Copyright May 6, 2001 by Matthew Haldeman-Time

Rating: PG

Pairing (so to speak): Nick Carter/JC Chasez/Brian Littrell/Justin Timberlake

Disclaimer: The young men who comprise the Backstreet Boys and *NSYNC are their own people.  The author has not met anyone here described, nor does the author mean to suggest that these people act this way in real life.  These writings are works of fiction.  I make no money from this venture.

Dedication: This slashfic is for Ewan McGregor and the Savage Garden slashers.

Wherein they yell, they pace, and they threaten.

Notice: "Wannabe," "Slack," "Oops," "Home," "Ow," "Plot," "Wrong," "Go," "No."

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Adam

        "Justin!" JC said, holding his elbow to get his attention.  "What happened?"

        "He's a bastard, you know he's a manipulative bastard, he's only-"  Justin saw Brian on the staircase, and "oh shit" flashed in his eyes.  "I didn't, I was - - I am not leaving and he treats me like shit and I know you love him but you don't have to choose him you don't have to pick anybody just tell him to give me a break!"

        "What happened?" JC asked, self-possessed as ever.

        "He fucked me in the back seat of Lance's car and he didn't even let me come."

        "What?" JC asked, looking a little rattled now.

        Justin turned red.  "He started it."

        "In Lance's car?" JC demanded.

        "Lance wasn't in it or anything."

        "Oh, that makes it okay, then," JC said, walking away from Justin.

        Brian stepped closer.  "In the back seat?"

        "Yeah," Justin said.  "We were fighting, just yelling, and then I kissed him and he started groping me and then I think I said no, but, um, then he screwed me."

        "On your hands and knees?"

        "Yeah, he pushed me around and opened his pants.  Mine were already open," Justin added with a guilty flush.

        JC had paced back in their direction.  "You two have to stop this back-and-forth right now.  You fight, you say no, he does it anyway - - do you want him to rape you?  Do you?  Do you?!  That's what this is leading up to, Justin.  Don't pretend you don't see it.  And I am not letting it go there.  I love you too much.  I love him too much.  I will not let him do that to you, I will not let him do that to himself."

        "JC-"

        "You have to help me, Justin.  Take some responsibility."

        "JC."

        "Or else you're both out of here.  I won't choose."