Date: Tue, 18 Jul 2000 07:04:35 -0700 (PDT)
From: Red <redfirewitch@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chances Are Part 3 (Boyband slash)

Disclaimer: This is just fiction and there isn't an
ounce of truth about the sexuality of the Nsync boys
in here. At least not as far as I know. If you're
below 18 or if you don't want to read fiction about
homosexuality, do not go further than this line.

~~~~~~~
Part 3

Breakfast was NOT fun. The tension was palpable even
though Chris and Joey were their usual boisterous
selves. Lance kept trying to
draw JC and Justin into a conversation such that two
would end up talking to each other. JC tried but
Justin adamantly ignored him
and had his head bent over his cereals the whole time,
giving only the occasional nod or monosyllabic answer
to Lance's questions. By
the end of breakfast Lance had just about given up.

They were about to head back to their rooms when
Julian McKenzie, the group's management assistant,
joined them at their table.
"Good morning, guys. So everyone had a good night?" he
asked, his attention was focused on the Palmtop in his
hand.

"No! I hate sharing rooms with Joey! He snores like he
has an elephant stuffed down his throat!" Chris
complained.

"Hey! I DON'T snore!" Joey protested.

"Yeah right! And Clinton doesn't lie!"

"At least I don't shed like a cat all over the room.
Seriously man, I think you're going bald!"

"Alright. Alright. If you ask me, the real victim is
Lance, having to put up with you two bitches." Julian
quipped.

"I'm glad someone recognizes my pain." Lance added
with a grin.

"Aww. Does Lancy poo not like us as roomies?" Chris
teased in a girly voice.

"I'm hurt. I'm hurt." Joey panted, holding his hands
over his chest and rested his head mournfully on
Lance's shoulder.

Lance rolled his eyes and continued with his
breakfast.

"Besides, at least each of you had a single bed to
yourselves. Justin and JC had to share one bed. How
about you guys? Complains,
comments, threats?" Julian asked, looking at JC and
Justin who had been quiet the whole time.

The two of then froze momentarily but recovered
quickly. JC just smiled and shook his head. Justin
didn't even look up. Julian had
seen them tense up and wondered if they had fought
because of the sleeping arrangement. Then he dismissed
the thought. These were
Justin and JC. Two of the five most easy going guys he
knew. Fighting because of sleeping arrangements? Not
likely.
"Uh.ok.. Here's your schedule for today.  You have a
photoshoot at 11, that's in an hour's time so we'll be
leaving here at 10:30.
Then you break for a lunch interview at 1."

"Oxyidiot." Joey mumbled.

"What?" Julian inquired.

"I said that's an oxyidiot. We * break * for an *
interview *? That's not a break." Joey replied.

"I think you mean 'oxymoron', Joey." Lance corrected.

"Yeah that!" Joey answered amidst chuckles from Chris.


"Sorry guys. We're strapped for time today because you
will be leaving for New York at 8 tonight. The
red-eye." Julian explained.

That earned the usual playful groans and whines.

"Hey hey hey. I'm doing you guys a favor. At least you
get to New York by 1 am and grab some winks before we
head on to the MTV
studio. Anyway, at 2 you'll be doing pre-recording for
the Disney special until 6 with Christina Aquilera and
S Club7. At 6 we head on
back to the hotel for more interviews. You'll break at
7 to pack up your stuff and we leave here by 7:30.
Capische?"

"I think I lost you at the favor part." Chris stated.

Julian gave Chris a deadpan look. Lance stepped in.
"That's ok, I'll make sure the old man remembers,
Jules."

"Lance, my hero. Ok, so I'll meet you guys at the
lobby at 10:30." Julian stated and walked away.

The guys all got up and headed for their rooms with
their bodyguards in tow. As they had to pass the lobby
to get to the elevators, they
saw some fans milling around the place. The hotel
security was good in keeping out people who weren't
staying at the hotels but
Nsync's fans were more than willing to fork out cash
just so they could stay at the hotel and catch a
glimpse of their favorite group.
However, this time they had lucked out as the hotel
was full because of an on-going convention. Still some
older fans had managed to
sneak in and converged on the group to get autographs
and pictures. Thanks to their bodyguards, the guys
managed to escape with just
a few autographs and 'how are you's.

Once they reached their floors, they headed for their
rooms. Joey, Lance and Chris told JC and Justin to
meet them in their room as
went their way. Justin turned without a word and
headed for the room he and JC shared. JC followed, his
gaze focused on Justin's back
the whole time.

