Date: Tue, 08 Aug 2000 18:51:03 GMT
From: J M <catsfan1@hotmail.com>
Subject: Angel's Wings

Angel's Wings (Part 3)
Written by JM

--- Da da da da da... what to write, what to write?  Hmmm, it's about
celebrities... yeah, that sounds good.  Two very moral celebrities too...
ooh yeah, that makes it better.  Let's see, what else... oh yeah, these two
male celebrities are together, but that has nothing to do with their actual
personal lives.  Ha ha, oh yeah, forgot this one... it's fiction ALL THE
WAY!  Is that it?  I think so... wait, no... please be 18 or older or have
your parents permission.  Parental Guidance is suggested.  Need some
popcorn?  Maybe a soda?  Got to have the Twizzlers... remember, 'Silence Is
Golden'!  Okay, let's move on to to the previews... ---

--- Rated PG-13: Hey, I'm back!  That's right and I thought I could stay
away.  No, I prayed I could stay away, but this is in my blood.  I've just
got to write.  Anyway, I'm glad to be back with another exciting verse in
the song of Brian and Justin's lives.  Please remember that these stories
are based on the romance created for Brian and Justin through 'Brian and
Justin' and 'Just Beginning'.  This is not called 'JC and Nick' or 'Lance's
Beginnings,' so please respect the fact that they will not get all the
attention in the world.  If you don't know by now, send all comments to:
catsfan1@hotmail.com  Thank you very much!  Enjoy the show... ---

