Chapter 49 note- I just wanted to warn you guys about a lot of adult language (cursing) in a certain part of this chapter. Sorry about that to those of you who may be offended.

The couples that permitted into the crowded party were all attractive and alluring in their own way. But the most magnetic and eye seductive were the lovely and superb Justin and Kim.

Justin was proudly wearing a custom made shirt with a photo of Kim on it. On the top of the shirt was the word 'Kim', spelled out in rhinestone letters. Their basis was to keep the glittery look alive for the day. His pants were black and he had on a belt which was shimmering.

Kim was wearing her Versace shorts, and her shirt which showed the decorated skin of her toned stomach. Hanging loosely on her waste was her glitter belt. Both of them were still shining unimaginably. And their perfect king-like and queen-like stature was their confidence stiffening them.

Even after the awards were over, they were still the most amazing and well carried couple. They waved to several people as they trampled by, trying to make it through a path Mike had created for them.

Their cozy bodies settled at a table which was only able to occupy two people.

Justin made the finger gesture for Mike to come closer to him. "Okay, Mike. I know it's your duty to guard me in all. BUT, tonight I'm going to ask you to watch over Kim. I'm pretty sure that I'll be fine, and if I need you for anything I'll let you know. But watch out for any conflicts at all. If someone is even looking at her the wrong way. Take action. Alright, man?" He tapped him across the shoulder.

"Got it." He slicked down Justin's hair with his hand and backed away.

Kim leaned in closer to Justin. "You know what? Your hair looks so much longer spiked. Because now that you have it laying forward, it looks so short."

He reached up and caressed his curls. "Yeah, I know. I was going to spike it...but as you know we RAN out of time to get ready." He chuckled.

"Haha. Yeah. We ran out of time."

Their hands combined and embraced each other. "You know what, baby girl? This is your night. I know we have to catch a flight in a few hours, so we will be home the morning of your birthday. But just have fun. This is our party and as you can tell it's a successful one. Everybody is here. Just have some fun. Drink if you want or whatever, I know I am. I mean, Mike is here, so he will be able to take care of us if we get too bad. Everyone gets wasted during after parties."

Kim giggled. "I'm not old enough to drink, Justin."

He shrugged. "So! I say you are."

"Good evening, Mister Timberlake. Is their a drink that I may get for you that will suit your taste?"

He smiled at the sincere drink waiter. "Sure. I'll have a Martini."

"And you, Miss?"

"I'll...I'll have a cosmopolitan." She replied hesitantly.

Justin fingers caressed her knuckles. "Thats a girl. I see your going straight for the Vodka. Those cosmopolitans can mess you up. I know your going to get drunk as hell. And then your going to have a hang over that is going to hurt like a mug."

She turned her head away from him and laughed. "Hurt like a what? Justin, you have the strangest language. All of that touring all over the world has gotten to you. You don't know how you want to talk. You have a whole bunch of accents mixed up in one. That is so funny."

"A he he. A he he. NO! It's not funny. And what do you talk like? Like on my God, that was like SO totally cool, because like I don't know. You are LIKE SO amazing. I like love you SO much, like more than Bonnie loves Clyde."

She rolled her eyes. "Oh, whatever. I do NOT talk like that, Justin."

His tongue outlined his lips. "I know. I was just kidding. You talk like...Kim. Yourself. Your beautiful self." He couldn't peel his eyes from her if he wanted to.

Kim bit her lip under the pressure of his pleasant stare. "Yeah? Well, your beautiful too. Your my beautiful baby. And I love you so much."

His head jerked and told her to come to him. "Come sit in my lap. Pweeze. I have something to give to you." He said in a baby voice with his lip poked out.

She automatically came to him and sat down in his lap. "Awwwww. You are so adorable when you do that."

He blinked at her like an innocent baby.

"Awwwww. You are such a cutie." She kissed his lip and held him in a hug.

He smiled to himself, because he loved getting pampered attention from her.

"Awwwww. I can't get over it. You are too cute. Awwwww. What is it you wanted to give me, sweetheart?"

"A kiss." He spoke still using the baby talk, because it drove her crazy.

"Oh my goodness. I love you so much." She kissed his lips several times in a row.

He snickered. "You like that. Don't you, Kim? You like when I talk baby to you, don't you?"

She nodded. "Yeah. It's so sexy to me. I don't know why."

