Date: Fri, 28 Jun 2002 12:46:47 -0700 (PDT) From: AJ Shukla Subject: Josh and Just 60 ***Hey Guys, Here is the next chapter. I hope you guys will like it. The next chapter might not be out until mid August. Me and my family are visiting relatives in New Jersey and various cities on the east coast. So , I hope you guys will like this for now. My e-mail will be up, so please do write and I'll respond ASAP. My e-mail is Wipeout211@yahoo.com. Thanks to those who are already e-mailing me. Much obliged. Enjoy the chapter. Josh and Just 60 The trees swayed to the gentle breeze that blew over Memphis. The grass was bright green and cleanly cut. The shining sun drifted down onto the land, making the air a mild, warm envelope. The rows of head stones lay single file down the lawn, each one the same height and color. In the stones, sat Justin, directly in front of a stone. He sat with his knees to his chest, slightly lifting his sunglasses onto his forehead. He gently ran his fingers over the etched letters which spelled Kelly Simpson. He bit his lip to prevent himself from crying as his eyes drifted to the two decorative babies protruding from the outer edge of the tombstone. Justin fiddled with a bouquet of two dozen roses, which he held to tightly. "Hey Kelly, It's Justin. Happy Mother's Day Beautiful. It's your day." Justin said sullenly to the grave. "Well Kelly, I guess I'll fill you in. Ben and Amy are two great kids. They are growing up fast. I mean they are already walking around on wobbly feet and are starting to speak. Can you believe it? A year and three months old and are starting to speak. They are rarely fussy and get along with everyone. JC is getting right now. They saw a popcorn stand near the lake and Ben and Amy were a bit hungry. JC is a great father. Speaking of fathers. We met Austin. Kelly, I got so mad at him. I mean he just showed up on our doorstep and well I just couldn't face him. Whenever I think of him, I always think of him as the man who killed by cousin. I mean Josh always tells me he is the man who brought our children into the world but I can't help but miss you." Justin sighed. His eyes drifted over to where Amy and Ben walked independently next to JC who was carrying a large bag of popcorn. JC smiled down at the kids through his sunglasses and crouched so Amy could give her father a hug. She reached into the bag and pulled out a couple kernels of corn which she placed into her mouth. JC pressed a kiss to her cheek and stood up again. "That's them over there Kelly. Ben's that one running around and chasing that little squirrel. And Amy is the one holding her father's hand." Justin said, pointing into the distance. "We just wanted to wish you a Happy Mother's Day Kelly. My kids ask about you all the time and we wanted to show them where their mother is. They'll understand in a couple of years. But for now they are going to associate you with a park or something." Justin chuckled. "These are for you Kell. I know you like roses so we got you some." Justin said. He heard the sound of JC and the kids come up behind him. He looked up and connected eyes with JC who smiled lovingly at him. "Hey Kelly. This is Amy Ariel Timberlake Chasez and this is your son, Benjamin Jeremy Timberlake Chasez." JC said, crouching down. Amy moved in between JC's legs and shied away in to her father's body. Ben moved next to Justin and clutched onto his arm. "Ben come here." Justin whispered. Ben followed his Dad's lead and moved between Justin's legs. He stared questioningly at the giant stone block before him. "Benj. This is where you Mother is." Justin whispered to his son. Ben just stared obliviously at the stone, not understanding what his father said. "Remember what Papa taught you? Happy Mother's Day." Justin stated. "Hahee Mamas Daee." Ben said softly. "Hahee Mamers Da." Amy echoed. Lance stepped into the Timberlake household, expecting to hear the sound of children running around and adults conversing. However, the house was pretty quiet. He closed the door and looked around a bit. "Hello?" Lance called. "Lance! We're in the living room." Chris called. He stepped in to see Chris lounging in the recliner. Joey sat in the alcove reading a book to Amanda, Joey's Daughter. While JC sat on the couch watching a baseball game, with Justin laying on the couch; his head resting in his husband's lap. "Hey Amanda! When did you get here?" Lance said, to the infant who sat in her father's arms drowsily. "She got here a couple hours ago. My brother brought her in for me." Joey said. "Steven is here?" Lance questioned, inquiring about Joey's brother. "No, he had friends to visit. So he's with them." Joey responded. "I don't want to do a show tonight!!!" Chris complained, burying his face into the seat cushion. Lance tripped over Ben and Amy's backpack falling against the table. "Sorry Scoop." Justin mumbled. "It's alright." Lance sighed, taking a seat on the couch "Do we have to do a show tonight?" Chris continued. "Yes Christopher. We do. Now shush. It's Justin's sleepy time." Justin remarked, with his eyes closed and his legs stretched over Lance's lap. JC looked down at Justin and ran a hand over his head. He ran his fingers through the gelled curls and slowly started to massage his husband's hair. Justin shifted a bit so his face was buried in JC's thigh. "What's with Baby?" Lance inquired, rubbing Justin's leg sympathetically. "He couldn't sleep well." JC replied. moving his hand to Justin's back and rubbing it back and forth. "Anything in particular that caused that restlessness?" Lance said, pulling Justin's sneakers off and tossing them aside. "No." Justin mumbled. "Justin. Do you want to go upstairs and take a nap?" JC questioned. "Yeah. I can try." Justin stated. "Justin? Can you do me a favor and take Amanda for a nap as well?" Joey asked with a smile. Justin gave a weary yawn and nodded. He took the infant child and carried her up the stairs. "Are you sure we have to do a show tonight?" Chris complained once again. Justin let out a frustrated yell as he walked backstage. He knew he had done poorly. He had messed up just enough for the rest of the guys to notice, yet still undetectable to the audience. He stifled a sob as he headed to the changing room. As he entered, he caught sight of his dad who was seated on the same couch as his own children. Ben was sleeping on the couch, a blanket draped over his small body. Amy lay wearily on her grandfather's shoulder, as he kept a steady pat on her back. Justin walked over and pressed a kiss on both children's forehead before walking to get his bag quickly. "You okay son?" Randall questioned. "Yeah Dad, I'm fine. I