Last Time . . .

“Now get your butt over here and let me finish your hair!” Buffy commanded.

Vanessa walked over to her, sat down in the chair and said,

“I do not love him . . . Just his body.” Buffy let out a nice laugh, as did Sonia.

“Girl there is hope for you yet. And I can see why you love that body.” They all laughed and Vanessa looked at the mirror at herself and thought.

“I didn’t think I was this pretty.”

This Time . . .

Leo stood at the front of the stairs with Justin and his little brother. He was pacing back and forth for a long time, till finally Justin put a stop to it by freezing him, mid stride.

“Okay, so what is he so worried about?” Justin asked Johnny. Johnny just shrugged his shoulders and headed back to the front room. Justin unfroze him and Leo started to pace again. “Alright! What’s up with you?” Justin asked putting his hand out to stop Leo.

“Huh? Shit, ain’t nothing wrong with me.” Leo said frowning like he was angry.

“If you say so, but the only time I seen any guy pace like that was when he had one thing on his mind.” Justin said looking back up at the stairs with a little boy being followed by his dog.

The boy was dressed in a Tux, and had a brightly colored mask on, which was made of diamonds. As he ran past Justin, he said,

“Hey Curly.”

Justin followed the little boy into the front room where he heard MTV change to a cartoon.

“As I was saying,” Justin continued, “The only time I’ve ever seen some guy moving like that is if he had a girl on his mind, and was trying to impress her.” Leo, looked up at Justin and snickered, then looked back down at his tux. “You look fine. Just chill alright? Buffy will think you are handsome. Just be a gentleman, and she will fall all over you.” Justin said smiling.

“How the fuck did you know that what I was worried about?”

Justin again didn’t smile, but looked to Leo with a cocky stare.

“Cause that’s what I would go for if I was in your position.”

“I don’t want to go out there!” Vanessa said as she pulled away from Buffy, and Sonia. “I look stupid!”

Buffy put her mask on top of her head, looked at Vanessa and glared,

“Will you stop! You are beautiful and if you don’t stop it, I’m going to have to carry you! Now come on!”

Vanessa let out a low groan, then looked down at the people standing down at the bottom of the stairs, all the guys in the house. She took a step back and Buffy and Sonia went down the stairs. All eyes fell on them. All except for Justin, he just looked up then back down at his tux that he was fixing.

Dominic shook his head and said,

“Buff, where’s Vanessa?”

Buffy quickly shot a look up the stairs.

“Girl will you get down here!”

Vanessa slowly came out from behind one of the pillars; her hair was put up into a large bun, letting only a few of her curly locks fall on either side of her face. Everyone gasped; Justin looked up and held his eyes on her in shock, he had a broad toothy grin plastered on his face and continued to stare at her shinning presence. She walked to the bottom of the stairs and stood in front of him, almost eye to eye due to the heels she was wearing.

“So, I guess, I’m your date?” Justin asked as he smiled at her.

She let out a silent laugh and they all walked out into the awaiting limos.

“Once again the Team of Chasez and Bass, have out done themselves, and all across the DC area the talk is the masquerade ball being held at no other than the most luxurious hotel in the area.” A reporter said standing outside of the hotel. “And when we asked Mr. Joshua Chasez why he and his long time companion Lance Bass, decided to hold a party for all of the Jive artists both past and present, his simple response was . . . ‘I felt like it.’ Some of the major talk coming around is if the Backstreet Boys, also a former boyband, and rivals of NSYNC will be showing up tonight. We do know that Nick Carter is in the hotel now, he is here to see his brother Aaron, perform. We also asked Mr. Chasez if he and the remaining three members would perform tonight. He said that they would not be performing, and that they were just here for the fun of it. Reporting from outside the Lapenseal Hotel, I’m Amy Spore.”

            Inside the hotel were the sounds of music and laughter. In the middle of it all were Joey, and Chris. Josh and Lance were off in a distant corner looking around the room with pride at the Dream Masters. They were behaving themselves extremely well, and having a good time too. Justin and Vanessa hadn’t stopped talking all night. Buffy and Leo were giving each other the eye from time to time, hoping that neither one would see it, Dom and Sonia were out dancing and being loud. Sean and Johnny were arguing about which team was going to win the next Super Bowl, then asked Josh if they could get tickets.

“Only if the Red Skins are going.” Josh replied.

It was a perfect night. No one noticed Justin, his mask did its job, and everyone was noticing Johnny. But nothing like that stays perfect for long. Except for that night of course. In a quick and slick movement AJ, Brian, Howie, and Kevin walked into the ballroom and every member of NSYNC looked at them as if it was something shocking; their internal warning system for Vampires.  Joey and Chris looked at each other with sad eyes, and Chris said,

“I guess we will have to kill them.”

Joey looked down at his glass and said,

“I guess so.”

They then both looked up at each other and in a breathy word, loudly said,

“YES!”