		-Feature Presentation: Angel's Wings, Rated R-

		Sweat seeped from Nick Carter's brow.  His short-cut, blonde-brown hair
was mashed against his head.  His hands gripped onto the satin sheets of a
hotel bed.  His eyes stayed closed, tight.  His mouth was parted and wide
open as unrecognizable words spilled from his gut.  His toes curled while
his feet moved around on the bed he laid on.  His back was arched upward,
pressing his head into pillows and keeping his ass cemented into the
matress.  He was being wrapped in a tight blanket of incredible, sensual
emotions as his fiance's lips touched him in delicate ways.
		J.C. Chasez laid between Nick's legs, his mouth encircling Nick's erect
penis while his hands toyed with the insides of Nick's thighs.  J.C.'s thick
lips lowered themselves to the mid-section of Nick's shaft while his tongue
tickled the head of Nick's cock.  J.C.'s sweaty palms ran the length of
Nick's semi-hair inner thighs, occassionally reaching up to run through
Nick's brown patch of pubic hairs and then groping Nick's large balls.  J.C.
slithered one of his hands up, his fingers trailing over Nick's belly
button, rubbing the soft skin of Nick's stomach.  He left his hand there to
feel Nick's heavy breathing.  'He can't be close already.' J.C. thought as
he slurped on Nick's penis.  His mouth pulled back so that he could lick the
head of Nick's penis with delication.
		Nick's eyes ripped open as he grunted hard.  He looked down at his fiance
licking the swollen head of his manhood.  He smiled through long, drawn-out
moans.  He pulled the sheets tighter in his hands.  "Oh baby, don't stop...
mmm, lick right there... ah!  Yeah!  Uhhh, yeah Josh, oh hell yeah..." Nick
groaned, lifting his legs from the bed.  He rocked his hips upward, pleading
with J.C. to take him back into his mouth.  J.C. prolonged the event.  He
loved tasting the syrupy head of Nick's penis.  He flicked his tongue over
the slit of Nick's cock, taking in a drop of Nick's pre-cum.  This made Nick
shout out loudly, running his foot along the length of J.C.'s sweaty back.
The heel of Nick's foot ran over the back of J.C.'s thigh, touching it in a
gentle way.  "Heh heh... uh, God yeah..." Nick moaned, slipping his hands
onto J.C.'s hair.  His fingers brushed through J.C.'s thick brown hair.  He
pleaded with his hands, trying to force J.C. to swallow his penis again.
		J.C. finally gave in to Nick's wishes as he drew the swollen dick back
into his mouth, running his tongue on the otherside of Nick's dick while the
roof of his mouth rubbed the sensitive upperside.  Another few drops of
sweat cracked from Nick's forehead as he shut his eyes again.  He felt his
balls drawing closer to his body.  "Mmmm... oh Joshua, yeah, uh, uh..." Nick
roared, keeping his fingers strung through J.C.'s hair.  J.C. kept his head
moving up and down in a rapid pace, hoping to pull the semen from deep
inside of Nick.  His left hand gropped Nick's tight balls while his right
hand rolled up Nick's chest to his nipples.  He pinched each, striking them
to their erect form.  Nick's chest heaved up and down in a quickened state.
"Don't leave that spot... uh, ah, ah, yeah!  Oh, yeah!  Like a Tootsie pop
babe, lick it!" Nick growled, pressing his hands down tight on J.C. as he
again concentrated on the susceptible head.  J.C. could feel his throat
being bathed with pre-cum as he sucked harder.  "A little harder!" Nick
demanded, petting J.C.'s hair while puffing out deep exhales.  J.C. obliged
pleasantly, pressing his tongue firmly on Nick's slit.  His fingers traced
through the shaggy brown pubic hairs.  He gripped them loosely when feeling
the head of Nick's penis probing his throat.  'Shit, he's there.' he thought
as he tried not to gag on Nick's dick.
		"Oh Josh, holy shit!  Uh, uhhh, heh heh, uhhh!" Nick wailed out as his
penis ejaculated into J.C.'s throat, releasing thick ropes of cum.  J.C.
attempted to swallow all of Nick's build-up, but the pressure was becoming
too great for his throat.  He blinked his blue eyes open to watch as Nick's
cock throbbed heavily while still shooting small spurts of semen.  J.C. took
several large swallows, taking Nick's seed into his throat.  He slide off
briskly when feeling Nick's cock slowly becoming flaccid.  Nick's hands had
been pulled from his head minutes before, making it easier for J.C. to sit
up on the bed of his hotel room.  He sniffled quietly and watched as Nick's
eyes fluttered open, his chest still rising and falling fleetly.  He dug his
fingers through his hair and panted loosely.  "Oh fuck, that was great
babe." Nick chimed, sitting up on the bed to admire his naked fiance.  He
placed his hands on J.C.'s chest, feeling the small tuft of brown hairs in
the cleft of J.C.'s pecs.  J.C. nodded with a meek smile.  He licked his
lips to wipe away all the semen that he had ingested.  He soon felt Nick's
large hand petting his bottom lip, smearing in a small drop of his seed.
		J.C. felt Nick's eyes running down his athletic form until they rested on
his still erect dick.  "Somebody's happy Mikey is still looking to spill its
milk." Nick cooed, running a hand over J.C.'s thick, red cock.  J.C. blushed
heavily, looking down at Nick's hand as it pet J.C.'s genitalia.  Nick
licked his lips when looking at the rosey head.  "Did you plan on taking
care of this tonight?" Nick asked, curious as to why his fiance had not
masturbated while giving him oral sex.  J.C. shrugged with docile eyes.  He
took in his lower lip with a quiet expression.  "I figured it'd go away or
I'd just jack off later." J.C. responded, taking the less-aggressive role.
He scratched his bristles of hair that surrounded his chin.  Nick's brow
raised with disbelief.  He brushed the mushroom head of J.C.'s penis.
"Well, uh, you didn't want me to do anything about it?" Nick questioned,
concerned for J.C.'s own need for satisfaction.  J.C. gave him a short
answer by shaking his head.  He swallowed moans he desired to release as
Nick stroked him.  "I, ah, figured you might, ah, be too tired to help me
out." J.C. panted as Nick became a little more aggressive with his groping.
He felt Nick's hand slither upward, running oevr his large patch of brown
hairs and then to his round balls.  The pressure consuming him was becoming
too great, causing his eyes to blink opened and closed.  "Yeah, I guess I am
kind of exhausted, but not too drained as to keep you happy." Nick smiled.
He licked his lips seductively while raising his other hand to stroke the
slit of J.C.'s cock.
		J.C. puffed heavily.  He wrinkled his brow and threw his head back,
finally expressing a moan of rapture.  The sweat that was once on J.C.
remained, smaller drops breaking free from J.C.'s pores.  He took in a deep
breath as Nick jacked him off slower and slower.  "Mmph, come on Nickie,
please." J.C. pleaded, pulling his head back down so that his chin met the
top of J.C.'s chest.  He waited for Nick to increase his hand movements.
His right hand lifted from his side to play with his hard nipples, stroking
them and pinching them.  He curled his upper lip as the pressure encased
him.  Nick felt a develish grin strike his face.  "Do you want me to play
with it Josh?  Do you want me to make you cum?" Nick asked exotically,
twirling the head of J.C.'s cock with his finger.  He scooped up a drop of
precum that leaked from J.C.'s throbbing penis.  He carried the clear liquid
to his lips, opening his eager mouth and extending his tongue to lap up the
fluid.  He savored the taste of J.C.'s salty seed.  "Mmmm, tastes so sweet
hon'." Nick said with a lingering tease.  J.C.'s breath increased, his want
to be touched growing more desperate.  He bit down on his lower lip as the
frustration intensified.  "Nick, stop playing games... please!" J.C.
snarled, reaching his hands outward.  He gripped the heaboard of his bed as
his body took its own motions, his hips slowly grinding his penis into
Nick's hand.  Nick was dumbfounded by J.C.'s take charge behavior.  He
allowed his fiance free-reign in the bed, keeping his hand movements steady
to match J.C.'s thrusts.
		Nick looked up to read J.C.'s facial expressions.  He saw desperation in
J.C.'s chiseled face, his eyes tightly shut, his lips well parted, his brow
wrinkled, and his sweat falling more freely.  He felt J.C. press downward to
bring out more friction between their flesh.  "Oh, ugh, oh God!  Uh, uh, ah,
ah..." J.C. panted, snapping his head back as he moved quicker and quicker.
He felt the bed beginning to shake under him as he gripped the headboard.
His fingers did their best to dig into the wood of the headboard while his
lower body was being bathed in sweat caused by the heat between Nick and his
body.  "Fuck!  Oh damn..." J.C. roared, his jaw dropping while his dick grew
in size.  He squeezed his muscles tightly as he gasped for air.  Nick could
feel his hand becoming very slick with pre-cum, signifying an obvious event.
  'Damn, he must have been a horny little bastard.' Nick thought to himself
as he allowed J.C. to lower his body onto his.
		"Oh shit baby, uhhh, oh shit, here it cums baby... ooh, yeah!" J.C.
hissed, his nut finally exploding from his cock and volleying onto Nick's
lips, his chin, his neck, and his heaving chest.  J.C. squeezed his anal
muscles tightly as he expounded onto his fiance.  His breath was more than
ragged, it was torn and fragmented.  It wasn't steady for him as he finally
gave out his release.  "Mmm, mmm, mmmm..." J.C. hummed as his final spurts
of semen leaked from the tip of his dick.  His body relaxed and soon fell to
a very calm state, sliding off of Nick and rolling to the side.  He
collapsed in the position he had fallen in.
		Nick looked up to the ceiling with large eyes.  'He's never done that
before.  In fact, he's never cum that much.  He must not jack off?' Nick
began to ponder as his tongue snaked out of his mouth and began to lap up
his lover's cum.  He grazed his hand over his blonde hair while tasting J.C.
again.  "Nickie, are you sleepy?" he heard J.C.'s shallow voice question
him.  He didn't bother glancing over at J.C., knowing all he could view was
J.C.'s back.  Nick drew up the remaining covers from beside him and began to
cloak the two in them.  He used his portion of the cover to wipe off the
remaining puddles of cum.  "Yeah peache pie, I'm completely wasted." Nick
responded, rolling in the opposite direction of J.C.  He flicked off the
light and found a pillow lying on the floor.  "We should get some sleep so I
don't miss my plane tomorrow." Nick suggested while yanking the pillow up
and throwing it on the bed.  He rolled around briefly to get comfortable on
the sex-abused bed.
		J.C. sniffled quietly, the cover barely covering his wearry body.  He felt
his eyes becoming heavier and heavier with each passing second.  He coughed
hoarsely and licked his plump lips.  "Hold me Nickie." J.C. finally
requested, the cool breeze of the air condition tapping his uncovered body.
He received no response from his fiance.  His eyebrow perked up with
suspicion.  "Nickie, please hold me." J.C. petitioned again.  Still there
was no answer.  J.C.'s mind began to deduce hidden information.  It was not
the air condition that he could hear humming away.  It was his lover.  Nick
was sleep, lightly snoring, facing away from J.C.  J.C. sniffled again and
shut his eyes, holding in faint tears that began to torment him.
		Five days had slipped by since Nick had come to visit his fiance on
*NSYNC's Another Step North American Tour.  The date was now July the third
and time was ticking on.  Only minute-long conversations had occured between
the two since that night as Nick had scurried across the United States with
his fellow bandmaters, the Backstreet Boys, to complete recording on their
highly anticipated third album.  J.C. was disappointed his the lack of time
he and Nick spent together.  It made it harder for J.C. to speak the words
he needed to when it came to the subject of marriage.
		J.C. walked into a large room that was filled with plates of fruit, chips,
water, clothing, some make-up, and a single lap top.  It was aagin the
evening and drawing nearer and nearer to the start of one of *NSYNC's many
shows in California.
		J.C. entered *NSYNC's dressing room with a lowered head, searching the
room for any other occupants.  He spotted no security, no personnel, and no
family members lounging around in the room.  The dressing room held two sole
people, Justin and Angel Littrell.  Justin was laid across one of the empty,
plush couches while his son, Angel, played with his toys in a playpen near
the couch.  J.C. took light steps, keeping his eyes focused on the content
son of Justin and Brian.  He  adjusted his sleeve-less shirt while walking,
hoping not to draw attention from Justin.  He felt Angel's eyes looking into
his and watched as Angel's lips parted.  He cursed himself and stopped his
movement.  "Dada, uh!  Oh Daddy!" Angel cooed, smiling brightly when seeing
J.C.  J.C. eyed Angel as he lifted his small hand to point towards him.  'Oh
well, there goes that plan.' J.C. thought, lifting his chin a little to
offer Angel a small smile.
		J.C. could see movement occuring on the couch, signifying Justin's
shifting of position.  He kept the nervous smirk on his lips as Justin
turned to face him.  He admired the orange bandanna that sat on Justin's
head, the ash-blue FuManSKeeto shirt he wore and the baggy jeans he sported.
  He tried to smile a littlw dier for Justin to bring life into his dazzling
blue eyes.  He was relieved to get the same expression in return.  "Hey
Josh, you okay?" Justin asked, viewing the unpleasent appearance J.C. gave
off.  J.C. gave him a shrug, staying remotely quiet.  This brought about a
perculiar look on Justin's face.  He eased back onto the arm of the couch
and pulled his legs up on the couch.  "Well come here and talk to me.  It's
about time you let me be the man in this friendship." Justin jested, patting
to a spot next to him on the couch.
		J.C. reluctantly skidded over to the couch that Justin occupied.  He eased
past some of the wardrobe laid out for himself and his counterparts and
plopped down next to Justin.  He sat in a corner of the couch, keeping his
distance from his best friend.  He feared being too close to Justin, even
though J.C. was aware that Justin had not treated him any different since
their encounter in the hospital.  He felt alleviated knowing Justin did not
let the incident pull them apart or crush the relationship they had already
established.  "What's troublin' ya Josh?" justin asked, letting his chin
rest on his pulled up knees.  J.C. brightened a little when being close to
Justin.  He sighed with a hint of misery floating in his breath.  "How did
you ever decide, at eighteen, that you and Brian were ready for marriage?"
J.C. inquired, turning his light blue eyes on his friend.  Justin took in
his lower lip.  He lowered his brow and rocked on his cushion.  He felt a
shrug pull on his shoulders.  "I'm not quite sure how we knew, we just knew.
  I mean, I knew.  I was nervous, a little scared, but I knew." Justin
replied, tilting his head to the side.  J.C. nodded, trying to grasp onto
how Justin felt.  He glared at Angel as he toyed with a plush Winnie the
Pooh doll.  "A year has past and I still can't believe that you and him just
knew it was right." J.C. said softly, easing a hand onto the back of his
head.  He slouched on the couch with no hestiation.  Justin slipped his
bottom lip back into his mouth, a little disappointed and puzzled by J.C.'s
statement.  "Come on Josh, I was head over heels for that man and still am.
It's hard to fight a feeling like that and I didn't bother to try.  Marriage
only made things official for ya'll, but Brian and me knew long ago what we
wanted." Justin explained himself, placing his back fully on the arm of the
couch.  J.C. brought his eyes up again.  "And what was that?" J.C. asked,
staring directly at Justin.  "To be with each other forever." Justin said
with a bright smile, one of a child who had just one their first spelling
bee.  J.C. laughed lowly at Justin.
		"Daddy!  Baba!" Angel called, grabbing the sides of the playpen.  He
pressed against the mesh around the playpen before grabbing the top bars for
support and standing to his feet.  J.C. watched in amazement.  He could not
get over how much Angel had changed since his arrival in the Littrell home.
He had grown from a five-month old baby to a few days short of a year-old
child.  J.C. now observed as Angel stood in his playpen, another feat that
left J.C. in awe.
		Justin scratched his curly head through his banadana, lowering his feet
from the couch.  He leaned over to the side, reaching for a bag near the
couch.  J.C. observed him with sharp eyes.  He spied Justin's ass lifting
just off the couch as he reached into Angel's baby bag.  He bit his lower
lip as he strained not to look at the imprint of the muscles in Justin's
butt through his jeans.  'No, you can't and you know it.' J.C. told himself,
turning his head away from Angel and Justin.  He placed his hands into his
lap and kept his head turned as he listened to Justin hum a tune.
		Justin sat up straight again, handing a bottle filled with milk to Angel's
outstretched hands.  He made sure Angel ahd a tight grasp on the bottle
before releasing it, allowing Angel to feed himself.  Justin smiled when
seeing Angel take the nipple of the bottle into his mouth, slowly sipping
down the milk.  He turned his head back in J.C.'s direction to finish their
previous conversation.  He raised his brow when seeing J.C.'s new position,
a closed off one.  "So J.C., what's with the questions about marriage?  Your
wedding isn't four like five more months, right?" Justin asked, curious in
his own right.  J.C. fanned away his sulky appearance and glanced at Justin.
  "I guess." J.C. said with a small shrug.  "You guess?  Come on now, if I
was getting married to the man I love, I'd be proud to say it was only five
months away." Justin boasted, pulling one leg back up on the couch.  He sat
on his foot and leaned in J.C.'s vacinity.  J.C. nodded, agreeing with
Justin and revealing another facet to his situation.  He began to nip at his
fingernail, leaning fully into the couch.
		"You're not ready to get married, are you?" Justin asked with a whisper as
if it was a sin to speak on the matter.  He didn't have to wait for a vocal
response, it was in J.C.'s eyes.  The glassy lining of small, unimportant
tears showed the answer to Justin's inquiry.  J.C.'s body became stiff and
his head dropped.  He began to sulk again.  "This doesn't have to do with
our kiss, does it Josh?  Because if it does, it shouldn't.  I love Brian,
God, I love him.  And I don't want you having second doubts because we both
felt vulnerable and shared something we shouldn't have." Justin stated with
a lowered voice, commuting closer to J.C.  J.C. felt his own body tilting
toward Justin, hoping he would catch him in some literal form.  "Even though
it meant a lot to me, the kiss didn't have anything to do with what I have
been feeling for awhile now.  I think I'm really over my head with this
whole wedding thing and just getting married period.  I love Nick, but I
can't decide whether or not he's the one that I should make a life-long
commitment to." J.C. replied with a small whimper.  He sniffled as Justin
took him into his strong arms.  He felt Justin cradling his head against his
chest, petting his soft brown hair in the process.  J.C. pulled his own legs
up on the couch and lowered his head until it was resting in Justin's lap.
		Justin permitted J.C. to rest his head in his lap.  He drew his fingers
through J.C.'s soft hair, hoping to calm him.  The glimmer of the light
above hit the gold material wrapped around Justin's left ring finger.  He
frowned a little when viewing the band around his finger.  'I can never
betray him.' Justin told himself, holding his hand in J.C.'s hair.  "You're
right to have doubts Josh.  Everyone told me marriage is not something to
walk into lightly and I didn't.  I know A.J. didn't either.  So if you truly
have doubts, like you should, then tell Nick and slow things down before
they get too far." Justin advised, caressing J.C.'s cheek as he spoke.  J.C.
moved his head in a nodding motion, hampered by the way Justin touched him.
Justin leaned his head lower in J.C.'s direction.  He glanced from the
corner of his eye to see if Angel eyed him.  Angel seemed to be too caught
up in his playing to even notice his father touching another man.  Justin
held his head just above J.C.'s, his breath sliding over J.C.'s face.  "But
please don't let what happened between me and you decide how far you will go
with Nick.  We're not Brian and Nick and we can get past this without
destroying each other's futures." Justin pleaded, his lips dangling
dangerously close to J.C.'s face.  J.C. was tempted to lean upward and snag
a kiss from his friend, but he controlled himself.  He didn't want to do it
in front of Justin's son.  It would have been sinful for him.
		The sound of a click, a gush of wind, and then small laughter cause Justin
to look up again, still granting J.C. the space on his lap.  He found the
faces of Lance, Chris, Joey, Lonnie, Trish, and Marc entering the dressing
room.  "What's up Curly?" he heard Chris call out as he skipped into the
room, heading straight for the lap top.  Justin nodded in his direction,
nibbling on his lower lip.  He studied Lance's face as he crossed by the
two, never glancing at them.  "Hey Lance," he muttered with a whisper.
Lance took a peek at Justin through the corners of his eyes and smiled.  His
eyes moved lower when seeing Justin's position on the couch and he froze in
his walking.  "Hey J.C., didn't see ya down there." Joey commented, patting
J.C.'s knee as he walked past the couch.  Lance swallowed hard when viewing
J.C. and Justin.  They were a little too close for his heart to bare at the
second.  "J.C., get your lazy ass up.  Justin shouldn't be babying you, you
should be babying him." Chris bellowed, taking a seat on a chair near the
couch J.C. and Justin monopolized.  J.C. sucked on his lower lip, lifting
his head up from Justin's lap.  "Yeah J.C., Justin isn't that grown.  Just
because he's a father and about to have his one-year wedding anniversary
doesn't mean he's holding rank around here." Joey protested, tossing his
hand over Justin's bandanna-covered head.  Justin smirked at the notion.
		Lance's pale green eyes stared at J.C. as he sat up on the couch, leaning
on Justin when he found a comfortable position.  "Careful Justin, that's how
he always starts." Lance said, trying to sound sarcastic, but deep inside he
was serious.  Justin fondled J.C.'s hair with a small grin.  "Get real
Lansten." he chuckled halfheartedely.  J.C.'s face pulled into a tight frown
as he looked on Lance.  Lance forced his hands into his pockets to prevent
himself from folding them and showing J.C. his true disapproving expression.
  "Always a flirt, but never a jerk, eh Josh?" Lance commented, climbing
over a few stacks of clothes to get to the mirror.  J.C. sulked in his seat,
leaning his head on Justin's shoulder.  "He's probably just stressed out
about getting married, hon'.  I remember how Justin was a year ago before he
got married." Trish remarked, pulling out bags of make-up and hair gear.
Justin's lips presented her with a more cocky smirk.  "Was not." he argued,
pulling his other leg up on the couch.  Trish laughed at Justin through the
mirror.  "You were too boy, don't even play." Chris debated in a less
friendly way.  "Justin, you were on pins and needles for a good month
straight." Joey agreed, shagging his hair out with his hands.  Justin pursed
his lips with minor disbelief.  He laid his hands in his lap, staring down
at Angel for a brief second.  "Well, if I was that bad, Bri' was ten times
worse." Justin finally came to a resolution that brought out a laughter from
most of the occupants of the room.
		"Chris is one to talk, he'll be the same way soon enough." Lance noted,
picking Angel up from his playpen and carrying the child with him as he
walked.  Chris rolled his eyes while clicking through his e-mail on the lap
top.  He felt Lance breeze by him, heading straight for a corner of the
room.  "As long as you and Bryce are there, I'm sure my strength will be
up." Chris said sarcastically, winking at Lance as he took a seat in the
last chair.  Lance puckered his lips for Chris and made a kissing noise, all
in humor.  "Of course we'll be there Christopher." Lance said, mocking Chris
in his favorite way.  Chris slammed his head against his leg, anegred by
Lance's use of his first name.  "Gosh, it just seems like all of you are
getting married.  You'll have the Backstreet Boys beat soon." Trish
asserted, setting up her make-up station.  "Probably.  With Chris and
Meelah, J.C. and Nick, Brian and Justin... oh yeah, we've got them by one."
Joey snickered, looking at the bags under his eyes in the mirror.  Trish
smiled proudly.  "Well not unless Kevin and Nikki get married.  Then we'll
be tied." Lance brought up a shaky fact.  J.C.'s eyes automatically shifted
to Lance, his face grimacing.  "I doubt that'll happen." J.C. insisted,
lifting his head from Justin's shoulder.  Lance adjusted the collar of
Angel's powdery blue shirt without looking up at his ex-boyfriend.  He
cleared his throat quietly.  "You can never tell J.C.  Nikki and Kevin could
pick things right back up any day now." Lance argued in a kind way.  J.C.
gripped the tail of his shirt, holding in his frustration.  "Peaches
wouldn't do that." J.C. again disagreed, but in a firmer way.  Lance cocked
his eyebrow up with skepticism ruling his brow.  He held Angel up so that he
stood in his lap, fixing his baggy jeans.  "What can you do to stop her?"
Lance asked a daring question that brought the room to an unexpected
silence.  Eyes did not dare fall on the quarreling ex-lovers.  It was a
typical thing for the two, but never in such a personal way.
		"Justin started this stupid trend." Chris chuckled, accessing other files
on the lap top.  He tried to break the tension in the room.  "Justin always
starts stupid trends." Joey agreed, seeing Chris' tatic.  Justin groaned in
a loving way, pulling his bandanna back so that the front portion of his
strawberry blonde curls peeked out.  "Forgive me for wanting to get some
butt from the same dude every night instead of doing it out of wedlock."
Justin retorted with a proper ending.  "You're forgiven." Chris said, waving
his hand around.  Justin fell into laughter, easing up on the couch.  He
felt the need to stand, stretch.  "Wait, wait, wait, he's not forgiven.  He
kills all hope for guys like me." Joey protested with humor.  Justin
frowned.  He stood from the couch, reaching his hands upward so his body
could stretch.  "You'll get over it." Justin yawned out, pulling his
bandanna back down toward his face.  He stepped past the couch and Chris'
chair, prancing over to Lance to admire his son.  He shuffled his fingers
through Angel's hair as he watched his son reach for him.  "Yeah, the next
thing you know Chris'll be having a kid too." Joey scoffed, throwing his
hands around for emphasis.  A silence followed Joey's statement.  No
snickers could be released at that instance, but Joey could feel them
coming.  "Oops!  I forgot." he finally blushed as the laughter broke out,
bringing much attention to the *NSYNC dressing room.
		The sounds of the youthful Sammie filled the arena as he did a quick
version of his hit 'I Like It' for the awaiting *NSYNC crowd.  Faint screams
were heard around the arena by bubbly fans that knew the adolescent
performer.  Backstage was another set of fans in the form of more mature
performers.  "He's pretty good." Veronica Finn commented as she looked in on
the young singer.  Mandy nodded as she applied lip gloss onto her lips
through a mirror on the wall.  They both had barely enough time to view the
performances that were put on by Sammie, Boyz N Girlz United, SK8 and Don
Philip.  Preparing for their own show kept the girls busy.
		"And he'll be done soon and I don't think I'm ready to go out there."
Jenny gushed, trying to fix her hair in the twisted braids she usually wore
on the top of her head.  "Oh come on Jenny, we've opened like ten shows for
the guys now.  It's no biggie.  We only got booed at like... two of them."
Mandy insisted with her dignified Southern accent.  Veronica giggled softly,
making sure her outfit had no mistakes to it.  "It was only one show Mandy
and you know how Texas girls get when they want to see their men." Danay
corrected her friend while walking around the backstage area.  Mandy rolled
her eyes promptly, lifting her hair up so that it rested in a tight
ponytail.  "They must not understand that I've got a man and sure don't want
Lance to be with me." Mandy chimed in a joking way, bobbing ehr head around
like a little girl.
		"Ouch, that hurts Mandy." Lance's voice resound through the area that
Innosense occupied.  Mandy's head briskly jerked in the direction of the
approaching voice, spying Lynn Harliss, Justin Littrell, and Lance Bas
approaching them.  She puckered her lips towards Lance and then giggled
wholeheartedly.  "Oh hush Lance, you've got a man too." Mandy snickered,
fixing her baby-tee while speaking.  Lance smiled amicably, pushing an arm
around Mandy's shoulders and glancing around the area.  "Hey guys, we need
to keep a focus because we're going to be on after Sammie's set." Nikki
announced as she and a make-up artist fixed the faux diamond tattoo around
her belly.  Mandy quickly sucked air through her teeth with a hint of
disrespect.  Danay cleared her throat amptly, trying to stop Mandy's
rudeness.  "She's right ladies.  You need to be focused and ready so that
the crowd loves you." Lynn concurred with Nikki.  Nikki smirked proudly,
flipping her hair back as the last stone was put in place.  "Yeah, you need
to be ready so that the crowd gets crunk like they do for us!" Justin
shouted with glee, throwing his arms around Veronica and lifting her into
the air.  "Curly!  Quit!" Veronica giggled, trying to fight off Justin's
strength.  Justin hugged her around her waist as he lowered her to the
ground.  "I swear Justin, you're like a ten-year-old." Mandy gushed, easing
into her small embrace with Lance.  Lynn giggled softly, crossing her arms
to admire the group.  "He and Veronica are just alike.  Twin mop-heads."
Nikki declared with her slick Souther intone.  Lynn couldn't help her
snickering as it bubbled over.  She laughed loudly at Nikki's remark,
staring at the similarities in Veronica and Justin's look.  "Hey, watch it
now." Justin said with a warning in his voice.  A smile soon flickered over
his pouty red lips.  He kept his arms loosely around Veronica's waist as he
heard a loud round of applause barging from the stage.
		"Okay, Sammie's off.  Innosense, you're up in five.  Make sure all mics
are on and all DAT tapes are set." a producer said as he walked backstage,
running over a set list with a technician.  Jenny felt her nerves tighten,
making her stiff to movement.  "Okay ladies, let's get those game faces on."
Nikki announced, clapping her hands for emphasis.  Mandy felt a smirk tug at
her lips.  "Ah, Nikki, ever the coach." Mandy sighed, pulling away from
Lance.  Danay made sure her hair was fully slicked in a tight bun as
Veronica stood beside her, placing a white bandanna on her curly hair.  She
puckered her lips for the mirror, making sure her gloss was on to
perfection.  "Ya'll are gonna rock out there, I just know it." Lance
cheered, staying in his position as the girls began walking around to gather
their things.  "Yeah, if we don't hurl over the crowd." Jenny commented,
holding her stomach as she tried to calm herself.  Justin eyed her with a
crazed expression.  He huddled over some and stood next to Jenny.  "Come on
Jen, you can handle it.  It's just fifty or so thousand fans awiting to hear
you knock 'em dead... or see what color the chunks are." Justin said,
mocking her.  She quickly elbowed his stomach area, grimacing.  "Justin!"
Nikki hissed, slapping his back as she passed by.  Justin couldn't resist
laughing.  "Aaww, come on Jen, you can do it.  I've seen ya'll in action and
you can handle this crowd.  They're pansies." Justin insisted, slinking an
arm around Jenny's neck and hugging her close to him.  Jenny nodded, trying
to build her confidence.  She took a deep breath and then sighed, relaxing
her muscles.
		Lynn fluffed up in curly blonde hair as Nikki pulled down her straight,
reddish-brown hair.  "I should get out there." Lynn babbled, making sure her
eye make-up was straight.  Nikki smiled in a daughterly way.  "Knock 'em
dead Ms. Lynn." Nikki chimed, imitating Justin.  "I heard that!" Justin
bellowed, causing Nikki and Lynn to again burst into a giggling fit.
"Justin, don't you have some place to be instead of harassing us all the
time." Danay smiled, throwing one of her arms around Justin and yanking him
down into a noogie.  Justin laughed franticly as he tried to escape Danay's
grip.  Mandy slipped past Lance and joined Danay, slapping Justin's butt
repeatedly while snickering.  "Yeah, you big ol' mop-head!" Mandy gushed,
yanking at Justin's clothing.  Veronica and Jenny leaned against the nearby
wall with grins.  "Quit ya'll!  Come on." Justin pleaded, pulling backward
so that he could escape their arms.
		Nikki and Lynn turned to face the playful group with small looks of
disapproval written into their faces.  "You three better quit playing around
before something bad happens." Lynn ordered in a calm tone.  Soon the
laughter and horsing around ended.  Justin laid on his back on the floor,
breathing deeply with a cherry-red face while Danay and Mandy adjusted their
clothing so that they were ready to get on stage.  Veronica and Jenny tried
to pretend as if they were preoccupied and Lance stood stiff and quiet.
Still, no one spoke.  Nikki licked her lips slowly, waiting to see if any of
her band mates dared to respond back to Lynn's words.  "Now grab your mics,
harmonize really quickly, get in your positions behind the curtains, and
let's make this a fabulous show ladies." Lynn demanded, strolling away from
the mirror and heading in the direction of the curtain that kept the fans
from seeing behind the stage.  Without another word, the young women quickly
followed her orders, leaving Justin and Lance in their positions and heading
for the stage to prepare for their performance.
		The crowd awaited some sound, some word that announced what was happening
next.  Around the arena, screams could be heard for *NSYNC, though most fans
knew that there was still one more opening act that had yet to perform.  As
the curtains began to part and flutter, small shrieks raised up from the
attendants of the concert.  More screams and utterance broke out from the
crowd as people began to recognize the mother of *NSYNC's famous heartthrob.
  Lynn walked across the immense stage with confidence, a sultry cockiness
she shared with her son.  "Hello everyone!  My name is Lynn Harliss and not
only am I the manager of this up-and-coming group that's about to perform
for you, but I am also the mother of Justin from *NSYNC." Lynn announced,
pulling out rippling screams from the concert goers.  She smiled with
laughter awaiting to break out.  She lowered ehr mic and waved to a few of
the attendants.
		As the yelling began to die down, Lynn lifted her microphone again.
Before she could get any words out, the shrieks began to raise again, but at
another pitch.  Lynn felt overwhelmed by the sudden change.  She could see
people pushing to get a better view of the stage, confusing her.  'What the
hell?' Lynn thought, lowering her brow.  "Hey mommy, what's taking so long?
The girls are ready to perform." Justin's voice echoed through the speakers
of the arena, causing Lynn to quickly turn her head and looked behind
herself.  Justin was advancing toward her with a microphone in his hand and
a silly grin on his face.  The crowd launched into defeaning shouts as they
got a clear glimpse of Justin.  Justin ruffled hsi fingers through his hair
as he looked at all of the fans attending the concert.  "Uh, what's up
ya'll?" Justin asked in a lowered voice, one that sent many females into
shivers as they screamed for him.  Lynn found a scowl forming on her face
for a minute as she watched Justin casually flirt with the crowd.  "So, are
we going to introduce my little sisters or what Ma?" Justin asked, flipping
his head in the direction of his mother's stares.  Lynn felt a small smile
part her lips.  She looked into Justin's glassy blue eyes and saw humor.
"Well, you heard him!  Would you please show love to the new female-version
of *NSYNC..." Lynn began with amusement in her heart.  "Whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa... the next what?!" Justin asked briskly.  Justin laughed out loud,
stepping back from his mother when viewing her facial expression.  Lynn
arched her eyebrow to silence him while a fond smirk covered her lips.
"Please give it up for RCA Records' new smash female group, Innosense!" Lynn
finally announced, claaping as she finished.  She felt Justin grab onto her
arm and quickly usher her off the stage with grins.
		Soon, the humor died down in the arena and the lights were lowered across
the top.  The black curtain peeled apart completely, giving a deeper view
into the stage that was set up.  Hanging in the backdrop was a large cloth
banner that had a silvery 'I' in a circle and the word, 'Innosense', under
it.  Standing with their heads lowered and their arms behind their backs
were the girls of Innosense.  Danay's outfit consisted of a orange baby-tee
with the word 'Spoiled' written on it in faux rhinestones and loose blue
jeans.  Veronica sported a white bandanna on her curly blonde hair, a white
baby-tee with the word 'Brat' on it in faux rhinestones, her tattoo art of a
butterfly on her arm, and loose blue jeans.  Nikki wore a green baby-tee
with the word 'Superstar' on it in faux rhinestones, her tattoo art of a
heart around her belly button in faux rhinestones, and loose black jeans.
Jenny glamourized a blue baby-tee with the word 'Princess' on it in
rhinestones and a pair of tight-fitted blue jeans.  Mandy styled a pink
baby-tee with the word 'Baby' on it in rhinestones, her hair in a tight
ponytail with a few streaks of red running through the blonde hair, and
tight-fitted black capri's.
		A futuristic sound began to flood through the speakers as a few
knowledgeable fans screamed for the girl group.  The girls began to sway to
the coming music, their heads still lowered and arms still behind their
backs.  They listened to the computerized introduction and waited patiently.
  They were calculated the intense dance moves they were going to have to
dish out for the audience.

