Date: Wed, 31 May 2000 16:48:39 -0400
From: Susie Q Poofu <nsyncforever@ureach.com>
Subject: mm/boyband/ More Than Anything - 5&6

Hi! Here's another installment.  I know it's not that great, but it does
get better.  Hopefully there are more than 3 people reading it, but if not,
that's still alright.  I hope you like it, if you do, cool, email me?  If
you hate it, email me too! :) Thanks.
~Sue

*This story doesn't imply the sexuality of any member of *NSYNC or anyone
else, cuz ya know, If they were gay, I wouldn't know about it.

If this is illegal for you to read for any reason, dont read it.*


Chapter 5

JC yelled his name but got no response. He jumped off the jet ski and
searched around for him. The water wasn't very clear, so it wasn't very
easy, JC didn't know how long he'd been under but he knew he had to get him
out, and fast, before it was too late. Swimming around, something caught
his eye, it was Lance. He swam down and grabbed him by the waist and
brought him to the surface. Lance was unconscious, his heartbeat was weak
and he wasn't breathing. JC quickly got him to the beach and laid him on
the sand. JC was panicking, but he tried to stay calm, they were the only
ones on the beach, so it was up to him, he needed to save Lance, Lance had
to live. He began CPR, luckily he knew how to do it. He pumped his chest
then put his lips to Lance's cold bluish lips and breathed in and repeated
it a few times. Normally JC would have been savoring touching Lance's lips
with his, but the only thing on his mind was saving his life, and nothing
seemed to be working. All of a sudden, Lance started to cough and struggled
to breathe. JC rolled him onto his side so he could get some water out of
him. As soon as Lance seemed to be breathing ok on his own, he ran to
Lance's truck and dialed 911 on his cell phone.

JC ran back to Lance and embraced him, he had been crying for a while, but
hadn't noticed until a tear fell from his face onto Lance's cheek. JC
gently wiped it off. "I thought I was gonna lose you, I don't know what I
would have done without you Lance." JC said quietly as he trembled. "Your
gonna be ok now, god I hope you'll be ok now, your gonna be ok, Lance, your
gonna be ok," mostly trying to convince himself of that. As he heard the
siren of the ambulance he told Lance it was going to be ok one more time
and kissed his forehead.

The EMT's rushed over and took Lance out of JC's arms and put him in the
back of the ambulance. They hooked him up to some machines to help him
breathe and keep him monitored on the way to the hospital. JC got in and
held his hand, he didn't care how it looked, he just wanted to be with
Lance and he knew he couldn't live without him.

They brought Lance into the hospital and rushed him into the emergency
room. JC was sitting in the waiting room shaking from the fear of losing
Lance, he was getting extremely impatient, every 2 seconds he would get up
and ask if they had found anything out about his condition yet, it was
always a "Sit down Mr. Chasez, we'll tell you when we find anything out"
and "No you can't go in there!" Finally, a half hour after arriving at the
emergency room, the door opened and they wheeled Lance down the hall, JC
bolted up and chased after them.

"How is he? Is there anything wrong is he gonna be ok? Where are you taking
him?" JC asked speratically.

"Mr. Chasez, if you don't calm down we will not let you near him." the
nurse said sternly.

"I'm sorry! I just want to know what's going on, why wont anyone tell me?!
Please ma'am, I need to know!"

"Your friend is going to be ok, he hit his head pretty hard, it knocked him
unconscious, he was under water for a couple minutes, it wasn't good, but
luckily his body is strong, if you hadn't have gotten to him when you did,
he wouldn't be here. He has a concussion and is really sore, he's hooked up
to machines to help him breathe, he got a lot of water in his lungs, but I
guarantee you he will be ok. We have to keep him here for a few days to
make sure he recovers like he is supposed to. Now, if you can be calm
enough, you can go see him, they brought him to room 283, but please be
calm and quiet."

"Thank you, thank you so much!" JC said to her as he quickly headed down
the hall. Getting off the elevator JC followed the signs to the correct
wing. JC finally got to Lance's room, the blinds were all closed. JC
breathed in deeply and tried to regain his composure, he didn't want Lance
to see him like this. As he was standing there a nurse walked over to him.

"Are you Mr. Chasez?" she asked.

"Yes I am." He said worried.

"You can go on in, he's been asking for you."

"Thank you." JC then grasped the door knob and opened the door, inside he
saw a horrible sight, Lance was laying in the bed with tubes coming out of
him and hooked up to machines, he was so pale.

"Hi" JC said quietly, walking into the room.

"Hey JC." Lance said weakly.

"How are ya doin?"

"I'm ok, better now that your here, what took ya so long?"

"They wouldn't tell me anything at first, they said I was too spastic to
get near you." he said laughing lightly. "God Lance, I was so worried I'd
lose you."

