Date: Mon, 30 Oct 2000 05:10:28 -0800 (PST)
From: Red <redfirewitch@yahoo.com>
Subject: Boyband: Chances Are Parts 8 & 9

Title: Chances Are

Author: Red (redfirewitch@yahoo.com)

Disclaimer: Don't know Nsync. This is fiction.

Note: Thanks David.

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Part 8
~~~~~~

Justin awoke with an uncomfortable crick in his neck.
However, as he tried to sit up, he realized that
something heavy was resting on his shoulders. He
turned to see JC sleeping on his shoulder peacefully.
Despite the pain in his neck, he couldn't help but
smile at the sight. JC could make sleep look
attractive to even a coma-survivor.

The group was travelling by plane, heading for New
York where after an interview and the final
preparations, they were about to start their tour.
They were all excited about the tour but at the same
time, Justin couldn't help but feel the added
pressure. Especially since now that he and JC were a
couple, more sacrifices and allowances would have to
be made both by each other as well as my the rest of
the guys. Though they had not talked about it yet, it
would only be a matter of time before something rocked
the boat.

"Any drinks for you, sir?"

Justin looked up to see the flight attendant waiting
by the push-tray. "I'll have milk."

She smiled and poured him a glass of milk.

"Thank you." Justin said as he took the glass from
her.

"You're welcome. And I was wondering if..."

"Yes?" Justin asked, knowing what was coming.

"Could I have your autograph, Mr. Timberlake? My
sister is a huge fan," she said hurriedly as if
expecting him to refuse.

Justin smiled.
"Sure. And call me Justin. Do you have paper?"

The stewardess smiled and handed him an airline note
pad.

"What's her name?" Justin asked.

"Misha."

Justin signed his name with a note that said, 'Thanks
for being a fan, Misha. P.S. You've a very pretty
name.'

"So what's your name?" he asked as he handed her back
the notepad.

"Ziana."

"Zi-ana. Your parents really knew how to pick names."
Justin complimented.

Ziana laughed and said thanks.

"Do you want the others' autographs too?" Justin
offered.

"Oh, Joey got Lance's and Chris' autographs for me."
Ziana said, blushing a little as she looked to the
back where Joey was sitting.

Justin grinned. It figured that Joey would have made a
move on the stewardesses by now. After all it was a
few hours long flight. "So you just need JC's, huh?"

"It's ok. He looks too comfortable"   Ziana said,
smiling at the sight of JC sleeping peacefully on
Justin's shoulder.

Justin for a moment wondered if the stewardess was
implying something but told himself he was just being
paranoid. "Yeah, but with JC. He could be lying on a
bed of needles and yet make it look comfortable."

Ziana laughed.
"Thanks for the autographs. Misha will flip. She just
can't wait to see you guys on tour."

"Sure. No problem."

As the stewardess moved on to serve the other
passengers, Justin turned his attention back to JC.
For a while, he admired the brunet's beauty as he
slept. However the crick in his neck was getting bad
so he tried to gently move JC's head to lie on the
small pillow, on which JC had first started sleeping
on. However, in trying to move him, Justin ended up
waking JC.

"Hmm...what...where...oh. Are we landing?" JC asked as he
sat up from his slouching position and blinked
sleepily.

Justin had to resist the urge to kiss JC's cute,
sleepy face. "No, we've got half an hour more to go at
least. Sorry I woke you up. You were becoming a pain
in my neck." Justin replied with a grin.

"Ha ha." JC deadpanned and stretched slightly in his
seat. He then turned slightly in his seat and looked
at Justin. "So are you nervous?"

"About what?" Justin asked casually though he knew
what JC was referring to.

"About the growing inflation rate." JC deadpanned.
"You KNOW about what!"

Justin sighed and shrugged.
"I guess. I mean how do you tell your ex-girlfriend
that you're gay?"

"I don't know. I don't have to. Bobbi doesn't have to
know." JC replied.

"And Brit does?" Justin asked.

"Yeah, she does Justin. She's our close friend. It'll
be like a slap in the face for her if we don't tell
her and she finds out on her own."

