I know this is really short and I am sorry.  I will try to write more next time.  Thanks to the betas CuJo and Mary.  Love you girls.  
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Brian was drinking his beer when Ted and Emmett stood next to him, one on each side. 

“Since when are you into petite blond twinks?”  Emmett asked with an arched brow.

“What?”  Brian asked looking at the tall flamboyant man.

“That’s what you been taking to the backroom,” Ted pointed out.

“Don’t you have a life of your own?”  Brian asked ignoring both of them.  “You worry about what the fuck you take to the backroom!”

Emmett and Ted looked at each other and then back at Brian.  The man didn’t look his usual vibrant self.  He just had a mix of anger and depression hanging over him.

“Brian, what’s wrong with you?”  Emmett asked.

“Fuck off,” Brian growled before he got up and moved away from them.

“What happen?”  Michael asked coming over with Ben and seeing the way Brian looked.

Ted shrugged.

“Brian, came back all…wrong,” Emmett said.

“What are you talking about?”  Michael asked.

“Well, before he used to take endless tricks into the backroom,” Ted said.  “Like tonight.”

“Right,” Michael said frowning.  They guys didn’t make any sense at all.

“And they would be brunets or dark haired.  Then he would come back and brag about it.  Tease me about it,” Ted said.  “Now…he’s just…”

“Depressed,” Emmett finished.  “And he’s fucking blonds only.  The really young ones.”

“What?”  Michael asked.  “He isn’t into twinks.”

Emmett shrugged and they all turned around to look at Brian that was currently dancing with a blond guy.  

“See it for yourself, Michael,” Ted nodded towards Brian.

Michael frowned and knew that something what was going with Brian.  He looked at Ben and smiled before he went to talk to his friend.

***

Michael knocked on the door and Brian opened it after a few seconds.  

“Hey,” Brian said and let his friend in.  Then he closed the door and went back to sitting at his desk trying to come up with ideas for a campaign.  

Michael thought about what he was going to talk to Brian.  Last night he hadn’t any luck since Brian had blown him off; good thing he didn’t gave up easy.  “How was your trip?”  He asked smiling.

“Okay,” Brian told him.

“Did you bring me anything?”  Michael asked smiling.

“Sure.  It’s in the bags somewhere,” Brian told him.

Michael nodded but didn’t move to look for it.  “So?”  

Brian looked up and Michael and stared.  “So what?” the brunet asked.

“What happened?”  Michael asked.

“Where?”  Brian asked frowning.

“On the trip,” Michael told him rolling his eyes.  He grabbed a chair and pulled it close to Brian.  He sat down and waited.

“Oh,” Brian said getting up.  “Not much.”

Brian got up and went into the kitchen.  He got a beer for him and one for Michael.  Michael got up and followed the brunet.  He took the beer that Brian handed him and studied his friend’s face.  He could see that something was bothering his friend.

“Are you going to tell me what happen?”  Michael asked.

Brian arched a brow as he looked at Michael.  He sighed and looked at the kitchen island.  “I met someone,” he whispered.

Michael swallowed hard and nodded.  “What happen?”  He couldn’t believe what Brian had just said.

“I blew it, Mikey,” Brian said sadly.  He put his beer on the counter and sighed.  Both of his hands were resting on the cold surface.

Michael frowned.  “Why don’t you call him?”  He suggested not sure if he was ready to let go of Brian.  He had always thought that he and the brunet would end up together somehow.

“Because I don’t have his number,” Brian told him.

“That’s pretty stupid,” Michael told him.

Brian glared at him.  Then sighed and nodded.

“I’m sorry.  So what happen?  How did you blew it?”  Michael asked.  “What’s his name?  Maybe we can find him.”

“I left.  I just picked up my things and left,” Brian muttered.  “Never mind, it doesn’t matter.”

Michael frowned.  “Let me guess.  He was blond,” Michael said and took a sip of his beer.

Brian just nodded.  “He was…different.  Now it’s too late.  It wouldn’t have work anyways,” Brian said.  “Jesus, listen to me talk.”

“There has to be a way to find him,” Michael said.

