Date: Tue, 17 Oct 2000 16:33:37 -0700
From: vocal76 <vocal76@hotmail.com>
Subject: Turn Around 10

EVIL DISCLAIMER:

You can skip this if you're over 18 and you like homosexual material... but
just gotta let you know I really really really really really really really
really wish that N Sync was gay but they're probably but I don't know that
for sure since I don't know them.  Cool?  Okay read on...

Okay... suggested reading...  You have to read these.  I mean must or you
will die!!!!!!!!  Okay yeah, overexaggeration but hey... you really have to
read these if you're like a huge JC/Justin fan like me... even though 'Turn
Around' is screaming otherwise but hey... anyways... I'm just babbling and
stuff now so I'm gonna just get to the point.

Any Path/No Painless Way....... by Dara Lynn
	This set of stories is the bomb!!!!!!  Dara Lynn is like this totally
	awesome writer that is like light years ahead of anything my feeble self
	could ever come up with.

Interludes.......... again by Dara Lynn
	See above for gracious comments for Dara Lynn.  =)

Devotion..... by Angel1313
	Awesome story.  JC and Justin are like sooooooooo cute in this one...
	you have to read it.

Josh and Just..... by AJ Shukla
	Problee one of the longest running JC/Justin stories out there.  Love the
	way those two are in here, practically married.  Hehehe...

Dirty Mind Games.... by Vocal76 <-------- ME!!!!!!!! Wooohooo!!!!!
	I'm having fun with this one... I think I love to write JC as an airhead
	even though Justin's the blond one.  hehehe... This one is gonna be all
	JC and Justin.

Um.... theres a ton of others too... but I really think I should get to the
story though... don't want you guys to be reading like 71K of suggested
reading and only like 30K of story... hehehe... that would kind of be
funny, huh?  Alright...

Turn Around Part X
===============================================================================

It was close to 11 AM when Marc came over to the house.  He was dressed in
his church clothes.  White button up, shirt, black tie, black slacks,
relatively simple attire, but he looked good none-the-less.  Justin, of
course, didn't fail to comment on that fact either.  And even without his
cereal he smiled for Marc.  JC was still asleep so Marc went in to wake
him.

"Josh, wake up man...  I knew I shoulda called."  Marc lay down next to JC.

JC had a peaceful smile across his face.  He slept smiling.  Marc turned on
his side and shook JC lightly again.  He smiled a bit more then turned and
pulled Marc close to him in his sleep.  Marc tried to break free but JC
just pulled him even closer and smiled and ended up nuzzling his head to
Marc's chest.  Marc didn't have the heart to try and wake him further so he
lay there thinking.  He absentmindedly ran his fingers lightly through JC's
hair, kissed his forhead lightly and then drifted off to sleep as well.

Justin lay in his room contemplating.  He had watched the whole thing
through JC's open door.  He saw Marc kiss his forehead.  The huge thing
that did seem to keep gnawing at him was the way Alan had talked to Marc
the day before, before they left Moroso.  It bugged him even more than the
thought of being without Marc and JC.  He eventually drifted off back to
sleep.

The phone and a warm body brought JC out of his slumber.  He looked up to
see Marc smiling down on him in his sleep.  He snuck a kiss in on his cheek
hesitating for a bit before he picked up the phone.

"What do you want Lance?"  JC grumbled into the phone.

"Um... its Joey, and you need to uh... WAKE UP!!!!!!"  Joey screamed into
the phone causing JC to wince in pain.

"I am... what do you want?"  JC grumbled, obviously upset.

"What are you gonna do today?  Anymore races?"  Joey asked excitedly.

"I'm going out with Marc later.  And no races cause he has to work
tomorrow."  JC said plainly trying to hide his annoyance.  He looked up at
Marc and smiled at his sleeping face.

"Cool, where are we going?"  Joey still wreaked excitement.

"Um... *we're* going to his aunt's house to help out, I don't know what
*you're* doing though."  JC smiled hoping that Joey would get the point.

"Ooooooh, does he have any cute cousins?  Asian girls are sooooo hot."
Joey drooled out over the phone.