just want to get home as soon as possible." Justin said blankly. JC entered the room and gave a small smile to his father-in-law. He stopped when seeing Randall's concerned face and a jerk of his head directed toward Justin. JC frowned a bit and nodded knowingly. He stepped in front of Justin who was moving about the room quickly, barely stopping in his actions. He tried to move around JC which was prevented by JC's swift blockage. Justin let out an angry sigh and brought his eyes up to JC's. JC connected eyes with his husband and gave him a small smile. Justin waited impatiently for what JC had to say, not wanting to hear any of it at the time. JC held open his arms silently and waited for Justin to respond. Justin walked into his husband's arms and rested his head on JC's warm shoulder. As if both of them knew, they leaned their faces into each other to share an intimate kiss. "We'll talk later at the house, okay?" JC whispered. Justin gave a small nod, reveling in the feeling of his husband's body. "I love you." Justin reassured. "I love you too." JC said, pressing another gentle kiss on his cheek. Justin moved away from JC and piled up all of their belongings on one couch. "Dad? Where are the car seats?" Justin questioned. "They are already in the car. Rob has pulled the Suburban around and is waiting for all of you." Randall responded. "I can't drive the Suburban?" Justin questioned. "Just, you know that you can't possibly drive it away through all the fans. You need Rob and a couple car escorts. It'll be easier for all of us to just sit in the back and let them handle the rest." Randall explained. "God Dammit!" Justin mumbled. "Hey! Justin, you can have your bad mood all you want, but don't bring God into it." Randall chastised. "Sorry." Justin stated bashfully. Lance, Joey, and Chris walked into the room and quickly grabbed their belongings. "Ready?" Joey asked. "I am. Let me just get Benj." Justin claimed. "I'll get the bags." JC said, tossing a towel after wiping his face. "Are all of you going to stay with us?" Randall inquired. Lance, Chris, and Joey, turned to face Randall and nodded. "Okay, then what we can do is you five can take over Justin's room." Randall stated. Justin stepped out into the hallway with Ben on his shoulder, looking behind only to see if Amy was with his Dad. When he saw JC walk out of the room with Amy on his shoulder, he turned and continued to walk. He followed the guide security members through the corridors and finally to the exit door. As soon as the door was opened, they heard the sounds of screaming fans. Justin smiled and walked out toward the Suburban which was parked fairly close. "We love you Justin!" A group of girls yelled. "Over here Justin!" someone else yelled. "Fag!!!" a guy yelled. "Queer!!" A girl yelled from the same area as the guy's voice. Justin sighed and ran into the Suburban. Right behind the large dark blue vehicle was another SUV with it's doors opened surrounded by body guards. "Justin! You take the back seat." His dad yelled. Justin hopped into the car and seated Ben into his car seat. JC moved in and did the same. As soon as both men were in. the doors were closed and the car started moving as soon as Randall seated himself in the front seat. Justin sat back in his seat and buckled in, just as JC had done. JC looked worried as he watched Justin a bit. He moved his hand over Justin's and slowly caressed the back. Justin sighed and leaned in towards JC, laying his head down onto his shoulder. Christina walked into the hospital with a large brown bag in her hand. She adeptly made her way to the third floor and walked down the hall to the offices. She gave a quick smile to the nurse behind the counter and waited until she was finished with a file before speaking. "Hi, is Cole available?" Christina asked kindly. "Sure, let me go get him." she kindly responded. The nurse ducked into an office and soon walked out with Cole in tow. Cole smiled at Christina before walking around the counter out into the hallway. "Hey." Cole said, pressing a quick peck on Christina's cheek. "Damn you look cute in your scrubs." Christina snickered, looking down at his attire. "Well you always look gorgeous." Cole stated with a wide grin. "I brought you lunch! It's California Pizza Kitchen." Christina claimed, handed him a brown bag. "Thanks. I was about to resort to eating the week old stale muffin in my desk." Cole sighed. "No breaks again today?" Christina inquired. "Not until relief shows up in seven hours." Cole stated, looking down as Christina smoothed out his shirt. "Poor Baby." Christina whispered. "Hey Chrissy, I talked to one of my doctor friends and well I think you should go talk to him." Cole suggested. "Why?" Christina asked, taken aback. She moved away from Cole to look up at him. "Well I mean what happened the other night. That wasn't normal." Cole stated. "I'm fine okay Cole? I'm fine." Christina nodded. "Chrissy, I really think you should talk to him. I mean what can it hurt?" Cole asked. "Cole, I'm fine. Back off." Christina said, beginning to walk away. "Okay, well we'll talk about this later." Cole brushed off. "No. . . No we won't." Christina turned; making her way to the elevator. ". . . The prince rode up to the doors of the castle and bounced from his horse. He ran up the stairs to the highest tower where Princess Viola was fast asleep. . ." Justin read softly, to Amy who drifted off in his arms. Justin gently closed the book and tossed it aside the bed. He gently lifted his daughter from the bed and carried it to the other side of his room where she gently laid her down into his childhood crib. Amy rejoined her snoozing brother as she was tucked away in heaps of blankets to protect her from the chilly night weather. Justin walked away and let out a sigh. He collapsed onto the bed and was tempted to let out a frustrated yell; but changed his mind after catching sight of the crib again. He glanced toward the creaking door and caught sight of his husband. Josh walked in bare chested and in pajama pants which hung loosely from his hips. "Hey Sweetheart. How are you feeling?" JC inquired, in a soothing whisper. "Josh, I'm just so pissed off and sad all at the same time." Justin huffed. "I know, baby. I know you are frustrated. Why don't you go take a bath and I'll be in there in a second with a little surprise I made this afternoon." JC enticed. "I guess." Justin said sadly. JC held out his hands for Justin to grab which he hesitantly did. The older man helped Justin to his feet and gave his cheek a quick peck. Justin pressed a kiss to JC's shoulder and lifted his head heavily. He dragged along his