Date: 30 Mar 2001 21:13:36 -0500
From: firebreather <firebreather@chickmail.com>
Subject: Reveal, final chapter (ch.3) and side note.

*author's note...*

As far as I know, I don't know if any member, much less Lance or JC, of
*nsync is gay or bisexual, so all I'm gonna say is that it's fiction. It's
fake, dude. :)

If they were, then, I'm happy for them. But for right now, they're straight
as arrows, I don't know them/met them/had their children (let's leave Joey
out of this one...)/married to them/related to them(as far as I know, I'm
not adopted and my actual last name isn't Kirkpatrick...).

That should cover 3/4 of it. The other 1/4: email me with
feedback. FireBreather@chickmail.com. :)

Thanks for reading, Marie.

P.S. to Ralza(you know who you are, *grins*), you got a wish come true...as
in a companion to "Reveal" coming soon, featuring that lovable Italian,
Joey. (btw, I don't know if he's gay or anything, either.)

*Breathes* OK. The final part of "Reveal" is here. thoughts are marked with
an asterisk, or * between the comments, and whoever is thinking the thought
is mentioned.

*End of author's note...*


*last time we left Lance and JC, they were in the elevator, with JC kissing
Lance, hands everywhere...*

*JC*

*God...gotta get this shirt off of him...have to touch him, have to taste
HIM... finally got his shirt off...so nervous.*

"I suppose you think that it's hot in here, Josh?" Lance smirked.

"yeah, I do, actually..." After he said that, JC's shirt was off him, and
on the elevator floor. In a record time, JC's jeans and boxers, as well as
the rest of Lance's clothes join the shirts on the floor.

*By God, he's been working out. His skin is so soft, he's a hell of a
kisser...Oh, God... *

"Oh, God, Lance...."JC trailed off, as he felt Lance's hand slide down from
JC's neck to his thigh.

Lance smiled as JC moaned at the touch of his friend's hand.

*Lance*

*Oh God, please tell me that I'm awake. Tell me that I'm not dreaming. God,
he feels so good. This feels so right... Please, I hope this isn't a
dream. His skin feels like fire, but I don't wanna let go... *

"Josh, you really don't know how much I wanted this...wanting you...for so
long..." Lance quickly said, whispering softly in JC's ear, causing JC to
shiver slightly.

"Yeah, I do. I've wanted you for so long, that's why I asked you to bring
me back here... Unfortunately, it didn't work as well as I thought...", JC
whispered back.

"Trust me, it worked...now shut up and kiss me Josh...", Lance growled
softly.

*Narrator*

*Now, I won't get into intricate details, but let's just say that Lance and
JC will not look at an elevator in the same light ever again, or for that
fact, each other....*

*...Six months later...*

"Hey, Josh? We're choosing room assignments....who'd you wanna bunk with
for the next week?" Chris yelled loudly, a little too loudly for the four
crammed in the tour bus.

JC smiled, remembering what happened in the elevator with Lance six months
ago. None of the guys really knew what happened, but they've noticed how
close JC and Lance are lately.

"I'll room with Lance, if he doesn't have one yet..."

"I do now, Josh!" came the reply from the back of the bus.


In the back of the bus, far away from the rest, Lance smiled, remembering
what happened the last time he and JC were alone, when they revealed their
secrets to each other.