Part II sorry it took me so long to update. This is pretty much just a mushy fluff fest. Hope you enjoy. PLEASE review! Oh and I still don't own anything.

I couldn't believe I had told him my dream. I'd never told another living person my dream before, not even Michael. Justin had wrapped his arms around my neck, kissing my lips gently,

"I will always fight for you Brian, even if something takes me away, I'll always come back." I had been so relieved in that moment that he didn't pity me or think less of me, or make fun of me that I could have held him in my arms forever.

Maybe that's why, when we sat down at the diner, I pulled him to me so that he was leaning against me, one arm around his shoulder the other lying on his perfect stomach. One of his own arms covered mine on his abs, while the other played mindlessly with a napkin on the table. I had never felt safer, like he would never hurt me, like no matter what I gave him, he would take care of it. And that was good thing because he had carried my heart for years. I kissed his hair and just below his ear, smiling as he shivered slightly in pleasure. But I didn't want him to think I was only treating him like this because I wanted to fuck him later. I mean, of course, I did want to fuck him later but that wasn't why I was holding him. So I kissed his temple and then the corner of his lips which had turned up in a smile. When exactly had I fallen for him?

"Whoa, who are you two and what have you done with Brian and Justin?" Ted asked as he and Emmett joined us. Justin looked up at me, looking for the signal for him to get off. Instead I hugged him slightly and kissed his lips. He looked surprised but Ted and Emmett looked shocked.

"You guys are actually acting like a couple…" Emmett said hesitantly. Sunshine tensed at the word, though whether before or after I did, I wasn't sure. Couple, I hated that word.

"Mmm, I have the hottest guy on Liberty Avenue living with me, would you want other guys to know he was taken?" Yeah, I hated the word, but I loved the knowing that people knew that I was his and he was mine. Damn, when did I become a lesbian, probably around the same time I fell in love with him. Justin had turned to me, his eyes wide,

"All of this because of last night?" he whispered, using his hand as a shield so no one could read his lips.

"No," I replied, not trying to be quiet. "But I did realize something."

"What?" He asked, his voice a mixture between nervous and interested.

"You'll find out in," I glanced at my watch, "About 5 minutes." He stared at me, his eyes narrowed suspiciously. Emmett and Ted looked at me like I had grown an extra head. Michael, Linz, Mel, Ben and Deb had all notice this new form of PDA and mentioned it, but I just brushed it off. I finally understood what all the fuss was about, being in love, and knowing that you were loved too, really was the greatest feeling in the world, other than sex, but only sex with Justin was better than being loved by Justin. No other sex compared to this feeling, though not even on my death bed will I admit that aloud.

"BRIAN!" Justin squealed so adorably when 5 minutes were up. I just grinned at him, he was more than I deserved.

"Hey KiKi, would you turn the radio way up?" I asked. She obliged just in time as the voice on the radio announced.

"This next song is a dedication from Brian to Justin. Brian says "It's about time you stopping being the only one fighting. I'm sorry it took me so long to figure out I love you and I'm sorry I've always been such a f**king prick. And I know it's early but maybe when the song is over we can go home and do what we do best. You really are my Sunshine." Wow, Brian must have really messed up to need that kind of declaration, Justin that took balls. So here's the song apparently from Justin's favorite movie, It's "you were meant for me" from Singing in the Rain ahh a classic. So here you go Justin…" I don't know how much Justin actually heard because he had somehow managed to straddle me, his tongue now playing greedily with mine. His arms were wrapped around my neck and mine clung to his waist. God, he tasted so good and I felt like the most loved person in Pittsburg.

"I love you," he breathed, as he kissed me lighter and with no tongue. Could I say it aloud? They were just three words, three meaningless words, but they meant a lot to my Sunshine. But I had shown him how I felt, but he had done both, over and over. Apparently he hadn't expected me to say anything back, as he had now wiggled off my lap and was once again only leaning on me. He was beaming brighter than any old sun and he and Emmett were singing along with the radio. Though Emmett was just singing, Justin was looking at me with such love and gratefulness that I wish I was an artist that could have drawn his beauty. I had to say those words, and I had to mean them. Did I have to say them in front of everyone or just to him later. He was the only one that needed to hear them, but I knew he wanted the others to know what he already did. The song ended and he kissed me again and I knew it was time. When we parted I grabbed his face, studying his gorgeous blue eyes.

"I love you, Sunshine." There were seven gasps and them Emmett and Linz "awwwed." God I hope they don't that every time. Justin grinned,

"I know," I smiled back. I know I am lucky to have him. And now for the most lesbianic thing I have ever said, he brought the sunshine into my previously dark, dismal existence.

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