Date: Wed, 7 May 2003 00:22:29 +0100 (BST)
From: goldenknight <goldenknightuk@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Dreams of an Angel - 19 (gay/boybands)

Hey lads. I'm back again :) Here's the next part of Dreams of an
Angel. Hope you all enjoy it! Any comments or suggestions, well, you know
how to contact me. Sorry for any bad grammars boys and girl. C'mon!
Nobody's perfect!! :)

	Before the show, onwards to the boring part! Legal matters!
Hehehe. You can press 'fast-forward' now.

	Well, first of all, this story, as you will certainly find out
soon, is TOTALLY fictional. So! If any of you truly believe in it... dude,
I'm worried about you. Secondly! None of the guys in the Backstreet Boys
are gay! (No matter how hard I wished it :P). But nobody say we couldn't
dream it, heh heh. Thirdly, Warren Worthington is actually a character from
Marvel Comics, X-men known as Angel or recently Archangel. Okay fine, I
admit it. I'm bored and I am making a pathetic attempt to make life a lil'
bit interesting. Its not like I'm gonna publish it or something. What else
to talk about hmm? Oh, there may be some adult gay scenes in this
story. Unlike my brother, I don't mind writing naughty stuff ;) so! If
you're underage, naughty, naughty! I can only ask you to go away, but I
cannot do anything else to stop you from reading on anyway. Hell! I've been
sneaking into the internet to watch gay porns since I was 13! So, if your
parents or whoever responsible for you catch you, don't say I didn't warned
you. However, if you're homophobic... well maybe I can seduce you enough to
turn you around heh heh. I do so love a challenge ;)

	Anyway, enough talk. Any comments or boos or suggestion or
whatever, just sent it to the same address as in NNTs,
goldenknightuk@yahoo.co.uk . Yeah, we shared the same address. Don't
ask. Long story.

	Okay then! On to the show. Now, don't be shy now. If you got any
comments or suggestions, just drop me a note. You do the request, and I'll
do the show.

	Andy

*********************************

That evening, before dinner, Warren knocked on Nick's door again.

"Come in!"

Opening the door, he found Nick lounging on the bed, chatting happily on
his mobile phone.

"Whoops, sorry. I'll come back later." Said Warren.

"No, it's okay Warren. Come on in." Nick called out cheerfully before
returning to his conversation. "What? Oh, I'm cool. It's only
Warren... Mmm-hmm... Warren, Brian says hi."

"Hi Brian!" Said Warren as he jumped into Nick's bed, folding his wings
neatly as he did.

"Warren says hi, B... Mmm-hmm... Oh he's doing great! He does feel a little
bit *blue* from time to time however..." Nick grinned at Warren as he said
that, earning him a smack behind the head from Warren as the result.

"Smart-ass." Warren murmured under his breath. He was surprised when Nick
handed him the phone.

"Brian wants to speak with you." Said Nick.

"Hello?" said Warren.

"Hey Warren. 'Sup?" Brian cheerful voice greeted him from the other
end. "Nick is not terrorizing everyone over there right?"

"Nope, he's been a perfect gentleman all the time. You should be proud of
him." Warren grinned.

"See? I told you so!!" Nick turned around from styling his hair and yelled
so that Brian could hear him.

"Yeah right. Cover him all you want, Warren. I know Nick better than he
knows himself." Brian replied. "But, honestly now, Warren. How's Nick
doing? Is he still having all those headaches and stuff?"

"No, he's doing fine, Brian. He hadn't got any headaches since he got
here. I guess the environment here suited his needs well. And if he does
have any attacks, well, Hank lives here too so he'll be in good hand. So
don't worry."

"I'm glad to hear that." Brian sighed in relief. "I admit, I was worried
when I heard what happened back in LA."

"It was probably stress related." Not having any other choices, Warren
lied. "So how have you been doing? Had a good time with your wife?"

"A *great* time. Hey, AJ convinced me to hold a barbecue party in a couple
of weeks. It'd be cool if you and Jubilee can come along and join us!"

