Date: Thu, 2 Dec 1999 09:43:21 -0800 (PST)
From: Clive <bigc79_uk@yahoo.com>
Subject: Grand Encounter 3

Thanks:-
I would like that thank all those people that wrote to me about my
story as it is so far, and to apologize for the slight spelling
mistakes made to date. Hopefully this won't happen again as I now
have someone reading my work in advance BTW thanks Busta. Finally I would
appreciate any comments (good or bad) to: bigc79_uk@yahoo.com
Thanks and hope you enjoy the story :)

Disclaimer:-
This story is fiction and does not imply anything about the group
NSYNC or any other person involved in full or in part. If you are
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immediately. The author takes no responsibility for anyone's actions
based upon this work of fiction.


GRAND ENCOUNTER

Chapter Three :

JC still stood dumbfounded but this time started make some movement
towards his left hand pocket. By this time, the other doors in the
corridor had swung open, in an eager manner to find out what was
going on outside their doors. Chris, like JC, stood wide eyed and
just looked down at the motionless body of Justin.

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO JUSTIN?" Joey yelled mustering all sound
that he could from the bottom of his belly, moving with a single fast
step towards where Clive was still looking up at JC.

"Shut up I can't hear JC talk!" was all Clive said dismissively at
Joey, who started to back off. Not fully but still looking down at
Justin and beginning to crouch down, moving his hand to Justin's
forehead. As Clive knelt next to Justin, he could see Joey's movement
from the side of his vision. He snapped his head around and said, in a
caring but controlling voice, to Joey that he was not to touch Justin
at all!

Joey could not hold in his anger and again yelled at Clive "what the
Fuck do you know!" emphasizing the 'you' in a very disparaging tone.

"Guys could you keep it down!" JC said flatly and then looked at
Clive, "They want to talk to you!" he again said flatly now looking
at the ground, holding out the mobile phone that he held in his left
hand.

The others around Clive could only hear one side of the conversation
as he began to explain the situation.

"One male aged 18, non-responsive but is breathing and does have a
pulse. May have a head or neck injury and seems to have a compound
fracture on the right radial, but I can't be sure yet I haven't
performed a top-2-toe check yet."

"Yes that is correct level 2 training"

"Support and check. No problem, how long will you be?"

Clive then passed the phone back to JC who was by now looking at
Clive with amazement as if wondering how he knew what to say. On
receiving the cell phone, he gave the operator the address of their location
and said that someone would meet them out back, as the front would be
a no-go situation for the ambulance. He then hung up and, like the
others, started to watch as Clive began what looked like he was
checking and patting down Justin's body.

"What you doing?" Joey now asked but not in the aggressive fashion
that he had used before but in a quieter tone and a manner that could
be construed as concern.

"I have to make sure that his neck isn't injured, he landed on it
fairly heavily. Then I need to see if he has any other problems like
internal bleeding and or broken limbs. I'm pretty sure that he has
broke his arm but am not fully sure." Clive said in an equally quite
tone as not to make Justin to aware of his situation because they had
always said that hearing was the last thing that you lose.

About 20 minutes later Lance re-appeared at the doors of the elevator
with 2 paramedics, one female aged around 25 and an older man who was
rather large and looked about 40. They both knelt next to Justin who
was now conscious but dazed by what happened and still lying on the
floor as Clive had ordered him to do. The lady started to ask Clive
medical questions while the older gentleman placed a neck brace
collar on Justin before moving over to the trolley to get what they
had called a spinal board. At this point both the paramedics and
Clive rolled Justin over slightly, making sure to keep a vice grip on
Justin's head and supporting his back at different positions. Lance
moved the spinal board under Justin slowly. 10 minutes later Justin,
Lance and the two paramedics were on the way back down to the
ambulance, it had been decided that it was better that only Lance
should go as not to create a media circus. The others just stood in
confusion over what happened in silence. But silence was broken soon
enough.

"Thank you" JC said towards Clive who stood besides him. Tears could
be seen in JC eyes but he remained emotionless apart from that. JC
had the need to show his affection towards Clive and just wanted to
throw his arms around the taller man standing besides him and hug him
with all his might. But he couldn't, not when Chris and Joey
were standing in front of the two of them.

"For what?" Clive asked moving his hand towards JC and also wanting to
show his affection towards this lean and angular shaped man that had
held his heart ever since he met him.