"Here you are madam and sir." The returning male waiter set their requested drinks on the solid table.

Justin gripped his drink, and drunk it down in one sitting. "Thank you. I'll have another."

"Very well." The man nodded and walked away.

"The people here are so nice." He said watching Kim sip her drink.

She put her glass down and shook her wavy hair out of her face. "Yeah. They are. Justin, does my hair look okay? Because I used a wave iron on it and I don't know. My hair stays so straight now, I wonder if it looks right wavy."

His hand sat on her thigh to hold her in place on his lap. "Kim, everything on you looks right. I'm not just saying that either. You are looking so model-ish right now. Your hair looks awesome and the way your outfit fits your slim little body. You are such a turn on. You just don't know."

She giggled. "Well, thanks. I like your shirt by the way, Justin."

He laughed. "I'm supporting my Kim. Why not wear a shirt with your face on it?"

Kim saw that he was chewing gum. Immediately, she guarded her lips over his.

He was not expecting the kiss and had to adjust to her sudden movement. Once he felt comfortable his hand began to run over the bareness of her smooth thighs. A light sound abandoned Kim's lips accidentally when his hand cosseting became extreme.

She pulled her lips back but only to kiss his lips again. This time she wanted to take control. She dipped his head back, stole his cheeks to her hands, and inverted her head to the side, to enable her tongue as deep as it could go into his mouth. She sucked as hard as she could against his lips, a technique she gradually learned from Justin himself.

Justin pulled back from her and gagged. "Whoa! Too much, Kim. You gagged me with your tongue. I was about to throw up in your mouth. Now thats attractive...yummy!"

She shoved his chest. "I wish you would throw up in my mouth. I'm a good kisser, eh?"

He nodded wildly. "YEAH! A very VERY good kisser! As you just witnessed. A kiss from you is so good that it almost made me ill."

She laughed. "Okay, Justin."

"Here you are sir." The waiter placed two Martini's on the table. "I thought I would bring you an extra, just in case you wanted it. Will that be all?"

"Yes it will. Thank you very much." He struggled to get his wallet out of his pocket since Kim was resting on him. He took several bills from it, and handed them to Kim, to give to the waiter since she was closer. "That is for your kindness and generosity."

Once the money touched his hands and he saw how nicely he was tipped, a large smile spread across his older face. "THANK YOU, SIR!" He danced away happily.

Justin swallowed down his second drink in entirety. His eyes closed as his throat burned from the liquor disturbance. "Ohhh yeah. I'm drunk now."

Kim finished off her cosmopolitan. "Justin, you better not drink that third Martini." It was too late. He had already gulped it down.

"Let's dance, baby." His eyes were blinking abnormally.

"Your drunk, Justin." She sniggled. "You are so drunk."

"Nah, I'm cool."

She stood up and tugged on his hand to help him up as well. Lonnie and Mike laughed at them on the side. "Can you even walk?" She asked in a banter manner.

He was walking fine until he stumbled, and Kim caught him to keep him from falling. "Yeah. I can walk!" He enthused hyperly. He lugged on Kim's tiny arm and committed her to the dance floor. They held each other in the slow dancing position. His hand crouched on her waist and it slithered down her body and ended up on her butt.

"Justin, what are you..."

Before she could say anything else, he spun her around. His eyes looked down at her and he pointed to her rear. "I'm sorry but you have the nicest butt. It's so cute. I love it. God, it is so nice. It's not that it's even all of that big it's just perfect. The perfect bubble. It's all perky."

"JUSTIN! Will you stop messing with my ass?" She circled back around, and narrowed her eyes at him.

"Sorry. It's just that you...what was I talking about?" He looked around as if he was lost.

"You are drunk, Justin." She rolled her eyes.

His mouth was salivating too much, which caused him to lick his lips more than normal, this made his lips more shiny than usual. "Kate, you just don't know how to party. Thats what your problem is. Your a party pooer."

She had to laugh. "Right, Justin. And it's party pooper." She rambled away from him when he started to dance. "Oh, God." He was flapping his arms and doing the chicken.

"HEY, KATE! WHERE YA GOIN', KATE? YOU TRYIN' TO LEAVE ME? LET'S DANCE, BABY!" A fast song had came on.

