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For Tim, my inspiration, my love. Every day I'm thankful to have you in my life. The song in this chapter says it all.
Slayer's Legacy- Chapter 1
DESTINY'S FATE
JC was just finishing up his set when the guys arrived. The tour for his solo album was wrapping up tonight and the rest of *NSYNC had decided to surprise him and take him out to celebrate. Soon they would be heading back into the studio to begin their long-awaited new album, but tonight was for JC. Lance was the first one he spotted, and the smile that lit up his face could have powered a whole city block. Lance, the love of his life was here, and the rest of the world seemed to melt away. He shook himself out of his trance as he approached the mic to talk to the audience and it was then that he spotted the rest of his friends. He nodded in their direction to let them know he saw them without drawing attention. Then he spoke.
"How y'all doing tonight? Did you enjoy the show?" thunderous applause erupted from the audience and JC became completely overwhelmed by the love he felt emanating from them.
"Heh, well I guess that was a yes then. Well tonight has finally come to an end", he turned to look at Lance as he finished his last remarks, "and I just wanted to let y'all know that your love and support has meant a great deal to me these last couple of months as I've struck out on my own." He turned his attention back to the rest of the world now and noticed a strange looking man that seemed to be hanging on his every word. Shrugging it off he began again.
"So tonight since its the very last show I wanted to do something a little different and sing a song for you that is very special to me. I hope you enjoy it and I hope you all come out for the new NSYNC album when we tour with it. So without further adieu.."
As the music began Lance knew instantly what it was, and a small smile came to his face as he remembered the first time Josh had sung it to him. It was the night they both realized they were truly in love and meant to be together forever. He sat back and closed his eyes as the memories and his lover's voice washed over him.
Maybe it's intuition But some things you just don't question Like in your eyes I see my future in an instant And there it goes I think I've found my best friend I know that it might sound more than a little crazy But I believe...
I knew I loved you before I met you I think I dreamed you into life I knew I loved you before I met you I have been waiting all my life
There's just no rhyme or reason Only this sense of completion And in your eyes I see the missing pieces I'm searching for I think I've found my way home
I know that it might sound more than a little crazy But I believe...
I knew I loved you before I met you I think I dreamed you into life I knew I loved you before I met you I have been waiting all my life
A thousand angels dance around you I am complete now that I've found you
I knew I loved you before I met you I think I dreamed you into life I knew I loved you before I met you I have been waiting all my life
"So, it is true then?" A voice shook Lance from his daydreams. He opened his eyes to see a tall, muscular young man standing before him. His eyes were so blue that they were almost unnatural looking but Lance could not make himself look away from them.
"Uh, I'm sorry, what?"
"It is true, you and JC are together. Oui?"
"I'm sorry I don't know what you mean."
"You are a couple. I can see it in your eyes" Okay, this was getting weird. They had long ago decided that their relationship had to be kept secret for now, until they either felt the world would accept them without damaging the group or the group ended. Up until now he thought that they had done a fairly good job of hiding it. Although they did think it was fun to give the public a hint or two once in awhile. Just enough to start the rumors going so that when it did finally come out it wouldn't be as big a shock to the fans.
"I think maybe you've been listening to the rumor mill to much, um..."
"Jean-Baptiste, but you may call me JB it is not so much a ... ah ... mouthful?" He spoke, extending his hand to Lance.
"So I guess you aren't from around here then " Lance now smiled at the man. He seemed harmless enough, and for some reason Lance could not tear himself from those eyes.
"No, I am from a town in the south of France called L'Isle sur la Sorgue. I am in America on business and heard that JC was performing here so I drove down from L.A. I have been a fan of the group since your days in Germany and I never miss a chance to see one of your shows. I was hoping since this was the last one I might run into the rest of you also."
As JC approached the group he noticed Lance talking to the man he had spotted earlier in the audience. A strange feeling began to envelope him, as he got closer, there was something about this man that immediately put him on edge. He had gotten the same feelings from Lou Pearlman when they first met and of course they had been dead on. From then on JC learned to trust his feeling more and more. He was going to have to keep a close eye on this man, especially since he seemed to have an interest in Lance. Lance, being the loving and trusting soul he was, seemed oblivious to it.
"Hey guys, what a great surprise," JC smiled cheerfully so as not to arouse any suspicion. "Who's the new friend Lance?"
"JC, I'd like to introduce you to Jean-Baptiste a.k.a. JB He's a fan of ours from way back in our days in Germany." As Lance spoke he had not once broke eye contact with J.B. It was as if he were in some sort of trance.
"Good to meet you JB, any friend of Lance's is certainly a friend of mine." JC extended his hand to the man and the instant they touched he knew that his feelings once again had been right on the money. But what were his true intentions if he was not who he claimed?
