Title: The Tour
Author: Angel
E-Mail: babyblue855@yahoo.com or WddingPlanner@aol.com
Pairing: Kevin/Nick; AJ/Howie; Brian/Other
Date: 12/20/2001
Rating: NC-17
Notes: I got inspired by watching the CBS SPECIAL of the Black and Blue Tour.
Disclaimer: This is not real and probably never will be. I am not doing this to encroach on copyrights and/or slander any of the people I am writing about. This is for fun and not for profit.
Summary: Love on tour... is it possible?
Warnings: M/M sex. Bitch and complain all you want but its still going to happen so get over it!
As Angel sat by the window the night before his adventure, aka the tour, would start, he began to write in his journal.Dear Journal;
I know I’ve been writing a lot lately but it’s just that I have so much to tell you and I don’t want to forget any of it. Today, when I went to the dance studio for my last rehearsal Ii got the shock of my life. The five most beautiful angels were there… well not angel… but close enough. Well AJ’s not even close to an angel… God knows what that guys into. He intimidates me quite a bit but I digress. Howie has the fakest smile I have ever seen! I mean it’s beautiful but oh so fake. I knew his smile was not sincere because something else was on his mind when he shook my hand. My first hint was the bulge in the windbreakers but again; I digress. Nick is so incredibly handsome. People don’t give him enough credit. I personally think his size is perfect. I don’t know why everyone says his fat. And his smile… oh lordy… it made me weak at the knees and I happen to not be attracted to him. Also, I don’t anything exists for him outside of Kevin. The looks he kept giving Kevin were so adoring. I want to be loved like that. Anyway, it physically hurt me to touch Brian. As you already know because I’ve written about 500 pages about it, I am in love with that man. But that’s not why it hurt me to touch him. It was because he’s in pain and I could see it. It was all in his eyes. God I knew this day would come but I can’t help but hurt for him. I swore to myself that if I had a chance with him, I would make him the happiest man on earth. I just want him to smile, to laugh, to joke, to be the Brian we all know and love. Anyway, I need to stop thinking about him. I can’t bring my hopes up only to have them crushed again. So I’ll write again later cause my fingers are purple now. It is freaking freezing in this room!
Angel
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‘Should I?’ Brian asked himself holding the piece of paper in his hand.
‘I think I should… but what if I freak him out? I mean it’s not like he knows it and me is getting kind of late. I’ll do it tomorrow.’
Brian sighed to himself and put the piece of paper down and began to walk back towards his bed but stopped dead in his tracks half way there and turned back around.
‘Stop being a chicken Littrell! Do it already! It’s not a big fucking deal!’ He mentally scolded himself for backing out of it.
He decided to do it. This was it! He was going to do it and he wasn’t going to be nervous because it was nothing to be nervous about! It was just one fucking call!
He picked up the phone, dialed the number on the piece of paper, and waited.
“Hello?” A voice answered on the other end.
“Hi.” Brian said.
“Hi. Who is this?”
“Oh, I’m sorry. It’s Brian Littrell. How are you Angel?”