"Um... I don't know."  He raised his voice a little getting frustrated that
Joey could be so dense sometimes.  He quickly looked at Marc to make sure
he was still napping then rested his head back on Marc's chest.  "And
didn't I say that I didn't know what *you're* doing?"  JC pushed hoping
desparately that Joey would get the point.

"Duh!  You just said we're going to Marc's aunt's."  Joey obviously wasn't
getting it.

"No, I said *we*, as in Marc and I, are going to his aunt's house.  And I
don't know what *you*, as in you, Chris, Lance, and Justin, are doing."  JC
sighed in frustration again seeing that he would obviously have to spell
things out for Joey.

"Awwwwwwwww c'mon!  Don't hog up the new guy!  Me and Chris haven't had
alot of time to kick it with him!"  Joey whined.

"Man, you make it sound like he's a toy!"  JC spat out over the phone, his
frustration with Joey overwhelming him.

"Yeah, and you and Justin been hogging him up since day one.  I'm gonna
tell mom.  MOM!!!!!"  Joey yelled over the phone again.  He was really
getting on his nerves now.  Plus he screamed loud enough to wake Marc up.

"Call you back later, man."  JC quickly hung up the phone.  "Nice nap
baby?"  He asked Marc before laying his head back on his chest.

"I came here and you were sleeping."  Marc yawned and stretched a little as
he lay with JC resting on him.  Marc smiled down at JC as they laced their
fingers together.

JC snuggled back up against Marc.  "Sorry.  You look like you just came
from church or something."

"Um... yeah... like oh man... almost three hours ago.  Had a nice nap
though."  Marc replied after glancing over at the clock.  "You really do
sleep in, don't you?"  He giggled a little as he ran his fingers softly
through JC's hair.

"Ooops... sorry... it looks like I... um kinda drooled on you."  JC averted
his eyes from Marc's gaze once he saw the wetspot on Marc's nice button up
shirt.

"Looks like you did, huh?"  Marc giggled a little as he looked down on his
shirt and JC.  "Don't worry about it.  I have a change of clothes in my
backpack anyways."  He motioned over by the door where his backpack lay.

"Here... lemme get this and wash it though, its the least I could do."  JC
knew very well that he was flirting and wanted an excuse to just touch Marc
all over.  He straddled Marc and locked his gaze with his.  He reached up
and loosened Marc's tie smiling seductively.

"What... what are you doing Josh?"  Marc's voice wavered a bit as JC slid
his fingers down to the top buttons.  He shifted a little beneath JC.

"What does it look like I'm doing silly?"  JC giggled a little as he stared
on at Marc seductively.  He slowly undid the top few buttons before Marc
grabbed his hands and steadied them.  JC shook his hands off and and placed
them by his sides, then continued to work his way down.  He reached the
waist of Marc's pants and started to tug and loosen Marc's shirt.  They
still locked eyes.  JC slid his hands up Marc's stomach and to his chest.
He could feel his heart beating fast as if in a fit of nervousness.  He
slowly parted the shirt and was about to lean down as if to kiss him.

"MORNING GUYS!!!!!"  Justin ran into the room and jumped on the bed
knocking JC off of Marc.  "Well afternoon anyways."  Justin smiled at JC
who glared at him evilly.

A few minutes later Chris walked by the door.  He stuck his head in and saw
JC, Justin, and Marc laying on the bed.  He shook his head and proceeded
down the stairs.

Marc got up and finished taking his shirt and tie off.  He handed it to
JC. "Um...  I'm gonna go get changed in the bathroom."  He left the room
kind of in a hurry.

JC picked up a pillow and began beating Justin profusely.  "You asshole."
He spit out each time he hit him.

Justin grabbed the pillow and pinned JC to the bed.  He leaned down to
whisper into JC's ear.  "Hey, I was enjoying the free show too, but you
left your door open and I saw Chris coming down the hall and I know you'd
rather have me barge in than him."

JC pulled him into a hug.  "Thanks, you could've just closed the door and
let me finish what I was doing though."  JC smiled and looked up at Justin.