She slapped a hand against her head and shook it, when she saw that he was coming towards her. "Oh, my God." She drove away faster. When she was out of his sight, she stared at him. Since she had left, several other girls were dancing on him. She had to get back over to him. She also noticed that Mike was following her, just as Justin told him too. It made her feel so much more safe. "JUSTIN!" She called. At once the dancing girls scattered.

"There you go! Where did you went, Kate?"

She held his hand. "Oh, Lord. Justin. You need help, baby. Come with me."

"Kay. Where you takin' me?"

"I'm taking you where you can sit down and sober up a bit."

He took a drink from a servent that was standing. "Okay."

She perched him down at the table they vacated earlier. "Justin, what are you drinking now?"

"Screw..." He laughed loudly. "Driver. And, Kate. If you need one. Right below my belt you'll find one. And it's sticking straight up, 'cus your so hot. So, if you need a screw driver for anything. I'll be your handy man, baby."

She couldn't stop shaking her head at him, and now she was blushing. "Justin...put the drink down. Okay, baby?" She took it from him.

His face sunk, and his already puppy dog shaped eyes drooped. "You don't want to use my screw driver?"

She gently abraded his cheek with her hand. "Aww. Nothing like that. Now is not the time to...um...use your screw driver. And you really have no head for alcohol."

He smiled. "So you'll use it later? 'Cus you are really pretty."

"Yeah...later."

"Are you my girlfriend, Kate?" His speech was somewhat slurred.

"Yes, I am. And my name is Kim not Kate." She knelt down by his side and gazed into his eyes.

He licked his lips. "Kim. Thats a pretty name. And you are really beautiful. I've never saw such a beautiful girl. I'm glad your my girlfriend. Even though I drank some, can I kiss you?"

He may have been drunk, but he was about as cute as he could get. "Sure." She said with an awed laugh.

His eyes fumed with bright light. "Really? And can I put my tongue in your mouth too?"

She shrugged. "I guess thats okay."

"Oh, cool. I get to kiss you? How long have we've been together, Kim?"

"A long time. Over a year. I cannot believe you forget so much when you've drunk too much." She rose to her feet and made the decision to sit down on his knee.

Excited by her movement he enfolded his arms around her and squeezed her tight. "Okay. I'm going to kiss you now." His lips delicately touched to hers and he pulled back. His lips connected back to hers a second time. Tenderly his tongue deepened into her mouth. Slowly his hand traveled up her tanned body and it caught the back of her neck, which he put pressure on to charge her closer to his pulsating body. He began to hold her even tighter and this caused Kim to moan.

She was shocked. When he was drunk he was an even better kisser.

He broke away from her with a soft laugh. "Did I do that right?" She nodded because she was speechless. "I love you, Kate. My heart tells me that, just from kissing you."

She giggled. "Haha...my name is KIM, Justin. And I love you too."

"You do?"

"Yeah."

"Then can I see you naked?"

She upraised to her feet. "You know what? I'll be right back. You sit right there and don't go anywhere. And don't drink anymore." She slapped his hand to prevent him from nailing the drink he was aiming for. "I'm serious. NO more drinking."

"Are you coming back?" He asked child-like.

She kissed his cheek. "Yeah, I'll be back. I'm just going to dance for little bit. By myself. So, sit right here and wait for me. Because I'll be back."

His eyebrow raised. "Okay. You aren't going to leave me here all night, are you? I like you! You are so sweet. And I want to have sex with you later."

She cleared her throat nervously. "Alright. I'm going now. I'll be back..."

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Time flew by. And before Kim knew it, she had spent an hour on the dance floor, just swaying and enjoying the large crowd. When she realized she had left Justin. She hurried to get back the table that she left him awaiting. When she reached the lounging area, she saw that he was gone. She closely took in her surroundings. The party dwelled on a futuristic theme which contained hi-tech lighting and laser effects. Her eyes recklessly searched for Justin.

He was leisurely leaning in a corner watching her almost panic. "Looking for someone, baby girl?"

She orbited her body to face him. "Justin? You sound...sober. But you were SO drunk when I left you." Her face was crumbled in questioning. "I could have swore you were drunk." She could tell he was sipping something, which was a brownish color.

He laughed. "Yeah. I puked."

"You puked?" She endured by his side.

"Yeah. A LOT! I puked everywhere. I even threw up on this girl. She was thanking me for puking on her. She was like. I am going to cherish this dress for the rest of my life. I was like. What the hell? I just puked on you..."

She chafed her hand up and down against his stomach. "You alright, baby? Where did all of this happen?"

