Date: Sun, 28 Mar 2004 16:31:23 -0800 (PST)
From: Author NM <author_nm@yahoo.com>
Subject: Kevin & Dustin - You're Still My Boy Chapter 4

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Okay everyone; remember that is a fictional story. That means anything I
write here is from my head. This is not reality. I don't know the
Backstreet Boys, David Boreanaz, or any other celebrity mentioned here.
It's all made up!

Also, this story contains themes aimed at a mature audience only. It
contains (or rather it will) a relationship between two males. If you
don't like homosexual themes, then leave. Why are you even at this
website? If you aren't at least 18 years old then you shouldn't read
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*** 'I still love you' This is the continuation to the series Kevin and
Dustin. This story involves a romance between the celebrity Kevin
Richardson of the Backstreet Boys and the fictional character of Dustin
Richards. If you are offended by this kind of material, please do not
read this series. If you have not read the first series, please do not
read this one yet because I'd like you to know the story of Kevin and
Dustin's story from the beginning. Otherwise, enjoy this new series as
we continue to drift into the lives of Kevin and Dustin. Any comments or
criticism for me please send to: author_nm@yahoo.com ***

*** I'm back! Welcome to the second chapter of the story of Kevin and
Dustin, and the continuation of 'Kevin and Dustin,' titled as You're
Still My Boy. I do hope you like this series and I hope to bring you as
much excitement and drama as the first series. Special thanks to you for
being here to read my series. Special thank you to some of my close
friends: CJ, Exodus, Jason, and Scott. And a very special thanks to all
of my readers. I am extremely grateful for your support. BIG THANKS to
David at Nifty, and to Yahoo! Geocities for allowing my website and my
stories. As always, enjoy and hopefully, you won't be disappointed. Now I
present to you the continuation of the journey of Kevin and Dustin,
You're Still My Boy ***

You're Still My Boy -- Chapter 4

By: NM

"Dustin, you ready to work up this patient?" Dr. Brooks asked.
Nothing. "Dustin, hello? Wake up space cadet?" Dr. Brooks added.

"Hmm, what?" I asked coming out of my daydream.

"Are you ready?" Dr. Brooks asked again.

"Oh, yeah..." My brain finally kicked in. "Now?"

"Yes, now. Why is something the matter?" Dr. Brooks was definitely
starting to get annoyed.

"No, nothing's wrong. Let's go," I said.

Dr. Brooks reprimanded me slightly for loosing my concentration as we
walked over to Trauma 1.

"Ok, Dustin, give me the bullet," Dr. Brooks said.

"The patient is Mark Hunter. A 19 year old white male. The patient
arrived at the ER by ambulance. He was found unconscious and bleeding at
home in the bathroom. BP is 120 over 80, O-2 at 98 percent on room
air."

"Good start, Dustin. Just keep going," Dr. Brooks encouraged.

"According to his mother, he'd been drinking a lot of water and
urinating frequently. He was also frequently fatigued. There was a
slight odor on his breath upon exam, but his mother said that he was not
a drinker and did not do drugs. There is a two centimeter ulcerative
wound on the right big toe. The bleeding is from an 8 centimeter head
lac, which he probably got from a fall."

"Nice presentation. Now, what labs would you order?" Dr. Brooks asked.

"CBC, Chem Panel, UA, blood alcohol and a tox screen," I stated.

"Rachel, type and cross for two units and get those labs so we can find
out what's wrong with Mr. Hunter," Dr. Brooks smiled. "Also, we need
to get a sample from the wound on his toe and have it cultured."

"Why are we getting him blood? The loss was minimal according to the
family." I wondered.

"Just a precaution," Dr. Brooks explained.

After 20 minutes or so, the nurse came back with the lab test results.

"Dustin, what are the results?"

"Drug and alcohol both came back negative. He's got a blood glucose of
650, and he's positive ketones in the urine," I reported.

