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Chapter 3 Searching Guy's log on name was LonelyinLondon. He thought about changing it. He was afraid it made him sound too desperate. Yet, it was true. He was very lonely. Somehow he had acquired the reputation of being a womanizer. He laughed to himself when he thought about that. Womanizer? Far, far from it. He used to go to pubs. Even then he was too shy to talk to many of the girls that were there. Once a really pretty waitress asked him for his phone number. He had never had a girl ask for his number before. He was so nervous and flustered that she thought he was offended and walked away. Besides, girls that hung out in pubs weren't the kind of girls he was looking to meet. Will once told him to meet girls he should go to the farmer's market. He tried that. He ended up with a carton of eggs spilled on his favorite pair of white Converse shoes. Guy had also heard that the library was a good place to meet respectable girls. He had gotten kicked out of there because the librarian told him he was too noisy. He tried bookstores. Lots of intellectual girls could always be found there. Most of them took one look at Guy, decided he was far too gorgeous to be interesting and walked away. Chris suggested the laundromat. Guy ended up with pink underwear and blue socks and not one girl was in sight. One girl did actually talk to him at the subway stop. It turned out that she was a hooker. "You know what your problem is, don't you?" Jonny asked. "What?" Guy said. "You are too damn good-looking. All the girls think you are either taken or that you are a conceited asshole." "I can't help how I look," Guy said. "I know," Jonny said, "But looking that good can be a curse." Guy was depressed after that. What should he do? He didn't know. That is when he saw the ad for the dating service in the magazine and decided to give it a try. He was really afraid that this was his last hope.

Chapter 2 Searching Guy didn't turn on his laptop for three days. Finally, he went to download some photographs from his camera and he decided to check his e-mail. He had 635 messages. He almost fell out of his chair. He clicked on the first one. It was a rather suggestive e-mail from an eighty-five year old woman. Guy deleted that one quickly. The next one was from a pervert who sent him pictures of himself wearing women's underwear. Guy deleted that one too. The third one was from a man somewhere in Eastern Europe who offered to send him a plane ticket and attached a photo of his prize sheep. Guy was just confused by that one. The fourth one was from a man who described himself as the "messenger of little children." Guy was seriously disturbed by that one. The fifth one was from a person offering to show him the path to enlightenment. This person attached a photo of some leather sex toys. Guy decided that was interesting. He kept that one. He didn't intend to contact the person, he just thought it was an intriguing idea. Now he had had enough. He decided that all the people on these dating sites must be either crazy or crazier. "How freaking hard is it to meet a nice normal person?" he wondered. He deleted all the e-mails. Guy had just finished looking through all his photographs when a new e-mail arrived. Guy almost deleted it without even reading it. But something made him stop and read it. "Hi," it read, "I read your profile and noticed that you did not include a photograph of yourself. To me that says alot about a guy. I am very interested in starting a line of communication with you. Maybe we could at least become good friends." "Probably a freak in hiding," Guy said to himself. But he decided to answer anyway. There was a small chance it was a normal person. He responded: "I would like very much to communicate with you. Your e-mail was a breath of fresh air. I look forward to hearing from you again." Then he pushed Enter.

At lunch and bored so I started this one. No idea where it is going. Chapter 1 Searching Guy sat looking at the blank computer screen. He didn't know what to write. He had already answered all the regulation questions. Now he just had to write a paragraph describing himself. They might as well ask him to figure the square root of pi. He didn't know what to say. He was just a regular guy. He liked to take pictures and drink beer. There was nothing special about that. He liked to experiment with electronic gadgets. He liked to shop in record stores and pawn shops. There was nothing special about that. In fact, there didn't seem to be anything special or interesting at all about him. He was a very dull person. He took a deep breath and pushed himself back from the computer. "This was a stupid idea," he said aloud. "What's a stupid idea? Jonny asked, walking into the room. "Ah nothing," Guy answered, flipping off the monitor so that Jonny wouldn't see what he was doing. "Oh, well, I am leaving now," Jonny said, "You better get that laptop out of here before Chris sees it." "Yeah, I know," Guy said, " I was e-mailing some friends. I borrowed the signal from the cafe' next door." Jonny slammed the door behind him. Guy flipped the monitor back on. The screen was still blank. He took a long look around the room trying to get inspiration. He finally wrote: "I don't have a favorite color. I like all colors of the rainbow the same as I like all kinds of people. I like to take photographs because I see beauty in shapes and forms that other people might not. I don't have a favorite song because I love all kinds of music. I love all types of instruments from a piano to an empty water bottle turned upside down and used as a drum. My greatest asset is that I have an open-mind and am constantly seeking a universal truth through the pursuit of knowledge. Life is a journey and sometimes a trip." Guy re-read the sentences to himself. God, that sounds so conceited, he thought. He shrugged. "What the hell," he said, "I wasn't expecting alot anyway." Then he pushed Send.