feet, making his way slowly to the bathroom. He caught sight of Randall who exited his room toward the stair case. "Heading to bed Buddy?" Randall asked. "I'm gonna take a bath first. Then I am heading out." Justin stated lowly. "Night Son." Randall whispered, hugging his oldest child. "Night Dad." Justin sighed. The two parted ways as Justin continued his trek to the bathroom. He entered the solitary room and made his way to the tub. He turned the faucet on before starting to undress. He glanced at his nude form in the mirror and let out another sigh. On the verge of tears he took his place in the water and closed his eyes while resting his head on the bath pillow. "Sweetheart?" Josh called from the other side of the door. "Come on in." Justin called back. JC entered the room carrying a glass tray covered with a white cloth. JC took a seat beside the tub, with his back propped up against the wall. He looked to his side at his husband and gently ran a hand over the moist forehead. "Justin. You got to talk about it. I mean I know that you are upset, but I don't know what about." JC stated soothingly. Justin let out a hesitant cry of frustration and brought his eyes to his husband's. "Josh I read five papers the other day. And all five were commenting on this solo project thing. They all said that I'm gonna break apart the group if I go for a solo project. And that I'm causing a rift between Lance and Brit. And I am a bad father. And I am taking too much of the spotlight from the group. Josh I don't know what I'm doing wrong and I don't know how to fix it! Why can't all of these people just get off my back." Justin vented. JC brushed away a tear that trailed down Justin's cheek. "Sweetheart. Do you remember when this first happened?" JC asked. Justin shifted his eyes to JC and gave him a distant look. "Well I remember it vividly. We were on the tour bus and you got a hold of the papers from Chris's bunk and found all of our reviews. You were upset because the papers were calling you a gimmick for the band since you were so young. And they doubted you talent, which made you sad even more. I walked into the back of the bus to hear you sniffling all alone. Do you remember what I said to you?" JC asked. Justin lowered his head in embarrassment and shook his head no. JC gave him a hurt look which Justin apologized profusely. "I'm sorry Josh. I mean I kind of block out all the sad parts and focus on the happier times." Justin shrugged. " Well I remember. I told you not to take it seriously and that those people were critiques because they don't have the talent or strength to do what you do everyday. I mean seriously Justin, You are a talented singer who never makes a mistake that anyone other than us can tell. You are an extraordinary father who will give up everything for his kids. You are a goal oriented man who will always strive for higher places. You are the most loving and perfect husband anyone could have. And you are all of this at the same time. I mean not many people out there criticize everything about you at one time. And if they did I would just like to see them balance family, with singing, with interviews, and everything we gotta do." JC said, leaning over the tub to look into Justin's eyes. Justin lifted his head to connect eyes with his husband and gave him a small smile. Justin scooped a hand full of water out of the tub and dumped it on JC's head. JC kept frozen in his position holding an expecting smile and waited for the water to drip off before moving to his position beside the tub once again. "Fine. You don't get the treat I made for you." JC snickered. "Oh! Josh, I'm sorry, you know I am." Justin smirked. JC reluctantly lifted the platter and dramatically pulled off the cloth. He revealed a plate of large succulent chocolate covered strawberries. "Oh Josh! I love you." Justin said as he hungrily eyed the food. "I know." JC snickered holding the platter over the water in front of Justin. Justin pulled one off and took a large bite. He closed his eyes in bliss as he savored the sweet taste. "Where did you get these?" Justin remarked. "I made them. You had strawberries and semi-sweet chocolate and I made them this afternoon." JC smiled. "Ugh! I'm feeling much better now." Justin commented. "Oh! I received a call from Britney today. She needed to talk to you." JC stated. "Did she say about what?" Justin asked, finishing the first strawberry. He held out the top of the strawberry and placed it on the rim of the tub. "Nope." JC claimed, taking a strawberry of his own. "Oh! Jonathan did the funniest thing yesterday. We were sitting in the living room and he was playing with Steven and I guess Steven spilled something. But he rushed off to the kitchen and came back with a washcloth and one of those carpet cleaner solutions and started to wipe up the floor. This kid is really growing up." Justin laughed. JC smiled at the sound of his husband's laughter. There was a certain element in his laugh that made it just his which no one could copy. "They are growing up fast. I remember like it was yesterday when Steven used to fall asleep on my chest. And now he's babbling full sentences and choosing his own clothes." JC snickered, taking a bite of his strawberry. "Do you think the dogs are doing okay? I mean we haven't checked on them in a while." Justin said, reaching for another strawberry. JC held the tray in his hand farthest from the tub, making Justin reach over JC and to get it. Justin emerged from the tub a bit and reached past JC to strive for the plate. "Josh!" Justin complained. "What are the magic words?" JC asked with a laugh, watching Justin's wet body slowly emerge from the tub, inch by inch. "Please?" Justin asked, looking into JC's face which was inches from his own. "Nope not at all." JC said, shaking his head. "hmmmm. . . I'll give you a blowjob." Justin stated, giving JC an enticing look. JC connected eyes with his husband and smiled. "Tempting, but not the words I was looking for." JC chuckled. "Joey is a Jackass?" Justin shot out. "No. the magic words are Josh is the king of the world and Justin loves him very very much." JC stated. "You've got to be kidding me." Justin said, taking his seat in the tub once again. "Say it." JC smiled. "No." "Come on." "No." Justin refused. "Mmmm. These strawberries are so good." JC claimed, taking a large bite of the dessert. "You are so mean. I used to love you for your modesty, but now that that is gone, I'm not sure why I love you anymore." Justin huffed. "Okay you don't have to say it. I'll settle for a kiss. But the kiss has to be good. If not, than no food." JC stated. Justin nodded in agreement