For this story, please note that I don't own these characters. Also, for the entire story, be aware that there will be many instances of boy-on-boy love, so do not read this if you are offended by. Thank you and Enjoy!

Chapter One

"Why? Why did you do that?" Brian asked hoping Justin's answer would be the one he was secretly hoping for.

"I wanted to come back, to live with you and love you and be loved. And I was getting tired of only seeing you every other week, due to the gas and the prices. I sold all of the art I had done so now I have nearly three million dollars in a savings account with nearly ten thousand more in this envelope," he again raised the envelope and it indeed held ten thousand dollars in checks, " and now I can do whatever I want to, which right now, all I want is to marry you." He replied with his bright, hundred watt smile shining in the low light of the bathroom. He went to the door and placed the check filled carrier onto one of the counters. He turned and came back into the tiled shower.

"After all the sacrifices we made, both you for me and me for you, be they completely unnatural or be wholesome and true, we made these and yet as always, we came through. Our lives keep going, to the beat of what we want to go, the beat we set, and we live and we learn. I learned that, however much money or fame or love I get, it can never replace the man I love, and that is why I came back." Randy finished, his speech witty and flowing, with compassion and love.

With that Brian completely got undressed, and he threw his underwear out the door and slammed it shut, his want for his fiancé apparent as he turned on the shower. He grabbed Justin, with strength and yet with a gentleness that only came with the admittance of love, and he and Justin kissed, a passionate kiss which started as a gentle roar, like waves of a calm sea that turned into a typhoon of emotion and lust, like that of a storm hurtling over the ocean.

Justin seemed to lose himself in that first kiss, with wave after wave of love mixed with lust. Brian seems to really and truly love me he thought as his passion was starting to over run all other thoughts. Justin could only think More, I want more as Brian turned him around. His pain was short and only temporary as Brian lost himself in Justin. The hot water was raining down on them, as Brian and Justin fucked.

Hours seemed to pass as they stood under the torrent of heat and steam. The glass walls fogging and becoming opaque, only to be smeared with the couple's bodies. Justin moaned and moaned, and in the quiet house it echoed and echoed into oblivion. Finally, nearly eleven at night out of exhaustion, and pleasure Justin felt his climax rising and he screamed and let himself finally fully and completely lose control of his body. With that Brian too let go of this coil of lust, releasing his orgasm and feeling the grogginess starting to replace the lust and passion.

Brian reached to the soap dish and grabbed the cooling liquid and poured some over himself and over his now crashing lover; lathering both himself and Justin. When he finally spoke, his voice was nigh impossible to hear, raspy and deep, his body shaking out of exhaustion and the endorphins having finally kicked in.

"So," he breathed, "when do you want to finally marry me? What do you want the big day to be?" His breathing was starting to finally relax, his body only shaking every now and then.

Justin was in the same position as his soon to be husband, his breathing only slightly haggard, when he finally spoke. "I don't know yet. I don't think I can think about it right now, I just want to savor this moment. Can I just do that?"

"You do whatever you want to do, Sunshine. I was just wanting to see if you had thought of anything."

"Brian, shut up" Justin said as he turned to face him and kissed him. After they had finally cleaned up, Justin and Brian retired to the bed, choosing not get any clothes on, simply drying off and laying down, the purple Egyptian cotton sheets soft, warm and welcoming. When Justin had merely rest his wet golden haired head on one of the cashmere soft pillows, and he fell fast asleep. And with that, Brian held him, wrapping his arm round Justin's slim waist and as he did so he too fell into a deep, comfortable sleep.

That morning Justin awoke to an empty bed. Typical he thought, but just then Brian came through the door with a tray piled high with eggs and pancakes, a mug of coffee in his hand. He tried to hide his surprise, but it was too late, Brian had already noticed.

"My love, get your mouth off the floor, I just cleaned it." His sarcasm though was still unchanged, with a sharpness and tack of a newly bought knife. He brought the tray to rest on Justin's lap, reaching to his neck and wrapping a soft cloth napkin around his jugular.

"I didn't know you could cook," Justin slyly retorted, to which Brian simply shrugged nonchalantly. He was a little on edge, and he watched Justin as if to watch paint dry. As Justin took the first bite of pancake, he bit his lip and his eyebrows formed a frown. Justin took note of this and chewed slowly. When he had finally swallowed the chunk, he looked at Brian, whose emotions of anxiety were apparent on his face.

"It's great!" he exclaimed, to Brian's apparent satisfaction. Brian leaned towards Justin and kissed him lightly on the forehead. "Errmm, Brian? I thought about what you had asked me last night about the date for the wedding. I think I found it." Brian's expression changed in an instant, turning from soft and gentle to excited and jovial, his eyes glittering with hope.

"I think that since my birthday is coming up, maybe we could get it done then. You know, kill two birds with one stone. Please???" Justin begged, though he need not have to, for Brian had already started planning compulsively in his mind.

"Definitely, I think that's great! So where do you want to get the moment and our lives are sealed together for all eternity? The church, Liberty Ave., Debbie's?" he had added the diner because he knew Deb would enjoy seeing both her boys, both who she had cared for in troubled times before, tie the knot.

"Actually I think Deb would love for us to get married in her place, can you imagine, the look on her face when she sees me!!" he shouted with laughter.

"What do you mean 'when she sees' you? Did you not go see anyone before you got here?"

"No, I only saw Ben and he promised not to tell anyone, I made him swear not to tell Mikey, you know how hard it is for him to tell a secret!!!" with that they both started giggling uncontrollably, knowing full well Michael's inability to keep a secret safe.