Date: Mon, 29 Jan 2001 07:26:06 -0600 (CST)
From: Chica
Subject: Sucks to be You-Chapter 4

DISCLAIMER: I do not know the Backstreet boys, though I've stalked them
enough to be called insane. I have a couple of questions about disclaimers:

1.) Who's actually going to sue me? No one knows who I am!
2.) I accidently found the Nifty archive, but it's pretty hard to find.
If the Backstreet boys are reading these stories, then are they really
straight?
3.) Of course we don't own them! Nah, I keep them locked up in a closet.
(tee-hee, they COME OUT of it).
4.) What crackhead could not see that these are fictional stories?
Do they figure that the Nifty archive is some top secret site appointed
to house the true lives of the Backstreet boys, N Sync, and many other
boy bands? If you believe that, honey, you'd believe anything.

DISCLAIMER ON DISCLAIMERS: Don't take me seriously, or else some
internet lawyer will sue the pants off me.


Chapter 4


AJ soon grew tired of the seemingly
endless interview at the WXKG radio station and averted his eyes to a
sight that filled his empty heart with joy. AJ was glad that Howie sat
four seats down from him. It made it easier for AJ to stare at his love.
AJ silently cursed as Nick's huge head practically swallowed his perfect
view. Why must he always ruin my joy? AJ thought silently. But soon
Nick's head was replaced by his love. AJ sighed, really wishing he could
fall off the face of the earth.

He knew that pretending to be homophobic
was wrong, but on the other hand it was the best coverup he had come up
with. Who could guess that he really was gay? Howie turned his head,
looking at AJ. AJ quickly looked away, praying Howie didn't notice.
Howie looked that way for a split second and then shifted his gaze at
the DJ. While Kevin talked about the upcoming tour, Howie couldn't help
but think of his friend. What was wrong with him? The other guys didn't
notice but Howie could read AJ like a book. 'Well, not on this one'.
Howie thought. Over the years, it took a lot of hiding to hide his
sexuality from AJ. Howie wanted to tell him so bad, yet he knew that it
would consequently be the end of the Backstreet boys.

Eventually, AJ once again stared at Howie. AJ
knew almost everything about him. They were the best of friends. Even if
by some slim chance that Howie did feel something for him, how could
they be together? It would be too weird. True, he'd definitely try, but
that still would have a rising conflict. 'That's like if Nick and Brian
got together!' AJ laughed a little. That was a good one! Unfortunately,
everyone heard his laugh. AJ blushed, sinking into his seat. After all
the confused stares were gone, he once again stared at Howie. His sweet
lips, his sexy eyes, hell, even his nose (which most found exceedingly
large) all seemed so perfect to him. If only he could just ki.....


"Hey, cracky! Get your skinny ass up! It's time to
go to Granny's." He heard Howie yell, playfully hitting AJ on the head.
Sadly, it was only a far away dream. AJ quickly got up, thanked the DJ,
and then sprinting toward the bus.

"Damnnnnn!" AJ stated, whistling. They
stood in front of Nick's Grandma's house. Everyone but Nick craned their
necks to look at the top floor of the mansion. Nick carried a bag,
shaking his head in amusement.

"Y'all act like it's Buckingham palace or
something." Nick
commented.

"It's big enough to be!" Brian exclaimed.
Nick rolled his eyes, picking up a suitcase. The four followed Nick into
the house, pulling their luggage behind them. After a brief tour, they
ended up back in the living room.

"I want the master bedroom!" Brian exclaimed.

"Shit nigger hell no! Yo ass had better back on off
my nuts." AJ
yelled.

"What?" The other four asked together, staring at
AJ in confusion. AJ let out a huge sigh.

     "No, I want the master bedroom." AJ said slowly.

"AJ, I'm sorry to tell you this, but
you're either morphing into Justin Timberlake or you need to take some
ritlin." Nick said, sliding an arm around AJ. AJ delicately pulled
Nick's arm off his shoulders. Nick smiled broadly.

"Guess we'll have to draw straws." Howie said.

"Good idea, Howie." Kevin said. He walked over to a small
desk, found some paper, and wrote their names on it. He then tore up the
paper into slips and put the slips into his Wilcats hat.

"The one who gets the 'master bedroom' slip gets the
master bedroom." Kevin explained.

     "Nah shit." AJ muttered, grabbing a slip.


     "Oh, and if I don't get it myself, one of you is my roommate." Nick
stated.

     "Why's that?" Kevin asked.

"It's the only room in this house that doesn't smell
like an old lady." Nick said.

     "Please dear god let it be.....blank." Howie said, frowning.

"Well, one of you gets a roommate." Nick said,
showing his blank slip.

"Mine's blank too." AJ stated, tossing
away his blank slip. "Oh well. I'd rather smell old lady than Nick's
morning breath." AJ further joked. Kevin and Brian looked at each other,
waiting for the other to open their slip. After a few seconds of
silence, neither of them moved.

"Can y'all stop staring at each like asses
and look?" AJ bluntly asked. They opened their slips. Brian frowned
slightly and Kevin smiled brightly.

"Looks like we're roomies!" Nick stated,
throwing an arm around Kevin. Kevin pulled his arm away as if it were a
venemous snake.

"Mine's blank, stupid." Kevin stated.
Brian stood a couple of feet behind Kevin, leaving his own 'la la land'
and stared dumbly at the other guys. Nick didn't hesitate one inch as he
pushed past Kevin and slung his arm around Brian.

"Just you and me frick!" Nick happily
said, giving Brian a quick
hug.

"Alright! I don't have to smell old lady!"
Brian softly joked. AJ cocked one eyebrow under his sunglasses,
analyzing Brian's behavior. There was something weird.....