"You're right. But why do I have to do this now?
What's the rush?" Justin asked with the expression of
a kid trying to get out of doing something.

JC was quiet for a while.
"I guess there is no rush. I just thought that if this
thing between us is serious, then Britney should know
from the start. But if it isn't, then..." JC trailed
off with a guarded expression.

Justin sat forward immediately and faced JC.
"Oh no you don't! Don't even go there! Any doubts,
about what's going on between us, was all you right
from the start. You KNOW I'm not having doubts."

JC seemed to relax in relief.
"Then you have to tell Brit as soon as you can. Which
means today when we meet her for dinner."

"Yeah yeah." Justin agreed and slumped in his seat,
pouting. "Whose grand idea was it to meet her for
dinner anyway?"

"Johnny's. He wants us to have that press meet before
we all go on tour." JC explained.

"Right. More like so they can take more pictures of
Brit and me together and concoct a new story. 'Justin
Timberlake of Nsync and hush hush beau Britney Spears
have romantic dinner before respective tours.' Idiots!
Hush hush beau and yet we pose to have our pictures
taken in public! And a romantic dinner... with a dozen
other people! Morons!" Justin ranted on causing JC to
laugh.

JC ruffled Justin's blond curls and leaned towards
him. "Stop pouting. Or I might have to kiss you."

Justin fought against a grin and met JC's eyes
seriously. "Is that supposed to be a threat?"

"More like a warning because I can't resist."

"Ok, why resist? Do it!" Justin challenged. "Unless of
course you're chicken."

"Hey! Who are you calling chicken!?" JC asked, with
mock indignation.

Justin just clucked in response. Then before he knew
it, JC had planted a quick kiss right on his lips.
Though Justin looked around furtively to see if any
one saw that, which no one did as most of the
passengers were asleep, he couldn't help but tease JC
some more. "You call that a kiss! Busta kisses better
than that."

"Excuse me?! Wait till we get somewhere private and
then I'll show you!" JC threatened.

"If you say so, Chicken...I mean, Josh." Justin
corrected himself slyly.

"Oh, you're so going down!" JC replied, his eyes
crinkling with laughter.

"On you?" Justin drawled sexily.

JC blushed and was about to respond when the pilot's
voice was heard announcing their arrival at the
airport in a few minutes.   Everyone began to fasten
their seatbelts. "We'll see." JC said as he turned his
attention to his own seatbelt.

Justin just smirked and began to fasten his seatbelt.
He looked up and saw Ziana helping a little boy with
his seatbelt and reminded himself to get JC's
autograph for her.

Within an hour they were heading down the aisle,
joined by Joey, Chris and Lance as well as Julian and
their bodyguards. Julian headed out the exit first. As
they rest passed Ziana, Joey stopped to talk to her.

"So did I behave?" Joey asked, looking as innocent as
he could.

Ziana laughed and nodded.
"Well, I guess you did."

"So where's the reward you promised me?" Joey asked,
looking on in anticipation.

"Hey Joey! Stop bothering the nice lady!" Chris
shouted and pushed Joey from behind.

"I'm not bothering her! She promised me that she would
give me her number if I behaved!"

"She was just kidding, Joey! Now move it before the
airline bans us."

"A broken promise and a broken heart." Joey said,
sighing dramatically.

Ziana laughed.
"I'm sorry, Joey. But it against policy to give out
our numbers to passengers. I tell you what. The next
time you travel with us, I'll bring you to visit the
cockpit and you can even wear the pilot's hat."

"OOO!! Can I go too?" Chris asked, jumping like a
small kid.

"No way! It's a private show!" Joey replied smugly.

"Fine. Just move your big butt! You're blocking the
exit!" Chris grumbled and pushed past Joey.

Joey said bye to Ziana and followed Chris. Justin, JC,
Lance came up to the exit of the plane. Seeing Ziana,
Justin pulled JC towards her.

"Hey Ziana." Justin greeted.

"Hey Justin. I hope you had a nice flight." Ziana
said.

"It was good. Except for a certain dead weight on my
shoulders." Justin teased, looking side-ways at JC.

"Hey!" JC protested.