	Welcome Innosense
	I've missed you
	Please enter your password
	Acesss granted

	www.fantasy
	www.come to me

		As the girls began to dance, the audience began to holler a little louder.
  This brought up smiles on each member of Innosense's face.  they began to
rock to the music that came along with the uptempo melody they were set to
sing.  Jenny stepped out front as her bandmates continued to dance in the
background.  Jenny breathed deeply, trying not to lose her breath while
singing the first verse.

	We're double clicking on a brand new thang
	I got'cha logged on the screen
	Gotta feeling, wanna pull you in
	Can't wait for the fun to begin cause I

	I see you, see me (Hey baby)
	It's virtual ecstacy
	I can be who you wanna be (Hey, hey, yeah, yeah)
	And my website is so sweet

	www.fantasy (I got what you want right here)
	www.come to me (How you make my hard drive spin)
	www.fantasy (I give my signal clear)
	www.come to me (Turn it up and let the fun begin)

		The girls circled each other for a minute before breaking off, causing
Nikki to run to the front.  The adrenaline inside of her already began to
pump as she danced to the heavy choreography.  She threw her hands up
occassionally, truly loving the performance she and her friends gave off.
Nikki made sure to pay attention to the lyrics of the song so that she did
not miss the ad-libs she was to sing.  She and her commradse stop moving
after the first chorus had finished.  Nikki grinned deviously, her breath
becoming ragged.  She lifted her mic high to sing the second verse as the
beat continued to hit heavily.

	Real love doesn't satisfy
	I need somethin' that will rock my mind
	It's a go-go, electro high
	Just sit and let the feelin' rise

	You see me, say hey (Oh yeah)
	It's virtual reality (Are you ready?)
	You can be who you wanna be (Oh oh)
	It's a cyberspace wet dream (Come on, come on)

	www.fantasy (What's your goal, where are you from?)
	www.come to me (Hook me up and just turn me on)
	www.fantasy (Your fiber optics are so so strong)
	www.come to me (Let's give in to it all night long)

		"Come on!" Danay shouted out as the girls broke from their formation to
run around the stage.  Jenny and Mandy ran to either side of the large
stage, giving their direction attention to the left and right sides of the
arena.  Nikki stayed in the middle, giving her utmost concentration to the
front rows of the arena.  "Come on everyone, get up and sing!" Danay yelled
out, running to the side that Mandy occupied.  Veronica giggled into her
mic, prancing over to Nikki.  "Hey ya'll, check this out." Veronica stated
as the song slipped into a newer recorded version.

	www.fantasy
	Log on your computer screen
	Get you feeling ecstasy
	It's virtual reality
	www.come to me
	Anything you want to see
	I can be who you wanna be
	Let it go free

		As Veronica finished her small rap, the girls began to gather again in the
middle of the stage.  The girls marched to the sultry song, slowly falling
to their knees.  They began a small dance break on their knees, one that
took strict choreography skills.

	Hey ah ah oh
	Hey ah ah oh, ah oh
	Hey ah ah oh
	Hey ah ah oh
	Come into our fantasy

		The girls quickly lept to their feet when hearing Danay hit the last note
of the bridge.  "Everyone, get up!" Nikki requested loudly as she and Mandy
ran to the right and Veronica and Jenny dashed to the left of the stage.
Nikki felt sweat trickle from her head as she and Mandy danced a little on
their side, trying to inflict exciting emotions in the audience.  Their
response was great as many of the attendants began to enjoy Innosense's
performance.  Slowly, they were becoming fans.

	www.fantasy [Fantasy] (I got what you want right here)
	www.come to me [Come to me] (How you make my hard drive spin)
	www.fantasy [Come on baby] (I give my signal clear)
	www.come to me (Turn it up and let the fun begin)

	www.fantasy [Fan-ta-sy] (What's your goal, where are you from?)
	www.come to me (Hook me up and just turn me on)
	www.fantasy [Fan-ta-sy] (Your fiber optics are so so strong)
	www.come to me (Let's give in to it all night long)

	Hey ah ah oh, ah oh

		When the song ended, the girls each struck a pose that screamed style.
The audience ripped into applause for Innosense, thoroughly taking pleasure
from Innosense's song about cybersex.  Nikki breathed lightly as she broke
from her stance.  The others followed with sure-fit smiles.  "Hey everyone!"
Nikki called out to the crowd, receiving an equally loud reply from the
audience.  Nikki grinned heavily, pulling her hair back.  "We are Innosense
and we are so happy to be ehre tonight, opening up for our friends *NSYNC."
Nikki added, trying to pull even more emotion from the crowd.  It didn't
take long for that answer to come back in a fit of passion.  The audience
shrieked uncontrollably when hearing the name *NSYNC.  The girls of
Innosense giggled softly.  "The song that we just did is called
'www.fan-ta-see' and it's on our new album, due out next month." Nikki
stated, walking back and forth in a line on the stage as stagehands quickly
came out and placed five white stools in a straight line on the stage.
Nikki glanced over her shoulder to see her friends taking their seats on the
stools.  She took in a deep breath, clearing her vocal chords so she did not
strain them.  "We're going to do this next song for some friends of ours.
Tomorrow, on July the 4th, some close friends of ours will be celebrating
their one-year wedding anniversary and we are aso thrilled to see that!"
Nikki announced with a candid grin.  Soon, coos came flying from the lips of
the female attendants.  A soft smile caught Nikki's lips.  She could only
think of Brian and Justin at the moment.  "So we're going to sing this next
song, it's called 'So Together', just for them." Nikki finally said,
scooting back towards her stool.  Nikki took a seat on the middle stool,
keeping her microphone close to her chest while awaiting the music to drop
in and her verse to begin.

	Boy you've been away so long
	Funny but our love's still strong
	When it's good, it keeps you hanging on and on
	Inside, hey

	And no baby, no it ain't a crime
	I know you love me cause you tell me all the time
	That's the one thing that eases my mind when you're gone
	Keeps me inspired

	Sending out my love
	Get a message through
	I've gotta heavy thing for you
	You know I...

	Can't stop missin' you
	All I wanna be is kissin' you
	Can't you feel me wishin' we were
	(So) So together baby
	Can't stop hopin' time will fly
	And we'll never say goodbye
	And forever we will be
	So together, you and I (Hey)

		Justin hugged himself backstage with a bright expression touching his
face.  "I can't believe they're doing this." Justin said aloud, watching as
his friends harmonized beautifully to the song.  He titled his head as he
watched all five young women put their all into the title trackf rom their
album.  His head began to bob in time with the guitars and scratching that
filled the song.  He took in his lower lip while listening to the deep,
meaningful lyrics that encompassed the mid-tempo song.
		Justin felt two warm objects snaking aroudn him, defining them as arms.
The arms slinked around Justin's waist and pulled him backward a few steps
until his back met with a strong chest and lower body.  Justin shook with
fear for a second, surprised by the sudden assault.  'No, J.C., no.' he
thought, trying to turn his head to meet with the person holding him.  He
could tell, without glancing, it was a male snuggling closer to his body.
"This is a great song." he heard the voice of the man sing into his ear,
signifying another obvious thing to Justin's mind.  It wasn't J.C. holding
him.  "Dont'cha think it was cute of them to dedicate this song to us?"
another warming strum of the man's voice made Justin's heart melt.  He
struggled, but finally lifted his right hand so that it could caress the
face of the man.  His fingers traced over a chiseled cheek and then an
inscribed dimple.  Justin's lips smiled immediately.  "I think it's great
Rocky." Justin responded softly, holding the face in his hand as he
listened.  He slowly eyed the stage again as Mandy stood from her stool to
sing the second verse of the song.

	Every night I say a prayer (Say a little prayer)
	That in the morning maybe you'll be there
	And you're never gonna go nowhere again
	For the rest of my life (My life)

		As Nikki stood to repeat the bridge, Justin felt the male holding him spin
him around so that they were facing each other.  He stared into a pair of
crystal blue eyes, lips forming dimples with their smile and a nose that
begged for small attention.  "What are you doing here so early?  I thought
you weren't getting here until around ten in the morning, tomorrow?" Justin
asked with a kindred face.  His head inched closer to the male's.  "Come on
now, you know I couldn't stay away that long.  Paul and I worked out a way
for me to get here without you knowing.  There never was a ten o'clock plane
from Orlando." the male whispered with a distinct country accent.  His head
inched nearer to Justin's.  Justin lifted his head, running from the man's
cheek to his ear and then to his soft hair.  His fingers naturally began to
tangle themselves in the blondish-brown hair that covered the man's head.
"You're a bad boy, Brian." Justin whispered loudly, his lips meeting with
the man's nose.  Brian Littrell, Justin's husband, smiled tenderly.  He felt
the soft lips brush nimbly against the tip of his nose before moving
downward until they touched his lips.
		Nikki walked to the edge of the stage as the others slowly finished the
second chorus.  She was deaf to the screams that began to ring for her.  She
kept a straight face as she concentrated strictly on the music.  Her heart
fluttered as she thought of the surprise that must have reached Justin.  She
too had a hand in Brian's arrival in California.  She brushed her hair back
behind her shoulders while walking to one side of the stage, preparing to
put the fullness of her limber voice into the next verse.

	Like a burden in my heart
	I'm callin' out your name
	You made a fire start
	Now get into the flame
	You came into my life
	I'll never be the same
	Baby that's alright, yeah oh

	Sending out my love (My love)
	Gotta get a message through (Mmmmmm)
	It's a crazy thing, a crazy thing
	But what else can I do?
	You know I can't

	Can't stop missin' you
	All I wanna be is kissin' you
	Can't you feel me wishin' we were
	(So) So together baby
	Can't stop hopin' time will fly
	And we'll never say goodbye
	And forever we will be
	So together baby

	Can't stop missing you
	Only meant to be kissing you
	Can't you feel me wishing we were
	So together (You and I)
	So together, so so together
	So together, so so together

		As Nikki, Danay, and Mandy held out the last note of the song, a fair
portion of the audience stood with applause.  They were into Innosense's
musically-built performance, easily taking it over the semi-professional
work done by Sammie and SK8 and the non-audience interaction, overly
pop-generated performances by Boyz N Girlz United and Don Philip.  They
needed a group that they could relate to and also have fun with and
Innosense was becoming that latchkey.
		"Thank you, thank you.  That song is called 'So Together' and it's the
name of our CD coming next month.  I think it's time that we introduce
ourselves." Nikki suggested, turning to her refreshed bandmates.  She
received several nods from the girls, even though all knew that it was now
the time for the introductions, a part of their set list.  "Hello everyone,
I'm Danay." Danay called out with a strung out Cuban accent.  "I'm Mandy!"
Mandy said with a bubbly smile.  "Hi, I'm Jenny." Jenny chimed, waving to
the crowd.  "What's up, I'm Nikki." Nikki tittered with admiration in her
eyes.  "I'm Veronica." Veronica said perkily.  The crowd propelled an
additional ovation.
		Nikki strolled to the middle of the group as her groupmates walked
backward.  She was aware that the others were headed toward the back to grab
their microphone stands for the next song.  Nikki felt the need to follow
them, but stayed steadfast.  She had confidence that Mandy would grab her
mic-stand for her and set it up in the position it was to be in.  "It's so
beautiful out here tonight.  California really is a beautiful state." Nikki
stated, taking her own steps in reverse.  She smiled at the growing crowd as
most of the concert goers began to pack the arena with curiosity towards the
group.  "Now it's time that we make it rain all over the arena." Nikki
stated right before a thumping, mellow beat came running through the
speakers.  The sounds of pre-recorded thunder shackled through the speakers
and across the arena, drawing up daring screams from the audience.  Nikki
walked to her micropohone stand in the middle of the group and placed her
microphone in its holder.  She snapped her fingers like the rest of the
group, preparing to unleash her powerful voice for the first verse.

	I want you hear today babe
	Too far away, it's not fair
	To be around you when I needed you
	I wish for you more and more
	The nights are long and days are cold
	They're always warmer when you're here

	I wish you were right here with me
	Cause out my window
	All I see is...

	Rain, rain in the sky
	Everywhere I look I just see
	Rain, rain falling down
	Crying as it hits the ground
	Rain, rain in my heart
	Every day that we're apart

	Rain, rain falling
	Rain, rain
	Rain, rain
	Rain, rain

		All of the girls moved poetically to the beat of the song.  They all
walked in a line to switch positions with Veronica and Danay handling the
ends of the line and Jenny taking the middle position.  She adjusted her
microphone in its holder as the girls continued to sing the chorus.  "Come
on, raising your hands and wave 'em like it's raining ya'll." Danay said,
encouraging the crowd to join the song.  Jenny smirked properly, bobbing to
the beat as she followed the chorus with her verse.

	Slowly, softly it appears
	When you return, it dissapears
	Behind an ocean of tears
	Tell me who can I call now
	Can't reach out, can't feel touch
	What does this mean to me

	I wish you were out at my door
	Cause only you can stop this pouring

	Rain, rain in the sky
	Everywhere I look I just see
	Rain, rain falling down
	Crying as it hits the ground
	Rain, rain in my heart
	Every day that we're apart

	Rain, rain falling
	Rain, rain
	Rain, rain falling
	Rain, rain

		Nikki immediately ripped her microphone from its holder, walking away from
her microphone stand as Jenny performed her ad-libs and the others sung the
chorus.  Nikki began to clap to the thudding beat, trying to encourage the
audience members as much as possible.  "Come on, make it rain ya'll." Nikki
called out as the chorus gradually came to a close.  She raised her
microphone with pride as she prepared to belt out the final bridge of the
song.

