Disclaimer – I don't own Glee (obviously, why else would I be writing this fanfic?), and several of the OC's are from CP Coulter's amazing fic – Dalton (which everyone should read – seriously, it's amazing) and some are from others in the Coult writing circles (*points at the female twins in this chapter) – also there are going to be some characters introduced who are of my creation (along with my writing partner) … this isn't exactly a fic based on any of these other fics – it's sorta an idea that came to me (and my bunny partners) so some of it might not fit with any of them, but that's probably the sections that are mine …
Okay this fic is gonna be a series of almost oneshots, but with continuity … each chapter is from the perspective of a different character, and while the storyline might jump around some – it will all come together in the end … review me to let me know what you think and I'll send you hugs from my plot bunnies! Now enjoy!
Why was he even here? It was kind of ridiculous if you asked him. But his manager had insisted that he show up, claiming he needed some more pull with the bigwigs in the world. Ha! As if! But here he was, in the reception area of the wedding of one of his exes to one of the guys who had really understood him. What a sick and cruel joke. If the latest batch of medicines hadn't calmed him down to a socializing point, Logan would have just sent an expensive gift and short apology note. But the latest test round of medication seemed to be the best so far, keeping him under control without making him incredibly numb. The wedding had been nice, even he had to admit, and the two men who had once stolen his own heart had looked great. Kurt was still a friend who he emailed with on a semi-regular basis, so he was glad that he was happy. Logan wasn't sure what had brought about the acceptance of the inevitability that Kurt would never be his, but he was glad it had happened. Because now Kurt was a friend who they had kept in touch after graduation, and there were no hard feelings between the two. Which is probably why Logan was walking into a wonderfully decorated reception hall.
Logan told his name to one of the waiters/ushers/workers who was obviously working the reception (given the standard uniform) and was led to a small circular table, nodding at the others sitting there already. The Brightman twins were sitting together with a pair of equally attractive twin girls, one on either side, there was another person at the table, but Logan couldn't tell who it was at first until he stood and turned. "Julian -" Logan's breath caught at one of his best friends from Dalton, who had mysteriously disappeared and completely cut ties with those from the school (even Derek hadn't been able to get in touch with the elusive star).
There was something that flashed through Julian's eyes quickly, almost too quickly to be sure it was real. Except for with Logan. They had been best friends at school, even though they were both royal asses, it had somehow worked with them (and Derek, who was out of the country preparing for his second Olympics run along with running the multimillion dollar business left to him by his father). But there was a flash of something almost like shock and hurt in Julian's eyes. But why would there be a flash of hurt? Julian had been the one to disappear. Completely cut all ties with everyone he had called a friend. No, if anyone should be hurt, it was him.
The blinding smile was just as familiar now after all those years as it had been back at Dalton, never quite reaching the brown eyes. "Logan, I didn't expect to see you here. Long time no see." Logan sighed and nodded, determining that it would be best to just appear as normally aloof as the media now seemed to portray him. Besides, it seemed like Julian had determined to act as if nothing had happened out of the ordinary. So Logan could play that game as well. "Hello, Julian. Congratulations on your latest award. What was it this time? An Oscar? You seem to have done well since you left."
"Yes, Polaris Rising was a wonder for me. But you seem to have done well, rumors of a state Senate run already? And I'm pretty sure Wright Industries is in the top of the Fortune 500 again, thanks to their new CEO who has already started implementing some changes that were at first quite controversial but have resulted in landslide gains for the company and a leap of what was it, three spots on the list?" Logan was a bit shell-shocked at Julian naming business details about the family business that Logan had reluctantly taken over shortly after graduating from college the year before. Why would Julian know those sort of facts?
"Okay girls, let's dance." Logan turned back to the twins who were also at the table, forgotten about by Logan, Evan smirking in what had to be the same ridiculous manner as the twins had used at Dalton and even before. "Leave these two alone for a bit." Ethan winked at Logan, and he frowned, wanting to strangle the annoying blonde. But the sat down, turning back to Julian, a slightly intrigued look on his face.
"Yes, but I didn't know you followed business statistics, Jules." Logan raised an eyebrow sort of questioningly. But the actor merely shrugged with his trademark haughtiness. "You're a friend, I keep track of my friends. Just like you've probably watched every movie and show that I've done as well." Logan frowned and shook his head. "Actually no. Besides, that silly teen flick you did last year was atrocious. Vampires? Really, Julian? And if we're friends, why did you completely cut ties after you ran away from Dalton? Even the golden duo kept in touch with me. Thus why I'm here. But you? Nothing. You didn't even answer any of my calls, texts, emails. Nothing."
Logan could have sworn that there was a wince from Julian at the words. It seemed that his comments had upset Julian. Well, good. Logan had been upset when one of his best friends had suddenly seemed to completely erase all connection he had with everyone. So now if Julian felt a little of the sting that Logan had felt back at Dalton when Julian refused to answer any of his messages, well then that was all for the better. Let him feel the betrayal and pain. Maybe then Logan could get a few answers to the questions that had been swarming around in his head for years, that he had struggled to push into a corner of his brain only to come pouring back out at the sudden sight of Julian here, after all those years.
"Logan, I -" Julian's voice was softer than Logan had remembered it ever really having been. Well, except for the soft goodbye the last time Logan had seen him. Logan hadn't thought anything of the actor swooping off to another shoot, but when he was gone for a week without any word, Logan had gotten worried. Normally Julian would text at least once a week with a snide comment, talking about who was working this shoot or such, just small talk to keep in touch. But that last time, nothing. And at the last goodbye, Julian's voice had been the soft almost scared sort of tone that his voice had slipped into now.
Logan waited for Julian to finish his comment, but when Julian just shook his head, Logan scowled and stood, determined to just go pay his congratulations to Kurt and Blaine then leave. He didn't need to stay around here any longer than he already had. Of course what he hadn't expected was a soft grasp of his hand, pulling him back to turn and come face to face with Julian. And even more unexpected was the soft feel of Julian's lips against his own. The actor's fingers curling in Logan's hair, holding him close, unmoving as his lips continued to kiss Logan's. When Julian finally pulled back, Logan could only stare in shock. "Wha? H-how long, Jules?" Logan's tone was something that you didn't argue with (as he had perfected it over the years of always getting his way), so he was fully intending on using that to his advantage in this matter. "How long have you been in love with me, Julian?"
A/N: okay so I just have to put this in – the movie that Julian mentions (Polaris Rising) isn't an actual movie (as far as I know) … it's actually the title of a short story that I wrote for one of my college writing classes … I just pulled the name out of my bunny hat … and Wright Industries isn't a real one either … if so, I'm not stealing – it's just a coincidence