CHAPTER TITLE: Road Trip!! Road Trip!! Road Trip!!_Forty_of One Hundred
RATING: this chapter: PG
WORD COUNT: this chapter: 675
WARNINGS: this chapter: none, mostly dialogue, mixed POV
DISCLAIMER: Nothing I can say that hasn’t been said already? Not mine.
Originally Beta’ed by herefordroad, all subsequent mistakes are mine
Story throughout contains excerpts from The Brian Kinney Operating Manual including commentary from the Editors
SUMMARY FROM THE EDITORS: ‘They won’t reach any conclusion about whether it’s strange or not because this is, after all, Brian and Justin…’
The boys are who they are, Brian is who he is and Justin deals
AUTHOR‘S NOTES: This story projects 59 years into the future and reflects all that that entails, many of the loose ends are tied-up. I dance with POV, I dance with time, in essence, I just dance to the song Brian & Justin sang to me.
Contains: Brian_others, Justin_others. They grow old, they are always together for just as long as time allows, but, ultimately, they will die.
As someone wise once said, ‘In the end, it’s all about Brian and Justin’ and I can only agree
A Time From Now
Road Trip!! Road Trip!! Road Trip!!
Same Time - On a highway somewhere between Pittsburgh & New York
“Just one more hour and we will be in New York City,” Emmett said, while squirming, trying to find a comfortable position in the rented van‘s backseat. “Y’know, I do feel a little bad that he’s been there what…over six months? and we’re only now getting around to visiting, and given all the hot nightclubs he’s mentioned, seems wrong somehow.”
“And even this isn’t a pleasure trip, Em,” Ted said, adjusting the van‘s rearview mirror…again. “Remember why we’re going.”
“And anyway, he’s been busy, getting settled in, finding a studio, working on the commissions, being in all the right places and meeting all the right people or so he keeps saying’. Not to mention Rage,” Michael said, his feet resting on the passenger side dashboard. “He probably wouldn’t’ve had much time for us anyway, I’m just not looking forward to when he finds out Brian’s isn’t with us.”
“I knew when I heard that McCourt was on the line for him. Nothing satisfies some clients. We do some of our best work for him and still…bitch, bitch, bitch,” Ted said, lowering the driver side window to adjust the side view mirror. “And he only wants Brian. No one else will do. What I don’t understand is why Brian didn’t just call Justin or at least let me. He actually said --”
“Telling you to just ’stay out of it’,” Emmett finished, propping his knees against the back of Michael’s seat. “Easy for him to say --”
“Look,” Michael said, as he gazed defensively out the side window, “we’re almost there and, for whatever reason, Brian told Ted not --”
“There’s no ‘for whatever reason’, Michael, he has no reason,” Ted said, directing a look toward him, “except that he doesn’t want to deal with any shit from Justin right now, McCourt’s enough. He’ll deal with Justin the way he always does, once he gets him back to the loft.”
“Yeah right, why talk when you can suck and fuck your way to a healthy, happy relationship,” Emmett said, frowning when he realized that he sounded somehow both disdainful and wistful all at once, so he bounced his knees against the back of Michael‘s seat just to be annoying.
“Stop it, Emmett.” When he reluctant had, Michael said, “Anyway listen, did I tell you? It should only take another two months before we’ll finalize Hunter’s adoption --”
“Oh, honey, that’s fabulous, I thought it was gonna take a lot longer.” Emmett said.
“Yeah, so did we, but given all the special circumstances, they’re trying to move things along and --”
“I think we should have a celebration,” Emmett said, clapping his hands. “I’ll cater, free of charge, of course.”
“We could have it at ma’s,” Michael added, his gaze out the window now much less defensive and much more content. “She’d love that.”
And so the rest of the trip continued in much the same way. It was obvious when they arrived that Brian hadn’t called Justin. Ted covered for him, explaining the gravity of the situation with McCourt, Inc. and their exalted status in the hierarchy of Kinnetik clients. Justin only let his disappointment show for a little while. Once the crate was safely in the back of the van and once Emmett, Ted and Michael had had a little time to relax and look around his studio, only when they were finally back on the road, did he ask any questions and then only about everyone and everything else except Brian.
Later when discussing their adventure, Emmett, Ted and Michael would wonder if it wasn’t just a little strange how Justin had never ask about Brian, how even when they’d introduced him into the conversation, how Justin would seem anxious to change the subject. They wouldn’t reach any conclusions because this was, after all, Brian and Justin, whose relationship, as they saw it anyway, had pretty much redefined the definition of ‘strange‘.
Next Chapter: Brian and Justin suck and fuck their way to a healthy, happy relationship
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