He laughed again. "In front of the guys bathroom, didn't even make it inside, and all down the hallway. There is clean up people taking care of it so..."

"Yeah, but are you okay?"

He took a small sip of his drink. "I'm alright. I think I'm sober. I have to be, because I threw up everything."

"If you got so sick, then why are you STILL drinking, Justin? Thats stupid."

He shook his head. "No, this is Coke."

She cloaked her short arms around his neck and held him. "You poor baby. I warned you, Justin. I told you not to drink so much. Why are you still standing, baby? You look all discolored. Why are you standing up?"

He held her at her waist. "I'm fine, baby girl. Really! I want to kiss you right now, but after all of the throwing up I've been doing I don't recommend it...haha." He flashed his piece of gum at her. "Oh, and you stole the gum out of my mouth earlier. You gum thief." He pushed her shoulder playfully.

"I don't understand it. An hour ago you didn't know my name. Now you are all laid back and normal. You are unique, Justin. I don't know how you do it. If I had as many drinks as you did I'd be in the hospital for alcohol poisoning.

He laughed weakly. "I didn't drink that much. Well, yeah I did. I remember after you left. I had a screw driver and then a sex on the beach. And after the sex on the beach...I lost it. I was just...blah! PUKED EVERYWHERE! It was all over my boots and people cleaned it off for me. I told them I could do it, but they are like no no. We will take care of you sir. I'm okay now. Once that stuff is out of your system, you are okay."

She placed a kiss on his chest. "Thats awful. Let's sit down, Justin."

"No, I'm okay. I want to go downstairs into the VIP area. All of the guys are down there. There is food and everything down there, just for us."

She giggled. "How in the hell can you mention food at a time like this? As sick as you got, Justin?"

He wrenched on her arm and stressed her towards the area of the stairs. "Lets go, woman."

"Lets go, woman." She mocked. "Haha...I love it when you talk like that."

They barreled down the stairs and passed by two security guards who were monitoring the people entering the VIP area.

JC and Bobbi and Chris and Dani were sitting at a table which was half empty. Justin and Kim decided to join them.

"Hey! Look what the cat dragged in. Thing one and thing two." Chris joked with a chortle.

"Oh, you got jokes. Huh, Chris? Not funny." Justin pronounce sternly as he sat down. Kim once again sat down on his lap. Her hand massaged the muscle of his stomach. He didn't tell her, but it was soar from the spasms of vomiting, and her affectionate rubbing felt so good. He took another sip of his Coke which was becoming flat.

"Just kidding, Justin. It's more like wild thing number one and wild thing number two."

Justin slammed his fist against the table. "WILL YOU STOP IT ALREADY? GOD, CHRIS! YOU ARE SO DAMN STUPID SOMETIMES!"

"I know, man. You are always talkin'. Just shush!" JC expressed.

Justin positioned his head against Kim's chest and she rubbed his hair back adoringly.

"Awww. You guys are so cute." Bobbi commented. "Your sitting on his lap and he's laying against you. That is so sweet. Both of you are so beautiful. And, Kim. Girl, let me just say you looked...I can't even think of a word to describe it, but you looked absolutely gorgeous at the awards. You put all of the rest of us ladies dresses to shame. And I have to be honest with you. I wouldn't have the guts to pull off a fashion statement with all of those jewels you had on you. But you rocked it. I'm so serious. You looked untouchable, girl. That dress was awesome. NO ONE looked better than you and Justin tonight! NO ONE! Not even my beautiful JC-yums."

Kim giggled. "Dang, girl. Are you hitting on me?" She winked. "Seriously. Thank you. Everything was kind of last minute. Yesterday at three o'clock, Justin and I had no outfit at all to wear to the awards. Thank God we were able to have something made. It turned out cool. Everything worked out well."

"It's true Kim. You looked so amazing I'm STILL speechless." Dani cited. "I can see that you took the jewels out of your hair? How did you get them out so quickly."

She continued to stroke Justin's face. "The rhinestones in my hair were held in place with hair Velcro. So, it was easy to pull those out. The ones on my body were glued. And that is why I only removed the ones on my arms, back, and neck. It hurt to take them off because of that glue."

Bobbi put her hand to her mouth in admiration. "Oh my God, Kim." She whispered. "Justin fell asleep." She implied a finger at him. "That is the sweetest thing I ever saw."

