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Subject: Heart of Stone part One Heart of Stone? Another work of Fiction by Travis Smith (Creator of Travis Smith FanFic Publicatons.) (c) Copyright 2002 Travis Smith FanFic Publications Disclaimer: All Characters of this story are fictional. Any similarities to actual living people is purely coincidental. All characters portrayed in this work of fiction remains the property of Travis Smith FanFic. Republishing of this work of fiction is strictly forbidden unless permission as been given by Travis Smith FanFic Publications. Permission granted to Nifty Archives for the sole purpose of posting on the Boy Bands section of the Archives. Permission may be obtained by e-mailing Travis Smith FanFic Publications at hoo Comments are welcome too. Constructive Comments and advise are welcome. Honest opinions are welcome as well. And if you want to vent all over me as long it is good natured than feel free too do that to. e-mail me at hoo Part One This story revolves around the beginning of the solo careers of Justin Timberlake and Nick Carter. In case you haven’t noticed Justin has been getting all the attention and his song hasn’t even been released yet. Nick? Well his song has been released and still nothing. Hmmmmm you have to wonder? July 2002 “I don’t care what you have to do to get me on the VMAs!” shouted Justin Timberlake in the phone. “What the hell do you mean Nick Carter might be invited? I don’t care if his song is going to be released first! Fucking uninvite him now! I didn’t work my ass off for this solo album to have a Backstreet Slut steal my show!” He ran his hand through his curly hair and glared at the back yard of his mother’s house. “Hell no! I don’t want the Backstreet Boys anywhere near the VMAs! They are finished! Hell they’ve been finished ever since we showed up on the scene!” He pauses as he listens to the other person on the other line. “Why? Because Justin Timberlake says so! And if Justin Timberlake says so than you had better fucking make it so!” The slamming of plastic against plastic is heard throughout the house as Justin slams the phone down on its cradle. Than you hear the smashing of ceramic as a mug is hurled through the kitchen and breaks up against the wall. “Fuck it!” hisses Justin as he glares out the back window again. “What the hell do I have to do to get rid of them? They just won’t give up! Backstreet Boys my ass! More like Backdoor Boys!” “Hey Justin!” exclaimed JC as he ran into the room. “What is all the racket?” Justin looked over at JC in disgust. JC was having another one of his queen days. This time he was wearing a muscle shirt that was way to tight for him. His black jeans was ripped in so many places that Justin wondered why he even bothered to wear them. “Did I hear something break?” “It was nothing,” Justin mumbled as he walked out of the room. JC like the love sick puppy he was followed Justin out on his heals. “What do you want JC?” Justin asked sighing looking over his shoulder. “I want to talk,” JC asked giving Justin just the hint of a puppy dog look. He knew that Justin couldn’t resist him. “Please?” “Fine what do you want to talk about?” Justin sighed heavily. “When are you kızılay escort going to rehearse with us?” JC asked bluntly. “We miss you and we are ready to ad your voice to the songs.” “I will rehearse when I am damn good and ready to rehearse!” Justin shot at JC. He smirked when he saw JC cringe from the harsh tones. “Why are you guys even bothering to rehearse anyway. It is not like they are going release another NSYNC album anyway.” “We are under contract to release another one,” JC reminded Justin. “And that means that you are under contract too.” JC was getting real tired of Justin’s act. Ever since release of Celebrity Justin had gotten very difficult to handle. It was like Justin had decided that for now on he was the boss and everything revolved around him. “Are you going to fulfill your end of the contract?” “Don’t you have a boy toy to fuck or something?” Justin sassed JC. He always thought that JC was easier to handle after he got a good fucking. He had even stepped up the plate a couple of times just to control JC. He was quite proud of his ability to handle JC. For the last few years