Date: Thu, 11 May 2000 23:08:36 EDT
From: KNB <kevin_brozyna@hotmail.com>
Subject: Lance and Justin's Love

First I want to say that this is my first attempt at a story. So
please bear with me. Second I want to thank Jason Randall, since
he was the one that provided me with the inspiration for this
story. If you haven't read his story (JC&JAS) then shame on you.
It's a great story, and you should really read it. Third, Jason,
if your reading this. EMAIL ME BACK DAMMIT, I MISS TALKING TO
YOU!

I would also like to thank Nicole, cause she has been a real big
influence in my life this past year, and has helped me through
more of my rougher times than I can count. I owe her more than I
can say.

You should be 18 or 21 depending on what country your in. And if
you live in the United States, don't try and say that since your
18 you can read this. I know the law; you have to be 21. So ha!
Also, as far as I know, James Lance Bass and Justin Randal
Timberlake of the group N'Sync are not gay. Know any gay people,
or even have a passing familiarity of what the word gay means.
So don't sue me; not like I have anything worth taking anyway.
Anyway, if you are a member of N'Sync please email me, I love
your music, and I think that Lance is extremely good looking. And
every one else is free to email me to. Any comments are welcome,
or even if you just want my recipe for brownies, I don't care.
Just email me at kevin_brozyna@hotmail.com

Anyway, I should also mention that this story will only be one
part long. That's why it is so damn long. I really hate waiting
for the next installments of a great story. (Hint hint Jason).
With out further adieu, the story.

LANCE & JUSTIN'S LOVE


	Justin sat alone on the bed of his hotel room with the
shades drawn, and no lights on.  He had his face buried in his
hands and tears were streaming down his face. He was sobbing so
hard that his body was shaking  with his knees drawn up to his
chest.  He started to rock back and forth saying the same phrase
over and over again.

	"Why? Why do I have to be like this? Why can't I just be
normal? Why do I have to like him of all people? He doesn't feel
the same way......."

	After a few minutes of this Justin cried himself out and
fell asleep with his face still stained with tears.

A few hours later in Lance's room

	Lance was pacing back and forth in his room. He was
extremely nervous, he was so nervous that he was beginning to
hyperventilate. He walked up to the door and looked through
the peephole for the tenth time in less that five minutes.

	"Where is he? I told him to come right over. This is hard
enough as it is, now he's making it harder by making me wait." He
continued to pace checking the door several more times until a
soft knocking finally came at the door. Lance walked over to the
door quickly and opened it. On the other side stood JC Chasez,
with one arm leaning on the doorframe.

	"Hiya Scoop! What's up?" He smiled at Lance as he entered
the room. Lance closed the door and followed JC into the room. He
saw that JC was sitting on the edge of the bed. "So what did you
want to talk about Lance?" Lance continued his pacing, while
rubbing his hands together. He took several deep breaths to try
to calm down.

	"Look Josh, this is really hard for me so please bare with
me."

	"Josh?!?  Uh-Oh this is serious. Is everything okay? Are
you all right?" JC jumped up and was looking at Lance with worry
in his eyes.

	Lance smiled at his reaction. "I'm not dying if that's what
you're worried about. Its just something that I need to tell you.
Something about me." Lance sat on the bed and looked at the
ground.  JC sat next to Lance and put his arm around his
shoulder.

	"Look James, you can tell me anything. We're like brothers
remember.  So whatever you have to say, just say it. And we'll
get through it together." In his mind JC was wondering if Lance
was finally going to come out to him.  He had been wondering
about Lance for a long time now, but never mentioned it before to
the others or to Lance. He was waiting for Lance to come to him.
Personally he was worried about Lance, he never seemed to be
happy anymore, and he just mopped around the hotel. Now that the
guys had three weeks of vacation time in Toronto, he was hoping
that Lance would find someone to make him happy. Even if that
meant that that person was a guy.

	Lance was thinking something similar. He was shocked that
JC used his first name, the guys only used it when they were
really mad at him for scheduling difficulties, and then they only
used it sometimes.  That made Lance feel like JC actually cared
about him, and was taking this seriously. His courage went up a
little and he decided to go for it. "JC you know how I've seemed
really upset lately?" He looked at JC who just nodded his head
indicating that he had noticed it. "Well its because I have
something to tell you and the guys that's been tearing me up
inside... Something that I've kept from all of you for a really
long time." He started to hyperventilate again, and tears started
to form in the corners of his eyes. JC got up and grabbed some
tissues; he sat back down next to Lance and gave them to him.

	"Take your time Lance, I'm not going anywhere." He smiled
and got a nod from Lance who was wiping his eyes.

"Well, have you ever noticed how I haven't dated much, and how
when I dated Danielle I kinda avoided getting together with her?"
He continued to look at the ground, and heard JC say that he had
noticed. "Well its cause I'm... I'm G... Oh god this is to hard!"
He started to cry again. JC just wrapped his arms around Lance
and began to rock him, trying to calm him down. He was now
convinced that Lance was gay, and was really glad that he was
finally admitting it to him. He decided to finish Lance's
sentence for him.

	"So you're gay. I don't have a problem with that at all."
He carefully watched for Lance's reaction to what he just said,
praying that he was correct in his assumptions. Lance's reaction
was one of total and complete shock. It took him a few seconds to
comprehend what JC had just said.

	"Wha?!? How'd... how did you know?" He asked with the same
look of confusion on his face.

	"Like you said James, you never seemed to be all that
interested in girls, so I just figured. I'm glad that you finally
came out to me, I was wondering if you were just going to keep it
to yourself forever."

	"You knew for that long? Why didn't you tell me you knew?

	"Cause I wasn't really sure, that and it really wasn't my
place to say anything until you came to me first. I'm really
proud of you Scoop."

	"So you're not pissed that I kept this from you? Or that
I'm gay?" He looked slightly worried about the answer JC would
give him, but he was fairly confident it would be what he wanted
to hear.

	"Yeah don't worry about it, I'm fine with it. Just don't be
looking at me in the showers after a show okay? I don't swing the
same way my little Scoopy here does" While he was saying that he
put Lance in a headlock and started to give him nuggies.

	"Alright! Alright, I give." JC let go of Lance and got up.
"Where are ya going JC?" Lance asked a little worried.

	"Don't worry, I'm just going to the washroom." JC entered
the washroom and a few minutes later emerged with a washcloth for
Lance to clean himself up with. "So your gay, and I suppose you
like someone. So who is it?"

	"I thought you said you didn't want to be involved in my
love life?" Lance said as he wiped the tearstains off his face.

	"That's not what I said, I said I didn't want you looking
at me in the shower. That doesn't mean we can't talk about who we
like now does it. As far as I'm concerned nothing really
important has changed, you're still the same guy I've always
known, you just prefer to go to bed with the same sex is all. Am
I right" He said smiling.

	"Yeah I guess so."

	"Well?"

	"Well what?"

	"Who do you like? Let's see if we can get you a man" He
started to giggle as he said this.

	"Are you sure that you want to hear this, I don't know how
you will take this?"

	"Look I'm fine with you being gay right? So lets hear it,
whom do you like? Maybe I can fix you two up."

	Lance again looked at the floor and slowly began to
speak...

Meanwhile in Justin's room

	Justin sat up in bed, wondering for an instant why he fell
asleep so early in the afternoon. When he finally did remember he
started to cry again. He pulled himself up into a ball and
wrapped himself in the blanket. "Why?" He continued to sob for a
few minutes. Twenty minutes later when he finished, he grabbed
some tissues and went to the washroom. Looking in the mirror he
realized that he looked like shit, so he turned around and
started the shower. He removed the boxers and tee shirt he had
been wearing and got in. He let the water run all over his
muscular body.

	"Why do I do this to myself? If only I was straight, things
would be a lot easier. And I wouldn't have to hide this from my
friends. God I can't handle this, I have to get out of here." He
got out of the shower and dried himself off.

	He walked into his room naked, and went to his suitcase. He
got out a pair of khakis and a baby blue silk shirt. After he
dressed he packed up everything in the room that was his.  When
he was finished he put on his jacket, and the hat that was in the
pocket. He then walked out of the room and headed towards the
elevator. He wasn't going to tell the guys were he was going or
even that he was leaving at all. He didn't want to have to deal
with all of the questions that he was sure to get from Joey and
Chris, and the hounding he would get from JC if he found out. He
just pushed the button to the elevator and got in when the doors
opened. On his way down he realized that he was leaving the man
he loved behind with out even telling him how he felt or were he
was going. A tear began to role down his cheek.

	As the elevator came to a halt in the lobby, Justin got out
and headed towards the front desk. A young lady was working.
Justin looked at her and handed her his room key. "I'm checking
out"

	"Okay Mr. Timberlake, will you be returning, your group
will still be here for another three weeks?" She looked up at him
and noticed the tearstains on his cheeks, but wisely chose not to
mention it.

	"I don't know if I'm going to return or not...."

	"Alright sir, since your party has the floor reserved, you
will still have your room when and if you return."

	"Thank you."

	"Your welcome sir."

	Justin turned and walked out the door of the hotel and got
into a cab. He told the driver to take him to the airport. He put
his hand against the window and silently said to himself "Good
bye my love..."

Back in Lance's room

	"Well come on Lance, who do you like?"

	Looking at the floor again Lance began to speak. "You
actually know him, we all do." He started to breathe faster
again.

	"Are you going to make me guess? Come on Lance, tell me who
it is? Is it one of the guys?"

	"Yeah, actually it is." He looked at the floor, ashamed
about what he just said. He was about to admit that he had fallen
in love with a guy that he had known for years.

	"It's not me is it Scoop? Cause I told you that I don't go
that way."

	"No its not you Josh, you can relax."

	"So who is it, Joey? Chris? Justin?" He saw Lance stiffen
when he mentioned Justin's name. "It's Justin isn't it? That's so
cute!" He started to laugh.

	"What's so funny? Why are you laughing at me cause I love
Justin?"

	"Whoa! You love Justin?!?  How long have you felt this way
about him?"

	"About two years now, ever since we spent that week in New
York and we had to share that hotel room. We stayed up for hours
just talking, it was so great!" As he was saying this, a huge
smile spread across JC's face. Lance noticed this and asked,
"What are you smiling at?"

