Date: Wed, 18 Jul 2012 01:18:45 +0000
From: ryanstories@yahoo.com
Subject: Time can heal ch 4

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"You have some explaining to do, Keagan."

Keagan closed his eyes and opened them up very fast, hoping that this man
he hated with all his might would vanish and that he would wake up in his
room in 1992 and this was just being a weird dream, even more weird than
landing up in 1992 itself, but it wasn't to be. The adult Michael Henderson
stood tall over him, and he wasn't in a happy mood, to say the least.

"Just what were you thinking of, activating that transfunctioner?" Michael
asked Keagan, still holding him up against the wall of the 1992 Henderson
household, his eyes flashing dangerously.

"Activating the what?" Keagan whispered, still not believing this was
actually happening.

"The transfunctioner, you idiot! How the hell do you think you ended up in
1992 in the first place? Did you think the fairies brought you?" Michael
spat out, finally releasing Keagan, who fell to the ground, but picked
himself up almost immediately.

"You mean to say you know how we got here?" he demanded.

"Ofcourse I knew! I was the one who helped create the transfunctioner, you
little brat!" Michael whispered hoarsely, nervously looking around him.

"YOU?? What the fuck are you taking about?" Keagan whispered aswell,
desperately wanting to understand what his uncle was talking about. Michael
wiped the sweat of his brow and placed his arm around Keagan.

"We can't talk here and now. Meet me tomorrow morning at 10 or something
and then I'll explain everything to you. Keagan, please tell me that you
haven't done anything that could jeopardise your future?" and for the first
time since arriving, Keagan saw a flicker of fear stretched across his
uncle's face.

"Like what exactly?" he asked.

"Like telling the sixteen year old Brian that he's your father, for fuck's
sake!" Michael almost choked the words out.

"I'm not that stupid, you know. I had no where else to go, but here! I told
them that I was an orphan and they took me in!"

"That was my parents, they were always the sympathetic kind. Listen, like I
said, meet me tomorrow. There should still be a little restaurant called
Sonskyn Kafee somewhere in the next street. I'll explain to you what is
going on, and after that I'm taking you back to 2012."

"No!" Keagan said out loud, mentally cursing himself for refusing to
quickly. Michael narrowed his eyes as he looked at his nephew, as he knew
there was something Keagan hadn't told him. Something that could seriously
jeopardise both of their respective futures.

"Okay, what have you done?" he asked straight out to Keagan, who was
searching his brain franctically to come up with a reason not to go back,
other than admitting that he had fallen in love with his teenaged father!

"Uhm?well you know that I was born after my grandparents died?I'm just
getting to know them now?" he managed to lie somewhat convincingly. It
seemed that Michael had believed him though, because he just shrugged them
off.

"Please Keagan, get a grip! Your eyes are in the front of your head for a
reason. So that you don't go looking back into the past wanting to live in
it! Your dad, your adult dad that is, is worried sick about you! When you
vanished from 2012 and Seth told me the last place you were seen was the
ocean I knew immediately that somehow you activated the transfunctioner and
was transported back to the past. You?" Michael was still speaking when a
light came on at the front porch.

"Quick, hide!" Keagan whispered, which Michael did. Keagan quickly ran to
the garden bench and only had a few seconds to make it look as if he had
been sitting there for ages when he saw Brian open the front door.

"Keagan, that you?" he asked.

"Yeah dude, I couldn't sleep so I thought I'd come sit here. I've always
loved the evenings," Keagan lied through his teeth, his eyes nervously
switching from where Brian was and where Michael was hiding. Brian came
closer to Keagan and sat down on the bench with him. Together there was
utter silence before Brian spoke:

"Keagan, can I ask you something?"

"Yeah dude, ofcourse you can."

"Well?this is gonna sound strange but?what if, say, you knew someone who
you were very fond of?you know, someone you liked very much. You're good
friends and all and everything is great. Then someday you start to feel
something else for that person. Something you really shouldn't. Something
that you know is wrong. Would you still go along with that, or do what your
head tells you and just forget everything?"

Even in the confused state that Keagan was with meeting the adult Michael
face to face in 1992, this brought him back to some kind or normalcy. In
his heart he was praying, praying so hard to the Lord Almightly that his
father was feeling the same way about him, loved him the same way as Keagan
did him. It was a long shot ofcourse, but Keagan still continued to look
deep into Brian's eyes.