"I don't know about that. It's *your* party. I don't want to intrude."
Warren replied.

"Nonsense! I think you're a cool guy. Come over and I'll introduce you to
Leigh Ann."

"I'll think about it. Where are the others anyway?"

"Scattered all over the place." Said Brian. "Kevin is taking a moment of
absolute privacy with his wife, with a standing order *not* to disturb him
for a week or two unless it's absolutely important. AJ is wandering around
here and there and Howie... hmm... I don't know much about his
whereabout. I heard that he's organizing a rally or something concerning
that stupid anti-mutant organization of his. I don't know. I don't keep
track of him that much. Speaking of which, AJ told me what happened between
you and Howie last time at the airport. I'm so sorry if that bother you,
Warren."

"It's okay, Brian. Everyone got their own opinion." Said Warren.

"Well, I got no problem with mutants anyway, and so does Kevin, AJ and
Nick, so you don't have to worry about us getting worked up like Howie
about your stance and support on mutants." Said Brian.

"Thanks Brian. I appreciate that." Warren smiled, feeling relieved. In the
room, Nick walked out of the bathroom, whistling to himself softly.

"It is true then, that you support mutants?" Brian asked curiously.

"Yeah. I don't belief in any kind of discrimination." Said Warren. "People
don't choose to be mutants. They just are."

Near him, Nick looked up at him and smiled quietly.

"You're right." Said Brian. "So, did you meet any mutants? Do you know any?
How are they like? Is it true that they like to kill us normal humans and
take over the world? Like that Magneto guy?"

"Whoa there, Brian! Slow down." Warren laughed. "You'll choke yourself by
asking too many questions one day."

Brian chuckled softly too.

"Sorry. Just curious." He replied. "But seriously, are they all like what
the words on the streets makes them? Dangerous and stuff?"

"Not all mutants are bad, Brian. There are some who risked their life
fighting to protect the world from those evil mutants." Warren explained
patiently.

"Hmm... Never thought about that." Brian murmured softly. "I guess people
only see what they wanted to see. Wow, I think it'd be cool to meet some
mutants."

"Well, you may be closer to them than you think." Said Warren.

He looked up when Nick jumped into the bed beside him. He almost gasped
when Nick playfully ran his hands though feathers of his wings lightly.

"Yeah. I guess most mutants would stay low most of the time." Said
Brian. At that moment, Nick's hand accidentally brushed against Warren's
side, and Warren yelped slightly, causing his wings to quiver.

"Warren? You okay?" asked Brian curiously.

Nick laughed softly as he discovered the ticklish spot and Warren glared at
him balefully as he spoke to Brian.

"Nick tickled me!" He complaint. At the other end of the phone, Brian
raised his eyebrow in wonderment before frowning thoughtfully, barely aware
of the wheels turning in his mind every time he is presented with a
puzzle. Nick has been acting weird ever since he met Warren and there are
several possibilities he could think of to explain that.

"Try poking his belly. He'll freak out." Brian said absently and was
surprised as he heard Nick yelled out followed by Warren's laughter.

Then came the sound of the phone passing hand and soon enough, Nick's voice
rang out.

"You'll pay for telling that to him, Brian!" said Nick before yelping again
as Warren poked him. "Aaaah! You'll pay for this, Brian!"

Brian laughed at last as he shook his head. But at the same time, the
pieces of the puzzle began to fall in together forming a picture. Nick's
weird reactions and behavior whenever Warren is near, his sudden decision
to accompany Warren to Westchester, and now, they are playing tickling
contest with each other... a smile grew on Brian's lips.

"Nick, you little devil!" Brian yelled as he laughed into the phone. "How
could you kept this from me!!"

"Aaaarrggh!! Warren stop... haha!!... Warren, stop it!" Nick was too busy
fending himself off Warren's attack to listen. "Stop it, you stupid
Bird-Boy! Brian! I gotta go! I'm being attack by an overgrown parrot and
I'm losing!"