"It is a pleasure to finally meet you after all this time JC. Chasez I believe is French is it not? It means 'hunter'." JB was looking deep into JC's eyes as if searching for something.
" Really? I wasn't aware of that. Je parle tres peu le francais. I'll have to ask my parents more about that when I see them." JC continued to smile at JB, as if what he had said had not registered much with him. He had indeed heard that before but hadn't really thought much of it until now. It was the way JB had said it, as if it was supposed to have some importance. He really was going to have to speak to his parents about that soon.
"Come on guys. Let's get this party started. First round's on me," Justin spoke for the first time. He had watched the exchange between his two friends and this other guy and knew that JC hated him instantly. Of course JC, being ever the gentleman, would not dare to say it in front of JB or Lance, who seemed to take an instant liking to the man. For the life of him he couldn't see the attraction, but to each there own.
"You're more then welcome to join us JB, its not often we meet older male fans." Joey interjected.
"Thank you but I must decline. I need to find a hotel for the night. Any ideas?"
" Maybe, I could get you into our hotel. They claimed to have no more vacancies after we checked in but maybe things have changed. Let me make a call." Lance excused himself and headed for a quieter spot to use his cell. Lance was the businessman of the group, if anyone could pull it off he could.
'What is up with him tonight? You'd think JB was the boyfriend he hadn't seen in weeks.' JC anger was beginning to grow with each passing moment and he was not sure how long he could keep it in check. Sensing this Chris jumped in.
"Hey JB while Lance is doing that why don't you and I go help Curly carry the drinks from the bar?"
"Ah, oui. It is the least I can do for your hospitality." JB spoke as he moved to follow Chris.
Shortly thereafter Lance returned with a huge smile plastered on his face, looking very pleased with himself.
"Good news sweetie?" JC said in his most calming voice. Now that JB was out of the way, at least for now, Lance's focus could be where it belonged.
"Yep! They still said that they didn't have any vacancies so I arranged for a roll-away to be delivered to our room. JB is staying with us!"
"What? You're kidding right?" JC Just sat there dumbfounded. Was this really happening?
"What's wrong Jayce? I think he's a good guy and he doesn't have a place to stay. He drove all they way from LA just to see your show. What's your problem?"
"What's my problem?" JC spoke up a little too loudly. He looked around and noticed the other patrons looking in their direction. He leaned in closer to speak in a quieter voice. "I'm not the one who's been ignoring his boyfriend so he can attach himself to a total stranger and then proceeded to invite him into our bedroom." JC seethed with anger.
"Maybe not but you are the one who is sleeping alone tonight. I'll have the hotel move another roll-away into Chris and Joey's room for you. Goodnight Joshua." With that Lance got up and went to the bar to retrieve JB and head back to the hotel. Leaving JC and Joey, who had been a witness to the entire scene, in total shock.
It was totally out of character for Lance to leave an argument unfinished. Lance always said, "Never let the sun go down while your still angry." JC knew he was in trouble the moment Lance called him Joshua. He only called him by his full name when he was angry with him. He knew it would piss JC off and that's exactly why he did it, and he always apologized afterwards. But not tonight. Lance had just gotten up and left, without any concern and without a second thought.
A little while later at the hotel...
Lance couldn't believe how big of an ass JC was being right now. It wasn't as if he had invited JB to sleep with them. He didn't know why but he was instantly drawn to this man and he wanted to do all he could for him to make him happy. What was wrong with that? Its not as if he was attracted to him. He just thought he was a nice guy and thought they could be friends. He did not want to sleep with him. This is what he had told himself about a thousand times since coming back to the hotel. Now, sitting alone in the living room of the suite they had gotten for the night, he wasn't so sure how true that was.
But how could he be attracted to JB? He loved JC with his whole heart, but something in his head would not allow him to forget about the man sleeping in his bed just a few feet away. He had insisted that since JB was the guest he should have the regular bed. JB had protested saying the queen-size bed had more than enough room, and it wasn't as if anything was going to happen, Lance was not his type. Lance had said it was fine and tried to ignore the disappointment he had felt at JB last statement. Now he was obsessing about.
"Not his type? What's that supposed to mean?" He grumbled under his breath, pouting. "Wait, I love JC not JB. I love Josh. I love Josh." he repeated it over and over in his head like a mantra. Trying desperately to erase the thoughts of JB that threatened to take over his mind. His tight body, His long blonde hair that he kept in a pony tail, His sparkling blue eyes that just pierced right through you. That perfect alabaster skin that just begged to be touched.
Lance let out a sudden breath that he hadn't even realized he'd been holding. Enough of this! He had to go talk to JB and find out what he had meant, or he would never get to sleep. He stepped over to the bedroom to hear if JB was asleep yet or not. Hearing what he thought was the television he knocked softly, no answer. He tried again and still got no response. He decided to enter quietly, thinking JB had fallen asleep with the TV going. As he entered the room a strange feeling came over him that he could not place. He looked around and found that there was no one there so he went to the TV. He wondered how JB had managed to sneak off with out him noticing. It was as if he had just vanished into thin air.