"I?I would go with what my heart told me, Brian. If I really cared about
that person, had strong feelings for them, even knowing that it was wrong,
I still wouldn't give up at least without trying?" he whispered the last
few words. A summer's breeze that flew over them messed up Brian's hair and
without thinking, Keagan reached up and placed back behind his
ears. Brian's eyes softened at this gesture. Against everything that he had
been taught, he placed his hand on Keagan's shoulder and rested it
there. His breathing was coming quicker and quicker, and Keagan's heart was
racing aswell.

"You're my best friend, Keagan. There must be some explanation for
these?these feelings I have?" Brian said, his eyes starting to water up, as
he just didn't know where the hell to go from here. This was wrong, against
everything the Holy Bible and God. He even thought about telling Keagan
that he should find another place to stay, but the way he felt at the
minute, he would rather die that be without Keagan. He felt something
underneath his chin. It was Keagan's fingers lifting his face upwards to
face his own. It was full of understanding, friendship and something?more.

It was now or never for Keagan. If he was going to have to go back to 2012
tomorrow, then this was the only chance he would ever get to do
this. Brian's heart was warm and fuzzy he lifted up his hand and caressed
Keagan's face. The latter slightly moaned and leaned into it more, feeling
the rough, callused hand against his skin. It was then that Brian's lips
was just inches away from his.

"Why do I feel so attracted to you?? Where have you been my entire life?"
Brian whispered before closing the gap between himself and Keagan and
slowly, passionately kissed him. Keagan's responded with a emphatic launch
onto Brian's body as he held the boy who in four years would become his
father. Brian's lips felt like sweet fruit for his soul as the two showed
their love for eachother. Keagan's arms circled Brian's as he completely
pulled the boy towards him, caressing his back, feeling the strong muscles
rippling underneath his t-shirt. Brian ran his fingers through his future
son's hair, their kiss getting more passionate, more manly so to
speak. Brian leaned down to kiss Keagan's neck, burying his face into the
warmth he found there. It was Keagan who broke it off first, leaving both
boys breathless. Brian clung onto Keagan as if he was scared the latter
would run away if he didn't. Keagan leaned forward and kissed Brian's
forehead.

"I love you?I can't help it?I can't stop it, please don't hate me," Keagan
started to sob against his teenaged father's body.

"How can I hate you, Keagan? You're my best buddy I have. Good Lord Keagan,
I feel the same, you hear me? Keagan look at me!" Brian demanded as he
faced the tear strickened face of his son. Ofcourse, he wasn't to know
that.

"This is so wrong, Da?dude," Keagan continued to sob as if his heart was
breaking.

"How the hell can something that feels so right, be wrong?" Brian asked,
pulling Keagan's head against his chest, kissing him again.

"Fuck dude, you have no idea," Keagan whispered hoarsely. He was totally
drained, mentally and emotionally.

"Lets just take it one day at a time, okay?" Brian suggested, still holding
Keagan, whilst he gently began a rocking motion to calm them both down.

"Dude, you're straight, fuck I mean, you like girls, you're in love with
Janette!" Keagan tried for the final time.

"I thought so, I won't lie to you. I thought she was the girl I was gonna
marry. But then I met you. And since I have, I have had this incredible
love for you. Im serious, from the moment I layed eyes on you, I knew I
loved you. I just knew."

As the two boys sat there peacefully wrapped up in eachother's arms,
Michael returned from the back of the house, wiping his mouth from where he
just vomited after seeing these events between his brother and his
nephew. Keagan had completely forgotten about Michael, because all he could
think about as he and Brian headed for his bedroom, was waking up the next
morning in the arms of the boy he loved.

***

The early morning sunrays blazed over the West Coast, lighting up the ocean
and the cloudless sky. Shop owners got ready to open their businesses,
while others were on their way to work, or enjoying the Christmas holidays
of 1992. For Keagan and Brian, this was a whole new beginning. Keagan woke
first, and if he didn't feel Brian's head on his chest, then he would have
still believed it to be a dream. Brian looked so peaceful, that Keagan
could swore he was smiling in his sleep. He moved his body downwards so
that he could face his teenaged father. Keagan reached out and gently
stroked Brian's shoulder, all the way downwards to his strong arm muscle
and finally his hand and fingers. He tried to picture what his father
looked like in 2012, to what he looked like in 1992 and could find
absolutely very little resemblance. Surely the face was still the same, but
adult Brian looked so much older than his age of 36. Adult Michael, who was
a year older than Brian, looked way younger than his brother. Keagan
wondered what the fuck happened to transform this beautiful creature
sleeping so peacefully infront of him into the Brian that he had known all
his life, which was his father. It was then that his eyes fell onto the
alarm clock on his dressing table. 09:54. SHIT!!! He was supposed to meet
Uncle Michael at that restaurant!

