Title : The Truth Beneath the Rose Pairing : Brian, hints at Brian/Nick, Brian/AJ + Rating/warnings : PG-13ish I suppose. No real warning, except this is AU, and I may be abusing not one, but two boybands... giving me the extra time I needed to finish up my story without me stressing myself into early retirement! Lastly, I hope my NSYNCers aren't completely OOC! They kinda just came to me that way!

The heavy winds were slamming the shutters against the wall, whipping the rain along with them. Thunder could be heard in the distance, and every now and then the sky would light up for a second or...he had seen. The person standing over the other had been pointing a gun down. And with that realization came another. The flashes of light. The popping sound. He had just witnessed a murder.

The day started like any other. Having gone to bed some time in the middle of the night, again, Brian Littrell once again barely resisted the urge to throw his alarm clock through the room, and settled...the person stepped off the subway, imaged flashed before his eyes as the doors closed, and in his head he could hear a sharp noise, clear as day, as the subway moved towards the next stop. ´BANG!´

A lot can happen in the space between two seconds. Laughter filled the room, as three small children were playing, the entire family gathered to celebrate. His eyes shone blue from the sunlight...next to him, and now put his arm around Brian´s shoulder, hugging him closer. “What did you see?” he asked, and everyones eyes turned to Brian, no one saying a word, just waiting for his answer.

This was not the first time something like this had happened. This was the not the first time he had come running into the bar because he had seen something too terrible, too horrible, or too sad...with a smile. “And that´s not all,” he continued, “I know which restaurant they went to, and I´m pretty sure I´ll recognize anything they touched, or at the very least, find the table they sat at!”

When they returned to the bar, everyone else were there waiting for them, and by the looks of it, Chris had already been helpful and told everyone what was going on. They were seated at one of the...and AJ had to get back to work, this was usually their busiest hours, and Howie pulled up a stool and waved for Sam to get him a new beer, and this time, he was actually planning on drinking it.

On the way back from the restaurant the four of them walked in silence, no one feeling like they had anything to say that could make this situation seem better than it was. This had been their best...around, and in met my shaking heads all around. “So, go home and get some?” AJ asks, and Brian smiles in return. “Probably a good idea. Meet back here in an hour and then head over to the club?”

They arrived at the Eclipse a little after six, following Chris' sketchy directions and religiously using the GPS map function on Howie's cell phone. Walking past the front entrance, noting that the...in the other one. As the cab started to move, Brian could hear sirens in the background, and as they drove down the street a whole fleet of flashing blue lights passed by them, heading the other way.

Brian woke up to find himself lying on the couch in the back room at the BoneDry, his friends scattered in various uncomfortable looking positions around the room, Joey being the only one who looked... not quite sure he wanted to know the answer. They all looked at each other, raised eyebrows and smirks all around. “I got it,” Nick said, his face one large grin. “Brian Littrell. Gay psychic!”

My bittybang , part four. Art by pensnest . Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Park Guy 4 Justin's life sucks . This, driving home Friday night with a single glass of whiskey...in bed. "Fate," Lance says, resting his chin on the top of Justin's head. "Maybe, anyway. What do you think?" Fate. Maybe. Justin smiles, nuzzles Lance's chest, and doesn't say anything at all