Date: Fri, 25 Jan 2002 17:28:13 -0800
From: mistress_n9@juno.com
Subject: Love Is Up Where We Belong 3

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Love Is Up Where We Belong
Written By Lady Nimm (9)

Part 3:
"Never give a Windsor something to love, for it will eventually die."
echoed the words from long ago. Harry returned from rehab, good as new.
He was grateful. But he had also been sulking around palaces and public
events. The girls that kept vigil outside the palace wondered which girl
had the nerve to break HRH's heart.

William stared out the window. His gaze was met by clouds. He had been
exploring his sexuality for a while since Nick had left. Now he was sure
of what he wanted.

"Your Highness, we are about to land in Tampa bay, Florida." announced
the pilot of his private jet.

William grinned and squeezed the teddy bear. "Thank you, Nigel." He had
bought a dozen roses and a cute teddy bear for Nick. He was dressed in
his finest suit. He stepped off the plane and into the car he would
drive to Nick's. He knew Nick's adress. It's driving on the right side
that was going to bother him.

He finally made it after twenty minutes of learning the american road.
Will punched in the code to Nick's home and went up towards the door,
knocking on the door.

Nick opened the door. Will felt his breath leave his body. The paparazzi
were wrong. The months of hiding gave Nick a beautiful and fit body and
it was only covered by a towel wrapped around his waist. He was wet, no
doubt from the shower.

"Uh--" Will pulled at his collar. Suddenly, his tie was very
constricting. A blush rose to his cheeks. "Um, h-hi Nick." he barely got
out.

Nick smiled. He wasn't the only one developing an incredible physique.
He had seen the pictures of William that were on the internet and in
magazines. "Hello, William. Come on in." He ushered the boy in and
closed the door to prying eyes. "I see you've been doing fine."

"So have you." Will replied softly. He held out the teady bear and roses
towards Nick. "I know it's cheesy but I knew you'd like it as soon as I
saw it."

Nick cautiously picked up the bear. He smiled. It was dressed as a knight
with a sword and everything. On its shield and chest armor, it said:
"Sir Hugs-a-lot". He smiled at Will and at the roses. "Thank you, Will.
I'll treasure these. Actually, I have something for you." He motioned
for Will to follow him. "How long are you staying?"

"About two weeks." Will replied. "Why?"

Nick leaned against a door. "Why stay at a cheesy hotel when you can
stay here?" He opened the door to a gorgeous guest bedroom that left
Will shocked and amazed.

"Nick, it's absolutely beautiful." he whispered. "This isn't fair, I
came here to tell you that I'm ready and you surprise me with this."

"I figured that if you were going to stay in Florida, I should offer the
same hospitality that you showed me and my friends." Nick replied. "I
was going to go out to swim when you dropped by. I have an extra set of
trunks, you wanna go?" he asked.

Will smiled at Nick and gave him a quick peck on the lips. "I've been
itching to get out of this suit."

Nick groaned and turned towards the drawers. He pulled out a trunks he
had bought a month earlier. He tossed them at Will's direction and left
to change.

God, when had William Windsor grow from cute to, as his mother once put
it, Drop Dead Gogeous? He heard a door open and his dogs barking
followed by a thud. He swung open his door to see Will laughing on the
floor with his pugs all over him.

"They're almost like Grandmum's corgis." Will laughed. "So are you
dressed and ready to go?" he asked.

Nick smiled and walked out in his black trunks. "I was born ready. Now,
I can swim before I can walk." He threw an arm around Will's shoulders
and sniffed his neck. "Ooh, what's that?"

"Shampoo, you dork." Will grinned. "Race ya to the tide!"

Nick ran after him as the sun set over the Florida horizon. He tackled
Will into the waves, laughing and dunking as if they were old friends.

^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^
The 3-year-old splashed in the water happily. "Mama!" he laughed as the
Grecian sun set over the horizon. He shrieked with delight when his
strong father picked him up. Countess Rose watched as her husband played
with her son, knowing it would be their last beach trip together.


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