"Well, at least you look like you had a good rest."
Ziana laughed.

"I did. Thanks." JC replied.

"You owe her an autograph, JC." Justin stated. "She's
getting them for her sister Misha and has everyone's
except yours."

"Oh ok. Do you have a paper and a pen?" JC asked,
obliging.

Ziana handed them to him.
"Wow. Misha will probably build an altar for me after
I show her these. Thanks so much, guys."

"No problem." JC said and handed the paper and pen
back to her with a sweet note and his signature.

"Guys! I'm about ready to fall asleep on my feet!
Could you move it?" Lance complained from behind them.

"Ok, keep your pants on, Scoop!" Justin said. "Bye
Ziana. Catch the concert if you can, ok?"

"Wouldn't miss it. Bye!" Ziana said as JC, Justin and
Lance walked out the exit.

Within minutes, they were all in steered into the
waiting cars and taken to their hotel. As it was about
one in the morning, they didn't have to deal with fans
or traffic and arrived at hotel quickly. Something
they were all were thankful for especially since they
were exhausted. Julian checked them in quickly and
distributed the keys. They then trudged tiredly to the
elevator and headed for their rooms.

"We're heading for the MTV studios at 11 so be ready
by 10:45." Julian gave his last instruction before
heading for his room.

"ya ya ya." Joey muttered as he leaned against Lance,
almost causing the younger man to topple over.

"Hey Jo. You're not exactly tiny, you know." Lance
complained.

"I'm too tired. Bring me to my room, man! Pleaseeee?!"
Joey begged as he put both his arms around Lance's
neck.

"Urgh!" Lance grunted under the weight. "I'm going to
be pancake by the time you make it to your room."

"Then you better move it," was all the reply he got as
Joey slumped on him even more.

Sighing and staggering slightly under the weight of
both his travel bag and his friend, Lance began to
drag Joey in the direction of his room. The other guys
laughed at the sight and made their own way to their
rooms. Chris muttered goodnight and closed his room
door behind him. Justin tried to slip his key-card
through the slot but only received an error sound.

"Aw! I always have shitty luck with these things."

"Here. Let me." JC said as he slid the key-card in
again. The door opened.

"Thanks, Josh." Justin said with a smile. He then
leaned close to JC and whispered. "So. My place or
yours?"

JC stared at Justin and started laughing.
"Always wanted to say that, haven't you?"

Justin grinned.
"Yep."

They heard a door slam and looked up to see as Lance
left Joey's room and headed for his own room. "He's
such a big baby!" the young man muttered and slid his
own key-card through the slot to open the door to his
room. "Goodnight."

The door closed leaving JC and Justin the only one
still standing in the corridor.

"Come on." JC said as pushed Justin through the open
door. As JC closed the door behind them, Justin took
both their travel bags and placed them near the
wardrobe. Turning back, he immediately pulled JC to
him and began to kiss him. After a few long minutes of
wet, open-mouthed kissed, JC pulled back.

"Wow. Hey wait a minute. I thought I was the one who
was supposed to ravage you." JC said, panting
slightly.

"Yeah well. I beat you to it. Now shut up." Justin
said and started kissing JC again. He got in about
thirty seconds worth of kissing before JC pulled back
again.

"We should turn in early. Tomorrow's a long day." JC
said in labored breaths.

"Not sleepy." Justin mumbled as he kissed along JC's
cheeks and down to his neck.

JC pulled away.
"This is the longest rest we are going to be getting
in a long time. Don't waste it, J."

"I don't intend to waste it." Justin said as he once
again pulled JC to him and began working on the
fastening of his pants.

"Justin!" JC laughed and caught the blond's questing
hands in his own. "I meant sleep."

"But I want to make out!" Justin protested.

"We can make out when we are well rested. We can do
more than make out when we are well rested." JC
whispered the last bit.

Justin groaned as his mind conjured up vivid images.
"Now I KNOW I can't sleep!"

JC laughed and gave Justin a quick kiss on the cheeks.
He then headed into the bathroom to brush his teeth.