"Am I the only one who doesn't know what actually happened to
Justin?" Joey asked looking towards Chris and then back towards the
other two standing in front of him.

"Can we get out the corridor, go to your room Chris" Clive stated
slowly feeling week in the knees and needing to sit down.

"Sure" was all Chris said not showing anything outwardly but just like
Joey was feeling puzzled and confused over what happened and what was
happening in front of his eyes between JC and Clive.

All four men made their way into Chris' room, not being as big
as JC's but most definitely just as spectacular in decoration. Clive
made his way to a single chair that faced into the room with another
single chair opposite and in-between the two chairs was a long settee
that seated at lest 4 people. JC sat at the near side of the settee
to Clive whilst Joey took the other chair and Chris sat in the middle
of the long reclining settee.

Joey's eyes shifted between the other three in the room, raising his
head in a gesture pointing towards Clive he started by asking in a
quizzical manner "What did you do to Justin? Why did you knock him out?"

"Don't jump to conclusions Joey!" JC stepped in, in a defensive
manner but not changing his sitting position with his head slightly facing
Clive.

"I don't think that I addressed YOU personally JC!" Joey snapped back
getting more and more agitated at not knowing what had happened out
in the corridor.

"Don't raise your voice to me mister!" JC said equalling the tone
that Joey had used on him.

"Guys, calm down," Clive started to say before being interrupted but
this time by Joey,

"What the fuck are you doing here any way?"

"I invited him, you dick head!" JC retorted using language that he hardly
ever did, which surprised Chris into realisation of what was
happening and now it was his turn to join into the conversation.

"Clive's right, you two children should calm down and start acting your age
by giving Clive a chance to explain himself to all the questions that have been
sent his way!" Chris butted in.

All the other two could do, was to look ashamed as they had been put in
their place by the oldest and at this point seemingly the most mature
of the group.

"Now Clive. In your own time" Chris said directing his statement to
Clive directly before looking at the other two to make sure that they
wouldn't jump in before he finished his statement.

"I don't know what to say, firstly Joey" Clive said calmly and now
looking at Joey to see his reaction first hand, "JC did invite me. He
came around today to pick up his mobile phone which he left in my
club. We talked a bit and..." Clive thought whether to tell the others
that he and JC had sung but then decided not to mention that, "and
then Josh invited me over here to meet you guys again. I didn't
think I would cause such a problem." Looking back at JC, Clive
started to explain the second question of about what he had actually
done to Justin, "As for the thing in the hall, well frankly I don't
know what got into Justin. JC and myself were walking down the hall
when he came out of... I guess his room... and," Clive sighed before
continuing with the explanation, "When he saw JC and me in the hall
he high tailed it out of there but was met with the door. He hit his
head, twice, and landed on his arm... I don't know what else to say".
As Clive finished he looked from JC to Chris to Joey, who by this time
was looking at the floor and wasn't holding the same posture as he
had when challenging Clive and JC, but this time was in a very
submissive state, all limp and shoulders hanging low. He raised his
head slowly to see Clive looking at him, not angrily in fact it was
more out of sympathy because he could tell that Joey was both upset
about his reaction but a large amount of shame came into play at this
point.

"I guess if what you say is true then somebody owes both you and JC an
apology." Chris said, looking over to Joey again taking on the leadership
role which he was new to.

At that Joey lifted his head again and firstly looked at JC but not
in the face but at his mid-section and stated in an almost inaudible
level that he was sorry for the things he had said and that JC was
right about him jumping to conclusions. He then re-adjusted his
sitting position becoming a little more confident with himself and
faced Clive but unlike with JC looked him in the face and began his
second apology.

Being the spontaneous guy he is, Chris jumps up and suddenly announced in
a jubilant voice, "Now guys I think it's a Group hug time!" happy with the
end of the conflicts in the room, and happy that he could again shed the
leadership role, which he didn't think he was to well suited to.

Clive looked on as all three grown men rose to there feet and moved
towards each other, but there was no hug instead Joey turned to Clive
and moved his arm out and waved him into the circle. Taking the hint
Clive hesitantly stood and moved towards JC, Chris and Joey. 'The sight
would have been amusing', Clive thought to himself to see four grown
men showing such affection towards each other, but thinking that he
didn't mind JC's arm being around him, and only wished he could let
JC know his true feeling towards him BUT JC couldn't be gay! Could
he?