	Maybe I lost time on you
	Wanna hear you around
	The day that you left watching over me (Over me)
	If this is the only thing that comes between us now
	Baby soon we'll be together
	Oooh

	Everywhere I look I see
	Everywhere I look I see
	Everywhere I look I see
	Everywhere I look I see
	Everywhere I look I see
	Everywhere I look I see

		"There you go, dance with us." Veronica chimed, pointing to a few of the
closer fans.  She danced with the others to the mellow, orchesta and
bass-filled song.  Nikki kept her focus on the vocals, filling the dramatic
chorus with her powerful ad-libs.  She stepped to the side to let Danay step
up and assist her with the strong vocals.  "Yeah, keep your hands up ya'll.
Make it rain!" Mandy commanded in a friendly way, dancing in time with
Veronica and Jenny.  She smiled happily as the audience truly began to bob
with the ballad, showing their support.  "There you go." Veronica said once
more as the song casually came to a close.

	Rain, rain falling
	Rain, rain
	Rain, rain
	Rain, rain

	Everywhere I look
	Rain...

		The song ended in the same dramatic sense that it started in, with Nikki
holding her own vocally.  The audience responded amicably to the set
Innosense was putting on.  Danay pranced to the front of the stage as the
others ran to get prepared for their final number.  She waved happily to the
audience members that screamed her name.  "Okay ya'll, that song was called
'Rain Rain'.  Did ya like it?" Danay asked proudly, obtaining a loud reply
from the front rows of the arena.  "All right, good.  This is the last song
of our set.  It's our first single and I hope you've heard it.  The single
is in stores now and the song is called 'Say No More.'" Danay made her
introduction quick.  The mentioning of the song brought a familiar ring to
the crowd, causing a silence to hush over the arena to see if it was as they
thought.

	[I don't care what you say, say, say, say, say]
	Say no
	Say no more

	La la oww, la la la la la la
	La la oww, la la la la la la
	La la

		Just the sounds of the thumping music from the Anders Bagge-written song
caused a large portion of the audience to stand up and yell.  It was the
song that was receiving much airplay across the United States, the one that
many of the concert goers loved.  As Innosense danced heavily to their first
single, the audience sung along to the very catchy hook.  They all awaited
Nikki to take a step forward and hit the proper notes that fueled through
the first verse.

	I've come to tell you what's on my mind
	Baby I have changed
	I don't wanna keep playin' no games
	I keep tellin' you time after time
	That I (I, I)

	I don't care what you say
	I don't care what you do
	Cause I'm never comin' back no more
	(Never comin' back no more)
	I don't care what you mean
	I don't care how you feel
	So say (say) no (no)
	Say no more

	La la oww, la la la la la la
	La la oww, la la la la la la
	La la (So what you wanna do?)

		The dance moves were slick and heavily-choreographed.  Each member of
Innosense jammed to the hard-hitting music that pistoned through the arena.
"Come on ya'll, get up!" Veronica shouted as they danced.  She kept her
focus on amping the crowd up the way they were amped up.  Just the hook
blazing through the speakers sent the crowd into a frenzy, trying to mimic
Innosense in the way they sung it.  The mocking word 'La' became the new
phrase of the attendants.  Jenny laughed unconsciously as she stepped up to
belt out the second verse.

	You didn't care much for what I did
	Treat me like I'm dirt
	Babe, when I was hurt
	I was alone, talking to myself (Come on)
	But now I (I, I)

	I don't care what you say
	I don't care what you do
	Cause I'm never comin' back no more
	(Never comin' back no more)
	I don't care what you mean
	I don't care how you feel
	So say (say) no (no)
	Say no more

	La la oww, la la la la la la
	La la oww, la la la la la la
	La la (So what you wanna do?)

		The girls moved as *NSYNC did, in a tight formation with no room for
mistakes.  Veronica yanked off her bandanna and threw it to the side as she
truly enjoyed the power of the song.  She slid over to Mandy with a geerous
smile.  Mandy smirked back, shaking her ponytail around to the song.
"Ladies, say no more!" Nikki requested, running up to the front for the
bridge of the song.

	[I don't care what you say, say, say, say, say]
	[Oh baby, oh baby]
	Don't say (Say) no (No)
	Say no more
	(Say no more)

		As Nikki held the high-pitched note for minutes, the others ran around the
stage repeating the mocking hook.  "If you wanna jam tonight, come on
ya'll!" Danay called out, dancing to one side of the stage.  "Keep your
hands up.  Everyone, say no more!" Jenny finally participated in the crowd's
actions.  She heard several screams for her, initiating her even further
into her place in Innosense.

	La la oww, la la la la la la (What ya gonna do?)
	La la oww, la la la la la la (What ya gonna do?)
	La la
	I, I, I

		Nikki, Mandy, and Jenny caught the final notes before preparing to fall
into the chorus all over again.  Nikki flushed with color as she put her all
into the performance.  She wiped sweat from her brow while walking slowly to
the front of the stage.  "Come on, say no more ya'll." Veroniac continued to
egg on the crowd while passing Nikki.  She quickly patted Nikki on the
shoulder, showing her admiration for Nikki's strong voice.  Nikki smiled
weakly, worn by the performance.  She waited for the others to gather around
her for the final hook, smiling toward the crowd as they finally did.

	La la la la la la
	Oww oww

		The ripping sound of shrieks, howls, and squeals pleased Innosense
immensely.  They were all covered in sweat and exhaustion, but none of it
seemed to faze them.  They were too thrilled to be loved by the crowd.  "Go
Innosense!  Go Innosense!" a small section of the audience began to chant.
Veronica pointed out to them wtih a gleam.  "Thank you, thank ya'll so
much." Jenny gushed while being overwhelmed by the applause.  "Thanks a lot
everyone.  Go out and pick up the 'Say No More' single and the album next
month." Nikki added, standing straight in her spot.  "And ya'll get ready
for our guys *NSYNC because they're up next!" Danay attached her statement
to Nikki's, dashing off the stage.  Soon she was followed by her other
groupmates.
		The night washed away like the tide on the beach.  It wasn't easy in the
beginning, but *NSYNC managed to get with management and arrange to have no
show on the night of July the fourth.  It was a calculated move that each of
the guys decided on when mapping out their U.S. tour.  They all wanted to
celebrate the holiday, even though they knew they would not have the
opportunity to fly home, but they decided it was best to spend the holiday
together and with the couple that celebrated their one-year wedding
anniversary.
		The tide that washed over the beach that Brian and Justin walked on was
innocent, harmless.  The quiet beach welcomed Brian and Justin for an
afternoon stroll.  The side that Brian and Justin occupied was desolate,
making it simple for Brian and Justin to promenade close together on the
sand during the early afternoon hours.
		Brian gripped Justin's hand tightly as he led him up the beach, toward a
small cove that laid to the side of them.  Ahead of them ran Tyke, barking
loudly as the ocean's crest washed up on the shore.  "Oh, why did you bring
him?" Justin asked, emphasizing the last word as he eyed Tyke running
wildly.  Brian smiled unconsciously.  "Come on now, what kind of anniversary
would it be without Tyke?" Brian teased.  He whistled toward his dog as Tyke
ran circles around himself.  Justin pulled open his light blue, button-down
shirt so that it frayed in the wind.  He took his eyes off of Tyke to enjoy
the sights of the sand and the sounds of the splashing water.  "I don't know
what it is that always makes us come to a beach on a special day." Justin
commented cooly, taking in a deep berath of the beach.  Brian fondled
Justin's knuckles with his middle finger, a small form of affection.  His
bare feet scooped up sand that he kicked away as they walked.  "I think it's
just the feeling of you and me being together in a place that's soothing."
Brian responded to Justin's rhetorical question.  Justin nodded as his eyes
peered forward.  "It's just a nice way to spend the day, especially one as
special as this." Brian declared, drawing Justin in a different direction.
		Brian and Justin strayed in another path, heading closer towards the rocks
of the cove.  "Come here Tyke!" Brian shouted out for his dog as he walked
Justin along the darker sands of the beach.  He felt the grains mash between
his toes.  "Angel probably would've liked it out here." Justin noted, easing
closer to his husband.  Brian agreed silently, watching he and Justin's feet
as they moved over the sand.  The sudden warmth of Justin's lips caressing
his ear caused a gleam to pinch his lips.  "But this is sort of a you and me
thing." Justin whispered in Brian's ear after his lips had kissed it.  He
returned his lips to nibble on the lobe of Brian's ear, causing him to
giggle quietly.  He released Justin's hand to wrap his arm around his waist,
holding him as they strolled even slower.  His hand caressed Justin's slim
waist as Justin sucked loving on his ear.  "Isn't it a bit early for you to
give me a hard-on?" Brian asked casually, bumping his hip against Justin's.
Justin laughed sorely, pulling his lips from Brian's ear.  He rested his
head on Brian's shoulder and grinned uncontrollably.  "Nah, it's never too
early Bri.  You know us, we'll do it anyplace now a days if it means we can
actually have sex." Justin snickered, mocking their current sex life.  His
arms hugged around Brian's arm, cuddling to him.  His hands ran over the
soft fabric of Brian's pale yellow shirt as the breezed filled it.  "Mmmm
hmmm, that's how I feel." Brian softly said.  He pulled on his baggy slacks,
making sure the belt was secure so that they did not fall.
		Tyke dashed expeditiously toward his masters.  He yelped pleasently,
staying close to Brian's feet as they walked.  "Damn dog, alawys ruining the
moment." Justin lamented with a smirk, kicking sand towards Tyke.  Tyke
hopped back immediately, barking towards Justin as the grains of sand hit
the beach.  "Don't worry Tyke, he loves you." Brian assured his dog, glaring
at him as Justin pinched his arm.  He let out his own yelp after feeling his
skin twisted between Justin's thumb and forefinger.  He began to rub the
spot Justin pinched while staring at Justin's devious grin.  "I don't love
him, I love you." Justin chirped.  He leaned in and gave Brian a smooth peck
on his chiseled cheek.  "Aawww, that's what I like to hear." Brian crooned
as Justin pulled away.  He husked his arm around Justin tighter, squeezing
his built frame.  Justin laughed carelessly.
		"But you still love Tyke." Brian added for comedic relief.  He yawned
unexpectedly and stumbled along with Justin.  Justin sighed lovingly.  He
halted his and Brian's movements, tugging on Brian's unshapely sleeve.
Brian turned to him with wodner, his glowing blue orbs staring directly into
Justin's.  Justin admired the white bandanna that was wrapped around Brian's
head.  It belonged to Justin, but he found it sexy when Brian wore articles
of his clothing.  The bandanna was no exception.  He lifted his hands so
that they ran over Brian's ears, cuddling them in his fingers.  He briskly
grabbed them and began to lightly tug them outward so that they were flopped
like a monkey's.  "I'll say it just one more time Brian, I love you, not
him." Justin cooed.  He snickered at the way Brian looked with his ears
pulled outward.  Brian took in a deep breath of air, puffing his cheeks out
and twisting his lips shut, making him look even more like a monkey.  Justin
threw his arms around Brian's neck, laughing ungovernablly.  Brian smirked,
slipping his hands until they rested on the top of Justin's butt.  "I
thought that'd stop making you act like an ass." Brian whispered, putting a
little grip on Justin's ass.  Justin jumped a little to the touch, smiling
loosely.  Brian grinned obnoxiously.  Justin quickly tapped the end of his
nose in a flirtatious way.  "Nope, I still only love you." Justin slyly
said, kissing the very edge of Brian's thin pink lips.
		"Well then I'll make you love him." Brian growled cheekly, thrusting his
body onto Justin's as he tried to kiss him.  The weight surprised Justin's
senses, preventing his body from keeping balance.  Just as the words had
finally cleared Brian's lips, he and Justin fell backward onto the sand.
Justin's body hit the soft sand with a thud while Brian tried to break his
fall so that he did not fall completely on Justin.  Justin laughed loudly as
he felt the sand crushing into his head.  He glanced up at Brian through
peering eyes, seeing the odd expression wrapping Brian's face.  "This is all
your fault." Brian gradually snickered, twisting his fingers into Justin's
curls.  Justin shook his head contently.  He hooked his fingers into the top
portion of the bandanna on Brian's head, pulling it back some to reveal the
bangs of Brian's dirty-blonde hair.  "Oh you forgot, I'm the good boy in
this relationship." Justin said coyly, casually stick the tip of his tongue
out of his mouth.  Brian gave him a smug look.  "Yeah right, you little sex
kitten." Brian purred, leaning down to place his lips on the nape of
Justin's neck.  Justin growled softly, brushing his hands down the bandanna
and heading for Brian's back.  Justin felt Brian's crotch bare down on his,
the obviously growing buldge in Brian's pants rubbing against Justin's hips.
		Justin closed his eyes, parting his lips a little.  "You should calm down
Brian.  You just might bust a nut ehre on the beach." Justin said with
little romance in his tone.  Brian pulled up, slightly turned off by
Justin's words.  He gave Justin's neck on more lick before raising his head
fully to look down into Justin's colorful eyes.  "I guess I should save that
for tonight, huh?" he questioned in his quiet country accent.  Justin
quickly took in his lower lip, shrugging.  He turned his head to the side to
see Tyke laying in the asnd near them.  "I mean, well, that's our usual
routine when we get together babe.  Spend the day together, spend time with
Angel, and then have sex that night." Justin remarked, never daring to look
up at his husband while he spoke.  Brian frowned.  It was a true statement
from Justin and one he had never considered.  He leaned down and rubbed his
cheek against Justin, feeling the small fuzz coming in.  "Well what if we
don't have sex tonight.  Let's just chill tonight, laying on the bed." Brian
suggested, still twisting his fingers through Justin's curly hair.  Justin's
head finally snapped in Brian's direction with surprise.  "You mean it?"
Justin asked quickly, his emotions too tangled to decide which he wanted
more, cuddling or sexual relief.  "Sure." Brian gleamed.  He tugged back the
curls in the front of Justin's head.  Justin smiled with a small contentment
in his mouth.  "That'll be nice, even though it's starting to make
masturbation a favorite past time of mine." Justin said jokingly.  Brian
rolled his eyes promptly and then rolled off of Justin, shaking the sand
from his clothes as he stood.  "You are a horny little something Justin."
Brian stated, reaching his hand out to Justin.  Justin did not reach back
for Brian's hand.  He rested in the sand, collecting his thoughts.
		Brian knelt down next to Justin when he noticed he did not get up.  He
extended his hand and rested it on Justin's stomach.  Justin glanced down at
the warm hand.  "I don't feel like walking anymore." he sighed, closing his
eyes.  Brian ran his fingers over Justin's tight, white wife beater, the one
the rested under Justin's button-down shirt.  He knelt down even further
until his knees rested into the sand.  "Do you feel like going to see
Bastian?" Brian whispered loud enough to reach over the sounds of the coming
waves.  Justin's eyes flickered open with life again.  "Always." he smiled.
Brian smiled back at him.  He retracted his hand from Justin's stomach.
"Well then come on, hop on my back and we'll go get him." Brian stated,
patting on his back to encourage Justin.  Justin gave him a fuzzy
expression.  His eyes questioned Brian's words.  "Are you serious?" Justin
said with discouragement in his voice.  Brian arched an eyebrow and then
grinned.  "No, I'm Dopey, sorry Snow White." Brian teased him.  Justin
kicked sand in Brian's direction with s sly smirk.  "Ass." he grumbled,
sitting up in the sand.  "You're damn right, get on my ass." Brian continued
with his sarcastic remarks, helping Justin climb onto his back.  Justin
locked his arms around Brian's neck and waited for him to stand.
		With strong legs, Brian pushed himself up and kept his balance with Justin
latched onto his backside.  Brian shoveled out a Jim Carrey-grin and
chuckled, "Well alrighty then."  He hoisted Justin further up and hunched
over.  "Lord give me strength.  What have you been eating while on tour,
brownies?" Brian asked his husband, taking small steps away from the cove.
Justin wrinkled his brow.  "No." he hummed.  He leaned his head against
Brian's bandanna-covered one.  "Well no more Sprees and Reese's for you on
this tour buddy." Brian joked.  He felt Justin's chin rest on the top of his
head.  He watched as Tyke sprinted past them, heading back in the direction
of their rental car.  "Isn't there some kind of prewedding tradition we're
doing?" Justin asked curiously, glancing out to the ocean as Brian walked.
Brian thought carefully as he took longer strides up the beach.  "Yeah, and
it goes a little something like this..." Brian chimed, lifting one of his
feet so that he was balancing on one foot while still carrying Justin on his
back.  Justin screamed out immediately, laughing quietly as he felt Brian's
body rock back and forth.  "Quit!  Quit it Bri!" Justin hollered out,
strapping his arms around Brian's neck with fears of falling.  Brian laughed
through clenched teeth, attempting to hold his balance.  He rocked slightly
to the left to scare Justin even more.  "Stop wailing you little baby."
Brian insisted, dropping his foot and then bursting into a loud, mocking
snicker.  Justin lightly patted Brian's head, scolding him in a physical
way.  "Awww, my husband, the baby." Brian sung, beginning to walk up the
beach again.  Brian carried Justin in meaningful silence, enjoying the final
sounds of the ocean kissing the shore.  "I still don't love your dog."
Justin made a final comment, a humorous one.
		The afternoon took a bow for the evening to take center stage.  A small
restaurant in a secluded area of California was the spotlight for a few
friends and family.  They all attended the quiet restaurant in celebration
of Brian and Justin's wedding anniversary.  "Gosh, it was so nice of Mr.
Wright to rent this place out for the night." Veronica commented as she and
Mandy were seated at a table with Lynn Harliss, Paul Harliss, Jenny Morris,
and Trace Ayala.  Lynn glanced up at the girls with proud smiles.  "Well
Johnny knows the owner, so he really didn't have to fork out that much.  But
it's nice because it's the only place I know of where you can get soul food
in California." Lynn noted as the girls sat.  Mandy pouted smally.  "Still
wish I was with Bryan and his family for the Fourth, but I'll survive."
Mandy smiled.
		Veronica took a glance past Lynn to look at the solitaire table Brian and
Justin sat at.  She smiled at them with her own gratifaction.  "It just
seems like the fitting place for their anniversary." Paul added to Lynn's
words, drawing Veronica's attention again.  She nodded.  "Soul food for the
anniversary of two country boys." Veronica beamed with a thick Southern
accent.  The table chuckled with her.
		Nikki leaned on J.C. as she stared at Brian and Justin share a plate of
food.  "They are so romantic." Nikki sighed quietly.  She felt J.C. begin to
rub her shoulder in a caring way.  He brushed his cheek over her head,
taking in a breath her sweet fragranced perfume.  "I remember those days."
J.C. whispered into her ear, sliding his arm fully around her as he too
looked upon Brian and Justin.  Nikki felt her heart flutter.  The scent of
the room, the small, round candles that were lit at each table, the slow
music being played by a band, and the low-lit room made the air of the
restaurant filled with romance.  "With who?" Nikki asked with a hint of
self-defeat.  J.C. kissed the top of her head, sighing with disappointment.
"I know, I seem to be on a rollercoaster when it comes to love." J.C. spoke
slowly, trying not to pierce his heart in so many ways.  Nikki lether hand
slip under the table and grab J.C.'s.  She held it just to feel the
softness, the warmth of it.  "You've been hurt a lot, that's all Josh.
You're only looking for a place to start again... and just maybe that'll be
with Nick, Joshua." Nikki stated, feeling her own heart breaking again.  She
wasn't sure why she let herself contiously fall for her ex-boyfriend, but
she knew there was a meaningful reason.
		J.C. began to rub the palm of his hand against Nikki's, wanting to express
the thoughts he had about all of his ex's and even others that he now
desired.  He trusted Nikki above Lance and even beyond his fiance.  It was
something about their past, their four years of love that keeps him
inspired.  "I remember the days that we were romantic Peaches." he finally
whispered, pressing his head on hers and eyeing Justin with a faint feeling
of jealousy.  Nikki felt choked up, but again, she hid her emotions.
		Lance took a quick glance around the room as he held hands with his
boyfriend and lover, Bryce.  They stayed quiet at the table that was
occupied by Chris, Joey, J.C., Nikki, and Danay.  "I'm really glad you flew
in for the holiday.  I didn't think I'd have anyone to celebrate it with."
Lance made a small comment to Bryce, pulling Bryce's eyes away from the
band.  Bryce clenched Lance's hand tighter, placing his eyes on Lance's soft
face.  "I'm glad to be here too Lance, but you know that you'd still have
your friends.  You have to stop being so negative about how they feel for
you.  They care a lot for you." Bryce whispered, pulling his face closer to
Lance's.  Lance lowered his eyes, not having as much confidence as his
boyfriend.  "My mom says the same thing." Lance said softly in his deep
voice.  He scuffed his feet along the floor, pouting.  Bryce hated to see
the depression that often lingered in his boyfriend's face.  He brushed his
free hand over Lance's slightly spiky hair, trying to ease his loneliness.
"She's right you know.  These guys are always going to be here for you, even
J.C." Bryce remarked, sliding his fingers down Lance's cheek.
		Lance lifted his head.  He didn't know Bryce had a strong insight into
Lance's feelings, especially for his ex-boyfriend.  Lance gave Bryce a faint
smile.  "Now I know why she loves you so much." Lance whispered, drawing
closer to Bryce.  "Who?  Britney?" Bryce said jokingly, petting Lance's face
with his hand.  Lance laughed sorely.  He kicked Bryce's foot with his own
to silence him.  "No, my mom.  She loves you because you're such an
optomist." Lance responded.  Bryce's brow raised immediately.  'Wow, his mom
loves me?' Bryce thought, the overwhelming feeling sending small tingles
through his body.  Bryce licked his lips in a seducing way.  "No, she
probably likes me because she knows that I love her son so much." Bryce
cooed, pressing closer to Lance.  He let his lips briefly brush against
Lance's before finally placing them firmly down on them, causing Lance to
react promptly.  Lance ran his lips over Bryce's with contentment in his
heart.  He could feel Bryce's heart pounding against his chest as they
embraced.  "Yeah, I think that's why she loves ya." Lance snickered before
delving in for another brief kiss.
		"Hey, you two, be quiet.  I'm trying to hear what Brian is whispering to
Justin." Chris hissed.  Lance and Bryce broke apart instantly, blushing
heavily.  Joey giggled at them while carrying another small spoonful of
mashed potatoes to Angel's lips.  "If only Britney could see you two." Joey
commented, dabbing away excess particles from Angel's lips with his bib.
Lance felt the blood rushing to his cheeks as he felt the full onslaught of
embarrassment hitting him.  "Where is old Brit'?" Bryce asked, leaning his
elbow on the table to get into the full conversation.  "She just shot her
new video, so she wanted to be at home for the holiday.  So she's back in
Kentwood." Joey responded briskly, feeling a little disgruntled with the
fact he could not share the holiday with his girlfriend.
		"Will you shut up so I can hear them." Chris barked quietly at Joey,
straining hard to hear over the music being played.  "Actually Chris, I was
just telling Justin that Angel had smeared some food on your suit jacket and
you didn't even notice." Brian spoke up from their table, causing a silence
to fall over the table Chris and his friends occupied.  Chris felt the blood
kiss his cheeks as he blushed.  He nibbled his lower lip and waved towards
Brian and Justin.  Justin snickered softly.  Chris let his eyes lower to
look at his jacket and near the breast of the jacket, a spot of smeared food
stained it.  Chris cursed under his breath, quickly snatching up his napkin
and dabbing it into his glass of water.  Justin felt himself laughing louder
as he watched Chris desperately try to get the stain out of his jacket.  "I
bet Lea's just overly thrilled to have tonight off." Chris muttered.  "Next
time, pay attention." Joey smiled, feeding Angel another spoonful of food.
		The sounds of a bluesy song began to strum into the restaurant.  The song
was a familiar one to most blues and jazz lovers, especially J.C.  He
recognized the Etta James-penned song without even thinking.  His head
automatically turned to the stage where the band played and his eyes fell on
Justin's friend, Trace.
		Trace tapped the end of a microphone on the stage that the band occupied.
He made sure the volume was right.  He glanced out to the few tables his
friends sat at.  He had a cheeky smile running over his lips.  "Excuse me
everyone.  Uhm, the girls of Innosense and I wanted to give my friend Justin
and his guy, Brian, the perfect anniversary gift, but we couldn't hit the
stores in the midst of this whole tour and stuff.  So we figured we could
give them something else a little more personal, like a song." Trace stated,
pulling everyone's attention to him.  He tapped his foot to the beat that
was being played by the band.  His fingers began to snap in time with the
sound of the drums.  "But since the girls and I aren't as good as Brian and
Justin are at writing sappy love songs, we decided to go with a classic song
that would really hit the spot." Trace said, drawing up laughter from
everyone.  He took a quick glance behind himself, seeing a woman approaching
with small strides.  "So this is for Brian and Just.  Would you all please
give it up for Miss Danay Ferrer as she sings 'At Last' for the guests of
honor." Trace said, trying to sound professional.  He slide off the stage
with quick feet, allowing Danay to steal away everyone's attention.
		Danay strutted up to the front of the mic.  She grabbed the stand loosely
in one hand while the other stayed by her side.  She patted her hip to the
smooth beat of the melody.  She eyed Trace as he advanced to Brian and
Justin's table.  "Come on lovebirds, you have to dance to your song." Trace
insisted, tugging on Justin.  Justin raised his brow, staring up at his
friend.  He ran his eyes over to Brian, searching for an answer.  Brian
began to loosen the dark blue tie he wore.  He stripped off his jacket and
laid it on the back of his chair.  "Why not?" he shrugged, standing from his
chair.  He walked over to Justin's chair, nudging by Trace in the process.
He stretched his arm out to Justin like he had done earlier at the beach.
Justin welcomed the hand this time, grabbing it.  He stood from his chair,
with the assistance of Brian, and walked away from the table.  Brian
escorted him to the dancefloor, hand-in-hand.
		Trace skipped over to the table he had been sitting at.  He looked over
the inhabitants of the table, smiling at each.  His search stopped on Jenny,
offering her a loving gaze.  His hand soon protruded in her direction,
requesting something silently.  Lynn observed him with approving eyes.
"Will you dance with me Jen?" Trace ultimately asked her.  Jenny smiled in a
daze.  She affectionately grabbed Trace's hand and stood from her chair.
She allowed Trace to usher her to the dancefloor, finding a spot next to
Brian and Justin.
		"Hmmph, kids.  Let's show them how it's really done sweetheart." Paul
declared, directing his words towards his wife, Lynn.  He placed his napkin
on the table, abruptly standing from his seat.  He slowly pulled out his
wife's chair as she stood.  "You're so gallant." Lynn teased him.  She
followed him out into the dancefloor, listening as Danay began her intro
into the song.