And that is why you are brilliant!!!!!!!!!

I don't know...... My eyes would say Guy..... But my heart would say Jonny...

Open Up Your Eyes is phenomenal so far............. That's a hell of a choice.......

Yes........... Do it....... I think you could do a story like that justice.

Yippee....for Part 7.:kiss:

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Chapter 1 Small Changes Guy was just finishing feeding Matthew his lunch when Fab came stumbling into the kitchen. "Dada," Matthew said, pointing to him. Fab walked over and gave him a kiss on the cheek and tousled his hair. He leaned down and kissed Guy on the mouth. "Good morning," he said, yawning. "It's more like afternoon," Guy said, shortly. "Is there any coffee?" Fab asked. "There was three hours ago," Guy said, as he wiped Matthew's chin. "What's wrong with you?" Guy stood up and took Matthew out of his high chair. But he didn't say anything. "Let's change that filthy shirt," he said to Matthew and carried him off down the hall. Fab took a bottle of water from the refrigerator and drank it all down at once. He had just thrown the bottle into the recycling bin when Guy came back into the kitchen. Fab leaned against the counter. "Okay," he said, "Let's have it." Guy was picking up the dishes from the table. He turned to Fab and opened his mouth to say something, but didn't. "Oh no," Fab said, "You aren't going to clam up on me like you usually do when something is wrong." "I don't want to talk about it right now," Guy said, turning on the water in the sink. Fab leaned over and turned the water off. "I do want to talk about it," he said. Guy leaned on the sink and took a deep breath. "I don't like how things have been lately,"he said. "What things?" "You....staying up late...and drinking....You know the doctor said you weren't supposed to stress your body like that." "I see," Fab said. He sat down at the table. "It's just that the guys will only be here for a few days and it's been great to spend time with them." Guy sat down too. "I know that you miss them," he said, "especially Julian and Albert, but.....I am just worried about you." Fab traced the pattern in the table with his finger as he thought. "I don't want you to worry," he finally said. "It's nothing against them," Guy said, "They are my friends too." "I know that. I'll try to do better," he said. "That's all I want," Guy said, "That and for you to be around for the next hundred years or so." Chapter 2 Small Changes "Come on,Guy, come with us," Julian said. "I can't," Guy said, "I have to help Catherine with her project for school." "But this is our last night in town," Albert said. "Sorry," Guy said, "Maybe next visit, huh?" "Okay," Julian said, "We tried." He looked from Guy to Fab and said, "We will be waiting outside." "Be right there," Fab said. He looked carefully at Guy for a long few minutes. "Are you mad?" he asked. "No," Guy said, truthfully, "Just be careful and enjoy yourself." "Come here," Fab said, reaching out his arms and pulling Guy forward. Guy slid his arms around Fab's neck and up into his thick dark hair as they kissed. "Your hair is finally thick again after all that chemo," Guy said. "Uh huh,"Fab said, hugging him tightly. "Will you be late?" Guy asked. "Will you be waiting for me?" Fab asked. "Yes," Guy whispered. "Then I won't be late," he said, smiling. Guy looked at the clock for the third time in ten minutes. It was past 2 am. He didn't know whether to be worried or angry. Suddenly, he heard the front door open. Fab came stumbling down the hall singing. "Ssh," Guy told him, "You'll wake the kids." Fab jumped onto the bed with him and started trying to kiss him. Guy pushed him away. "You are drunk," he said. "You are hot..."Fab said, trying to grab Guy. "Get away from me," Guy said. "Come on lover," Fab said, "It's been too long." "You make me sick," Guy said. Fab sat back on the bed. "That's not a very nice thing to say," he said. "You aren't being very nice right now," Guy said, angrily. "I'm sorry," he said. Guy just looked at him and shook his head. "I'm sleeping in the other room tonight," he told him, grabbing his pillows and walking out.