OH MY GOSH?how much did Uncle Michael witness last night? FUCK!!! Keagan
closed his eyes and slapped his forehead. How the hell did he forget that
adult Michael was still there?? Well, to be honest, after Brian had kissed
him and told him how he felt about him, everything was erased from Keagan's
brain and he totally forgot about everything else. Gently, not to wake
Brian, he stood up from the bed and quietly put on a fresh shirt and the
same trousers from the day before. He quickly brushed his teeth and was
just about to hurry out of the room, when he remembered his uncle's words
from the previous night?

"I'll explain to you what is going on, and after that I'm taking you back
to 2012."

Keagan looked at Brian what seemed like the utmost time. It was there and
then that he made a decision, one that he knew for sure would change and
alter his life, but quite frankly, he didn't give a fuck. There was no way
that he was gonna leave 1992 to go back to 2012 with adult
Michael. Firstly, he loved teenaged Brian way to much never to see his
beautiful face ever again. Secondly, he really didn't know how he could
EVER look adult Brian in the eye again after what happened here in 1992. It
was better that adult Brian back in 2012 thought that he was dead or
whatever. Because his heart couldn't bare to leave teenage Brian. He walked
over to where the latter was still sleeping on his bed. Keagan bent down
and softly kissed Brian on his forehead.

"I love you?Dad," he said before walking out, closing the door behind him.

When Keagan reached the Sonskyn Kafee, situated just where Michael had told
him, he braced himself. There was no way he was gonna return to 2012 with
him. He saw Michael sitting at the back of the restaurant already drinking
coffee and the reluctantly walked over towards him.

"Keagan. Sit down please," came the order, short and sweet. Keagan obeyed,
and thanked the waitress and she gave him a menu before leaving uncle and
nephew alone. Michael took another sip of his coffee before focusing his
attention on Keagan.

"Funny?this place will be burn down in three years time?What transported
you here was the time transfunctioner that I helped create when I was 20
years old. As you knew, your grandparents - my parents was killed that year
in a plane crash. Their death really fucked me up from the inside,
Keagan. I wasn't ready for that at age 20. There was myself and Brian,
suddenly all alone in this world. We had no one, just eachother. About six
months after they past away, a scientist moved into our old house, which
Brian and I had to leave behind as we couldn't afford the morgage. One day
I just went back, just to finally say goodbye to the house that I had known
my whole entire life as my own and grew up in. The scientist asked me what
I was doing there when he saw me. I told him my whole entire story, because
I HAD to talk to someone else than Brian about it. It was then that I said
that I wish I could go back in time and warn them not to get onto that damn
plane which killed them. At the time he was already working on the
transfunctioner, but I always like to say that I invented it, because a few
weeks later, he himself passed away in his sleep. But luckily for me, not
before we inserted the transfunctioner in a area where it would be
preserved for ever and ever."

Keagan didn't even notice the orange juice that the waitress had placed
infront of him.

"Can you think of one place, one place which would never be harmed or taken
apart by even the worst weather or natural disaster? That is where I buried
the transfunctioner," Michael went on, calmly taking another sip of coffee.

"Where could you possibly find a place that would remain intact for all
these years?" Keagan whispered, his eyes full of confusion.

"Keagan, where were you went you were transported here to 1992?" Michael
then asked.

"I was in the ocean swimming and?OH MY WORD?you buried the transfunk thing
in the ocean??" Keagan blurted out.

"I knew that was the one element of nature that had the least chance of
being harmed or vandalised, so to speak. You had probably seen that my
family was in the fishing trade? I just took my father's boat out to where
I thought was far enough and buried it. My intention was ofcourse to go
back in time just a few months and make sure that my parents avoided
getting on that plane and then return to the present time, in which they
would still be alive and we would still have our house and family
together. Things didn't quite work out the way I planned."

"Why, what happened?" Keagan frantically asked, finally drinking some of
his juice. His mouth was dryer than the Kalahari desert.

"Well?I succeeded in going back in time, and I convinced my mother to not
get on the plane. Ofcourse I couldn't tell her why, and ofcourse I had to
be careful since there was now two of me there. The real me, and the
altered me. To make a long story short, my father still got onto the plane
and he died yet again. My mother was distraught at what happened, that the
same afternoon, she committed suicide. For a final time, I used the
transfunctioner to turn back time to try and stop them. This time went even
worse as I ran into myself, would you believe. The transfunctioner was
built that you can only go back to a certain year three times, so I had one
final chance. But now there would be three of me walking around the area
and I finally gave up. I vowed never to use the transfunctioner ever
again. Until last night however, when Seth told me where you were when you
dissapeared."

