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15 March 2007 @ 10:51 pm
QaF Fic "Through a Mirror, Darkly" Chapter 3 and news on cook  
So, I give you Chapter 3 of my fic. Feedback, no matter what it is, would make me feel much better right now!



This is about two parallel worlds. One which we know about and another that our Brian has found himself in. There will be a major character death in the other world - actually - there already has been. There is nothing squicky, per se. It's just a dark story. Our boys will still be together in the end and no, they won't be dead but very much alive - this is the best way I can think of to show once and for fucking all how much Brian Kinney wants to be with Justin Taylor. Just trust me but yes, this will get angsty.


Title: Through a Mirror Darkly
Chapter: 3
Pairing: Brian/Justin - duh!
Genre: Angst/Horror
Warnings: Character Death but not what you think.
Summary: Takes a strange turn at the end of Episode 217, when Brian goes to tell Justin about his new partnership.

Disclaimers: I don't own Cowlip or the boys - and I might not own my Expedition if I have to bail out my cook again!!!


Author's Note: For the purpose of this story - Justin never went on the trip to Vermont since Mikey was a good friend to BOTH Brian and Justin and convinced Justin to stay and wait for Brian.






Chapter 1
Chapter 2





Brian looked at the kid and after he finally found his voice addressed him. "So...who the fuck are you?"


Justin looked up at Brian with a confused expression. "Brian? Are you mad at me?"

All of a sudden, a million thoughts raced through his head. Was Brian mad at him for the way he acted before he went on the trip? Did he think he should have gone to Vermont without him? Did he fuck up by getting excited before he knew how the trip went? How did he possibly fuck up this time? "Brian?" Justin asked again while tugging on the older man's elbow.

Now that the kid was standing in front of him and not an anchor on his neck, Brian could take in the lithe form. He didn't normally dwell on the attributes of his conquests, which he couldn't really call this kid because he would have remembered fucking him, but there was something about the man that made him stop and take notice.

The boy was beautiful.

And he was sure he was a boy because he couldn't have been more than seventeen or eighteen. And the way the kid was standing in front of him now, looking for all the world as vulnerable as could be, his blue eyes pleading with him to say something, his full pouty lips quivering just so...

Brian shook his head clear. No matter how fine the specimen was before him, the fact still remained that there was a stranger standing in his living room. And Brian, thought much to his chagrin, one he hadn't even fucked yet.

"Look sonny boy, I'll ask the questions here," Brian replied angrily.

"Brian?" and Brian noted that that hurt expression was in the boy's eyes again. He almost, almost felt sorry for the kid. "Did the job fall through? Did it not go as it planned?"

Brian looked up from his wandering thoughts quickly. "What do you know about the job?"

Justin shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. "Just that Vance wanted you to pull some super client out of your ass and hand it to him on a silver platter. Is that it? Did you not get it? Are you mad because I didn't understand why..."

"Look, as I said before, I'll ask the questions." The kid looked at him and this time the hurt look in his eyes was replaced with something akin to anger and defiance. "First off, what the fuck are you doing in my loft? And how the fuck did you get in?"

"What?" Justin started.

"Oh, I get it," Brian said while massaging his temple and pacing back and forth. "I give the key to Mikey while I'm away and he's entertaining tricks up here. Well, listen, this is my place and you can't just stay here."

"Mikey? What the fuck? Ewww...gross, Brian," Justin said disgustedly and walked away.

"Yeah," Brian said while thinking it over again, "you and Mikey - that does seem absurd but you never know." Brian shrugged, "if enough drugs are involved..."

"Brian! What is this shit? This," Justin screamed, "this is why I stayed? I should have gone to fucking Vermont. God! I wish I never listened to Mikey! He told me it would be nice if I was here when you came back..."

"I knew it!" Brian yelled making Justin jump back a few steps. "So you do know Mikey and he's responsible for this."

"Of course I know Mikey! What! What is your fucking problem? What are you fucked up on?" Justin yelled back.

"Hey kid, I am not the one standing in a strange man's loft. What are you fucking on? And another thing..."

"Oh, oh," Justin stuttered, "first off, stop calling me kid. I think we're way passed the stage of you pretending to forget to know what my name is. Second off, I am not the one on any drugs and third off, you got the 'strange' man's loft down right. I have never....never seen you act this 'strange' before. Well, I have, but it was usually after you took some shit Anita passed off to you which brings me back to, what the fuck are you on?"