"I would've but then I wouldn't get to see the free show which I was
enjoying so much.  See?"  With that Justin ground his erection into JC's
thigh to let him know just how much he was enjoying the show.  Then quickly
jumped up, adjusted, then ran to his room laughing.

"You pervert!"  JC called out as Justin left.

Marc walked in with a puzzled look right after Justin ran out laughing.
"What was that all about?"  He inquired.

"Justin's just being his usual asshole self."  JC spit out nervously.  He
got up and started picking clothes out.  He looked at what Marc was wearing
and smiled and continued picking out his clothes.  "Um... make yourself at
home.  I'm gonna take a shower." He turned to leave then looked back in
seductively.  "No kinky shit on my bed with Justin... wait til I get back
and we could do all the kink you want."  He hurried off to the bathroom
giggling.

JC walked back into his room staring at Marc lying face down in his bed.
His khakis hugged his bottom snugly accentuating the nice bubble shape of
his ass that he and Justin so often looked at much like he was doing at
that moment.  Marc's breathing was slow and rythmic, which probably meant
he had fallen back asleep.  JC finished toweling off his head and moved
onto the bed slowly, trying not to stir Marc.

"Mmmmmmm..."  Marc rolled over and looked up at JC as he slowly came to.
"Hey, you.  All ready and beautiful?"

"Yeah, sorry I woke you.  You must be tired though.  We could nap for a bit
more if you wanna..."  JC made a move to lay down next to Marc.

Marc slowly sat up and pushed JC back to a sitting position.  "Yeah, thats
what I get for talking til like 3 in the morning."  He giggled a little.
"You know, this is becoming a habit with you."

"Sorry I'm a bad habit."  He frowned a little thinking that Marc would
think of him like that.

"I wouldn't say bad.  I mean if I thought it was all that bad I wouldn't
keep doing it... besides you're addicting though... in a good way so you
better take that frown off your face boy... and um... I appreciate having
someone my age around.... its um... kinda cool... I've never
really... um... yeah."  Marc realized he had started rambling and decided
to stop himself from babbling further.

"Um... did you eat yet Marc?"  JC asked trying to change the subject to
make Marc feel a little more comfortable.  He knew just how akward someone
could feel after babbling.  Besides he did it more often than anyone he
knew.

Marc's stomach growled.  "Um... guess that answers the question."  He
giggled as they both stood up.  "You wanna go grab a bite to eat or
something?  I'll drive."

"And I'll ride... I mean... um... that didn't sound right..."  JC turned
away in embarassment.  "Um... I think we might have something downstairs."
His voice cracked a little due to his embarassment from his previous
comment.  He started to walk out of his room and Marc jogged after him.

Justin and Chris were sitting at the kitchen table having a very late
breakfast.  Justin looked up at them and smiled as they strolled into the
kitchen.  Chris looked up at them, then looked over at Justin.

"What the fuck is this?  A freaking Gap commercial?"  Chris started
laughing at what each of them was wearing.

Justin looked at JC and Marc.  They were dressed almost identical which was
just so disgustingly cute and sick.  They were both sporting khakis and tee
shirts.  Marc's fit snugly accentuating his physique while JC had a white
button up shirt over his own.  Justin then looked down at himself and
joined Chris in laughter.  He had a white button up over his wife beater
and was sporting khakis similar to JC's.

JC blushed as he looked at what the three of them were wearing.  He looked
Marc up and down and then met his eyes.  His brown eyes could be so warm
and inviting.  Marc wore a smile on his face as JC looked on.  He quickly
turned his head back seeing that he had just got caught.

"Jeans or khakis?"  Chris spit out between snorts of laughter.  He almost
fell over in his chair.

"Hey... just remember that I was ready before either one of these bozo's
besides...  look at you and your brown pajamas pants and your white
Backstreet Boys tee shirt."  Marc managed before cracking a smile.