Justin started to get undressed and pulled back the
covers of the bed. He stretched and headed for the
balcony, viewing the bright city lights. He heard JC
coming out of the bathroom and went back into the
room. As he passed JC to use the bathroom himself, he
stole a quick kiss.

"Minty fresh! Nice! That means no morning breath and I
get kisses in the morning." Justin said, as he headed
into the bathroom.

"Just be sure to return the favor." JC yelled after
him as the bathroom door closed.

By the time Justin was out of the bathroom, JC was
already under the covers, looking very comfortable and
tempting. Switching off the lights, Justin climbed
into bed himself and snuggled into the warmth of JC's
body.   He felt the older man's arms encircle his
shoulders and rested his head against JC's shoulders.
Justin then slowly ran his hands down the smooth
expanse of his boyfriend's lean and muscled body. He
smiled as JC's abs tightened in response to his touch.
However before Justin could move his hand a few more
inches south, JC stopped him.

"Sleep, Curly." JC whispered, his blue eyes almost
seeing to glitter in the dark as he stared into
Justin's eyes.

"Spoilsport." Justin whispered before hugging JC to
himself and closing his eyes. He felt JC press a kiss
to the top of his head and sighed contentedly. Within
seconds they were both asleep.

*********
Chapter 9
*********

Justin was brought back to the land of the awake, by
the sensation of something wet trailing down his
chest. He felt warm breath following the trail as
well, sending his sensitive nerves into disarray. He
kept his eyes closed, feigning sleep and wanting to
see just what JC will do if he didn't wake-up.

JC didn't seem to mind as he continued his exploration
down Justin's torso. There wasn't any pattern to it as
he moved freely over the smooth, hard body that was
laid out like a feast for him. He placed soft kisses
between the blond's pecs and trailed upwards to suck
at his collarbone. Then he moved lower to nip lightly
at his abs before moving back up to lick the
indentation near Justin's throat. Justin fought
against the moan of frustration that threatened to
issue from his lips. JC was driving him crazy.

"I guess he must be really tired. I better leave him
alone." JC said softly and began to move away.

Justin's eyes flew open as he grabbed JC's arm.
"I'm awake!"

JC grinned.
"I know. Just wanted to see how long you were going to
pretend."

Realizing the he had fallen for the bluff, Justin just
smiled and pulled JC towards him.
"How did you know? I thought I was quite convincing."

"You were but I know you too well. Even the way you
sleep."

"Huh?" Justin looked at his quizzically.

JC smiled and turned to his side, propping himself on
his elbow.
"Do you know how many times I watched you sleep?
Sometimes, I would watch you for hours before going to
sleep myself. Other times, when I wake up before you,
I will just lie in bed and look at you until you wake
up. I can tell when you are just lying there with your
eyes closed and when you really are asleep."

Justin looked at JC in amazement.
"How long has that been going?" Justin asked, as he
caressed JC's cheek with the back of his fingers.

JC shrugged and ducked his head shyly.
"As long as we've been rooming together."

Justin's eyes widened.
"You mean back when we were in MMC?" Justin asked
touched by that simple act that expressed just how
much and how long JC had loved him.

'Wait a minute. Does he love me? Are we truly in
love?'

Justin pushed aside those questions in his mind. They
were only just beginning. They had all the time in the
world to find out where they were heading.

JC nodded, then rushed to clarify himself.
"But back then I didn't think of you in this way."

Justin grinned and decided to tease JC.
"In what way?"

"You know." JC said, blushing slightly.

"No, I don't. In what way?" Justin asked, innocently,
enjoying JC's reaction.

JC smirked.
"Well if you don't know, then I won't corrupt you.
Bye." JC said and made to get up.

In a quick movement, Justin grabbed JC's shoulder and
pushed him back on the bed. Lying atop him, he buried
his fingers in JC's hair and held his head still. He
brought his face to within half an inch of JC's.
"Oh no you don't! You owe me a make-out session,
Chasez."

Justin swallowed the beginnings of JC's laughter with
his mouth as he plunged his tongue in search of JC's.
