Date: Sat, 05 Aug 2000 15:45:51 EDT
From: Brwy Milo <brwymilo@hotmail.com>
Subject: "Nick and Justin" part 45

        OK, so it's a little early, and I think a little longer than the
rest have been.  Maybe a little different too.  So, I hope you enjoy it.  If
you've got any questions, comments, suggestions, criticisms, or...other
stuff...send it to Mike at BrwyMilo@aol.com.  All the same legal stuff
applies...fiction...blah blah blah...I don't know any of these guys, so I'm
not implying anything...nope, not me.  So, enjoy the story.

                      *****

	"I hate goodbyes," Lynn said tearfully as she hugged her son tightly.

	"It's not for that long mom," Justin said, hugging her back just as hard.
"And I promise I'll call you more often this time."

	"I'll believe that when I see it," she said with a smile.  "OK, I don't
want to make you guys late."  She wiped at the corner of her eye.  She
grabbed onto Nick next and pulled him into a hug.  "Take care of each
other," she whispered into his ear.  "You're engaged now."

	Nick smiled and returned Lynn's hug.  "We'll miss you," he said quietly.
"And I'll make sure he calls you often."

	"And you call your mother too young man," Lynn said with a grin.  "Or we'll
both be visiting you and I don't think you want that."

	"We'll call," Nick laughed, kissing her quickly on the cheek.  "Now, we
better get going before Kevin kicks our butts all the way to New York."

	"Have fun.  Stick together," Lynn said as they picked up their luggage.

	"Mom, don't worry," Justin laughed.  He kissed her again and walked out the
door to where the limo was waiting.  The driver was standing by the trunk,
taking their bags and arranging them to make them all fit, which wasn't
easy.

	"Damn, how many clothes did AJ and Britney bring with them," Nick asked as
he saw all the bags.

	"This is AJ we're talking about," Justin said as he headed for the limo
door.  "He packed as many clothes as he owns."

	"Hi guys," Nick said as he peaked his head into the limo.  Britney and AJ
sat close together to one side, Chris and Joey on the other.  "Room for two
more?"

	"Actually we were thinking one of you could ride in the trunk," AJ said
with a grin.

	"With all the shit you packed?  You couldn't fit anything else back there,"
Justin said as he climbed in.

	"Hey, some of that stuff belongs to the pop princess here," AJ laughed.

	"Christina Aguilera?  Where," Chris said as he turned his head from side to
side.

	"Oh, that was low," Britney said as she clenched her fist.  "And if I
wasn't such a lady, I'd kick the shit out of you."

	Nick and Justin squeezed in best they could, half sitting on each other,
something neither of them seemed to mind.  "So what are you guys gonna do
when we get to New York," Justin said as he snuggled up to Nick.

	"Well, I've got something romantic planned," AJ said with a mischievous
grin.  Justin looked over at Britney and laughed.

	"What's that AJ," Justin asked.

	"It's a surprise," he replied proudly.

	"Oh no, he's trying to be romantic again," Nick said.  "I'd run now if I
were you Brit."

	"Hey, there's nothing wrong with AJ being romantic.  It's sweet.  Besides,
it'll be a nice change of pace."

	"Wait a second, what does that mean," AJ said quickly, looking carefully at
his girlfriend.

	"Well everyone knows its up to the woman to keep the romance alive.  Guys
lose interest in like five minutes."

	"Hey, that's not true," Joey protested.  "I can be very romantic."

	"Yea, Nick's very romantic," Justin said.

	"So is Curly," Nick said.

	"You're so outnumbered it's not even funny Brit," Chris laughed.

	"Yea, well...where my girls at," she asked, looking around.

	"Not here," AJ laughed as he kissed her on the cheek.

	"OK, fine.  Guys can be romantic.  Sometimes," Britney said.  "When they
want to be."

	"My wife says I'm very romantic," a voice said.  Justin looked up and
around the back of the limo.

	"God, is that you," Chris asked, looking up towards heaven.

	"It's the driver you idiot," Joey said, punching him lightly.

	"See, you lose Brit.  Even the driver agrees with us," AJ said.

	"OK, fine.  I surrender.  Men are the supreme beings of romance.  God, that
left a bad taste in my mouth."  She looked over at Joey and Chris.  "So what
are you guys doing when we get to New York."

	"Clubbing," Joey said with a smile.

	"They gotta get girlfriends at some point," Justin laughed.

	"You know, we were talking the other day, and we thought it would be kind
of cute if you guys got together," AJ said with a grin.

	"What," Chris said, his face suddenly pale.  "What are you guys talking
about?"

	"Well, if you two were gay," Nick said.  "You'd look cute together."

	"Shit," Joey said, looking as pale as Chris.

	"What," Justin said, laughing lightly.

	"Um," Chris stuttered, looking over at Joey.  "Should we tell them," he
whispered.

	"Tell us what," Justin asked slowly.  "Don't even..."

	"We've been dating for three months now," Joey said quickly before covering
his face.

	"What," Nick yelled.

	"You are not," Justin laughed.

	"You can't be," Britney said.

	"I'm sorry...but it's true," Chris said flatly.  "We've been dating for
three months."

	"We were gonna tell you guys, honest.  But we didn't know how'd you take
it," Joey said.

	"How'd we take it," AJ yelled.  "You guys are not gay!"

	"AJ," Britney yelled, slapping his arm.  "If they're...gay...we
should...support them."

	"I don't believe it either," Justin said grinning.  "You guys are pulling
our legs."

	"No, we're really dating," Chris said.

	"Honest," Joey added.

	"Alright.  Let's see it," Nick laughed.

	"See what," Chris asked.

	"Kiss each other.  On the lips.  Tongue.  No coming up for air," Nicm said,
smugly.

	"Alright," Joey said.  He looked over at Chris and put his hand tenderly
behind his head.  He leaned in slowly.

	"I can't watch," Britney said as she covered her eyes.

	Their lips made contact.  Justin and Nick both gasped as AJ looked away.
"This is not happening," he said under his breath.

	"That's enough, that's enough," Nick yelled.  "Oh my God!!!!!!!"

	Chris looked at Joey and smiled, before turning his head to face Nick.  He
looked at each person in the limo and burst out laughing.

	"You guys are too funny," Chris laughed.  "You actually bought that!"