	"I think that it's cute that you're in love. I haven't seen
you this happy in weeks!" He got up and started to run around the
room singing "LANCE-AND-JUSTIN-SITTING-IN-A-TREE. K-I-S-S-
I-N-G!" Lance threw a pillow at him to shut him up. "Alright I'm
finished."

	"So..."

	"So what?"

	"You're his best friend, you think that I might have a
chance with him?" His voice was becoming very soft as he
finished.

	"I don't know, we never really talked about it, I always
just assumed that he was straight. I mean he did date Brittany
and he was upset when they broke up. But who knows. I could ask
him if you want me to Scoop."

	"No don't! I don't want him to feel weirded out or
anything."

	"It's not like I'm going to go up to him and say 'J man,
are you gay? Do you like Lance cause he really really likes you!"
He started to giggle again.

	"Oh shut up!"

	"Seriously though, I have no idea about him. Sorry."

	"It's okay, I should just be thankful that you're still my
friend after I told you that I was gay. I guess I was hoping for
too much."

	JC walked over to where Lance was sitting and pulled him
into a hug. "Its all good Lance, I'll be there with you if you
need me to be."

	"Thank you Josh" Lance said as they pulled apart.

	"No problem. So are you going to tell the others? I mean
about you being gay, not about the Justin thing." He smiled again
and looked at Lance waiting for an answer.

	"Do you think they will take the news as well as you did?"

	"Of course! We are brothers after all. Family sticks
together no matter what. And if they don't take it well, I'll
kick their asses!" This was met by a smack from Lance. "Hey! What
gives?"

	"Don't swear!"

	"Sorry. Well do you want to go and get it over with?" He
said more seriously.

	"Umm, can you give me a half hour so I can shower and get
cleaned up. Then have the guys meet here so I can tell them.
Okay?"

	"Sure, I'll go round them up while you shower. You need it.
You stink!" JC was running out the door as he said this so he
missed the pillows that Lance threw at him.  Lance got up and
headed for the shower, after looking in the mirror and taking a
deep breath to calm himself down some more, he realized that he
looked horrible. He stripped naked and turned on the shower, as
soon as it was to his liking he got in and started to clean
himself up.

Out in the hall

	JC was walking out of lance's room thinking about what had
just happened. Lance had finally come out to someone and he
looked like he was in a better mood. He just hoped that the guys
would take the news as well as he had. He came up to Joey's door
and knocked. He heard Joey shout from the inside telling him to
hold on a second. The door opened and Joey poked his head out.

	"Hey JC what's up?"

	"Lance wants us to meet in half an hour in his room for a
meeting."

	"Did he say what it was about?"

	"Just meet in his room in a half an hour, that's all I can
say. Oh and can you tell Chris? I'm going to tell Justin right
now?"

	Joey turned his head and yelled into his room "Hey Chris,
we gotta meeting in Scoop's room in thirty minutes." He heard
some thing that could be a response coming from inside the room.

	"Was that Chris? Is he okay?" JC asked with a little
concern.

	"Yeah he's fine. I'm just killing him in video games and he
has been trying for the last hour to kill me!" Joey said as he
laughed at how pathetic Chris was when it came to video games.
"We'll be there in a half hour JC" With that said he closed the
door and proceeded to kill Chris another time.

	JC, meanwhile, smiled and headed to Justin's room. He
reached the door and knocked. After a few minutes he knocked
again. Finally he decided that Justin was just sleeping. And that
Lance could tell him after he had told the others and when Justin
had woken up.

A half hour later

	The guys had all gathered in Lance's room except for
Justin. Joey and Chris were horsing around on the couch; JC was
sitting on the bed looking at lance who was standing near the
door looking very nervous.

	"Guys, I think Lance wants to tell us something." With that
the two stopped and looked at Lance waiting for him to say
whatever he had to say so they could get back to wrestling.

	Lance walked around the room trying to find a way to say
what he needed to say to them. Joey and Chris got a little
worried, Lance never got this nervous when he needed to talk
business to the guys.

	"Lance what's wrong? You're freaking me out here." Joey
asked.

	"Yeah man, spill it. What's bothering you?"

	Lance took a deep breath and looked at the two of them.
"Look guys, there is no easy way for me to say this so I'm just
going to say it. I'm gay! There that's it." He closed his eyes
getting ready for any yelling that might happen. The reaction
that he got however, was the last thing he or JC were expecting.

	"You owe me ten bucks." Joey said to Chris.

	"Dammit! Why do I always loose these bets?" Chris asked
getting really mad that he had to pay Joey again. JC was confused
and asked the guys if they were fine with it, the reaction he got
confused him even more.

	"Hold on JC. You loose these bets Chris cause your not as
perceptive as I am. I notice everything about you guys and I know
things about you guys that nobody else knows. So there!" He stuck
out his tongue at Chris, who promptly grabbed it and threatened
Joey.

	"You can have your tongue back if I don't have to pay."
Joey started to tickle him and Chris let go.

	"HA! You can't even follow up on a threat." He then got up
and turned to Lance. He stared at Lance for a few seconds then
walked up to him and pulled him into a hug. "I'm fine with it
Scoop. I've actually been expecting it for a little while. Just
waiting for you to come out to us on your own time. I'm proud of
ya." With that said he ruffled Lance's hair and sat down.

	Lance turned to Chris waiting for a reaction.

	"I hate you!" Chris said flatly. Everyone in the room was
shocked at what Chris just said. "How could you? I thought we
were brothers? How could you let Joey take me for more money?"
He then fell over laughing at the sight of the other guy's faces.
"What, you think I hated you cause you're gay? I got no problem
with that, but if you cost me anymore money, I'll be forced to
kill you, you understand that?" Lance smiled and nodded.

	"Thanks guys, this means allot to me. I don't know what I
would have done if you guys had turned out to hate me."

	JC finally spoke up "Well you don't have to worry about
that now. We all know and we've accepted you. You just have to
work up the courage to tell Justin when he gets up."

	"Why would he need to work up more courage? He came out to
us and we didn't freak, it should be the same with Justin." Chris
asked.

	"Duh! Our boy Lance here has the hots for Curly." Joey
said.

	"What no way, ten bucks says he doesn't"

	"You're on." With that said Chris turned to Lance and asked
whether it was true or not. Lance just blushed as JC fell off the
bed laughing uncontrollably.

	"I can't answer that Chris, I'm sorry."

	"Why can't you answer it?"

	"Cause you said you'd kill me if I cost you more money!"
Lance said this quickly as he ran in to the bathroom and closed
the door.

	"AHA! I won pay up. That's $20 bucks you owe me now Chris."
Joey ran around the room cheering that he had won yet another
bet. Meanwhile Chris was at the bathroom door demanding that
Lance show himself and give him the money to pay off Joey. JC on
the other hand, decided that it was time to go wake up Justin. He
yelled in the direction of the bathroom were Lance kept the extra
keys to the rooms. After finding them he headed over to Justin's.

	He again knocked just to make sure Justin wasn't already
up. When he got no response, he used the key and opened the door.
When he walked in the first thing that he noticed was that the
place was to clean. Normally Justin had clothes all over the
place. He called out just in case Justin was in the bathroom.
"Curly you in here?" When he got no response, he walked over to
the bathroom and opened it. There was nothing in it to indicate
that Justin was even in this room anymore. "Where the hell is
he?" He asked himself.

	He walked back over to Lance's room and entered. Joey was
now on top of Chris demanding his money, while Lance was laughing
uncontrollably on the bed.

	"Guys, does anyone know were Curly is? He's not in his room
and neither is any of his stuff." This caused the guys to stop.
Lance looked really worried.

	"He's gone? When did he leave? Do you know were he went?
Did he leave a note or message?" Lance asked a little too fast.

	"Calm down Scoop, he's a grown boy now and he can take care
of himself. I know you're worried but try not to be. He probably
just moved hotel rooms and didn't tell us. He's done it before."

	"Still, I want to know were he is. I need to talk to him."
Lance said softly.

	"Don't worry about it yet Lance, We'll talk to him when he
shows up for breakfast tomorrow. It's like 10:50 now so I suggest
that we all hit the hay, and try to get some sleep." JC said.

	This was met with agreement from everyone. And Just as
Chris and JC walked out the door, Joey turned to Lance and said.
"Don't worry about how Justin will react, I think it will be
better than you think." And without explaining what he meant,
Joey walked out leaving a bewildered Lance standing in the middle
of his room. Lance looked at the door with a very confused look
on his face, he was about to go and ask Joey what he had meant
but he decided against it, Joey would explain in the morning. He
stripped down to a tee shirt and his boxers and crawled into bed.
He couldn't sleep though, he kept wondering were Justin was, and
if he was all right. After what seemed like hours, he finally
fell asleep.

On a plane just leaving Toronto

	Justin sat down next to the window and waited for the plane
to take off. He really was not a huge fan of flying, but it did
get him away from his problems. And right now he needed to get
away.  He couldn't stand to look at any of his friends; he hated
keeping secrets from them. But he knew that he needed to keep how
he felt a secret or he risked every thing that he had. He loved
his friends, his family, and his career, and he didn't want to
lose any of them.

	He closed his eyes as he felt tears start to well up in his
eyes again. He brought the back of his hand up to wipe his tears
away, he opened his eyes and looked out the window. He saw
nothing, as it was late at night and completely dark out. He
turned back to look at the rest of the passengers, thankfully
their weren't many other, so the possibility of him being
identified and mobbed was very low.

	He sat back and tried to relax, he thought about were he
was going. He had decided to go to New York because that was the
place he felt mot comfortable besides his home in Orlando.
He would have gone there but his mother would be there and he
didn't want to have to deal with her asking him thousands of
questions. So New York it was, he would check in to a hotel and
just veg out until he could control his emotions.

	Even with the nap he had earlier, Justin still managed to
fall asleep.  He slept right through the trip and only awoke when
a flight attendant shook him awake telling him they had arrived.
He thanked her and quickly exited the plane. He found a cab and
told him to take him to a hotel.

	The hotel seemed awfully familiar to Justin, but he just
ignored it, thinking that he had probably stayed here during one
of the tours they were on.  Knowing that it was late, he hoped
that there was still some rooms free, and as it turned out there
was several. The man behind the desk handed him a key and told
him his room was on the seventh floor.