     "Well, the next unsmelly room is the guest bedroom, up the stairs
and to the right." Nick said. Kevin, Howie and AJ looked at each other,
and then sprinted off toward the stairs. The three pushed and shoved up
the stairs. Nick and Brian laughed.

     "Lucky you, huh Bri? Let's go look at the garden!" Nick giddily
stated, running toward the back door. Brian giggled, jogging after him.

Upstairs, AJ and Kevin were having a
'bloody' fight.

"This is MY room! I got here first!" Kevin
shouted, punching AJ.

"You cheated! You threw dust in my eyes!"
AJ yelled, throwing
himself on Kevin.

"Get up!" Kevin yelled, trying to get AJ
off of him.

"Get up, nice choice of words. Too bad you
can't 'get it up' you Viagra chugging old hag!" AJ yelled, receiving a
mightly push from Kevin.

"OK, Howie the peachmaker commands you to
stop!" Howie yelled playfully. They still fought. Howie sighed,
unplugging the video game counsel.

"Hey!" AJ and Kevin both yelled.

"There's no point in fighting over the
room like a bunch of sissies. Besides, while you two were fighting I
already put all my stuff in here, so leave my room." Howie said while
grinning.

"That's not fair, is it AJ?" Kevin asked
him. AJ nervously darted
his eyes around the room.

"Um...I....I don't care. I wanted the one
by the kitchen anyways." AJ left the room at that. Kevin shrugged,
leaving also. Howie, on the other hand, stood there, puzzled at AJ's
behavior. After finding no answers, he shrugged and finished unpacking.
Nick and Brian were hiking up to the lake, planning their fishing trip.

"There's an old row boat in the cave on
the east side of the lake. We can get in there and just fish all day."
Nick said. Brian trudged after Nick, silently cursing dead tree trunks
and rocks in their path. Nick effortlessly hopped over the barriers,
still talking.

"There's some fishing poles in the attic
and we can either use the fake bait in the attic or we can dig up some
night crawlers. Are you OK?" Nick finally asked, smiling at Brian's
distraught figure.

"Why am I, the athletic one, dragging ass
and hitting every single thing on this stupid path while you are
practically skipping down it?" Brian asked, slightly irritated.

"I've been down this trail a hundred times
when I was a kid. I guess I still remember everything about it." Nick
smirked.

"Don't smirk! That horrible smirk! I think
God gave you that thing just to piss me off." Brian groaned. Nick
smiled, stopping suddenly. Brian, who was looking at the trail, bumped
into Nick, falling down to the ground. Nick turned around, laughing
loudly.

"Ha ha ha..." Brian grumbled, trying to
get to his tired feet. Nick helped him stand up, but Brian stumbled,
almost falling.

"Are you OK?!" Nick asked worridly.

"It's just really hot and....and..." Brian
tilted and Nick stopped his fall again. Nick quickly made up his mind,
picking Brian up. Nick was surprised how light Brian was. He never used
to be this light. But then the last time he ever carried Brian was for
some carnival footrace and he was only 16. Finally, Nick reached the end
of the trail. Brian had regained his strength, and felt kind of silly
being carried like a baby.

"Nick, um, I feel kind of weird with you
carrying me." Brian said
sheepishly.  Nick smiled, putting Brian back on his feet.  Brian
stretched and looked out over the placid lake.  The sun dipped slowly
over the horizon with it's radiant colors spreading across the sky.
Nick sat on a rock and gazed out at the lake.  Brian sat next to him,
knowing that no words needed to be said right now.  After a few minutes,
Nick slowly rose to his feet.

     "We'd better get back before dark.  The trail is worse when it's
dark, and I don't think you'd like to try that one."  Nick stated,
smiling as Brian immediately started for the trail.

     "AJ said something about going to town tonight.  He said it was a
surprise."  Brian said, grunting as he pulled himself over a rock.  Nick
swiveled past the rock altogether, causing Brian to growl with
frustration.

     "Oh quit being a baby.  Well, the town is kinda small, so there's a
very slim chance we'll be recognized.  Bri, ok, I've seen enough of your
hiking skills.  I'll tell you where to step.  Take my hand."  Nick
stated, rolling his eyes and holding out his large hand.  Brian
hesitated, raising an eyebrow.

     "Like I said, quit being a baby, take my hand."  Nick snatched
Brian's hand and pulled him along.  Nick slowly led Brian, helping him
along the trail.  Finally they reached the end of the trail and the
house/mansion loomed before them.

     "OK, that was MUCH easier."  Brian said, breatheing a sigh of
relief.  Nick smiled.

     "Comfortable?"  Nick asked.  Brian furrowed his eyebrows in
question.  Nick lifted his hand, still firmly attached to his own.
Brian quickly let go, slightly blushing.

     "Why Mr. Littrell.  If I didn't know any better I'd say you were
trying to hit on little ol me!"  Nick said in his best Southern belle
accent.

     "Why, Miss. Carter, I can't help hitting on little ol you because
you're as purty as a Texas sunset."  Brian said, pouring his thick
southern accent into his speech.  Nick fluttered his eyelashes, causing
Brian to laugh.  Nick laughed too, but only for a second before he
collected himself.

     "Mr. Littrell, you do tease!  You're such a big, strong, sexy man."
Nick said, continuing their playful conversation.

     "Miss. Carter, you're as beautiful as a...."

     "...horse's ass!"  Someone interrupted.  Brian and Nick turned to
see AJ.

     "Mr. Littrell, and MISS. Carter, it's time to get going, and do try
to act like you're not two flaming fags."  AJ joked, shaking his head.
Nick smiled, and pulled Brian again by the hand.

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That's all!  More to come in my next installment.