Date: Tue, 01 Jan 2002 19:03:12 -0600
From: Charlie Lambert <grandbaykracker@hotmail.com>
Subject: Nsync Complications

Disclaimer: Having only recently come to terms with my own sexuality, this
is a first attempt on my behalf to write a story of this nature. I must
however state that I do not know any of the celebrities sexual preferences
in REALITY, however, in this little fiction world of mine, they are what I
choose them to be. There will be some inconsistencies that will be fixed
over time, so bear with me. Okay, here goes.

Oh yeah, one more thing. Lance's thoughts are going to be placed inside the
greater/lesser than marks (<, >) like that, okay? Just so you won't get
confused. Joey's will be inside normal brackets [].

Chapter One

Bye Bye...

	And so ended yet another concert for 'N Sync. JC, Joey, Justin, Chris, and
Lance all made their way through the backstage crowd to the awaiting limo.
Once inside, Joey was the first to speak up.

"Anybody for an encore performance?" He chimed up sarcastically.

"Man, I love my job, but geesh, it was hot out there!" Justin replied.

"Definitely," both Chris and JC simultaneously replied.

"I mean, what would you expect with me out there?" Joey stated as a matter
of factly.

	This resulted in a mass laughter from everybody. Everybody except Lance
that is, but no one really seemed to notice except for Joey. He let it lie
for now; he was too tired to start one of those kinds of conversations. Idle
chat flowed from member to member about their performances all the way back
to the hotel. They made their way to the elevator, everyone on the verge of
falling asleep. Unfortunately for them, when the doors opened on their
floor, there were a few girls in the hallway. Apparently security didn't
think girls would try coming in from the hallway windows. They put on their
smiling faces temporarily, signed a few autographs, and sent the girls on
their way.

	Finally making it to their rooms, Joey used the keys to get into his and
Lance's room. JC and Chris were sharing a room. Justin got the honor of
getting his own room, since his snoring tended to make the walls vibrate.
They all said their "Laters and Night's" and all quickly closed their doors.
They all were too exhausted to go out and party tonight, so everybody just
showered and hit the hay. After Joey got out of the shower, Lance quickly
went in the bathroom and closed the door.

	Joey was exhausted so after he slipped on his patented Superman boxers, he
went to the bathroom door and yelled to Lance "Hey Scoop, I'm hitting the
hay, see ya in the morning, aight?"

	"Sure thing Joey, see ya in the morning," Lance replied in a mostly
monotone voice.

	Joey, once again cursing his tiredness, decided not to start one of those
conversations. He was too tired for it anyways. He closed the bathroom door,
fell down on top of his bed and quickly fell asleep.

Meanwhile in JC and Chris' Room

As soon as the door was closed, JC was about to call the shower, but Chris
yelled "Shotgun on the shower!" almost as soon as the thought occurred to
him.

"Damn you!" JC yelled, playfully punching Chris in the arm.

"Ouch, oooo, that hurt!" Chris said mocking a mortal injury, and then
smiling jumped into the bathroom.

"As long as you don't use all the hot water!" JC yelled back. Chris couldn't
hear him because he had already started showering. JC decided he would work
on some more lyrics. He went over to his laptop and started typing away.

Meanwhile in Justin's Room

	Almost as soon as Justin closed the door, the phone rang. Justin almost
jumped out of his skin. He fell down on his bed and picked up the receiver:

"Hello..."Justin answered.

"Hey Sweetie!" the voice answered.

"What? Who is this?" Justin asked, knowing exactly who it was.

"JUSTIN!" the voice screamed, almost hysterical.

"Chill Brit, I knew it was you!" Justin replied.

"I was fixin' to open a can of whoopass on ya," Brit stated sarcastically.
They both laughed at this. Then Brit continued, "Soooo...whats up?"

"Ummmm...besides my boner?" Justin replied.

"Again?" Brit asked.

"Well, what did you expect from a horn dog such as myself?" he replied
almost casually.

"Actually, I was kinda lookin' forward to it," Brit said in a teasing
manner. "Did you want some help with it?"

"As if you had to ask," Justin stated. "So do you wanna start?"

"No," Brit replied, "Why don't you start by opening the door?"

"Huh?!" Justin exclaimed. "What are you talking about?"

"Just open the door Justin," Brit said. Then she hung up. Justin, very
confused at this point in time, walked over to the door and opened it. There
was Brit standing right there in the hallway. "Whoa! Talk about a surprise,
I thought you were in L.A. for some publicity thing?" he asked.