	Justin walked into the elevator and proceeded to the
seventh floor. He found his room at the end of the hall. He
unlocked the door and walked in.

	His bags hit the floor and he stopped dead in his tracks.
This was the room were he had fallen in love.  Years ago he had
spent a week here with the guy he loved, he knew that his
feelings weren't returned so he kept it to himself. Instead, he
had enjoyed spending hours talking to the guy long into the
night. Justin sat down on one of the beds and looked around,
nothing had changed. He wondered if the initials that they had
carved in the closet were still there. He got up and went to
look. Sure enough the words 'JRT, JLB were here!' were there. He
smiled at the sight of this. He looked closer and noticed that
there was a slight difference. Lightly, around their initial
there was a heart and a plus sign between their initials, the
rest had been scratched over lightly. So it now read 'JRT + JLB'
with a heart around it.

	"I only wish." He said quietly to himself. He just thought
that someone else had found it and decided to add to it. He
couldn't tackle it any more. He came to New York to get away from
his feelings and now he was in the very room where they had
started. He had to tell him how he felt, yet indirectly, incase
he didn't feel the same way.

	Justin went over to one of his bags and pulled out his
laptop, he sat down and booted it up. He thought about what he
was going to say. He got into his email and began to write...

Back in Toronto, the next morning

	Lance woke up with the sun shinning in his eyes. He felt
better than he had in months. He had told the guys that he was
gay and they had fully accepted him. Later today he was going to
tell Justin the same thing and depending on his reaction tell him
how he felt.

	He then remembered that the guys were meeting for breakfast
and would probably want to meet here again. He got up and headed
in to the bathroom to shower and to shave.  He always hated
shaving, ever since he first started; he couldn't get used to the
fact that it kept growing back no matter how much he shaved. He
remembered when he just let it grow for a week just to see what
he would look like. Ironically it was the week he and Justin
shared a room together in New York. He thought back to the last
day that they were there.

New York (Two years in the past)

	"Common just shave it, you look dumb" Justin begged Lance
to shave his beard off. It wasn't even a full beard; it was more
like hairs sticking out and various places on Lances face.
Justin actually thought that it made him look really cute, but he
couldn't tell Lance that. In the last week, he had fallen for
Lance, and it was going to kill him not to be able to express his
true feelings for him.

	"You really think I should?" Lance said as he ran a hand
over his chin and cheek.

	"Yes, cause if you don't I will, when your sleeping!"

	"You wouldn't?!?"

	"Try me"

	"Okay okay, I'll shave it off. There are you happy now? God
you can really be convincing when you need to be. Too bad you
can't use that technique on the girls." The last sentence hurt
Lance to say, but he knew that Justin was straight and he could
never have him the way he wanted to have him.

'If only you knew' Justin thought to himself. "You know Lance, I
had a really great time this week."

	"I know what you mean Justin." With that said he went into
the washroom to shave off what little facial hair he had.
Meanwhile Justin decided he wanted to leave something for who
ever had this suite after they did, who knew it might be a fan.
He went over to the closet and opened the door. He took out his
pocketknife and started to carve his initials, and then Lance's.
He wanted to put a heart around it but he knew that he shouldn't
in case Lance found it. Instead he simply added the words 'were
here' to the end. When he finished he put down the knife and went
to stand out on the balcony.

	After a few minutes Lance emerged from the washroom, and
went to the closet to get the rest of his things to pack up.  He
saw the fresh cuts in the wood and just assumed that Justin had
left yet another 'gift' for fans that might have this room later
on. He looked closer and noticed that his initials were there
too. He looked at the dresser next to him and saw that Justin had
left his pocketknife there. He picked it up and quickly scratched
out the 'were here' part of the carving. He looked up to see were
Justin was, seeing that he was on the balcony with his back
turned to the room, Lance proceeded. He scratched a small plus
sign between their initial and added a heart around the outside.
That done, he grabbed his stuff, and closed the door to the
closet. He started to pack his stuff, thinking how weird it would
be if any of the guys found what he had done.

	Out on the balcony, Justin turned around just in time to
see Lance enter the closet. His heart jumped when he remembered
what he had done in there. A lump was forming in his throat until
it hit him; he didn't do anything that would let Lance on to how
he felt. It was jus their initials saying that they were there.
He turned around again and watched the sun begin to set.

	After a few minutes Lance joined Justin on the balcony and
leaned up next to the younger boy on the railing.

	"Beautiful isn't it?" Each boy asked the other at the same
time. 'Yeah you are' they each thought, while giggling. A tense
silence fell between the two boys as they watched the sun set
together. They didn't say another thing until it was time for
them to leave. They were both content to be there in each other's
company.

Back in the present

	Lance finished shaving and waited for the others to show up
for breakfast. While he was waiting, he ordered breakfast for the
guys from room service. After about twenty minutes, Chris and
Joey walked in still rubbing sleep out of their eyes, and pulling
a cart of food. "Morning" they both said as they sat down on the
couch. Lance got up and went over to the cart and grabbed some
food. He sat down on the chair in the corner and ate his food
quietly.  Joey noticed this as he was waiting for Chris to finish
getting his food.

	"Nervous Scoop?" He asked

	Lance looked up and nodded his head. He put his plate down
in his lap and spoke up. "Yeah I am, what if Justin doesn't take
it all that well? Then how am I supposed to be around him and
still keep my feelings to myself?"

	"I told ya, he'll take it better than you think." Joey said
in between bites.

	"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Chris asked

	"You'll find out Chris, trust me."

	Chris, having known Joey for years knew that he wasn't
going to get any more information out of him, so he just went
back to eating. JC chose that moment to enter the room.

	"What took you so long JC?" Joey asked.

	"I slept in." JC said still half asleep.

	"DAMMIT!" Chris yelled as he pulled out his wallet and paid
Joey off. "Guys, I think that its time that we discussed how much
money we each get, I never seem to have enough money to pay HIM
off" He said this while pointing at Joey, who in defense just
shrugged his shoulders.

	"Well, tell you what Chris." Lance spoke up, barely able to
keep a straight face. "Well cut your salary by half and give that
to Joey in advance. He ends up with it anyway." Lance couldn't
hold it any longer and burst out laughing which everyone soon
joined but Chris.

	"That wasn't funny!" Chris said in his defense.

	"Like hell it wasn't!" JC said from the bed.

	"Yeah whatever. Hey where is Justin? Shouldn't he be here
by now?" He looked at his watch and noticed that it was starting
to get on into the afternoon. "Think we should call him?"

	"Yeah I think we should, you know, just to see if he is all
right." Lance said. Everyone stopped and starred at Lance with
smiles on their faces. "What? What is so amusing?"

	"THATS SOOO CUTE!" They all said at once.

	"Yeah yeah, whatever shut up." Lance had now turned every
shade of red describable.

	"Okay, I'll go call him. Stay here, I'll be right back." JC
got up to leave but was soon stopped by Lance.

	"Can you tell him that I really need to talk to him."

	"Sure thing Scoop." JC left the room and headed towards his
own. He entered and headed to the phone. He picked it up and
called the front desk. The young lady was still working and
answered.

	"Hello"

	"Hi, This is JC Chasez staying on floor 10. Can you please
connect me to Justin Timberlake? He should be in this hotel."

	"I'm sorry sir, but Mr. Timberlake checked out of the hotel
late last night."

	"WHAT?!?" JC screamed into the phone. "Where did he go?"

	"I don't know sir, all I know is when I said he could
return anytime within the next three weeks and still have his
room, he said that he said that he didn't know if he would be
returning or not. He had his luggage with him."

	"Was he alright?"

	"He seemed to have been crying sir. I decided not to ask
about, he didn't look like he wanted to talk."

	"Did he leave a message for anyone?"

	"No sir, he just handed in his key, and left. He got into a
cab outside and that was the last I saw him. I'm sorry that I
can't be of anymore help."

	"It's alright, thanks anyway." JC hung up the phone. Justin
was missing and he was getting worried. Could he have overheard
what Lance was saying the previous night? Had that scared him
away? JC pushed those thoughts out of his head; he needed to find
out where Justin was first. He walked over to the dresser and
picked up his cell phone, and after cycling through the pre-set
numbers he was soon calling Justin's Cell.

New York

	Justin was awoken by his cell phone ringing. He looked at
the display and noticed that it was JC. For a few minute he
debated answering it or not. He finally decided that he had to
talk to JC regardless of how much JC was sure to yell at him.

	"Hello JC."

	"Justin? Where are you?"

	"I just had to get away. I needed time to be myself."

	"That's fine Justin, but where are you? And why didn't you
tell us that you were leaving?"

	"I just couldn't face you guys last night, I was a wreck. I
really just needed to get away."

	"Why? What happened?" JC asked with concern in his voice.

	"I can't tell you Josh. I just had to get away from you
guys." Justin started to cry as he said this. He had to stifle
his sobs so that JC wouldn't hear them.

	JC, however, had noticed Justin's sobs. He had also noticed
Justin's use of his first name. "Justin, are you alright? Is
there anything that I can do?"

	"I'm okay Josh, I just need some time alone."

	"Okay, we'll be sure to leave you alone until you're
alright. But where are you, just incase there is an emergency and
we need to reach you?"

	"I'm.... Umm...I'm kinda in...."

	"Justin spit it out!"

	"I'm in New York."

	"What!! Why are you in New York?"

	"I told you I just had to get away from you guys and this
was the first place the airport had tickets to, so I took it."

	"Well I'm not happy about this, but you are nineteen and
you can take care of yourself, so I can't really blame you. I
guess I should go break this to the guys then. Call me if you
need anything, or if you just need someone to talk to. Okay?"

	"Thanks Josh, I'll call if I need to talk. Bye"

	"Oh, Justin!"

	"Yeah?"

	"Lance told me to tell you, that he really needs to talk to
you. He said it was very important. You might want to call him.
See ya."

	"I will a little later, bye Josh." He hung up.

Back in Toronto

	At hearing that Lance wanted to talk to him, Justin broke
down and started to cry. Just as JC hit the 'end' button on his
cell he could swear he heard Justin crying. He passed it off as
his imagination. He now had to go break the news to the guys.
They were not going to be happy. Lance was going to be
frustrated, he had finally worked up enough courage to admit his
feeling about Justin, and now Justin wasn't around for Lance to
tell him.

