<USS Avalon> To Wish Upon A Star by Junior Lieutenant Anthony Manson

To Wish Upon A Star 
by Junior Lieutenant Anthony Manson 

Looking at the black voids of space is...not so fascinating. But it is the 
stars that hold something fascinating; something magical to it as if it was 
filled with a speciality that couldn?t wait to be discovered. Yet what magic? 
Simple, each and every star had a wish in them- or so I was told when I was a 
kid. Billions of stars with billions of wishes placed all in a big grand place 
called the universe. If each star had a wish to fulfill- or even had a wish in 
it- I?d be wishing so hard each day, it would become the story of my life. And 
I still wouldn?t catch every one of those stars. 

Of course right now, I was momentarily distracted by the view of it. It was 
nifty. On earth, you could see the stars at night as you laid yourself on the 
green grass that at times was a comfortable as a sheep blanket while absorbing 
the blinking lights in the dark sky. Of course, on earth, you had to be in a 
place that was fortunate to see the night sky for it?s beauty and worth. There 
wasn?t just as many places to view the stars, everything has been filled with 
buildings. You almost had to go two hours out of your way to get to that 
perfect spot and when you looked upward; you?d know that the time spent to get 
there was a time worth it. Having a priceless moment is better then having 
priceless material.

So, as you see, in some way, stars are quite fascinating. Like looking at a 
grain of sand that is part of a vast beach. I suppose this had really gotten me 
to my most imaginative mood. Looking out, a hundred thoughts swarmed me and 
just as fast left, only a few lingering in my mind. Those few were the basics. 
Wondering about how we?d get back. Pondering the if we?d have nearly five 
hundred years to catch up to. And as it seems for me right now, what will my 
future be like now? I guess looking at the stars also seem to bring out my 
concentration on things that were important. 

Contemplating is not my forte. I don?t like to think so hard in reflection. 
There?s enough people for that. I don?t want it. Nor do I need it right now. 
Okay, I do contemplate- but not as hard as I was now. I can?t stop asking 
myself these questions. Especially the last one. Given that I had my words of 
wisdom from a person I respected more then anyone; it would be interesting to 
see where my road leads me. And our current situation wasn?t what I thought as 
a future.

I shook my head, and smiled a little. I was getting lost in my thoughts. And 
knowing me right now, I?d still be lost in it if I didn?t have the stars to 
look at. Not to mention the cool air that crept up my back. I had set the 
conditions to room temperature. Maybe I didn?t set it to what I thought.

There was a soft moan. Barely noticeable. I?d have probably not have heard it 
if I was completely dazzled by the stars. I turned to look. It was just Alder. 
His rapid movement to his right side made the sheets crinkle a little against 
fabric and Alder?s skin, and in effect making the fabric sound like a tearing 
of some sort. It was dark, but a light set at it?s dimmest was above me. I 
could tell the difference between true darkness and the glow of the light and 
thankfully it was enough for my eyes to adjust. He went still again. Lost into 
whatever dream he was in but was disturbed; and now back again. I smiled, I 
really do like him.

No, I didn?t sleep with him, not in that way anyway. I originally just asked 
him over but then I eventually asked him to stay. I realized I was having more 
and more a pleasant time with him as the minutes flew by like wind. It was gone 
so fast that the next that I knew I was looking out into space. Days had past 
since our talk in the mess hall; damn how time flies.

So what did we do? Well...

We talked, we laughed, we joked, we kissed, like new or old lovers 
having...fun. Yes, that would be the right word for it. We were having fun. 
Don?t forget dinner; I had no intention of starving myself or my guest. I 
looked back at the stars, my arms covering me.

I suppose I could have put on a shirt or something rather then standing at this 
window with nothing other then sleeping pants. But I just didn?t really care. A 
little chill wouldn?t kill me.

It took barely a few seconds to realize I was in a good mood. A truly good 
mood. I was happy to see Alder sleep as I turn to gaze at him from time to 
time. I felt joyous for no apparent reason other then because..I just do.

I went back to looking at the stars, thinking that maybe if I see some weird 
one, it would be that star that would hold a wish. Sounds pretty corny but 
someone?s got to be hopeful. 

I must have been lost in it for a while, for warm smooth hands went around my 
waist, and a fine line of heat went up my back, and not a moment too late, a 
chin rested on my right shoulder. "Come back to bed." He said in a very deep 
voice that was not all together his. The voice of a person that was still half 
asleep. 

"I will." I simply replied. 

"No. Right now. You?ve been looking outside this window for at least fifteen 
minutes since the time I realized you weren?t in bed." 

I smiled, wondering how he manage to actually look asleep and go unnoticed, "I 
will, don?t worry. Go back to bed." Unnoticed-that wasn?t hard to figure out, I 
was lost in the expanse that I commanded before me.

He sighed, but he stayed with me. Hands still wrapped around me, his body like 
a big blanket. "Those stars must really have you hypnotized, or I?m not that 
attractive anymore." 

I laughed, "you know exactly how appealing you are to me. I just...look at it, 
it?s looks...magical, or so I?ve always been told when I was kid." I then 
stopped, attempting to explain myself was going to be a hassle, so I switched 
to something that explain the better part of my reason staying up. "If I really 
wanted to, I could make a wish right now, and see if it will ever come true." 
Did I just get all sentimental? I think I did; highly unlike me. I nearly 
frowned at my responses, but I couldn?t. And it clicked that this probably 
won?t be the last time I get all sentimental like this; it?s sort of unnerving- 
but I?m working on it.

"Why don?t you?" He replied. 

I didn?t reply. Instead I took his hand and walked over to the bed. I was 
willing to bet I?d get about four hours- maybe less- right now. He lazily 
dragged himself to the other side and got under the sheets. I got in, and Alder 
got close enough that his arm went around me, and snuggled himself comfortably 
to me. It was quiet for a few moments. The only sounds were the hush hush of 
the air conditioner, and the sounds of our breathing. 

"You didn?t answer my question." And here I thought he went back to dream land. 
I wasn?t too sure I?d be able to go back to bed.

I turned, making him move a little, as I faced him. The pillows we laid on 
didn?t move to block my view of him. I smiled at him, placing my hand on his 
arm, tracing it for no reason other then because I could. 

"You ask why don?t I make a wish among the stars. I don?t make a wish among the 
stars, cause I think my wish has just come true." 

He laughed a little. His eyes were barely open, pleading him to go back to bed. 
But he looked at me with those sleepy eyes, "You mean that don?t you?" 

"Yeah." I replied. He moved in closer to me and kissed me. Then asked me to 
turn for he wanted to snuggle up against me. I?m not one for these, but 
pressing the point was going to be pointless now since my mind wasn?t there to 
respond, my body however, just did. He spooned me and then unexpectedly, he 
nuzzled the base of my neck.

I gave a soft laugh and felt the smile radiate out of Alder for a moment, then 
he said, "Good night, Anthony." 

"Night." I said.

I didn?t sleep. I couldn?t sleep. I stayed up and well into the new morning. I 
was starting to wonder if what I said was true about Alder being a wish. 
Well...not him exactly, but someone like him. Maybe it was answered- or I?m in 
luck. I dunno. Sounds tacky to believe in things that only faith can confide 
in. 

I smiled- for now, I?d just listen. Listen to the hum of the ship. Listen to 
the breathing of Alder. Listen to that quietness that I?ve grown to like. And 
maybe, just maybe, if I listened close enough, I?d be able to hear that one 
star that streaked past the cosmos...



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