"Ha ha... I am not wearing a Backstreet tee shir..."  He glanced down to
double check his attire and his jaw dropped.  "I swear this isn't mine... I
don't even know how it got on me..."  He did indeed have a white BSB tee
shirt on as well as the brown pj's Marc was referring to.

"Sure, you just keep on telling yourself that... and we'll believe you."
Marc patted Chris on the back as he passed him to take a seat between JC
and Justin.

"For reals... its not mine!"  Chris was frantic as he ran upstairs to
change.

"That was tooooo good."  Justin sat laughing.

JC looked at him curiously.  "Um... I don't get it."  He was truly confused
at how Chris ended up with a BSB tee on.

"WHAT THE HELL IS ALL THIS???????"  Chris came running down the stairs with
his arms full of shirts and other parapharnalia of every other boy band and
wanna be boy band out there.

Marc and Justin looked at each other and whistled off innocently.  JC shot
them both looks of curiousity.

"Who did this, man????  Thats just *not* cool!!!!!  I want my real clothes
damn it."  Chris threw his clothes on the table.

"Um... those are real clothes Chris."  JC stated pointing to the pile on
the table.  He fished through the pile and pulled out a baby tee obviously
meant for a girl.  "NKOTB?  Kinky.  You really are old school."  JC
chuckled as he began to slowly understand what was going on.

"Where's my clothes Justin?  I know you had something to do with all this."
Chris demanded.  He loved playing jokes but hated when the joke was on him.

"I have no idea what you're talking about.  Besides, I think you'd look
cute in your little NKOTB baby tee.... c'mon try it on and flaunt it."
Justin brought forth laughter from the other two guys sitting with him.

"You guys suck.  When the hell did you find the time to swap my entire
wardrobe with all this crap?"  Chris pointed at the pile of clothes and
threw the NKOTB tee back in the pile.

Joey, Lance, and Britney casually walked in to see the pile of clothes on
the table.

"You guys really need to learn to lock your door."  Lance scolded as they
made their entrance.

"Whats this a Gap commercial?" Britney asked pointing out JC, Justin, Marc,
as well as Chris, though the previous three were dressed more appropriate.

"Ooooooh how cute, NKOTB!"  Joey fished the baby tee out and held it up
against Chris.  "This is soooooo you Christopher!  Like oH mAh gAwD!!!!!"
Joey used his best flamer voice as he teased Chris.

"Stunning wardrobe Christopher."  Lance joined in mimicking Joey as he
pulled out a pair of sequence disco pants to match the NKOTB baby tee.
"Faaaaaaaabulous I must say."  He nodded his head as Chris began to turn
red, whether from anger or embarassment they were unsure.

Chris stormed off back up the stairs with whatever usable clothes he could
find in the pile.  They heard him jump into the shower muttering something
to himself, loud enough so they could hear him from downstairs.

"Josh, you locked your door, right?"  Justin smiled over to JC.

"Um... no, should I?"  JC questioned as he had gained a little bit of
insight as to what was going on.

"I'll lock it for you. You have your key right, bay... um Josh?"  Marc
asked.

"Um yeah..."  He picked up Marc's near slip and smiled as he stared
dreamily as Marc hustled up the stairs.  A few minutes later Marc returned.

"You are so awesome Marc.  I can't believe we actually pulled this one off
and man... what a joke too.  Even I couldn't think of something like that.
Chris always gets us with the good pranks but this was..." Joey praised
Marc for the entire idea.

"You were in on this one babe?"  JC leaned over to Marc and whispered in
his ear as the others talked about how they finally got Chris.

"Yeah... well I thought of the idea kinda... Brit and Chrissy helped out
with the wardrobe though and Justin and Lance swapped his clothes."  Marc
smiled a little embarassed.

"I wish I would have known."  JC frowned a little seeing how Justin was
involved in the ordeal and not him.  He began to get confused all over
again.

"Well yesterday you kind of went off in your own little world.  Justin said
you probably just needed to time to think... and um... I was worried about
you but I...  um... I kinda figured that you just needed to think so we
kinda planned all this last minute and stuff... I'm sorry man."  Marc
sighed seeing that JC had gotten hurt over not being included.

