Date: Mon, 31 Jul 2000 06:44:04 -0700 (PDT)
From: Red <redfirewitch@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chances Are Part 5

Title: Chances Are (Part 5)

Author: Red (redfirewitch@yahoo.com)

Rating: R

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.

Note: You might remember Michelle and Julian from the
previous parts. She's the make-up artist and he's
assistant manager of the band. Made-up of course.

Dedication: To all the wonderful writers of JC/Justin
stories! You feed my addiction so well!
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Previously on Chances Are:

"Josssshhh!" Justin moaned, his breathing by now
coming in short pants.  "D-don't...s-stop." Justin
managed to say as he roughly pulled JC's mouth to his
again. Thrusting his tongue into JC's mouth in mimic
of his hips, he knew he was close. He could feel his
balls tighten. Anytime now...anytime...

The door opened as someone stepped into the room.

"OH MY GOD!"

Justin and JC heard the exclamation and looked up.

The tiny frame of Christina Aquilera stood by the
doorway, transfixed upon the scene before her eyes.

Folding her arms in front of her, Christina arched a
eyebrow. "So. JC, Justin. Anything you guys want to
tell me?"

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Part 5

Justin and JC blushed painfully as they stared at
Christina. Neither could speak or look the girl in the
eye. JC tried to compose himself and not panic. He
knew that Christina wouldn't rat on them. But that
wasn't the problem How did she feel about bisexuality?
Would she be disgusted with them? Would she not want
to have anything to do with them anymore? All the
questions ran through JC's mind as he stared at the
girl whom he had known since she was just a little
kid. Hell, it was as bad as being caught by his own
sister!

Justin decided on his own way for dealing with being
caught.
"How did you get in here? I locked the door," he
demanded.

Christina arched an eyebrow.
"The best defense is a good offense, eh Justin? Relax
guys, I was just...... taken my surprise. I mean, I was
just looking for Michelle and....... Let's just say that
the last thing I expected was a NC-17 show," she said
with a grin. "So, when did you two get together or was
this just a casual grope session?"

JC and Justin looked at each other and couldn't help
but smile.
"We are together." JC replied softly.

"Wow. This is heavy. I mean I never thought of you two
as...and with Britney and Bobbi and...unless of course you
are..." Christina trailed off.

"Chrissy, pick a sentence and run with it." Justin
teased, forgetting his discomfort and falling into his
old habits with regards to Christina.

"Shut up, Moppet. In case you've forgotten, you're the
one standing there sporting a happy. Not me! So the
way I see it, I get to make the jokes." Christina
said, using her old nickname for Justin. She grinned
as Justin blushed even more.

"Aw shut up, Scream." Justin shot back, ducking his
head.

JC laughed but tried to stifle his laughter as Justin
elbowed him. Suddenly it was like being back on MMC
with the name-calling. Justin's name was Moppet
because it came the closest to Mop Head. Christina's
powerful voice earned her the title, Scream.

"So, are you ok with......us?" JC asked carefully.

"It shouldn't matter but I am. Of course it would take
a while to get really used to the idea but you guys
look good together. Always had and I guess now I know
the reason why." Christina said, smiling happily.

"Thanks, Chrissy," JC said and hugged her. "So what
are you doing here? Why are the MTV cameras following
you?"

Christina shrugged.
"Same thing as you guys. Er...well not * you * guys!"
she amended with an impish grin. "Promotional
pictures. The MTV crew is for All Access. They are
driving me nuts! But it was a close call just now."

"Thanks for reacting so fast, Scream. I can't imagine
what would have happened if they had seen us." Justin
said, frowning slightly.

"No problem. I would have felt terrible if that had
happened. Of course now, I'm going to be labeled as
'Miss Bitchy Diva' just because I slammed the door in
their faces!" Christina sighed and shrugged. Then she
frowned and looked at Justin," Hey, what are you doing
in here anyway? Julian and Rob were looking for you
outside a while ago. Something about it being your
turn to take the picture."

"Damn! The photo and my clothes are a mess." Justin
exclaimed and looked down at his crumbled clothes.

"That's not all, boy. JC couldn't have picked a worse
place to give you a hickey! Look at that!" Christina
pointed out.