	"How am I going to tell Lance the news, he'll be crushed."
JC said to himself as he left his room and went back to were the
guys had had breakfast. Upon entering, Lance jumped up and almost
yelled

	"Well where is he? Did you tell him that I need to talk to
him?"

	"Whoa, calm down Lance. Yeah I told him that you needed to
speak to him and that it was important."

	"Well where is he? I kinda want to get this over with, I've
held it in for so long."

	"Your not going to like this, but Justin is in New York."
JC braced himself for the barrage of questions he was about to
get from the guys.

	"WHAT!!" They all yelled in unison.

	"Why the hell is he in New York?" Joey asked.

	"He said that he really needed to be alone. He just needed
time away from us." Joey nodded his head in understanding as if
he was expecting JC to say something like that.

	Lance sat down on the edge of the bed and started to cry
softly. The others had yet to notice him as they were still
talking.

	"When is he coming back?" Asked Chris.

	"I don't know. I told him to call if he needed anything, or
just incase he needed someone to talk to." He looked over at
Lance and noticed how down he looked. "I also told him to call
you Lance. He said that he would a little later." He hoped that
this would cheer Lance up slightly, but it seemed to have the
reverse effect. Lance started to cry harder. "What's wrong
Scoop?"

	"I can't tell him over the phone, I won't be able to
actually see his reaction."

	"Oh, I hadn't thought of that. Sorry."

	"Its okay, I should b able to hold out a little while
longer. I mean I waited two years, what's a few more weeks
right?" Lance wiped the back of his hand across his eyes, and got
up. "Don't worry I'll be fine. Hell maybe I'll go on a little
vacation of my own. I could use some time to think about what to
say to him."

	The others looked at each other with concern in their eyes,
they knew that Lance was going to take this hard, but they had to
help in any way they could. Chris spoke up first.

	"Okay Scoop, if you need to be alone, then we won't
intrude...Any idea where you want to go?" All three were silently
hoping that he would go anywhere but New York. Justin and Lance
didn't need that type of pressure.

	"I was thinking about going to Montreal, I've only been
once before but I didn't have the opportunity to actually get out
and look around. At least then I have the chance to think."

	"Sounds cool Lance." Joey said. "Need any help packing?"
Joey knew that Lance was headed for New York, but he kept his
mouth shut.

	"No thanks, I think that I can manage."

	"Alright than Scoop, see ya when you get back." Joey said
as he got up and gave Lance a hug. After he let Lance go, he got
up and left the room.

	"Bye Lance!" Chris said quickly as he followed Joey out.

	Lance said good bye to each of them and turned to look at
JC who was still standing there. JC crossed his arms against his
chest and looked right into Lance's eyes.

	"Your going to New York, aren't you?"

	Lance looked at the floor, ashamed that his plans had been
discovered. He sat down on the edge of the bed, and looked JC in
the eyes.

	"I have to talk to him JC, I can't just tell him over the
phone, and I can't wait any longer to tell him either. I need to
see him. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

	JC sighed, and sat next to Lance. "Yeah, I guess I
understand. If I were in love with someone for that long and
finally decided to tell them, I'd hunt them down too. But I'm not
so sure you going down there is such a good idea. I mean, Justin
left because he needed time away from us. Don't you think that we
should respect that?"

	"Yes we should, but this is important to me. I NEED to talk
to him."

	"Alright. If it's that important to you, then go! Just
promise you'll call me if you need anything."

	"I will, I promise." Lance gave JC a quick hug and then
began to pack.

10 hours later

	Lance had arrived in New York and was now in a specific
hotel. One that held fond memories for him. He had specifically
asked the cab driver to take him here after leaving the airport.
He walked up to the front desk and saw that a young lady was
working.

	"Excuse me I was wondering if I could get a room." Lance
said as he put his bag down. "Specifically room #205" Lance
really wanted that room, it was the room that he and Justin had
shared two years ago. He was going to drop his stuff off and
begin to search the city for Justin.

	"I'm sorry sir but that room is booked." The girl said as
she checked the computer.

	Lance's hopes fell. "Oh, do you know when the occupant will
be leaving?" He asked, his hope rising a little.

	"Hold on a second sir, I'll check." She turned to the
computer and entered some information. "I'm sorry sir but a Mr.
Timberlake has that room booked for the next few weeks. Could I
get you another room?"

	"Mr. Timberlake? Is that Justin Timberlake?" Lance was
getting very excited about finding Justin so quickly. He had
expected to be searching the city for days.

	"Um yes, the room is registered under a Justin Timberlake.
Is there a problem sir?"

	"NO! No problem, I just won't be needing a room just yet.
I'll go visit with him for a bit."

	"Alright sir, its the second set of elevators on your left,
floor six."

	"Thank you" Lance said over his shoulder as he ran off
towards the elevators, leaving a very confused young lady behind
the front desk. Lance got into one of the open elevators and hit
the button for floor six. The doors closed and it started going
up. When it reached the floor, the doors opened and Lance walked
out an up to the door with #205 on it.

	This was it; he was finally going to tell Justin that he
was gay, and that he loved him.

	He raised his hand to knock...

Meanwhile in Justin's room

	Justin was sitting on the balcony thinking of Lance and how
much he wanted to be with him right now. It was still about an
hour or so until the sun would start to set.  He desperately
wanted to watch it set with Lance in his arms. He had wanted to
do that the last time they were here.  He knew that it was
impossible though, as Lance would never feel the same way. With
that thought, the tears came back to his eyes. He had given up
trying to stop them; they just had to flow. He needed to get over
his feelings for Lance if he was going to work with him. He had
sent Lance an anonymous email saying that he had loved him for a
very long time and that he hoped they could get together. He had
sent it to Lance's private email address, one that very few
people knew about. He hadn't signed it cause he was too afraid
that Lance would reject him, and Justin couldn't handle that.

	He sat there crying for a few minutes, wishing that Lance
would come and comfort him. He knew that it was stupid for him to
wish such a thing, but that was all he had left, wishes.

	A soft knocking at the door brought him back to reality. He
got up and walked to the door expecting it to be the food he
ordered earlier. When he opened the door he was shocked to see
Lance standing there. He stood there with his mouth hanging open,
trying to figure out if he was dreaming or not. Was his wish
coming true?

	Lance looked at Justin and noticed that he had been crying
his eyes were all red and puffy. He instantly forgot why he was
there. The only thing on his mind was making Justin feel better.

	"Lance what are you doing here?" Justin asked in disbelief.

	Lance stood there for a second trying to remember why he
was there. "I uh... I really needed to talk to you."

	Justin smiled and invited Lance inside. "I told Josh that I
was going to call you. Didn't he tell you?"

	"Yeah he did, but what I have to say I needed to tell you
in person." Lance looked at the floor.

	Justin sat on one of the beds and motioned Lance to sit
next to him. Lance sat and looked at Justin's red eyes.

	"Are you alright Justin? You look like you've been crying."
Lance asked with concern in his voice.

	"I'll be fine, I just needed time away, that's all." Justin
lied to Lance.

	"Oh, well, I uh. Look I'm sorry for disturbing you. I'll
just say what I came to say and leave you in peace." Lance
started to get really nervous and began to breathe hard.

	Justin noticed that Lance was starting to tense up so he
put his arm around the older boys shoulders and said "What ever
it is Lance, I'll be here for you. We'll always be friends. So
spit it out." It hurt Justin to say that they would be 'friends'
but that was all he thought they would ever be.

	"Justin I don't know how to tell you this. I've got
something really important to tell you, and I'm not sure your
going to take this as well as the guys did."

	"You told the others, and they were fine with it. So why
would I be the exception."

	"It's just, I realized something about myself a long time
ago, in this very room ironically. And I just now had the courage
to tell every one about it." He said this while looking around
the room, everywhere but in Justin's eyes. He couldn't bear to
look at him right now. He couldn't stand it if Justin rejected
him.

	Justin on the other hand never took his red puffy eyes off
of Lance. 'He couldn't be? Could he? Could he actually be gay?
NO! There is no way in hell that he could be gay! I'm not that
lucky! Still he did come all the way down here just to tell me
this, and he is very worried about how I'll react.'

	"You can tell me anything Lance and I won't think any
differently of you." It was the truth, whatever Lance was about
to say, would not change how Justin felt about Lance. He loved
Lance with all his heart and that would never change.

	"Okay, I'll just say it. I might as well get it over with.
Then I can let you get back to whatever you were doing."

	"Go ahead." He saw Lance take a deep breath, let it go and
then take another.

	"Justin I'm gay and I love you! I have since we spent that
week here two years ago. I just finally admitted it to myself and
to the others. I realize that you're straight and would never
even consider being with me, so I promise you that I won't ever
try anything on you. Hopefully you won't be mad at me and we can
at least be friends. I'll leave you alone now." Lance got up and
started to walk to the door. He didn't even look back at Justin.
He couldn't. Tears were already forming in his eyes.

	Justin sat on the bed in total shock. 'Did he just say that
he was gay? And that he loved me? ME?!? Whoa, I have to be
dreaming.' He noticed that Lance was getting up and leaving. He
just walked to the door, opened it and started to walk out.

	Without thinking, Justin shot up and ran to the door. He
grabbed Lance by the arm and turned him around. He saw that Lance
was crying. His heart melted right there, it had to be true!
Lance did love him!

	He pulled Lance into him and placed his lips on Lances. I
was a simple kiss, but one filled with passion and lust that they
had both wanted to express for the past two years. Justin dragged
Lance back into the room and closed the door behind them.

	"Lance I think we need to talk."

Back in Toronto

	JC sat at the bar in the hotel, he normally didn't drink
but he really needed something to make him stop worrying. Lance
was going down to see Justin and confess his love for him. JC
didn't know how Justin would react to it. He was worried about
Lance and how he might have to deal with being rejected. He was
also worried about his best friend. Why had Justin left? Why
hadn't he come to JC with his problem like he usually did? JC
downed his drink and asked the bar tender for a beer.

	Chris walked in and noticed that JC was sitting at the bar.
He went over to join him. "I see you had the same idea I did."
Chris sat on the stool that was next to JC's.