JC smiled again seeing that Marc really cared and it helped to ease some of
his own worries.  "Its okay... just seeing Chris all like this is priceless
anyways."  He ruffled Marc's hair a little and wanted to place a kiss on
his cheek again.  His attention, however, was turned back to the rest of
the guys.

"Ooooooooooh... are you two whispering sweet nothings into each other's
ears?  How Kaaaaayooooooooooooooooooooooot!"  Joey teased them both making
them both blush and look at each other.  "But I thought that was Justin's
job... Justin you better watch out... looks like someone else is tugging
the leash today."  Joey burst out into laughter and was only met by silence
from the rest of them.

"You're just jealous cuz you want a cutie like Marc."  Britney spat out and
winked at Marc which just caused him to blush even more.

"Well if he had tits and an ass then that would be different."  Joey tried
to defend his sexuality as Britney threatened it with her teasing.

"Um... he *does* have an ass... I mean look at that."  Britney walked over
to Marc and pulled him up quickly spinning him around.  "See..."  She
patted his bottom as JC and Justin looked on shocked.  Marc quickly sat
down embarassed at Britney's blatant actions and turned his face away from
the crowd as he blushed even redder than before.

"Marc baby, you don't have to be embarassed that you've got it goin on.
You are just too cute, you know?"  Britney ruffled his hair and resumed her
seat next to Lance.

If Marc could've turned any redder he would have.  JC smiled at him and
grabbed his hand under the table and gave it a comforting squeeze.

"Um... we'll leave you guys to deal with Chris... um... Marc and I really
need to get going to his aunt's house though.  So we'll see you guys
later?"  JC phrased the last part as more of a question than a statement.

"Sure, you two sweethearts go and do whatever and don't worry bout lil ol
me.  I'll handle the big bad Chris all by my lonesome."  Justin teased as
he tried to usher them out the door.

Joey protested and was getting up to tag along with Marc and JC but Lance,
Justin, and Britney managed to hold him off as the two made their escape.
They hopped into Marc's car and prepared to leave.

Marc pulled JC into a hug and rested his head on JC's shoulder as soon as
they were both in the car.  "Thanks for getting me out of there."

JC just pulled him closer and rubbed his back soothingly.  "No problem man.
But you shouldn't be embarassed that you look so *damn* good babe."  JC
smiled nervously as he made his statement waiting for any uneasiness to
show in Marc's embrace.  None came which brought a sigh of relief from JC.
JC contempalted kissing the top of Marc's head as he held him but
restrained himself from doing so.

Marc pulled away slowly.  "Um so what do you want to do?  We have like an
hour to kill before we have to show up.  And I can always use the excuse
that I couldn't find it if we decide to make a fashionable entrance."  He
grinned as his normal color gradually returned to him.

"Um... we could get a bite to eat.  We didn't get to eat yet with all the
gang showing up, and I know you're still hungry."  JC pulled back so he
could see Marc's face.

"Yeah, what do you want to eat, though?"  Marc asked as he drove.

"Um... we could go to that one Chinese place where we went to before."  JC
suggested.  He immediately remembered their waitress from there and how she
had been hitting on Marc and started cursing himself.

"Um... let's not... um Trisha might be working... you remember that one
girl from last time... I kinda don't really wanna deal with anyone right
now."  He paused, contemplating as he nibbled on his lower lip nervously.
"Well, anyone other than you at least."  He avoided JC's staring eyes by
fixing them on the road ahead.

"Good answer!"  JC thought to himself as he grinned.  "Thats cool.  How
about we just get some McDonalds or something and we go somewhere and eat
it... like a picnic or something."  He was just full of suggestions today.

"Yeah, that sounds good.  My treat though."  Marc smiled as JC was
speechless.

It took them a while to find the perfect place to eat and by the time they
had found it they were already going to be late to help Marc's aunt.  They
managed to wolf down their food and make their way over to Marc's aunt's
house.  Marc was obviously still hungry.

"Auntie Lydia!!!!!"  Marc ran up to a shorter Filipina lady and pulled her
into a hug that almost sent her flying.  He set her down and smiled.

