"Don’t hold out on us" Emmett chimed, plopping down on the sofa beside Michael. "I want to know every little detail. How is Toronto?" "Beautiful" Michael smiled. "We love it there. You guys really need to come and see the house." "Well from all the pictures you guys send us, we really feel like we are there with you," Lindsay said. "It’s so great that you three are happy." "It’s freaking sweet!" Hunter said. Michael nodded. "Hunter’s in school. He’s doing great." "Great job baby" Debbie said. "What about you, Michael?" Melanie asked. "Have you found a new location for the store?" "I actually... I have." Michael smiled. The comic store had always been his passion. It had been a sad day when he locked the doors at Red Cape Comics for the last time. Ben had already secured a job at a University in Toronto and Hunter was enrolled in school. Only Michael hadn’t found employment by the time they moved. "I’ve found a small shop... cheap. It needs a lot of work but it’s gonna be perfect." "You’re really all set up there" Melanie said. "Yeah. More or less. All I really had left to do was get dates from Justin to work out the next issue of Rage." "Good luck on that one now," Ted laughed. "He and Brian are going to be on the eternal honeymoon." "How is that different from now?" Michael laughed. "Brian’s different, Michael" Lindsay said. "It was like something in him just... changed. Something clicked in his head." "Just over the past six months?" Ben said. "I’d love to know the reasoning behind that." "Ours is not to wonder why, sweetie," Emmett sang. He paused. "OK, well I guess it is, but we’ll never know." "The great mysteries of life." Ted added as the room grew silent for a moment. "So I say... we should reintroduce you boys to Liberty Avenue. We know ya’ve been gone a while, but the thumpa thumpa’s still the same." He looked at Hunter. "Sorry baby" "We’ll take Hunter back home with us," Melanie said. "Sure," Lindsay added. "We can get something to eat. You guys go have a good time." The girls smiled. "Go on." >>>>>> Justin smiled softly as he sat naked, cross legged in a chair about fifteen feet from the bed. The light from the setting sun was gone now, so Justin relied on a small lamp to brighten his view. A once blank piece of sketch paper sat on his lap and he twirled the pencil between his fingers as he admired the bare body that lay before him. Justin’s hand still seized at intervals from the bashing years before, but he was inspired. He had to draw. Brian was in a deep sleep. Deeper than Justin had ever seen, which made it even easier for him to capture on paper the beauty that was Brian Kinney. Justin let his pencil dance across the paper, sketching the contours, getting so completely sucked into it that he hadn’t noticed Brian awaken. "What’s this?" Brian asked, getting up out of bed. He sauntered over to Justin, looking over his shoulder. "Last time I checked... it was you." Justin smiled as he put the finishing touches on the portrait. Before placing the tablet and pencil down on the small table beside him. He stood, turning to walk to the refrigerator, Brian admiring his tight, bare ass as the younger man swung the doors open, pulling out a bottle of water. Justin turned with the bottle, silently offering it to Brian, who shook his head. "Do you want to go out?" Justin asked, taking a long swig of the Evian before replacing the bottle. "I was thinking of staying in" Brian said, leaning over the counter top, picking up about six pieces of fruit from the bowl, but not biting any of them. "You haven’t been out in a week," Justin whined, but wore a smile. "Don’t tell me you’re complaining," Brian said, moving around the island to where Justin stood, only inches from his face. His arms wrapped around Justin’s waist tightly grasping his ass, pulling him up, pressing his tongue into his mouth. "You’re not complaining." Justin was silent for a long moment, a lazy smile appearing on his face. "I’m not complaining." he said, slowly pulling back from Brian. "I just... think we should get a little different activity tonight besides... fucking our brains out." "You mean in addition to." Brian corrected, finally biting into an apple. He stood, watching Justin. "In addition to" Justin smirked. "How stupid of me." He kissed Brian deeply. "Go," Brian slapped Justin’s ass, smirking. "Go get dressed. As much as we’d love it, we aren’t walking down Liberty Avenue bare assed." Justin kissed him again. "Alright, don’t get all lezzie on me. Go." Justin smiled, stepped away from him to put on some clothes. Little did either of them know that they would soon come face to face with their past.