	Mmmmm, mmmmmm
	Ooh, mmmm, mmm

	At last
	Our love is coming along
	My lonely days are over
	And life is like a song

	At last
	The skies above are blue
	My heart was wrapped up in clovers
	The night I looked at you

		Justin pulled his fingers through Brian's hair, gazing into his powdery
blue eyes.  The moment was perfect for them.  They couldn't sense anyone
around them.  They were alone in their minds.  Nothing could touch them as
they danced and held each other.  Justin caressed Brian's chiseled cheek,
fondling every curve that made up his husband's face.  He felt Brian's grip
on his hips get tigether as the music continued on.  He smiled.  "This is
nice." he whispered, casually running his cheek over Brian's.  Brian nodded,
staying focused on dancing with Justin to the song that melted his heart.
He brushed his hands up and down Justin's back.  His lips found Justin's
earlobe and suckled the tender flesh.  "God, I love you." he said without
reservation.  The emotions running through his blood caused him to become
weak.  Surviving a year of marriage, of endless love made Brian a stronger
man.

	I found a dream
	That I could speak to
	A dream that I can call my own
	I found a thrill to press my cheek to
	A thrill that I've never known

		Nikki was unsure of how she ended up on the dancefloor in J.C.'s arms, but
it happened.  She was dancing closley with the man she wanted to love
desperately.  She had to control herself because she knew how J.C. felt.  He
was in love with Nick, something he rarely declared without grimacing.  Only
Nikki knew the truth.  Only she could see the changes that were occuring in
J.C.  Even as J.C. looked upon Lance and Bryce as they danced, Nikki knew
J.C. was battling with something else besides dealing with Lance finally
moving on.  "Josh, what are we doing?" she finally asked her ex-boyfriend as
they hugged closer.  J.C. closed his eyes, enjoying the sounds of Danay's
soothing voice.  "What do you mean Peaches?" he wondered, his hands
smoothing over her back.  He pressed his nose into her neck to take in a
deep breath of her perfume again.  Nikki lightly bit down on her bottom lip.
  She felt unsure.  "I mean me and you, Josh.  What are we doing?  Why do we
keep running back to each other and we never mean it?  Do we want anything
from each other?" Nikki shot off questions as they danced slower.  She
snesed J.C.'s head lifting and she turned so that she could look into his
eyes.  She knew every answer she desired would be written into J.C.'s
glassy-blue orbs.
		J.C. gave her an uncertain glance.  He was speechless for that brief
second in between notes.  "I... I.. I don't know Peaches.  Something inside
of me won't let me let go of you." J.C. replied honestly.  Nikki watched a
clear film of tears slither into J.C.'s eyes.  He was hurting and she didn't
know why.  He was sheltering emotions.  Nikki knew it wasn't the time for
her to demand a decision of J.C.  She only held him tighter, leaving all her
other questions in the air out of respect for J.C.'s feelings.

	You smile, you smile
	Oh when the empty spell was cast
	And here we are in Heaven
	For, for, for, for you are mine at last
	At last