"Ok, so he's drug and alcohol free, but with high blood glucose. What
does that indicate?" Dr. Brooks asked.

"The patiently likely has diabetes," I replied.

"Ok, what else do the labs tell you?" Dr. Brooks asked.

"His white count is elevated at 14,000 with a low red count of 3,000.
Hemoglobin is 9.4 and Crit is 28.2 percent." I said. "It's a good
thing you ordered the blood," I said.

"Good, Dustin, good. Now take a closer look at those blood test
results," Dr. Brooks said. "Focus on the white blood cells. What do
those numbers tell you?"

"Everything seems to be in order." I said taking a quick glance. "No,
wait! The neutrophil levels are elevated, that's a good sign of
bacterial infection," I replied.

"So the kid's diabetic, anemic and he has an infection," Dr. Brooks
said.

"The wound on his toe!" I exclaimed. "That's why you're having it
cultured. It's the most likely site of infection."

"Exactly," Dr. Brooks agreed.

"Well, isn't he just a barrel of monkeys," I sighed.

"Dr. Brooks, we need you in Exam Two," a nurse said entering the room.

"Dustin, monitor his vitals, have the nurses keep watch and get back out
there. With Dr. Snider gone to a conference we've gotten backed up,"
Dr. Brooks said leaving me alone in the room.

"Oh boy, fun time," I groaned finishing up the patient's chart.

***

"Thanks see you tomorrow," I said to Rachel as I left the hospital
after another fun-filled day of work and learning. It was a beautiful
day. Though the sun was beginning to set, it was still warm outside. A
gentle breeze blew in the wind. My walk to the parking lot was slow as I
began thinking about the past few days. My mind floated to Kevin and the
guys' arrival in LA and mine and Kevin's reunion. It was at that
moment my cell phone rang. I pulled my backpack around and fished my
cell phone out of it quickly before it could stop ringing. "Hello?"

"Hey Dustin," That deep voice of his spoke.

"Kev, what's going on?" I asked pulling my keys out of my bag as well
as I got to my car.

"Not much, I just got back from a shopping trip with Howie and Nick.
Wanted to call and see how your day was," He said. I could practically
hear him smiling on the other end of the phone.

"My day was ok. Another day at the hospital," I said as I opened my
car door and slid inside the driver seat. I tossed my backpack into the
passenger side and put the key in the ignition and started the car.
"So, do you have any plans tonight?" I asked as I put my seatbelt on.

"No, why?" Kevin asked.

"I wanted to know if you'd like to go out tonight. Maybe dinner and a
movie or something?" I offered.

"Dustin that sounds great. I'd love too," Kevin replied.

"Great!"

"We've got a radio interview in an hour, how about I swing by your
place and pick you up around eight. Then we can just decide from there.
And if you don't wanna see a movie then maybe we can just stay in
watching TV, cuddling and talking?" Kevin whispered.

"That sounds wonderful, Kev," I smiled at the thought of just staying
in, curled up under a blanket with my lover. Familiar thoughts started
coursing through my brain. My smile seemed to grow even bigger than it
already was, if that were at all possible.

"Ok, I'll call you when I get out of the interview," Kevin said.

"Ok, I'll talk to you then. Bye, Kevin," I said.

"See ya Dustin," Kevin said.

The line went silent, but it didn't matter. I wasn't sad that he
wasn't on the phone anymore. I was still so thrilled to have him back
in my life again. Part of me still wonders how I ever broke things off
so many years ago.

I carefully backed out of my parking space and headed home to my
apartment. It was time to have a talk with Jason. It had been a week
since Kevin and I officially got back together and I still hadn't told
him. Boy was I going to be in for it when he finds out I waited this
long to tell him. Kyle and Davie were going to be equally pissed, too.
Oh well, no sense in fretting over it, everything will all be out in the
open in a little while anyways.

Then my thoughts drifted to David. Oh man, how was he going to take
this? How would I tell him? Should I even tell him at all? Yes, I had to
tell him. I shouldn't have even considered not telling him. He's my
friend. I just hope he'd understand.