Justin had been very successful in keeping JC under control. With just a look or a nudge he could shut JC up. Every once in a while when JC would get really hyper and exited Justin would have to be down right rude and interrupt him or elbow him away from the spotlight. Justin had found out early on that the best way to handle JC was to fuck the shit out of him. Fuck JC and JC was happy as a clam. JC had told him that he was one of the best. Nobody could fuck JC like Justin could. He thrilled at the hurt expression on JC’s face. “What?” Justin asked putting on his innocent face. “Did I hurt your feelings?” He laughed as he stood up and walked out of the room leaving JC to nurse his hurt feelings. Somewhere in the Florida Keys. “I got it!” yelled Nick as he picked up the phone. “Carter here!” “Nick?” asked his manager. “I’ve got some bad news.” “I’m not going to the VMAs,” Nick replied. “Sorry, Nick, I tried everything,” his manager answered. “It is just that every where we turn that ass hole Timberlake is there to mess it up. What the hell did you do to him anyway?” Nick sighed and sat the phone down on the cradle and looked out over the sea. Smiling again he picks up the receiver and dials a number. Waiting for the answer. “Hey,” he smiles. “What are you doing?” Orlando Forida. “JC!” shouted Justin Timberlake. “Pick up your fucking cell phone!” JC snatched the phone away from Justin’s clutches glaring at Justin. “EWWWWW JC growing some balls! Who is it? Your Boyfriend?” Justin sasses him as he walks out of the house. “Hey, JC says into the phone. “I miss you baby.” “I miss you too,” Nick replies. “I want to hold you so bad.” “Yea but if Justin catches us there will be hell to pay,” JC replied looking fearfully over his shoulder. He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Justin’s car speed out of the drive.” “Where are you?” Nick’s soft voice sounded from his cell phone. “At Lynn’s,” JC replied. “You want to fly out to the Key’s?” Nick asked hopefully. “Do you have time for me?” JC asked grinning. “Oh baby,” keçiören escort Nick replied. “I’ll make time for you.” “I’m on my way sweetie,” JC replied. After hanging up he runs up stairs and throws his clothes into an overnight bag and runs out to his car and climbs in and drives off. On the way to the airport he thinks back to when all this started. (Two years ago) “We got a moon man! We got a moon man!” Justin shouts and dances up on the stage. JC leans forward to say something only to be shoved aside by Justin. “Man what a dick!” Nick whispers into Kevin’s ear. “Did you see Justin shove JC aside?” “Leave it alone Nick,” Kevin warned Nick. “Leave the NSYNC camp alone.” “Man you make it sound like we are involved in a war or something,” Nick whispered back. “What is your beef with them anyway?” “Leave it alone!” Kevin hissed at Nick. “Just drop it and stay out of their camp!” “Yea whatever,” Nick grumbled as he glared at Kevin. Later at the party. Nick picked up an Aquavina water and poured it over a glass of ice. He took a huge drink of it and scanned the crowd. “That sure looks good,” a voice said behind him. “Where did you get that?” “At the bar,” Nick replied as he turned and looked into the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. “Ummm hi,” he stammered. “Hey yourself,” JC laughed softly. “Great performance tonight.” “Yea congrats on the Moon man,” Nick smiled. “Yea another history making moment from the great Justin Timberlake,” JC sighed as he got his own glass of water. “Hey, I saw how Justin shoved you aside,” Nick said softly. “What was that all about?” “Hey JC,” Justin said as he approached the two. “We need you to take pictures.” He looked at Nick and nodded politely. “Good performance.” “Thanks,” Nick said nodding back. “Way to hog the spotlight,” he said in a completely calm and polite voice. Justin almost didn’t catch the dig but JC did and choked back a laugh. “I’ll be right back,” JC said smiling at Nick. Nick felt his knees go weak. “Don’t even think about it,” Kevin’s voice said into his ear. “What?” Nick asked looking innocent. “I was just talking!” “Talking to JC, who is a member of NSYNC and way out of your league!” Kevin hissed. “Forget about him and let it go.” “You can’t tell me what to do!” Nick hurled at Kevin as he