"Your not gonna lose me, I'm gonna be out of here soon, back to normal, no
need to worry, I wouldn't just leave you like that, what kinda friend do
you think I am?" he said smiling.

JC walked over and pulled up a chair next to Lance. "Here, I got you this
in the gift shop while I was waiting." he said, handing Lance a stuffed Taz
in a nurses out fit. "Squeeze his stomach." Lance squeezed Taz's stomach
and they heard it say "Get better soon." in the Taz kind of speech.

Lance laughed at it and smiled at him, "Thanks JC."

"Hey no problem, I thought it was kinda cool, and I know how much ya love
Taz, so I thought it'd be perfect."

Yawning, Lance told JC he wanted to get some sleep. "You go get something
to eat or something."

"Nuh uh, I don't think so, I'm going to stay by your side every second
until you leave here with me." JC said taking Lance's hand in his.

"Ok. Night JC."

"Night Lance." In a matter of seconds, Lance was out cold. JC sat there,
holding his hand, just looking at him, realizing he almost lost him, he
almost lost the only one he loved, he couldn't imagine living without
Lance, he decided Lance had to know about his feelings, when the time was
right, he would tell him, he didn't want either of them to leave this world
without Lance knowing how much JC loved him. A silent tear fell down JC's
cheek as he began to sing quietly to him:


I Love you more than anything
Than anything, I do
And I'd give anything
And everything I have
Just to be with you
These feeling I hold inside
Are emotions I cannot hide
These feelings will not subside
I'd give anything, anything

When I look into your eyes I see
Something special about you
And when I hold you and you seem to understand
That

I love you more than anything
Than anything, I do
And I'd give anything
And everything I have
Just to be with you
These feeling I hold inside
Are emotions I cannot hide
These feelings will not subside
I'd give anything, anything

When I think of life without you
It brings me here
It brings me right down to my knees
Cuz I
I can't imagine life without you
You are my strength
The thing that keeps me holding on

Oh I'd do things that can't be done
I'd fly to the moon and then around the sun
If you'll just say that I'm the one I'll do anything
Oooh well well
I'd give anything
You know I'd do anything for you
I love you more than anything
More than anything


After ending the song, JC sat there for a minute or two before leaning back
in the chair and falling asleep, still holding Lance's hand. He there
dreamed about life with Lance, how wonderful that would be, and how much he
wanted that.

Lance squeezed JC's hand slightly. He opened his eyes and looked at JC and
whispered, "God, how could I not have known?"


***Lyrics from "More Than Anything" By Hanson.***



Chapter 6

Lance opened his eyes as the sun streamed in through the windows. Following
the beam of light he looked over at where it landed, on JC. JC was still
there of course, his hair a mess of tangles, his clothes wrinkled, the
smell of the ocean reeking from him. It didn't seem to matter at all to him
as he smiled when he saw Lance finally wake up.

"Hey Poofoo, how are ya doin?"

"Ok, just a bit sore," He said, rubbing his head, "and don't call me that!"

"You need anything?"

"No, but I think you do?"

"I do?"

"Yeah man, you need a shower, you stink!"

"Thanks hey. I know I probably smell pretty bad, but I'm not going home."

"Take one here then, you should, get a shower and some food into that
skinny little stomach, it'd make you feel a lot better."

Laughing, JC said, "Your nuts, you know that? Your laying there in a
hospital bed and your tellin me what to do so I'll feel better."

"Well I feel a lot better than you look! ...and smell."

"Ok ok ok, I see when I'm not wanted." JC said jokingly.

"Yeah man, get out of here, I don't like you!" Lance said smiling.

JC leaned over and hugged him. "Ewww get off me you smell!" Lance said
laughing, hugging him back.

"I'm gonna go ask a nurse about a shower, since you insist so!"

"Go for it, I'll just watch me some TV. Oooh look, Looney Tunes!" Lance
said with a smile.

JC took a shower and brought them both back some food. He hung around there
for the rest of the day, just watching TV and getting into trouble, all the
nurses would be yelling at them, they were acting like little kids, JC
especially enjoyed speeding down the hall in a wheel chair, well that was
fun until he ran into an opening door.

The next morning, Lance was released. The drive home was a silent one, just
listening to music and enjoying the silence. JC was driving Lance home from
the hospital in Lance's truck. They got back to Lance's house and just sat
in the car, Lance turned to JC and said, "Thank you for saving my life JC,
without you, I wouldn't be here right now."

"No Lance, you wouldn't have even been there if I hadn't wanted to go, I
should have been paying more attention, It shouldn't even have happened in
the first place." JC said looking down. Lance looked at him with sadness in
his green eyes, He leaned over and placed his hand under JC's chin and
lifted his head up to face him.