Finding his target, he licked hungrily at it. Justin
tilted his head trying get closer to the man
underneath him. JC ran his hands down Justin's back
and over his ass, giving a quick squeeze and let it
rest on the upper back of the blond's thighs. Using
his grip, he pulled Justin's legs apart until he was
straddling him. Justin moaned as he felt his erection
rub into JC's. He voraciously sucked on JC's tongue,
unable to get enough of his taste.

JC felt giddy with pleasure. He always knew that
Justin was a sensual creature. He just seemed to turn
a person on with just a glance or a smile. However,
what he was doing to him was driving him crazy with
desire for the young man.

Justin dragged his hands from JC's hair, to run his
fingers down the front of the older man's muscular
chest, finding and pinching the flat, male nipples
until they hardened. He then broke away from the JC's
lips, leaving the older man panting for breath as he
slid his mouth down to one of the dark areolas, laving
the area with his tongue before sucking the taut bud
into his mouth, earning him a suppressed groan of
pleasure.

JC threw back his head, revelling in the sensation
that
Justin's mouth was creating. He pulled Justin closer
to his body with one hand buried in the golden curls
while the other clutched at the smooth cheeks of
Justin ass. He bucked upwards, grinding his still
clothed erection into Justin's groin.

Justin moved from one hard peak to the other, the
unrelenting heat building stronger within him at a
rapid pace. His cock was pulsing and straining against
the zipper of his pants. His need for JC made him
almost mindless with want. His mouth traveled
downwards to JC's navel, as he pulled the brunet's
knees apart and lay between them, feeling the
throbbing, hard bulge in JC's boxers press against his
chest. He flicked his tongue suggestively at the
indentation, causing JC to inhale sharply.

"Justin, please." JC begged breathlessly.

Justin sat up abruptly and moved his hands to the
waistband of JC's boxers. JC raised his hips to allow
Justin to tug the restricting cloth off his body. Then
before Justin could lay back down on him, JC quickly
reversed their position, pushing Justin back on the
bed and holding the younger man's both wrists in his
hands, above the blond curls.

JC leaned down to whisper in his ears, "My turn,"
before he started kissing and nipping his way down
Justin's hard, smooth body.

"You already had your turn!" Justin moaned as he
thrust his hips upwards in an effort for much needed
friction.. "Josh! I need you now!"

JC just smiled against his body and continued his
progress downwards. He just couldn't get enough of the
taste of his angel's body. He practically wanted to
devour Justin. Realizing that he could do that, JC
grabbed the waistband of Justin's boxers and pulled
then down until the blond's pulsing, hard cock sprung
out.

Justin sighed in relief because the pressure had been
driving him crazy. His sigh was followed immediately
by his scream of pleasure as he felt JC's hot, wet
mouth take him in.
"JOSH! UH....Oh god!"

JC didn't know what he was doing because giving head
to a guy was new to him but the sound of Justin's
ecstasy guided him on. JC experimentally sucked on the
head, earning himself a loud moan and the taste of
pre-cum. He felt himself getting harder at the taste
of Justin. JC continued to lave the hard length with
his tongue, sucking the velvety flesh into his mouth.

Justin was mindless with pleasure. He buried his
fingers in JC's hair and ran his fingers through the
soft locks as JC's head bobbed over him. He began to
make short, shallow thrusts, groaning as the wet
suction became hotter. He watched under heavy lids as
JC's cheeks ballooned slightly with each thrust, his
hard length painting an erotic picture as he slid in
and out between the older man's wet lips.

JC tried to take Justin deeper into his mouth but his
inexperience made him gag. He pulled back and
continued the suction, enjoying the constant music of
Justin's moans and gasps of pleasure. He felt the
taste, the feel, the sound, the smell and sight of
Justin increase his passion for the angel beneath him.
Suddenly he heard a shout and his mouth was filled
with hot cum as Justin climaxed. JC instinctively
swallowed each volley from the cock in his mouth. He
watched as Justin's entire body shuddered over and
over for what seemed like an eternity, his cock
pulsating again and again as he spilled his semen into
JC's mouth. Finally, Justin fell still. JC placed a
final kiss on his now-limp cock and moved upwards,
until he was facing Justin.

Justin managed to open his eyes despite the
languidness he felt and was immediately caught up in
the amazed blue gaze of JC's eyes. He didn't know what
to say after the pleasure he had received.