“I…I don’t want to,” Brian told him.  “Fuck this.  Let’s not talk about this.  Repeat it to anyone and you are so dead.”

Michael frowned.  “Mmmm, why can’t we find him?  Maybe he is thinking about you,” he took a sip of his beer and wondered if the world will end any minute now.  He smiled and knew that Brian had a right to be happy just like anyone else.

“Because I like my life just the way it is,” Brian told him.

Michael nodded and put his beer on the counter as well.  “So, if that is true.  How come you are taking this so hard?  Because to me.  It looks like you want more,” Michael told him.

Brian looked at Michael friend and frowned.  He didn’t know how to answer his friend.

***

Justin got out of the car and was not surprised by the news crews outside Daphne’s state.  He walked to the inside of the house as quickly as he could followed by his bodyguards.  When he was inside he found himself hugged tightly by Daphne.

“You are going to kill me,” Justin chocked out.

“Barely,” Daphne said laughing.

“I missed you, Daph,” Justin told her smiling.

“Me too,” Daphne said.  “Sorry, I couldn’t go visit you.”

Justin shook his head to let her know that she shouldn’t worry about it.

“What are you doing here?  You should be resting, Justin,” Daphne told him after pulling away from him completely.

“You are not going to believe it,” Justin said smiling.

“What’s that?”  Daphne asked as she took him by the arm and they walked to the living room.

“I met someone,” Justin told her.

“Oh,” Daphne said.  “What does he do?”

“He’s in advertising,” Justin told her.

“A regular Joe,” Daphne said smiling.  “That’s good.  More possibilities that he is sane.”

Justin laughed and shook his head.  “Not a chance in hell.  Brian is…complicated,” Justin said thinking about it.

Daphne arched a brow as they sat down.  “I want to know every singe detail,” Daphne told him.  “Where is he at?”

“Here in lovely Pittsburgh,” Justin told her smirking.  “Why do you think I came back here?”

Daphne smiled and nodded.  She knew there had to be a reason.  She wasn’t hurt.  She knew the busy schedule he had.  They always talked on the phone anyway.  “Now, tell me everything.”

Justin smiled and did.

***

Brian was coming out of the shower when he heard someone knocking on the door.  He grabbed the towel and dried off hoping that whoever it was would leave.  He got dressed and still someone was knocking on the door a few minutes in between.  He walked over to the door and opened it wondering if he was going insane or if Justin was really standing there.  

Justin smiled and came in giving Brian a kiss on the lips.  “Nice place,” he told the brunet who looked kind of stunned.

Brian closed the door slowly and a little confused.  “How do you know I live here?”  He couldn’t believe that Justin had found him.

Justin smiled and turned around to look at Brian.  “Everyone knows where Brian Fucking Kinney lives.”  

Brian opened his eyes wide.  “You…” he said but nothing else came out of his mouth.

“Know who you are?”  Justin asked smiling.  He licked his lips and nodded.

“And you think that we…” Brian said and this time Justin intervened.

“I don’t think.  I know that we can be together,” Justin smiled happily to see Brian almost out of words.

“Stop finishing my sentences,” Brian told him.  “And we can’t be together,” he swallowed hard as Justin just smiled widely.

“Why not?”  Justin asked.  “Time is not up yet.”

“Look Jus,” Brian said and then stopped when he took a good look at Justin.  He realized that Justin was holding a picnic basket.  He took a deep breath and was sure he was going to kick the blond out of his loft, literally, if Justin said they were going out on a picnic.  “What’s that?”  Brian asked.

Justin smiled and put it on the floor.  He took out a blanket and put it on the floor as well.

“What do you think you are doing?”  Brian asked.

“We are having a picnic,” Justin said taking out some fruit and a bottle of wine.  

“No we are not,” Brian told him after he had come out of his shock. 

Justin could still bewilder Brian sometimes.  “It will be fun,” he told him and then started stripping.  “You can use me as your plate,” he sat on the blanket once he was naked and crooked his finger so Brian would come to him.  

Brian watched in silence as his mouth watered at the sight in front of him.

“Come on!”  Justin said losing his patience.