It's in the new thread. I have alot of stories about them.

A wedding? Huh? Had not thought of that........... There are a few more stories in between that are already written.

Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!! I love writing for Guy.

Chapter 4 The Anniversary When Guy returned to the hotel from his morning jog, Fab was still in bed. "Get up," Guy told him, slapping him on his naked rear. "Where have you been?" Fab asked, groggily. "Jogging around by the river," Guy said, throwing his clothes on the floor. "You really are obsessed with that jogging stuff aren't you?" "You should try it," Guy said, turning the shower on, "Get's your blood going." "I can think of other ways to get my blood going," Fab said. "I'm full of excess energy after that workout," Guy said, "Would you care to help me work it off?" Fab raised himself on one elbow. "What did you have in mind?" he asked. "Come in here and I'll show you," Guy teased. Fab slid out of bed and walked over to Guy. "You are wearing me out," he said, kissing him and biting his lower lip. "I feel like a teen-ager," Guy said, laughing, "Isn't that ridiculous?" "We are kind of old for all this sex, aren't we?" Fab joked. "Just making up for lost time," Guy whispered. "I love you," Fab said, looking at Guy. "I love you," Guy said, touching his cheek. "Then get showered and dressed and take me to lunch," he said, "I am starving." "What should we do today?" Fab asked as they ate lunch. "Well considering you slept most of the day away, our options appear to be limited," Guy told him. "No way," Fab said, "This town is always alive. It is the live music capital of the world." "I did see a flyer for an exhibit at one of the museums that looked interesting," Guy told him. "Outstanding," Fab said, " We will start with this museum thing and go from there." "You don't even know what the exhibit is about, " Guy told him. "I don't care what it is about. If you are interested, I say we do it." Guy's camera was laying on the table between them. Fab picked it up. "What are you doing?" Guy asked. "I am taking a photo of you," Fab said, holding the camera to his eye. "Why?" Guy asked. "Because you look delicious in that white t-shirt," he said. "Come on," Guy said, "We have to make a stop by the store. I promised Catherine we would send a postcard." "We are leaving tomorrow," Fab told him, "We will be home before it reaches her." "I know," Guy said, "But a promise to a five-year-old must always be kept. She will be thrilled when she gets it." Chapter 5 The Anniversary "Look at that," Guy said, as they stood on the balcony of their hotel room watching streaks of lightning rip through the sky. "That is why we have no electricity," Fab told him. "That is what makes a lovely photograph," Guy said, raising his camera to wait for the next opportunity. Fab stood watching Guy. He waited until Guy snapped the photo. "There is something that I want to talk to you about," Fab told him. "What's wrong?" Guy asked,"It sounds serious." "Nothing is wrong," Fab said, "But it is rather serious." "Okay," Guy said, "I'm listening." Just then the rain started to pelt them. "Come inside," Fab said, holding open the glass door of the balcony. The hotel room was totally dark except for the red glare of the emergency exit sign. Guy sat down in a chair. Fab sat across from him on the sofa. "Don't look so worried," Fab said. "Tell me what it is," Guy said. "We have been together for this many years," Fab began, "And I cannot imagine not being with you. I want us to do something to acknowledge that commitment that we have to each other, to Catherine and Matthew and to the future." "Such as?" Guy said. "I want us to...." Fab stumbled. Guy smiled at his nervousness. "Are you asking me to marry you?' he asked. "Yes, No. I mean if we could get married, then yes....but since we can't legally...how about a ceremony of some kind?" Guy didn't know what to say. "I'm.....I'm.....astonished and very touched and very surprised," he finally said. "Does that mean that you want to do it?" Fab asked. Guy moved over to sit beside him on the sofa. "Yes," he said, "I want to do it very much." Fab breathed a deep breath. "God, that was nerve racking," he said. Guy laughed. "Why? You had to know that I would love the idea," he told him. "I don't know," Fab said, "It just was. I have been planning to ask you since we got here and I just couldn't think of the right time." "You romantic fool," Guy said, kissing him. "So now we have to plan a ceremony," Fab said. "I say we let Chris do all the planning," Guy said. "Why?" "Because he will obsess about it anyway. Might as well let him fuss over it too." The End