***

I unlocked the door and shut it as I kicked my shoes off. I set my
backpack down on the couch in the living room and carried the mail into
the kitchen, placing it on the table. I grabbed bottled water from the
refrigerator and turned down the hallway to my room.

"Hey Jason, I'm ho..."

"AHHH!" I heard a scream.

"Oh shit! Man Jase, I'm soooo sorry," I apologized. Apparently, Jason
wasn't alone in the room when I walked in. "I'll just be in the
living room," I said shutting the door.

I walked back to the living room and sunk into the couch. I reached for
the remote and turned the TV on, while also turning the volume up much
louder than I would normally have it.

After a few minutes Jason and his guest emerged from our room, fully
clothed with his guest looking rather embarrassed. "Jase, I'm so
sorry. I didn't know you had company," I apologized.

"Don't worry about it, shit happens," He replied casually.

"So, Jeff, can I give you a call later?" Jason asked his friend.

"That'd be great," Jeff replied.

Jason leaned in, kissing the guy gently on his lips. He opened the
door. "I'll see you later."

"Bye, Jason."

Once the guy was gone Jason shut the door. "Man, you owe me big time!"
Jason joked as he plopped down on the couch next to me.

"Hey, I already apologized. You two could have very well finished up
what you were doing. I came in here and had the volume up...wouldn't
have heard a thing," I tried to play innocent.

"Dustin that wholesome, innocent deal never seemed to work very well for
you. I don't know how people still fall for it after all this time,"
Jason joked.

"I'm just a master at deception like that," I smiled back. "It's a
gift."

"Riiight," Jason laughed.

"So, what are you doing home so early on a weekend guy? Thought for
sure you'd be out partying it up," I said.

"The party came home early," Jason grinned as he spoke.

"TMI, man!" I pretended to be shocked.

"So, what are you doing home already?" Jason asked turning the
questions towards me.

"Oh, I'm uh...well, I'm..."

"Awwww, this is so cute!" Jason squealed in a high-pitched voice. "My
`lil boy's got himself a date!" Jason clapped his hands together and
jumped up. He grabbed my arm and pulled me down the hall to our room.
"You'll have to excuse the mess in my part of the room," he joked. He
sat me down on my bed and walked over to our closet, and threw open the
door. "Now, exactly what type of date is this?"

"Well, I think it's just gonna be dinner and maybe a movie," I
replied.

"Dinner and a movie," Jason sighed sweetly.

"Grow up, cornball," I laughed.

Jason began to rummage through my closet for things to wear. "I can
dress myself, ya know?" I told him.

"Boy, you haven't been out on an actual date in God knows how long.
Let me get you ready for it," Jason stated.

"Fine, whatever," I conceded to him.

"So, who is the hottie that's taking you out?" Jason asked as he
pulled various shirts and pants from the closet for me to try on.

"Uh...well, it's uh...it's funny you should ask," I said.

Jason stopped his quest of finding me the perfect outfit and turned
around to face me. "Dustin." The sound of his voice meant business.
I could tell he wanted to know who I would be going out with and he
wanted to know right now.

"Jason, I think you'll be mad when you find out who it is," I said
quietly.

"Dustin, I won't get mad at you...not unless you give me a reason to,
that is," He said.

"It's not David, is it?" Jason asked.

"No, it's not David," I answered him.

"Well, then who is it?" He asked. "I mean, with you're work schedule
it's not like you have the time to meet anyone..."

"OH MY GOD!" Jason screamed. "You met someone at work! Is he cute? I
bet he's cute? So, what does he do? It's not that doctor supervisor
of yours, is it? What type of doctor is he? Or is it a nurse? There
are some pretty hot nurses in that hospital of yours," He smiled.

"It's not someone I met from work," I interrupted him.

