Disclaimer: I do not own anything…no movie rights, no books, no songs…wow. That's…sad.
Chapter One
AN: REPOST
This story will be in third person POV I do believe. Just go along with it, kay?
INFORMATION:
Okay everyone, here's the deal. I was listening to the Backstreet Boys a month or so ago when this fic popped into my head. EVERY song used in this fic will be a BSB song unless NOTED. I'm making things up AND using information behind the Backstreet Boys also. So, anything you THINK you know about the Backstreet Boys OR the Twi-Guys will probably be wrong.
Having said that, here are some facts:
1)This will be cannon EVENTUALLY. Meaning, don't PM me or gripe because the characters aren't automatically with who they should be. They'll get there IN THEIR OWN TIME.
2)As I said, I'll be using BSB songs and will probably add in some things about their rivalry with *NSYNC among other things. It's FICTION. Go with it. They'll get more awards and recognition too, plus, the timeline will be different. The BSB is really a baseline for my story more than anything.
3)I'm going to do this flashback style. You'll understand why when you get into it more. Most of the chapters won't bounce around, but I needed a starting point and this is it.
4)Ages: The boy's ages will be listed at the beginning of the next chapter. It's similar to the BSB's ages, FYI.
5)The girls will be introduced throughout the story. The love affairs will vary, as will their jobs. When they are introduced, you'll get more information on them.
6)This story WILL contain both DARK themes AND lemons. If you don't like that, don't read. A lot of the story will be fluff, bubblegum and sweet, but there are some dark issues on the horizon, so youngsters, beware, okay?
7)I think that's it, so, for your entertainment, I present to you…The Bloody Sexy Boys.
Present Day:
"I'm sitting here today with five of the most recognizable young men to grace the music business. Welcome." The older female journalist smiled at the five young men, all of whom couldn't look more different if they tried. From the blonde British man, to the lanky Native American, it was hard to believe five men's voices could meld into something so beautiful. "So, who would like to start the interview?" She asked.
"I would!" The large, dimple faced one claimed.
"Shut up, Emmett," The brooding blond with the multiple piercings and tattoos said with a rare smile.
"That hurts, Jasper. Really." Emmett pouted.
The one with the strange colored hair sighed and said, "I'll start." He turns to the camera. "Hello everyone. My name is Edward Masen of the band, Breakdown, and this is our story."
They cut to commercial and Edward shot Emmett a look. "If you can't control yourself…"
"Edward, relax," The quiet one with the British accent said.
"I am relaxed, Carlisle." Edward said through clenched teeth, making everyone laugh and breaking the mood slightly.
"I hope you don't forget about me." The lanky Indian piped up.
"Like we could, Jake." Edward said. "You're married to my sister."
Jake grinned. "Fuck yes I am."
"I need a cigarette." Jasper stated.
"Didn't you put on your patch?" Emmett asked him, his jovial attitude turning to concern.
"Yeah, but I'm twitchy."
Emmett smiled and handed him a stick of Juicy Fruit. "This should help."
"Thanks man." Jasper said softly.
"Best friends, right?" Emmett asked.
"Through thick and thin my man." Jasper replied.
Barbara Walters smiled at them once the commercial break was over. "Now, boys, tell me, this is the first time you've given an exclusive interview in years. Rumors floated around for ages that you'd broken up, tried to kill yourselves, wound up in rehab, not to mention arrest records, car accidents, paternity suits… Would you like to tell your side of the story?"
"Well, Barbara, to be honest, I believe a lot of those things are true. We've been through quite a bit." Carlisle stated, the slight British accent evident in his short statement.
"But we're making it back." Jake said.
"Yeah. We're back and better than ever!" Emmett exclaimed loudly.
Barbara chuckled. "Yes, it certainly seems that you are. Your new album has already gone platinum. It seems as though your fans love you even if you've been absent for a little while."
She took a sip of her water and smiled at the men seated before her. "So, who would like to start?"
"Me! Me!" Emmett said.
The other four men rolled their eyes. Jasper popped him on the arm. "If you aren't quiet, we're hog-tying you and leaving you in the dressing room."
Edward looked at Jasper. "It all started with you."
"Ed, man, seriously? I don't think I can, okay?" Jasper all but pleaded.
Edward sighed. "Very well. I'll tell it. But you and Emmett, all of you will have to help me along the way…"
He turned back to Barbara. "It all started ten years ago because of a girl…"
Flashback
(Note, I won't put the flashbacks in italics, because the whole story will be in flashback unless otherwise noted)
Summer, 1999
The sounds of screaming could be heard from where the two figures sat alone in the dark. "I can't do this Jasper!"
"But, Miya! Please! God, I need you!"
"And I need to get the fuck out of this Podunk town!"
"I love you!"
