Date: Sun, 03 Sep 2000 20:50:51 +0800
From: yuli <busta@yifan.net>
Subject: Busta 14

Silly Notice 1
Um. :D [Goofy Grin] :D I got nominated. :D um. :D [Continuous Grinning] :D
um, ok. :D wow, :D um. I guess I have to say thank you. :D and yeah, I know
it's only nomination, and I should be so big headed about it, but...:D I've
never been nominated before. :D So a belated thanks.

Silly Notice 2
Ok, um, first of all, I'll like to thank all of you for the patient you've
given me in writing this story. As usual, it was not out till now because I
didn't like it enough....[frowning] I still don't like it enough. I'm not
sure what's wrong with it, just a hunch. So if anyone can tell me what's
wrong with my story, I would be grateful.

Short Thanks to
Hamado, who pointed out that my English is not Americanish enough. :b sorry
to everyone out there who's offended.
Colleen, who was the first one to read and reply to me. :D thanks
Jay, who has a very cute dog. ;D thanks for reading and replying.
Arch, missed you. Reply if you can. :) because I miss my friend.
Raz, :D thank you for mailing. :D for a moment, I didn't think anyone cared
about my story. So thanks to you I was happy that day. :D thanks.
Regina. :D I'm very flattered by your letter and very honored to be the
first one to receive your letter. Thank you for reading my story. :D
Casey, :D the last mail I've gotten before I posted this. :D thank you for
finding my story. :D
CJ, :D thanks for not passing my story, thanks for giving it a chance even
though the title didn't look like anything. :D thanks.
Rosey, :D you're very funny. :D you made my day by sending me that cute
mail. :D thank you. And um, Yuli is a girl's name. so, :b i'm actually a
gal. sorry to disapoint anyone.

My Friends:
Jon [who have not been mailing me] Jam [who's very cuddly] Ton [The level
headed one, and one of my most cherished friends] Keith [The first person to
congratulate me, and also a very beautiful person, inside and outside] Clive
[whom, I'm almost convince he has forgotten me.] Francis, [whom I hope will
one day be happy.]

Final Note:
Um, I know that most of you don't check Nifty everyday, so um, if you guys
want it, I could send my story directly to you. That way you don't have to
waste your time wondering if my story is out. If you're send me a mail.

Oh yah, disclaimer: Nothing here is Real. It's fiction!

Ok on with the story. :D

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Busta 14: The day I begged Busta to tell me a story.
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"Come on Busta, just one little story, please?"

Busta shook his head solemnly, "What's there to tell? Why are you so obsess
with this."

"There's a lot to know, like did Lance suffer from nightmares, how did JC
deal with it, and um, what's the other guy's reaction."

Busta raises his eyebrows at Author, till author obediently took a hair
brush and started brushing his fur. Busta purred in satisfaction then
replied, "Of course he did you idiot!" [Author let out a sigh at the abuse]
"Lance screams every night, waking me from my beauty sleep. JC couldn't and
wouldn't leave him alone...heck they even share the toilet together. The
rest of the guys would hover around Lance like he's made of crystal, no one
had a good night's rest and most irritatingly, they don't remember to feed
me UNLESS I whine. That is sooo degrading."

"So he suffered, anything else?"

Busta squinted his eyes and looked at typist suspiciously. "Are you a sadist
or some kind of moron. I told you, he suffered, what else do you want me to
say?"

Author held out hand in beta-dog position, "I don't mean anything, you know.
The readers like reading this stuffs."

Busta snorted and looked away, sighing at the passing cloud that looked like
a dog bone.

After a very long minute, [and after a very tiring session of fur brushing]
author asked, "So um...how did Lance got out of um, his depressed situation?"

Busta looked at author then prop his hand up to hold his chin, mimicking the
thinker's post. "I remember pissing..." [rolling eyes]

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'Piss piss, need to piss' I told myself as I search the area for pissing.

"Busta! Don't wander off like that." Shouted Joey as he approaches me.