"You are so very very big now!"  Her accent was thick suggesting that she
had only been in the States for a short time, Marc knew otherwise.

"It hasn't been that long Auntie."  Marc rolled his eyes at his aunt and
she laughed at him.

"And you are very pogi pogi naman!  You have girlfriend yet?  I bet you
have lots of babaes after you."  She pinched his cheeks.

"Auntie!"  Marc whined.  "Anyways tita Lydia, this is my friend Josh."
Marc pulled Josh by the hand to his aunt.

"Hi, nice to meet you."  JC extended his hand to auntie Lydia but she
pulled him into a hug instead.

"Any friend of my nephew is more than welcome in my home.  You two come now
to the backyard.  Did you eat yet?  I cooked lots of foods.  And we have
hamburger for you American boys if you don't like."  She led them both to
the backyard smiling.

Auntie Lydia's yard was huge.  There were several people practicing several
dances in the backyard and a few lounging around eating.  Alan was one of
the latter along with another guy who looked to be Marc's age.

"Chill!"  The other guy ran up to Marc and swept him off his feet.  "What
up dawg!"

"Yeah yeah... love you too kuya Bryan."  Marc rolled his eyes at Bryan.
"You know I hate it when you call me that, you know... YAM."  Yam was his
nickname for his Bryan and he hated it as much as Marc hated being called
Chill.

"Fine fine already... I'll stop.  Who's this?"  Bryan pointed out JC as he
questioned Marc.

"Oh this is my friend Josh.  Josh this is my cousin Bryan.  Can't tell
we're related since I'm sooooooo much cuter, huh?"  Marc giggled as he
pushed his cousin aside.

JC shook his head and giggled at Marc.  "You are so full of yourself, you
know that?"

"And you say that like thats a bad thing."  Marc shot back smiling.

"Because it is dumbass!"  Bryan leapt on to Marc's back.  "C'mon I gotta
embarass you in front of your boyfriend now."

Marc blushed as he looked up at JC who was also blushing.  "I wish I was
his boyfriend."  JC thought.

Bryan led Marc to the lawn where a group of younger people were going
through steps to a routine.  "Check this out fool."  Bryan jumped off
Marc's back and called out to the rest group.  "MABUHAY EAST SHOW 'EM
WUSSUP!!!!!"

The group scrambled into a formation all too familiar to Marc.  Marc shook
his head as he saw that a single spot up in front remained empty.

"C'mon fool.  You choreographed this shit so I saved the head for you."
Bryan grinned at Marc.  "Plus I bet ur friend wants to see you move that
over rated body of yours, don't you JC."  Bryan winked at JC letting him
know that he knew who he was.

"You are such an ass Yam."  Marc walked reluctantly to the front and took
his position.  "Don't laugh if I mess up."

"Yeah I love you too Chill.  Now shut up and dance."  Bryan nodded over to
a girl who was seated next to a boom box.  She hit the play button and the
music boomed out.

It was mix of high energy and techno remixes.  The routine was fast paced
and always kept the group moving.  There were times where the group would
part and split into smaller groups but the transitions back into the whole
group always went smoothly.  By the time they were done they were all out
of breath due to the fast pace of the whole thing.

JC stood clapping.  He went up to the rest of the group.  "That was awesome
man, who choreographed all that?"  He was genuinely amazed at how fast
paced it was and how it left no room for the crowd to lose interest.

"This guy right here."  Bryan pushed an out of breath Marc towards JC.
"He's good ain't he... but only you would know about that."  Marc turned
around and glared at Bryan.

"That was awesome Marc.  So what other talents you hiding in there?"  He
poked at Marc's head and giggled.

"Wouldn't you like to know."  Bryan spit out jokingly as he laughed.  He
caught Marc's death stare.  "Um... I'm gonna go to the bathroom cuz
someones bout to kick my ass."  He took off running into the house.

"He's so lucky I'm not in the mood."  Marc said as he straightened up.  He
looked up at JC a little embarassed.

