| Brian rides on horse along with his three companions. �Why do I do these things to myself?� Brian utters under his breath. The sooner he got there, the sooner he could left he tells himself. He sighs as he begins lost in events that led him to this moment in time. �You will join me at the battle field, Sonny Boy, or... or?� Jack stammered. �Or you what? Refuse me the crown?� Brian sipped. �Yes! I will refuse you the crown.� Brian walks straight up to Jack�s face. �Fine, it�s a deal. I don�t want it. I have never wanted it � �Either, you come with me, or you get the hell out my kingdom.� �With pleasure. Don�t worry you won�t ever see me again.� �Good!� Jack yells to Brian�s back as he departs the room. �Hello, earth to Brian?� Emmett cries. �Are you still with us?� �Is everything, okay?� Michael asks. �Of, course, he isn�t okay, Mickey, and we�re not okay. Brian is about to return home which is father, the King, has banished from returning. It�s been about seven months since he runaway from here. We are risking our necks just so he can see his bastard child. God, you better hope were not caught. In fact, I�ll be surprise if we get out here alive. You should never have talk him into this, Mickey.� �Calm down, Teddy.� Emmett �Weren�t not dead yet?� �No not yet.� Ignoring Ted, Michael rides over to Brian. �Brian, you are okay? Brian!� �What?� Brian turns to Michael. �Why are we stop?� �We were going to ask you the same question.� Emmett explain. �Are you okay?� Michael presses. �I�m fine,� he utters as a noise catches he attention. �Do you hear something?� *** Breakfast is serve across the table for four as Craig enters the dinner hall. Craig looks at wife, daughter, and then at an empty chair. �Where is Justin?� �I don�t know,� replies Jennifer. Craig yells to a servant, �Bring me my son.� �Ah, Sir, he is not here.� �What the hell do you mean he is not here?� �I�m afraid, Sir, he never turn in last night.� �And you are just now telling me this now?� Craig screams. �Damn the bitch! Around up the guards. I want a wide spread search of the area. They probably haven�t gotten far. I want Justin and the men who have taken him back alive.� �What is going on?� Jennifer demands. �Don�t worry I will get him back. She won�t kill him.� �Kill him?! Craig, have you done? Who has our son?� *** Justin, still running, looks back on the men closing on him and trips himself causing to fall down the jagged hillside. Rolling and tumbling down the hill until he is slap against the level ground, Pain shoots up to his brain from the impact. Fighting through the pain, Justin quickly tries to get up only to fall again to ground as soon as he pulls weight on his right ankle. With the feeling that he is not alone, he looks up finally taking notice of his company. Three men on horseback have the swords drawn while the fourth man on a horse, wearing a hood stares down at him. Justin pulls out his sword. �It�s only a boy,� says Michael. �It�s only trouble,� Ted explains watching the guards heading down the hillside. �Shit we better get out of here!� Michael. Brian moves closer to Justin. As he rode around him, he watches the boy scrambles himself to feet using his sword. There was something about the young lad intrigues him, draws him in. He presses his lips together and reaches out with right hand towards the boy. �Come on.� Though, a good portion of his face hides in the shadows of the hood, Justin can make eye contact with the whites of his eyes and stares at him in a state of confusion. �What are you think your doing, Brian?� Michael shouts. �Well, are you coming or you staying?� Glancing at the guards who were half way down the hillside and then at the four men on horseback, Justin looks at the men chasing one last time before he grabs the man�s opened hand and slips his sword back into sosirit. He knew that leaving with these strange men wasn�t the safest thing to do, but there is no way he was going home. Brian smiles as he pulls Justin onto the his horse behind him. �Hold on.� Justin tightly wraps his arms around the the man waste pressing his body against the man�s back and they take off. When it appears that men had lost their prosateurs, they slow down to complete stop at pond at the edge of a pond. The men get off their horses to let them rest, and Brian helps the boy off the horse. �What is wrong, Em?� Teds asks with concern for is friend. �Trying to stay fashion can been a pain ass. These damn tights.