Ignoring him, for I had found the perfect place, I lifted my leg and...."
Aaaaaaa," I sigh in relief.

"Busta! Shit! Not here!" shouted Joey in protest as he started looking
around nervously for help and rubbing his hands over his hair. "Chris!"

I shivered and shook off the excess leak off, "Ok, I'm ready to be lifted
now." I barked happily and looked innocently to Joey's panic.

"What?" asked me Master as he approaches cute little me.

"Busta actually pisses HERE!" Said Joey in a hissing tone.

"What?" Me Master protested in a loud noise.

"Shuu, shuu." Said Joey hushing him.

"Where? Aww, shit, quick find some cloth or mop or something." Said me
Master frantically.

"But Master, pissing is a very natural occurrence." I protested to their
activity of jumping on the spot.

"Where am I suppose to find a mop here!" hissed Joey, his face looking like
it's gonna burst any moment.

I lifted my butt and walked away, knowing that it's one of those funny
things that humans have to do. "Panicking over piss," I mumbled and snorted.
Sometimes I think me Master's brain is being reduced to mere Tofu by the
presence of other humans surrounding him. I walked towards the huge door
where JC and the chocolate-covered man are. [AN: All doors look huge to Busta]

"Thank you so much for letting us use this place Simon." Said JC as I
approach them.

"Don't mentioned it. My cousin was very pissed by what had happened here. He
wants to help out as much as he could...too bad nothing could be said about
what had happened...it would be very useful for the investigation." Said
Simon with a frown.

"I know...and I apologies again for any inconvenience caused...if it wasn't
a desperate situation we would not have thought of coming back here."
explained JC in a desperate tone.

Simon smiled and patted JC on his shoulders with his big paw...or hand, and
said, "We understand the situation, don't worry it's gonna be all right now."

"I hope so," said JC, running his hand over his hair nervously.

"I would be, and I know so. I'm older." Said Simon sagely, making JC chuckle
with amusement.

"Yo' JC!" I interrupted, "Pick me up you idiot!" I barked then wagged my
tail innocently.

"Oh, hey Busta." Said JC with a smile as he carried me to his arms. "Lance
coming soon." Assuring me with his stroking of my fur.

I put my paws on his chest and pushed away then sigh and tried to comfort
him. "It's ok JC, Master say as soon as this is over, Lance could let go of
his nightmare and can start healing...and you can start sleeping. You
haven't been sleeping well, a pup needs as much rest as he can get." I
barked patting his chin.

The sound of boxes approaching stopped me from further lecturing this
human-pup. Looking out I noticed the approaching boxes to belong to DB and
Hair-boy. Stepping out from one of the boxes is Simon's cousin, a lighter
chocolate covered huge man called Calvin who's supporting the frail and
worried looking Cucumber called Lance.

"James," JC whispered and dropped me to the ground and almost running to his
lover's side.

I got on my feet and ran to my Master's side. [He's still trying to wipe
away my piss, weird human] "Master, Lance is here." I barked helpfully,
trying to get his attention away from the puddle I created.

"Joey, get more water." Instructed me Master.

"Master, you're suppose to get up on that funny stage and say, 'Dearly
beloved, we gather here to...um, blah blah blah. Come on." I barked
irritatingly as I tried to drag his cufflink.

"Chris, Lance is here." said Joey as he dropped the bucket on the floor.

"Shit." Said me Master as he abandons his task and rushed to the scene,
causing me to fall on my back when he rushed off like that. Joey quickly
pushed the bucket and mop away then jumped over my body and rushed to Lance.

Deciding that no one likes me, I walked to the stage and pouted unhappily.
Grumbling as I watch the others treat Lance like's a very fragile piece of
glass. 'I was hurt too!' [Grumble, Mumble, Pouting]:C

"Lance," Chris and Joey both called out as they approach him but not daring
to run into him. Justin stood behind, almost ready to hold on to Lance if he
falls, which is understandable considering the fact that Lance rarely eats
and seems to be vomiting all the time.