Brian looked at the kid again, who by this time was getting very agitated. And he found himself getting slightly turned on. What the hell. He would find out what the boy's story was, have some play time with the lad and then berate Mikey for it later.

"So," Justin sighed. "Did you get it? Did you get what you wanted in Chicago?" Justin asked in defeat. He was pretty sure Brian had not succeeded and had done some major pain management before he got to the loft. That could be the only explanation for his odd behavior.

"Oh that? Yeah, I got it," Brian said and smiled smugly. "Say hello to Vance's new partner?"

Justin looked up suddenly. He then smiled and then did what always seemed to come naturally to Justin when he was surprised by something the older man did. He jumped on Brian and started planting kisses all over his face.

Brian noted this was where he had come in. Of course, this time around, at least not having been taken completely by a surprise attack, he found himself quite enjoying it. The kid was all arms and legs and lips and it felt kind of...nice.

"I knew you could do it Brian!" Justin continued to kiss the man. "I just knew it." He then looked up at Brian and smiled again.

Brian smiled back. Okay, he thought, maybe he wouldn't berate Mikey too harshly for it later on. In fact, he actually thought it was rather considerate of his boyhood friend to supply him with a trick for his homecoming. He needed to thank the man later for his thoughtfulness, and compliment him on his exquisite taste.

Even if the boy was slightly touched in the head.

Of course, Brian did have his moral standards when it came to fucking the mentally challenged. So maybe the kid wasn't quite touched. More like, unstable. And of course Brian had no moral standards whatsoever about fucking those who were unstable.

He looked at the kid as he walked over to the kitchen, providing a very nice view of the boy's backside.

Yes, Brian thought, unstable...not touched.

"So...you going to help me celebrate?" Brian asked, his most winning smirk planted on his face.

"What did you have in mind," Justin asked, everything that had happened before momentarily put on the back burner. Everything was always put on the back burner when it came to having mind blowing sex with Brian Kinney.

Brian smiled down at the boy and then told him to get into the bedroom. As Justin was leading Brian to the stairs that would lead them to the bed, Brian noticed the desk again. "What's with the computer? And all the stuff?"

Justin stood there staring at Brian. "Do you want me to move the desk Brian?"

Brian snorted. "Yeah, that would be good."

"Where?" Justin asked as he looked around the loft.

"I don't know," Brian said while shaking his head. "Someone else's place? Who's is it anyways?"

Justin once again found himself in a position he had gotten used to as the night's events unfolded - standing and staring at Brian, wondering what had happened to the man to make him act so oddly.

Brian watched as the kid stormed off in search of something. He looked on all the tabletops and over in the kitchen. Brian noticed how comfortable the kid seemed in his loft. "What are you looking for?"

"My sketchpad. You've got me so mad right now, I need to do some sketching." Brian was about to say something that would probably put any play time in further jeopardy when the boy suddenly bent over to look under the couch.

Brian kept his mouth shut as he took in the view - trying to make sure he didn't drool in front of his temporary house guest.

"Found it!" Justin exclaimed. Justin sat down on the couch and opened his sketchbook. He couldn't take it anymore. Brian was acting so weird and he just needed to start putting something to paper before he completely lost it and said something that would just make Brian even more combative. As he started to draw an outline and then started to fill it in, aware the whole time of the ever watchful eyes which seemed to be glued to him from the entryway, his hand started to shake and then a full on tremor racked his whole hand. "Fuck!" Justin shook his hand out. Of all the times for this to happen, Justin thought.

"What's wrong with your hand? Brian asked.

Justin looked up. "Is that some kind of joke?"

Brian shook his head. "I just noticed you lost control. You're not a junkie, or a recovering one, are you?"

Justin stared back at Brian, his mouth hanging open.

"No?" Brian said. "I didn't think so." Brian looked up again. "An epileptic?"

Justin closed his mouth and glared at the man standing before him. He then slammed the sketchpad on the couch. "I'm going out," Justin said as he went to retrieve his coat. He had a problem trying to get into his jacket, after which he gave up and went to the door deciding he would prefer the cold of the outside than to the sudden chill of the loft.