	"Wait, so you're not..." Justin asked carefully.

	"No," Joey laughed.  "Besides if I was gay I'd like to think I could do
better than him..."

	"Oh give me a break.  You would be so lucky to be able to land me," Chris
replied.

	"Hey, at least my head never looked like a pineapple," Joey laughed.

	"Yea, you just look like BoBo the circus clown," Chris said back.

	"Driver...can you go any faster," Nick asked as his friends continued to
laugh.

			*****

	"OK, what the hell took you so long," Kevin shouted as he saw his friends
approach.  "You understand we almost had to bribe the airline to hold the
plane?"

	"Hey, saying goodbye to your mommy is hard, alright," Justin said, quickly
running by Kevin before he could get swatted.

	"We're here now, don't worry Kevy," Nick said with a grin, following Justin
quickly.  "And don't hit anyone.  No one likes an abusive parent."

	Kevin reached out to smack him on the back but couldn't reach.  "I'm
touring with babies," he muttered to himself.  "Two fo them are engaged..."
He looked to his left and saw AJ and Britney making out.  "And two are
sucking face in the middle of the airport."  He walked over to them and
tapped AJ on the shoulder.  "Think you can continue on the plane.  I think
they'd like to take off already."

	"Oh...sure," AJ said with a grin.  "Wait, where's Lance and Devon?"

        "They're catching a later flight.  Just getting some stuff in
order."

        "Alright," he said, taking Britney by the hand, Kevin watching as
they boarded, followed immediately by Joey and Chris.

	"They're gonna be the death of me," he muttered to himself.

	"Excuse me, Mr. Richardson?  We'd like to take off.  Would you please board
the plane," one of the flight attendants said.

	"I was just making sure that...I was...waiting...for them to..." He stopped
and threw his arms up in the air.  "Yes, I'll board now."

			*****

	"You really don't like flying, do you," JC said as he placed his hand on
top of Brian's and gave it a squeeze.

	"Does it look like im enjoying myself so far," Brian asked through clenched
teeth as the plane maneuvered its way towards the runway.

	"You can squeeze my hand as hard as you want when you get scared," JC said.

	"You don't know what you're getting yourself into," Kevin said from behind
them.  "I was in a cast for a month."

	"Shut up," Brian said quickly.  The plane turned now, facing the runway.

	"Just squeeze my hand," JC said, giving Brian a quick peck on the cheek.
He smacked himself inwardly and looked around, making sure no one saw.

	The plane slowly began to move faster as Brian's hand clamped onto JC's.
"That's a little...ow..." JC whispered as he bit his lower lip.  The plane
continued to gain speed as the pain in his hand increased.

	"I warned you," Kevin said from behind them.

	"It's not that...bad," JC groaned through his teeth.  The engines roared,
partially covering up the yell that came from JC's mouth.  The front wheels
left the runway and within seconds, the plane was stabilizing itself in the
air.  "See...was that so bad," JC said as Brian released his hand.

	"It was hell," Brian said.  "And landings are worse."

	"Oh no," JC said as he clutched his hand, slowly stretching the fingers.
"Maybe we can get you a pillow to squeeze."

                          *****

	"I'm sure your hand will recover eventually," Justin said with a laugh as
he threw a hand over his friends shoulder.

	"I dunno.  I think it's broken," JC replied.

	"I said I was sorry," Brian said quickly.  "I just really hate flying."

	"I'm only kidding.  You can break my hand any time you want," JC teased.
"Just let me recover a bit from this ordeal."

	"OK, so here's the plan guys," Kevin said.  "We have to get to the hotel to
check in and everything.  We have today off, but don't plan anything for
tomorrow.  We have rehearsal and sound check all day."

	"How early," Joey asked.

	"Late enough for you to go out and have some fun tonight.  Just don't get
stupid," Kevin said in a fatherly tone.

	"Us?  Stupid," Howie asked innocently.  "I resent that."

	"OK, well don't do anything I wouldn't do then," Kevin laughed.  "You like
that one better?"

	"We won't do anything dumb," Chris said.  "Who's coming out with us?"

	"AJ and I are busy," Britney said with a grin.

	"So are Brian and I," JC said.  He looked over at his boyfriend and smiled.
  "I have a surprise for you."

	"I like surprises," Brian said with a grin.

	"Nick?  Justin?"  Joey asked.  "Come on.  We'll show you a good time."

	"I'm game I guess," Justin said, throwing a look over at Nick.

	"Actually I think I'm gonna stay in tonight.  Get some rest or something."
He looked over at Justin.  "But you should go out."

	"I don't want to go without you," Justin said.

	"Oh come on!  It'll be fun," Howie said.

	"Yea, we never get to hang out with you anymore," Joey whined.

	"I'll be fine by myself for one night," Nick said.  "Really.  Go out.
You're only young and in New York City for so long."

	"I guess," Justin said.  "So where are we going?"

	"Well, no gay clubs," Chris laughed.  "Sorry dude, you're going hetero
tonight."

	"Good," Nick laughed.  "We don't want all the cute boys hitting on you.  I
know you can turn down all the cute girls."

	"Funny," Justin said with a smile.

	"And don't get him drunk," Nick said with a smile.  "Don't want him getting
sick."

	"Yea, and try to be home before dawn.  Justin's hard to wake up sometimes,"
JC said.

	"And you guys watch out for him," Kevin said.

	"OK, I'm not a china doll or anything," Justin finally blurted out.  "I can
take care of myself," Justin said.  He looked around at his friends and
sighed.  "Let's get to the hotel."

	"We were just worried about him," Kevin said.

	"I guess he wants to be treated like an adult," Nick said.

	"I mean, he's not twelve.  Hell, he's engaged.  I guess we should be
treating him more like a man and less like a little boy," Joey added.

	"I know, I know," Kevin said.  "It's just that after the whole Robert
incident..."

	"We're all scared about that," Nick said.  "Believe me, I know.  But it's
not like we can lock him up and protect him.  I guess we need to stop
worrying so much."

	"Alright, I know when I'm licked," Kevin said.  "If I step over the line,
you guys let me know."

	"We'll give you a good smack upside the head," JC smiled.

	"Cuz, control your boy toy," Kevin laughed, making his way to where Justin
was.

	"I resent that," JC said with a pout.

	"I can still play with you though, right," Brian said mischievously.