"Can I...Why am I...I want...Why are we here again?" Lance's grip tightens
as he looks around wearily, almost anticipating someone to attack him.

JC looked at Chris for help in explaining. If one looks at him now, no one
would believe he's only 24 as he looked more like 42 from the lack of sleep
and rest. I know for I'm always the object of his whining my beautiful fur
is almost matted down permanently from his constant crying.

"We're here to end it all." Said Chris gently as he led Lance into the
church. Me master is the only sane one around, trying to get them out of
their shell, trying to make them see that it's ok now.

"End it all." Lance repeated in a ghostly tone, unable to remember when he
had agreed to this.

Joey walked closely in front, waiting for signs of Lance's breakdown or JC's
but staying a safe distance away showing that he trust them. It was Joey
that took over getting food for the rest of them guys, it was Joey who dealt
with the management when they called up demanding to know where the rest of
the guys were. [I.E: Joey's the one who screamed into the phone then slammed
it and acted like nothing is wrong] Most importantly, Joey is the one who
remembered to feed me. :)

"It's ok son, we're here for you." Said Simon's cousin in an assuring manner
as he led Lance closer to the stage.

"Lucky you." I barked and pouted more, decided to stare at their cufflinks
then their unconcerned face.

"Busta?" Lance looked at me, surprise to find me here then worrying for me,
"What are you doing here?"

"Being ignored." I said, pouting more, then sighing in content when he
picked me up and gently stroke me.

"Hey Buddy it's ok, don't frown...I'll get you those nice doggy treat from
the store later...ice cream perhaps?" he prompted, holding me up to his
level, assuring me with his sea-blue eyes.

With that kind of bribe, I couldn't frown for long and barked happily
instead. "That's why I love you second most cucumber." I barked happily.

As Lance stroke me to blissfulness I hear muttering and tuned my hearing to it.

"Luckily someone brought Busta along, his instinct to protect and comfort
allows him to calm down then to panic." Said Mr Stone [Jim Ellison aka The
Lieutenant]

"It was Justin's idea, he didn't want Busta to be alone at home...I think
he's worried for the little dude." Whispered Hair-boy [Blair Sandburg aka
The Consultant]

I snorted at the idea that DB likes me, "Crazy humans with crazy ideas."

JC chooses this moment to seat beside Lance and Justin sitting on the other
side, both extending their arm behind to protect him. The rest of the guys
took seat behind us, and Calvin went up to the stage.

I was vaguely aware of the change of air current in the air, it seemed
soothing and also acts to fill up the empty seats behind us. I look up to
the statue of Jesus looking down at us, and sometime wonders what he thinks
of all. This crowd of human-pups, the black color box that is sitting on the
corner, what does he think? But I didn't dwell on it for too long, my mama
always says we're too intelligent to think of this stuffs-that-has-no-answer
for too long. :)

"To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the
heaven." Shuffling of paper, then looking up, "Dear Friends, we gather here
today, in memory of Jordan Blout. A young man who had died trying to protect
what many of us here considered as dear to us. Because of that I would like
to invite Lance to come up and say a few words about this man."

Lance frozen on his seat and for encouragement, I gently nip him on his
hands. "It's ok Lancy, I'm here for you."

"Here, let me hold that for you." Said me Master as he took me in his hands.

Lance walked unsteadily to the stage and stood behind the position
originally occupied by Calvin then stared at us. He cleared his throat, was
about to say something when he suddenly looked to the ground then his vision
didn't moved beyond it.

"What's going on?" whispered Joey worriedly.

"I think he's remembering things." Explains Blair helpfully.

"Is that good or bad?" asked Joey.

"Frankly? I don't know." Said Blair.

He walked down from the stage and walked to the spot where he had shot
someone and Jordan [aka Crazy One] had been beaten to death.

"James?" JC stood up to move to him, but Lance ignores him as he approaches
the huge brown box on the other end of the stage. Very slowly he reaches out
his hands and touches it. His body trembling, signs of his tears can be seen
on the surface of the coffin.

