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N-Zee looked at the club. Beside him Mickey was looking everywhere but the club. He was looking for anything that might mean trouble. And in this part of town, trouble could mean life and death for them.

For a Star, being in the Lions part of town were considered suicidal, at least when it came to Mickey and N-Zee and Mickey's automatic. Lions and Stars weren't exactly friends.

"How much longer" Mickey says, looking at him. N-Zee stares at him. Mickey knows they can't leave. Not after what happened last night.

He had been worried when the Backstreet Boys decided to leave, as it was getting late, and if you took a wrong turn back there you would be in trouble. So he decided to follow them, along with Mickey.

It had taken him some time to get Mickey, so when he came out the boys were already running the right way, with four of the minor criminals living in their part of town at their heels. Stopping them had not been a problem really, all they had to do was kick one over and tell the others to back off.

It always worked.

Mostly it did.

At least it did this time.

After that he had been following AJ around everywhere. It hadn't all been bad though, as he had rather enjoyed watching AJ and his friends have some fun at a private beach in the area. He would give up just about anything to spend an entire day studying that body.

It had been sunny and beautiful, not too hot, just perfect. AJ's body had been wet from the water and the way the sun danced on it was enough to make him praise a God he stopped believing in a very long time ago.

He had been sad to see them leave and head back to that awful hotel. He had spent the next three hours outside, waiting for AJ to come out again. It had been a very long and boring wait, with nothing to look at, so he had decided to call Mickey.

When all five of the Backstreet Boys had decided to go out again he had been thrilled at first, as it meant he could study that body even more, even if it did have clothes on this time.

But when they had found out where the boys were headed, they became worried. To be in the Lion part of town were never good, but late at night in this particular part or town, it was even more dangerous than outside their club.

He worried, perhaps too much for someone he had never met, but he couldn't help it. Whenever he heard the name Alexander, or James, or heard one of their songs play on the radio, two brown eyes popped into his head. His thoughts wandered to a face he had pictured in his mind, and he traced every line of it, imagining how it would be to look into those eyes for real, for more than a mere few seconds, but for hours.

He imagined how it would be to trace every line, every curve of his body with his fingers.

He imagined how it would be to kiss those lips, to feel those lips on his own. To duel with that tongue for hours upon hours.

How it would be to remove that shirt and feel the touch of ...

Mickey's snapping fingers brought him back to reality.

"Wake up man, they're moving"

His eyes go back to the door and he can see the man that's been giving him wet dreams leaving the club and walking towards his car.

He barely notice the other guys, which might be the reason he doesn't see the bad guys, until it is too late.

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AJ looks at the bodyguard, who's on the ground, bleeding. His eyes goes back to the men in front of him. They are heavily built, and with weapons like crowbars and bats. He feels like there is no getting away this time.

He can see the fear in Justin's eyes, the same fear he knows they can all see in his. All he can think of as he waits for that final blow is the fact that he will never be able to look into a pair of blue eyes again. All because he was too wrapped up in a story to get that they should get out before it got too late.

And now they are here, waiting for someone to decide weather or not they are going to kill them or not.

He can see one of the guys kicking down their other bodyguard, and he knows there is nothing he can do to help. They are too many. All he can do now is pray.

Through the corner of his eye he can see a bat coming down on Justin's head with enough speed to kill him on the spot. That is when he know that the choice has been made.

They're not gonna make it home tonight.

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N-Zee reacts the minute he sees the Lions closing in on the Backstreet Boys, but Mickey holds him back a little.

"Think man. If you barge in, you're gonna get killed. Lets do this right ok."

He nods, for he knows what to do. They have been up against numbers like this before and gotten away.

He moves fast through the shadows, and no one notice. He slides in between to huge cars and finds himself right beside one of the men. The one who is just about to swing at Justin.

As he sees that Mickey is in position he reacts, kicking the bat out of the mans arms, and does a roundkick that hits him in the throath, sending him backwards onto the hood of a car. He doesn't move, but N-Zee hardly notices as he is busy fighting one of the others.

Mickey uses his gun to hit one of the other guys in the head, and his elbow to knock another one out.

N-Zee jumps up for another round kick, following up with a backhand blow, and his opponent goes down. The ones remaining step back as Mickey point his gun at them.

"Lets go" N-Zee says as he gets all the guys into their car which is parked right by, helping one of the bodyguards in as well. He starts it and as soon as Mickey is inside, he drives away.

The only place he can think of driving is home, so that is where he goes. He does his best not to think about the dark haired, brown eyed Backstreet Boy in the back of their van.

 

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