"Hey, where are you going?" Brian asked. This was not going according to plan. Sure there was a strange kid in his home, sure the loft seemed to be in some sort of chaos, but at least he could get something out of it.

"I'm going out. I heard the guys were at Woody's tonight. I'll go see them there. You...you...can go to...I don't care," Justin said as he got to the door.

Brian stood in front of the door. "Fine. Whatever. Just, take that computer and shit with you."

"Why?"

"Because if you don't, I'll drop kick it all, including that very expensive piece of hardware, into the street via the window."

"Go ahead! You bought it for me!"

Justin then turned around and headed down the stairs.

"Oh yeah?" Brian yelled down the stairs to the kid's retreating back. "No fucking way. I would never buy anything for a trick, especially one I haven't even fucked yet!" Brian tried to get his emotions back under control. He wanted to go back inside and hole himself up. Maybe call in for a trick via the net. Maybe head out to Babylon and it's backroom.

Instead he found himself putting on his jacket and heading for Woody's, telling himself the whole way there in his Jeep that he was going there to catch up with the guys and most definitely not chasing after a piece of blond-boy ass. A very intriguing, yet unstable, piece of blond boy ass to be precise.

Maybe along the way he could give the kid a ride.


And in that other dimension


"Um, no Brian, you didn't, but this is really spooky," Emmett said. "Because Ted did pick someone up that same night that fits that description."

Somewhere deep in the recesses of Brian's brain, he hoped to fucking God that that was a fucking joke.



"Please tell me, I did not hear you correctly Teddy," Brian said, his heart feeling heavier the more he found out about his current situation.

"Emmett and I were at Babylon that night while you guys were at the hospital. As we were coming out, we had decided to get a quick bite at the diner. Then I saw this kid standing under a street light. I asked him where he was headed," Teddy said but was then interrupted by Brian.

"Please tell me he didn't say 'no where special,'" Brian said.

"No. He just said he wasn't sure. He said he shouldn't even be here," Teddy continued. "I asked him if he wanted to go home with me..."

"Oh God, I'm gonna be sick," Brian said.

"Brian?" Mikey asked.

"He said 'sure' and then he got in the car, I said good-night to Emmett, who by the way was telling me that maybe that wasn't something I wanted to deal with," Ted scoffed.

"He was right," Brian said, a hint of jealousy edging his voice. Ted was taken aback for just the slightest moment.

"I drove for awhile and then he said he couldn't do this and would it be alright if I drove him home," Ted finished.

"And you did, right?" Brian asked.

Ted chuckled. "Fuck Brian, no, I took him home and made him my boy toy for the night. You know how I am about non-consensual sex."

Brian turned a few shades pale.

"Brian," Teddy said, "that was a joke. Of course I took him home," Ted said while shaking his head. "Sweet kid. Never got his name though."

"Justin. His name was...is Justin," Brian said with what could only be described as fondness in his voice.

"Hear that Ted?" Mikey said while laughing. "Brian here can't even remember the names of his own tricks, but he remembers the name of one of yours." And with that all three men, except Brian, started laughing.

"Actually," Emmett said conspiratorially, "technically speaking, he wasn't really one of Teddy's tricks."

"Thank you, thank you very much for that wonderful reminder," Teddy deadpanned.

Brian was trying to process all the information that he was receiving. He knew that whatever happened to him, this was not some bad trip.

This was not some dream.

What had happened to him since the night he met Justin was real and was never imagined. If this was some kind of fucked up version of It's a Wonderful Life and someone on high was playing with him, he at least knew one thing.

There was and is a Justin.

Obviously, Ted had picked up Justin that fateful night instead of Brian. Brian, for the first time since he walked into the loft after he got off the plane, had hope. He would find Justin - and then try to make whatever got fucked up right again.

He had to.

As he was turning around to address Mikey and the guys, a man was standing in the way. A man he thought he would never have to see again.

"So now that you're partner, Kinney, how are you going to get my job back?"

Brian looked at the man. He didn't need this now. He opened his mouth and let the only words he could think of come out.

"Hello Kip."



