Maria (slave_o_spike) wrote,

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QaF Fic "Through a Mirror, Darkly" Chapter 1

Okay, here's the beginning of that horror story I was talking about. It's not crack. It's angst. That doesn't mean that it's not Brian/Justin and that it won't have a happy ending.

Also, it's not horror as in blood and guts and slasher type horror, but more of a supernatural type horror - Twilight Zone like.

Under the cut is a spoiler warning. If you want to know how bad this is - then read this. If you trust me, then go ahead and read at your own risk.

Have I ever steered you wrong? Okay, I mean, I know I put Sap in the sausage and had Justin eat him - but come on! Did I let Mikey get eaten by the piranha? Oh sure - I still had them take out his spleen, but Cowlip actually did that!

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: 1
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 - now in a parallel world....

Brian got off the plane that brought him home to the Pitts, a slight skip in his step and a smirk firmly planted on his face, knowing that he had Vance in a corner and there was nothing his new boss could do about it.

He tried the word 'Partner' out on his lips a few times, ignoring the stares of passersby. He envisioned being introduced to their new clients, Vance no doubt having to choke on the words, 'Yes, and this is my partner, Brian Kinney.'

Brian had to laugh at the ironic turn that line would take when Vance would have to utter those words. Of course he had to laugh again at the sheer audacity of anyone saying the word 'partner' and 'Brian Kinney' in the same sentence. Which of course, brought him back to Justin.

All things led back to Justin.

Brian had known he had been a bit of an asshole to the kid lately. The whole fiasco with the kid's birthday, him pissing on his art, which he still refuses to admit why exactly that bothered him - Brian Kinney really did not do jealousy. But there was something about the fact that when he walked in his loft and found Mikey's hand on Justin, even knowing that nothing could or would have happened, but just knowing that Mikey was getting to share something so intimate with Justin, just...well, it just irked him.

There was a brief moment, very brief, but it was still there, that Brian Kinney, Mr. No Regrets himself, had wished he had never met one Mr. Michael Novotny.

And then the moment was gone and he just felt rage - and how apropros was that - to be pissing on his very image, his very likeness. His alter-ego was aptly named.

So with everything going on, he had decided to get Justin something. A week away in Vermont - no school, no ad campaigns, no guys, no Babylon, no Woodys. It would be ridiculously romantic. Brian cringed when he thought about the term 'ridiculously romantic' and filed it away, in a file that went into a drawer in a cabinet that was locked with ten different locks and the cabinet was encased in cement and left at the bottom of the Pacific Ocean.

Of course, things not always going quite as he planned, that stupid fucker Marty sold the agency and put Vance in charge, which made it so he had to protect his job and do something drastic because without that job, there would be no nice loft, no nice things in the loft and no school tuition and as much as he was loathe to admit it to anyone, that thought out of everything else just...irked him.

There were always things about Justin that irked him. Things he didn't want to admit. Things that made him wonder what happened to the Brian Kinney he knew before the night Gus was born. Before he met a kid under a streetlight who...

And that's when Brian shut down again and put those feelings in another file in another drawer in another cabinet that was buried somewhere deep and dark, possibly the Mariana Trench.

Brian arrived at Vanguard, relishing with glee what the scenario would be when he confronted Vance with his news.

Brian had walked out of Vanguard with that same skip and smirk again, loving the gobsmacked look on ole Vance's face. He remembered passing Cynthia on his way out as well, the look of triumph and new found respect on her face making Brian smile all the more. There were not many people he could trust in his corporate world, but he knew he could always trust Cynthia. No matter whatever happened, she would be there for him and he would be there for her.

As he reached the loft, he once again imagined all the different scenarios that would materialize in the next few minutes. Only this time they were concerning one blond and were much more satisfying. He thought about what would happen when he wandered into the loft and greeted Justin with his good news - about the kid running and jumping into his arms, planting kisses all over his face. That left a huge smile on his face.

Another scenario showed him coming home to an empty loft because Justin decided that maybe he should go on the trip to Vermont anyway. Although that scenario was probably more likely and left Brian thinking that he could understand the kid for wanting to do that, it still left him with an uneasy feeling in the pit of his stomach.

This of course, caused him to park the Jeep quickly and run up the stairs two at a time, and then pulling the loft door open with a slightly expectant and nervous force.

"Hey Sunshine! Come congratulate me," Brian said as he held the champagne bottle and threw his coat on the couch. "Your partner," Brian said smugly, "just made partner."

That uneasy feeling washed over Brian once again. The diner! He must be at the diner, working, Brian thought. Yeah, that was it.

After Brian had checked the diner and didn't see Justin, he walked over to Woody's and saw the guys. Of course, you couldn't miss them, what with that hideous pink feathery coat Emmett was wearing.

Brian ran up to the guys, bouncing still, not being able to contain his excitement, waiting to see Justin's face when he told him about being made partner.

"Look who it is," Mikey said.

"Oh, hiya stranger," Emmett said while taking his sunglasses off.

"Huh - the face looks familiar," Ted remarked.

"Shut the fuck up," Brian replied.

"Unfortunately the voice sounds the same," Ted responded.

Brian ran up to Mikey and kissed him on the lips.

"When did ya get back?" Mikey asked smiling.

"A few of hours ago," Brian replied excitedly. "Where's Justin?"

Ted looked over at Brian and scoffed.

Emmett looked at Brian questioningly. "Who's Justin?"


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