	"Yeah, I'm just really worried about Lance and Justin."

	"I know, I tried to take a nap but I just kept tossing and
turning. I don't know what we'll do if they don't work things
out." The bartender came up and gave JC his beer, and after
looking at Chris, went off to get him one as well.

	"I don't know if I can stand to see Scoop heart broken.
Hell I can't even imagine how
Justin is going to react to this." JC said as he took a sip of
his drink.

	"I know. We're just going to have to stay neutral and help
both of them in any way that we can." He picked up the drink that
the bar tender had just placed in front of him. "Let's just hope
for the best"

	"There you two are! I've been looking all around for you."
JC and Chris turned to look at Joey, who was standing there with
his arms folded across his chest and a frown on his face. "Why
wasn't I invited to your little drinking thing?"

	"Actually Joey, we hadn't planned it. It just so happens
that we both couldn't sleep, so we headed down here on our own.
Why?" JC asked

	"I was just getting lonely that's all." Joey said like a
three-year-old child. "So why are you two having problems
sleeping?" Joey asked as he ordered a beer for himself.

	"Isn't it obvious? We're worried about Justin and Lance.
What's Justin going to say to Lance when he shows up at Justin's
door. How is he going to react to having his privacy invaded, and
how is he going to react when he finds out that Lance is in love
with him?" JC said while taking a long drag from his bottle.

	"Wait, Lance went to New York? I thought he went to
Montreal?" Chris said, dumbfounded.

	"No, he needed to tell Justin, or it was going to kill him.
He just told us he was going to Montreal." JC looked over at
Joey, who had a huge smile on his face. "What are you smiling at
Joey? Aren't you worried about our friends."

	"No I'm not." Joey said flatly.

	"Why not! What kind of friend are you?" JC ad Chris said in
unison.

	"The kind that notices things. Justin won't blow up at
Lance for being gay, or even having feeling for him. Justin isn't
like that. If any thing, Justin will be grateful."

	"What the hell are you talking about Joey?" JC asked really
confused.

	"Do I really need to spell this out for you guys?"

	"I think that you had better."

	"Okay think about it. Lance has been real depressed for the
last little while, the cause: He's gay and in love with Justin.
He finally worked up enough courage to tell us and Justin how he
feels. Right?" The other two just nod their heads. "Now has
anyone else noticed that Justin has seemed depressed lately, and
that he took off cause he needed to be away from us. I mean does
that sound like Justin to you? Doesn't he always come to one of
us or to you JC when he has a problem? Now think about it. What
if one of us was the problem, or that he thought was going to be
a problem based on how he felt about them, he couldn't come to
any of us cause he didn't know how any of us were going to react.
Get it now"

	"Wait! You're saying that Justin is gay and has the hots
for one of us?" Said Chris.

	"Not one of us, but Lance!" JC said

	"How do you know that?" Joey asked a little confused that
he had missed something.

	"When I called Justin this morning. I told him just as we
were hanging up that Lance really needed to talk to him. At the
sound of Lance's name I swear I heard him start crying."

	"So your both saying that Justin is gay?" Chris looked at
each of then trying to figure out what was going on.

	"Yes we're saying that Justin is gay. And that he has the
hots for our boy Scoop." Joey said as he finished off his beer.
He and JC got up to leave, but Chris soon stopped them.

	"WAIT! I gotta know something? Giving that I can't seem to
figure anything out on my own anymore."

	"What do you want to know Chris?" Joey asked.

	"Is there anyone else in this group who is gay, BI, or
whatever?" Chris said with a smile on his face.

	Joey and JC looked at each other, than at Chris, than back
at each other. Turning his head so Chris couldn't see JC winked
at Joey. Understanding what they were about to do to Chris, Joey
simply nodded.

	"Well Chris, I'm glad you asked that" JC said trying
desperately to keep a straight face. "Me and Joey here are both
gay and have been together for a few months now." He grabbed
Joey's hand and the two walked out holding each other's hand;
they seemed to be to close to suggest that they were only
friends. This point was emphasized when Joey pinched JC's butt.

	Chris just stood near the entrance to the bar looking as
his two friends with total disbelief. Was he really that blind
that he couldn't see that four of his friends were in love with
each other? He just shook his head and went back to the bar were
he ordered several shots of whiskey.

	Meanwhile out near the elevator, Joey and JC had finally
cracked up and were laughing uncontrollably.

	"Did you see the look on his face when I told them we were
together?" JC said while holding his stomach.

	Joey was leaning up against the wall laughing so hard that
he was having trouble standing. "It was priceless, but the face
he made when we grabbed hands was the best!"

	"OH, I got it! Give me your Superman shirt tonight and I'll
show up to breakfast tomorrow wearing it like I spent the night
in your room."

	"Oh that's evil! He will never forgive us for this you know
that right?"

	"Yeah but who cares, its fun."

Back in New York

	Lance was sitting on the couch and Justin was sitting in
the chair across from him. Both had looks of shock on their
faces. Neither really knew how to proceed.  Justin was the first
to break the silence.

	"So I guess I should start by telling you that I'm gay to."
Lance's head shot up at hearing that. He still couldn't believe
that the man he had loved and lusted after for two years now, had
KISSED HIM! "Also I think that you should know that I love you
too. Like you said, ironically it happened two years ago in this
room." Justin looked at the floor. "I hope you're not mad at me?"

	"Wha? Why would I be mad at you? The guy of my dreams
finally tells me he feels the same way about me that I do about
him, and you think I would be mad at you? Why?"

	"I dunno, I guess for keeping it from you."

	"I'd have to be a pretty big hypocrite then, remember I
didn't tell you either." Both boys smiled at this.

	"So you really told the guys? What did they say?" Justin
was feeling a little awkward talking to Lance about this. He
didn't even know what was happening. He was still trying to get
over the fact that Lance was gay.

	Lance feeling pretty much the same as Justin answered. "JC
and Joey were expecting it, but Chris was totally in the dark, as
usual."

	"How much money did he lose to Joey?" Both boys started to
giggle uncontrollably.

	"Twenty bucks between the two bets."

	"Two bets? What was the other one?"

	"Chris bet Joey that I didn't actually like you, that I
liked someone else." Lance said laughing a little.

	"How long did Chris chase you around for when he found
out." Now both boys were really laughing hard. They couldn't
believe that all this was happening, and that Justin knew what
happened so well, even though he wasn't there.

	After a while the laughter seemed to fade away. Their eyes
met and all either saw was the love for the other. Lance got up
and walked over to Justin. He got down in front of him and
grabbed his hand.

	"I've been wanting to ask you this since the last day we
spent here." Lance said. "Justin would you like to be my boy
friend?"

	"I've been waiting to hear those words for two years! Hell
yes I wanna be your boy friend!" They pulled each other into a
tight hug and wouldn't let each other go. Finally after what
seemed to be an eternity, Justin pulled apart from Lance. "Well I
guess we don't have to fix that carving in the closet anymore."
he giggled thinking that Lance didn't know what he was talking
about.

	"You found that! Damn! I was hoping you wouldn't have seen
that yet."

	Justin stopped giggling and looked at Lance. "You knew
about the carving in the closet?'

	"Who do you think put the heart around our initials?" They
started to laugh again as they held each other in their arms.
Lance pulled Justin out of the chair and towards the couch, where
he sat down, pulling his beloved with him. "I can't believe that
this is happening." Lance said with slight disbelief.

	"I know what you mean. I can't believe that I finally have
you." He leaned in and kissed Lance again. "And just to let you
know, now that I have you, I aint letting you go!"

	"I wouldn't have it any other way." To prove it, Lance
leaned in and placed another kiss on Justin's lips.

	Justin looked at his watch and let out a small yelp of joy.
"Hurry up and come with me!"
He said as he pulled Lance off the couch and towards the balcony.
"I've wanted to do this since the last time we were here." He
pulled Lance to him and wrapped his arms around him. He kissed
the back of Lance's neck and whispered. "What I really wanted to
say the last time we saw the sun set, was that you were
beautiful, not the sun."

	Lance raises his arms and covered Justin's with them, "I
wanted to say the same thing to you Justin." And the two stood
there under the gentle glow of the setting sun.  The golden light
washed over the two young lovers, as they stood there in each
other's embrace.

	When the sun had finally set, the two of them stood still,
neither wanting to move. The rumbling of Lance's stomach only
broke the silence. At hearing this, Justin let out a series of
giggles.

	"What? I haven't eaten since this morning. I'm hungry."

	"How about we check out what room service brought me. I
ordered some before you showed up."

	"Nah, I have a better idea. Seeing how you ordered it for
just one person and that it is probably cold now, why don't we go
out for dinner?"

	"The two of us. Like as in a date?"

	"No not like A date." Justin gave Lance a confused
expression. "Like in OUR first date."

	Justin smiled and nodded in agreement. They went inside and
changed in to better clothes, Lance changing in the washroom
since he was a little shy. Despite the fact that he was now with
the man he loved, he still wanted to wait a while before Justin
saw him with nothing on. True, they had seen each other naked
before, but that was only passing glances and very little time to
fully appreciate what they saw.

	Lance emerged from the washroom to find Justin waiting for
him. Apon seeing Lance, a huge smile spread across Justin's face.
"Ready?" He asked.

	"Yup, shall we go Mr. Timberlake?"

	"My, aren't we being formal tonight Mr. Bass."

	"Well it is our first date, and I just wanted it to seem
special."

	"It took both of us two years to finally get to this point,
and you want it to be special?" Justin asked miraculously. "I
think that its pretty damn special as it is, I mean I have the
man of my dreams, I'm reasonably sure the guys are going to
accept me now, I'm going to dinner with my boy-friend. What more
can a guy ask for?"

	"No interruptions..." While saying this he took both his
and Justin's cell phones and placed them on the bed. He then took
his boyfriends hand and walked out of the room.

Back in Toronto

	JC looked at the clock in his room. It read 10:27pm. He was
starting to worry about Lance and Justin. He decided to call them
and see if they were all right. He picked up his cell phone and
dialed Lance's number. After letting it ring for a little while
he decided to give up.

"Must still be out looking for Justin." He thought to himself out
loud.