"Well then, if it's not someone new and not someone from work then it
has to be someone from...before," Jason finally realized who I was
talking about before he finished his sentence. "When did this happen?"

"About a week ago," I answered.

"A week ago?" Jason asked incredulously. "It happened a week ago and
you're just now telling me?"

"I can't really talk about it much, but I saw him, and we started
talking and then...poof, we're back together," I explained. "Well,
maybe not exactly poof, but you get the idea."

"You saw him in the hospital didn't you?" Jason guessed. "Oh come on
Dustin. I mean it was all over the news about him being there."

"So, you two are back together, huh?" Jason asked.

"Yeah, we are," I answered. "And I'm really sorry for not telling you
sooner."

"It's fine. As long as you're happy...that's all that matters to
me," Jason smiled. "But if he ever hurts ya..."

"Thanks Jason, you're the best friend ever!" I said grabbing him and
pulling him into a tight, friendly embrace.

"So, who made the first move, again?" He asked resuming his search for
the perfect outfit.

"There wasn't really a first move, per say...things just kinda fell
back into place between us," I replied.


"So it was like you guys never broke up?" He asked satisfied with the
choices he'd pulled out.

"Well, I wouldn't say that," I stated. "But after seeing him and
stuff...it all just came rushing back, ya know? All the feelings, the
memories--they just flooded my mind."

"Awww," Jason sighed. "What time is he coming to pick you up?" he
asked. "He BETTER be picking you up!"

"He said he was gonna call when..." My sentence was interrupting from
the sound of my cell phone ringing.

I fished the phone out of my pocket. "Hello?"

"Hey Dustin, it's me," Kevin spoke. "We got out of the interview a
little early, so is it ok I swing by now and pick you up?" Kevin asked.

"Sure, that'll be fine," I answered. I gave him the directions and
then hung up.

"Jason, he's coming now!" I panicked. "And I'm not ready!"

"It's ok, be calm," Jason said. "Ok, you jump in the shower real
quick and I'll get your clothes ready and stall a little if I need to
when he gets here."

"Ok." With that, I bolted for the bathroom and hopped in the shower
getting ready for my date with Kevin. As I finished showering I realized
this would be like a first date again. So much has happened in both of
our lives that we needed to get to know each other all over again. I got
out of the shower and ran to my room and pulled on the clothes Jason had
laid out for me. I ran back into the bathroom and fixed my hair with
some gel and making it look somewhat messy. As soon as I finished in the
bathroom I heard the buzzer. I also heard Jason yell "come on up."

Grabbed some of my Abercrombie & Fitch cologne and applied two sprays. I
took one last look at myself in the mirror. `Damn, Jason. You sure
know how to dress people.'

Jason had picked out a pair of my A&F jeans that sit really low on my
waist. My shirt was just a plain white t-shirt and Jason had me throw on
my brown suede jacket on top of that.

When I came into the living room, Kevin was already inside talking
pleasantly with Jason. When he saw me his jaw practically fell to the
floor.

"Wow, Dustin, you look great!" Kevin smiled as he came up to me. His
lips met mine briefly. He took a step back and took my hand in his.

"You two have fun now," he smiled. "Kevin, have him back by
midnight," He joked.

I turned around giving him a devilish grin. "We'll see."

***

"Damn, Dustin, you look great!" Kevin said again as we walked down the
Santa Monica Pier talking.

"What, I didn't look great in the hospital in scrubs and a white lab
coat covered in patients' bodily fluids?" I asked in fake hurt.

"Even then you still looked good," Kevin smiled, his hand brushing mine
as we walked. There was a brief moment of silence. "What kind of
bodily fluids were you covered in exactly?"

I didn't answer him; only smiled and continued our walk down the Pier.
"Hey Kev?"

"Yeah, Dustin?"

"What do you say about riding the ferris wheel?"

Kevin smiled, "I'd say let's do it."