and leaned forward to press a tender kiss on his husband's lips. "There? Good enough?" Justin inquired. "Nope. Gotta do it again." JC stated. Justin moved out a bit and pressed a long passionate kiss to JC's lips. Both were reluctant to break but eventually did. "Happy?" Justin asked. "Nope." JC stated shaking his head. "Do I want this fruit that badly?" Justin sighed. "I don't know do you?" JC questioned taking a large bite of another strawberry. Justin stared at the fruit and then at JC. "Okay one last time." Justin stated. He leaned forward and wrapped his hand around the back of JC's head and pressed a long deep kiss to JC's lips. There tongues battled one another as they fought for the same place. Justin smiled to himself as he brought his other hand down to the front of JC's pants and started to caress his groin. JC elicited a moan of excitement as his penis became engorged and stood stiff in his pajama pants. The tent was quite an obvious bulge that protruded from JC's body. Justin wrapped his hand around the clothed cock and gave it a couple of hard, tight tugs, causing JC to moan deeper. Justin's hand moved bellow the penis to the awaiting balls that hung from his body. Justin rolled them between his fingers and also gave them a tug. The kiss remained as passionate as the first second even as Justin moved his hand from JC's groin to his chest and played with the taut pecs and erect nipples. Justin moved his hand up and down JC's free arm which now hung limp at JC's side. Suddenly Justin grabbed the tray of fruit and collapsed back into the tub, leaving JC spell bound. JC gazed towards his husband and found him munching lively on a chocolate covered strawberry while holding a comedic smirk. He looked down at his own aroused state and found a wet patch from Justin's wet hand, housing his large erect cock. "You are such a tease." JC stated. "You tease me, I tease you." Justin snickered. "Don't be surprised if you wake up tomorrow with something poking you in the chest." JC stated, shaking his head. He watched as Justin ate the fruit by himself, content in his warm bath with his husband sitting next to him. JC and Justin lay fast asleep. Both turned on their sides facing one another. Justin's hand rested on JC's cheek mere inches away from where their foreheads were touching one another. Their noses were end to end. JC's arm was wrapped around Justin's shoulder and held it tightly. The red silk sheets were laid haphazardly around their bare chested forms. It rode low enough to reveal the top of their pajama bottoms. Justin's other hand lay flat against his husband's chest, remaining there since they had fallen asleep. "Dad!" Amy yelled as she opened the door. "Papa!" Ben followed. Both children were dressed in their pajamas. Ben in his sports top and pants while Amy wore a long T-shirt sleeper which came down to her ankles. The seven years olds jumped onto the bed and shook their father's. "Hmmm?" JC mumbled. "Dad! There is a monster in our room. He's under the bed." Ben stated. Justin awoke and moved away from JC a bit so he could sit up. As he did, Amy and Ben soon filled the gap. "Guys, Uncle Tyler and Uncle Joey were just kidding before. They were just trying to scare you. There is no monster in your bedroom." Justin said with a large yawn. "No Daddy there is." Amy agreed. "Do you want Papa to go check if there is something under your bed?" Justin inquired. JC gave him a weary look and fell back against the bed. "Yeah." Both children chimed. "Thanks Just, I love you too." JC grumbled as he got out of bed. He slipped on his robe and turned toward the bed. "Come on Ben." JC waved over. "Why do I have to go?" Ben asked, clutching onto Justin. "You're going to protect me if there is a monster." JC said, scratching his chest. "You guys, why don't we all go. Once papa shows you two that there is no monster, you two can head to bed." Justin said, rising form his bed and coaxing both kids from the haven of the sheets. They all piled out and walked into the hallway. JC pulled Ben in front of him and walked toward the door. Ben broke away from his father and scurried behind him. JC walked into the kids room and saw two messy beds left vacant. He turned on the lights and made his way to the bed. "Papa!! Take this." Ben said worriedly, throwing him a padded baseball bat. JC caught it and gave a whimsical look toward Justin. JC kneeled down on the floor and lifted the sheets above the bed. Ben and Amy ran out of the room, leaving Justin and JC alone. JC peeked under the bed and come up with a scowl on his face. "I got out of bed to find a Tickle Me Elmo under the bed." JC sighed, pulling out a small red plush creature. Justin moved forward and gave JC a hug while the older man put his weary head on Justin's shoulder. "It's okay baby." Justin snickered. They made there way back to their room and walked in to find their two children sleeping in the center of the bed. Justin walked to his side and slipped under the covers to where his daughter was sleeping as soon as he got situated, Amy cuddled close to her father. Ben did the same to JC as he regained his position. Ben placed a strewn arm over his father's stomach and fell fast asleep. JC reached across his children and took his husband's hand. "I love you." JC whispered. Justin returned the smile which JC gave him. "I love you too." Justin whispered. All was quiet and three of them slept soundly. Justin gazed at his family before looking toward the window to see the moon. As he averted his gaze he saw a face looking back at him. JC woke up to the sun creeping over his face. He let out a silent yawn and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He turned to the side of the bed and found his Justin missing. Groggily he stepped from the comforts of the sheets and into the morning air which hit his half nude torso suddenly. He slipped on his robe and made his way out into the hall and down the stairs. As he turned off the staircase he followed the sound of sizzling food and the kitchen stereo playing the sounds of classical music. JC entered the room to find Justin standing before the making a series of French toast. JC walked up behind him quietly and leaned down to press a kiss onto Justin's cheek. He wrapped his arms around Justin's waist and gave a little squeeze. "Good morning." JC said groggily, turning to make his way to the stereo. He swiftly changed the station to a Jazz station and made his way to the fridge. "Good morning." Justin replied. "How long have you been up?" Justin asked. "Uhm about six. I woke up before the kids did." Justin stated. "Why?" JC asked, sending a glance over his shoulder