rebellion streak kicked in. “If I want to talk to JC I will!” “Nick,” Kevin said using his softer fatherly voice. “You are going to get hurt if you pursue him.” “You make it sound like I’m cruising or something,” Nick hissed back. “Are you?” Kevin asked raising an eyebrow. Nick shrugged his shoulder as he elbowed his way away from Kevin and watched JC and the rest of NSYNC pose for a few pictures. JC caught his eye and smiled at him. Justin caught JC smiling at Nick and glared at Nick. Nick just smiled at Justin forcing Justin to break eye contact with him. As soon as the photographer was finished JC walked back over to Nick. Nick handed him a fresh glass of water. “You looked good,” Nick said looking directly into JC’s eyes. JC looked down and blushed. “Umm thanks,” JC mumbled. “Hey JC!” shouted Justin. “We’ve got to go.” “I’ll just be sec–,” escort ankara JC started. “Now JC!” Justin shouted glaring at him. JC saw Nick ball up his fists. “I’ll catch you later dude,” JC said. He shook Nick’s hand and managed to slip him his card. “Call me later tonight.” “Sure,” Nick said looking down at the card. “Who knows, I could get lucky.” Three hours later Nick looks at the card and at the door number. He knocks on it looking nervously over his shoulder. The door cracks open and JC sticks his head out the door. “Oh good it is you,” JC smiled as he grabs Nick and pulls him inside. “Are you sure this is a good idea?” Nick asks looking over his shoulder. “Yea,” JC smiles. “I booked this room away from the others. They don’t even know I have it. So can I get you something drink?” “Yea, what do you have?” Nick asked. He looked at JC who was wondering around without his shirt. His muscles moved under his skin and made Nick’s mouth water. JC was even better looking in person. “How about a water?” JC asked as he turned around giving Nick a good look at his eyes again. Nick licked his lips and nodded. JC tossed him a bottle and plopped down on the sofa and patted the seat beside him. “So what does Nick Carter do for fun?” Nick swallowed hard and sat down. “You seeing any one?” “Nope,” Nick said quickly. “You?” “Nope,” JC replied. “The right person hasn’t come along yet but things are definitely looking up.” “Yea,” Nick replied quickly. “I know what you mean. Listen, what are you doing tomorrow?” “Not much. Tomorrow is our down day. I was thinking of just hanging out in the room all day,” JC said shrugging. “You want to do something?” Nick asked hopefully. “Sure,” JC smiled. “What do you have in mind?” “Do you trust me?” Nick asked grinning. “Umm yea I umm guess,” JC stammered. “Good, be ready to go at nine tomorrow morning,” Nick replied as he put the water down. “I’ve really got to be going.” “Thanks for stopping by,” JC said as he stood up and walked Nick to the door. After Nick left he grinned to himself. “Just maybe he is the one,” He sighed as he headed off for bed. “Man,” Nick sighed looking back over his shoulder. “He is so hot! Could he go for a guy like me?” Back to the present. July 2002 “Baby,” Nick called out. He heard the door open and he walked out into the living room. There was JC standing there in all of his glory. Nick rushed into JC’s arms and brushed his lips over JC’s. “Man, I’ve missed you so much.” “I’ve missed you to baby,” JC mumbled as he buried his nose into Nick’s hair inhaling deeply of Nick’s scent. Nick had been boating again cause JC could smell the sea air on him. “Hold me?” JC asked looking at Nick. “Let’s hold eachother,” Nick replied. “I got some bad news.” “Yea I heard Justin screaming at his manager about making sure that you didn’t get anywhere near the VMAs this year,” JC said as he kissed Nick on the cheek. “He is getting really out of control.” “He has to be stopped,” Nick said. “But how?” “I don’t know,” JC replied. “You have any ideas?” “Yes I do,” Nick replied. “But it will ruin him.” “I love him like a brother,” JC said in a warning tone of voice. “Don’t do anything that will hurt him.” “I won’t hurt him,” Nick said with a grin. “I’ll just put him in his place.” “Ok,” JC replied. “Let me in on the secret.” “All in good time sweetie,” Nick replied. “All in good time.” TBC What do you think? Let me know!!! Please!!!!!! e-mail me at hoo
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