A sigh. "I love you too."
"But not enough to stay?" His voice sounded pained, even to him.
"You may be willing to put all your dreams aside to live here and work at Woody's Gas Station for the rest of your life, but I have bigger, better things to do with mine!"
The front door slammed open, a tall, beautiful woman emerging from it. She looked over at the couple snuggled on the porch swing. "Emmett, Jamie, I'm sorry, I just…"
Jamie sniffled and stood. "You're wrong to hurt him, Miya."
"Whose side are you on?" Miya hissed.
"I'm not taking sides. But you're leaving Emmett and I to pick up the pieces."
Miya took a deep breath, her ample chest heaving with the exertion of her emotions. "I can't stay here in bumfuck Tennessee Jamie, even if you are my best friend."
"Then you don't love him." Jamie stated flatly.
Miya shrugged, though tears were pouring down her face. "Maybe I don't love him enough, but I do love him." She hugged Emmett, kissing his cheek, and then hugged Jamie, kissing her cheek as well. "Look after him for me?" She whispered into Jamie's ear.
"You know it," Her friend said softly, squeezing her hand. The couple watched her walk away to her car and drive off.
Emmett sighed. "I'd better go in there, check on him."
"Want me to…?"
He winced. "No offense sugar, but I don't think he needs to see another woman. And he really doesn't need to see how happy his best friend is with said woman either."
She nodded. "Okay. I'll go on home. Mom's expecting me anyway. I just…wanted to be here. Jasper and I have been friends since he poured sand down my diaper in day-care."
Emmett snorted. "I remember that. Didn't I push him down?"
"My hero." She said, reaching up on tip-toe to give him a kiss. "Call me?"
He nodded and squared his shoulders before walking into the Whitlock house.
It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out where Jasper was. Sure enough, he could hear strains of the guitar from the basement and Jasper's voice, "Baby, baby, the love that we had was so strong, don't leave me hangin' here forever…baby, baby, this is not right let's stop this tonight…"
Emmett's eyebrow rose. "Another new one?"
Jasper grinned sardonically, his eyes red-rimmed. "Miya inspired."
"Man, I'm sorry. But, well, she ain't that much different than us, is she? She wants to get out there, make something of herself."
Jasper blew out a breath. "I guess so."
End Flashback
"And that was the start?" Barbara asked.
Emmett nodded, somber now, thinking back on all the changes, all the mistakes, all the hurts along the way. "Yeah. We left for Nashville not long after that. We'd always wanted to be singers…"
"And how did you meet up with the rest of your band mates?" She asked.
"Well, I can answer that," Edward stated. "I met up with Emmett and Jasper in Nashville. I was trying to get someone, anyone to listen to my songs. We were screwing around after an open mike night in some no-name bar and decided our harmonies worked well together."
"And the others? You, Jake? Carlisle?"
Carlisle smiled. "I was working at Disney World, I was 'Prince Charming'. Jake was…" Here, Carlisle laughed.
Jake scowled. "I was a member of the Mouseketeers, okay? Make fun."
The other four men chuckled and Barbara said, "So, you all eventually met and started trying to find a record label?"
Edward smiled grimly. "It wasn't quite that easy. We met a great man by the name of Phil Dwyer. He walked us through the steps of becoming artists for Zomba records. He led Emmett, Jasper and I to Jake, who in turn led us to Carlisle. After that, things fell into place rather quickly for us.
"Tell me about your name. Breakdown?"
That got a chorus of laughs from the men. "We had so many arguments about our name." Jake said. "I wanted to pick something from the Quileute language. I had already picked out Pititchu. It means "moon". Of course, I got laughed at."
"Hey, you laughed at ours too." Emmett stated. "We were "The Backwoods Boys" before you three came along."
Edward chuckled. "I suggested Penumbra. It means "Eclipse" in Latin."
"And then Carlisle came up with "Bloody Sexy Boys." That was brilliant." Jake said.
"I'm British damn it! It sounded good in my head!" He growled good-naturedly.
They all laughed again. "But it was Jasper that came up with Breakdown." Emmett said, speaking up with a quiet voice.
"And how did you come up with that?" Barbara asked.
Jasper, the one that enjoyed the spotlight the least, shrugged. "I don't know, I'd just…been toying around with things and it just came to me one day. Everyone liked it…"
Barbara paused. "Tell me about those first tastes of fame…" She asked.
They all blew out a breath with that statement. "Now that is a long story…" Edward said.
AN2: So…what do we think? Love it? Hate it? Want me to burn it to the ground and dance on its ashes? Let me know! If you like it, I promise, the next chapters will be my normal standing of 12-16 pages in word format. This is just a taste. Also, the chapters will be most likely taking place back in time. It will be noted to make it easier on you, I promise.