Bird-boy? Overgrown parrot? What the hell is he talking about?

"But...!"

"I'll call ya later! Bye Brian. Give a kiss to Leigh Ann for me!" Nick
yelled into the phone one last time before hanging up.

Brian sighed and laughed softly to himself before leaning heavily against
the sofa he's been sitting on. He shook his head in disbelief. Oh all the
people that he knew... Nick? Gay? How could he miss that after all these
years??

He chuckled again and stood to fix himself a glass of martini. Nick and
Warren. A famous boyband singer and a multi-billionaire. Brian has to
admit; they make a cute couple.

Leigh Ann is gonna die laughing when she hears this.

***********************************

Dinner passes by quickly with no notable incident. Everyone was in a
cheerful mood, although a couple of people were missing. Storm, Logan, Hank
and the professor took the Blackbird and flew off to Muire Island upon the
request of Moira McTarggart and the rest of the team staying there. Betsy
was long gone to London. Remy and Rogue went off to town for a nice quiet
dinner date, so the only people left were a handful but cheerful group,
struggling hard to eat the poorly attempted chicken curry and rice (first
time experimental cooking try-out) by ze chef Bobby.

"Scott, if I eat another bite of this... I'm gonna cry," Jean whispered
softly and Nick almost choked as he fought hard not to laugh.

"Be strong, dear. Tonight is Bobby's last night of cooking, so be strong."
Scott murmured before grimacing as he forced himself to take another bite
of the food.

"Bobby! Are you sure you cooked it right??!" Warren grumbled sorely. His
face was sweaty and he drank his fourteenth glass of water. "How much
spices did you put in this? Are you trying to kill us??"

"I'm beginning to suspect the *real* reason why the professor, Remy and the
others took off today." Jubilee winced as she pushed her plate away. "I
think I'm gonna be sick..."

"I told you guys, it *was* supposed to be delicious!" Bobby protested
before grimacing, as he tasted the food. "I followed the recipe exactly
from the cook book! What do you think Nick? Is it okay?"

"Uh..." Nick could only stuttered stupidly as his mind whirled to sugarcoat
his answer.

"Speechless huh? I know how you feel. Here, lemme answer it for you," said
Warren. "Bobby! This is worst than Remy's mind-exploding gumbo!"

"I know what's these all about. It's revenge isn't it Bobby? Nick, I and
the rest whooped your ass good in baseball just now." Said Jubilee.

"The hell you did! You cheated! Jean used her telekinesis to slow down the
ball. Don't even try denying it Jeanie. I was watching you." Bobby said
heatedly.

"Why Bobby! I'm hurt!" Jean answered as she fought hard not to grin. "I
never cheated."

"Well, whatever the reason is, I'm declaring that this dinner is a lost
cause." Said Warren. "All in favor for ordering pizza, raise your hand!"

Six hands shot up immediately, including Bobby's.

"Good. I'll get the money. Scott, you order the pizza." Said Warren before
glaring at Bobby. "And you! You'll take care the dishes."

"Aww..." Bobby groaned.

"Don't worry, Bobby. I'll help you. Just remember. You owe me a favor after
this." Said Jean.

"Hey! Is there's anything going on tonight?" said Jubilee.

"Nope. With half the team gone, there's no point scheduling for any
training session." Said Scott as he walked to the phone.

"Hallelujah!" Jubilee cheered. "I'll get some movies. Anyone up for
adventure, comedy or romance?"

"What about a little bit of everything?" Jean replied as she carries some
of the dishes to the kitchen.


That night, a couple of hours later, Nick sat at by the window of his room,
watching the night in silence. The others are still in the sitting room
watching a movie. But Nick was in no such mood.

He looked down and stared at the soft pure white feather he got from AJ in
his hands. Caressing it gently, he smiled at the softness of it. His
thoughts turned to his object of obsession of the month... Warren. The
codename 'Archangel' suited him in more ways than one for some reasons.