Justin's hand flew to his neck as he checked the
mirror in the room. JC looked on guiltily.

"Aw shit! What am I going to do? They know I didn't
have this just now!" Justin yelled.

"I'm sorry, Just. I got carried away." JC said,
looking worried.

Justin cupped JC's face with his free hand and ran his
thumb over his lips.
"You and me both!" he said with a smile.

JC returned the smile and kissed Justin's thumb.

"As sweet as all this is, what are you going to do
about that?" Christina asked.

"I'm open to ideas." Justin stated.

"If Britney was here, we won't need an explanation."
Christina teased, then sent an apologetic look to JC.
"Sorry."

JC grinned then turned contemplative.
"Well, you are a girl too and you are here, so that
may still work."

"Huh?" Both Christina and Justin looked confused.

JC hated to suggest what he was about to suggest but
given the situation he had no choice.
"Lie that you were making out with Christina, Justin."

"WHAT!" Two yells sounded in the room.

"We won't even have to say it. They can just see the
two of you together and jump to the natural
conclusion."

"No way! Britney will kill me!" Christina protested.

"Britney and Justin aren't even dating anymore." JC
replied.

"That doesn't matter! It's the girl code! You never
mess with a girlfriend's ex-boyfriend!" she stated
resolutely.

"And even if Chrissy agreed to it, I won't! How can
you even suggest that?!" Justin asked, more than a
little pissed off at JC.

JC felt relieved that his suggestion was turned down.
But he also felt bad and stupid now for making the
suggestion as he saw the angry look on Justin's face.
"I'm sorry Just. I'm just panicking and you already
know from this morning that I tend to say idiotic
stuff when I panic."

Justin couldn't stay angry with JC when he looked at
him with those puppy dog eyes. Grinning he pulled JC
into his arms.
"You've got a point there. Ok, forgiven but don't make
a habit of it."

Their lips met in a sweet kiss which quickly turned
passionate. But they were interrupted by the loud
clearing a throat. Sheepishly both turned to look at
Christina.

"Do we really want to add on more problems to what we
already have?" Christina asked, arching her eyebrow
and placing her hands on her hips.

"She's got a point. But damn! I feel like a horny
teenager around you, JC." Justin explained.

"You * are * a horny teenager, Justin." JC laughed as
he replied.

"Well you make me feel it even more!" Justin said,
with a grin.

"WOAH! That just gave me an idea! Just hold on for
while." Christina said and hurriedly left the room.
Before she stepped out, she turned to them and
motioned at the door. "This lock is trashed so behave
yourself!"

After she left, Justin tried to pull the collar of his
shirt up to hide the red mark but it didn't help. He
met JC's sad gaze in the mirror.

"Hey, Josh! What's with the sad face?" Justin asked
turning to JC.

"It's nothing." JC replied as he sat down on the
couch.

Justin crouched down in front of JC, resting his
forearms on the other man's knees.
"Are you sorry that Christina found out about us?"

JC shook his head.
"Believe it or not, being caught actually felt good.
Well, not the embarrassment factor but being able to
tell someone and not keeping this whole thing a secret
make all this feel almost...... normal. But that' not
going to happen with anyone else. Have you thought a
what Joey, Lance and Chris would think if they ever
find out?"

"Yeah. I did. But we don't have to tell them yet."
Justin said softly.

"I know. But we are going on the tour soon and I can't
imagine having to sneak around them. I mean this is
what it is always going to be like. Sneaking around,
worrying about being caught, not being able to give
each other hickeys!" JC exclaimed.

"And you, at the very least, want us to be able to
relax around the guys and be together." Justin
guessed.

"Yeah."

"I feel the same way, Josh. How about we try to tell
one of them first? I thought about telling Chris
first. He's the least likely to freak out."

JC stared at Justin.
"Are you sure?"

"I can't imagine spending all that time on the tour,
with you within close proximity and not even be able
to do this." Justin said and laid a soft kiss on JC's
lips.

"Yeah, that would suck." JC agreed as he frowned at
the thought.

"No actually you suck." Justin quipped, pointing to
his neck. That got the smile he wanted from JC.