toward the man at the stove. "I had a bad dream, and well I couldn't get back to sleep. So I watched some TV and got the kids ready. And watched as everyone left the house to go to the Jonathan's school Carnival." Justin said, turning and sending an enticing look to JC. "You mean, we're alone?" JC asked. "All alone." Justin stated with a broad smile. "You know what that means." JC said with raised eyebrows. "Quiet breakfast!!" They both stated together. JC walked up behind Justin and pulled the younger man's body against his own. "For once in a long while, we can have breakfast without feeding the kids. . ." JC sighed. "Or listening to Lance, Joey, or Chris commiserating over their respective girls." Justin sighed happily. "You know I still have some strawberries from last night in the fridge." JC said, before kissing Justin's ear. "Hmmm. And why don't we have a little cocktail in the morning. How about a Mimosa. We have champagne and orange juice in the fridge as well." Justin suggested. "Hmm alcohol in the morning. Probably requires me to brush my teeth. I'll be right back." JC mentioned before heading out of the room. Justin and JC walked onto the elementary school ground seeing the large school campus turned into a live and vibrant school carnival. The inflatable jumping rooms and obstacle courses took over the faculty parking lot, while booths and concession stands. Ticket booths decorated the school grounds while kids ran from place to place. "Remember when we came running here and I showed you my elementary school?" Justin questioned JC. JC nodded as he followed Justin who led the way. "This is where Reilly Henderson punched me in the stomach and I had to go home cause I felt sick all day." Justin announced, pointing to a water fountain. JC smiled as he watched his husband jump from place to place to give a story. "Okay, don't laugh but this is where I had my first accident at school." Justin stated bashfully. JC stood in front of a water fountain that came up to his thigh and gave a bewildered look. "What? You ran into it or something?" JC questioning amusingly. "No I really had to go to the bathroom and I only made it to here." Justin stated, turning red in the face. He took a hold of JC's shirt and buried his face into JC's chest. "What!?" JC snickered. "I peed in my pants." Justin laughed. JC placed an arm around Justin and walked him away from the spot while he kept a low chuckle. "Your brother is not Justin!!" Justin and JC turned to the sound of a boy screaming. "He is too!!!" Jonathan yelled back, obviously on the verge of sobbing. "Sweetheart? What do you think? Should we break our cover?" JC asked. "If it'll shut up that jackass being mean to my brother, than yes." Justin said, walking up behind the young boys. "Hey Jonathan, What's wrong?" JC asked stepping up to the young boys. Jonathan turned and ran into Justin's arms. "They're being mean to me and saying you're not my brother." Jonathan sadly claimed. "It's okay Buddy. We know we're brothers, that is all that matters." Justin whispered to his younger brother. "You're JC and Justin!! Cool!" The little boy said in awe. "Yeah we are. I'm Jonathan's brother. Who are you?" Justin asked, extending his hand while still clutching Jonathan who sadly looked at the boy. "Mickey" The boy responded. "Nice to meet you Mickey." JC stated. Justin stood and took Jonathan's hand. "I think we should get back to Mom and Dad." Justin stated. "Josh, this is my third grade teacher, Mrs. Spencer." Justin said, taking JC's arm to pull his attention away from the game where he threw a bean bag at a pyramid of tin bottles. JC turned and smiled at the elderly woman while slipping his hand around Justin's. "Nice to meet you Josh, is it? I've heard so much about you from my students. When I first heard about you two getting married, I was very proud. You two did a monumental thing. You know I have a grandson who is gay." She stated. "Well, thank you Mrs. Spencer. And thank you for teaching my husband." JC continued to smile. "Oh. You are so sweet." Mrs. Spencer chuckled. "Well Mrs. Spencer. It was good talking to you again. And thank you for being my teacher. I really appreciate it." Justin stated, clutching onto JC's hand a little tighter. The woman graciously bowed and went back about the carnival. "Dada!" Ben grunted as he clutched Justin's leg. He wrapped both arms around the limb and refused to let go. "Hey Buddy." Justin said, leaning down to run his hand over the boy's short curls. "Ehhh." Ben sounded, holding up his arms to his father. Justin leaned down and scooped up the boy. Ben smiled as Justin held him, and broke into laughter when JC lowered his face to the boy, allowing him to tap his nose lightly. JC pressed a kiss to Ben's cheek and stood erect once more. "Where's your bratty sister?" JC asked, looking about. Ben lay his head down on his father's shoulder and stared around at the bustling people. "Can I have your autograph." A young girl asked Justin. Justin smiled and gladly took the pen and signed the little girl's notepad. JC took the pen at the girl's request and signed it for her. She an off happily to tell her friends. "Hey guys!" Lance greeted, taking a bite of his snow cone. "Hey Scoop, you seen my parents?" Justin questioned. "Yeah, they are at the Drinks booth, serving drinks." Lance claimed. "Is Amy with them?" JC asked. "I think she's with Trace." Lance stated. "Trace is here?" Justin asked excitedly. Lance cast a glance to JC who simple rolled his eyes and turned to look at a booth. "Okay so what's the deal here? The school has the carnival and then the next day is graduation?" JC asked, quickly tying his neck tie in the rearview mirror of Randall's Suburban. Justin sifted a hand through his hair, making sure it was immaculate. "Yeah. All the graduations happen today. Preschoolers and Kindergarten is in the afternoon and the fifth graders are later in the day." Justin explained. " Our little Steven is all grown up and graduating." JC sighed., finishing his tie and tightening it. "Ready?" Justin questioned. JC leaned over and pressed a simple kiss on Justin's cheek. "All set." JC elicited. They stepped out of the car and walked hand-in-hand toward the preschool. Both walked down the wing of classrooms adorned with sinks and water fountains at knee level. Justin led the way into one certain classroom with a paper tree covering it. Each leaf was a picture of every child in the class. JC quickly spotted Steven and pointed him out. Justin smiled and dragged JC into the room which was already full of parents and students. Justin and JC made their way to a corner which gave them a perfect sight