		As Danay crooned the final note of the song, the couples drew apart,
applauding clamorously for her.  Danay had a gleam surrounding her face.
She glanced at the band with a debonair look in her eyes.  She turned to her
friends again, grabbing tightly onto the microphone-stand.  "Now let's get a
little hot in here." Danay purred, snapping her fingers, which initiated the
band to play a classic swing song.  Danay hopped from her position on the
stage, quickly running out to the dancefloor to encourage her friends to
dance to the funky, big band, jive-hitting melody.  It didn't take much
effort from Danay before a majority of the couples attempted to dance in the
modern style of swing.
		"I've seen 'Swingers', I can handle this." Lance insisted, grabbing
Bryce's smooth hand so that they could dance.  Bryce laughed incorrigibly.
He happily aspired to swing dance with Lance, still he knew he'd have little
success.  "Come on." Danay clapped, cheering on Paul and Lynn as they
strutted over the dancefloor.  She hollered in Lance and Bryce's direction,
encouraging them onward.
		Brian began to shake his hips in time with the beat, pulling his tie even
looser and unbuttoning the collar button on his shirt, stretching out his
collar so he could feel comfortable.  He skidded closer to Justin, throwing
a hand on Justin's waist and yanking him toward his own body.  Justin
snickered helplessly, trying to keep up with his husband's feet.  "Let's
jive baby." Brian groaned.  He ground his roughly against Justin's.  Justin
fleetly nibbled on his lower lip, trying not to scream out in pleasure on
the dancefloor.  His right hand clenched Brian's tie, holding onto as he
tried to pull away.  "You're going to make me nut all over the floor."
Justin hissed, smiling unconsciously when feeling Brian's erect member
through his pants.  Brian gave him a reckless smirk.  He spun around so that
his butt was now firmly pressed on Justin's crotch, moving in an up and down
motion.  "Mmmph, making you cum wouldn't be so bad." Brian laughed, rubbing
his ass over every portion of Justin's covered genitalia.  Justin clutched
onto Brian's hips, shutting his eyes.  "Ooh, I hate you." Justin hissed,
striving not to dance with Brian.  Brian continued to chuckle, running a
hand over Justin's cheek.  "Earlier you said that you loved me." Brian
snickered, proceeding to arouse Justin.
		"So what inspired this new 'do?" Chris asked Mandy as he, Joey, Veronica,
and Mandy remained seated at a table.  Mandy drew her hand through her
blonde hair, feeling the few section where she had deep red highlights
running through it.  She flipped her hair back and smiled.  "We were at an
RCA event the other day and we ran into Christina Aguilera.  She has the
same thing, except most of her hair is red now.  I told her I liked it and
Chistina said that I should do the same to my hair.  So here ya go." Mandy
replied, shakking her hair around.  the straight blonde-scarlet hair was a
compliment to Mandy's look.  "I thought she just wanted to be like me." Joey
gleamed, drawing his own fingers through his reddish-brown hair.  Mandy
puckered her lips at him.  "Always Superman." she crooned, patting his hand.
		"Daddy!" Angel interrupted them with his shout as he pointed towards his
dancing fathers.  Veronica looked up from her plate of food to see the
couple still dancing furiously.  She therw a hand over her mouth as she
watched them.  "Yep, that's your parents all right.  The little freaks!"
Joey shouted out, trying to get his voice to reach over the blaring band.
"Joey!  Cover his eyes." Mandy hissed, reaching over the table to place a
hand over Angel's face.  Chris fell into a loud laughter, watching the scene
before him as Brian and Justin danced erotically and Mandy and Veronica
endeavored to keep Angel from seeing his parents.
		The celebration moved on for only an hour more.  Most of the attendants
need a solemn night's rest to recooperate from the lengthy tour they had
been trekking on.  That seemed like the perfect option for Brian and Justin
as they laid comfortably on the bed in Justin's hotel room.  Brian laid with
his head resting on Justin's chest and his legs entangled with Justin's.
Near their feet slept Tyke, his head laying on his paws.  Curled up next to
Justin was Angel, his head laying on one of the pillows and his body barely
covered by his baby blue blanket.  Justin twisted his fingers through
Brian's golden-brown hair.  He listened to Brian's soft breathing.  Brian
was like a little child under Justin's fingers.  The sensation, for him, was
staggering.
		Justin kept his head propped by a folded pillow while eyeing the
television.  On the screen was the movie 'Playing By Heart.'  Brian looked
on as Angelina Jolie and Ryan Phillipe causually chatted in a jazzy bar.
Brian snuggled tigether to his husband, resting a hand on his thigh.  "You
know you really look like him." Brian commented, satring directly at the
efatures of Ryan Phillipe's face.  Justin rolled his eyes promptly, licking
his lips.  "Especially sicne you cut your hair.  It's like ya'll are one in
the same.  In fact, if I went to a party and you two were there, I wouldn't
know which one of you was my husband." Brian bragged.  He tugged on Justin's
free hand and brought it to his lips.  He kissed Justin's knuckles.  Justin
slowly yanked away his hand, trying to concentrate on the movie.  "We don't
look anything alike.  And you'd know who was your husband because I'd have
the bigger dick." Justin asserted, dragging his fingers over the back of
Brian's head.  Brian elbowed Justin with little agitation.  "Ya'll look just
alike, the hair and everything.  That's probably why you always wear
bandannas." Brian insisted, snatching Justin's hand back to hold it.  He
interlocked their fingers so that Justin could not flee.  Justin, again,
rolled his eyes.  He felt silly knowing Brian stated something that was true
at times.  Justin was now wearing a baby blue bandanna, but only for
casualness, not for distinction.  "Whatever you say Rocky." Justin sighed,
kissing the top of Brian's head.
		Justin rolled his head so that he could look to his left and check on
Angel.  Sure enough, his son still slept quietly on the bed.  "We've got a
good son." Justin whispered when turning his head back to the other side.
"Mmm hmmm." Brian hummed as his eyes began to droop.  He could hear the
quiet sounds of crackling in the distance, signaling the fireworks show that
was being performed all over California.  Brian smiled smally.  "Happy
anniversary babe." Brian whispered.  He kissed the back of Justin's hand.
Justin licked his lips again, continuing to pet Brian's head.  "I hope we
have fifty more." Justin said.  He twirled his forefinger through Brian's
locks.  "A hundred more." Brian agreed, yawning softly.  He ran his hand
over Justin's thigh and allowed his eyes to close.  "A thousand more."
Justin grinned, observing his husband as he gradually fell asleep on his
chest.  He sucked in his lower lip and glanced at the television.  "Exactly!
  Talking about love is like dancing about architecture." Angelina Jolie
said in a mono tone.
		"Justin..." Brian's voice began to hum.  Justin turned his crystal-blue
eyes down to look at Brian.  Brian began to crawl up Justin with a sullen
face.  "Hmmm?" Justin wondered.  Brian nuzled his face to Justin's neck,
breathing in Justin's lingering cologne.  He staggered to sit up as he
snuggled with Justin.  "I'm really glad I married you and I really, really,
really love you." Brian said in a soft undertone, kissing the hollow of
Justin's neck.  Justin hugged onto Brian. holding him safe in his arms as
Brian nuzzled his neck.  "Oh, Brian, I'm glad I married you too.  You're the
best." Justin sighed with pride running through every letter.  He held Brian
tightly as they both began to fall asleep on the bed, Brian's head laying on
Justin's shoulder and Justin's legs still entangled with Brian's.
		Another day breezed by to the early evening hours.  A conference room in
the hotel was rented out for a different purpose.  It was not for a long
meeting, for an uncomfortable business chat, for a press conference, or for
a athletic celebration.  Instead it was being used as a a party room, a
celebration for a child that is a miracle of life.
		The day had started with a mediocre shopping trip to Toys 'R Us and
continued with a trip to a local carnival.  It was an unlikely event for
Lynn Harliss not to want to throw another party, this time to celebrate the
one-year birthday of her grandson, Angel Sebastian Timber Littrell.
		"Oh Lord!" Veronica exclaimed as she looked at the present Justin had just
unwrapped for his son.  The group that consisted of family and friends sat
around in a circle as they looked on Brian and Justin open up pakacges for
their son.  Angel seemed to watch with content eyes, tearing at the already
ripped wrapping paper from time-to-time.  Now the eyes of the room watched
as Justin pulled out the contents of the present from Chris.  "Chris." Lynn
sighed, covering her mouth as she looked at the gift.  "What?!  What did I
do this time?" Chris questioned in an innocent fashion.  Justin glanced up
to Chris with a doubting expression.  "Chris, this is a bit much." Justin
said in a mono tone while holding up the package.  The residents of the room
glared at the package before gasping uncontrollably.  Every eye in the room
stared at the package of underwear that was held up in Justin's hand.  "It's
got the little Scooby Doo's on 'em, like when we were kids.  I figured he'd
want to rock the whitey-tighty's like his fathers do." Chris gleamed, still
attempting to sound innocent.  Small chuckles were heard in the room, but a
majority was silence.  "It's not cute." Justin said with a hollow voice,
dropping the pakcage of underwear back into the box he retrieved them from.
Chris shrugged, trying to withhold his smug grin.  "Nice one bro'." Joey
giggled, patting Chris' back as Justin moved onto the next present.  "I was
going to buy them matching pairs." Chris sighed, again endeavoring to remain
legitimate.
		Justin fumbled through the next package, searching for the entrance into
the box that held Angel's next gift.  "Aaww, look at this." Brian chimed,
lifting up a stuffed Winnie the Pooh doll.  Brian placed the stuffed doll
down in front of his son.  Angel looked at the doll with fond curiosity.
"Doesn't he already have that one?" Lynn asked, examining the toy from her
position.  Brian shook his head quickly, grabbing either sides of the doll
and giving them a light squeeze.  The toy began to shake animately as it
produced a laughing sound that was similiar to the animated Winnie the Pooh.
  Angel grinned with laughter, gradually giggling with the toy as it moved.
Brian's eyes danced with fascination as he observed his son's fun-loving
reaction to the toy.
		"Awww, look at that!" Nikki cooed as Justin finally pulled the contents
out of the box.  Justin drew out a small bandanna, baby blue like one he
wore the day before.  Justin felt a grin split his lips.  It was a tiny
kerchief, one that could fit on Angel's head.  "It wasn't easy to find."
Veronica said aloud, hoping to receive some praise.  Justin laughed quietly,
still staring at teh cloth.  "Thanks V." he finally said as he lowered the
bandanna and carefully placing it back into its box.  "She went to four
malls just to find that blasted thing." Jenny snickered, flipping back her
hair.  Veronica smirked proudly.  "And the wrapping wasn't easy either."
Veronica added, crossing her arms.  Nikki gave her a crooked glance.  "Geez,
girl, what do you want?  A kiss or something?" Mandy teased her, shoving her
playfully.  Veronica puckered her lips automatically, drawing out laughter
from the group.  "She is such a tease." Danay giggled, looking on as Brian
opened another gift.
		Angel toyed with the balloon Brian had purchased for him earlier at the
carnival.  On one of his cheeks, a halo was painted on it.  Justin and Brian
had taken him to get his face painted and happily paid for the halo to be
painted on their Heaven-sent son's face.  "Do you want something to drink
kiddo?" Brian asked, offering his son a bottle of apple juice.  Angel looked
up from his tanglement with the balloon.  "Peez Da." he said briskly.  Brian
smiled and handed his son the bottle.  Angel pleasently snatched up the
bottle and placed it to his lips.  "Don't drink too much, it's almost time
for cake." Brian warned his son, scruffing his hair while talking.
		"Aaaww, you can tell who Angel's going to run to when he needs a hug."
Lance stated as he watched Brian and Angel.  Bryce kept his arms wrapped
around Lance's neck, his eyes drifting over to Angel, his God-son.  He
smiled on Angel.  "Nah, he's Daddy's little boy." Bryce remarked, giving
Justin a humble look.  Justin winked at him before moving on to the next
gift.  Bryce kissed the top of Lance's head, still watching Brian, Justin,
and Angel interact.  It was as if the party was only attended by the family.
  'Maybe one day me and him will be that lucky.' Bryce thought, hugging
Lance a little tighter.  Lance snuggled his head, as best he could, to
Bryce's neck.
		The lights around the room began to dim a little and eyes ran to Brian
carrying a tray with a large cake on it.  Coos began to sing through the
room as Brian carried the cake over to the small table Angel sat at.  He
crouched down next to Angel and watched the flames of the candles dance in
Angel's soft blue eyes.  Justin offered a loving smirk to Brian.
		Nikki, J.C., Chris, Danay, Veronica, Mandy, and Joey stood behind Brian as
he carried the cake.  They all had smiles touching their lips as they
watched Brian set the lit cake down next to his son.  Chris began to snap
his fingers, leading each of them to prepare themselves.  "Five... six...
five, six, seven, eight..." Chris said as he snapped his fingers in a steady
beat.

	Happy birthday to you
	Happy birthday to you
	Happy birthday, dear Angel
	Happy birthday to you
	Oh, happy birthday
	Happy, happy birthday
	Happy birthday to you