Leaning back against the side of the window, he sighed and stares up at the
moon above, never ceasing his caress on the feather... the only bit of
Warren he could keep... and cherish forever whenever he wanted to. If only
he could gather enough courage to tell Warren how he felt.

The past hours with Warren have been fun. He truly loved it when Warren
smiled and laughed. Even his grin is enough to brighten the day. Absently,
he focused his attention to the link he shared with Warren. He also noticed
something else today. The dark, brooding presence in Warren's mind that has
been there in the past days is not there anymore... not since this
morning. Instead, feeling Warren's mind superficially and lightly, Nick
could only feel contentment... even joy... and something else... Nick
immediately withdrew his mind off the link. No... he'll not snoop around
Warren's mind too much. Everyone deserves some privacy in their life.

A knock on the door nearly startled him off the window and he immediately
withdrew himself from it and turned around to put the feather back into his
bag.

"Come in."

The door opened and Warren came in.

'Well, well, speak of the devil.' Nick smiled as he settles himself back by
the window.

"Hey." Warren smiled as he joined Nick by the window. "Mind if I join you?"

"Not up for the movie, huh?" said Nick as he shifted aside to make some
space.

"I've seen it already." Warren answered as he settled beside Nick, folding
his wings carefully so that it wouldn't take up too much space. "How are
you coping here? You're not too bored I hope."

"No. Quite the opposite." Said Nick as he turned to face Warren, leaning
against the window frame as he did. "I like it here. Nice company, nice
friends. I'm learning to cope being a mutant as well as having fun."

"I'm glad to hear that. I was quite worried last time when you were so
depressed about it," said Warren.

"Naah. I think I'm getting used to it." Nick replied as he smiled
shyly. "Thanks to you."

"You're welcome." Said Warren before turning his gaze out into the night.

Nick continues to look at him, silently marveling the smooth, well-chiseled
face. The moonlight reflecting off his hair seems to make those golden
locks glow slightly in the dark. Even as he stares at the night sky, his
lips pursed slightly like a pouting boy, making him looks even more
adorable. How could anyone retain the looks of an innocent boy no matter
how many years passes by?

"You okay?"

Nick blinked and flushed slightly as he suddenly became aware of those
gorgeous blue eyes gazing at him curiously. Suddenly, he became fully aware
that he was staring at the guy. Beating himself inwardly, he forced himself
to looks somewhere else. Luckily he can control his emotions from leaking
out and finds it way into Warren's... or leaking through the link
and... Well, that's the major downside of being empathically linked to the
man he got a crushed on. Luckily Xavier taught him how to mask the link so
that the other person wouldn't be able to feel his emotions all the
time. Good God! Nick hoped that's the case or he'll be in for a major
embarrassment!!

"I'm okay." Nick answered as he stares into the night, glancing at the
other man at the corner of his eyes quietly from time to time. Warren is
staring at him quietly and... why is he smiling?

He looked up when Warren turned, stood up and stepped away from the window.

"Hey, where're you going?" Nick asked.

Warren only smiled at him silently as he picks up Nick's jacket.

"Wear this." He said quietly.

"Huh?" Nick took hold of his jacket in puzzlement.

"I promised to take you flying tonight, remember?" Warren smiled back as he
unfurled his wings slowly.

Warren's heart beats faster as he watched Nick's eyes brighten with joy.

"Yes!!" Nick shouted happily as he jumped off the window and Warren laughed
as he was enveloped into a tight hug. It lasted only for a short moment
before Nick withdrew back and stares at him suspiciously. "But no funny
stunts like this morning!"

"I promise!" Warren grinned. "C'mon, wear you jacket... and anything else
that might keep you warm. It's gonna be really, really cold up there."

"What about you?" Nick asked as he threw on his warmest clothes. Warren is
only dressed in a simple hooded sweatshirt, a tracksuit and a pair of
sneakers.

Warren only grinned in answer and pulled his shirt back to reveal his
blue-and-white Archangel costume underneath.

