"Don't I just love soundchecks," I sighed. It was way too early. We had to all get up at 7 AM, to be at soundcheck by 8 AM. We had to do our's first, because we also had a radio show to do, with an interview about this mini-tour. So that meant I'd miss Mike's soundcheck, and I wouldn't get to see him until after the concert. Because we were doing our soundcheck first, that meant we performed first. I'd at least get to watch Linkin Park's set.

Our soundcheck went smoothly, and it did suck because Mike and his band had to talk with their manager about something, so he didn't get to watch us, and I couldn't say goodbye to him before we were being ushered to the radio place.

"Well, that sucked," Joel pouted, sitting beside me in the van, "We didn't even get to see Chester and Mike once since we left the hotel."

"I now," I pouted, "We'll have to make sure we watch their set and stay at the hotel with them."

"And how," Joel nodded, "I think a shower may be in order for me and Chester..."

"I like your thinking," I smiled, giggling slightly as Billy, Paul and Chris talked about something, not even hearing what we were saying. Which was good. Ever since Chris joined the band, him, Paul and Billy have been inseperable. In a way it's good, 'cause a band works out best when all the members are really close.

The radio show went pretty well. The same questions were asked as usual, and many were about the tour, the other bands on the tour, and the concerts themselves.

"Back to the arena," Joel laughed as we left the radio station, "We're supposed to be getting dinner there."

"All you think about anymore is food," I laughed, rubbing his stomach, "Someone's getting a big appetite."

"No I'm not," Joel shook his head, "We just hardly get food on tour. We like, always end up missing a meal or two, and it comes back to hit me the next day."

"Ah, I see now," I nodded as we got back to the arena, "I think."

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*Chester*

"Jooooooel!" I grinned, jumping on him, wrapping my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck from behind, "I missed you!"

Joel laughed, wrapping his arms under my knees to support me. "I missed you too," he smiled, turning his head slightly to meet me in a kiss, "Now, where's the food? I need to be energized for the show."

"That way," I pointed to the room where they had the food set out, "Giddy up!"

"Hey," Joel laughed, "Since when am I your horse?"

"Since now," I smiled sweetly as he gave in and carried me to room anyways, before putting me down.

"Have you suddenly become crippled?" Joel teased, walking into the room with me.

"Yep," I smiled, spotting Benji and Mike sitting on the sofa together, eating pizza. A few people from other bands were scattered around the surprizingly big room, eating and talking.

Joel and I got our food and went to sit with Benji and Mike. "Hola mi amigos," I grinned, "How's the pizza?"

"Very good," Mike nodded, "How about..." he paused and squinted at my food, "Whatever it is you're eating?"

"I don't know what it is either," I laughed, "I just hope it doesn't kill me or anything."

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*Joel*

"Wow! You guys have been an amazing crowd!" I smiled out at all the people who had come to see the show, "We have one more song for you tonight, then it's Linkin Park's turn to rock this place!"

At the mention of Linkin Park, the crowd basically screamed as loud as they could. I glanced off stage to where Chester and Mike were watching us and smiled, giving them a thumbs up.

We performed 'Hold On' as our last song, and ran offstage, letting the stage crew set up for Linkin Park's set. "You guys are awesome!" Chester smiled, hugging me tightly, "Eww. And all sweaty good."

"Yep, sweaty and smelly," I grinned, kissing him softly, "Now you guys get out there and give them a show!"

"Will do," Chester smiled, grabbing Mike's arm and running onstage with him and the rest of their band. I collapsed back into one of the folding chairs on the side stage, wiping my face off with a towel that Benji handed me.

"Man, I didn't realize just how hot it is here," Benji sighed, wiping his neck off and downing half a water bottle in one go.

"God I know," I sighed. I couldn't seem to stop sweating. "And today has seemed to whiz us by. I can't believe we're almost done our fourth concert already."

"Yeah," Benji nodded, "I almost don't want this tour to end."

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*Mike*

"Shower," I nodded as Benji and I walked into the hotel room, "I need one desperately."

"Same," Benji nodded, "Care to share a shower with me?"

"Sure," I grinned, taking his hand and leading him into the bathroom. I sighed as Benji kissed me softly, his hands trailing down my back, and then back up, pulling my shirt off my head and tossing it onto the floor. I let my hand slide his shirt off as well, dropping it onto the floor with mine.

Benji moved his kisses down to my neck, gently sucking at my skin and undoing my jeans, pushing them down my hips. I wiggled my way out of them, leaving me in my boxers. I quickly disguarded Benji's shorts, before we parted.

"Guess we should get in the shower before we exhaust ourselves," Benji smiled, leaning over and turning the water on, making sure it was warm, but a little chilly at the same time, since we really needed to cool off, and hot water wouldn't help much.

We climbed into the shower and Benji said, "Can I wash you?"

I nodded, watching as he swirled the bar of soap around in his hands, getting them covered in suds before running them down my chest gently, working in soft circles around my stomach and chest, before telling me to turn around. He ran his hands down my back, kneading out the knots in my tight muscles, making my eyes flutter closed.

Once we finally got finished in the shower, we dried off quickly and each put some fresh boxers on, before crawling into bed.

"I can't sleep now," Benji chuckled, "I think that shower woke me up."

"Me too," I smiled, leaning against him and smiling as his arms snaked around my waist, "Wanna watch some TV?"

"Sure, " he nodded, reaching over and grabbing the remote, switching the TV on and stopping on Futurama. I really loved this show. A sudden thought hit me, of how lucky I was to have Benji. He's been... amazing. I really do love him. I don't know what I'm gonna do when the tour ends. I'll miss him like mad... I'll have to make sure to visit and call him all the time I guess.

Within no time, I felt my eyes closing themselves and welcoming sleep, thoughts of Benji in my head.

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