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!
“I am so nervous. I mean it’s the Backstreet Boys we’re talking about here. Oh Lordy. I should just back out of this.” The young man confided in his friend.“You know you can’t do that. You already signed a contract.” Amanda told her friend Angel.
“I must have been crazy when I said that. There’s no way I can spend 4 months in close proximity to the hottest men to ever walk earth.
“Well don’t think about it that way. Just think of them as mentors, inspirations, and fellow performers. Besides, it’s not like anything could happen between y’all anyway.” Amanda said continuing painting her nails.
“Gee thanks, Mandy!” Angel said, letting his voice show the drop in his mood Amanda’s comment had made.
“I’m sorry honey but it’s true. I mean, everyone knows Kevin and Nick are very happily married. Howie and AJ have been dating for a couple of years now. And brother Brian is straight and married to that bitch… oops… I mean Leigh Anne.”
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“Brian, kick out with the left leg not the right and try to slow down a bit; the choreography is not meant to be that quick.” Fatima told the young man that just stared at the floor as he nodded.
“Alright, let’s try this again guys. From the top.” Fatima said and the music began playing for what seemed the tenth millionth time.
The guys moved in complete unison this time and to Fatima, it was a beautiful sight.
“Okay, I guess we’re done for today. Y’all got it down. See you guys tomorrow for the last run through and sound check and then of course, the first show.”
Everyone sighed in relief and proceeded to pick up their bags and towels. Just then, the young man that was to be their opening act for the last leg of the Black and Blue World Tour walked in with his choreographer.
“Hey Angel!” Fatima instantly greeted him. “What are you doing here?”
“Wade over here,” He said and elbowed the man next to him. “He wants me to go through everything again on my own. He wants to watch me alone so he can pick me apart and tell me how imperfect I am.”
“I am not going to do that.” Wade Robson defended himself with a mock look of indignation.
“Yeah… okay.” Angel replied, the sarcasm overflowing in his tone. “Anyway, are you done here?” He asked Fatima.
“Yeah. We’re all done. But hold on a sec, I want you to meet the guys.”
“Okay.” He verbally responded but mentally was a whole ‘nother story. ‘Oh my God! Hot sweaty Backstreet Boys. I know I’m thinking like a teenybopper but shit! It’s Backstreet Boys!’ He thought.
Soon the five men stood before him, wiping their faces and bodies with their towels and he found his ability to breathe was being threatened. He shook all their hands and remained calm for the most part. He immediately froze when his hand touched Brian’s.
He looked up and met Brian’s eyes and he couldn’t believe the amount of pain in them. Seeing that much hurt, hurt him deeply. He cared so much about Brian. You could even say he loved Brian even though they hadn’t met before this point. Many of his friends had told him that he was crazy to think what he felt was real but he knew for a fact that it was. And because he loved Brian, he only wanted happiness for him. Seeing the opposite was true pained him.
Brian held on to Angel’s hand for a bit longer then looked away shyly and let go as Angel did the same. Fatima caught this and smiled to herself. This was going to be quite a tour.
“Do you mind if we hang around to see you rehearse?” The tall dark and oh so damn handsome man asked Angel.
“Oh Lordy. I’m going to be nervous as heck but y’all can watch.”
“Good.”
After a few stretches, Wade and Angel stood side by side as Fatima turned the music at a blasting volume. Immediately and in complete synchronization, the choreography was executed with grace and bit of flirtatious feel.
Once the song was over, they continued dancing onto the next track. After that song, they stopped and hugged each other laughing.
“Wow! You guys are good. Well obviously Wade, you’re awesome but you…” Fatima said looking at Angel, “surprised me.”
“Um… gee thanks!” Angel said displaying mock hurt.
“You know what I mean!”