	"Anytime you want," JC grinned.

					*****

	"Damn, we thought we lost you," Britney said as she looked into the hotel
lobby.

	"Nope, can't lose me," Christina said.  "I've been enjoying New York while
the rest of you have been roasting in Orlando on your break."

	"Hey, O-Town is great," Joey said with a laugh.  "Especially if you have a
swimming pool."

	"OK, so what are we doing tonight," Christina asked, a big grin on her
face.

	"Well, JC and Brian and Britney and AJ don't want to be social and hang out
with their bestest friends in the whole wide world.  And Nicky over there is
too tired to be hanging out with his fiance-"

	"His what," Christina yelled, a little too loudly.

	"Shit," Chris said, clamping his hand over his mouth.  "Um, I mean his
friends."

	"Friends and fiance is a pretty big difference," Christina said.  She
looked over at Nick and then to Justin.  "Engaged."  Justin grinned and held
up his hand, showing her the ring.  "Oo, it's pretty," she said looking at
it closely.  "I've gotta get me one of those."

	"A fiance," Joey said, a bit shocked.

	"No, a ring like that," Christina laughed.  "Me!  Fiance!  You crazy!"

	"Ok, you had me worried there for a minute," Joey said with a laugh.

	"Can we get our rooms now," Kevin asked.  "I mean, I'd love to draw a crowd
here in the lobby and all..."

	"You're already checked in," Christina said, passing out some keys.  "Your
management people took care of it a little while ago and asked me to wait
here and give you guys your keys."

	"Oh, cool," Brian said.  He looked down at his key and groaned.  "We're on
the top floor."

	"We can keep the curtains closed," JC said with a smile.

	"No, I'll still no what's out there.  You think once they could put us in
the basment or something."

	"Maybe you should see someone about your fear of heights," Justin said.

	"I don't need to see anyone," Brian said.  "I just need to avoid high
places.  Problem solved."

	"That's healthy," Nick said.  "Come on, I'll go with you if you want."

	"No, it's ok," Brian said.  "I'll be fine in the room I'm in and I don't
need to see anyone.  Thank you all for your concern though."

										*****

	"It really is a nice view," JC said from the balcony.  "You sure you don't
want to take a look."

	"I have a nice view from here to," Brian said with a grin, indicating the
towel around JC's waist.

	"I could make the view better if you want," JC replied lowly.

	Brian pulled his shirt off of his head and laid back on the bed smiling
widely.  "I couldn't hear you.  Could you come closer?"

	"Oh, I'm sorry," JC said, placing his hand on his towel.  He gave it a tug
and sent it to the floor.  He crawled onto the bed and lay on top of Brian.
"I said I could make the view better."

	Brian lifted his head and ran his tongue slowly along the length of JC's
neck, over his adam's apple.  He held himself up on his elbows as JC lay on
top of him, grinding his hips into Brians.  "These are a little tight," JC
said, indicating Brian's briefs.  Brian nodded and allowed JC to slowly
remove them.

	"How much time do we have before we meet the rest of the guys," Brian asked
as he brought his lips up to JC's.

	"Just enough," JC replied.  He pressed his mouth to Brian's and parted his
lips with his tongue.  Brian fell back on the bed, lying completely on his
back, his naked body grinding into JC's.  JC's tongue roamed inside Brian's
mouth as his hands ran over Brian's chest and arms, squeezing lightly.

	"You're so hot," he whispered into Brian's ear.  Brian lifted his head as
He felt JC suck lightly on his neck.  JC's hand slowly moved down Brian's
body, wrapping around Brian's erect cock.  Brian inhaled hard as he felt
this and lifted his body up slightly.  JC smiled and rolled over so that he
was pressed tight against Brian's side.  He slowly began to stroke Brian's
member, enjoying the moans that escaped from Brian's lips.  JC lowered his
head slowly and licked his way down Brian's cock, from head to the base.
Brian groaned loudly and lifted his hips up into the air.  JC lowered
himself down Brian's cock until he felt the head hit the back of his throat.
  His lips rested at the base.  He lifted his eyes and looked at Brian's
face, contorted into a look of pleasure.  He smiled lightly and lifted his
mouth off of Brian.

	"We're gonna be late," he said quickly, getting up off the bed.

	"What," Brian said in shock.

	"We have to meet the guys and then head out for your surprise.  Can't be
late.  And you still have to shower."

	Brian looked down at his still hard member and then back up at JC.
"But..."

	"No butts," JC said with authority, holding in his laughter.  He walked
back over to the bed and leaned in close to Brian's ear.  "Besides, I've got
something good planned for tonight."

	Brian looked down again and then back up at JC.  "Want to join me in the
shower," he asked hopefully.

	"Already took one.  Now you hurry up."

	"Urgh," Brian said as he stood up.  "This better be some surprise."

										*****

	"OK, we've got to be ready to go by one in the afternoon," Kevin said.  "So
everyone try to be in by dawn."

	"Yea, please try to be in by dawn," Nick said, smiling in Justin's
direction.  He leaned in close and whispered in his ear.  "I hate sleeping
without you."

	"Why don't we have dinner together.  I can meet the rest of the guys at the
club later," Justin said.

	"That would be nice," Nick said with a grin.

	"Wait, did I hear club," Christina said.  "As in dance club."

	"Yea, we're gonna head to one tonight.  You're welcome to come if you
want," Joey said.

	"Oh, I'm there," Christina said.  "You gonna come Brit?"

	"Nope, AJ and I are doing something," she said with a smile.

	"Suit yourself," Christina said with a shrug.  "More boys for me."

	"Just keep your hands off of mine," Nick laughed.

	"Oh don't worry," Christina said.  "I'm sure there'll be enough there for
me to pick from."

	"Hey, I'm single...you can keep your hands on me," Joey said.

	"Or me.  I'm quite the hottie," Chris said, striking a pose.

	"Ok, so what time are we leaving," Christina asked Justin, turning her back
on the other two.

	"Well, I'm going out with Nick first, and then I guess I'm gonna meet you
guys at the club.  So, how about eleven."

	"Cool.  I know the best club to go to."  She told them the name and then
gave them directions on how to get there.

	"Wait a second, that's not the best area," Kevin said.  "I have a friend
who lives here and he said he never goes to that club because of where it
is."

