I do not go into a place like that with a wheelchair. I mean- "
Dash words is interrupted when Soarin holding her face with both hands.
"It is okay. I with you here, "he said, smiling reassuringly.
Dash did not say anything. She let herself seated in a wheelchair and wheeled into the hotel lobby.
An employee of the hotel seems to have been familiar with Soarin. He immediately smiled friendly and immediately showed the way to the restaurant.
Dash felt a bit weird when walked into the restaurant and did not see anyone there. There are only a few waiters who stand in a corner, waiting for orders. Dash also noticed there are some men who play musical instruments on a small stage in the middle of the restaurant.
Hotel employee who drove them were shown a table that had been prepared for them, at the front, near the stage. Dash also saw a black grand piano as well as the musicians who sit there and play it.
When Soarin had sat opposite her, Dashopened her mouth. "Why do I feel you've set up all this?"
"Set up what?" Soarin countered with his face without sin.
Dash smiled. "Nobody in this restaurant, except the waiter and some music players. You set this up? "
Soarin just laughed.
Soon their meals delivered. It seems a long time since Dash eat with Soarin. She really enjoyed it. She always felt happy to be near Soarin. When she was with him, she felt calmer, happier.
When they finished eating, Dash was about to say something when Soarin raised his hand to stop her words.
"I know what you want to say," said Soarin sure.
Dash's eyebrows lifted.
"From earlier you kept glancing at the piano over there," said Soarin. "I knew you would ask me to play the piano. Right?"
Dash surprised and laugh. "How do you know?" She asked.
"Of course," said Soarin. "Because I know you."
Dash watched Soarin as he got up from the chair and walked toward the piano. The man who had been playing the piano stand and let Soarin
sit. It also spotlights shining somewhere flaming piano. Soarin sat down at the piano and the position of the fingers on the keys.
Soarin looked at Dash and asked, "What song you want to hear?"
"Anything," Dash replied quickly.
"I've written a song," said Jung Soarin while pressing a few notes on the piano. "Actually, I write this song for you, but there are no lyrics, is also no title. For the moment there is only the tune. "
Even so, Dash still flattered.
Soarin started playing the piano. Dash really like to hear Soarin play piano. Every note that came out of the piano was so alive, forming a beautiful melody. Although there is still no lyrics, Sandy was very pleased with the fact that Soarin wrote a song for her.
When the song ended, Dash clapping along with the other musicians. Sandy thought Soarin will be returned to their table, but the man instead took the microphone. Then one of the last musicians to fetch a high stool and put it in the middle of the stage. The other musicians prepared to return with their musical instruments. What is Soarin plain?
Soarin smiled at her. He turned on the microphone and said, "Actually, I want to sing my songs for you alone, but nothing that matches what to say to you right now. So, I would sing another song. "He paused and continued," There is one song that feels fit. "
Soarin will sing? Dash waited with a beating heart.
Soarin signaled to the musicians and the music began. He started singing.
Dash held her breath while recognizing that song. One of his favorite songs of all time. The song is sung by Ed Sheeran titled Thingking out loud. In the past, each time listening to this song on CD Ed Sheeran or on the radio, she has always dreamed of someday someone will sing this song especially for her. Now her dream come true. Soarin were singing it. Specially for her.
When your legs don't work like they used to before
And I can't sweep you off of your feet
Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love?
Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks?

And, darling, I will be loving you 'til we're 70
And, baby, my heart could still fall as hard at 23
And I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways
Maybe just the touch of a hand
Well, me—I fall in love with you every single day
And I just wanna tell you I am

So, honey, now
Take me into your loving arms
Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars
Place your head on my beating heart
I'm thinking out loud
Maybe we found love right where we are

When my hair's all but gone and my memory fades
And the crowds don't remember my name
When my hands don't play the strings the same way (mmm...)
I know you will still love me the same

'Cause, honey, your soul could never grow old, it's evergreen
And, baby, your smile's forever in my mind and memory
I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways
Maybe it's all part of a plan
Well, I'll just keep on making the same mistakes
Hoping that you'll understand

That, baby, now
Take me into your loving arms
Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars
Place your head on my beating heart
Thinking out loud
Maybe we found love right where we are (oh, oh)

La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, lo-ud

So, baby, now
Take me into your loving arms
Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars
Oh, darling, place your head on my beating heart
I'm thinking out loud
But maybe we found love right where we are
Oh, baby, we found love right where we are
And we found love right where we are

When the song ended, Dash realized the tears flowed without her knowledge. Soarin left the stage and walked over her. Dash looked up at Soarin smiling. Then the man knelt beside the wheelchair.
"Stupid girl. Why are you crying? "Asked Soarin wiping a tear on the cheek with his finger.
Dash does not know how to answer him. She was silent, looking at the face of a man in front of her.