"Anyway you put it, you saved my life, I owe you everything, thank you." JC
didn't say anything but leaned over and hugged him tightly. They pulled
apart and JC saw a tear on Lance's cheek, he wiped it away. They silently
got out of the truck and went into the house.

"I'm gonna go take a shower." Lance said as he walked up the stairs.

"K, I'm gonna call the guys and tell em what happened." JC said. He called
Chris first, then Justin, but he wasn't home, then he called Joey, Nina
picked up the phone.

"Hello"

"Hey Nina, Joe there?"

"No, he's out with Justin playin pool."

"Ok, well when he gets home, can you have him call?"

"Sure, he was gonna call you today anyway."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah, he wanted to come up and visit for a few days, and he had the
wonderful idea to introduce Lance to my friend Sue, he feels bad for him,
probably a lot cuz he always stole all his girls." Nina said laughing.

"Oh..." JC said sadly.

"Well I gotta go Josh, I'll have Joey call you later, see ya JC, bye."

"Bye..."

All JC could think was that they would come up, ruin their privacy, and
Lance would end up falling for Nina's friend and JC would end up all
alone. JC walked up the stairs to tell Lance what Nina had said. He didn't
head the shower on so he just walked in Lance's room and sat down on his
bed. Lance walked in wearing a towel around his waist.

"Hey JC, whats up?" Lance asked.

'Me.' he thought. The sight of Lance in just a towel really turned him
on. "Not much, I called the guys, Nina said they were thinking about comin
up." JC said, trying to keep his mind off Lance, but he couldn't. JC licked
his lips seeing Lance's bare skin still wet from his shower, his muscular
arms and body, he'd gotten thinner in the past year and he looked really
sexy. JC just wanted to go over and rub his hands all over him.

Lance, interrupting JC's thoughts, said, "You didn't talk to Joey?"

"Nope, he was out with Justin, Nina said he'd call later." JC replied still
checking out Lance. The thin white towel was wrapped tightly around Lance's
butt as he leaned over looking through his bureau for something to wear.

"Did she say how long they'd be here?" Lance asked.

"Just a few days I think."

"Just Joey and Nina?"

"Nina said something about a friend of hers too."

"What, Joey hasn't gotten to her too yet?"

"You know he's been better since he's been with Nina."

"Yeah, but you never know with Joey." Lance said trailing off. He'd never
told JC how much it hurts sometimes to think about Joey, he knew he didn't
love him, but it was just memories, and they'd never really been the same
again, that's one reason he knew he couldn't let JC know he knew, he
couldn't lose JC like that. JC was still looking at Lance when Lance
dropped the towel. JC's eyes widened and he swallowed hard, yeah he'd seen
Lance naked before, when the guys were all changing, but never like
this. As Lance leaned over to put on his boxers JC wanted to go grab him,
seeing this was turning him on so bad. The whole time, Lance could feel
JC's eyes on him, he could have changed in the bathroom, or asked JC to
leave, but for some reason, he didn't. He wasn't going to turn around
though, he didn't want JC to see that him watching was turning him on.

"So have you talked to Stacy lately?" Lance asked, turning around.

"Nah, not in like a week, she hasn't called me, I haven't called her."

"Ya really gonna break up with her?"

"Yeah, I'll just tell everyone it was too hard on our schedules and
everything, they'll understand, and besides I feel bad about lying to the
fans like that, and now that we're away from Lou, none of us have to
anymore, thank god. I kinda wish I could just tell the whole truth, but we
can't worry about that with the new album and everything." JC said.

"Yeah I know what you mean, we have the greatest fans in the world and I
think a lot of them would understand, though we'd probably lose some, but I
don't think it would be too bad, but we don't need that kind of
publicity. And it's not like it was Justin that would tell everyone he was
gay." Lance said smiling.

"Thanks," JC said sarcastically. "But I'm gonna break up with her, she
won't care, she's a good friend to do all this for me though."

"Yeah, and then you can be single and maybe find someone else." Lance said.

"Yeah..." He said quietly.

"Don't sound like that, you'll find someone." Lance said, sitting down next
to JC.

"Yeah I know... sometimes I think I might have, but I don't see how it
would work..."

"Really? Who?" Lance asked innocently, "Sorry, you know I like to know
whats goin on."

"Just someone I've known for a while."

"Do I know him?" Lance asked prying.

"Mmmmmmmmaybe, maybe not." JC said teasingly.

"Well, If you don't wanna tell me yet thats ok, good luck with it, you
deserve the best, anyone would be lucky to have you for a boyfriend." He
said looking at JC with a beautiful, warm, loving smile. JC couldn't help
but smile back.

"Thanks Lance."