"How is Seth doing?" Keagan asked, still having love for his cousin deep
inside his heart.

"As can be expected, he's very worried that you might have drowned. Divers
are searching for your body in 2012 as we speak."

"Holy shit," Keagan whispered as the tears rolled down his cheeks.

"That is why we got to get you back as soon as possible. We make sure we go
deep into the ocean, to the point where you cannot see that tall church any
more. Then we wait, until we pass the transfunctioner's borders, which will
sent us back to from where we both departed, which was 2012," said Michael
before ordering more coffee for himself.

Keagan was planning on fighting his uncle in order to stay in 1992, but the
guilt feelings over what his adult father in 2012 must be going through was
freaking him out. Also the fact that Seth must be thinking he had drowned
was tearing him apart. He still loved Seth, he had lost his virginity to
Seth. Keagan angrily wiped his tears away as the knew he would never see
the teenage Brian in the flesh ever again, which did not go unnoticed but
Michael.

"Keagan?I saw what happened between you and your dad?well I mean the
sixteen year old version of your dad. Its disgusting and vile and I'm gonna
make sure you see a damn doctor when we get back to 2012, but what's done
is done. This, what happened last night, has now altered history. We can't
even for sure say now if your father had gone on to marry your mother and
if you were even born. You may have fucked up your very existance."

"And if I did? Then my own father won't even recognise me?" Keagan mumbled.

"I'm suggesting that you write a letter to teenage Brian, telling him that
it was all a lie on your part and that you're leaving their house and
him. Tell him to be happy with a girl and to forget him."

"Are you crazy? I fucking love him!" Keagan tried his best not to scream.

"Keagan, that is the only way of assuring that your dad and mom still get
together after you tried to turn him gay! If he remains gay in 1992, he
won't sleep with your mom and when he get back to 2012, you wouldn't exist!
It that what you want?"

Keagan could do nothing but shake his head. Michael stood up and walked to
the counter where Keagan saw him speak to the waitress. When he returned he
had a piece of paper, a pen aswell as an envelope with him.

You have no choice, Keagan," Michael said and for a moment Keagan thought
he saw sympathy in his uncle's eyes. With a heavy heart Keagan took the
paper, and started writing. When he was finished, he didn't even try and
stop the tears that was rolling down his cheeks.

"I better go and deliver this. Let me just put on my disguise so that if I
run into my 17 year old self, that he wouldn't recognise me," Michael said,
placing a hat and sunglasses on his face. He took the letter and told
Keagan to wait for him in the restaurant. While he waited Keagan relived
every moment he had spent with teenaged Brian here in 1992. Helping Brian
in the fish factory, seeing his sculpted pecs and abs, Brian bringing him
coffee in bed, him giving Brian a 2012 hairstyle the night he went to the
drive in with Keagan's teenaged mom, how they came close to kissing in the
bathroom and finally last night, when they admitted they loved eachother.

Keagan's eyes overflowed with tears until he heard a familiar voice behind
him. FUCK!! It was Brian!! What was he doing here? Fortunately for Keagan
he was sitting at the back of the restaurant, so Brian wouldn't see him
unless he wanted to use the toilet.

"Ah here your order. Haha, two farm breakfasts are rather a lot to eat on
your own!" he could hear the waitress tell Brian.

"That's why I'm gonna share it with the most beautiful person in the
world!" Brian said before leaving the restaurant. Keagan wanted to badly to
stand up and run after the love of his life, but he KNEW it couldn't
happen. He slumped back in his seat with his head in his hands. After 10
minutes or so, Michael returned and told Keagan to follow him. The ocean
was just behind the restaurant anyhow.

"Alright, now I buried the transfunctioner straight down here into the
water. When we cross the border, there should be a lightning flash, like
there was when I arrived last night and most probably when you did
aswell. After the flash had died down, we should be back in 2012 and
hopefully, your letter would have worked and in the future your father
would have married your mom and had you. You ready?"

Keagan could only nod as he followed Michael into the beach toilets, where
they changed into swimming clothes, to make it look legit as they were
going into the water. As they approached the shore, Keagan thought he heard
a voice?he looked to his right and there she was?his mom, the teenaged
Janette.