Dash looked at her straight in the eye. "I love you."
Dash did not know how to describe her feelings. All she knew her cheeks felt hot, the tears again flowed, and Soarin leaned over to kiss her.
> Epilogue
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"YOU will go to Manhattan, Miss Dash?" Mrs. Rarity asked with a frown. "I did not hear you correctly?"
Dash put her smile and replied, "Yes, Mrs. Rarity. Only ten days. No more."
Mrs. Rarity chuckled. "Why are you going there? You want to move there or what? "
Dash shook her head. "No, Mrs. Rarity. Only for vacation. "
"Seven months ago I gave you vacation because you had an accident. Why now you want to vacation again? "Mrs. Rarity still insisted.
"Mrs. Rarity, come on," Dash said soothingly. "Only ten days."
Mrs. Rarity looked at her with narrowed eyes. "You go with who?"
"Oh?" Dash so awkwardly. "Oh ... with ... Soarin."
"Hah!" Said Mrs. Rarity. "That boy! He thought because he is artist then he can take my assistant going to whenever he wants? Offhanded! Fine, you're allowed to go to Manhattan. Instead, Soarin told not to go. He must find a replaceman who be my assistant for you to leave. "
Dash laughed at her boss angry. "Do not do that, Mrs. Rarity. But anyway, in retrospect, I should thank you. "
"What for?"
"Because Mrs. Rarity has asked me to deliver Soarin clothes, so I could meet him."
"It's one of my regret."
"I'm glad you did," Dash said, ignoring the words of Mrs. Rarity.

Mrs. Rarity stared at her.
"Really," Dash asserted.
Eventually her superior gave up. "Okay, I'll grant your request. But only ten days. No more. Understand? "
Dash nodded and grinned. "Thank you, Mrs. Rarity. You're so kind."
"You really do not want to change your tone?" Dash asked. She stood in the doorway Soarin clutching his cell phone.
Soarin stopped packing clothes into the suitcase and looked up. "Why? You answer my phone calls again? "He countered. "You did not accidentally or perhaps you're spying on me?"
Dash snorted. "Hoho ... you ... never mind, it's okay. No need to answer my question. Let me change your tone. "
Dash just started pressing the phone button when Soarin took his cell phone out of Dash hand.
"No," he said.
"Why?" Dash asked.
Soarin smiled and went back to pack clothes. "I like we had the same ring tone. You always free to answer my phone. There's nothing to hide for. "
Dash grimaced, then said, "Come on. We have to leave for the airport. "
"It's almost done," said Soarin, locking suitcase. "You sure nothing is missed? We've had no time to go back to your apartment. "
"No," Dash said sure. She grabbed the Yellow Hat Award Soarin and wear. "Soarin, your parents already know I will go there?"
"You've been asked many times," said Soarin, carrying suitcases downstairs. Dash followed him from behind.
"I just do not want them surprised to see me," Dash explained. "I've already met your mother, but I have not met your father."
Soarin put a suitcase near the front door.
"Soarin Skies," Dash called.
Soarin turned and looked at Dash. "What?"
"Why am I in number nine cell phone?"

Dash saw Soarin was somewhat surprised to hear her question, then he smiled. "Gosh, I think there are any serious problems."
"I'm just curious."
"Because I like the number nine, and because I felt you were Suitable with the number nine," said Soarin light.
"Suitable? Just because of that? "
Soarin put both hands on the shoulder of Dash. "Yes," he replied, looking straight into Dash eyes. "Now, let's go, before we miss the plane."
"Who does not pack since yesterday?" Asked Dash somewhat irritated.
Soarin laughing and embracing Dash shoulders. "Well, I'm sorry. Can we leave now? "
"Okay," said Dash. "Do not forget your keys. Already you lock all the windows? Gas stoves have been checked? "

"Hey, you're not going drink with us?" Said Ben as he closed the phone.
Soarin smiled apologetically. "Sorry, Ben. Next time on me. "Then he asked the driver to take him to the home.
"Already someone is waitting at home after returning from abroad. How nice, "said Ben, smiling.
"She asked me to eat at home," said Soarin.
"I wonder why you save Dash phone numbers at number nine," said Ben. He suddenly remembered seeing Soarin pressing number nine on the phone to contact Dash.
"Oh, that," said Soarin, smiling. "Ben know I like baseball, right?"
"Aah, I think I know why," said Ben, nodding understand.
Soarin ignoring his manager and continued, "In baseball there are nine players. Less one is can't play. Nine means complete. Why do I keep Dash number at number nine? That's because if she was, there I just felt right, felt complete. She my number nine. "
"Just as I thought," said Ben Bear satisfied.