of Steven who sat in the row of chairs wearing a blue cap and gown. JC gently leaned back against the counter and wrapped both arms around Justin who stood between his legs. The younger man leaned against the older one as they watched the kids smile at their parents. Steven waved to Justin. Both JC and Justin gave him a small wave and a smile. "Hello everyone. I want to start off by saying, it has been a pleasure having all of your kids in the class. And I want to thank all of you for keeping this class going. Without all of your time making snacks, or helping in the classroom, the year would not have been as fun and successful as it has been." The young teacher stated. "I want to congratulate all of the graduates and wish them the best of luck next year in Kindergarten. Now if you are all ready. I will call your name and when you hear your name, please come up and collect your diploma." She added. With that, classical music came streaming through the boom box and she began to read their names. Justin began to take pictures of his little brother who sat in his chair obediently until his name was called. "Steven Timberlake." She called. Randall and Lisa snapped pictures from their spot while Justin had his camera up and snapping. Steven stood up in his cap and gown, the only thing peeking out was his untied shoes. He walked up happily to the teacher and gave her a hug before taking the paper she gave him. He turned and started to walk back, his eyes toward his parents who smiled proudly at him. Just as he was about to get seated he tripped over his laces and fell on the floor. Everyone let out a gasp as they waited to see if Steven was okay. Steven bashfully stood up and took a seat in his chair. Justin turned in JC's arms and buried his uncontrollable chuckle into JC's shoulder. "That's a true Timberlake." Justin snickered. The teacher continued to read names, calling every student up to receive their diploma. After the last student was called, the teacher once again stood in front of the parents. "Well that's it for today. Please enjoy the refreshments in the back and thank you for coming today." She stated with a humble smile. All the kids stood up and ran to their parents. Steven stood and ran to Lisa who had her arms wide open. JC took Justin's hand and guided him through the crowd and into the open playroom away from the mob around the refreshment table. "Hey little buddy. Congratulations." JC stated, kneeling to look Steven in the eye. "Thank Yoooou." Steven smiled as he gave JC a big hug. "How bout me?" Justin asked. Seven ran to his brother and fell into his arms. "Hi Justin!!" Steven said excitedly. "Congratulations Stevey." Justin claimed proudly. "Thank yooooou." Steven reiterated. "Why don't we take some pictures? You two and Steven." Lisa proposed. Justin and JC crouched next to Steven. Both on either side of Steven who stood happily in his cap and gown. "Hello?" JC asked, pressing the cell phone to his ear with one hand, while the other was firmly clutching the steering wheel of Randall's Suburban. "Hello? Justin??" Britney asked quickly. "No Brit, It's Josh. My phone is out of batteries so I took Justin's. What's up? You sound winded. "Yeah well. I just finished a concert. I kinda need to talk with Justin about something important. Can you give the phone to him?" Britney questioned. "Oh he's not here right now. I'm picking up Jonathan from school. Why what's up?" JC questioned, looking through his sunglasses to the intersection. Across the street was Jonathan's school and kids were already streaming out of the school. "Nothing, I just really need to talk to Justin. Could you have him call me as soon as possible?" Britney asked. "Sure thing. Hey Brit?" JC asked quickly, as he pulled into a parking spot in front of the school. He turned off the ignition and hopped out of the car. "Yeah?" she asked in return. "You know if there is anything I can help you with, all you gotta do is ask." JC offered. `Thanks Josh. I appreciate it." Brit responded. "No problem Cutie, anytime." JC ended. With that they both closed their phones. JC stepped onto the sidewalk in front of the school and waited for his little brother-in-law. JC leaned against the car and waited. He stiffly adjusted his shirt and tie which he still wore from Steven's graduation. He lifted the sunglasses from his face and viewed Jonathan hopping out of the school's entryway and searching for a familiar face. He sadly took a seat on the steps when not recognizing anyone and not catching sight of JC. JC made a slow easy walk toward the front steps. His white dress shirt fluttered in the wind, while tightly tucked into his pants revealing his lean firm body. He strode to the front steps and looked down at the child sitting patiently on the steps. "Hello." JC stated. Jonathan continued to look down at the steps, not raising his head. "My Mommy says I shouldn't talk to strangers." Jonathan stated. "Jonny, look at me." JC claimed. Jonathan looked up and caught sight of JC. "Jay-Ceeeeee!!!" Jonathan yelled excitedly, wrapping both arms around him. "Hey Jon, Your parents asked me to pick you up. I hope you don't mind." JC smiled, as he took the boy's blue back pack and slung it over his shoulder. He took Jonathan's hand and held it while leading toward the car. JC helped the young boy hop into the car before climbing in himself. They drove off down the road and made their way towards home. "So how was school? Anything interesting happen?" JC questioned. "Mickey wants to be friends with me, but I think he only wants to be friends cause you and Justin are my brothers." Jonathan claimed, lifting his leg so that he could play with his shoe. "Does that happen a lot?" JC asked, glancing at his younger brother-in-law. "Only a little, some people ask for autographs." Jonathan stated. "And what do you say?" JC inquired, pulling into the driveway of Randall and Lisa's house. "I tell them my brothers live in Florida and can't come here too much." Jonathan finished. He took his backpack and hopped out of the car. The younger boy met up with JC and walked with him to the front door. "JC? Can I wear your sunglasses." Jonathan asked. "Sure you can buddy." JC said, taking the sunglasses from his head and giving them to Jonathan. Both entered the house and walked into the living room. "Josh?! Is that you?!" Justin called. "Yeah!!" JC responded. "The kids are in the living room, can you watch them?" Justin responded. JC nodded and walked into the living room where Amy and Ben sat with Chris watching. "Hey guys." JC smiled happily upon seeing his kids. Amy and Ben both ran across the room and hugged their father's