	"Oh, it's fine," Christina said.  "Your friend shouldn't be such a wuss.
Besides, we're gonna stick together."

	"I think I'll take a cab with you to the club," Nick said.  "And make sure
you take a cab back, ok?"

	"Will do," Justin said, smiling wide.

	"OK, so I guess we're ready to go," AJ said.  "Um, do you guys want to come
for dinner with us," he asked Nick and Justin.

	"Sure," Nick said.  "You guys don't mind?"

	"Nope, all of my plans involve after dinner," AJ said, smiling over at
Britney.

	"OK.  I'll see you guys at eleven then.  I'll call your cell Joey," Justin
said as he and Nick walked away.

	"I might not hear it.  Just leave a voice mail if I don't answer."

	"Alright.  What kind of food do you want," Justin asked Britney.  "Lady
gets to decide."

	"Oh, I'm a lady now.  Maybe I'll go out with you and dump this guy,"
Britney said attaching herself to Justin's arm.

	"That's why the lady is a tramp," AJ sang as Nick clamped his hand over his
friends mouth so no one could hear the last word.

	"Italian," Britney said, throwing a look over at AJ.  "I want some pasta I
think."

	"Sounds excellent," Justin said.  "And dinner's on me."

	"Um, no, but thanks for trying," AJ said.  "I invited you guys, so it's on
me."

	"No, I-"

	"Thank you AJ," Nick said, quieting Justin.  "You wouldn't win this one
anyway."

	"Thanks AJ," Justin said sullenly.

	"Anytime," AJ replied.  "Let's take the limo to the restuarant."

											*****

	Lance and Devon sat quietly in one corner of the restuarant, enjoying their
meal and the peace that anonimity brought.

	"This is a first.  No wayward fan mobbing you," Devon said as he took a
bite of his chicken.

	"And this is a first.  You not ordering a salad," Lance replied with a
grin.

	"Very funny," Devon said with a smirk.

	"I'm just glad that you're eating.  You haven't been doing that the past
couple of days."

	"Hasn't been the best time for me, ya know," Devon said sadly.

	"Maybe it wouldn't be a bad idea if you talked to someone.  You know, a
phsychiatrist maybe."

	"I don't need to see a shrink Lance.  I'll be fine.  I just need some time
to grieve," Devon replied, not looking up.

	"I know it takes some time.  I'm just making sure you know that there's
alternatives if you ever need to talk to someone."

	"Thanks for being concerned."  Devon took a sip of his water, and then over
at Lance.

	"Are you gonna be happy when this tour is over?"

	Lance seemed a bit surprised by the question.  "I don't know," he said
finally.  "It's gonna be wierd having some down time.  I don't know what
we're gonna do when we tour again.  I'm so used to being around the
Backstreet Boys now."

	"I know how you feel.  God, what are Nick and Justin and Brian and JC going
to do?  They've been like living with each other for the past few months.
It's not going to be easy when they can't be like that."

	"Well, Nick and Justin are engaged now and getting a house together.  And
so are Brian and JC.  So, technically, they'll always be living together."

	"God, they're engaged," Devon said whistfully.  "That seems so wierd."

	"What does," Lance asked playfully.  "Wouldn't you like that someday?"

	"No, it's not the engaged part.  It's just that they're so young!  Well,
Nick and Justin at least.  I can't believe they're taking on such a huge
committment."

	"I think they can handle it.  Do you see how in love they are?"

	"I do," Devon said with a grin.  "It's sweet."

	"So are you."

	"What about you," Devon asked.  "What do you think about shacking up?"

	"Shacking up," Lance laughed.  "Interesting way of putting it.  Well, we
kind of already do live together."

	"I mean, like getting a house and everything.  A dog.  2.5 kids?"

	"I never pegged you to be the conventional type," Lance said, a bit
surprised.

	"Well, I'm not with everything.  But it's different with some stuff.  I'd
like to have a place to actually call my own...or ours.  I didn't have a
particularly stable childhood."

	"We could do it," Lance said.  "We could totally get a place together.  I'm
kind of getting sick of the apartment, and it would be great to have an
actual home."

	"So...you wanna," Devon asked hopefully.

	"We can pick the place as soon as we get back to Orlando."  Lance looked
over at Devon and smiled.  "Wow."

	"Should we tell the other guys?"

	"Let's wait a bit.  With everyone...shacking up...Chris and Joey and some
of the other might feel a little lonely."

	"Alright.  But let's tell them before we get the place," Devon said.  "This
is gonna be so cool."

	"Hey?"

	"Yes," Devon said with a smile.

	"I love you."

                            *****


	"We should have just taken the limo," Nick said as he looked around.

	"I don't want to be THAT conspicuous," Justin laughed.  "Besides, your
worrying too much.  I'm going from the cab into the club to meet the guys,
and then right back into a cab.  We'll be fine."

	"Maybe I should go with you," Nick said.

	"Nick, I'll be fine," Justin laughed.  He looked at the streets they slowly
drove by.  'Maybe he should come with me,' he thought to himself before
quickly banishing the idea.  "Really, it's ok," he said with a smile.

	"Here we are," the cab driver said as he came to a stop.  "Are you sure
this is the place?"

	"This is it," Justin said with a smile.  He gave Nick's hand a squeeze.
"I'll be fine."

	"Call my cell when you you guys are leaving the club."

	"Alright daddy," Justin said, giving Nick a quick hug.  "I won't be too
late."

	"OK," Nick said, looking around at the line of people waiting outside the
club.  He looked towards the cab driver.  "I wanna watch him go in."

	"Yes sir," the cabbie said.

	"You don't have-"  Justin saw the look Nick gave him and smiled.  "Alright.
  Love you," he whispered so only Nick could here.

	Justin hopped out of the cab and headed towards the bouncer at the door.
He recognized him quickly and was let in.  He turned around and gave a small
wave as Nick waved back.  Justin smiled and entered the club, knowing Nick
wouldn't leave til he saw Justin was all the way inside.

	The music was pulsing, a bit louder than Justin had expected.  He shook his
head for a second and waited for the buzzing in his ears to stop.  Then he
pulled out his cell phone and called Joey.

	"Hello," Joey screamed into the phone.

	"Hey, where are you," Justin asked, yelling just as loud.

	"We're all over by the bar.  We're trying to get the genie drunk."

	"Funny," Justin laughed.  "I'll be right over."