Going through stuff on my computer. I found this one. Mostly sex and sweetness. Read if you want. Chapter 1 The Anniversary "Guess who?" Fab said, sneaking up behind Guy and putting his hands over his eyes. "Brad Pitt," Guy said. "Try again." "Angelina Jolie?" Guy asked. "You wish," Fab said, placing little warm kisses all along the back of Guy's neck. "Oh, I know," Guy said, "Lassie." "The dog?" Fab asked. "Yeah," Guy said, laughing. Fab ran his hands up the back of Guy's shirt as he kissed on his ear. "Oh God...." Guy said, closing his eyes. "That's a much better guess," Fab murmured, kissing his way across Guy's throat. Guy leaned his head back and took a deep breath. Fab's hands found the buttons on Guy's shirt. "Where are the kids?" Fab asked. "They are at a play date." Guy said. "For how long?" Fab asked, kissing along Guy's collarbone. "Two more hours," Guy answered. "Well ,that's lots of time," Fab said. "Yes," Guy answered, breathlessly. "Come with me," Fab said, taking Guy by the hand. Guy followed Fab down the hall and into the bathroom. "Let's take a shower," Fab said, shrugging out of his shirt. Guy smiled and reached in to turn the water on. When he turned back, Fab was already undressed. "Let me help you," he told Guy. He stood behind him and slid his hands down Guy's chest and stomach until he reached the top of his jeans. Fab slowly unbuttoned them while he sucked on Guy's neck. "Oh fuck," Guy said, breathing deeper by the second. His jeans fell to the floor followed by his Calvin Klein underwear. Guy turned around and grabbed Fab, thrusting his tongue deep into his mouth and causing Fab to moan. "You are so fucking sexy," he whispered. "I love it when you talk like that," Fab said. Guy stepped back and opened the shower door. Water and steam cascaded out. Fab followed him into the swirling mass. "I can't believe I want you more now than when we first met," Fab whispered. "Yeah?" Guy said, "Why don't you try and prove it?" Fab pushed him gently against the wall. "Is that a challenge, Mr. Berryman?" he asked. "I believe it is, Mr. Moretti." Fab smiled and pushed himself hard against Guy. Guy's moans of pleasure were heard over the sound of the shower. Chapter 2 The Anniversary "I have something for you," Fab told Guy as they lay across their bed. "You already gave me something," Guy said. "Your mind is in the gutter," Fab said, tousling his hair. "Well, you do tend to inspire those thoughts, you know," Guy said. Fab sat up. "No," he said, "I have a real present for you." "Yeah?" Guy said with genuine surprise. "Yeah," Fab said, getting up, "If I can just find where I left my clothes." He was walking around the room and the bathroom, naked. "Ah ha," he came back from the bathroom, with something in his hand. "Here," he said, handing Guy some pieces of paper. "Airline tickets?" Guy asked. "Yeah," Fab said, sitting back down on the bed and rubbing Guy's back. "Why?" Guy asked. "Well, I thought it could be sort of like a honeymoon," he said, "For our anniversary." "That's so thoughtful," Guy said. Fab put his arms around Guy. "I love you very much," he said, "And I wanted to do something special for you." "This may sound ridiculous," Guy said, "But you do something special for me every day." "So you don't want the trip?" Fan asked, jokingly. "Oh, no.." Guy said, "I want this trip too." "Did you even look at where we are going?" Fab asked. Guy blushed. "No," he said, "I was just too excited." He looked at the ticket and then he looked at Fab. "You are such a romantic," he said. "Don't let it get around," Fab said. "Did you get the same hotel room, too?" Guy asked. Fab smiled. "Yes," he said, "I did." "The place where we first got together," Guy said. "The place where we first kissed," Fab said. "Bring the same clothes," Guy said, "And this time I am going to rip them off you." Chapter 3 The Anniversary "I forgot how hot it was here," Guy said, "Even at night." "Let's go for a swim," Fab said. "Okay," Guy said, "Let me get my swimming trunks and we can go to the pool." "That's not what I meant," Fab said. "No?" Guy asked. "Let's go out to the lake again and go skinny dipping." Fab said, smiling and winking at Guy. "How perfectly slutty of you," Guy said, "I like it." "I'll get a blanket," Fab said, "And some towels. You go rent a car." "This is the same spot, isn't it?" Guy asked. "I think so," Fab told him, "Although it looks different at night." They carried their blanket and towels down to the water's edge. Guy shed his clothes in no time and walked out into the water. "It's heavenly," he told Fab, "So cool and refreshing." Fab watched Guy's perfect naked form moving in the moonlight. The reflection of the water was glinting off the silver cross necklace that he always wore. "Come on in," Guy said, sinking all the way down into the water. Fab left his clothes in a pile beside Guy's. Guy watched him walking slowly and gracefully through the shallow water. Then he slid down into the gentle waves and glided toward Guy. Guy's arms went around Fab's neck and they tread water together. "This was a good idea," Guy said. "I remember how gorgeous you looked that first day we were here with Jonny and Will," Fab said. "I remember how disappointed I was when they came walking up and interrupted you," Guy told him. Fab smiled. "I had no idea that I would fall in love with you," he said. "No?" Guy looked at him in surprise. "I just thought that we might have a little fun together," Fab admitted. "I don't think I thought about it much," Guy confessed, "I just knew that I wanted to be with you." "Did you ever think it was weird?" Fab asked. "No," Guy said, "I suppose I should have since I had never been involved in anything like that. But it just seemed so right that I never questioned it." "I questioned it alot," Fab said, "But I always came back to the same answer. You were the one I wanted." "Life is so strange, huh?" Guy said. "How do you mean?" Fab asked, resting his head on Guy's shoulder. "I am a Brit male, skinny-dipping in a Texas lake with the love of my life, an Italian-American male." Fab laughed. "I see what you mean," he said.