"Was that ok?" JC asked.

Justin opened his mouth but no words came. So he just
nodded. Seeing this JC smiled.
"You look so beautiful when you cum."

Justin blushed slightly.

"Are you ever going to talk again?" JC asked with a
laugh.

Justin grinned and instead of answering, he pulled
JC's mouth to his. He swept his tongue inside the
brunet's mouth, tasting himself, but not caring.
Drawing JC's tongue into his mouth, he suckled on it
and gently scraped his teeth along the moist, velvet
length. He felt JC's hips press into him and bucked
upwards to increase the pressure he needed. Then
pushing JC back on the bed, Justin reached for his
cock. JC moaned at the feeling of Justin's
comparatively cooler hands on his hot cock.

Justin grasped JC's hard shaft and began stroking
lightly while he continued to plunder JC's mouth. He
dropped his other hand lower to fondle JC's testicles
and swallowed the resulting moan in his mouth. Moving
his mouth lower, while JC regained his stolen breath,
he kissed the older man's neck. Then getting an idea
for payback, Justin began to suck on JC's neck.

He wrapped his hand around JC's throbbing cock and
began stroking it at a firm, even pace in time to the
suction. He pulled way from JC's neck and smiled with
self-satisfaction at the hickey that was starting to
form. JC was too lost in the sensation his hand were
creating to notice.

Justin turned his full attention to JC's pleasure. He
brushed the top of his left thumb up under his
boyfriend's heavy sac and was rewarded with a hiss.
Turning his hand, he cupped the other man, lifting and
rolling JC's balls in between his palm and fingers.
With his right hand, he began a gentle rhythm,
watching as the soft skin slid over the steel hidden
underneath. He could see JC's abdomen muscles tighten,
the brunet's legs moving upward slightly as he pressed
his heels into the mattress.

Justin heard a choked moan and looked up at JC's face.
His eyes were clenched shut and his mouth slight open,
as he tried to remember to breathe. It was the most
beautiful sight that Justin had seen. He leaned
forward to place a gentle kiss on the brunet's lips
before speeding up slightly, increasing the tightness
of his grip on the older man's shaft.

"Look at me, Josh." Justin whispered.

As JC met his heated gaze, Justin swept his thumb over
the tip of his penis, wiping at the pre-cum that
repeatedly formed over the slit. He then brought his
thumb to his mouth and licked of the pearly liquid.

JC opened his mouth with a small whimper of pleasure,
and Justin immediately plunged his tongue deep inside.
He swept along the moist recess, tickling JC's palate
with the tip of his tongue before brushing it hard
against JC's own. Justin growled slightly when JC
began to kiss him back. Justin's hand never stopped
sliding up and down JC's turgid length. He noted when
the beautiful man beneath him, began to thrust up into
his grip in opposite of his strokes.

He knew that JC was going to orgasm any moment by the
sudden, frantic, uncontrolled bucking of JC's hips.
Justin pulled his mouth away from JC's and opened his
eyes to stare down into his boyfriend's face. He saw
JC's eyelids flutter as the brunet forcefully opened
his own eyes to meet Justin's dark blue ones. And then
JC climaxed with a loud cry, his face scrunching up as
the orgasm hit. Justin felt the pulsing beneath his
palm an instant before JC shot his sticky seed up onto
his abdomen and chest. Justin continued to pump,
milking every last drop of semen until JC stopped
moving altogether.

Justin used his boxers to clean them both up and threw
it on the floor. He then propped himself on his elbows
and looked down at the still recovering JC. This time
it was JC turn to become speechless.

"So...feel like talking?" Justin asked with a smirk.

JC opened his eyes and met Justin impish blue eyes.
Shaking his head, he closed his eyes again, while
pulling Justin head down to rest on his chest. The two
young men snuggled together and fell asleep, tired
after their morning exertions. They only woke up 5
minutes before the time Julian wanted them to be down
at the lobby.

~~

Julian was furiously looking at his watch when JC and
Justin ran into the lobby from the elevator. Smiling
sheepishly, they apologized to the harried assistant
manager. They escaped with a mini-lecture on
punctuality but when it came to the teasing from the
rest of the guys, it wasn't so easy.