	He maneuvered his way through the crowd of dancing bodies, getting tossed
about a bit, but keeping his balance and staying on track.  As he approached
the bar he stopped for a second.  Christina tossed her head back quickly
taking a shot.  Her head came down and she smiled wide, giving no indication
that she found the beverage to be too strong.  'Damn, she's a heavy weight,'
Justin thought to himself.

	"Hey guys," Justin said with a smile.

	"Curly top," Christina yelled and threw her arms around his neck.

	"How drunk are you," Justin laughed, smelling the alcohol strong on her
breath.

	"Not at all," she laughed.  She then leaned in close.  "I can pretend I am
though."

	"No, thanks," Justin said.  He looked at the bartender.  "Vodka cranberry
please," he requested.  The woman looked at him for a minute, knowing full
well who he was and how old he was.  After a slight hesitation she shrugged
and went to get his drink.

	"Uh-oh," Joey laughed.  "Justin's gonna get drunk on us."

	"I am not.  I'm just gonna have a couple," he said with a smile.

	"Yea, that's what Chris said," Howie replied, poking Chris in the side.
His head was resting in his hands on the bar.  "You can't take him
anywhere."

	"Why isn't Kevin here," Justin asked, looking around.

	"Kevin didn't want to come out and play," Christina said with a giggle,
dancing lightly with the music.  "He was tired from the plane."

	"He really needs to lighten up a little," Joey said.  "That's going to be
my mission.  Before this tour is over, I will teach Kevin how to party."

	"Good luck," Howie said.  "He's been like that for as long as I've known
him."

	"We'll see," Joey replied.  "I wanna dance!"

	"So go dance," Justin said as he took his drink.  "I'll watch Chris for a
bit."

	"Alright," Joey said.  "Don't have too many of those."

	"I won't," Justin said, drinking half the glass in one shot.  He shivered
slightly and rested the glass down on the bar.  "A little strong."

	"Let me try," Christina said, taking the drink in her hand and taking a
couple sips.  "Wimp," she laughed.  She called the bartender over and
whispered something in her ear.  "Have one of these."

	Justin eyed the glass in front of him.  "What is it?"

	"It's good for your voice," Christina said.  "It's strong, but it's better
than tea with honey."

	"I'm not singing now," Justin said suspiciously.

	"You will be tomorrow.  Give it a try."

	Justin shrugged and downed the liquid.  As soon as he swallowed he gasped
and shook all over.  "Oh my god!"

	"It's like a hundred proof."

	"Oh my god," Justin repeated, leaning against the bar for support.  "That
was disgusting!"

	"Baby," Christina said.  She leaned over and kissed him quickly on the
lips.  "Now, I'm gonna go dance.  But I'll be back soon."

	Justin watched as she slithered her way around the dance floor, grabbing a
guy away from the girl he was dancing with and rubbing her body up against
his.  Justin laughed lightly and sat down on the bar stool, feeling the
effects of the alcohol.  'God that was strong,' he thought to himself.

	"Hey, you mind if I go dance too," Howie asked, eyeing a girl who just
walked by.

	"Go ahead.  Have fun," Justin said.  He watched as Howie walked away too
before turning his attention to Chris.  "Looks like it's just the two of
us."

	"Tell me I didn't do what I think I did," Chris' voice said.

	"What," Justin laughed as he leaned down.

	"Did I really kiss Joey today," Chris groaned.

	"Sure did," Justin laughed.  "Right on the lips.  With tongue if i
remember."

	"Oh god," Chris groaned.  "And now I'm drunk."

	"Very drunk."

	"Very drunk," Chris said louder.  The bartender came by and refilled both
of their glasses.

	"I don't think he's gonna need anymore," Justin said, indicating Chris.
The bartender smiled and took away one of the glasses.

	Chris lowered his head again and seemed to drift off to sleep.  Justin
waited a few minutes before Joey came back from dancing.

	"Hey, I'd like to dance for a bit.  Can you watch your boyfriend," Justin
asked with a smirk.

	"Call him my boyfriend again and you're a dead man," Joey said with a
smile.

	"Alright.  Watch you're sugar daddy while I go dance."  Justin quickly
dodged a smack from Joey and headed to the center of the dance floor.  He
was soon surrounded by a group of girls, each grinding into him as hard as
they could.  He had to laugh at their attempts.  'Maybe I should just do a
strip tease for them,' Justin thought to himself as he felt one girl rub her
hand against his crotch.  He shook his head and removed her hand swiftly.
'These places are like a meat market.'

	He turned his head and noticed Christina dancing erotically with some guy.
'He's pretty hot,' Justin laughed to himself.  He moved over to where she
was dancing and got behind her.  'At least I know she won't try to grab my
crotch.'

	Christina threw a glance back and smiled when she saw who it was.  She
turned to face him, ignoring her old dancing partner and taking up a new
one.

	"So, how drunk are you?"

	"I'm not drunk at all," Justin laughed.  "Just nicely buzzed."

	"What can I say to get some more liquor into that body of yours," Christina
asked huskily.

	Justin got very close to her face, letting his breath fall around her
cheeks.  He leaned in close as if he was going to kiss her.  Then he
stopped.  "You could buy me another drink," he said sexily before starting
to laugh.  "I'm taken girl," he smiled.

	"Can't blame me for trying," she said with a shrug.

	"No, but Nick might," Justin smiled.  He continued to dance with her for a
few minutes before the music changed to a song they both found distasteful.

	"If I hear this one more time," Christina yelled as she quickly left the
dance floor.

	"It makes one MTV Party To Go album and it's playing in every club non
stop," Justin laughed, heading back to the bar.

	"He'll have a vodka cranberry.  I'll have a long island ice tea," Christina
ordered.  "You should have a few of those."

	"Where do you keep all that alcohol!  You weigh like 50 pounds," Justin
exclaimed.

	"And I can drink you and all your friends right under the table," she
laughed.  "You just gotta know what to eat, how to drink and when to take a
break."

	"I don't plan on ever getting to know that much about drinking," Justin
said, taking a sip of his drink.

	"Suit yourself," Christina said, downing hers and giving out a little yell.
  She looked over at Justin and smiled.  "Why'd you have to turn out to be
gay anyway," she asked.  "You and I could of made a pretty hot couple."