After the group hug JC invited Clive back to his room to talk
further, Clive tried to not to reply too quickly but felt that now was
the time to explain to JC his true feelings. 'After all it is better to
find out he doesn't like you and won't talk to you anymore than to
wait until you are close friends', Clive thought silently to himself.

Clive and JC left Chris' room and walked down the hallway in silence
before entering JC's room,

"Josh, I need to tell you something before I stay... I mean if I stay..."
Clive started to rub his hands nervously  together as he tried to form the
words he had been longing to say.

"You only just got here! Well sort of" JC said, worried that he would lose
Clive, then belatedly realized that he never had him in the first place.

"It's just, that the only reason that I know all your songs is
because I have been an avid fan for ages. But that's not the only
reason... I have been dying to tell you since I met you but didn't
know if you would accept me as...well, as a friend if I did"

"What ever you have to say can't be so bad, that I wouldn't want
to be your friend," after a slight pause JC continued now looking
deep into Clive's eyes, "so stop hesitating and just spit it out"

"JC... well" Clive looked at him nervously then braved myself and said,
 "It's that I'm bisexual... moving more on the side towards
gay I think, but don't know"

"Well I would never have guessed!" he said with a slight grin as he
raised he eyebrow, in a gesture that talked for itself.

"You mean you knew already." Clive looked at JC in surprise.

"Duh! your touch was too kind, you voice too caring and you smile too...
sexy!" JC said the last word in a teasing manner still with a coy grin on
his face.

"Say what!"

"Well as we're coming out I might as well tell you, I am also gay! But
don't tell the others, they don't know... yet... I feel like a traitor
and don't want them to hate me just because they think that at any
chance I will pounce on them. You understand don't you?"

"What? That your not embarrassed about being gay, just that you love
them to much to hurt them?" Clive ask in a knowing and kind tone.

"Yeah, I guess..."

"I've been there but in the end telling my sis was the best thing
that happened."

JC moved towards Clive slowly and embarrassed him in another hug but
this time without the others. This wasn't like the one from earlier
it was thrilling and neither men were complaining about holding each
other in a warm comfortable environment.

"Josh, I, well I like you, and the others a lot." As Clive finished
opening up he heart towards JC he felt like he was the only thing
lighting up the room and out of embarrassment he lowered his head
slightly and closed his eyes, awaiting the sure rejection.

"That's good because I like you too" JC said moving in closer
and tilting his head to the side meeting Clive's lips gently. The
touching of their lips sent shivers down both JC and Clive's backs
causing them to shudder. Clive who's eyes had been closed though the
experience opened and he looked into JC deep blue eyes and smiled
before moving in again for another moment of pure pleasure.

Clive moved his hands behind JC and started to lift up his shirt from
his pants before moving his hands under the shirt and seductively
rubbing JC back.

"Uuh... god that feels so good. Don't stop" JC said before moving in
for another kiss but this time parting his mouth slightly and moving
his tongue up against the partly open lips that held the tangy nectar
that he craved. Clive's lips parted upon feeling JC's tongue darting
at their entrance and soon their tongues were in a mating dance
moving from side to side, all that could be heard were muffled moans
of pleasure from both JC and Clive. As Clive's hands roamed over JC's
masculine back JC just returned the embrace and moved his hands up behind
Clive and started to cup behind his head pulling him in further and deeper
into passion.

"I never knew it could be like that" Clive said with a small tear
forming

"Don't cry babe... it makes me..."

"What did you call me?" Clive interrupted JC's words.

JC turned away in shyness and with uncertainty quietly said, "um...Babe?"

"God I love it when you call me that Joshua Chasez, and these tears
are for you, to show I love you."

JC moved away from Clive and started to move across the room. [Both
of them were still standing in the entrance of the room] but seeing
JC moving away made Clive think that he had said the wrong thing and this time
it was his turn to feel shy and uncertain. Using the same tone that JC had
used, "Josh, I'm sorry...I didn't mean to..."

JC turned around and placed a finger up to his lips to signal to
Clive to hush and then outstretched both arms in an open gesture
indicating to Clive to come to him. Moving in towards JC, Clive felt
instantly at ease as he saw where JC had lead him. Standing outside
the bedroom JC took Clive by the hand and led him in the large room
before closing both doors behind them.