"This costume is designed specially for me to withstand cold as well as
providing a smooth aerodynamic surface that is perfect for flying." He
answered amusedly. "As well as showing off my perfect figure of course!"

Nick rolled his eyes and let it slide, silently agreeing to the last part
in secret.

"Ready?" said Warren as he spread his wings and flapped it once or twice in
readiness. Nick nodded uncertainly, his nervousness subconsciously being
transmitted through the link into Warren's mind. "Hey! Don't be nervous!"

Nick cursed himself inwardly as he desperately masked the link and was
startled as Warren's hand touched his shoulder.

"I promise you'll love this." Warren said softly. "Now stand in front of
me."

Nick almost gasped and his heartbeat shot up to an even higher level as he
felt Warren's strong arms wrapped around him tightly. Together, they
stepped onto the edge of the windowsill, with Nick leaning against Warren's
body nervously.

"Ready?" Warren whispered at his ear.

"Yeah." Nick answered as he pressed himself against Warren. He looked up
incredulously as Warren chuckled softly. "What's so funny?"

"The link is open." Warren answered amusedly. "And your mind... you're
nervous and happy at the same time. Relax, Nick. Enjoy yourself. You'll
love it, I promise."

"Well, excuse me, Mr. Archangel." Nick smiled as he answered
mockingly. "Not everyone here is used to flying. The last time I learned,
humans cannot fly. By the way, I hope I'm not too heavy for you."

"If I can carry Hank around, trust me Nick, I'll barely feel your weight."
Warren answered. His eyes glimmer at the prospect of flying free in the sky
again. "Ready yourself now. I'll hold you tight against me but you need to
hold tight to my arm as well. Steady now. On my count to three."

"One..."

With his heart beating fast from excitement, Nick licked his lips and
forced his mind to calm down.

"Two..."

Nick's eyes widened and he swallowed twice before tightening his grip on
Warren's arm. He cannot believe his dream of flying with an angel is
finally coming true.

"Three!"

The whole thing happened so fast, it almost felt like a dream. The whole
view of the lawn before him seems to blur and he watched dazedly as he
suddenly felt himself lifting into the air and his feet touching the
windowsill no longer. The sound of Warren's flapping wings seems soft and
loud at the same time and the wind rushing up against his face forced him
to narrow his eyes.

One moment, he was watching the moon in the distance from his bedroom
window. The next moment, he was soaring in the air, flying towards the
moon. The feeling was... indescribable...


Bobby watched the two flying figures from porch where he sat, blowing the
cigarette smoke out of his mouth slowly. He smiled as Nick's joyous shout
floated down from above. Silently, he watched the two figures flew off into
the night.

Leaning back against the wall, he was glad that he didn't turn on the
porch's light. He gave a long tired sigh as he rest his head against the
wall and closed his eyes. He will not deny that he felt envious of Nick and
Warren.

Nick is a lucky guy to have attracted Warren's attention. Warren is not the
sort of guy who would cheat on his partner. Once he makes a commitment, he
will never stray from it. Warren is a giver. He will do everything to makes
his partner happy and expect nothing in return but his partner's
love. Betsy was an absolute fool for walking out on him. One day she'll
realize that... but by that time, it'll be too late.

Deep in his heart, Bobby hoped fervently that Nick will love Warren
back. Of course, Jean assured him that Nick will... but who can tell the
outcome when it comes to love? Love is a very fickle thing. It can lean to
one side and then shift to the other side at the next second.

Warren needs Nick to face his demon. Bobby, Jean and the rest could only do
so much in helping Warren, but love can heal everything. It always
does. Warren needs someone right now - someone to hold him, someone who
understands him, someone to support him and someone who can be a symbol of
hope in his life...

"Bobby! You want a Twinkie?" Jubilee's voice floated out from the living
room.

Regaining his cheerful mood, Bobby grinned and licks his lips.

'God bless the soul of whoever created Twinkies.' He thought gleefully as
jumps to his feet and rushed in.