Busta

Busta-3 Disclaimer: This is all fiction, not fact. I.e. it has nothing to do with the real celebrity's life/sexuality/etc.

Warning: this chapter may offend you. If so I apologies for it, for it was not my aim to do so.

My note: I would like to take this opportunity to thank my best buddies: Jonathan [simply words,] and Toni [when you say nothing at all] :) you guys are the best a friend could ask for, and Toni thank you for the "emotions" ;). Jonathon [Brian 7 seas] I hope you're happy and I grief for you lost. To all of the kind readers that had wrote in: Rachel [ESCAPES & then make CHOICES] Jason a.k.a. mr.grin [the VAMPIRE killer] Chrissy [you're the best! Thanks for the picks on Busta. :)] Bio [thanks for the advice, I did check my spelling now.:)] Lanzefaz[the one obsessed with Lance. :b]& Alec & Jack & Matt [thanks for the doggie threat. :)] Trevor [info curious guy :)] Finally to the guy that made all of this possible. Everybody, last week we did the clap thing. This week we bow. THANK YOU David! :)

Ok I did enough blabbering, let's begin

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Times were tough for the gang and even I could feel it too. Justin and Joey could still not look at JC and Lance in the eyes when the couples were holding hands. They would look away or just stumbled with their words, but one could see that they are trying hard to accept their friends. On JC and Lance part, they never hold hands or look at each other when their friends are around, that was tough for them too. Because not only do they have to hide from their fans, they have too had to hide from people whom they call "family".

But it was also at these times when my master's best quality in being human could be fully presented. He was all jokes and happy about this whole thing. To him, nothing had change and he constantly tease JC and Lance in front of the guys, his aim was for them [Justin and Joey] to accept their friends as who they are.

He faithfully talks to each and every one of them when they get too emotional or too upset. He would pull Justin for a small talk when Justin frowns at JC and Lance kissing. [Which, he accidentally saw.] Master Chris would talk to him seriously about how he had hurt the couples with his actions then lighten the mood by saying things like, "Visualize Lance wearing a skirt, that would make all of it look normal." And Justin laughed at that.

Or he would talk to Joey and drink beer with him. Then say things like, "Did you think they choose to be so? Have it ever occur to you how much they need us for support? They are alone in this Joey and they don't need us to alienate them." And Joey would nod solemnly and promise that he would try harder to accept them.

And me, I did what I do best, to be available every time anybody needs a somebody to talk to and not back at them. [Sigh] It was a tiring job, but it was through letting them talk that I realized a couple of stuff about humans. I learn about discrimination and how it was conditioned to human by the humanoid society.

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I learn this first from Joey, in a weird situation. I was eating [I can't remember when I'm not eating or sleeping] and he just pop in and started talking.

"This is crazy, I never thought I would be the ones to...to look differently at my friends, like...like they're weird or something." He looked so stressed out when he said those words; it's like he didn't want to say it, yet that's what he was feeling.

[Sigh] I painfully let go of my dog bowl and trotter over to his lap. "Ok I'm listening." I barked, as I recognize his need to talk.

"I don't know what else to do Busta, I mean they are my best friend....How could I think that way." he sighed as he place his hand on my head and began stroking me as if he could somehow stroke an answer from me.

"You're still not talking," I barked.

"I was taught that only man kisses women.Heck I watch Cartoons on Man kissing Women.it's, it's so unnatural to see my friends.date." He frowns and you can see the disgusted look he has on his face.

"What's so unnatural about love? And besides, Tinky Winky wears a purple costume and carries a red bag on Teletubbies, and that's very gay to me." I barked and look disgustingly back to him.

"I mean it's ok if it was others, I don't know, I guess I don't care about them. But these guys are my friends, my brothers and...and they're...they're..."

"IN LOVE," I barked loudly in anger, to his in ability to be logical, then wonder why do I even bother about it. [Sigh]

"...In love..." He whispered then you can see his whole face just sorts of lit up for awhile, as if he had found an answer then fall back again, as if he found the answer confusing or unsatisfactory.

"Yeah, there you go. It's called in love, nothing more, nothing less. Just love." I barked and trotted back to my bowl, leaving him with his brain.

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The next conversation I had about "conditioning" was with Lance. Oh and I was eating, if anyone wishes to know. :b

"You know what the bible say Busta?" he asks as he shook the doggie threat in my bowl.

"The bible say that milk goes very well with doggie threat," I barked back excitedly.

He took the milk out and started pouring it in my bowl and then started quoting:

"Thou shalt not lie with mankind, as with womankind: it is an Abomination."

"Do not be deceived; neither fornicators, nor idolaters, nor adulterers, nor effeminate, nor homosexuals, nor thieves, nor the covetous, nor drunkards, nor revilers, nor swindlers, shall inherit the kingdom of God."

"The bible say that you're putting too much milk in my bowl," I say irritated and quickly lap up the excess milk before it my biscuit got soggy.

"But I'm in love with a man...and that makes me a homosexual...that mean's I will be denied of entrance to the kingdom of God." he said and his eyes sort of space out when he say this.

"We've got different Bible, man." I barked.

"It means I'll go to hell for god did not create man to be homosexual." he whispered as if to himself.

"Why would god create you to go to hell?" I barked in between the mouth-full of soggy biscuits.