'Ok. I've got to talk to him. What do I tell him? What
if he doesn't want to talk to me? What if he tells me
he hates me because of what
happened? What if he blames me for the whole thing? Or
what if he said that the whole thing was just a joke?
A joke? No way. He
knows that wasn't a joke. You're the joke. Geesh! He's
five years younger than you and even then he was being
adult about it and
wanted to talk. You're the one who wanted to run.
Chicken! Ok, enough. Just tell him, 'We need to talk'
and hope to god he doesn't just
ignore you.'

Justin had by now had the door open and had stepped
in. JC followed and closed the door.

'Ok. Here goes. One, two.'

"We need to talk." Justin said as he whirled around to
face JC.

'Damn. That was my line!' JC thought to himself.

"Y-yes we do. I uh."

"Where do you get off treating me like you did this
morning, JC!" Justin yelled.

"I'm sorry Justin. I was just.I was just confused.
I've never."

"Neither have I! You think I've been making out with
guys all this time? And you think I'm not confused?
Damn it! I've been confused
for the past few months!"

JC looked at Justin in surprise.
"What?"

"You heard me! I've been having these.these.feelings
for you and.wait a minute! Why am I telling you this?
You said you
knew!"

"I didn't know. I mean I wished and maybe thought I
knew. But until last night when I opened my eyes and
saw you kissing me, that's
when I really knew."

Justin began to pace the floor.
"This is weird. talking like this. This morning I felt
so sure that whatever was going on was right and I
felt happy. Now I'm back to
being confused."

"Because of me."

Justin stopped and faced JC.
"Yes. Because of you. What.why JC? Do you regret what
happened? Was it all just an experiment and you found
out you didn't like
it? Is that why you turned me away today?"

JC felt guilty watching the hurt in Justin's face. He
had done that. Now he had to make things right.

"Justin, can I just ask you one thing first?"

"What?"

"Are you.are you gay?"

Justin looked confused. He sat on the bed with his
eyes cast down.
"I don't know, JC. I know I still like girls but I
also."

"But you also like guys?"

"No." Justin was quick to say.

JC waited for more.

"I also like you. Only you. I tried to see if I was
attracted to any other guy but there was nothing. But
you.you just make me feel."
Justin stopped and looked up in anger. "Why am I
telling you this? It's obvious that you don't feel the
same way. All right. Look, JC. It
was a mistake. Let's just forget about it." Justin
said as he stood up and was about to head into the
bathroom.

JC grabbed Justin's arm before he could move.
"No! I don't want to forget about it. God Justin! I'm
not an idiot. though I act like one sometimes. I know
that we have some serious
shit going on between us. I wasn't experimenting
anything. I've been wanting to kiss you for god knows
how long! But I didn't think
you would feel that way about me. I definitely did not
regret what happened."

Justin eyes softened as he faced JC.
"Then why did you run this morning?"

JC frowned trying to figure out how to explain.
"Because.because I was scared, I guess. I don't know.
I woke up and just panicked. Believe it or not it took
me ten minutes to figure
out that it wasn't a dream because I've had plenty of
those involving you."

Justin smiled as JC continued.

"Then suddenly it was all so real and there were all
these questions. What is going to happen between us?
What is this going to do to
the group? How can we ever tell the rest? And I just
needed to get away from you because when I see you, I
just can't think."

"That may not be such a bad thing. You think too much,
Josh." Justin said as he reached for JC's hand. "Look,
I don't know the
answers to your other questions but as for what is
going to happen to us.well I don't know either but I
want to give this shot. You are
my best friend, Josh and I love you. That's not going
to change no matter what happens. But I also want to
explore these other feelings
I have for you. Ok, as cliche as it might sound, I
need to know. I think we both will be better of seeing
this through to whatever end it
takes us."

JC smiled. What Justin made sense to him.
"You know what? Sometimes I wonder if you are really
as young as you are supposed to be. You're so much
wiser than me."

"That's not a hard accomplishment." Justin teased.

"Hey!" JC mock protested.

The two guys looked into each others eyes, smiling. JC
then placed his palm on Justin's cheeks and drew him
close. He  traced a path
across Justin's cheekbone and over the edge of his jaw
with his right thumb. Justin slid his hand behind JC's
neck and pulled him
gently forward and pressed his lips to JC's.