"Keagan please for goodness's sake lets go!" Michael said quietly and
entered the water, which Keagan quickly followed. Further and further they
entered the ocean until they could barely see the church from where they
were and couldn't feel any ground under their feet.

"Okay, now we just continue to float like this. The current will take us
further. Keep your head above the water," Michael spluttered, his mouth
full of seawater.

"I know how to fucking swim, okay?" Keagan countered. This was quite
honestly the furthest he had even been into the ocean. They were drifting
along, now and then spitting out some water, before the summer sunbeams and
rays suddenly dissapeared.

"Okay, its happening. We both came from 2012, so we should both be returned
there!" Michael screamed, really struggling now against the sudden current.

Before Keagan could answer, there was a giant lightning flash, seemingly
coming out from no where. Both fought against the current pulling them in
deeper, before Michael headed Keagan towards the shore. Both started
swimming for their lives, before another thunderous lightning flash blasted
over the sea before everything died down.

Keagan was so busy swimming for his life, before Michael pulled him back.

"Keagan, look!" he screamed, pointing towards the shore. Keagan's eyes
widened at the sight of the West Coast Holiday Resort, standing huge and
majestically infront of him, where it wasn't 10 minutes ago. They were most
defintely back in 2012. Keagan gave his uncle a smile before they both made
their way back to the shore. Soaking wet, they fell onto the soft sand,
completely out of breath.

"Remember?the last time your adult dad saw you, you and him had a massive
argument. Just tell him you were at a friend's house for a few days to calm
down, okay?" Michael said after a while.

"What if he doesn't know me? What if the letter didn't work?" Keagan asked,
honestly scared of what might happen to him if that were the case.

"If that's the case, I will go back to 1992 and stop you from ever kissing
teenage Brian. Lets just get you home," Michael said.

As they entered the resort, Keagan immediately saw Seth walking up and down
infront of their hired villa. The moment Seth's eyes glanced at the
entrance and he laid them on Keagan, the sheer relief on his face made
Keagan wanna cry as both boys bolted towards the other and embraced
fiercly.

"Dude, what the fuck man, where the hell have you been?" Seth screamed as
he clutched the wet boy's body against his.

"Later, dude. Much later. Right now I need to see my dad," Keagan said.

"Oh he's inside, he was worried to death! Come on!" Seth screamed, running
ahead of Keagan into the villa.

"The letter you wrote to Brian in 1992 must have worked. He must have
fallen in love with Janette, married her and had you. You're very lucky
everything worked out, Keagan. Me and you still aren't finished about what
you tried to do with your teenaged father," Michael said before turning
around and walking towards their own villa.

It was then that Keagan was reunited with his father, the adult
version. The moment he layed eyes on his son, 36 year old Brian Henderson
ran to him and embraced him in utter joy and happiness. If something were
ever to happen to this kid?

"Dad?I'm sorry?" Keagan wept as he could no longer control his emotions.

"Don't worry, you're safe now. We don't have to talk about it. I'm just so
glad you're safe!" Brian whispered. Afterall, Keagan was his only
son. Keagan clutched his father's back, knowing that in some way, he still
had "Brian" in his life?and he always will. All was well it seemed, and his
father was still the same person he knew before this whole ordeal. Altering
history didn't do any damage as far as he could see.

***

Later than night when Keagan was finally asleep, Brian was sitting outside
staring up at the bright night sky, as always the case in December in the
West Coast of South Africa. Ever since Keagan was born, he reminded him so
much of someone he knew in his past. Someone that was very special to
him. Brian sighed. He lost that person 20 years ago?and still not a day
goes by in which he doesn't remember him. When Janette gave birth to their
baby boy 16 years ago, it was Brian who demanded that they called the boy
"Keagan". He stood up and quietly walked over to his room, his nightstand
to be precise. He picked up his Holy Bible, and took off the cover. Inside
of the cover, he took out a piece of paper, a letter that he had been
carrying with him for almost 20 years. He opened it, and read the
devistating words once more?

"Brian,

When you read this letter, I'll be gone. What happened last night was a
huge mistake. Two boys should not fall in love, and I cannot do this any
longer. Please tell your family I thank them for their kindness. I really
hope you find a girl who can make you happy. For my sake, I hope its
Janette.

I'll never forget you.

Keagan "


Keagan was WRONG!! Him kissing his father and changing history has
completely changed the adult Brian!! Will Brian realise that his son is
actually the "Keagan" of his past? FIND OUT NEXT TIME!!

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