leg. "Hey babies. How are you?" JC asked, running a hand over their heads. "Papa, Papa dodi." Ben chattered. "Wow!" JC responded. "Can I carry one of them?" Jonathan asked. "I don't think they want to be held right now Jonny, maybe later okay?" JC turned down, politely. He made his way to the couch and took a seat next to Chris. "Hey Chris. Do your sisters have hard time in school with making and keeping friends?" JC questioned. "A little. I mean a lot of people want to be friends with her because she is related to me." Chris shrugged. "What does she do?" JC inquired. "Well she keeps close to the ones she has. I mean her and her best friends are like sisters. She trusts them more than anyone." Chris stated. "I'm worried about Jonathan. I mean he has a disorder, he has a famous brother, and from what I know, he has a few genuine friends." JC claimed, while watching his little brother-in-law sit and play with Ben and Amy while still wearing JC's sunglasses. "I wouldn't be. I mean it's still elementary school. Everyone basically hangs out in a clump. If in middle school he doesn't have a set group, then I would be a little worried about his sociability." Chris astutely responded. "Ohhh, Christopher learned a new word. Sociability is a big step up from dork and jackass." JC snickered. "Jackass." Chris commented as he punched JC in the arm. JC laughed at Chris but stopped when he heard Ben and Amy crying loudly. Both were turned towards their father and had started crying when Chris had punched him. "Wow! Did they start crying cause I hit you?" Chris questioned. "Yup, they are my body guards." JC laughed. Both kids ran to their father who brought them onto the couch. "It's okay guys, Uncle Chris was just joking." JC chuckled while talking to his children. Ben attempted to wrap both arms around JC and held tight. "Hey Husband." Justin greeted as he walked into the room from upstairs. "Hey Sweetheart. You all ready to hit the stage?" JC asked. Justin shrugged and let out an exasperated sigh. "Three more shows and we're back at home." Justin focused on the positive. Three shows. Seems like it is such a small amount of time. But for Justin, it seemed like an eternity. Memphis was fairly quick and form there they spent two nights in Atlanta where Justin battled not only overwhelming crowds but an ill Amy. Amy had a small cough that kept her up all night, thus draining Justin and JC from their sleep. Most of the night JC would stay up and bounce around the room with Amy, trying to soothe the cranky child. But just as they left Atlanta towards Orlando, the cough left Amy. And here, Justin sat in one of the stadium seats, dressed in his average disguise of a hat and sunglasses watching JC practice on stage. He viewed Ben and Amy who were sitting quietly with Christina who came out to see their performance. Justin sat numbly, in a weary state, obviously having one of those days where laziness is the optimal experience. "Hello." A reporter greeted as she took a seat next to him. "Good Morning." Justin smiled graciously. He continued to watch his husband on stage, perfecting his moves while crooning into the wireless microphone that hung from his ear. The warm air forced JC to wear a tight muscle top that clung to every curve of his upper torso. His denim shorts hung from his hips revealing his well sculpted legs. "He's hot isn't he?" the reporter mentioned. Justin turned to her and saw that she was watching him stare at JC. "He is incredible." Justin sighed. "So are you a reporter or a friend of N Sync?" She asked. "Uhm, a reporter." Justin said with a sly smile. "I'm Rita Hayworth, Florida Press." she introduced. "Randall Scott." Justin claimed with a hidden snicker. "Too bad neither of us has a chance with him." Rita laughed lowly. "Why not?" `Randall' asked. ` "Well he's gay. So that rules me out. And he's happily married to Justin, which makes him off the market." Rita explained. "No, I think I could get him." Justin said confidently. "Yeah right! That'll be an incredible scandal. If you get him to kiss you, then I'll be the best reporter at my branch." Rita huffed in amusement. "Uh Mr. Chasez? Randall Scott from the Orlando Times, could I have a word with you please?" Justin called towards JC. JC stopped his movements on stage and gazed at Justin with an amused look on his face. "Uhm sure. . .Mr. . . Scott is it?" JC asked in return. He walked down the stairs to the floor seats and walked up to Justin. "Precisely sir, My name is Randall Scott, and this is my friend Rita Hayworth. We were both wondering if you were happily married." Justin questioned. "Ehh. . . Not really. Justin can be a drag sometimes, I guess it's his young age." JC shrugged. Rita gasped and quickly started to write what JC said down. "Well if that's the case, would you be willing to go out with me tonight maybe after the concert?" Justin asked. "Sure, but let's wait til maybe an hour afterwards so that I know Justin and the kids will be asleep." JC said, wrapping both arms around Justin's waist. Rita furiously wrote trying to catch every word. "And then, maybe we could get married?" Justin suggested. "Sure, I'm free Sunday." JC smiled enticingly. "Could I possibly get a kiss?" Justin questioned. JC tilted Justin back and gave him a giant passionate kiss. Rita sat amazed at what she was seeing in front of her. "How could you!!! I mean your children and your husband are around somewhere!" Rita snapped at JC. She smacked JC in the shoulder causing him to move behind Justin. "I don't think Justin minds. Do you Justin?" JC asked, leaning forward to look at Justin. Justin pulled off his sunglasses and hat and smiled at Rita. Rita gave a bashful look at the couple before taking the papers out of her notepad and ripping them up. "I'm sorry, people usually don't, not recognize me." Justin stated with a small smile. JC pressed a kiss to Justin's neck, and one more to Justin's cheek before jumping back onto the stage and going back to work on his rehearsal. "It's quite alright. I was kinda thinking something was fishy and with all this new info, I was gonna beat the crap out of JC for kissing a stranger." Rita stated. "Are you coming to tonight's concert?" Justin asked. "Yeah I got the nose bleed seats." Rita stated. "Here, let me give you two backstage passes. Those are better seats, and you'll be able to see JC up close. Keep an eye out for when he comes off stage. Usually he will start to strip before he even gets to the dressing room." Justin snickered. "Justin Timberlake Chasez, please report to your husband for sound check. Justin Timberlake Chasez please report to your husband." JC sounded through the