TBC




Feedback is welcome - whether you liked it or didn't like or you just want me to go back to writing cannibal!fic
 
 
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Hannah: QAF Gus OMGherberta2006 on March 16th, 2007 06:08 am (UTC)
Oo...I hope Kip is the one who dies. That would be fantastic.
Maria: B/J cha cha chaslave_o_spike on March 16th, 2007 06:16 am (UTC)
It would, wouldn't it?

But I wouldn't have even put the warning in for him.

Thanks for the fb!
Alix Strangeagneson9 on March 16th, 2007 06:10 am (UTC)
Oh oh oh. Someone right the world. I'm off kilter.

And I was wondering if Brian and Justin call Michael 'Mikey' that much.
Maria: BJ cuddleslave_o_spike on March 16th, 2007 06:15 am (UTC)
It's even harder writing it with how askew it is right now. :P

And yeah - you got me on that one. I think Brian calls Michael Mikey but I don't think Justin does.

I think I'm having an out-of-fic experience where I keep calling Michael Mikey in my other fic.

I will refrain from using that term so much.
bodleianbodleian on March 16th, 2007 08:16 am (UTC)
OK, I think that I am a bit confused here. Obviously I need to reread. In chapter 2 Mikey doesn't know who Justin is but, in chapter 3, Justin does know about Mikey. Or is this a Mikey/Michael problem. I'll reread tomorrow when my brain is reattached to my body. I am still liking this - a lot!
Maria: B/J cha cha chaslave_o_spike on March 16th, 2007 09:15 pm (UTC)
If you haven't re-read yet, it's more of a parallel universe. The one that you see at the beginning of this chapter is OUR Justin and is canon. This is the Brian from the parallel world who has switched places with OUR Brian, who at the end of this chapter, is in the parallel world.

See?

(Could you explain it to me?)
(no subject) - bodleian on March 16th, 2007 10:02 pm (UTC) (Expand)
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amtamburoamtamburo on March 16th, 2007 08:22 am (UTC)
I knew there was a reason why I checked my lj one last time tonight! I could sense it!

Wow... poor Brian... er... Brian's? hmmm dang talk about messed up! This story is so good! Just love it...

Can't wait to see what happens next, and how Kip figures into all this.

BTW... I have a bad feeling that I know who dies/died in the alt. uni. I am hoping that I am wrong... but... I fear that I am not.

Angi
Maria: Brian scaredslave_o_spike on March 16th, 2007 09:17 pm (UTC)
Well, I can't spoil anything here.

And yeah - (re Kip) if there was no Justin in the parallel world (a Justin who met Brian), then it would stand to reason that things from S1 and S2 would be different.

This takes the idea, what if in the parallel world, Brian had his phone on that day.

Glad you're enjoying and thanks for the fb!
Alexanderashmedai on March 16th, 2007 09:11 am (UTC)
It gets curiouser and curiouser - yes I'd say I'm hooked, the updates are the first thing on my F-page I read. Can't wait for the next one! :D

My cook, Jim, might be in jail again! **face-palm** - not again!
Maria: B/J cha cha chaslave_o_spike on March 16th, 2007 09:18 pm (UTC)
Jim is out now! Yay!!!!

He did go to jail yesterday, then they kept him overnight and he went to court this morning and they let him out. *phew*

And thanks for the fb!
rosa: brian/justinrosacurry on March 16th, 2007 09:56 am (UTC)
oohmygod, I am loving this story. it is beyond awesome, and I want more, now!
Maria: B/J cha cha chaslave_o_spike on March 16th, 2007 09:19 pm (UTC)
Wow! Thanks for the great fb!

More to come soon!
Lisabrianswalk on March 16th, 2007 10:49 am (UTC)
At least Brian is still Brian-like in both dimensions; horny, protective.

As much as I like Ted, I must say phew! in regards to Ted/Justin.

And Kip? Can't stand him. Make him go away now. Thanks.
Maria: B/J ILUslave_o_spike on March 16th, 2007 09:21 pm (UTC)
The dimension could be the 'donut-dimension' where everything was in the shape of a donut and Brian would still be horny! :P

And yeah - I couldn't do that to my readers (Ted/Justin - there would be rioting!!)

Kip - well, he's just one of those nuisances - remember, things would be different in S1 and S2 because of no Justin.

Thanks for the fb!
singlewoman: Galesinglewoman on March 16th, 2007 12:30 pm (UTC)
I am glad you are updating so quickly. I do like this story.

