The clock reads 6:48AM, lit up with a brilliant neon green that blinks into my eyes. That ever-constant blinking seemingly gets brighter and brighter to me, as more and more I feel like I'm going out of my mind... until I focus on the sound. That ever-annoying, ever shrill-and-sharp, ever loud as hell buzzing noise it emitts when it's time for me to awaken.

Suki moans beside me, hugging the pillow around her ears to block out the sound as I struggle in vain to reach the alarm clock from where I lay, my tired arm struggling to hold steady as I reach out to shut the damn thing off. I roll on my side ever-so-slightly, trying to get more leverage... and am reminded that I'm much too close to the edge of the bed.

Thump.

That didn't exactly feel like the best thing in the world.

Suki, of course, rolls over in worry, calling out my name in a tired voice. I lifted my head with a groan, my eyes glaring at that damnable alarm clock of mine with such contempt that you'd think it killed my parents or something. I reach out and grab a fistful of carpet, dragging myself across the ground towards the night stand where the clock sits, reminding myself of crawling for the pin after that one big move in a match.

Of course, in this sense, I hadn't just beaten the hell out of my opponent... I was about to.

Reaching the nightstand, I slammed my hand down upon the top of the clock with as much force as I could muster, hearing a "CRACK!" as the hard plastic casing split in half, those blinking neon letters shutting off and the buzzing hitting silent.

Peace. Pure, silent, non-blinking peace.

I sighed contentedly, crawling back towards bed, where Suki lie waiting for me with a tired chuckle escaping her lips. I pull myself into bed and she embraces me with open arms, the both of us trying to get back to sleep together and continue on with the day.

I don't even know why that damn thing went off when it did, all I wanted to do was sleep in today.

Why must I be denied such enjoyable things?

Oh, that's why. The guy that signs my paychecks wanted a meeting in an hour from now.

... Shit.

Rather then panic, I stretched myself out and gently stood up off of the bed, albeit with a stagger from my almost drunken state of tiredness. I didn't want to wake Suki, but as all things go, I wound up doing it anyway. My eyes grew soft as I looked down at her sleeping form, and, well... to be honest? I couldn't help but gently place my hand on her cheek.

Her eyes softly opened, tired and yet content.

"Good morning." she said groggily, bringing a wider smile to my face. I stepped down to a knee to be eye level with her, leaning forward to give her a kiss on the lips.

"Morning," I whispered back to her, "I'm going to be heading out, JLR wants to speak to me about the pay-per-view... you want to come with me?"

Suki chuckled softly, stretching herself out on the bed and then slowly rolling off of it, sitting up and stretching herself out once more.

"Sure thing," she said in a high voice as she stretched, as I laughed at her tone and shook my head with a smile.

As I laughed, however, she gave me a look that clearly told me that if I kept laughing she'll give me a pretty good reason to stop.

And, so, I stopped.

"Just let me get dressed." she chuckled, reaching over to run her hands through my hair and then promptly mess it up for no apparent reason, leaving me slightly disoriented and confused as to what the hell just happened. She stood, making her way over to the bathroom as I spoke up before she went through the door.

"I'll be going to get some breakfast first, okay? You want anything?"

There was a pause, as Suki turned to lean in the doorframe with a contemplating look on her face. Moments passed before finally, she simply shrugged and gave me a warm smile.

"Pancakes would be nice."

I nodded, "Pancakes it is! I'll be back in a bit. I love you."

"Love you too, Domi." came the reply, before she walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind her.

Thank God for continental breakfasts at these hotels... God knows where I'd find an IHOP in Osaka Japan.

My eyes glanced around the room, as I let myself regain some composure I'd yet had since I woke up. My eyes were still drooping, I still felt like at any moment I would pass out completely...

But I knew it was for the best.

Meet with Rockingwell today, train a little, get some rest before the show and then get to work. Even when something unexpected happens, I find a way to work things out.

This time won't be any different, this I know.

I'll find a way to deal with Violent A when the time comes, just as tonight I'll find a way to deal with Tyler Scott. There's always a way to overcome your opponent, no matter who they are.

You've just got to find the way.