Carla doesn't deserve any of them. She's acting like a tramp. Good story, though.

Chapter 6 Blown Away Will couldn't look at Guy. He didn't even talk to him for three days. He tried as hard as he could to remember exactly what happened in Guy's apartment. He remembered the kissing, which he had to admit had really been nice. But that was all he remembered. Still he had woken up with no clothes on. Finally, Guy approached him. "What's up?" Will asked, trying to appear nonchalant. "You haven't been around.....you know...looking for anything," Guy said. "I think I am better," Will said. "That's good," Guy said. "I just needed something to get me over the rough spots." "Okay," Guy said, "Glad to know that you are better." Guy stood up to walk away. "Guy?" "Hmmm?" Will hesitated. He didn't quiet no how to ask the question. "When we were in your apartment the other day......" "Yeah..." "What happened?' "What happened?" Guy asked, "What do you mean?" "Well,I woke up with this note and..." Guy burst out laughing. "Relax," he said, "The note was a joke." "Oh,"Will said. "We did a bit of kissing and you fell asleep," Guy told him. Will breathed a sigh of relief. "I undressed you so you would be more comfortable," Guy said. "Thanks," Will said. "It was my pleasure," Guy said, with a sly little smile. Will breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't done something to regret after all. Yet, during the sessions that day he couldn't keep his mind off Guy. And the way it felt to kiss him. He looked over at Guy and saw Guy give him a little wink back. "Hmmm," he thought to himself, "Maybe it wasn't just the drugs." The End

Chapter 5 Blown Away Guy sat up. "You are attracted to me?" he asked. Will blushed. "Yes," he said, "I always have been a little bit. We always shared such close quarters it seemed inevitable." Guy looked at his hands. "I'm not like that," he said. "Neither am I," Will said, "I have never looked at another guy like that." "You will regret this once the drug wears off," Guy said. "Perhaps," Will said, "But right now I am not thinking that far ahead. Right now, I am just thinking how soft your lips look." Guy leaned forward and let Will move in for the kiss. They kissed briefly. "Well?" Will asked. "I like it," Guy said. "Kissing is kissing, I guess," Will said, "Whether it is a guy or a girl." "So, are you coming up here or am I going down there?" Guy asked. Will motioned for Guy to join him on the floor. Soon they were lying with their arms around one another and kissing deeply. "Guy?" "Yes?" "I want to do more than kiss," Will said. "Okay," Guy said, "Why are you telling me this?" "Because I don't know what to do next." Will said. "I don't either," Guy told him, "I haven't done this before either. I suppose you just do what you do with a girl." Will sat up and took his shirt off. Guy did the same. Will kissed along his neck and down his throat. "Is this what you do with a girl?" Guy asked. "Yes, why?" "Lucky girl," Guy said. Two hours later, Will woke up on the floor of Guy's apartment. The drugs had worn off completely. He was covered with a blanket and there was a note pinned to the blanket in Guy's handwriting. Will sat up to read the note. "Thanks for the great sex. Be back later." "Sex? Oh no......" Will checked under the blanket. He was completely naked. "Good God," he said aloud, "Just what did I do?"