	He next tried to call Justin's cell phone but got a similar
response. He hung up and started to pace the room. "Where are
they? I hope they are all right. I'll never forgive myself if
anything happens to either of them." he was vocalizing his
concerns now, and Joey who had been passing the room overheard.

	"Is every thing okay, JC?" He asked as he poked his head in
to his bandmates room.

	"I guess, I just can't seem to get a hold of Scoop or
Curly." He sighed and sat down. "Kinda stupid, I know. But I'm
still worried."

	Joey entered the room and sat next to JC. "Dude, it will be
okay. Like I said, they are going to get together or at the very
least become really good friends. You don't need to worry over
them." He pulled JC into a loose brotherly hug just as Chris
walked into the room.

	"Whoa! Sorry I didn't mean to interrupt anything!" He said
in surprise as he quickly left the room.

	Both Joey and JC looked at each other and broke out
laughing.

New York

	Lance and Justin sat across from one another in a booth in
the hotel's restaurant. Since they were in public they weren't
holding hands. They were however rubbing their knees against the
others, and looking deep into each other's eyes. This was not
exactly all that convincing to those who were watching, but
thankfully nobody recognized them.

	"So what do you want?" Lance asked innocently as he scanned
the menu.

	"You." Justin replied not even looking at his menu.

	Lance's head shot up and he blushed. He started to stammer
a little, not really knowing how to respond to what Justin had
just said. Finally he decided to giggle a little and ask what
Justin wanted to eat. From the menu.

	"I think I'll try the mixed seafood grill." Justin said
never taking his eyes away from his love. Lance decided and gave
his order to the waiter who just appeared to get what they asked
for. "God you look so hot right now! I wish I could kiss you."
Again Lance blushed, and Justin noticed it. "Why are you being so
shy? We've waited two whole years to be together and now we are."

	"That's just it Just, I really don't know how to act around
you. I spent the last two years trying to act straight around
you, so you wouldn't get all wierded out if you found out how I
truly feel for you. I guess it's just a habit that I'm going to
have to break." He smiled a little as he said this.

	"That's kinda sweet Lansten, but you don't have to worry
about offending me. Remember I feel the same way you do. I love
you and I finally have the chance to show it to you."

	"Thank you Justin."

	"For what?"

	"For being you. For loving me. For letting me love you. And
about a dozen other things that I haven't even thought about
yet."

	"Well then, your welcome." The waiter chose that moment to
bring the two their food. They sat quietly eating what they had
ordered never looking away from the others eyes. When they had
finished, and after several minutes of arguing over whom was
going to pay the bill, the two lovers left the restaurant and
headed back to the room.

	When the approached the door, both stopped and looked at
each other.

	"Thank you Mr. Timberlake, I had a fantastic time with you
tonight." Lance said giggling to himself as he said it.

	"I had a great time too Mr. Bass. Perhaps we can do this
again sometime?"

	"I'd love to." He leaned in and placed a kiss on Justin's
lips. Justin pulled Lance closer to him and continued the kiss.
When neither pulled away, Lance wrapped his arms around his
younger lover and leaned them both up against the door. Justin,
having never been in a situation like this before pulled away.
"Did I do something wrong?"

	"You didn't do anything wrong. I just wanted to get inside
before we're spotted." He led Lance inside and pushed him onto
the bed.

	"Um, Justin I think we should talk about this...."

	"Relax Lance, as much as I want to make love with you, I'm
not ready for that yet. I just wanted to cuddle and fall asleep
in each others arms."

	"Well, that I can handle. And thank you for understanding.
Now get over here, I'm getting lonely" Saying this like he was a
three year old.

	And so the two boys fell asleep cuddling and kissing.
Neither one of them had tried anything sexual, nor neither wanted
it yet. They were both content to spend the nighttime hours in
each other's arms, feeling safe and secure. When morning hit, a
cell phone ringing on the other bed awakened both boys.

Toronto

	JC got up at around nine in the morning, and looking at the
clock started to swear a little. He never got up this early on
their days off unless the guys got together for breakfast.

	"Its a good thing Lance isn't here he'd kill me for
swearing at a clock!" Thoughts of Lance caused JC to sit up in
bed. Every thing that he had been worrying about the day before
suddenly returned to him. He really wanted to talk to Lance and
find out how every thing was going. He also wanted to talk to
Justin for much the same reason.

	He got up and found his cell phone. He thought of calling
Justin first, but then remembered that it was still early, and
that Curly wouldn't be up for another couple of hours.

	He decided to call Lance since he was usually up early even
during vacations. He dialed Lance's phone and hoped that Lance
would pick up.

New York

	Lance got up and lunged for the phone on the other bed. He
just missed it and ended up on the floor. When he finally got to
his phone the ringing had stopped. He checked the display and
noticed that it was JC. He suddenly got a huge smile on his face.
He wanted to call JC and tell him how everything had worked out.
And how he was now with the man he loved and that man returned
his feelings.

	Lance cycled through the speed dial until he got JC's
number. He tried to call him, but only got a busy signal. After a
few minutes an automated voice telling him to leave a message
because the cellular customer was unavailable.

	"Oh well, I'll call him later."

	"Lance? Is that you? What are you doing?"

	"Don't worry about it babe. JC just called and I missed it.
I'll call him later and see what he wanted. You want some company
over there?"

	"Umm yeah...Could you go find that waiter we had yesterday.
He was kinda cute."  Lance threw a pillow right at Justin's head.
"Okay okay I'm sorry. You're the only one that I want to be
with."

	"Just remember that sweetie. Or you'll regret it." Lance
said this as he curled up next to Justin and fell asleep.

Toronto

	JC hung up after trying to call Justin. He only got a
message saying that his phone was off.

	"Ah well, I guess I'll try them later. Hopefully Lance can
find Justin. I really hope that those two will get together and
be happy." He sighed and stood up. He walked over to the window
and opened the shades, when the sun hit his eyes and body; JC
stretched and decided to get in the shower.

	While in the shower, JC was wondering what he was going to
do until Joey and Chris got out of bed. He was thinking about
heading out and trying to find a bakery or something and get
something for the rest of the guys.

A few hours later in New York

	Justin rolled over and opened his eyes. He was looking
right into a pair of the greenest eyes he had ever seen. They
were both calm and tranquil, and Justin felt as if he could loose
himself in them forever. "How long have you been awake?"

	"About twenty or so minutes. Why?"

	"Because I would feel kinda weird if you were spending
hours just looking at me." He started to giggle slightly.

	"Oh well then, I'm sorry that I enjoy looking at my boy
friend. I wouldn't dream of creeping him out." Lance said as he
rolled his eyes and tried to be as sarcastic as possible.

	"It doesn't creep me out like you think. If you're up, than
wake me up so we can spend more time together... That sounds
corny I know, but it's the best way to say that I love you and I
want to spend every waking moment with you."

	"Ah" Lance said as he blushed again. "That's uh very
romantic." He was lost for words. How could anyone want him that
way? He was completely speechless.

	"Lost for words Lansten." Justin just lay there on his side
with his head propped up on his arm. "That's another thing that I
love about you, you only say things that you mean, and when you
don't mean something, you don't say it. Even if it does take you
a while to say what you really want."

	"Um thanks I think...So should we get up now? I'm getting
kinda hungry."

	"Yeah so am I. I think that I'll take a shower. Wanna join
me." Justin said jokingly as he walked into the washroom. He
looked back and saw the shocked look on Lance's face. "Don't
worry Scoop I was only joking." He walked into the washroom and
got into the shower when it was ready.

	He was in the shower with the water running over his head
so he didn't hear Lance open the door and enter. Lance kept his
movements quiet and quickly gathered all of Justin's clothes and
every towel in the bathroom. When he was finished he left just as
silently as he came in.

	When Justin finished his shower, he turned off the water
and reached out for the towel that was hanging next to door when
he entered. His hand met only cold air. He poked his head out of
the shower and noticed that the towel was gone, and so were all
of the other towels, as well as his clothes.

	"DAMNIT LANCE! Gimme back my clothes!" he was met by
silence. Justin didn't know what to do. He stepped out of the
shower and looked for something to cover himself.  He found
nothing. He called out again, hoping that Lance would respond and
at least give him his boxers back. "Lance, common. Gimme back my
clothes. What do you expect me to do? Walk around completely
naked?"

	"YES!"

	"Very funny! Now give me something to wear."

	The door opened a crack and a pair of socks was thrown in.
"Happy now?"

	"Oh yeah, this is much better. Now I can walk around in
total comfort, knowing that I'm not giving my boyfriend any
naughty ideas." He was giggling again as he put on the socks.

	"Oh, your no fun!" The door opened again and in came the
rest of Justin's clothes.

	When Justin was finished dressing, he exited the washroom
and saw that Lance was sitting on the edge of the other bed
waiting for him. He looked on at Justin as if an angle had just
appeared.

	"Lance honey snap out of it."

	"Huh? Oh. Sorry. Just lost in thought." Justin sat down on
Lance's lap and gave him a small kiss on the cheek.

	"Oh anything interesting?"

	"Just you."

	"Oh and what were you thinking about me?" Justin asked
innocently.

	"My my, don't we have an ego all of the sudden."

	"Only when my boyfriend is thinking of me... hehehehe" He
started to laugh as Lance began to tickle him. "Alright alright."
Lance let him up and Justin went to the closet and got out his
bags. Before he closed the door he rubbed his hands over the
carving that the two had made two years before they knew about
how the other felt. He walked over to the bed and put his bag on
it, he than proceeded to the dresser and started to take out all
of his clothes. His actions were interrupted by a small cough
made by his lover.

	"What are you doing?"

	"Packing why?"

	"I just thought that since we just got together, that we'd
get to spend some alone time together. Why were do you want to
go?"

	"I kinda wanted to go back to Toronto and see the guys. You
know tell them that I'm gay, and introduce them to my new
boyfriend. I think that Josh is really going to like him."

	"Here's hoping."

	"What's not to like? So are you going to pack or are you
just going to sit there?"

	"I think that I'll just sit here and watch you."

	"You're not going to pack?"

	"Nope."

	"Why not?"