"C'mon lets get you something to drink."  JC led Marc back to the food
table.  "You really have alot of talent, its something you should think
about Marc."

"Yeah, but I really want that degree and I'm so close to getting already."
He took a swig from the bottle of water he pulled from the icechest.

"You could be like our next choreographer or something."  JC suggested
hoping Marc would take up the offer.

"And deal with you guys everyday?"  Marc laughed.  "I don't know if I'd be
able to put up with Chris and stay sane, much less *you* and *Justin*."  He
laughed again.

"Awwwwww you know I won't pick on you."  JC whined and tried to baby him
into changing his mind.

"I know... but I just really need to finish school."  He smiled at JC as he
took another swig.

"Hey you decided to show!  Oh my god!  And you brought your friend too."
It was the waitress from the restaurant.

"Um, yeah... you're here too?"  Marc was surprised and looked a little
uneasy.

"Oh my god... thats where I recognized you.  You're Auntie Lydia's nephew
she's been talking about and you sing with..."  She got cut off by Bryan.

"Yo Trish!  When you show up girl?  Thought you were working or something."
Bryan hid behind Trisha as he eyed Marc.

"I got off work early, duh.  Anyways, this is Auntie Lydia's nephew and his
friend JC."  She took the liberty of introducing them to Bryan all over
again.

"Um... duh!  He's my cousin, obviously."  Bryan spat out at her
sarcastically.

"Who?"  She said surprised.

"JC... who else?"  Bryan laughed at her ignorance.

"Whoa... this is just too weird."  She looked at them.

"Anyways girl, Auntie Lydia wants to talk to you so we'll leave these two
to do their own thing."  Bryan smiled at Marc as he led her away.

"But I wanted to..."  She continued as Bryan dragged her away.

"So much for not dealing with anyone."  Marc sighed as he leaned up against
JC.

"Yeah."  JC looked a little worried with her being here.

Marc tried his best to avoid Trisha but she hung all over him everychance
she got.  It made JC jealous as Marc tried to be nice to her as well.  A
few times Bryan and Alan had to pry her off of him as he went through the
steps with the cultural dancers.  JC lurked around and watched amazed as
Marc taught.  It was really in him to teach and to pass all that knowledge
off to the next generation of dancers.  It was around 10 PM when they made
their exit.  Of course Trisha had to follow them to his car.

"Whoa, tight."  Trisha complimented his car.  "Its all decked out."

"Um... yeah... I did all the work myself, well, with my bestfriend too."
Marc answered.

"Cool.  Maybe you could work on my car for me."  She was hanging on him as
JC stood off to the side.

"Could she be anymore on his nuts?  I don't wanna know."  JC thought to
himself.

"Maybe, what kind of car do you have?"  Marc asked curiously.

"Eeeeeeeew... don't tell me you're really straight.  I thought you didn't
want to deal with her."  JC still stood off to the side as Trisha endlessly
flirted with Marc.

"I have one of those new Civic SI's.  I had a body kit put on it last
month.  It looks tight."  She leaned into Marc as they waited for Bryan to
get all his stuff so they could drop him off.

"Aren't Honda's just grocery getter economy cars anyways."  JC spat out
bitterly targeting Trisha.

"Hey, my car's quick.  Besides what do you know?"  She spat back out trying
to defend her little grocery getter.

"Obviously alot if he's dogging on HonDUHs."  Bryan ran up and jumped right
into the conversation.  "Way to say it JC!  I see my cuz is already doing
his work on you with the Nissan thang, huh?  Besides, Honda's are too
trendy.  Everyone and their grandma and their grandma's neighbor's uncle's
brother's cousin's stepchild owns them and tries to race them now."  Bryan
snickered at Trisha.

"Well we should get going I have to be at work at 6 so I'll see you
Trisha."  Marc pulled away from her.

"Call me okay?"  She placed a kiss on his cheek and walked off.  Half way
up the driveway she turned around and looked at him seductively.

JC wanted to bash her head into one of the cars.  He never imagined that he
would get so jealous over someone that wasn't even his.  And it hurt him to
see that Marc actually smiled after her kiss.