"I'm a Christian, Busta." He declared and then sighed at that thought, "A devoted one too.. I know the penalty for all this for I was taught about it since I was young.." Then his face got all sad and lost for a while, "I just hope that if there is punishment, let me bear it all and leave Josh be." and you can see his face sort of turn from glassy look to content look.

"We are definitely using a different bible here. Mine is about love written by God and yours is about how humans should act written by I'mapieceofshit a.k.a. bigot or just some population control group. The book was written in the olden days when there was a lack of humanoid running around in the world, thus it included no Homosexual relationships etc. but now, it's different. Time has change and I'm right! Besides, Jesus never said those words, Paul did." I barked looking extremely pleased with my intelligent level.

"Would you pray that my wish would come true?'

"I will pray and hope that you end these stupid thoughts. I think it's very tiring for god to explain over and over again that he created all for love and that his love is unconditional. I.E. it goes beyond the book." I signed and tried to reason with him once more.

"More milk?" the silly Blondie ask as he shakes the milk carton.

"Why do I even bother talking to you?" I barked and continued eating my soggy biscuit.

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"When I was in High school, I remembered a boy named Alvin." Said JC as he plop into a chair near me.

"Here we go again." [Sigh] I let go of my toy and jump to sit on his lap.

"He was a very nice person, very helpful...he even helped me in my math when I was this close to failing it." JC talked to himself in a daze tone that I really wonder should I be here.

"Ok good guy, blah blah blah. Get to the point or I'll ignore you." I barked.

"Then one of the popular guy in school decided that Alvin was a freak...words spread fast and instinctively people avoided him. Some even beat him up." He said as he absent-mindedly stroked my head and seemingly looked ahead, like he's trying to recall something.

"WHAT? WHAT KIND OF WORLD IS THAT?????" I barked loudly in disapproval.

"I was pressurized to avoiding him too or be faced with the label of a freak too.." He recalled sadly.

"Huh? Now what kind of fucked up logic is that????" I barked and thought about the actual level of brain capacity in this humanoid brain.

"You see Busta, the society doesn't allow people to become more than rats. We have to move/think/feel/act the same way or be ostracized, labeled as freaks/weirdo and any other adjectives you can use for different in a bad way." He said as his shoulder shrug as if this whole passage was not important or a simply fact.

"How about unique?" I barked in a sarcastic manner, being highly pissed off with the logic he presented.

"The difference between the crazy man and the sane one is that one belongs to the majority and the other belongs to the minority. And Lance and me are currently in the minority section.so we're crazy.." He said as he trails off.

"Em...you're blabbering., I don't think you're crazy unless you consider love as crazy. So if love is crazy and God is love, then you have just succeeded in saying that God is crazy.. Anyway.why are you telling me all this???" I barked and silence envelope us for a few minutes before he started laughing.

"That's it, he flipped." I thought and quickly got out off his lap.

"I'm sorry, I was thinking of why the fuck am I saying all this to you." He laughed as he clutched on his stomach.

"Precisely why are you telling me this?" I looked at him weirdly.

"Never mind, I just needed to get this out of my system. I needed to tell someone that the world is against us. Anyway, thanks for listening. How about I make it up to you by getting you a nice big fat Chicken drumstick as compensation?"

"YOU ARE A SAINT. YOU ARE GOD. I AM UNWORTHY OF YOU." I barked and jump up and down while he laugh at my actions.

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Scrub scrub scrub. My face is frowning as Chris scrubs me. I hate bath time.

"BUSTA!" he shouted and lifted me up to his face-level

"YES SIR YES!" I barked in surprise. :O

"Your not a crank are you?????" he look at me suspiciously and menacingly.

"Huh? Em no sir I'm not." I barked and squirmed on his hold at the same time. I was hoping that he would for once understand because he looked so fierce now.

"You better not be a bigot or I'll have to kill you. hahahahaha." His face turned back to the joker one, which I'm so accustom to.

[Sigh] :['"Master Chris is in his mood's again.' I thought, he seems to have a fond habit of suddenly surprising people by being serious or something.

"The truth is..." he lowered me back to the sink as I grumbled about the soap which he didn't understand.

"The government is already against them...I mean, they didn't even put up the federal hate crime legislation in all the states, i.e. in some states, gays are not protected against gay bashing."

"Stupid soap." :[

"I mean there is still some places where gay couples cannot get married."

"Soap and water in my nice dry fur.I hate soap." :[

"This means that all the is a conspiracy to create fear and division among the people, they trying to create the culture of hate."

"The water is cold." :[

"[SIGH.] I'm so sick and tired of all this sexual witch-hunting, I mean these people are not any lesser than me or you. Their humans and they deserve protection from hate."

"You rub the back of my ear for too long." :[

"I don't know what I can do Busta, but the least I could do is to be behind JC and Lance all through their journey. And I'll be damn if anyone's gonna think that I would stay down when they abuse my friend. I'll kill them before they get near Lance or JC."

"My paws are wrinkled." :[

"ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME???" he shouted and swung me back to eye level.

"Huh? What? Yes of course I listen to you. Who else would I listen to? You are the master and I am but your humble slave." I barked inconsistently. :{

"Hahahahaha. Scared you. Hahahahahahaha." He laughed and all the soap

from me flew all over the place.

I rolled my eyes and stared at him squarely.

"Ok, ok. I'll wash you off now and towel you up."

"Yes master that would be nice."