	"Maybe cause I never unpacked last night. Well except to
get my good clothes, but I packed my other stuff away as soon I
as I took it off. So all I have is what's hanging up on the hook
over there." He pointed to the hook on the one side of the closet
door. Justin looked over and saw a set of clothes hanging there.
He felt a little stupid for asking now as he had passed right by
them as he went to get his bags. "Tell you what though, I'll call
the air line and reserve us tickets on one condition."

	"And that would be?"

	"I get a kiss from the best looking guy in N'Sync." Lance
said matter-of-factly.

	"The mirror is over there." At saying this Lance turned
several shades of red.

	"I meant you silly."

	"Oh well then." He closed the distance between Lance and
himself and kissed him sweetly on the lips. Lance grabbed Justin
by the waist and pulled him down onto the bed. He started to kiss
Justin on the cheek and moved on to his ear lobe. Justin was as
close to heaven as he had ever been as his boyfriend caused such
great amounts of pleasure to wash through his body. Lance then
moved down and started to suck gently on Justin's lower neck, he
caressed the skin with his lips, while placing a hand on his
lover's heart. He could feel Justin's heart speed up as he
continued to kiss Justin's neck.

	Justin rolled over and straddled Lance. He grabbed both of
his hands in his own and pinned them above the older boy's head.
He leaned in and kissed Lance on the lips. Lance opened his mouth
slightly and was welcomed with the tip of Justin's tongue. The
two played tongues never going any deeper than the opening of the
others mouth. It wasn't heavy; instead it was mere passion and
love that was being expressed through the physical act of
kissing.

	Shifting so that only one of his hands was holding Lance's,
Justin lowered his now free hand to Lance's chest. He started to
caress Lance's well-defined pecks. The thought of having his love
running his hands all over his body really turned Lance on. And
that frightened him. He pulled away from Justin and let out a
small sigh.

	"Babe, I think we should stop before we get a little
carried away." Justin just pouted and reluctantly released
Lance's hands. "Don't get me wrong Just, I really want to
continue, but we should get ready."

	"I know, I just couldn't help myself."

	"Its okay, I could barely contain myself as it was. Its
just that when we do make love. I want it to be very special.
Know what I mean?"

	Justin smiled and stroked the side of Lance's face with his
hand. "Of course, I want the same thing. But you'd be the person
I'd be with, so I can't see how it could get anymore special."

	"I feel the same way you do...Now get off me and get
packing. I'm going to call the airline and then maybe leave a
message or something for the guys, ya know, telling them that
we're coming home."

	"Dat's coo." Justin said reverting to eubonics. Something
he hadn't done for a little over a year now. Lance chose not to
point it out and went to reserve their tickets.

	When he had finished reserving his and Justin's plane
tickets, he dialed up JC. He didn't get an answer so he left a
message and hung up. They still had a few hours to kill before
they had to be at the airport, and Lance could think of nothing
he would rather do than curl up with his lover and just watch the
world go by. He grabbed Justin when he was finished packing and
pulled him out to the balcony.

	Lance sat down in one of the large lounge chairs and
motioned for Justin to sit in between his legs. When Justin sat
down, Lance wrapped his arms around Justin and the two just sat
there enjoying the feeling of the other.

Toronto

	JC was just getting into the shower, so he didn't hear his
phone ring. He had spent the morning in search of a place that he
could get something other than room service for breakfast. After
an hour of walking around he found a small bakery and bought six
cinnamon rolls. He loved them, and he was sure the guys would
appreciate something different.

	What he was not expecting however was Chris and Joey
betting on the outcome of a basketball game the night before.
They were watching the news and Chris bet Joey that the
Lakers would beat the Raptors. Joey, knowing all about the
Raptors winning streak and Vince Carter, took on the bet. When
the score was displayed showing that the Raptors had won, Chris
swore and threw his cinnamon roll right at Joey. Joey ducted and
the roll went flying threw the air until it hit an unsuspecting
JC right in the face.

	That was why he was now in the shower. He was trying to get
the sticky stuff off of his face before he went back in there
with those two.

A couple of hours later in New York

	Lance and Justin sat alone in the VIP lounge in the airport
awaiting their flight. They wanted to hold each other's hand, but
with the threat of someone walking in at any time, they chose
against it.

	Earlier, Lance had left a message with JC saying that he
was coming home. After much prodding from Justin, he left out any
details about Justin. The message just said that Lance was coming
back to Toronto and that was it. Both boys had agreed that they
were going to attempt to surprise the others.

	They boarded the plane a few minutes later and were soon
air born. Both slept soundly through the flight, clutching each
other's hand under Lance's jacket, which they had 'conveniently"
left between them. When the flight attendant passed by, all she
saw were two young men asleep next to each other, and decided not
to wake them up until they had landed in Toronto.

	When they finally awoke, it was to the captain's voice
saying that they would be landing very shortly, and that all
overhead compartments be secured and seats returned to their
upright position.  The seat belt light went on and Lance and
Justin fastened their seatbelts. Since Justin hated to fly he
grabbed Lance's hand and squeezed until their where safely on the
ground.

	While the plane was taxiing towards the terminal, Lance
excused himself to the washroom. He sighed in relief as he
emptied himself into the stainless steel bowl. He flushed, zipped
up and washed his hands before returning to his love up front.

	When he made his way back up he noticed that several of the
passengers had already disembarked leaving only a handful and
Justin. Justin was sitting there staring out the window waiting
for Lance. He barely noticed when Lance sat down next to him and
placed his hand on Justin's.

	"What's the matter Justin?"

	"I guess I'm just kinda worried about telling the others. I
know it's stupid, I mean they accepted you, why wouldn't they
accept me? I just don't know how they are going to take it."

	"Don't worry about it honey, if they get out of line, JC
promised to kick some ass. And you know that if JC gets out of
line, I'll kick his scrawny butt back to Orlando." Lance said in
a whisper so that the few passing passengers wouldn't over hear.

	"Thanks, I guess I just needed to be reassured. Telling the
guys is still gonna be much easier than breaking t his to our
folks."

	Lance sat back in his chair. He hadn't thought about that.
He was so concerned with his friends not rejecting him and
finding out if Justin shared his feelings that he completely
forgot to consider telling his parents. He knew that it was going
to be hell telling them, as they were extremely religious and
viewed homosexuality as a cardinal sin.

	Justin noticed that Lance was deep in thought, he was
probably thinking about telling his mom and dad, judging by the
look on his face. "Promise me something Lance."

	Lance broke out of his trance and looked at Justin's sweet
young face. "Anything, just name it."

	"When we do tell our parents, let's be there to support the
other."

	"Of course, I wouldn't leave you alone to go through
something like that!"

	"I wouldn't either."

	The two got up and exited the plane occasionally brushing
their hands together. When they got in to the terminal, they
headed for baggage claim and got their bags. On the way out
Justin hit a wet patch on the floor and lost his footing and fell
to the ground. He would have hit his head if Lance hadn't caught
him on the way down.

	Lance began to laugh at the absurdity of it all.

	"What are you laughing at? I could have been hurt."

	"Think about It." lance whispered. "We're in the middle of
a crowded terminal, and you're in my arms. Something that we
couldn't have done in the first place."

	Justin started to laugh at the situation. He got up and
regained his footing before anyone started to get suspicious.
"Well what makes you think I didn't slip on purpose?"

	"You didn't?"

	"How else was I supposed to end up in your arms?"

	"Damn! You're pure evil! I would have never thought of
that."

	"Guess I'm the brains in this relationship eh?"

	Lance looked at Justin and gave him a weird look before
Justin bolted for the door. Lance ran after him as fast as he
could but he couldn't catch up with him, he had too much of a
head start. When he finally got outside, he saw Justin standing
in the door of a cab, he had already placed his bag in the trunk
and was now waiting for Lance to do the same. He did, and was
soon sitting next to his love in the backseat. They gave
directions to the driver and sat back and quietly waited for the
cab to arrive.

	When the cab pulled up, Lance paid the fair and they both
retrieved their bags. They entered the hotel and Justin walked up
to the front desk, the same lady who was working two nights
before was working now.

	"Ah Mr. Timberlake, you've returned. Would you like your
old room?"

	"Yes please."

	"Alright give me a minute to find your key... Here it is.
Have a pleasant stay." She handed the key to Justin and returned
to what she was doing before.

	Lance walked up and directed him to the elevator. They got
in and Justin lunged for the button for the their floor. Lance
just giggled at how cute Justin was being. The ride up was spent
with the two stealing small kisses and holding hands.

	When the doors to the elevator opened, the two separated
and moved to opposite sides of the elevator. When they saw that
no one was there they exited and headed for JC's room. Justin
stopped just as Lance was about to knock.

	"Um, Lance. Check the time. It's kinda late and you know
how Josh likes to sleep. Why don't we just wait for the morning."

	Lance looked down at his watch and noticed that it was
indeed late. He wondered where that time had gone. Then he
remembered what had been occupying his mind that day. He was with
his boyfriend and that made time fly by.

	"Your right. Lets go get some sleep and we'll surprise the
guys at breakfast."

	"Kay, uh, who's room you wanna sleep in." Justin asked
innocently.

	"Any room that has you in it. Cutie."

	"Well in that case, yours."

	"Why mine?"

	"Just because it's yours, that and my room doesn't have
that lived in feel anymore. I take it they cleaned it after I
left."

	"My room it is then." He grabbed Justin's hand and picked
up his bag. Justin did the same and followed Lance to his room.
They were too tired from the long day and the trip they took,
even though they slept for the entire plane trip, it was a
restless sleep.

	They removed their clothes, save for their boxers and
slipped into bed. For the second time in as many days, they fell
asleep in each other's arms. Neither wanted to take it any
further than they already had, they were waiting for the time to
be right and for it to be special.

The next morning

	Justin woke up and sat straight up in bet. He really needed
to go to the bathroom. He got up and walked into the washroom,
closing the door behind him. He heard Lance grumbling, and told
Lance he would be out in a few minutes.

	Meanwhile Lance was just getting out of bed and was heading
to the door for the complimentary morning paper that the hotel
provided. He opened the door in nothing but his shorts and bent
over to pick it up. As he was doing this, the door across from
his opened and a sleepy JC was bending over to pick up his paper.
He noticed Lance and said good morning. He picked up his paper
and closed the door.