Chris started with JC.

"You have a nice fresh glow about you, JC." Chris
said, as sincerely as he could. "Makes you look so
pretty."

JC blushed slightly and just ignored Chris as he
looked out the limo window. His hand was clasped in
Justin's, who sat beside him. Joey, and Chris sat
opposite them, while Lance was on Justin's left.

Joey grinned and took Chris' cue.
"Yeah, I've seen that look before. Usually on the
faces of my dates the morning after."

Justin had enough of them picking on JC.
"Well, that's strange." He turned to JC. "Have you
been puking like Joey's dates too, Josh?"

Lance and Chris burst into laughter, while Joey tried
to look offended but ended up chuckling as well.
Justin smiled and looked at JC, whose eyes were bright
with laughter. Justin couldn't help but lean forward
and kiss him, forgetting three minor details.

"Er...is there something you guys have to tell me?"
Julian asked from the other end of the limo, as he
looked at the couple in amazement. Lonnie and Mike,
their bodyguards, had a similar look of surprise on
their faces.

"Oops! Busted!" Joey yelled.

JC and Justin looked at each other and then back at
Julian.
"Justin and I are dating." JC announced.

Julian blinked once and then twice.
"OK. Since when?"

"Since yesterday." Justin replied, looking at his
friends for support.

"Is that going to be a problem to anyone?" Lance
asked, his expression serious, as if to say that if
they did have a problem, he was going to have a
problem with them.

Julian shook his head.
"No. I'm just surprised. I have to know just in case.
You all know the implications this could have if it
got out to the media so I'm not going to tell you."

"I think they are more aware of that than any one of
us." Chris said.

Julian nodded and then turned to look out the window
again. Justin and JC looked at each other. They didn't
know what to expect from Julian but that whole
conversation had felt weird. Julian was a friend
despite the fact that he was always harping on them
about one thing or another. But that was his job and
they understood. They just wondered if he homophobic
and what that would mean to their working relationship
with him.

The limousine pulled to a stop as they arrived at the
MTV studios. There was a huge crowd of fans waiting
outside. The guys spent a few minutes sighing
autographs and were then  ushered into the building by
Lonnie and Mike as well as the security provided by
MTV. They made their way to the studio where they were
filming a special segment for the MTV. They spent
about 2 hours filming the segment and were done by
one.

"So, are we on our own time for lunch?" Lance asked
Julian.

"Yeah. There's nothing for the rest of the day until
we meet Johnny for the press conference. It's being
held at the hotel conference room anyway so make sure
you
make it back to the hotel by 6." Julian answered.

The guys started whooping. They didn't get much free
time and any time they did get was much appreciated.

Justin leaned towards JC and whispered in his ears.
"How about a lunch date? Just me and you?"

JC looked at him.
"You mean ditch the guys?"

"Yep."

"Deal!" JC said with a grin. "But let's go back to the
hotel first."

Just smiled lasciviously causing JC to laugh and amend
his suggestion.
"To shower. If you recall, we didn't exactly have time
to clean up!"

"Shower sounds good. We should probably conserve water
and shower together." Justin said with as serious an
expression as he could.

"Since when did you get so environment friendly?" JC
asked, grinning.

"Since it is a way for me to get nookie." Justin
replied shamelessly.

"Did someone say nookie?" Chris asked, pushing his
head in between JC and Justin.

Justin pushed him away.
"Could you stop butting in?"

"Oooo. Butting in? Is that an invitation, Curly?"
Chris asked.

"I would invite Busta before I would invite you,
Chris." Justin answered, while Chris clutched his
hands over his heart.

"Let's make a move. I've got as hot date and I've got
to..."

Justin felt someone cover his eyes before he could
finish his sentence.

"Guess who?"

Justin almost groaned as he recognised the voice.
"Britney?"

tbc...

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I'm so tired that I can't sleep
standing on the edge of something much too deep
it's funny how I feel so much yet cannot say a word
we are screaming inside oh we can't be heard
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I'll Remember You by Sarah McLachlan