Michael was sleeping wamly and soundly under the covers. Until he felt this cold hand touch his shoulder. "Mike, mike wake up its time to get ready and get to the airport." Frank Cascio said shaking Michael's shoulder. Michael tossed to the other side of the bed pulling the covers up over his head. "Mike, come on, we are going to be late!" Frank said getting annoyed. "Frank, please I did not get any sleep last night and I am exhausted!" Michael said getting grouchy. "Mike, you know we have go to New York for you to do those cd signings at Virgin." Frank said turning on the light on the nightstand and pulling the covers off Michael's head. "Ow!" Michael said covering his eyes from the blinding light. "Mike, you know you have to do this. Now get UP!" "Frank God, my body is aching so bad and you want me to get up and get ready?!" "Mike, i'm not asking you to do open heart surgery, i'm simply asking you to sign cd's. Now stop acting like a baby and get up!" Michael slowly got up wincing in pain from his aching body. He was so tired of getting up every morning and feeling the same aches and pains day after day. He got into the hot shower, letting the water cascade down his throbbing back temporarily easing the pain. After he got down with his shower he got his clothes on and was ready.

He walked out into the foyer and saw Frank irritatingly sitting there all ready for him. "You ready?" Frank asked while going to the door. "Yea, just let me say goodbye to Prince and Paris." "Fine, I will be waiting in the car." Michael walked up the stairs and found them playing in their playroom. When the two children saw their daddy walk in, they came running up to him. "Daddy, daddy! Will you play with us this morning?" It broke his heart that he had to leave and have to disappoint his children. He bent down so they were eye to eye level. "No, not this morning. Remember I told you to that I have two leave for a few days." "Daddy, I don't want you to go!" Paris said with her eyes starting to tear up. He pulled her into a tight hug. "Oh Paris don't cry, i'm just going to be gone for a few days thats all." "But daddy it feels longer." Prince said wraping his little arms around his neck. At that moment Michael felt so loved, having is children upset that he wasn't going to be with them. If only he could find a relationship like this. "I know, I don't want to leave either, but I will call you everyday, and when I get home we can spend a few days together just the three of us, how does that sound?" "Yea, that sounds like fun!" Prince said jumping up and down. Michael looked down at his precious daughter still holding on to him for dear life. "Paris does that sound good to you?" She nodded her head. "Okay, but will you stop crying for daddy, because I can't leave knowing your crying." Paris wiped her little runny nose with her sleeve and nodded again. Michael suddenly heard the car honking and shook his head at Frank. "I have to go now, remember I love two very, very much." "We love you two daddy." Prince said kissing Michael's cheek. "I love you to daddy." Paris said giving her father a little peck on the lips. Michael smiled at both of them, loving this tender moment they were sharing but it was rudely interupted by the car honking again. Michael rolled his eyes and pulled Paris off of him. "I love you guys." And he quickly left the room.

As Michael got in the limo, he saw Frank talking on his cell to God knows who, demanding something or other. Michael just stared out the window thinking about his two children, and wishing he had somebody to share his life with. It seems like lately thats all he thinks about. And to be honest he misses having an intellect conversation with someone. Not saying he didn't love his children, he loves his childen to bits but sometime he hungers for more than watching Elmo on tv with his children. He simply just wants someone to fall in love for Michael, not Michael Jackson, but in his positioin that is quite difficult. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard Frank yell "Mike, Mike!" "What?" "Mike didn't you hear a word I said?" "No, i'm sorry my mind must have drifted off someplace." Michael said returning to look back out the window. "Well what I was originally saying was when we land in New York we are really going to hussle, because the interview scheduled is now moved up an hour. Can you handle that?" "Yea, no problem." Frank looked up from his schedule and saw something was wrong with Michael. He knew he was tired but there was something else bothering him. "Penny for your thoughts, mike." Michael chuckles "Oh, I don't know just I feel so lonely sometimes." "Why should you feel lonely you have Prince and Paris." "No its not like that, I mean having someone there for me when I get home, someone to watch a movie or read a book with or....someone to make love too." "So what your saying is you want a girlfriend?" "No, not just a girlfriend, but a relationship a meaningful relationship." "Mike you have gorgeous women falling at your feet even at this very moment, so you could get a girfriend if you wanted." "Oh Frank, you just don't understand their in love with Michael Jackson the King Of Pop, I want someone in love with Michael Jackson the person. And I just don't know if i'll find her." Michael bent his head down trying hard not to let the tears fall from his eyes that so painfully threatened to errupt. "Mike, don't worry you will meet someone in time, you'll see but for now just-" At that moment Frank's phone started ringing, which made the conversation come to a complete hault. Frank answered the phone saying "Are you kidding me?!?!" Right there Michael checked out and went back to staring out the window thinking, "I just want to go home."

When they landed it was straight away to the hotel to get Michael ready. When they arrived at the Helmsley Palace suite, Frank quickly rushed Michael into his bedroom. "Alright mike, move, move!!!! We have to be their in twenty-five minutes." "Alright, take it easy Frank we'll get there when we get there." "Mike, just hurry up plesase. And Karen will be here to do your makeup when she gets here." Frank looks down at his watch. "And with the way she drives she should be here in five days." Michael chuckled and got his blue suit on. After studying himself numerous times in the mirror, he nodded in approval. He heard his bedroom door knocked on. "Come in." In walked Karen, with her makeup bag. "Karen!" He walked over to her and gave her a big hug. "I missed you Karen." "Me too Michael." Karen struggled to put her bag down. "Karen that bag is almost as big as you." Michael said chuckling. "I know it seems like its multiplying. Now come on lets get you ready Frank said you guys are pressed for time. "So Michael whats new with you?" Karen said while putting on his eye shadow. "Oh nothing really, Prince and Paris are getting bigger." "You need to send me a picture of them, the last one I got was when they were still in pampers." "Your right, I need to send you a new one." Michael said chuckling. After a few moments in silence, Karen breaks it by saying. "So Michael I see in your eyes somethings bothering you?" Karen said taping her brush into the eye shadow and filling Michael's twin eyelid. "Karen, my eyes are closed how could you see something is bothering me?" "Michael, I have been you makeup artist for what ninteen years, so I know when something is bothering you. Now out with it." "Karen, I just feel like i'll never meet anyone. I feel so alone without having a companion in my life." "Well Michael you never know you could meet someone at this cd signing." "I'll just meet fan girls who are interested in my persona, not me." "You never know, mrs. right could be just around the corner." At that moment Frank walked in. "Mike come on, we have to get going." Michael stood and breathed a deep sigh "Showtime."