Before I could barked at him, just because, the sound of the grand piano
filled the room. I turned and wondered when did JC moved to it, then a
strong deep voice accompanied the music as it sang:

"Spend all your time waiting for that second chance, for a break that would
make it okay. There's always some reason to feel not good enough and it's
hard at the end of the day. I need some distraction, oh beautiful release,
memory seeps from my veins. Let me be empty, oh and weightless and
maybe...I'll find some peace tonight."

The room was silent as we watches Lance struggle with his tears and
emotions. Then with strength he continued:

"In the arms of the angel...fly away...from here...From this dark cold hotel
room...and the endlessness that you fear. You are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie, you're in the arms of the angel, may you find some
comfort there."

Clenching his fist, he sang the next words angrily and tiredly:

"So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn. There's vultures
and thieves at your back, and the storm keeps on twisting. You keep o
building the lie, that you make up for all that you lack, it don't make no
difference, escaping one last time. It's easier to believe, in this sweet
madness. Oh this glorious sadness that brings me to my knees..."

"In the arms of the angel...fly away from here, from this dark cold hotel
room and the endlessness that you fear. You are pulled from the wreckage of
your silent reverie, you're in the arms of the angel, may you find some
comfort here..."

With a final reach into his pull of courage and strength he sang out to the
heavens above:

"You're in the arms of the angel...May you find...some comfort there..."

As he reaches his last note and collapse before me, I didn't release my
breath and looked to my Master worryingly. "Master?"

But my Master, with tears in his eyes, smiled to me and said, "It's ok
Busta...It's alright now...It's over." He said stroking me gently.

"Um, let me check the equation. Lance is suppose to make the nice speech but
he didn't and instead he sang. Then after singing he dropped onto the floor
like a puddle of piss...no offence Master but that doesn't look ok to me." I
barked, pointing at Lance, trying to get his attention. But it was pointless
as all the humans huddle around Lance with tears in their eyes. 'Humans! If
they didn't need guidance, then us Dogs would have an easier life.'

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[Later]

"In the end, JC knows him best." Said Blair with a smile to his partner the
rock.

"I think he likes you!" I barked helpfully to the rock, from the hair boy's
arms. [Note: everyone likes to hold me. :D]

"Yeah...sometimes words can be better understood with songs..." said Jim,
nodding his head and having his own smile.

"I think he likes you too hair boy." I barked. But they both ignored me,
smiling stupidly to themselves. I sigh, then braced myself for the ground
and reach out to pull hair boy's hair.

"Aow! Aow! Aow! Busta!" Hair boy complains as he tries to untangle my claws
from his hair. Score one for him when he didn't try to throw me to the ground.

"Here, let me." Said Jim as he took me in his arms then very insistently
unclench my paw from hair boy's hair. "there ya' go." He said, rubbing hair
boy's scalp gently.

I could see hair boy blushed a little at the administration, but didn't move
away from the touch. 'Humans need guidance' I reminded myself then barked.

As expected Jim looked down and Blair looked up and their eyes meet, and
their breathing system stopped as they looked at each other.

I waited, and I waited then when I wanted to bark at them, I heard the
teasing voice of me Master.

"Kiss him already!" he teased then took me from Jim's arms, "No wait, ok now
you can kiss." And he waited wide-eye and all making Blair blushed in
embarrassment.

Jim smile then slowly took his hands and said, "Blair would you go out on a
date with me?"

"Say yes, Say yes." Whispered more teasing noises from behind them. I turn
to see the rest of the gang hiding part of their body behind the big door
with only their heads popping out. What really makes me smile is Lance, he's
smiling and also teasing them. That is the first true smile I've seen and at
last I know what me Master mean when he say everything would be alright now.

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ok, um the end of this part. :D if um, it's not too trouble please give me a
mail. :D thank you. :D

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It is better to be hated for what you are
than to be loved for what you are not.
--DLS author of Brian and me. :)
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