They gave each other a High Five and went to find Josh and Lance who also had seemed overly happy. Justin came running up to them smiling and happily saying,

“I want AJ I want AJ!”

“Chill Curly, you’ll get him. But let’s let them think that they’re getting to us.” Lance said as he looked at them talking to Nick. “What should we tell Nick?” Lance said looking worried about it. Nick wasn’t a Vampire, and even though he was a prick sometimes, he had gotten nicer after Backstreet broke up. Both Josh and Lance didn’t want him to be turned, because that would be the other’s first priority.

“Go get him. Tell him that there is something you need to tell him.” Josh said avoiding the eyes that kept scanning him.

“Like what?” Lance asked frowning.

“Tell him you want to give him a blow job or something like that. Wait sing him a song, do a dance, just get him away from them.” Justin said coldly.

Lance smiled at him.

“Yeah, get him away from them.” A thick Russian accent came through.

Justin quickly spun around and looked at the Demon assassin that was supposed to be locked up in the Manor’s holding cell.

“Now how in the hell did you get out?!” Josh said as he nearly stood in a fighting stance.

“I’m a trained assassin, I can get myself out of tight spots.”

Justin looked over at Josh and shook his head as if to say, “She has a point.”

“Anyway, I found out that Chernyj over here, has been fired, I’m now the top spot. So I guess this means that I don’t have to kill you. But, just until this little ordeal with Chaos and the other Vampire Gods are over . . .” She said but was quickly interrupted by Josh.

“Who?” Josh said passing Lance, Joey and Chris, standing next to Justin.

“Chaos. Big ugly Vampire, kicked the shit out of your defense system of the Manor . . . Which by the way needs some Major work on it.” She said smiling.

Josh quickly pulled out his cell phone and dialed up a number.

“Father Ramovski . . . I need you to find as much info as you can on a Vampire God named Chaos . . . Okay, by the end of the night if you can manage.” Then Josh hung up his phone.

“Oh, by the way,” Justin said, smiling as he took her hand and led her to the dance floor. “They were Russian, not French.”

She smiled back and said.

“I couldn’t tell because of your cologne.”

            As the night went on everything was going great. Nick had only been able to talk to the rest of the Backstreet Boys for a couple of hours. Each time they tried to get him outside and he would start to go, Lance, or Joey would stop him, telling him a story, or acting drunk. The Dream Masters were completely unaware of the fact that there were Vampires among them, and the Backstreet Boys had no clue that NSYNC were the Slayers. But, of course Backstreet wanted NSYNC dead. So, in order to do that, they started a friendly argument with Chris, the one of all that shouldn’t have an argument with them

“Look, you stupid hillbilly!” Chris said loudly to Brain. “Take your thick ass mother fuckin accent and shove it up your nasty shit hole! You fucking, sister marrying, pickup truck driving, my mother’s really my cousin, cow tipping slut!!”

“Chris,” Brian said snobbishly, “I thought you gave up the helium.”

As soon as he said that, it nearly turned into an all out battle, it would’ve erupted further too, if Josh hadn’t stopped the whole thing by holding Chris back, and struggling to do so.

“You’re just jealous cause we sing better than you! We could be dead and sing better then you.” AJ said harshly.

At that moment Justin, who was not too far from the argument, but still unnoticed, choked on some of his champagne, trying not to laugh at the pun that was so clearly stated.

“Oh that’s it BITCH! You know damn well and good that we can out perform you bastards ANY day. You knew it way back when you stuck up pricks were fucking LOU!”

Josh, Lance, and Joey instantly gagged at the thought and Justin winced.

“Then lets have a little contest . . . See who’s still got it?” Kevin said stepping up to Chris who had now broken free of Josh’s grip and was now face to face with Kevin.

“YOU’RE ON!” Chris said stepping back from Kevin as a loud cheer came from the people who were listening to the argument.

“Oh, but there is one more thing!” AJ said holding up his finger. “Justin’s dead, so I guess that means you’ll have to forfeit the contest.”

Justin was about to take off his mask and open up a can of whoop ass on them, but a warm hand on his forearm stopped him and Johnny came up, stood next to Chris and said,

“I’ll sing Justin’s part.”

There was a silence that filled the room as they saw this young man stepping up to them. AJ and Howie turned, looked at Johnny, and Howie said

“Just who the fuck are you?”

“I’m Justin’s brother.”

There was a slight gasp, and just as Johnny turned around, there was Justin, mask off holding it off to the side. The look on each of the Backstreet Boys faces was of complete shock. Justin just stood there and said without an accent.

“I’ll sing my own part. You sing yours, and we will personally kick your asses.” His voice shaky as he felt all the cameras and bright flashes all turn to him. By morning, every papertron in the US would have his face on it and he would have to come clean. He figured it was a better time then any to do it. Johnny had a smile of pride on his face, and hugged his brother tightly.

TBC . . .

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