� Emmett begins to readjust his pink tights. �I told you not to wear them.� �Well, excuse me, for trying to stay with current with latest styles, but should have put a warning label on then. Do not wear while riding horseback.� �I don�t know even why you even dress up. We are here to see couple of dikes.� �Well, you never know who meet along the way?� Emmett�s eyes draft towards the boy who limping his way towards the pond to clean himself. Justin rubs the water over his expose skin to wash the dirt and clean in small cut that he received from the fall. �That was stupid, Brian. Why need to be a knight in shine armor all of the suddenly?� Brian shrugs at Michael as slips the hood off his head, but his main focus was on the blonde. The urge to consume the boy flows his veins. He wanted, no he need him. There no way he was going to lose sight of the him. �You gotten us all killed!� Micheal walking into Brian�s view of the boy. Brian rolls his eyes and walk over to the boy�s side as Michael follows. Micheal looks down at Justin and demands. �Just what the hell did you get us in boy?� �Yes, what did you do to grew such wide audience?� Brian asks curiously. Justin is silent unsure what to tell the men. He is scared to death of the men, but tries not to show it. These men were lowlives. Were they going to let him go? He finally looks up at the two men. With Brian�s face finally fully revealed, Justin is taking back by appears of the man. He was the most beautiful man he had ever seen, and there was something familiar about him like he should know who the man is. Had he met the man before? Nothing comes to his mind. How could he forget a face like his? �He probably a thief,� Michael remarks. �I�m not a thief,� Justin snaps. �He speaks.� Ted exclaims. �You had to done something. What did you do?� Michael questions. �I didn�t anything.� �Oh really, than why were the royal guards chasing you?� �Why were you in such a hurry to run away run them? What did you do?� �Who the hell are you?� �Who the hell are you?� �Hey, I asked first,� Michael snaps. Justin sighs. He had enough of this, and he turns Brian. �Thank you, Brian, for helping me.� Then he begins walk away the men, but Brian reaches out and grabs a hold arm. �Just where do you think your going?� Justin tries to free himself, but Brian hangs on and pulls Justin next to him. �I�m going to York,� he utters. �York? York is that way,� he chuckles in amusement. Brian points in the opposite direction. �I know that,� Justin lies. �How on earth do you think you are going to make it to York with no horse and a twisted ankle?� �I had a horse, but until it went limp on me.� Brian asks �What is your name?� He studies the hesitation in the blonde�s face. �You don�t want to call you boy, do you?� �It�s Justin.� With a devilish grin, �Well, Justin, you will never make it York in current position. The guards will catch before long, and don�t tell me I save your ass for nothing.� Brian licks the tips of his fingers of his free hand and places them upon Justin�s forehead to remove spot of dirt. Justin, who was startled with the man�s wet fingers upon his face, becomes strangely comfortable in the man present and even a bit aroused by the connect. �I have to get York.� Brian moves his hand across the side of his head catching his golden locks placing them before his ear. �What is in York?� �I have business there.� �Business?� �Just let Justin go. We�re wasting time. We need to getting on our way,� explains Michael. Brian nods. �York isn�t going anywhere. It will still be there when you get there. You might as well come with us.� �Ohhh, no he�s not," cries Michael. �Mickey, he is going with us.� �He can�t go with us. Besides, the twat doesn't even want to come with us.� �Fine, then he�s going with me, and you can join us or not. Suit yourself.� He makes eye contract with the boy�s blue eyes. �What do you say?� As much as he wants to be on his way to Ethan, Justin finds it tempting to stay with Brian, and, since the man had a point of it being pointless to continue in his condition, he decides it might be best to with these men. He turns to Michael. "I'm going with him." �Good boy.� Brian swings Justin�s right arm around his shoulders and leads him back to his horse. After Justin is on the horse, Brian slips in behind him. He place his chest against the boy�s back and carelessly take in the boy�s scent before taking off. |
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