A/N: This is a new story that popped into my head awhile ago, and won't get out of my head. I'm gonna stop with Life With the Twins for awhile. I will continue with it.

Queer as Folk: Alternate Universe

Summary: Justin is 16 years old, and has been living on the streets for two weeks. He packed a bag, took some money he has saved up, and ran away from home. Brian is 26 years old, lives in his loft, owns Kinnetic already, and is not a total asshole. What happens when Brian finds Justin in an alley?

Justin Taylor, 16 years old, and on the streets. He couldn't believe he was still alive after all this time. It's been two weeks since he ran away from home. Being on the streets may not be the best thing in the world, but it was a hell of a lot better than being home. Being physically and sexually abused by his father, verbally abused by his mother since about 8 years old, has been hard, and he knew he had to get out of the house. When he took that first step out the door, he felt relieved and scared. He knew the world is cruel but it couldn't be worse than his so called home. Having run away, has felt like the best thing to Justin. Sleeping on the ground may not be the most comfortable, but at least he wasn't being assaulted by his father. Hiding was hard, and not being found or caught was tough, but he knew he was clever and sneaky and wouldn't get caught. But then again, he can always get caught.

Two weeks ago

That first night was the hardest for Justin. Finding somewhere to sleep was tough. He took some food with him, so he was set for a couple days. He's been saving money since he was 6 years old, and never spent any of it. He kept the hidden money in his room where nobody would ever find it. So he took all that money with him, and knew he's be set to get food and water for awhile. Packed some clothes, his toothbrush/toothpaste, hair brush, and a couple blankets and a pillow. He didn't know how he was gonna wash anything, but he'd manage.

That first night was a relief for Justin, believe it or not. He was relieved his father wouldn't come into his room in the middle of the night and sexually abuse him. He was relieved in the next day his father wouldn't use him as a punching bag. He was relieved his mother wouldn't insult him. He was relieved to just be out of the house.

He walked to Liberty Avenue, somewhere he planned to go, and found an alley next to a tall building. He read the sign and he was on Tremont street. He turned into the alley and walked further, being cautious and careful of anything or anyone. He walked further and he saw a mattress. He thanked whoever he was thanking and walked over to it.

Present Day

Justin walked into the Liberty Diner and was greeted with a hug from Debbie. Ever since he woke up that first morning two weeks ago, and walked around Liberty Avenue for awhile, he found the Liberty diner and has been going there ever since. "Hey Deb." Justin told her nervously.

"Hey Sunshine. How are you?"

"I'm fine."

"Your usual?" Justin nodded. She walked away to go put his order in and he sat in the far corner booth, like he has been doing for the last two weeks. When Debbie walked over to Justin, she noticed Justin was very pale and he was shaking and seemed a lot skinnier. All though he was wearing a black sweatshirt and gray sweatpants, he seemed skinnier. "Are you sure your okay?" She asked as she sat down and put her hand on top of his. He pulled his hand away.

"I'm fine."

"You know you can talk to me about anything."

"I know Deb."

After eating, he told Debbie he was going back "home." What she didn't know was he wasn't going home. He was going back to the alley.

Brian Kinney, 26 years old, and very successful. For the past two weeks, he's been hearing strange noises coming from the alley next to his building. Every time he would walk past the alley, he would hear rustling or some kind of movement. He ignored it the first couple of nights, but since it kept happening at around the same time everyday/night, he was beginning to think it wasn't 'just the wind' or 'just a raccoon.' It's something more than that. He just didn't know what. At around the same time everyday/night, he would go into the alley with a kitchen knife. He would walk from one end of the alley to the other end a couple times and never saw anything. Throughout the two weeks, starting from the fourth day, he asked his friends if they saw anything out of the ordinary at all. Every time he would ask his friends, they always said no. They would ask why and he would explain to them what's been going on. But, today was different. He got a call from Debbie, and she told him to meet her at the diner.

When he got there, Debbie took him to the back. "Deb, what's going on?"

"A couple minutes ago, Sunshine was just in here and he looked paler and skinnier. He was wearing a sweatshirt and sweatpants, and he's been wearing them for the past two weeks but they seemed bigger on him. I don't know what's going on, but it seems like this has something to do with whatever is going on in the alley next to your building."

"Wait, who's Sunshine?"

"His name is Justin Taylor. He only smiled once and it's like he lit up the whole damn diner. He's 16, blond hair, blue eyes. So, if you see him, be careful. He always seems nervous and jumpy. Keep checking out the alley."