Brain smirked and walked closer to Justin.  As soon as the brunet sat down Justin opened the bottle of champagne.

“Let’s celebrate,” Justin told him.

“What the hell are we celebrating?”  Brian asked as he grabbed the glass with the gold liquid.

“That we are here together,” Justin told him.  “And alive.”

Brian shook his head at Justin but drank nonetheless.  He put his glass down and grabbed Justin by the waist.  He pulled him closer and kissed him on the neck.  Justin wanted Brian so much.  He pulled back and helped Brian out of his clothes.  Naked, they both rubbed against each other.  Brian had his hands all over the blond.

“I can see you miss me,” Justin said smiling.

Brian pulled back and arched a brow.

“I know you are not a man of a lot of words.  I can read you,” Justin told him as a matter of fact.

Brian frowned.

“Wait until you taste the fruit,” Justin said taking a few things out of the basket.  He rearranged a couple of plates and then started to put fruit, cheese and crackers on them.  Just the things he liked and he knew Brian was more probable to eat.

“I’m not going to eat at this hour,” Brian told him.

Justin grabbed a strawberry and licked it.  He smiled at Brian and got on his knees before he offered the fruit to the brunet.

“No,” Brian told him.

“Just taste it,” Justin pleaded.

Brian frowned and did.

“Good?”  Justin asked feeding Brian.

Brian chewed on the piece of fruit and nodded.  Justin smiled and grabbed a grape and put it in his mouth.  He kissed Brian and pushed the fruit with his tongue into Brian’s mouth.  Brian smiled and took the offering.

“I forgot the cream,” Justin whispered.  “I guess we’ll have to make our own.”

Brian smirked and nodded.  They started kissing each other recklessly.  Justin pushed Brian on his back and got on top of him.

“You are so tense, Brian,” Justin told him.

“I’ve been working like crazy,” Brian told him.

“Turn around.  I want to give you a message,” Justin told him.

Brian nodded and turned around.  He sighed when he felt Justin’s hands working on his back.  It felt so good to let go of all the tension.  He felt like he was in heaven.  After a while Justin stared to kiss Brian’s back.  Then he started to nibble all over Brian’s back.  Justin moved a little so that he was sitting on Brian’s thighs.

“What are you doing?”  Brian asked with a smile.

Justin smiled.  “This is a picnic and I want to eat something.”  

Brian closed his eyes and bit his lower lip as he felt Justin’s tongue licking his crack.  Justin parted Brian’s ass cheeks and let his tongue do some exploring.

“Fuck,” Brian moaned when he felt Justin’s tongue circling his hole.

Justin smiled when he heard Brian.  He pulled away and grabbed the bottle of champagne.  He poured some of the liquid in Brian’s lower back and ass.  

“Jus,” Brian gasped as the cold liquid made contact with his skin.

Justin smiled and started to lick Brian’s skin.  Then once again his tongue was at Brian’s hole tasting the few drops that had gotten there.  He stiffened his tongue and penetrated the brunet.  Brian gasped and pushed against the blond.  He didn’t want to be in that position but with Justin he just couldn’t take his control back.  He loved what the blond was doing to him.  Justin held Brian by the hips so the brunet wouldn’t move so much.

“Justin,” Brian complained.  He wanted more and fast.  He wanted to feel Justin inside of him again.

Justin took the lube and a condom.  He prepared Brian amazed that Brian hadn’t stopped him.  When he pushed a third finger inside the brunet Brian was already moaning and gasping for air.   Justin lifted Brian onto his knees with his shoulder on the floor.  He put the condom on and then positioned his hard cock at Brian’s entrance.

“Ready?”  Justin asked.

Brian didn’t say anything.  He just pushed towards the blond.  Justin smiled and started to enter the brunet.  He went slowly until he was fully embedded inside Brian.  They moved hard and fast against each other.  Both bodies moving in unison knowing what a little squeeze here or a little moan there meant.

“Jus,” Brian gasped.

“I love fucking you,” Justin told him as he grabbed Brian by the hair.  He closed his eyes and let his forehead rest in between Brian’s shoulder blades.  He was trying to torture Brian by going slow but it was torture for him too.

