Date: Fri, 13 Oct 2000 07:28:47 -0400 (EDT)
From: Perfect Guy <talldarknhansom@cliffhanger.com>
Subject: (Gay/Celebrity/boybands/alls fair)

	Different from the other story, YEP! I've decided to
do a proper story.

	Anyways, you know the G. O. No-ones' gay unless they
are, and then that's just a lucky fluke. Who knows' I might
even be Lance, or Justin. You'll never know.

	Write me if you like, talldarknhansom@cliffhanger.com

PS. I'd just like to apologize to all the people that e-
mailed my last story (innocent fun), and that I probably
won't be sending my other stories in. I guess that I'll
probably send them in now and then, and sorry to all the
ones that I promised something to, as you can see, I'm not
very reliable

*******

	" NO!!! I HATE YOU, LET GO!!!" Jonathan Timberlake
squirmed to get out of the older blondes' arms.

	Lance put the boy down and backed away. Those words,
although coming from the younger boy still burnt away at his
self-esteem. It seemed everyone hated him now.

	He had told the guys one secret that he was sure
they'd be ok with. He, James 'Lance' Bass, was gay. He had
actually told them a couple of months ago, and as of day one
at being the 'FAG' of the group they hated him.

	They had actually told him that he was still their
Brother, and acted all supportive for the first month, after
that all hell broke loose. Every glare was directed to him.
Every mistake was blamed on him. EVERYTHING was blamed on
him.



	" JUSTIN SAID YOU'RE GONNA TAKE ME TO HELL!!!" the
younger boy screamed and quickly scampered off to find his
older brother.

	Lance fell back onto the couch and choked back a sob.
It was all right when the guys acted cold with him, he could
stand that, but when a boy could hate him without even
knowing why, it hurt. If fact it hurt so much that he
couldn't hold back the tears.



	Justin hid behind the wall silently, hoping to see
Lance crying on the floor. He was sure that what he had told
Johnny to do would cause Lance to crack.

	He glanced around the wall and waited for Lance to
crumble. He snickered when Lance fell back on to the chair.
He giggled when he saw the tears fall from his 'Friends' eyes.

	But suddenly, in one quick glance, he could see all
the pain dwelling in his light green orbs. He tried to pull
away and was sure he would get caught if he didn't move, but
the pain was too strong.

	After he saw Lances' pained eyes his own eyes traveled
onto Lances' face. Lances' mouth was pursed shut tightly
with a slight frown and his lips were quivering lightly. His
brows had furrowed slightly and his entire face seemed to
fall.




	Lance somehow brought himself out of his pained
trance, long enough to see that Justin was watching him.
Suddenly he knew that Justin was behind it; he had told his
brother what to say and how to act around him.

	He stood up quickly, walked over to Justins' now
worried face and looked deeply into his eyes,

	" I just wanted to give you these" he whimpered and
shoved some books roughly into Justins' hands. Before Justin
could say anything, Lance turned and walked out of the door.

	Finally reminding himself of what had just happened,
Justin looked into his hands. There were his diaries he had
lost on the last tour. He had spent the entire first and
second month looking for them.

	They were very special to him, since he wrote in them
almost every time he did a concert. Explaining exactly what
happened in each concert, it was very, very cheesily written
and if Joey or Chris would've found them, he would never
hear the end of it.


	He bolted for the now shut door to thank Lance, but
the sound of Lances' car engine stopped him in his tracks.
He thought to himself for a second, and shrugged the entire
thing off.

	No matter what they did to Lance, he would always try
to help them, and that was what Lance was doing right now.
But one thing he couldn't shake was the pain in Lances'
eyes, it was just too much to dismiss. Instead, he pushed it
to the back of his mind and tried to forget it.





	Once he got back home, Lance cried. He couldn't do it
anymore. Soon JCs' brother, Tyler, would say the same thing
to him. It was just how it worked. What one of them did, the
others would copy so that it was done four times as worse.

	He hauled himself up to his room and stripped his body
of his jeans, shirt and boxers. Looking at himself in the
mirror he could see why the guys hated him. He was ugly, too
pale, too fat, too clumsy basically too imperfect.

	He crawled into the shower and let the water run. He
didn't care how hot, or cold it was, he just jumped in. He
couldn't feel it anymore, he was just too numbed by the
words just screamed at him,


	" I HATE YOU!!!"

	" YOU'RE GONNA TAKE ME TO HELL!!!"


	He sunk to the floor, but for some reason didn't cry.
He couldn't. Standing abruptly he dried himself off,

	" Look what they've done to you" he scolded himself,

	" Well, no more of that"


	Lance smiled at the idea that was floating around in
his head. He got dressed, picked up his cell and dialed a
couple of numbers.

	" Hello, this is Lance Bass and I'd like to speak to
Mr. Pearlman"

	He waited a couple of seconds before he heard the loud
voice of their founder come bellowing through the receiver.

	" James my boy, how ya going?"

	" Not so well, actually that's an understatement, the
guys hate me" Lance blurted out,

	" Ummm... and why does this involve me?" Lou tried not
to sound rude, and pulled it off pretty well.

	" Well... I'd kinda... kinda like to... you know...
Quit?" Lance couldn't help but ask. He had signed the
contracts that made him 'belong' to 'Lou and the management,
and it would be rude to just demand it.

	" WHAT!!! Ok you've probably got a reaso..."

	" YES! I mean yes I do"

	So Lance spent the next ten minutes telling Lou about
his problem. It wasn't that long since it all pretty much
made sense.


	" Well... I guess I wouldn't want to live like that
either, but your contracts would be pretty hard to get
around"

	" I know, I know... But I've already thought of that"

	" Ok then, lay it by me"

	" Huh?"

	" Just tell me what you're thinking" Lou snickered.

	" Oh... OK then, what if I...


OK then, there's the 1st chapter, and I hope that y'all want
more. I myself didn't really enjoy reading this because for
me it didn't make much sense. But hey!!! I may have gotten
the message across, if I haven't, and I don't mean to steal
or anything, but go read 'Sixth BSB'.

Basically how the guys acted to Justin up till chapt5
is what's happening.

	Remember 'Sixth BSB' OK.

Almost forgot, e-mail always, ALWAYS helps, and I mean it
		talldarknhansom@cliffhanger.com