		As their strong harmony ended, J.C. taking the final high note with Nikki
following, the lights returned to their full brightness and applause filled
the room.  "Aaaw man that was tight!  I mean come on, we want a standing
ovation here." Chris complained with little seriousness.  J.C. elbowed him
to silence his senseless banter.  "We should all form up and make a group.
We could call ourselves '*N O Sense'.  Get it?  The *N from *NSYNC and then
O from them and we're sort of losing our minds, but we're together and..."
Chris felt the eyes falling on him in slow sections.  He could see that his
humor was inappropriate for the moment.  He held his tongue and allowed the
attention to fall back on Angel.
		Brian and Justin were crouched down next to their son, each occupying
their own side of him.  "Go ahead Timber, blow 'em out." Brian encouraged
his son, drawing the cake closer to his son.  Angel cringed a little when
looking at the candles.  He was taught to fear fire and his instincts
reacted quickly.  "Oh no!  Oh no!" Angel cried out, small tears forming in
his eyes.  Justin raised his brow while listening to Angel.  He grabbed his
right hand and held it loosely.  "It's okay Bastian." he assured Angel,
petting his hand.  Angel whimpered, latching his other hand onto Justin's
middle finger.  He tugged at his father, hoping for some relief.  Justin
took in his lower lip and then looked at Brian.  He could see Brian's
thoughts through his eyes.  He spotted the anxiety in Brian's face.  "Come
on, it's okay Bastian." Justin spoke up, lifting Angel from his high-chair
and taking him into his arms.  "He's just a little scared, that's all."
Nikki offered up some relief as the others looked on.  Brian quickly knelt
forward and blew out the candles on the cake.  He did not want to prolong
Angel's suffering.  "The little tike will be fine in a minute." Chris
assured his friends, moving aside so that he could support Justin and try to
pull a smile from Angel.
		Justin tapped the end of Angel's nose as Brian and Nikki quickly pulled
the candles from the cake.  "Don't worry Bastian, Dad took care of the
problem." Justin whispered, brushing his own nose against Angel's.  "Yeah,
Dad's taking care of it right now Baby Angel." Chris added, rubbing his hand
over Angel's light blonde hair.  the child clunched onto Justin.  His eyes
watched as the cake lost its colorful flame.  "Look at you.  All ready for
fatherhood." Jenny noted, nudging Chris as he pet Angel's head.  Chris gave
her an offbeat grin.  "I may be wild, but I know I'm ready for marriage and
fatherhood." Chris gleamed, running a finger through one of the many blonde
highlights in Jenny's brown hair.  Trace perked an eyebrow up with a fuzzy
look when eyeing Chris and Jenny.  "Watch out Kirkpatrick, my girl doesn't
like older men." he said, with a slightly cold voice, hugging his arm around
Jenny's waist.  Chris gave Trace a few quick glances, sizing him up as most
men would.  He crossed his arms, leaning in Justin's direction.  "Pint size,
I don't want your girl.  I've got a whole harem." Chris jested.  Justin
listened curiously and laughed silently when hearing Chris' bold statement.
		"Justin, Randy's on the phone.  He said he tried to call your cell phone,
but there was no answer." the sound of Justin's mother's country voice rung
through his ears and caused him to turn and look at her.  She held out her
cellular phone to him with a straight face.  Justin sensed that his mother
and his father could still not hold an amicable conversation with each
other.  He eased closer to his mother, searching for assistance as he moved.
  "Oh man, I left my phone upstairs because I didn't want anyone to
interrupt the party." Justin grumbled, running his eyes over the room.  With
question, Nikki offered her arms to Justin.  She knew he would need
assistance with Angel if he was going to take the phone call.  Justin gave
her a grateful smile, passing his son along to her.  "I'll be over there
with Josh." she whispered, informing Justin of her whereabouts before she
walked over to her ex-boyfriend, carrying Angel safely in her arms.
		Lynn glanced around herself quickly.  "Veronica, Danay, help Brian with
the cake." Lynn ordered, seeing Brian struggle to cut the cake and still
hand out pieces.  She again pushed the phone in Justin's direction while
trying to situate the room.  "Paul and I are going to gather up some of
these gifts and get them ready for Q and Marc to take upstairs." Lynn
informed her son, still trying to rid herself of the phone.  Justin quickly
reached out and grabbed the phone, nodding for his mother.  "Thanks Ma." he
said briskly as he walked away with the phone in his hand.
		"Hello?" Justin said with a small voice.  "Hey son." the sound of
Randall's voice warmed Justin's spirit.  He ran a hand oevr his curly hair
and smiled.  "Hey Daddy." he said with pride, walking through the room with
careful feet.  "How are ya son?  Holding up good?" Randall asked in a hefty
Southern twang.  Justin giggled quietly.  "Yeah, I'm doing really good
Daddy.  Things are fine.  Angel's good... and so is Brian." Justin replied,
halting his walk.  He lookeda round the room while listening.  "That's good
to hear.  I'm glad the little guy's holding up.  I was kinda worried about
ya'll when I heard Angel was sick and in the hospital last month." Randall
spoke clearly, expressing feelings to Justin he had not had the chance to.
Justin lowered his smirk.  He tried not to think of the moment he called his
father and informed him of the incident.  "Bastian's fine now.  He's as
playful as ever." Justin assured his birth father.  He scratched the very
top of his strawberry blonde head.  "Good, good.  I called to wish him a
happy birthday." Randall cheered up.  Justin nodded with a growing grin.
"Oh yeah, and to wish you and Brian a belated anniversary.  Sorry I couldn't
call you yesterday, but I took Lisa, Steven and Jonathan to a cabin for the
holiday." Randall stated with a ringing joy in his voice.  "Oh you did?
Must've been fun." Justin said with politeness slipping through his teeth.
"It was nice.  I think it would've been nicer with you, Brian, and Angel
there.  Sort of a big family thing." Randall replied, hinting toward his
son.  Justin laughed.  "Well, you know the tour is swinging by Memphis in a
couple of weeks Daddy.  I already told Johnny that I needed to spend the day
with you, Lisa, and my bro's." Justin assured his father, beginning his walk
again.  "Good!" Randall chimed, releasing his own rustic laugh.
		Justin strolled over to the area that Veronica and Danay dipped up pieces
of cake.  "Plus you know that Veronica would kill me if she didn't get a
chance to see Jonathan." Justin added, nudging Veronica with his hip.
Veronica nodded with her quirky smirk.  He smiled when hearing his father
chuckle again.  "Ah, that Veronica is a crazy one, Justin.  I know
Jonathan's just dying to see her again.  She hasn't come home to visit her
folks in a bit." Randall responded chipperly.  Justin ran a hand over
Veronica's kinky hair, sighing questionably.  "The girls don't really get
much time off now a days Daddy.  They're out here with us all the time,
working hard as ever." Justin explained shortly.  He slipped away from
Veronica so that he could escape from the oncoming background noises of the
room.  "Oh, I know son.  That busines keeps you extremely busy." Randall
assured Justin.  "But we're still going to make it a point to bring Angel by
to see you and the fam'." Justin jumped in, making sure he covered all areas
of his plans.  "Good, good.  We're looking forward to that Just." Randall
responded without mockery.  This pleased Justin immensely.  He felt tension
slowly being lifted from his body.
		"Justin, someone's here and just dying to speak to you.  So will you
please do me a favor and talk to your little brother before he drives me up
a wall?" Randall suddenly requested with a small hiss.  Justin laughed
quietly.  He was aware of his father's short patience.  "Sure Daddy.  Put
him on the phone." Justin agreed happily, finding a seat a corner of the
room.  He hunched over, striving to ignore the noise of the room.  He slid
his fingers through his curls, waiting to hear his half-brother's voice
again.
		"Hello?" the sound of a peewee-like voice came into the phone.  Justin
perked up with a gregarious smirk.  "What's up Jonathan?" Justin said
slowly.  He heard a small alguh from his brother.  "Hey Justin!" Jonathan
briskly said, his voice raising an octive.  Justin bit his lower lip, still
holding his grin.  "How ya doing Jonathan?" Justin asked with a low voice.
"Fine.  How's Angel?" Jonathan released a question that burned through his
tongue.  "He's fine.  He's just eating some cake right now." Justin
responded, taking a quick glance to the area Angel was in.  He spotted Brian
laughing hysterically whole Angel smashed his hands around his cake, trying
to feed himself.  Icing covered his lips with a mixture of smashed yellow
cake.  Justin briskly restrained a laugh, abruptly ripping his eyes from his
son.  "Today's his birthday?" Jonathan wondered innocently.  Justin lnead
back in the chair, reclining happily.  "Yep.  Your nephew is a year-old
today." Justin replied, tilting his head to one side.  He played with the
tail of his shirt while awaiting Jonathan's next comment.  "Steven's
two-years-old.  And Daddy says he's an uncle, just like me!" Jonathan
cheered, brightening the smile on Justin's pouty red lips.  "Yeah, Steven's
an uncle too.  Both of ya'll are Angel's uncles." Justin stated.  "And
you're a Daddy now!" Jonathan boasted with a small laugh.  Justin giggled
with him.  He missed spending humorous moments with his younger brothers.
They were fond memories etched into his mind.  "That's right, I'm a Daddy
now." Justin fleamed, still awe-stricken by the thought.
		Justin twisted a final curl before hearing Angel's irresistable laughter.
He glanced over to the table that Angel was playing peek-a-boo at with
Brian.  He nibbled on a portion of his lower lip, smiling brightly.  "Daddy
says that you and Brian are great daddies and that you really care for
Angel." Jonathan cooed.  Justin's eyebrow arched with disbelief.  He had to
catch himself from dropping the phone.  "He said that?" Justin shot out a
suspicious inquiry.  "Uh huh, he told me.  He told me that I would egt to
see Angel soon and so would Steven and he said that you and Brian take care
of him a lot and are great daddies for him." Jonathan babbled out to his
older brother.  Justin sat in amazement.  He had never heard his father
speak the words himself, express the emotions in a vocal way.  It didn't
hurt or agigtate Justin, only amazed him.  His father couldn't admit it, but
Justin knew that his father respected Justin as a father.  It was a new
emotion that feasted on Justin's spirit.
		Justin's mind was awaken by the sound of Jonathan's voice.  "I'm coming
Daddy!" he shouted out, his voice blaring into the cellular phone.  Justin
cringed.  "Justin, Daddy says I have to go now." Jonathan declared
restlessly.  "Okay bro'.  Tell Daddy, Mom, and Steven that I love them.  And
you'll get to see Angel soon bro', okay?" Justin therw out everything in one
breath.  "Yep!  Can't wait!" Jonathan chimed.  Justin could feel his smile
through the phone and he yearned for it.  "Aight bro', stay jiggy." Justin
said casually, allowing his half-brother to hang up the phone as he did the
same.  He sat back intot eh chair with a smug grin.  'My Daddy thinks I'm a
good Daddy.' was the only thought running through his youthful mind.
		"God, I really wish you weren't leaving." Justin lamented.  He was no
longer thinking about his concise conversation with his younger brother.  He
was now cuddled tightly to Brian on the couch in the dressing room.  Again,
the room was barely occupied outside of Brian and Justin.  Lea sat in a
corner of the room, tying up Angel's white bandanna around his head while
Lonnie resided in another corner flipping through a magazine.  "I know Just.
  I hate it too, but it's been a good three days." Brian whispered, rubbing
his thumb over the bottom of Justin's cheek, near his chin.  He traced
Justin's jaw with a small frown.  The skin was warm, soothing under his
touch.  He didn't want to picture the nights he was going to have to spend
without it again.  "It's still not long enough." Justin pouted, rubbing his
back against Brian's chest.  Brian giggled softly.  "If it was up to you,
I'd be here for every show of the tour." Brian snickered.
		Justin's body was resting in between his legs, one of Brian's legs hanging
off the end of the couch while his other leg rested on the couch, his knee
bent and up in the air.  "You'll be back when I go to Memphis, right?"
Justin wondered.  He brushed his hair against Brian's chin.  Brian slid one
of his hands down Justin's body until he met with his left pec.  "Mmm hmmm.
I'll catch a flight out with Angel so we can go see your father and the
family." Brian agreed, already aware of Justin's plans.
		Justin sighed unpleasently.  He couldn't seem to find a comfortable
position.  He placed his right hand on top of Brian's hand, taking in a deep
breath.  "One year, huh?" Justin whispered, admiring Brian's wedding ring.
He felt Brian kiss the top of his head.  The action caused him to force out
a small smile.  "It's been the best year." Brian said softly, his country
accent wrapping around Justin in a tight form.  Justin laced his fingers
with Brian's.  He liked looking at their hands together.  It was proof that
couples could survive the hardest tasks in life.  "I want another baby." he
whispered unconsciously.  'Shit.' he thought to himself after the statement
had slipped out.  He didn't know what he weas thinking, what was making him
feel that way.  He didn't believe it was wrong, but he knew Brian would not
approve.
		As Brian played with a few strands of Justin's hair, Justin felt a little
less worried.  He was still unsure of how Brian took the declaration, but he
felt he had to stand on his ground.  "Now?" Brian asked him.  He tightened
his grip with Justin's hand, searching for an expedient reply.  Justin
licked his lips promptly.  "No, not now Bri.  But I want another baby, a
brother or sister for Angel.  I didn't have a brother or sister growing up
and I knew how that can be.  Plus I feel that we're doing good enough with
Angel that we can surely handle another child." Justin declared, sitting up
on the couch.  He had forgotten that Lea, Angel, and Lonnie were still
seated in the room.  At the second, he didn't care.  He twisted his body so
that he faced Brian, hoping to receive an agreeable expression.
		Brian remained slouched on the furniture.  He thought deeply.  It was a
subject that they both loved, but Brian always thought they'd wait until
Angel was at least three before adopting another son or a daughter.  He
sucked in his cheeks, keeping Justin in waiting.  "Rocky... Rocky, you know
that we can do it.  Our careers may be sort of topsy-turvy right now, but we
can slow them down.  It's our choice and our's only." Justin offered a
stable argument.  Brian continued to hold Justin's hand as his thoughts
proceeded in their own direction.  "Justin." Brian barely got out the name,
his eyes finally looking into Justin's.  An inner child was calling on Brian
through Justin's eyes.  He could see it clearly.  "Not before December Just.
  That's the earliest we'll try, but... I just think we need a little more
time raising Angel." Brian finally responded to Justin's statement.  He felt
it was an inappropriate time for a debate, especially one that concerned
Angel.
		A knock came to the door, breaking Brian and Justin's obvious silence.
Nikki pushed the door open, peering inside.  She spotted Brian adn Justin in
a small tanglement on the couch.  She had a diminutive frown on her face,
her eyes reflecting the words she had to speak.  "Hey guys, the car's here."
she spoke as she entered the room.  She bit down on her lower lip, waiting
for some movement in the room.
		Justin was the first to stand, followed by Lonnie and then Lea.  Justin
strolled over to Lea with a gentle smile.  He stopped right in front her.
"Take care of ya'self Lea.  Don't have too much fun in O-Town." Justin said,
offering his arms for a hug.  Lea gracious obliged, wrapping her arms around
Justin's neck.  She gave him a bantam peck on the cheek, holding him
tightly.  "Try not to go to too many clubs now that we're gone." Lea
giggled, pulling away.  A clear film of tears outlined her powdery blue
eyes.  Justin shook his head, smiling to cover his suffering.  "I'll be in
no later than ten." Justin assured her, rubbing his hand over her face.  Lea
nodded, blinking out a set of tears.  "I'll be calling to make sure." she
laughed, attempting to hold back any other tears that wanted to run from her
eyes.
		Justin turned his attention down to his son, who was slowly falling asleep
in Lea's arms.  "Come here Bastian." Justin grumbled, pulling Angel up into
his own arms.  He held Angel tightly as Angel cluntched onto him.  He sighed
with tears forming in his eyes.  "Daddy's going to be away for awhile, but
I'll see you when your Dad comes to visit." Justin whispered into Angel's
ear.  Lea watched as Justin's nose turned red and his cheeks were touched
with a shade of scarlet.  She pressed her eyes together to release another
pair of tears.  "Be good for Dad.  You know how grumpy he can be." Justin
joked with Angel, bringing a smile to the exhausted boy's face.  Justin
brushed his hand over Angel's scarf-covered head.  "You're one now Angel.
You're on your way to becoming a big man." Justin smirked.  He sniffled
softly.  He held in tears that he did not want Angel to see.
		"Justin, I don't mean to rush this but you'll have to start getting ready
for the show and the press will start showing up.  We have to get Brian,
Angel, and Lea out of here before that.  Plus they have a plane to catch."
Lonnie spoke up in a sonorous voice, causing Justin to steal his eyes away
from Angel.  Justin nodded sadly.  He kissed the top of Angel's head and
gave him a final hug.  "Don't have too much fun with my Sebastian." Justin
warned Lea in a playful way.  She giggled lowly, taking Angel back into her
arms.  Justin released Angel, petting his cheek one last time before walking
away from him.
		"Come here Curly." Brian said wholesomely.  He held his arms open for
Justin to emerge into.  Justin gave him a sour grin, walking into the
embrace.  "I'm not going to miss you, you brat." Justin laughed, hugging
Brian firmly.  He kissed Brian's cheek while holding him.  "Well too bad,
because I'm going to miss you." Brian giggled, hugging him with all of his
force.  He kissed Justin's forehead and then let his kisses start to trace
lower.  His lips met the bridge of Justin's nose and then the tip of his
nose.  "You're just going to miss kissing me." Justin teased him, letting
his lips part for Brian's quick kiss.  Brian nodded with a loud grin.  "And
holding you and talking with you and making love to you." Brian said
quietly, brushing his lips against Justin's again.  Justin welcomed the
kiss.  Brian made the farewell easier for Justin.  It was less depressing as
it was memorable.  "I guess that means you wish we would have had sex."
Justin whispered into Brian's ear before kissing his lobe.  He ran his hands
up and down Brian's back in a comforting way.  "Uhm, well, watching you jack
off in the shower this morning was good enough." Brian whispered back,
quickly kissed Justin's chin before laughing.  Justin felt the fire in his
cheeks as he blushed heavily.
		"Tease." Justin giggled, lightly shoving Brian back.  "No." Brian crooned,
holding onto Justin so that he could dive in for another kiss.  Justin
accepted it without hesitation.  He opened his lips as Brian's tongue began
to probe his mouth.  Brian slithered the length of his tongue across and
over Justin's, touching it with a shiver.  Justin released a moan into
Brian's mouth.  He grabbed the back of Brian's head and held him for the
kiss, making sure each felt the sensations that they desired.
		Justin was the first to pull back, smiling uncontrollably.  He used the
back of his hand to wipe away any remains of saliva, his eyes never leaving
Brian's.  "You suck." he puffed out.  He stuck his tongue out at Brian,
gently massaging his shoulders.  Brian pouted.  "Oh, there's something I
want to suck all right." Brian began to speak.  "All right you two, come
on." Lonnie interrupted them again.  Brian groaned with disappointment.  "It
was just getting to the good part." Brian sighed, tilting his head backward.
  Justin laughed at the sounds Brian made.  He ran a hand over the small of
Brian's back and then started to hug him again.  "Bye Rocky." Justin finally
whispered.  "I love you Justin." Brian managed to get out of his tight
throat.  He kissed the top of Justin's head once more and peeled away from
him.  "I love you too." Justin whispered as his husband, his nanny, and his
son left the room.
		Ping.  It was definitely the sound that came from a bell, one that
belonged to the elevator.  The door slid openly slowly after the sound
resounded through the hall.  Veronica, Lance, Justin, J.C., Dre, Mike,
Mandy, and Jenny all exited the elevator.  "Hot show tonight fellas." Mandy
chimed, placing a hand on Lance's shoulder as they walked.  Lance nodded
happily, still toweling off some remaining sweat from his head.  "California
is definetely on fire." Veronica agreed, strolling down the hall with a
careless smile.  "Cali's on fire like Mandy's hair." Justin gleamed, tossing
a few strands of Mandy's straight, blonde-red hair aside.  Mandy shot him a
grin.  She continued to strut with Lance by her side.  "She's trying
something different." Veronica chimed, pinching Justin's arm.  Justin
screeched out, rubbing his arm quickly.  "I say we do the same thing V."
Lance turned his head to glance over his shoulder and speak to Veronica.
Veronica brought her eyes over to Lance's very pale ones.  She was
intriguied by the idea.  "Like?" she dug for more information.  Lance slide
his arm around Mandy's waist and thought over the notion.  "You should dye
the tips of your hair red." Mandy suggestd, playfully running her hand over
Lance's flat hair.  Lance arched his eyebrow with wonder.  He began to
ponder the idea.  "Yeah and I'll put blue streaks in my curls!" Veronica
cheered, snapping her fingers.  Lance again turned to her.  "Red and blue?"
Lance said softly, lowering his brow with confusion.  Veronica nodded
automatically.  "It's spunky." Veronica giggled.  Lance shrugged, the image
forming in his mind.  'Sounds pretty cool.' Lance smiled to himself.
		Lance's thoughts were discontinued when he felt a finger tapping on his
shoulder.  He took in his lower lip, sucking on it by habit, and turned his
head.  He glanced into J.C.'s mirror-blue eyes.  There were questions
written into them.  Lance felt his heart jump when reading thoughts that he
knew J.C. must have had.  "Can we talk, like, now?" J.C. requested softly,
running a hand over Lance's arm.  Lance glared at the hand as it moved.  It
was sentimental.  Lance nodded for a response, pulling his arm from around
Mandy.
		Lance turned to his longtime friend, disguising his concern for J.C.'s
expression.  "Hey, I'll catch up with ya a bit later Blondie." Lance said
toward Mandy, causing her to look at him as they walked.  Mandy read his
expressions quickly, seeing a hint of deceit in his pale green eyes.  She
gave him a small nod.  "Okay, but you better not be long.  Me and the girls
are heading down to a club for one last night on the town here in Cali'."
Mandy stated, presenting him a perky grin.  Lance smiled back and then
nodded.  "You got it." he voiced, turning to walk in the direction of his
room.  Mandy eyed him, watching as J.C. began to follow Lance towards his
room.  'Don't do anything foolish James.' Mandy said in her mind, continuing
to walk with the rest of the group.
		Lance pushed open the door to his room, throwing his keycard onto the
small desk near the door and dropping the towel he carried near the dresser.
  "Hey, could we make this quick Josh?  Bryce should be on his way up and
I..." Lance caught himself.  He turned and stared at J.C.  "You don't want
him to see your ex-boyfriend in here with you." J.C. finished Lance's
statement.  He could read Lance easily.  At one point in his life, it was
his job.  No one else seemed to understand the young man's thoughts and
emotions.  "He might get jealous." Lance smiled, explaining himself briefly.
  J.C. nodded with an even smile.
		Lance strolled over to the stereo and flipped it on, unaware of what CD he
had left in the player.  "Lance, I wanted to know what's really going on
between you and Bryce.  I mean, why are you with him, now?" J.C. became bold
as he watched Lance move in the dim-lit room.  Lance's head peeped up as he
turned on one of the lamps.  He gave J.C. a curious look.  "What do you mean
why?" Lance questioned him, holding in his defenses.  He kicked off his
shoes and continued to walk around the room.  J.C. stepped away from the
door and closer to the bed that sat in the middle of the room.  "I mean not
too long ago, you were alone.  You didn't even mention Bryce after we all
found out about you two and what you did at the offices.  I mean me and you
were sort of..." J.C. now had to stop himself.  The sounds of a mid-tempo
ballad filling the room caught his attention and ceased his words.  He could
dicypher his ex-girlfriend's voice without considering it.

	Used to be the world to me
	Used to be the reason that I live
	And I give, oh baby
	Every day I trusted you
	And believed that you were on my side
	Guess I was blind, oh baby

	It was hard to deal but I knew
	It was time to let go
	And I think you know
	And I think you know

	You can't touch me now like you did before
	You can't make me cry, baby anymore
	Now I'm feeling strong, no more cold dark cloud
	Oh you can try but
	Boy you can't touch me now

		"We were merely flirting back then Josh.  You knew as I knew that we
couldn't get back together.  Your mind was still on Nick and well, I didn't
know what I wanted.  But the second I realized that I couldn't have you or
Nick, I knew I had to move on." Lance spoke up over the music. J.C. shook
off the sounds of Nikki's voice and stared at Lance.  He curled his fists
shut.  "But I did still feel something for you back then.  You made it clear
that there wasn't a chance when every time I turned around, you were all
over Nick." J.C. stated firmly.  Lance gave him a look of skepticism.  He
shook his head and began to untuck his shirt.  "Josh, come on now.  Two can
play at that game.  Nick pursued me just as much as I did him and all he
wanted was something sexual from me.  I didn't know what to get from you
because all I could see was either you and Nick talking and at least trying
to work things out or you taking Nikki out at any given opportunity." Lance
chastised him without hesitance.  He crossed the bed and then brushed back
J.C., walking for the door.