"Well, I missed you, so I wrapped it up early," Brit replied, with a
mischievous grin spreading across her face. She wrapped her arms around
Justin's neck, pulling him in for a kiss. Not no ordinary kiss, mind you,
this was an official tongue battle. Justin grabbed her hips and pulled her
into the room shutting the door in the process. Almost as soon as Justin was
getting into it, Brit pulled away and exclaimed "You stink!"

"Since when did you start complaining about my tongue skills?" Justin asked,
in shock.

"Not that doofus, I'm talking B.O., you haven't showered yet?" Brit looked
at him almost critically.

"Well, no, just got back a few minutes ago," Justin said, almost hurtfully.

"I insist that you shower immediately," Brit ordered, walking away and
pulling off her jacket.

"Okay, fine, I'm getting in now," Justin said, walking toward the bathroom.

"Sweetheart?" Brit asked.

"Yeah?"

"Hurry back...I'll be waiting for you." Brit said. Winking at him as she sat
down on the bed. Justin immediately ran into the bathroom and started
showering.

Back in Joey and Lance's Room

Joey was sleeping peacefully on top of his bed, in his superman boxers.
Lance noticed this when he got out of the shower. He smiled momentarily,
walked over to his side of the room and grabbed a pair of plaid boxers out
of his suitcase. After doing this he walked out onto the balcony of the room
and started thinking to himself.

<What the hell am I doing? Where the hell am I going? These past few weeks
have been great...or at least that's what I keep telling myself. I'm lying
to myself, I know that now. I want to tell the guys...I don't know why, but
I'm questioning it. Why oh why did I have to be like this? Why did I have to
be attracted to guys?! The guys will be so disappointed in me, they'll
probably make me leave the group...it isn't fair.>

Lance started crying at that moment. Tears fell down his face as he started
hating himself for this feeling he was experiencing. This...this...lust for
guys. He was sniffling quietly when Joey woke up.

For some reason Joey couldn't sleep, he was immediately glad he did wake up.
He glanced over to the other bed and saw that Lance wasn't asleep yet. He
scanned the room and saw him at the balcony.

[What is Lance up to? What? Is he....crying? Oh man, I guess I need to go
talk to him]

Joey slowly got out of bed and walked over to the balcony behind Lance.

"Hey Scoop....are you okay?"

Lance jumped, scared momentarily, he turned and saw the look in Joey's eyes.
The look of caring and trusting. He was genuinely worried about him. Lance
thought about it a moment, and started bawling like a newborn baby.

"Oh, Joey...I don't know anymore."

Joey walked over to Lance, wrapped him up in a big bear hug and started
comforting him. "Its okay Scoop, come back in here where its warm and we can
talk, okay?"

"Okay..."Lance said as he sniffed up his tears.

They both walked back into the room and sat down on Lance's bed. Joey still
had his arm around Lance and for some reason, he felt it necessary to keep
it there. Lance felt safe inside Joey's arms. He finally stopped sniffling
and Joey asked, "So where do you want to start?"

"I'm not sure where to even begin..." Lance stated doubtfully.

"Well, its obviously been bothering you a lot lately, I've noticed that much
for sure." Joey said.

"Yeah...well...it has. Its more like...I really don't know how else to say
it..."Lance said.

"Well, why don't you just say it like it is?" Joey asked, a little
irritated.

"Okay...well...Joey..."Lance started, then stopped, took a deep breath and
continued, "I'm gay." He finished his statement and continued to stare at
the floor.

Joey, a little shocked by the statement removed his arm from Lance's
shoulder, unknowingly causing another crying fit.

"I knew it, I knew you would be mad at me." Lance started frantically, once
again bursting into tears. He got up and started walking toward the door.
Joey immediately got up and grabbed a hold of him. "Wait just a damn second.
You thought I'd be mad at you? Shocked a little, maybe, but why should I be
mad at you?" Joey confronted him. Lance startled by Joey's statement, looked
lost, his eyes showed that he felt lost. Joey saw this in him and
immediately embraced him in another bear hug. Lance once again felt safe.

"Thank you Joey..."Lance said, tearing up again, this time not from sadness,
but from happiness. "No problem Scoop." Joey said.

End Of Chapter One

So...what did ya'll think? Remember, this is a first attempt on my behalf, I
hope ya'll enjoyed it. (If you can't tell by now, I'm going to be using the
word ya'll a lot.) =0) Let me know whether or not I should continue this
story line, I know it was kind of short, I promise the next one will be
longer (If ya'll want me to continue) I LOVE EMAIL!!!!

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