Chapter 4 Blown Away They worked all the next day on new songs. Chris was a tyrant. Jonny hung on his every word. Guy was relaxed. Will was a bundle of nerves. Pretty much business as usual. When they finally broke for lunch Will hurried over to Guy. Guy knew what he wanted by the look in his eyes. "It's at my place," he told him. "Then let's go there," Will said, jittering around. "We will be back later," Guy told Chris. At Guy's apartment they quickly shared a hit. Guy laid back on the couch and breathed deeply. Will stretched out on the floor. "That helps alot," he told Guy. Guy didn't say anything, so Will crawled over to him. "Thanks," he said "No problem," Guy said, "I can afford it." "We are almost finished with this bit of recording," Will said. "Yeah, sometimes being in the studio sucks and you just want to get back on the road," Guy admitted. "How long have you been doing this?" Will asked. Guy shrugged. "Off and on for a few years," he said. "You don't get hooked?" Will asked. "Apparently the only thing I can get hooked on is nicotine," Guy said, turning his head to look at Will. "If you aren't hooked, why do you keep doing it?" "Because it makes me feel good, and few things make me feel good anymore." Will looked at Guy for a long few minutes. "There are a few things that make me feel good," he said. "Like what?" Guy asked. "Like watching a good soccer match....or..." "Or what?" Guy asked. "Or watching you," Will admitted. Guy turned his face away from Will. "Watching me? What do you mean?" He asked. "You are very handsome," Will said. "It's the drugs talking," Guy told him. "Yes, it is," Will said, "but they are saying what I am feeling."

Chapter 3 Blown Away "Will.....Will...." Guy was shaking him. "What?' he asked, angrily. "Get up......The others are back and you are lying on my arm." "Oh shit," Will said, trying to sit up. "They just got back. I heard them downstairs," Guy explained. Will tried to sit up. "I don't seem to have control over myself," he said. The words came out of his mouth but it sounded as if they came from a stranger. "That's just the side effect of being totally relaxed," Guy said. "It's sorta like being drunk," Will told him, watching his own hand movements as he clenched and unclenched his fist. Guy got up. "We better unlock that door," Will said, "Or they will be suspicious." Guy walked over and unlocked the door just as he heard Chris and Jonny starting to walk up the stairs. "Pull yourself together," Guy hissed at Will. Will's eyes were wide and glassy as he nodded at Guy. ".......that was the silliest question," Chris was saying as he and Jonny walked into the room. Chris stood in the room with his hands on his hips and looked around. "What's going on in here?" he asked. "Nothing," Guy said, "We were just taking a little nap while we were waiting for you to get back." Chris looked from Guy to Will and back again. "Will,you don't look too good," Chris said. "I'm fine," Will said, sitting back on the couch and smiling. Chris knew something was going on but he wasn't sure what it was. "Well, if you have had your little nap," he said, "Can we do some work now?" "Sure. whatever, you say," Will said, giggling a little. Chris turned and went back downstairs followed by Jonny. "Shit, Will," Guy said, quietly, "Could you be a little more discreet?" "What?" Will asked. "Don't act so damn weird," Guy said, "Or Chris will figure it out." "Was I acting weird?" Will asked. Guy just shook his head. "Next time we do it somewhere else," he said, picking up his jacket and walking toward the door. "I told you this was the only time," Will called after him. Guy stood in the doorway and looked at him. "You still believe that?" he asked. "No," Will answered, "Not anymore."