	Lance stood there for a few minutes, knowing it was going
to take a little while for the his presence to register in JC's
brain.  He got to the count of twenty when JC's door flew open.
JC stood there with his mouth open in complete shock.

	"Lance!" He finally said.

	"Morning Josh!" Lance said happily.

	"Wha. What are you doing back here?" Lance gestured for JC
to follow him into his room. JC followed still in his shorts.
Lance sat down on the bed and crossed his legs. JC just stood
near the door staring wide eyed at Lance. "Did you find Justin?"
He asked after a few seconds.

	Lance just nodded his head and smiled.

	"Well? What happened?" JC was getting slightly annoyed that
he had to pry information out of Lance. He was about to say
something about it, when the washroom door opened and out walked
Justin still in his shorts.

	"Let's just say that Joey was right!" Lance said again as
he looked at JC and Justin. Justin noticed that JC was standing
there in his shorts and couldn't resist commenting about it.

	"What's this Lance? I leave for a few minutes and you
replace me with him?" Justin cracked as he tried to keep a
straight face.

	"Other than the fact that he looks alright just wearing
boxers, he's not my type. You are!" Lance smiled.

	Justin grinned and jumped onto the bed, and into Lances
waiting arms. He placed a kiss on his lover's cheek. When he was
finished, both boys looked at a very confused JC.

	"Can someone please tell me what's going on?" He pleaded
with his two friends.

	Lance looked at Justin, knowing that Justin had to say this
himself.

	"Isn't it obvious Josh? I'm gay and I love Lance." Justin
said as a huge smile spread across his face.

	"So you two are together then?"

	"Yep!" Both answered at once. And then both broke out into
giggles.

	"Yes Josh we are together. Finally! We've both felt for
each other for two years, but we were both too scared about being
rejected, so we kept our feelings to ourselves." Lance said as he
wrapped his arms around his lover.

	"THAT'S GREAT! Damn I can't believe that Joey was right
again." JC said as a smile beamed on his face.

	"What do you mean Joey was right again?" Justin asked a
little afraid.

	"Joey figured out that you were gay, just like he figured
that Lance was gay. He also said that you two would get together.
Shit, Chris is going to lose more money." JC started to giggle at
this. It quickly became contagious as the other two started to
laugh as well.

	After a few minutes they calmed down and Lance asked. "What
are we doing for breakfast?"

	"Breakfast is in my room this morning. Are you two going to
make an appearance?"

	"Of course, but I got an idea. Wanna make Chris happy?"
Justin said with a mischievous grin on his face.

	"What do you have in mind Justin?" Lance asked.

	Justin spent the next few minutes laying out the plan. JC
and Lance thought it was a good idea and agreed to help. After
they were finished JC got up and excused himself.

	"I have to wake up Joey before Chris gets up." He said as
he left the room.

	Both Lance and Justin were confused but decided to ignore
it. They got up and started to get ready for the day. Lance
headed to the washroom while Justin got dressed. When Lance
emerged from the bathroom he found a fully clothed Justin sitting
cross-legged on the bed.

	"Awe! You put on clothes." Lance pouted.

	"Yeah I did, and so should you. Unless of course you're
planing on going to breakfast in your undies." Justin said with a
smirk.

	"Hmm, that's sounds like a good idea!"  Lance said with a
smirk.

	"Very funny, now get dressed!" Justin said as he threw a
pillow at Lances head.

	"I appear to be in an abusive relationship." Lance said as
he got dressed.

In JC's room ten minutes later

	Lance walked into JC's room and noticed that both Joey and
Chris stopped eating, dropped their plates and ran over to where
he was standing. Both of them grabbed Lance and pulled him into a
hug. JC, who was wearing one of Joey's superman sweatshirts, sat
on the bed watching his friends.

	Joey let go of Lance and asked. "When did you get back?"

	"Late last night. I didn't want to wake any of you up, so I
decided to wait until the morning."

	"Did you find what you were looking for?" Joey said with a
smirk on his face.

	Lance looked at the ground and frowned. "No, no I didn't."
Both he and JC were desperately trying to keep straight faces
during this.

	"WHAT!" Joey asked in shock.

	"I didn't find what I went looking for. Why did you bet
Chris that I would?"

	Chris spoke up for the first time since Lance showed up.
"Actually yeah he did. He bet $100 said you would find what you
were looking for." Chris, who had realized what was happening,
had a huge smile across his face. "Does that mean that I finally
won a bet with Joey?"

	Lance looked at Chris and nodded "Um yeah I guess it does."
Chris' jaw dropped and he started to run around the room
cheering.

	"I WON I WON I WON I WON!" He landed in front of Joey and
pointed a finger at him. He started to laugh like crazy while
rubbing it in.

	Joey turned red and turned to Lance. "So if you didn't find
exactly what you were looking for, why do you look so damn
happy?" He asked with anger, as he realized he finally lost a bet
with Chris.

	"I look happy because I found me someone that I really
like." He watched as both Joey and Chris' jaws hit the floor.

	Chris looked at Joey and yelled, "OUR BOY LANCE HAS A BOY-
FRIEND!"

	As Joey pulled out his wallet and paid off Chris he asked
"So who is it? Did you bring him here with you? Do we get to meet
him?"

	Lance moved over to the door and said. "Actually Joey I did
bring him back with me. And he is waiting to see you guys too."
He smiled and reached for the door.

	"I hope we like him, It'd be a real shame if he turned out
to be a jerk and we had to respect him cause of Lance." Joey said
lowly, hoping the guy on the other side of the door wouldn't here
him.

	"I heard that! Jackass!" Joey's jaw dropped as Justin
entered.

	Joey was speech less; he couldn't understand why Justin was
standing there and not Lance's new beau. "Justin! What are you
doing here and what did you do with Lance's. Uh ... Friend." Joey
tried to cover up the fact that Lance was gay, he was worried
that Lance hadn't had the chance to tell him yet.

	"I got rid of him, I found someone much better for Lance
here." Justin said with a grin.

	"Uh, who?" Joey said with even more confusion. Did he know?
How could he of found out? And who had he found to replace
Lance's boy friend.

	"ME!" Justin said as he placed a small kiss on Lance's
lips. Lance wrapped his arms around Justin and pulled him tighter
against him. He opened his mouth and accepted Justin's tongue.

	Both Joey and Chris' jaw dropped and it took several
minutes before they regained their composure.  Lance and Justin
were still kissing passionately as they two continued to stare.
They only stopped when they heard JC clear his throat. "Some of
us would like an appetite left for breakfast." He said as he
started to giggle.

	Justin and Lance pulled apart for a split second and said,
"Shut up!"

	Chris started to swear as he dug into his wallet to pay
Joey his money back and to pay him the money that he owed. He was
stopped when both Lance and Justin noticed this and told him to
keep it.

	"UH UH!" Joey said, "You got Justin, so I won the bet."

	"No you didn't" Justin said.

	"What do you mean I didn't win. You two are together aren't
you?"

	"Yes, but the bet was that I would find what I was looking
for. When I left, I was looking for Justin's acceptance of me
being gay. Us being together had nothing to do with it." Lance
said with a smirk.

	Joey's jaw hit the floor when he realized that he had
finally lost a bet to Chris. When Chris realized this he began to
jump around hollering out that he finally won a bet with Joey. He
landed next to Lance and Justin who were still in each other's
arms, and pulled the two of them into a hug.

	"Looks like I don't have to kill ya Scoop!" Said Chris as
he released the two lovers.

	"I'm grateful." Said Justin. Who had been filled in earlier
about Chris' threat to his boy friend.

	Chris suddenly got a depressed look on his face, which was
quickly noticed by Lance.

	"What's wrong Chris?"

	"I'm the only single one left. I mean you two have each
other, and Joey and JC are together. I guess on the bright side,
I get all the female groupies!" He walked away and got his
breakfast leaving two very confused boys staring at him.

	JC and Joey started laughing really hard. Joey lost his
balance and fell to the floor soon followed by JC himself.

	"What's so funny?" The other three asked in unison.

	"I thought you said you didn't swing that way Josh?" Lance
said getting a little angry with his friend for lying to him.

	When JC finally regained his composure he sat up and looked
at Lance. "I don't swing that way. Joey and I are NOT together.
We were just playing a joke on Chris." As he said this he pulled
off the shirt that he had borrowed from Joey and tossed it to
him. He looked around and saw three really confused faces. He
looked at Joey who was just now calming down. "Chris asked if any
other member was gay or BI, and being the gullible person he is,
we decided to play a little trick on him." He explained trying to
make his friends understand.

	Joey sat up and wiped the tears from his eyes and then
looked at Chris. "Oh was it ever so perfect! It makes up for
loosing to you! You should see the look on your face right now!"

	In response Chris got up and jumped on top of Joey and
began wresting with him. Joey finally ended up pinning Chris and
laughed in his face.

	As the two were fighting, Lance and Justin sat down next to
the now bare chested JC. JC sat there crossed legged and eating
some fruit off of his plate when he turned to the two lovers and
asked. "Now what?"

	Lance looked first at JC than at Justin then back at JC.
"What do you mean?"

	"I mean, do we get to save money, by only getting four
rooms now?" JC said with a laugh.

	"Very funny!" Both Lance and Justin said at once.

Later that night

	Justin sat alone on the bed of his hotel room with the
shades drawn, and no lights on.  He had his face buried in his
hands and tears were streaming down his face.

	Only this time it was tears of happiness. He and Lance were
together and the guys didn't reject them. They were happy for
them both.

	The bathroom door opened and out walked Lance. Justin
smiled he saw that Lance had been crying to. He got up and pulled
Lance into a hug and kissed him passionately on the lips.

	"I love you James." Justin said as he held his boyfriend
close.

	"I love you to Justin." Lance said as he wrapped his arms
around his lover.

	Both boys stayed like that for a while, feeling happy and
safe in each other's arms. They had spent two years wanting to be
together, and now they finally were. They started to cry again,
letting the tears mix together as they kissed.

THE END


Well that's it. Thank you for reading my story, I hope that you
enjoyed it. I realize that the ending was a little short, but I
had no idea what to do with it. It took me several days just to
come up with that! Anyway, please send your comments to
kevin_brozyna@hotmail.com I would appreciate it. I might write
another story if I get a good response.

Again, Thank you for reading my story.