Brian gripped the picnic mantle under him and pushed his hips again and again towards Justin.  “Move,” he grunted.

Justin smiled as his upper body moved back and both of his hands grabbed Brian’s hips.  He stared moving fast and knew that none of them would last any longer.  He grabbed the brunet’s cock and started to jerk him off.  He hammered inside of Brian without stopping for a second and in seconds he had Brian splashing his cum all over his chest.  Justin thrust a few more times inside the brunet and emptied his cum in the condom.

“That was great,” Brian muttered when Justin pulled out of him minutes later.

Justin smirked as he turned the brunet around and kissed him.  He moved to grab a strawberry and smiled at Brian.  He ran the fruit up and down in Brian’s chest which was covered in cum.  Then he brought it to his mouth and took a big bite.  Brian just watched him with lust in his eyes.

“De-li-ci-ous,” Justin said making sure to annunciate every syllable. 

Brian caressed Justin’s face and laughed.  He was so fucking happy that Justin had found him not that he was telling a soul.  That was something he would take to his grave.

***

Justin pulled out a box of the bags he had brought back from the mall.  He went in search of Daphne.  He found her in the backyard smelling some roses.  He smiled and walked over to her.

“Do you think Brian will like this?”  Justin asked giving her the box.

Daphne opened the box to find a Rolex.  “Well, he better,” she said and looked up at Justin.  “You really like this guy, don’t you?”

Justin smiled and nodded.

“So, have you talked to him?”  Daphne asked.

Justin nodded.  “He is not pushing me away.  He even let me fuck him…again.”  

Daphne smiled happy that things looked okay.

“We are going to see each other again,” Justin said smiling.

“That’s good,” Daphne told him.  “I guess he is not mad at you anymore.”

Justin shook his head.  “We talked about that,” he shrugged.  “We’ll be careful.  He doesn’t want to appear on newspapers or magazine or any other place.  He is really private.”

Daphne nodded understanding that some people were like that.  Her husband was just like that.  He didn’t mind that she appeared in every single magazine around the world, just as long as he wasn’t in it.

“You’ll see Daphne.  I am going to marry this guy.  Mark my words,” Justin said smiling as Daphne handed him the present he was going to give Brian.

Daphne looked at the blond and nodded.  She had known Justin all her life.  And there was still to be seen the day that Justin had failed at getting something he wanted.

***

“Hello, boys,” Brian said smiling as he put an arm on Emmett’s shoulder.  “How are your pathetic little lives?”

Ted rolled his eyes.

“Shut up, Brian,” Emmett said pushing the brunet away.  Then he arched a brow and looked at Brian.  He could definitely see a big change.  “Are you on drugs?  Oh no wait, you are.”

Brian smirked and ordered a beer.  He drank it and scanned the crowd.

“You are looking chipper,” Emmett frowned not sure what was going on with the brunet.

Brian turned to look at him and smirked.  “Whatever,” Brian told him as he looked around.  He smirked when he found something he liked and putting his beer down he went after the trick.

Emmett and Ted looked at each other.

“A brunet,” Ted whispered.

Emmett nodded not sure what was going on with Brian.  Michael and Ben arrived exactly when Brian was dragging the trick to the back room.

“Brian is back,” Ted said.

Michael frowned.  “He has been for a week.”

“That’s not what I mean,” Ted rolled his eyes.

“What do you mean?”  Michael asked.

“So, Brian is a schizo, huh?” Emmett asked as he looked at Michael.

Michael just frowned not sure what Emmett was talking about.   He looked at his friends and waited for an explanation.

“Something is up with him,” Emmett said.  “One day he is down in the dumps and now he is on cloud nine.”  

Michael shrugged and looked to where Brian had disappeared to.

“Everyone is allowed to be down once in awhile,” Ben told them.  “Is part of us being human.”

“Yes, but…it’s not like that,” Emmett said.  “Something is going on with Brian.”

Michael frowned.  He needed to find out what was going on with the brunet.  He needed to find out if Brian had found the man that he thought he’d lost.