Oh, Kip...can we send him to meet Sweeny Debbie? Put him in a cage next to Ethan?

Yay for Ted being the gentleman and taking Justin home.

Everyone is still very much in character, even though they are in two different dimensions.
Maria: BJ Guh Showerslave_o_spike on March 16th, 2007 09:24 pm (UTC)
I still have to keep the characters IC - however, they will vary slightly.

And yeah - I might have to have Kip make an appearance over at the homestead in my other universe. Hee hee...

And I love Ted too much to have him be the one to bed Justin - I know that came out weird, but it would make it hard for everyone to like him if he was the one, ya know?

*points to your icon*

God, he looks good there!
Doriantdorian on March 16th, 2007 12:51 pm (UTC)
I LOVE this !!! We have a famous movie in France called "smoking, no smoking" which is kind on the same theme. Same people (almost) in different possible lives with a twist at a crucial moment in time.I love these "what if " stories so right now i'm clapping my hands ! I've read your first three chapters yesterday evening and they're really good.I love the "two" Brians and i can't wait to meet the second Justin...Great work.
Aida
Maria: BJ Stayslave_o_spike on March 16th, 2007 09:26 pm (UTC)
Now I have to check out that 'Smoking, No Smoking' movie. I'll check the foreign movie section at my rental store (I go to the one in Seattle because he has like a gagillion movie titles).

Thank you for the wonderful fb!

Stay tuned...
critic75critic75 on March 16th, 2007 12:55 pm (UTC)
I think I'm suffering from OCD, I find I HAVE to read this story.
Maria: B/J ILUslave_o_spike on March 16th, 2007 09:28 pm (UTC)
So, when reading my fics - do you have to keep them from touching each other and in a straight line?

:)

Thank you darlin!
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Maria: B/J ILUslave_o_spike on March 16th, 2007 09:29 pm (UTC)
Perfect? Why thank you!

Hope to have more very soon!

It will start to get creepy though soon enough.
beth23beth23 on March 16th, 2007 02:19 pm (UTC)
Wow I am really enjoying this.
Maria: BJ Guh Showerslave_o_spike on March 16th, 2007 09:30 pm (UTC)
Yay! Thank you!
Sorcha: Gale chestsorcha5 on March 16th, 2007 02:54 pm (UTC)
Interesting/frustrating...but really like the premise and curious as to how this will all jell !
Maria: BJ cuddleslave_o_spike on March 16th, 2007 09:31 pm (UTC)
Frustrating as in 'poor Justin - no one knows him' or frustrating as in 'the flow is kind of strange and hard to follow?'

I ask because I think someone else was having that problem.

Thank you and hope you enjoy as you read along!
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Rena: Bad Hairelyxer on March 16th, 2007 03:10 pm (UTC)
Okay Cookie tells me I have to read this, so I read it and now I'm hooked. I need to kill someone...LOL. I try not to read too many WIPs at once makes my head hurt waiting around. Great job! I'm dying here!
Maria: B/J cha cha chaslave_o_spike on March 16th, 2007 09:33 pm (UTC)
First off - LOVE that icon.

That cat almost looks human.

So I hooked another one, huh? Well, thanks for the fb and please try to stay alive for the duration of the fic! :)
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sonofabiscuit77: Justin confusedsonofabiscuit77 on March 16th, 2007 03:42 pm (UTC)
you just want me to go back to writing cannibal!fic

I adore your cannibal fic, but this one is proving just as inspired! I have seen this sort of body-swap / Alternate universe idea done in other things - X-files and of course Buffy spring to mind and it's always so much fun to watch so I'm already hooked. I love the way you're going with this - the twists in canon - the two versions of Brian, it has potential to be really incisive as regards his character and of course it's already as funny and witty as ever.
Maria: B/J ILUslave_o_spike on March 16th, 2007 09:35 pm (UTC)
I think it's been a month since I updated the cannibal!fic and I feel guilty (excedpt for the snippets I wrote).

Anywho - let's not use the 'body-swap' phrase here because, I did that one already. But yeah - parallel universe is the only way to explain this one.

Already funny and witty - good and thank you! Because all too soon it will get a bit creepier and creepier. I need to keep the humor in check.

And the twists in canon will be fun and provide lots of insightful!Brian.

Thanks again!