With that, Kevin and I got in the line for the ferris wheel and waited
patiently, continuing to chat until it was our turn. As the ferris wheel
went around in its circle, I allowed my hand to take hold of Kevin's. I
looked over it him, gently squeezing his hand and smiling. "What are you
smiling at beautiful?" Kevin asked as he smiled back to me.

"You. Us. This," I replied. "I'm just really happy now," I said. The
ferris wheel stopped with us at the top so I scooted closer to Kevin.
"Is this ok?"

"Definitely," Kevin grinned. He leaned down carefully, capturing my
lips with his. The kiss continued to grow and deepen, until we began
moving. It was only then that I pulled back and created a little bit of
space between our bodies.

"I love you, Dustin," Kevin whispered.

"Love you too, Kev." The ferris wheel came to a stop again, this time
with us at the bottom and getting off.

"Anything you wanna do next?" Kevin asked as we strolled down the pier.

"I am kinda hungry," I told him.

"We can eat at Rusty's Surf Ranch," Kevin suggested, "It's pretty
good."

"Great, let's go," I replied.

We walked to the restaurant and were seated practically immediately even
though there was a short wait. That is definitely one of the perks of
being with a celebrity. We were seated and after a few minutes our
waitress came to our table.

"How are you two gentlemen tonight?" she asked.

"We're hungry," I replied.

"Well then, you've come to the right place," She smiled. "Can I
start you off with some drinks and an appetizer or are you two ready to
order?"

"I'm ready, Kev. Are you?" I asked.

"Go ahead," He gestured.

"I'm gonna have your Cowabunga Burger and fries with a Corona and slice
of lime please," I requested.

"You look old enough, but do you have ID?" She asked.

I pulled out my wallet showing her my driver's license. "Thanks hon,"
She smiled. "And what about you sir?"

"I'll take the Caribbean Jerk Chicken Sandwich with fries and a Corona
with lime also," Kevin requested holding up his ID. "And can we get an
order of your chips and salsa, too?"

"Sure thing. I'll get your drinks and chips out and put your orders
in," She said.

"Thanks," I told her before she walked away to place our order. A few
minutes later, she returned with our drinks and chips. Kevin continued
to tell me what he did during the guys' break and ending his last
relationship.

"So, why did you break it off with him, Kev?" I asked. "Don't get me
wrong...I'm really glad you did, but I was just curious," I explained.
"Unless you don't wanna talk about it."

"No, we can talk about it," Kevin answered. "Basically, it all came
down to love," He said. "I was never in love with him. I knew I
wasn't and wouldn't ever be."

"Oh."

"The way I figured, if I wasn't in love with him, then I shouldn't
string him along. It would just end up hurting him more," Kevin went
on. "He was a great guy, really, I just don't love him."

There was a brief moment of silence, and then Kevin spoke up. "And
then, when he found out we were going to get back in the studio and
working again, he didn't think he could handle all the time apart with
me doing promotions and possibly another tour."

"So it was almost like a mutual break-up then?" I asked.

"I guess you could call it that," Kevin nodded. "I think on some
level we both knew things weren't working out. And that it wouldn't be
fair to either of us."

"I remember how hard it was for us," I agreed. "But, we made it work
before, and we can do it again," I smiled at him.

Around this time our waitress brought us another round of drinks with our
food.

"How's the burger?" Kevin asked as he put a fry in his mouth.

"Great. How's your chicken sandwich?" I asked.

"Not bad," He grinned, taking a bite out of it.

Our conversation was ceased for a few minutes while we both ate our
dinner. Then Kevin spoke up. "Dustin, are you planning on telling
Brian we're back together?"

"I think we have to, Kev," I paused to take a sip of my Corona. "It
would be dishonest not to tell him."

"When do you think we should tell him?" Kevin asked.

"Let me tell him, ok. I think he could handle it better coming from
just me and not the two of us. I don't want him to think we're
flaunting it in his face or anything," I explained.

"Ok," Kevin agreed.