	"Sorry," Justin laughed.  "But I don't have any complaints.  And I think
Nick and I make a very hot couple as it is."

	"Whatever," Christina said as she got closer.  She stood on her toes and
looked up into Justin's face.  He made no move back.  "What about one kiss,"
she said.  "Just to try it.  You don't like it you never have to do it
again."

	"No thank you," Justin laughed.  "I-"  Christina pressed her lips to
Justin's, hard.  Her hand went behind his head as her tongue entered into
his mouth.  Justin tried to pull away, but found that she wasn't going to
let go that easily.  Finally, she released him and smiled, quite pleased
with herself.

	"Well," she asked with a smirk.

	Justin looked at her for a minute.  He brought his hand to his lips and
looked at her carefully.  "Not as good as Britney," he said slowly.  "She
did the same thing when we were twelve."

	"Cute," Christina laughed.  "I've got a good sense of humor."  She looked
at him hungrily.  "I'm gonna go dance with that hottie some more.  You know
where to find me."  With that, she disappeared.

	"Damn," Joey said.  "Nick would bitch slap her if he saw that."

	"I wouldn't blame him," Justin replied.  "A little forward, don't you
think?"

	"Not with me," Joey replied.

	Justin laughed and looked over at his friend.  "Why don't you go flirt with
some girls.  I'm done dancing for a bit."

	"Alright.  Be right back honey," Joey said to Chris before laughing at
Justin.  "Hey, if it doesn't work with the ladies, at least he can sing as
high as them."

										*****

	"Wow," Brian said as he entered the hotel room.  He noticed the room
service cart in the center of the room and the small candelabra left in the
center of the table.

	"You like," JC asked.

	"I like," Brian replied with a laugh.

	"Good."  JC walked over to the table and pulled out one of the chairs,
motioning for Brian to sit down.  Brian grinned and walked over, sitting
down as JC pushed his chair up to the table.  "Dinner is served," he said as
he pushed the cart over.

	"You're kidding," Brian laughed.

	"Nope," JC replied.  "You said fried chicken was one of your favorite
meals, so I thought I would stick with what works."

	JC placed a plate of friend chicken on the table, followed by mashed
potatoes, gravy, and some brocoli.  "I had to get something healthy on the
table or Devon would have killed me," JC said.

	"This is perfect," Brian said.

	"I have a couple of other surprises too," JC said.

	"What are they," Brian asked, as an excited child would on Christmas.

	"Well...I was going to wait until after dinner..."

	"Pwease..."

	"OK," JC said with a smile.  He got up and walked over to his bag.  "I kind
of looked around a bit when we were in Orlando.  You know...at some houses
and stuff."

	"Really," Brian asked, turning around to face him.

	"And I found this one...I mean, if you don't like it, that's totally
alright and we can look some more when we get back, but I looked at it and
thought it was pretty cool and...well, take a look."  JC handed Brian a
stack of photos and took a deep breath.

	The house closely resembled the one JC had passed that morning when he was
jogging to his parents house.  It was a gray stone structure, two stories
high, with several trees around the perimeter.  Brian smiled and looked up
at JC.  "It's beautiful."

	"Keep going," JC said as he moved closer to Brian, leaning over the back of
his chair and resting against Brian's shoulder.  Brian looked at the next
photo and saw the back.  There was a large built in swimming pool, as well
as a deck and three car garage.  "This yard is huge."

	"We can have some great parties there," JC said.  Brian nodded and looked
at the next photo.  "I think this is what made me like the house so much."

	The fireplace was a huge stone structure with a mantle place.  "This is
amazing," Brian said.

	"You like it," JC asked hopefully.  He watched as Brian quickly looked at
the photos of the other rooms, smiling wide.

	"How about we put a bid on the house tomorrow.  I mean, I'd still like to
see it in person, but if it's anything like this...wow."

	"That's so great," JC said, kissing Brian lightly on the cheek.  "I thought
this place was perfect."

	"You're so amazing," Brian said with a smile.  "You always know exactly how
to make me smile.  I love you so much."

	"I love you too," JC said with a smile.

	"Now, let's eat some of this dinner before it gets cold," Brian said.

	"And then I have one more surprise for you," JC smiled.

	"Does it involve you, me and a bed," Brian asked with a grin.

	"A bed?  If you want.  Hell, I'd settle for the table even."

	Brian looked at JC, his mouth open.  "Eat fast."

										*****

	"No, I will not kiss you again," Justin laughed as Christina stumbled
towards him.

	"Aw, come on.  I've gotta be better than ol' what's his name," she slurred.

	"Um, no, but thanks for playing," Justin said, walking back towards the
bar.  Truth by told, his head was spinning as well.  One more drink and he'd
probably be gone.  "Can I have another vodka cranberry please."

	"Justin, no one has to know," Christina said, pressing herself up against
him.  She licked her lips seductively and looked up at him.  "It can be
our...little...scret."

	Justin accepted the drink the bartender handed him, leaving a generous tip.
  "Christina, you're more drunk than I am, so I'm going to ignore all these
comments your making and not tell anyone about them.  But I really don't
suggest you-"

	Christina was on him again, her lips pressed tightly to his.  This time
though, he pulled her off before anything more could happen.

	"OK, I'm going to say this one more time.  No...means...no," Justin said,
enunciating each word.  "Now either go dance, or go home, but keep your
hands off of me."  Justin downed his drink angrily and headed off to the
dance floor.

	"I'm so sick of this crap," Christina muttered to herself.  She watched as
Justin disappeared into the masses of writhing bodies.  "This is war."

											*****

	"I feel like a princess," Britney said.  The coach drove them slowly
through the park, Britney looking out each side excitedly.  "I've always
wanted to do this."

	"Me too," AJ said.  "I just never had a good reason to."

	"Why does everyone say the park is so dangerous?  It's so beautiful here."

	"Well, I wouldn't want to go walking around here at night," AJ said.  "But
you're right, it is beautiful."  He looked around at the trees and the
shadows the cast on the ground.  It was almost all dark, save for the few
street lamps.

	"I'm going to miss you when the tour is over," Britney said sadly.

	"It won't be too bad," AJ said.  "We can see each other still.  You have a
short break before your tour starts up and we don't have to worry about
touring for a while.  Planes are wonderful things."

	"I know, but it won't be the same," Britney said.  "I'm so used to being
around you and the other guys."