house speakers. "You should get going." Rita pointed towards the stage. "Here, bring anyone you like." Justin claimed, taking two passes from his back pocket and handing them to her. JC took a hold of Justin's hand and started to drag him away from his conversation. Justin tugged back but JC annoyingly persisted. "Josh come on, I'm having a conversation here. I'll see you in the dressing room okay?" Justin bargained. "Fine, you can borrow my husband, I'm getting tired of him anyway." JC jested, giving a quick kiss to him before heading away. JC made his way to the dressing room where everyone had finished showering and were lounging about. "Where is the Baby?" Chris asked. "He is talking with some people." JC stated, collapsing onto the couch. He closed his eyes even as he felt Amy lay down next to him. "Joshua. You haven't changed a bit. You still fall asleep everywhere you go." JC heard the familiar female voice. He smiled and opened his eyes. "Didn't you ever think that I went to sleep on purpose sometimes. That I wouldn't have to spend time with you." JC remarked. "Hey Josh, I didn't hear you complaining those long nights in front of the fire." Caitlin responded. JC smiled at his ex-girlfriend. "How'd you get here? Did you buy a ticket?" JC questioned. "No, my friend got backstage passes, so she invited me." Caitlin responded. She walked to the couch and took a seat. "So what's new with you?" JC inquired. "Absolutely nothing. I've moved down to Orlando and am working as a receptionist for some insurance company. That's about it." Caitlin answered. "Sounds relaxing, wish I could do that." JC snickered. "And who's this?" Caitlin questioned. "This would be my daughter Amy." JC smiled as he tilted his head down to see his child clutching him tightly, refusing to let go. "Son?" Cailtin inquired. "Sleeping over there?" JC said, pointing to the couch where Joey looked over a sleeping Amanda and a sleeping Ben. "Guys, we gotta get going. Josh, do you need hel. . ." Justin stopped at the door when seeing his husband talking with his ex-girlfriend. "Oh hi Justin!" Caitlin stated, rising to give Justin a hug. "Hey Caitlin. You know Rita is waiting for you,She said something about going out or something." Justin said, pointing over his shoulder. "Oh I better be going then. I'll talk to you two later okay?" Caitlin smiled as she walked out the door. "Yeah okay. . . bitch." Justin mumbled. "Justin!, She didn't do a single thing to you." JC chastised. "She was born. That's enough." Justin stated jealously. "Justin, you can't keep getting jealous every time a women friend talks to me. I mean Stacy was understandable but Caitlin didn't do anything. She acknowledges and accepts my marriage to you." JC replied, standing up, leaving Amy for a brief moment to make his way to Justin. "Yeah I guess." Justin stated, as if he were a child being reprimanded. "Justin, do you trust me?" JC asked. "I trust you, but I don't trust all those people out there, trying to take you away from me." Justin pouted. "You're such a baby. . . but you're my baby." JC laughed, as he wrapped an arm around Justin and walked him to his daughter. "Shall we go home?" Chris asked everyone. "Yes Please!" They all joyously responded. "Kids are asleep in their own cribs, Dogs are asleep in their own beds, and now it's time for you and me to. . ." Justin smiled enticingly as he crawled from the foot of the bed up to where JC's body lay haphazardly atop the covers. He wore nothing but a pair of white briefs which were somewhat transparent. The faint outline of his penis could be seen as well as the tiny pubic hairs jutting over his underwear. "Sleep?" JC questioned, lowering the volume of the television with the remote that was glued to is hand. "No, Indy, you are wrong. Now it's time for us to spend some `quality' time together." Justin smiled, pressing a kiss to JC's naval. JC snickered as he changed the channels. He landed on a channel and was alarmed to hear a woman moaning seductively. Both JC and Justin turned their eyes to the television and saw a man ramming his penis into the woman's vagina. "The one thing I hate about satellite is that they send straight porn but never any gay porn." JC laughed, reaching to change the channel. "No, leave it Josh. I wanna see if I can copy what the woman's doing." Justin smiled mischievously. The woman engulfed the man's cock in her mouth causing the man to groan in approval. Justin quickly pulled the briefs from JC's torso and engulfed his cock in his own mouth. The limp penis slowly began to rise. JC let out a groan of approval, half mockingly, half of ecstasy. The man put his hands on the back of the woman's head and guided her to bobbing up and down, thus JC started to guide Justin up and down his penis. A sudden doorbell caused both of them to stop in their actions and let the woman go to work on the man. Justin raised his head and looked towards their bedroom door. He let out a frustrated grunt as he hopped off the bed and slipped on JC's robe. JC turned off the TV and slipped on a pair of pajama pants at his bedside before following Justin downstairs. He folded his arms over his chest, as a shield from the air. Justin walked across the foyer to the door where he opened it to find a shivering Britney. She stood on the doorway, looking pale and somewhat thinner. Her hair was pushed under a hat and she wore nothing but a T-shirt and a pair of sweats. "Britney! Oh my god! What's wrong? Get in here!" JC exclaimed. Justin ran to the foyer closet and pulled out a comforter. She unfolded it and wrapped it around Britney. "Brit, What's wrong?" Justin asked, guiding her into the living room. "I did something bad. I did something really bad. Britney elicited. She began a simple sob into her hands, as Justin sat her down. "What? What Brit? What did you do?" JC asked, rubbing her back gently. "I. . . I. . .I kissed. . ." Britney started to mumble. "It's okay Brit. We're here for you." Justin whispered soothingly into her ear. "I kissed another guy." Britney stated, wiping away her tears. Justin and JC gave a look to each other and focused their attention back on Britney. "It's okay Britney, I'm sure Lance will understand." JC suggested. "No. . .I kissed another guy. . . And I liked it." Britney whispered. TO BE CONTINUED. . . ***Well that's it you guys. Hope you liked it. I was sort of on a time crunch. So here you go. Keep a look out for the next chapter in the next month. Will Tyler get a girlfriend? What will happen to Britney and Lance? What was up with the end of Justin's dream? Is Caitlin gonna cause conflict? And whatever happened to Stacy? All these will be answered.