	You knew how to get to me
	How to really cut with a look
	You wrote the book, oh baby
	Now you say you've thought about
	Every thing that made us fall apart
	And drift so far, oh baby

	And you've had some time and you admit
	Ooh, you were wrong
	Too late, I'm gone (Too late, I'm gone)
	Baby, I'm gone

		J.C. flexed his jaw muscles.  "Nikki is a friend and you know that." J.C.
sighed with anger.  Lance again shot J.C. a look of disbelief.  He slid his
hands into his pockets and leaned against the door.  "Is she Josh?  Is she
really?  Am I just that too when we casually flirt?" Lance asked him with a
lowered tone.  J.C. growled under his breath, rolling his eyes.  "Come off
it Lance.  You know that I wanted to be with you and you just want to hear
me say it." J.C. grumbled.  Lance shook his head.  He let his head hit the
door.  "I don't need you Josh.  I don't need to know that you care for me or
even had feelings for me back then.  You send too many mixed signals for me
to try and figure out everyone.  That's why I feel for Nikki." Lance sighed,
leaning off of the door.
		J.C. watched him with careful eyes.  He chewed on the inside of his mouth.
  "What the fuck does Nikki have to do with any of this James?" J.C. asked,
his animosity flaring.  Lance gave J.C. a quick glance before walking by him
again.  "Are you blind?  Look at you two.  You flirt with her, take her out,
hug and hold her all the time.  I sometimes wonder if you're marrying her
and not Nick.  I mean, come on Josh, do you love her?  Do you still care for
her as more than a friend?  When you hold her, do you still think of her as
your girlfriend?" Lance began to bombard J.C. with questions that were on
more than just his mind.  The questions left an angered silence between J.C.
and Lance as Jenny's voice began to reign through the stereo.

	Oh, you've got some nerve to think that I (Think that I)
	Run back to you, again and again
	But no you didn't, it's tearin' me down
	And you're not even my friend
	You're not even my friend

		"When you fucked Bryce at the office and got his ass fierd, did you love
him?  Huh Lance?!  Did you care for him?  Did you love him?" J.C. began to
shout at his ex-boyfriend, finally releasing his wrath towards Lance.  Lance
wrinkled his brow.  "No, is that what you want to hear?  No, I didn't
fucking love him then Josh, but I do now.  I didn't love him then because I
was still in love with yuor sorry ass and you were just too blind to see it.
  You had your fucking head in the clouds thinking Nick was some damn angel.
  Surprise.  He's not." Lance barked at J.C., stringing out his feelings in
strong words.  J.C. sighed, trying not to lash out at Lance.  He took a deep
breath, swallowing his pride.  "Why didn't you tell me then?" J.C. breathed
out a straightforward inquiry.  Lance puckered his lips.  "How can anyone
figure out whether or not you feel the same Josh.  All of us are blind to
how you really feel about us.  Nikki, me, and Nick.  I guess that's why we
always turn to each other." Lance stated clearly.

	You can't touch me now like you did before
	You can't make me cry, baby anymore
	Now I'm feeling strong, no more cold dark cloud
	Oh you can try but
	Boy you can't touch me now

	You can't touch me, hold me, give me your love
	You can't make me cry
	You can't touch me, hold me, give me your love

		J.C. listened to Veronica's voice hum lowly.  His mind was being torn in
several directions, paths that he chose not to follow.  "Why doesn't anyone
tell me then... and why the fuck are we listening to this damn song?" J.C.
finally yelled at Lance.  Lance was not fazed by the reaction.  He had had
his share of fights with J.C. and he knew it was drawing to the final blow.
He pursed his lips, hugging himself tightly.  "Call it fate Joshua.  I'm
over you and I can't go back down that road again.  I can't trust myself to
be with you and fall into that game of cat and mouse and mouse.  It's not
worth it.  And that's why I love Bryce, because he can express what he feels
for me clearly." Lance declared, showing the face of a triumphant man.  The
words brought about another silence as J.C. sighed heavily and then stomped
out of Lance's room, slamming the door as expected.

	Oh you can try but
	Boy you can't touch me now

		J.C. forced the door of his room open and let it hang open, his mind
throbbing.  He closed his eyes tightly, stopping right in front of his bed.
'God, why is this so fucking hard?' he began to scream in his mind.  He
gripped his head, rubbing his temples with his palms.  He was striving to
rid himself of any thoughts that concerned Lance so he could breathe, so he
could think, and so he could sleep peacefully.  He knew it would be a harder
task than his mind conceived.
		A soft knock at the door caused J.C.'s eyelids to part a little.  "Yeah?"
he called out, not daring to turn around and look at the visitor.  He felt
too much shame to stare anyone in the eyes.  "Can I come in?" Justin's voice
entered the room.  J.C.'s eyes opened fully, his mind becoming even more
clouded.  He scratched the back of his head while contemplating the idea.
"Yeah, just please shut the door." J.C. finally agreed.
		Justin stepped inside of the room briskly, quietly closing the door behind
himself.  He leaned up against the door, crossing his arms and stare at the
back of his friend.  "So, how many people heard?" J.C. asked an inevitable
question.  Justin frowned slightly.  He twitched his nose and waited for
J.C. to turn around and face him.  "Just me, Josh.  Everyone else is off in
their own world and I was just going to get a Coke when I heard it." Justin
answered him truthfully.  J.C. could hear it in Justin's voice.  He trusted
Justin.
		A sigh crossed his thick lips as he spun around and looked at Justin.  He
spotted compassion in Justin's smooth face.  The face was enough to calm
J.C.'s racing thoughts.  J.C. fumbled his hands into his pockets and looked
down at the ground.  "Please don't ask what it was about." J.C. pleaded
softly.  Justin smiled softly.  "No prob' Josh.  I'm just here in case you
get crazy and start throwing all your clothes in the hall and shave off ya
eyebrows." Justin joked, stepping away from the door.  J.C. giggled
peacefully.  He raised his head, cocking it to one side.  "Justin, you
really suck at this comfort thing, you know that?" J.C. laughed, staring
into the pure blue eyes that belonged to Justin.  Justin cackled, advancing
toward his friend.  He shrugged clumsily.  "It's not my forte, Josh, you
know that.  I just sit there and nod, pretending that I understand." Justin
boasted, stopping next to J.C.  J.C. continued to laugh, feeling all of the
tension of the previous minutes fading.  He loosened up in his stance,
pulling his hands out and letting them rest by his side.  "Nah, you do a
little more than that." J.C. said through his laughter.  Justin raised his
brow.  "Oh yeah, I hum also.  It's the best way to act like you know what
someone's talking about." Justin bantered.  He found himself laughing at his
own silliness.
		J.C. eased over to Justin, placing a hand on his shoulder while laughing.
"No, you do something else too Justin." J.C. giggled, slowing the rate in
which he laughed.  Justin proceeded on, trying not to cry due to the
laughter.  "What's that?" he asked with clenched teeth.  J.C. smiled
longfully.  "You kiss in a comforting way." J.C. replied briskly, but
tenderly.
		Before Justin could react to the statement, he felt J.C.'s lips pressed on
his, moving in an old-fashioned way.  He felt J.C.'s warm, thick lips
running over his with a strong passion fueling them.  J.C.'s hands ran to
Justin's back, cupping it and pulling Justin closer.  Justin closed his eyes
immediately.  He felt the lips take hold of him, causing him to naturally
react.  His lips moved in a more timely way, forcing their way onto J.C.'s.
J.C. moaned softly, rubbing Justin's back as they kissed with desire.  He
grabbed the tail of Justin's shirt and lifted it, bringing his hands up
Justin's shirt so that he could feel Justin's bare back.  Justin's back
arched and he stood on his tip-toes, the feeling exciting his body.  He
allowed his tongue to slid over J.C.'s and then crawl into J.C.'s mouth,
tasting his sweetness.
		J.C. lifted Justin's body up.  He fell back onto the bed carefully,
holding Justin tightly as they embraced passionately.  J.C. spread his legs,
pulling his feet up on the bed so that his knees were bent.  Justin crawled
up J.C.'s body, his lips still feverishly moving on J.C.'s.  He had lost
full concept of reality and his actions.  The bent of sexual tension inside
of him shadowed his thoughts.  He could feel his shirt being rolled up his
body.  He drew his lips away from J.C.'s, panting heavily as the shirt
caressed his curls and fell off of his body.  He blinked his eyes open,
instantly staring into J.C.'s.  "Should I?" J.C. asked through pants,
tracing a finger down Justin's bare back.  Justin shivered under the hot
touch.  He felt his lower lip quiver and his body became tense.  "I... I..."
Justin was speechless.  He felt J.C. begin to grind their hips together,
sending erotic sensations through Justin's blood.  "You don't want to stop,
do you?" J.C. asked seductively before leaning up and covering Justin's lips
again.
		J.C. rolled their bodies until he was on top.  The sheets crumbled under
them.  J.C. straddled Justin's legs.  He ripped his own shirt from his body,
revealing his well-cut chest.  He moaned softly, pressing his crotch down
onto Justin's.  Justin groaned loudly, placing his hands on J.C.'s hips.
"Unzip me Just." J.C. pleaded, closing his eyes tightly.  Justin licked his
lips, his mouth suddeny dry.  His hands nervously reached up and grabbed the
top button of J.C.'s jeans.  His fingers fumbled with it until it opened and
then they grabbed the gold zipper and unzipped the baggy jeans.  J.C.
grunted heavily when hearing the sound.  He leaned back down and slammed his
lips on Justin's, his tongue instinctively running back into Justin's mouth.
		Justin cried into J.C.'s mouth as J.C. struggled to pull his jeans off.
J.C. squirmed out of his jeans and let them rustle on the bed.  Justin
clamped his hands onto J.C.'s waist, feeling the soft material of his
boxers.  He could feel an erection burning against his leg.  He breathed
heavily as sweat broke from his brow.  He was betraying three people in his
life: his husband, his son, and himself.  At the minute, he didn't care.
The pleasure of having Justin hold him, touch him, caress him was too great.
		Justin's hands became more curious, rubbing each inch of J.C.'s soft back
and his hips.  He could feel J.C. starting to play with the zipper of his
jeans.  Their lips had parted ways and nothing but moans kept their craving
going.  Justin's lips were rigidly pressed against J.C.'s neck.  He scrapped
his teeth along the nape of J.C.'s neck while gropping his waist.  "Go
ahead, touch it Justin.  Play with it... pull it out baby..." J.C.
whispered.  He licked Justin's cheek, pleading with him through groans.
Justin panted hard, his hands sliding between their bodies.  He heard his
zipper moving downward slowly.  J.C. was toying with him.  Justin ignored
the sound and ran his hands over the covered penis.  The heat, the thickness
and the length were all enticing to Justin.  He kissed J.C.'s temple while
starting to stroke it with both hands.  "Mmph, God Justin, yes!  Oh you have
great hands..." J.C. groaned, encouraging Justin.  Justin pressed his lips
against J.C.'s for a second before pulling away to moan as his jeans were
strung off.
		J.C.'s hands immediately feel to the cock that was peeking out of the top
of Justin's white briefs.  J.C. smiled deviously. "God, it's gorgeous.  It's
long and thick and mmmm, it looks beautiful." J.C. hummed.  He pet the
length through the briefs as Justin continued to stroke him.  "Oh man, oh
Josh, oh yeah..." Justin heaved out when feeling J.C.'s hands gropping him.
He arched his back, forcing his pelvis into J.C.'s hands.  J.C. smiled at
Justin's enthusiasm.  "Okay baby, I'll play with it." J.C. whispered,
kissing Justin's lips.
		Justin allowed J.C. to trail his lips lower, first tasting his chin, then
bathing his neck in small kisses until J.C. reached his chest.  J.C. admired
the muscular chest, his lips searching for a place to rest.  He kissed the
cleft between Justin's pecs and then slithered to his right nipple.  J.C.'s
lips took in the brown, erect nipple.  They sucked furiously at it, his
tongue playing with the tip of it.  Justin gripped J.C.'s back with one hand
while still masturbating him with the other.  "Fuck Josh... ugh.." Justin
wailed, bucking his hips up.  J.C. proceeded to lick and suck on the nipple
while playing with Justin's covered penis.  He had pulled down the frontal
part of Justin's briefs, letting his cock and balls hang out.  His breath
was accelerating as he felt Justin become rougher with his hand.  He moaned
onto the sensitive nipple, lightly nipping at the flesh.
		"Oh Justin, shit, I'm close man... slow up so I can still cum when we make
love." J.C. requested, petting Justin's chest as he placed more soft kisses
on it.  The sound finally snapped in Justin's mind.  'He's going to make
love to me.' Justin thought, his hand slowing down on J.C.'s penis.  He
listened to J.C. moan softer and softer, grunts escaping his lips.  'He's
not my husband and he's going to make love to me.' Justin persisted with the
musings that broke his heart.  He removed his hand from J.C.'s cock,
gradually becoming stiff under J.C.  "Hey baby, I didn't say you had to stop
entirely." J.C. whispered, still kissing and touching Justin.  'He's not
Brian.' the final thought hit Justin, causing him to push Justin away.
		J.C. was surprised by the sudden change in Justin.  Justin felt cold to
him, no longer lit by the flames of sexual desire.  He crawled to the side
of Justin, hoping to still touch him from another angle.  "Josh, we can't do
this." Justin stated firmly, yanking away from J.C.  J.C. shot him a
perplexed expression.  He could hear Justin whimpering as he laid on the
edge of the bed.  J.C. laid down next to him, placing his hand on Justin's
shoulder.  "We can't." Justin sobbed again.  J.C. felt his composure
slipping.  He had broken his friend's defenses and now he knew Justin felt
vulnerable.
		Justin cried onto the sheets of the bed.  No man had ever touched Justin
so sexually outside of Brian.  No man could bring out that desire in him.
Even with J.C., Justin knew it wasn't as strong as the one he had for Brian.
  Still, with J.C., Justin was naive.  He was letting tension and friendship
block his view and he was starting to develop feelings he knew he shouldn't
have.
		J.C. wrapped his arms around Justin.  He pulled his body back until he was
secure in J.C.'s arms.  "Please, just hold him.  Nothing else." Justin
begged with his whimpering.  J.C. obliged patiently.  He ran his chin over
Justin's shoulder and held him.  "We don't have to make love now Justin."
J.C. whispered, kissing Justin's shoulder.  He entangled his legs with
Justin and kept his shivering body warm.  He trailed his lips up Justin's
shoulder until he reached Justin's collar bone.  His lips rub against the
warming skin.  "But I really want to make love to you sometime Justin.  I'd
like to feel your body and kiss you while I'm inside you." J.C. added
another soft statement.  Justin let J.C.'s kisses sooth and relax him.  He
felt tears steadily sliding from his eyes.  "J.C., I think I want that too."
Justin whispered, sniffling harder.  J.C. ran his lips over Justin's neck,
kissing it with affection.  He knew what withheld Justin from turning to him
and continuing what they ahd started.  "But you still love Brian a lot."
J.C. said.  Justin nodded instantly, allowing more salty tears to slip from
his eyes and land on the bed, just as J.C. and Justin's clothed bodies had
before.


					TO BE CONTINUED...


** Well I'm trying and trying and trying to make sure I can continue the
series.  I do know that the next part might not be out until September
because I have to get settled in my dorm and get used to my roommate.  We're
sharing my computer, so I don't want him snooping around my files and all.
I'll try to write whenever possible though.  I already have ideas brewing
for the next chapter.  And yes, I know I'm going to get a lot of e-mail
about this JC and Justin thing.  Take it or leave it peeps.  Right now, I'm
running with it.  It's going to bring lot of tension to the story,
especially with the next element I'm about to throw in there.  Wait until
the next chapter to see though people.  And as you can see, with this
chapter, there were a LOT of lyrics in there.  I mean a LOT.  They add to
the storylines and what's going on though, so I like to use them.  Forgive
me.  Forgive me for also cutting out the sex scene on Brian and Justin's
anniversary also, but I noticed that I always celebrate some kind of special
occassion or reunion between Brian and Justin by having them have sex.  So I
decided to give them a break!  But for you Nick and JC lovers, the opening
was for you!  And in the last chapter, I had to christen the story with the
notorious hospital storyline.  Don't worry, I have NO plans whatsoever for
another event in the hospital.  It was just to christen the new series.
Well hopefully I'll see you in a few weeks and please check out Innosense's
music!  These girls really do rock!  Peace... **