"So, how is the internship going?" Kevin asked, shifting the topic to
something a bit more pleasant.

"As good as can be expected for working in an Emergency Department," I
replied.

"It's really fast paced. There aren't too many slow moments,
especially here in L.A.," I explained. "But I really enjoy it. The
people I work with a great and I'm learning a lot of stuff that's gonna
help me later on."

"That's great, babe," Kevin smiled. "I'm really happy that you've
found something you love, something that you'll be great at."

"I love it, I really do," I sighed looking at him. "I may not love
doing some of the nasty scut work involved, but it's what I gotta do."

"So this August will begin your third year?" Kevin asked.

"Yup, I can't believe how fast all this has gone," I sighed. "Don't
get me wrong, there were some times I thought a week would never end.
Break's are few and far between in med school. As long as you stay on
top of your studies, though, it'll be fine," I elaborated. "There was
one guy my first year who got sick with Mono. He was out for four weeks
straight, and he was never able to catch up."

"That must've sucked big time," Kevin said.

"Yeah, he was so upset when he had to drop out."

Kevin and I finished our dinner and he insisted on paying saying that
since I'm a med student I need to save my money to help pay off those
enormous loans. He did allow me to leave the tip though.

"So, what would you like to do now?" I asked as we walked back down the
pier to the parking lot where his car was.

"Well, I kinda wanted to know if you'd like to go somewhere
alone...say, like my place?" Kevin suggested.

"Why Kevin, I do believe you're trying to seduce me," I joked.

"Is it working?" He asked seriously, his voice strong with passion.

I didn't answer, just leaned in and briefly let my lips capture his. As
I pulled back I could see the lust in his eyes, the burning desire to be
with me again. And I knew he saw the same thing in my eyes.

Our pace quickened, we were definitely in a hurry to get to his car and
then back to his place.

***

It was very dark. There was no light in the room, save for faint glow
cast by the moon. Soft music could be heard playing. It was soothing
and relaxing. There were no words; just beautiful melody and harmonies
from the orchestral arrangements. There was a great weight on top of
me. It wasn't too heavy, it was just right. It was a comfortable
heaviness. My eyes adjusted to the lack of light and, slowly, my
surroundings began to come into focus.

I was with him again. I was with Kevin. Part of me got scared when I
awoke in the darkness. I thought it had all been a dream. That we
hadn't found each other again. But then I felt him. I felt his breath
on my neck; his body against mine. And at that moment, life felt right
again. For the first time, everything felt right.

I felt Kevin stir. "Dustin?" His voice cried out softly.

"It's ok, babe. I'm here," I replied coursing my fingers through his
black hair.

"I was afraid it was all a dream," His voice was quivering. His hold
on me tightened.

"I had the same fear, too," I revealed. "But it wasn't a dream.
We're here now...together. Again. And this time I'm never letting
go," I whispered into his ear as I pulled him closer to me.

Gently, I let my lips capture his ear lobe and began to gently nibble on
it. I started placing sweet, delicate kisses on his cheek and made my
way down his neck.

"I love you so much," I cried, tears running down both of my cheeks.

Kevin pulled my face to his and crushed his beautiful lips against mine.
His tongue snaked into my mouth while his hands ran up and down my back,
squeezing my tight against his warm body.

Kevin finally broke our lips apart, releasing a small sigh. "I love
you, Dustin. I always have, I always will."

I was so happy. Everything felt wonderful. Kevin and I were together
again, and this time I wouldn't let anything break us apart. "You're
still my boy," I heard him whisper. That was what he had said to me six
years ago when I left.

"Always."

To Be Continued...

Well, I hope everyone enjoyed the fourth chapter of the sequel to Kevin
and Dustin. Well, this time it only took me two months between updates.
That's a big improvement for me!

I just wanted to give a quick shout out to my big bro! What would I do
without you?

If you have any questions, comments, suggestions, story ideas, etc.
please, feel free to e-mail them to me at author_nm@yahoo.com