	"Well you have all your sexy dancers to keep you company at least," AJ
laughed.

	"That's true.  We just got a new cute blond one.  He's a hottie."

	"Hey!"  AJ put is arm around her and pulled her in close.  "He gay?"

	"You know it," Britney laughed.

	"Hang out with him as much as you like," AJ laughed.

	Britney smiled and lay her head down on AJ's shoulder.  "This is nice.  Why
couldn't we have more times like these?"

	"We could," AJ said.  "And we will."

	The coach ride continued through the park, finally exiting and taking them
back ontot he street.  AJ tipped the driver and helped Britney down.  They
decided to walk back to the hotel rather than take a cab.

	"Remember what we talked about the other day," Britney said shyly.

	"You mean..."

	"Yea, that," Britney said.  "I want to tonight."

	AJ stopped and looked at her for a second.  "Are you sure?"

	"Positive."  She smiled and started walking again.  AJ watched her for a
second before running to catch up with her.

	"You're sure you're sure," he asked quickly.

	"I said I was," she laughed, kissing him lightly on the cheek.  "Now, let's
get back to the hotel."

	AJ stopped again and watched as she walked, not seeing her giggle at his
reaction.  He walked up to catch up with her again and took her hand in his.
  Slowly, they walked back to the hotel, in no rush for anything.

											*****

	He felt sick.  And dizzy.  His head was spinning and his feet were no
longer listening to him.  'So this is what one too many feels like,' he
laughed to himself.  He continued to dance with the girl, through no will of
his own.  She wouldn't let go of him.

	"I think I'm going to be sick," he said finally, hoping that would get her
to release him.  She gave him an odd look and let go, thankfully.  He
stepped back, bumping into another group of people dancing.  He apologized
quickly and continued in his attempts to make it off the dance floor.

	"You feeling alright," Howie asked as soon as Justin stumbled over.

	"I feel fine," Justin laughed.  "Just a little drunk."

	"Just a little, huh," Howie laughed.  "You're almost as bad as he is," he
said, indicating Chris who was still sleeping on the bar.  "We should get
him home soon."

	"Yea, I guess."  Justin took a seat next to Howie and groaned.  "Christina
keeps trying to kiss me!"

	"And?  What, is it icky?"

	"Very," Justin laughed.  "I'm engaged and she knows it.  Not to mention
gay."  He said the last word quietly, even though no one could possibly
overhear their conversation due to the intensity of the music.

	"So tell her to lay off!"

	"I tried," Justin said.  "She just tries harder.  I don't know what this is
about, but I'm not converting."

	"Oh she would love that," Howie laughed.  He looked towards the dance floor
and noticed Joey dancing eroticaly with some girl.  "Well, looks like Joey's
going to be getting some action tonight."

	"Finally," Justin laughed.  He too looked out at the dance floor and
noticed Christina walking over again.  "Howie, hide me!"

	Christina walked right over to them and sat down, her arm immediately going
up to around Justin's shoulder.  "Are we having fun?"

	"Loads," Justin laughed, trying to disentangle himself from Christina.

	"We're thinking of leaving soon," Howie said.  "Get Chris home."

	"Oh come on," Christina whined.  "It's not even three yet!  He's fine where
he is."

	"I don't know," Howie said doubtfully.  "I'm gonna go see what time Joey
wants to leave."

	"Have you seen what he's danicng with?  He may not welcome the
interruption."

	"He doesn't have much of a choice," Howie said, standing quickly.

	Christina watched Howie walk away and then turned her attention to Justin.
"Now where were we?"

	"I was telling you to keep your hands off of me," Justin sighed.

	"Was I listening?"

	"No, you weren't."

	"Persistent little bitch, aren't I," Christina said with a smirk.

	"Well, you got the bitch part right," Justin said angrily.  "Can you please
just take no for an answer?"

	Christina reached down and rubbed her hand over his crotch.  "What do you
think?"

	Justin jumped up quickly and took a step back.  "OK, you had better be
really fucking drunk, cause I'm starting to get pissed off now."

	"Oh give me a break.  You know you want it too," she said spitefully.  "You
can't be happy."

	"I'm actually very happy," Justin said quickly.  "Very."

	"Right," Christina said with a laugh.  "We'll see."

	"What the hell does that mean," Justin yelled.

	"Exactly what I said."  She looked at him with a smile and then kissed him
on his cheek.  "Later hun."

	"I'm outta here.  Tell Joey I grabbed a cab by myself."  Justin turned
around angrily and stormed towards the door.

	'He seems angry,' Christina thought to herself.  She shrugged her shoulders
and headed back towards the dance floor.

											*****

	"I can't fucking believe her," Justin said outloud to himself as he stormed
away from the club.  'She knows I'm engaged and she's throwing herself at
me.  Who the hell is she to say I'm not happy.  I'm very happy.'  Justin
stopped and leaned up against the wall for support, feeling the ground move
under him.  "I am happy."  He looked around and didn't recognize where he
was.  The streets were empty and deserted.  "I gotta get a cab."

	Justin stepped towards the curb and looked down the rode, seeing no
headlights.  "Christ, this is New York City.  Aren't there supposed to be
like a million cabs?"

	Something was stirring in his head.  Maybe it was the liquor speaking.
Maybe it was immaturity, foolish pride, or just a desire to be anywhere but
where he was right now.  "If I can't get a cab, I'll just walk to the
hotel."

	Justin began to walk slowly down the street, watching as name after name
continued.  "Where would Lexington be?"  The streets didn't look familiar.
He had never been here before.  He stopped at the curb as he noticed some
headlights and held his hand up, hoping it would be a taxi.  It drove by
quickly.

	"Alright, fine, don't help me out," Justin said.  "Maybe if I wore a
t-shirt saying I'm Justin Timberlake, someone would help me."  He continued
his walking, noticing the streets got darker and darker.  "Where the fuck am
I," he asked finally.  He stopped and looked around carefully.  "OK, time to
call the limo."  He pulled his cell out of his pocket and started to dial.
"No service," he said aloud.  "Why the hell did I leave that club by
myself?"  His thoughts flew back to Christina.  "Bitch is dead meat
tomorrow."  Justin looked around and picked a direction and with a shrug
continued his walked.