"Whew boy!  Looks like Trisha's gonna dig her claws into you."  Bryan
called out from the back seat as they piled into the car.

"Yeah, whatever."  Marc didn't make eye contact with either of them as he
started the car.

"Yeah, looks like someone has an admirer."  JC said dejectedly.

"Whatever.  I wouldn't even have time for a girlfriend anyways.  Plus I'm
just wanting to concentrate on school and work right now anyways."  Marc
shot out, he looked annoyed that they were both teasing him about his new
admirer.

"But if someone comes along that changes all that bro... don't let anything
stop you."  Bryan looked over at both of them.

"Yeah, but I doubt its gonna happen anytime soon."  Marc drifted off into
thought as he drove on.

"But if it does..."  Bryan started up.

"Yeah, but not with Trisha."  Marc spat out defensively bringing silence to
the car.

They arrived at JC's.  Marc pulled up on the driveway and pulled the
e-brake.  JC moved to get out of the car after he thanked Marc
half-heartedly as he thought about Trisha.  In his mind it really did seem
like they might end up together and thinking of Marc as being straight
confused the shit out of him.

"Um... I'll walk you to your door.  I mean, you've done the same for me
already...  so um... I figured..."  Marc stepped out of the car and walked
around next to JC.

"Um... sure, whatever."  He didn't intend to sound angry or anything but he
was confused yet again.

"I had a great time today, spending it with you... um even if I had to
teach most of the time."  Marc matched JC's slow pace to the front door.

"Yeah, me too.  Just wish we could have actually spent more time with just
us and no certain third parties."  JC said, regretting it immediately after
he spit it out.  His head still wasn't on straight.

"Yeah, tell me about it.  How the hell do I get myself into shit like this
though?  I was supposed to just be teaching and Auntie Lydia throws me into
like 8 different dances.  Plus I can't believe I let Yam talk me into doing
that routine with them.  Can you just slap me now."  Marc tried to joke to
lighten up the tension they were both feeling.  Tension caused by Trisha.

"Yeah, but you're really talented.  And I'd love to see you up there
dancing this Friday too.  I can go, right?  Or..."  JC trailed off inviting
Marc to finish for him.

"Yeah, I'd really like it if all of you guys could go.  I mean if you're
not busy or anything... I'd..."  Marc was shushed by JC.

JC placed his index over Marc's lips to stop him from babbling further.
"I'd love to go.  And I'm pretty sure I can drag the rest of the guys to go
if it would really mean that much to you."

"Thanks man."  Marc pulled JC into a hug and rested his head on JC's chest.

"You're such a hugger you know?"  JC giggled as he matched Marc's embrace.
Marc started to pull away at his comment but JC pulled him closer.  "I
meant that as a good thing.  You're so huggable."  JC smiled as he held him
there.

"Hmmm... so I'm huggable, and ticklable... anything elseable?"  Marc
giggled as he swayed in JC's embrace.

"Fuckable too, Loveable definitely."  JC thought as he smiled.  "But you
better go and get some sleep.  And when you get home... um... just call me
and leave a message on my v-mail... that way I won't keep you talking til
like 3 in the morning.  We can do that again this weekend."  JC grinned at
Marc as he let him walk off.

They pulled away and Marc waved bye to JC.  Bryan stuck himself out of the
window blowing kisses at JC and giggling.  Marc squished Bryan's face into
the window as JC smiled on.  He watched the car drive down the street and
turn the corner before walking inside.

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Okay... yeah yeah... I said I'd have this out by Sat or Sun... so what.
But its here.  =) But I did get DMG out with two chapters and I am working
on the next installment so hold your pants up.  Tell me if these things are
toooooooooo long and I'll try to shorten them up.  I think I've just been
trying to cram like all kinds of dialogue into them lately.  Lots of gears
turning in my head.  I'll really really really really try my best to get
another chapter out by the end of the week so please be patient with me.
Thank you to all of you guys that write me each time I post.  I love
hearing from you and it truly truly keeps me wanting to write.
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