The door flew open and closed just as quickly. But by
then Justin had landed on his ass from trying to move
away from JC abruptly.

"TA DA!" Christina announced her triumphantly, as she
brandished a small tube in her hand.

JC exhaled in relief.
"Chrissy! You really need to learn about the concept
of knocking!"

"Sorry, but I warned you! Besides, never mind that!
I've got what it takes to save your collective asses!"
Christina said as she waved the tube around.

"What's that?" Justin asked as he stood up and peered
at the tube. "Oh wait. I know. Michelle usually
attacks me with it."

"Yep. I got it from her. Concealer. Hickey eraser. The
ultimate high-school necessity for all teenagers. One
dab covers all sins. Well almost all sins." Christina
said as she began to dab the cream like substance on
the red mark on Justin's neck. Within moments the mark
was invisible. "There you go!"

"Wow! Nice work!" JC exclaimed.

"I think I've a whole new respect for Michelle's
armory of weapons." Justin added, as he took a final
look at the mirror. His hair was not exactly perfect
but he wasn't in the mood to mess with it just then.
"Ok, I better head out before they send out a search
party. Wish me luck!"

JC kissed Justin quickly and opened the door. All
three stepped out and headed towards the main studio.
Lance, Joey and Chris were talking to Rob the
photographer and Julian their assistant manager, when
they saw them.

"There you are! We were about to send The Pack to
search for you two." Julian said.

"I told you I would find them." Christina said,
discreetly making a face when the MTV crew swooped
down on her once again. "Ok, I better report to
Michelle for make-up. Catch you guys later at the
recording." She and her entourage left the studio.

"Thanks Chrissy." JC said softly, as she passed him.
The girl just winked and walked away.

Justin stepped in front of the setting to get his
shots done. Lisa, the stylist clucked her tongue as
she looked at the crumbled state of Justin's clothes.

"What have you been doing in that? It's a mess!" Lisa
exclaimed.

"Er...I wasn't feeling so hot so I laid down for a
while. Sorry." Justin covered quickly.

"Laid down or rolled around?" Lisa asked as she
motioned for her assistant to bring another set of
clothes. "Honestly, Justin! You're as bad as my 10
year old.

"And just as cute, I bet." Justin replied with grin.

"Nice try. Here, change into this quick." Lisa ordered
him.

After a few minutes of fussing over Justin, the studio
team had him ready for his shots. The sexy blonde
flirted his way through the various poses until the
photographer announced they were done. Justin stepped
away from the set and came to stand beside JC. For an
instant, he was about to take JC's hand in his but
managed to catch himself in time. Instead he casually
put his arm around the brunet's shoulders. JC turned
his head and met Justin's eyes, caution written on his
face. But with the reassuring look that Justin gave
him, he relaxed and turned back to the rest of the
group.

"I guess now we head for lunch? I'm starved!" Joey
announced.

"Joey, you were practically staking out the
refreshment table!" Lance teased.

"That was just finger sandwiches! I need my pasta!"
Joey replied.

"All right! All right! We've got reservations at a
nearby restaurant and the reporters from Seventeen
will be joining you. So change quickly and you will be
leaving by the back because thanks to Miss Aquilera,
the front is packed with fans. Ok, move it."

The five guys went to the dressing area and began to
change out of their 'shoot' clothes and back into
their own clothes. Justin and JC discreetly checked
each other out. Justin caught JC's eye and winked,
earning a smile from older man. JC watched as Justin
stood there shirtless and reached for his own shirt.
He was trying hard not to droll but at that moment
something caught his eyes. The hickey!

JC's eyes widened as he saw that as Justin removed his
shirt, he had accidentally rubbed off some of the
concealer. The red mark stood out vividly now against
Justin's skin. Anyone had to just look at Justin and
they would see it.

JC mentally prayed that Justin would put on his shirt
before anyone looked at him.

'God, please don't let anyone see it. Please don't let
anyone...'

"Justin? Why do you have a hickey on your neck?" Joey
asked loudly.

There was a sudden silence in the room as all eyes
fixed on Justin's neck.

'Damn!'
..............................
tbc.

So should they just tell everyone or should they
wait!?