*************************

Back in the hospital Justin was seated on a hard steel hospital bed with
his legs daggling over the edge. The staff had checked him out and removed
the neck brace after finding that all was fine, but he did look a site
along with his right arm plastered up the elbow. Lance paced up and down
the room before stopping in front of Justin, tilting his head he just
looking quizzically at him.

"Lance, I feel like such an idiot" Justin said looking over at the
slightly older boy in front of him.

"You're gonna to tell me what happened to you out in the hallway?"
Lance said looking down at Justin with concerned eyes.

"Nothing happened I... I just freaked out that's all."

"Come on Just, you don't just knock yourself out and crack your arm over
nothing"

"I was just surprised to see JC and him in the hallway that's all" Justin
said lying and knowing that Lance would read him like a book, so he just
looked down at the ground and blocked out the sounds that he knew Lance
would make.  The sounds of nagging.

"Just! JUSTING... JUSTIN" Lance shouted at Justin, who eventually made his
presence known by acknowledging his band mate.

"What!" he replied in a strained voice...

"Justin you like him..."

"Clive" Justin shot at Lance with a look, a look of fright and concern that
he would hate him. They hadn't been best of friends but he still respected
Lance for his intelligence and morals.

"I meant JC, but I never thought..."

"Oh shit!...I mean, no I don't mean that I mean..." Justin let out a groan,
"Please Lance please don't tell anyone. I don't...I'm scared..." Justin began
to break-down with his head in his hands...

"Just man, come on, I still love ya as a brother, you don't have to be
afraid of me.  Look up at me!" Still with no sign of response Lance stepped
over to Lance and placed his hand on Justin's back and rubbed out all the
pain and fright that it held within.

"Thanks man..." Justin said now looking up at Lance with a slight smile.

"Lets get out of here, you don't need to worry about me telling the others,
I won't say anything... "

"Lance, if or when I tell the others, will you stay with me? I think they
will be alright with it but to be honest I am worried about telling JC,
we've been so close that I'd hate for him to ignore me."

"Let's deal with that bridge when we come to it. Come on Curly the others
will be wondering where we're at".

*************************

Back in the hotel Chris and Joey had spent the afternoon playing cards with
each other awaiting the return of Justin, whilst Clive and JC had been
experiencing what true love felt like... Clive and JC stepped out of JC's
room looking around nervously to see if others were around JC turned to
Clive and kissed in fully on the lips one more time before backing off and
looking at Clive with puppy dog eyes, "Are you sure you have to go?
Couldn't you stay the night and we could just..."

"I think we just did" Clive said laughing out loud but not loud enough to
bring attention from Joey and Chris who were behind a solid door all the
way down the corridor.

At that point the elevator at the far end of the corridor opened up and out
came Lance and Justin, who's arm was fixed solidly with a plaster cast.
Neither of them noticed the other pair at first but then all four looked up
at each other, with a switching of stares between their respective partners
(in Justin's case his confiding in Lance) a silent conversation began as if
pleading for the other not to tell. This went on for a few seconds before
JC ran over to Justin and pulled him into hug. Clive stepped up behind JC
and as he was about to speak, Justin pushed in ahead of him,

"I just want to say Thank you for the concern you showed me earlier..."
Justin began before being interrupted this time by Clive.

"What are you doing out of the hospital?" Clive said with a surprised
tone," shouldn't they keep you in overnight?"

"Lance and I convinced them that me staying there wasn't in the best
interest of the hospital since the publicity would stop the hospital
functioning properly... and... I hate your 'Brit' hospitals, there so... I
don't know sterile!"

The four of them made their way over to Chris' room where Chris and Joey
were apparently still at. and behind the wooden door [which didn't appear
quite as sound proof as either JC or Clive had thought] they could hear
Chris getting into a heated argument on the phone.

As the four of them opened the single oak door and stepped in to the room
they could hear Chris now shouting loader and louder into phone in the
other room, then there was silence. He stepped into the room to see the
others and without even acknowledging Justin's return blurter out, "half
the fucking musicians were turned away at customs... management don't think
they will be able to get them here in time for the concert next week"

"Excellent..." JC exclaimed to everybody's surprise...



TBC

Still more to come. It won't be out for a week or so, that is unless
I get a few requests for the next part to come out sooner. WHO KNOWS!
:)

Again thanks Busta!

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