	He circled for about fifteen minutes, noticing only about two taxis go by
him.  "Yea right.  New York City.  Taxis.  Bite me," Justin thought
bitterly.  He looked down at his phone again and groaned.  No service.

	"Can we help you," a voice said from behind Justin.  Justin stopped where
he was and spun around, noticing a group of about five men, around his age,
maybe a little older.

	"Actually, I'm a little lost," Justin said with a smile.

	"Well, where are you trying to get," the 'leader' asked, taking a step
forward.

	Justin told him the name of his hotel and watched his face nervously.  "Can
you help me?"

	"You're pretty far away," the young man said.  "It's gonna cost you."

	"Oh...ok," Justin said, reaching for his wallet.  "Um...how much?"

	"Let's step into my office," he said, placing one arm around Justin's
shoulder.  He led him into an alleyway between two buildings.  The other
four youths followed close behind.

	"I don't like this," Justin said thinking outloud.  He only muttered a
slight yell as the blade made contact with his flesh.

									*****

	"Oh God," Brian yelled.  The bed rocked beneath them as JC slid in and out
of Brian quickly.

	"You feel so good," JC said, kissing his way up Brian neck as he cock
filled Brian up.  He ran his hands hard over is lover's arms, feelings the
muscles in them.  "You're so hot," he moaned.  He withdrew almost all the
way from Brian before entering again, moaning loudly.  "You're so tight."

	"Sorry," Brian said with a smile, running his nails down JC's back.  He
watched JC's face as he continued to thurst inside of him.  His head rolled
with please as his breath came in quick short bursts.

	"I'm close," JC said as his thrusting increased in intensity.

	"So am I," Brian groaned.  He threw his head back and moved his hips in
time with JC's thrusting.  JC looked lustfully into Brian's eyes and pushed
all the way inside, just as he shot volley after volley into Brian.  Brian
let out a small yell as well as he came between their bodies, groaning
loudly.

	JC collapsed on top of Brian and held him tight.  "I love you so much," he
said into Brian's ear.

	"I love you too," Brian said, enjoying the feel of JC holding him.  He
smiled wide and nuzzled his head into JC.  "Can we sleep like this?"

	JC was already out.

											*****

	Nick rolled over in his bed and glanced quickly at the clock.  'He's still
at the club,' he sighed to himself.  'I thought he would've called by now.'
Nick said up and rolled down the blankets, feeling a sweat on his body.  The
tv was still on, but he didn't even look at it.  He glanced at his cell
phone, making sure it was still turned on.  He lay back down and sighed.
"He'll be home soon."

									*****

	"He what," Joey yelled as he looked at Christina.

	"He left.  He said he would meet us back at the hotel," she replied with a
shrug.

	"What did you do to him," Joey yelled.

	"I didn't do anything," Christina said loudly.  "He got an attitude and
said he wanted to leave.  So he left.  He's not a baby.  He can do whatever
he wants."

	"This is a bad neighborhood," Joey said loudly.  He grabbed ahold of Howie.
  "We're leaving now."

	"Why," Howie asked, eyeing a girl at the bar.  "I'm kind of busy."

	"Justin left a few minutes ago," Joey said nervously.  "I want to make sure
he's alright."

	"So call his cell," Howie said angrily.

	"I did.  There was no answer," Joey said.  "Come on, I'm nervous."

	"Well, call the hotel and see if he's there," Howie said as he stood,
grabbing Chris and pulling him to his feet.  They all headed towards the
door, Christina dancing slightly, still eager to stay.

	"Hello.  No Nick, it's Joey," Joey said.  He covered the receiver and
sighed.  "He's not there."  He pulled his hand away from the phone and
quickly exited the club.  "Justin left a few minutes ago, so we were just
calling to see if he got home yet...yes...by himself.  I'm sorry.  I didn't
know he was going to...Christina," Joey said, throwing a look in her
direction.  She threw her arms up and stepped towards the curb to hail a
cab.  "Well, we just got a cab, so we're gonna try to get in contact with
him again.  Call me when he gets back to the hotel...ok...bye."  He looked
at Christina angrily as he got into the cab.  "I really can't believe you."

	"Give me a fucking break," Christina yelled.  "Like you guys never make a
mistake."

	"Yea, but this one might be a little more costly," Joey said as he looked
out the window.  "God, why'd we ever go into this neighborhood."

	"Cause that club is awesome," Christina said.

	Joey rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone again, speed dialing Justin's
number.  "It's ringing."  He listened carefully.

									*****

	"Don't answer that," one of the young man yelled, looking at the phone
lying next to Justin's body.

	"What's the difference," another said picking it up.  He looked at it for a
second and grinned.  "Hello?"

	"Who is this?"

	"Who's this?"

	"Put Justin on the phone," the voice said angrily.

	"Justin?"  The young man looked down at the body, lying still on the
ground.  "He can't come to the phone right now?  Can I take a message?"
With that he dropped the phone to the ground and ran, laughing wildly and
being closely followed by three of his friends.

	Three of them.

	The last one bent down slowly and picked the phone off the ground.  "7th
avenue," he said quietly.  "Next to Grove street.  There's an alleyway.
Your friend's there."  He dropped the phone to the ground and took off
running.

											*****

	"Get to 7th and Grove now," Joey yelled at the taxi driver.

											*****

	Nick paced through his hotel room nervously, throwing occassional glances
towards the door or out the window.  He held his cell phone in his hand as
he paced.  "Where the fuck are you," he screamed.  He tried to call Justin's
cell, but the calls weren't going through.  He fell down on the bed and shut
his eyes tight.  "I can't go through this," he said.  "Just get him home
safe."  After a moment he sat up.  'He's probably fine,' he thought to
himself.  'He's probably having a great time and I'm sitting here worrying
about nothing.'  Nick smiled as he thought back to the dinner they had just
had.  'He's fine.'

									*****

	Britney lay in AJ's arms, much like Devon lay in Lance's, and Brian in
JC's.  Kevin slept alone, but secure, a smile was spread across his face.
Nick lay on his bed...waiting for some word on his fiance.  Joey, Howie and
Christina road in the cab, speeding towards it's destination.  Chris lay
across all of them, sleeping off his drunken state.

	And Justin...

                       *****

        So...good ending?  =)  Thanks for reading.  I can't say the next
installment will be out as quick, but it won't be toooooooo long.  Send any
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