Both of them inhaled sharply, their eyes falling
closed as one. Gently, Justin deepened the kiss. JC
responded by unhurriedly brushing
his lips back and forth against the younger man's,
then applied slight pressure, opening his mouth
slightly. He cupped the back of
Justin's head as he used his tongue to stroke the
inside of the blond's mouth. Justin tilted his head
and met JC's questing tongue with
his own. Their tongues entwined together, the kiss
progressing even further, growing steadily more
passionate, yet staying tender.

Soon they had to pull apart as oxygen was quickly
becoming an issue. But that didn't stop them for long.
Justin sat on the bed and
pulled JC along with him. He pushed JC on his back and
lay on top of him, seeking his mouth again. JC pulled
Justin close to him,
loving the feel of the younger man's strong body
against his. Their mouths met again, and they kissed
with a fierce passion, slightly
bruising each other's lips. The dark-haired man slowly
ran his hands down Justin's back and cupped the
blond's firm backside, then
slid his hand down to pull Justin's thigh up over his
own leg. Justin arched his hips forwards against JC's,
their erections rubbing
erotically together. They both moaned simultaneously.

Justin was reaching for the hem of JC's t-shirt when
they heard the banging on the door.

"HEY GIRLS! GET OUT HERE! WHAT'S TAKING YOU SO LONG!"
Chris yelled from outside.

Justin and JC broke apart and sent death glares
towards the innocent door. They then looked at each
other and broke into laughter.
Justin got off JC and stood up.

"We're coming!" Justin yelled as he held his hand out
to JC.

"Well not quite." JC added softly, with a grin and
took Justin's hand.

"WELL HURRY IT UP! JULES WILL LOSE IT IF WE ARE LATE!"
Chris yelled and walked away.

Justin pulled JC up with such force that the brunette
crashed into his open arms.
"Well, that was fun."

"Yeah but now we have a problem and no time for a cold
shower." JC said as he put his arms around Justin.

Justin smiled and kissed JC again. This kiss was soft
and tender and meant more to JC than the previous
kisses.

"I can help you with that." Justin said in a soft
drawl.

"Really? How?" JC whispered.

"Just think of needles."

JC's face contorted in disgust.
"Ok, problem solved but I was hoping for something
else."

Justin laughed.
"Soon. Wow. I can't believe this is actually
happening."

"Me too. But I'm glad it is. Come on, let's go. We can
get our stuff packed later." JC said and kissed Justin
one more time before
taking his hand and pulling him to the door. Justin
pulled back, causing JC to look back questioningly.
"What?"

"My hair!" Justin yelled and ran into the bathroom.

"Justin! Your hair's fine!" JC yelled after him.

"No way, man! Ya messed up ma fro. I've got to be
perfect." came Justin's voice from the bathroom.

"You already are." JC said softly to himself and
smiled. Suddenly he had the crazy urge to start
jumping for joy and laughing
uncontrollably. He had always thought his life was
great but it had just gotten better and he was
thankful for it.

"THAT'S IT! OPEN THE DOOR! NOW!" Chris yelled from
outside. "OR LONNIE'S GOING TO BREAK IT DOWN!"

JC rolled his eyes and opened the door, facing Lance,
Joey, Chris and their bodyguards.

"Keep your hair on, Chris."

"Easier said than done," sniggered Joey.

"What's taking you so long?" Chris asked as he stepped
into the room.

"Er.Justin's fixing his hair." JC covered quickly.

"Figures! I knew this morning's speedy dressing was a
fluke!" Joey stated.

"Well not everyone has your bush-wacked hair, Joey."
Justin said as he stepped out of the bathroom sans the
bandana and his curly
hair brought under some kind of control.

"FYI, this hair is what makes the girls scream!" Joey
answered.

"We're still trying to decide if they are screaming
out of horror or disgust." Lance added.

"That's it Scoop! You're going down!!!!" Joey said as
he caught Lance in a arm-lock and began to mock
wrestle.

Lonnie cleared his throat and told them to move it.
Lance had to walk with his head in a arm-lock all the
way to the elevator. Chris
followed after them, laughing his head off. Justin and
JC stepped out of their room and closed the door. As
their bodyguards were with
them, they just smiled at each other and followed the
leading trio. Both were wondering how they were going
to get through the day
without kissing each the other.

**
tbc