"OK Bass, now you're starting to get paranoid. And not only that, your talking to yourself. How sane is that?" he chastised himself. Surveying the room again he began to feel really stupid when he noticed the light coming from the bathroom. Rolling his eyes he walked over to the door and knocked loud so as to be heard over the shower that was running. No answer. He knocked louder this time, still nothing.
"Ok, this is turning into the plot of some cheesy B horror film." He once again spoke aloud to no one. He tried the knob and discovered it was unlocked.
"Well he probably didn't figure his roommate for a Peeping Tom." he chuckled to himself. Opening the door a crack he called out.
"JB you alright?" opening the door further he was hit by the steam that billowed out. He couldn't believe that a tiny shower could produce water hot enough to create a cloud like the one enveloping him. Then as if from nowhere he heard a familiar voice, but from behind him.
"Are you alright Lance? You seem a bit faint, here come sit." The next thing Lance realized he had wrapped both of his arms around JB's waist as the man led him to the end of the bed. It took him another minute to realize JB was in a towel that hung very loosely around his hips. Threatening to fall at any moment. Once safely on the bed he scooted away from JB and immediately began to blush furiously. Thank God the room was still mostly dark, the only light coming from the bathroom behind them.
"So what is up Lance? When I came out you had this strange look on your face like you were in another place. Are you alright?"
"I don't know what's happening to me JB. I think I might be going crazy." Lance looked down at his hands in his lap, he could not face the man that sat next him. Knowing if he did he would lose what was left of his self-control and threaten the one thing he held most dear to him, his relationship with JC.
"I seriously doubt that James. You are one of the most sane people I know" JB smiled at him. No one ever called him James, not even his parents. That name was special for JC to call him. He always said he thought it suited him better. He smiled at the thought and looked up to see the eyes of his lover.
"Josh? But where did you come from? I didn't see you come in. I thought you were JB."
" JB stopped by and said he thought I belonged back over here, and that we should talk. Turns out he isn't such a bad guy after all." JC smiled and put his hand to Lance's cheek. " I love you James."
" I love you too Josh" Lance whispered as he wrapped his arms tightly around his love and tears began to flow down his cheeks. He leaned back to see that it really was JC and leaned into him again. This time engaging him in a passionate kiss that seemed to last forever. JC pulled away and started planting kisses on Lances jaw line, slowly making his way down to his neck, where he began to so suck and nibble a certain spot that he knew would drive Lance crazy.
"Oh yeah Josh. Right there, yeah." He was definitely having the desired affect. Lance was panting like crazy now and he knew he would not be able to keep this up much longer.
" Ow! What are you trying to do break the skin?" Lance playfully slapped JC's arm as he continued to attack his neck. Lance was so caught up in the feelings his lover was sending through his body he was totally unaware that it was now JB that he had wrapped in his arms. The last things Lance remember were how the intense feelings of lust turned to excruciating pain as the vampire Jean-Baptiste drained him of his last ounce of life, and the brilliant white light that enveloped them just before everything went black...
An hour later the guys came up to there floor after their night of celebration, at first JC had wanted to run after Lance to try to apologize and make things right. Joey had convinced him that Lance probably needed some time to himself to cool off before he talked to him. Reluctantly JC had agreed, and tried to forget his troubles at the moment and enjoy the company of his friends.
Entering his suite now, he had expected to find Lance waiting up for him, but found nothing. Turning to go he heard strange noises coming from the bedroom and he immediately went to investigate. Seeing the door slightly ajar he poked his head in and discovered to his horror that his worst nightmare had come true. There on the bed he saw Lance wrapped in the arms of JB, with a contented smile on his face. JC just stood there as tears began to invade his eyes and his world came crashing down around. Lance, the love of his life, had turned his back on him and the future the had planned to share together for the thrill of a one night stand. He slowly made his way down the hall till he came upon Justin's room. With as much strength as he could muster he knocked and waited for Justin to get to him.
"Hey Jayce, what's up?" That was all it took as JC collapsed, sobbing uncontrollably in the arms of his best friend. Justin managed to get him to the bed where he laid him down and continued to hold him till he calmed down. After a few minutes Justin could tell by his even breathing that JC was asleep. He didn't know what the problem was but he was sure he would get to the bottom of it tomorrow. He rolled over to switch off the light on the bedside table, which caused JC to stir. Turning back, he wrapped his arms around JC and quickly followed him into sleep.
Well thats all for now. I know its a bit short, but this is my first attempt at writing this type of story. Let me know if you think I should continue.