"Yeah isn't that cute?" Chris muttered sarcastically.

"Stop being so mean, Chris. "Kim denounced. "He doesn't feel too well. He drank too much and got really sick. It would be nice if you could stop putting him down so much. What did he ever do to you? Why do you have to remark at him so much?"

Dani nodded and crossed her arms. "Yeah, Chris. I was wondering the same thing. You and Justin go back and fourth with fighting more than any of the guys."

"I know. They are always fighting and yet they are always friends. Weird." JC said orderly.

Chris accorded everyone a bedazzled look. "I just like to play with the kid. Don't take me seriously. Justin and I are cool. We just seem like enemies. Really we're not. I love saying things to piss him off. He loves saying things to piss me off. Thats our friendship, and relationship as brothers. It works. Trust me."

Kim kissed Justin in his sensational smelling hair. "I love him so much. He's like my big baby, or teddy bear."

Justin sprung his head up and stared around him. "Huh? What?" He grumbled, once he awoke from his brief sleep.

"I'm about to go to the ladies room. Okay, baby? Then after that, we can go to the hotel and pack because we have a flight to catch in about...two hours. Or you can go to take a quick nap. I know you have to be tired since you don't feel all that well, sweetie. I know you keep denying it, and saying that you are fine. But I know you, and you are sick." She kissed his lips and got off of him. "I'll be right back."

He smiled and placed his head down against the table. "Your right. You know me so well, honey. I love you."

"I love you too." She chimed out as she perambulated away. Mike followed her. "I'll be right back, Mike. I'm just using the bathroom." He nodded in response, and she wandered down the hall that led to the bathroom. Kim lumbered quietly into the ladies room. It didn't take her long to use the bathroom and wash her hands. The VIP area was much less crowded than the average partying territory. She left the bathroom more comfortable and refreshed.

Out of nowhere two arms engulfed around her waist. "M'mmmm. I've been looking for you, baby." He whispered in her ear. His mouth draggled down her face and ended up in the pit of her neck.

She swirled around and blinked in feared shock. "Oh my God. What are you doing?"

"I so sorry, baby. I'm just so attracted to you. You look so hot right about now. Your too dangerous to touch." He told her, polishing her hip with his hand.

She looked back and gazed at his hand, which was on her butt. "No...you...didn't. If you don't get you damn hand off of me, Nick. Justin is going to try to kill you when he finds out about this. He's going to beat you down. And what about Britney?"

He laughed. "Who said Justin had to know about us? And Britney...phewww. Been there, done that. We are over. We aren't getting married. Everyone knew we wasn't going to work out from the start."

"Get your hand off of my ass. Get it OFF!"

"Calm down, baby..." He was cut off when he was tapped on the shoulder by someone. He whirled around and felt the impact and blow of a powerful punch against his face. He was almost knocked unconscious, but he didn't get a chance to lose consciousness because he was thrown so hard that he fell on top of a table and dropped off of the end of it.

Justin was so demented that he was insanely furious. He was so upset that his face was fire red. "I'M GOING TO FUCKING BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU! SHE TOLD YOU TO LEAVE HER THE FUCK ALONE AND YOU PUT YOUR FUCKING HAND ON HER ASS? YOUR FUCKING LIPS ON HER NECK? OH, I'M GOING TO JAIL TONIGHT! MOST DEFINITELY!"

Kim pulled on his arm and had worry in her eyes. "Justin, don't do this. PLEASE!" She begged.

He moved her aside. "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME, KIM!" He spread his arms out as he aggressed raffishly towards Nick, who was now standing. "BRING IT ON YOU FUCKING BITCH! I TOLD YOU TO FUCKING LEAVE HER ALONE, NOW DIDN'T I? NOW YOU'VE DONE PISSED ME THE FUCK OFF, AND I'M GOING TO HAVE TO HURT YOUR ASS! I TOLD YOU TO NOT FUCK WITH HER! I TOLD YOU!"

Kim covered her face with her hands and looked down. She never saw Justin like this...EVER! He was freighting to see he was so angry. He was scary.

Nick pushed Justin back in self defense. "YOU GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME! JUSTIN, MAN! YOU BETTER GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING TO KIM! I DID NOTHING TO HER! YOU BETTER BACK UP OFF OF ME! YOUR CRAZY, JUSTIN! I'M FORREAL!"

"NAW!" He spat in his face with the most bizarre stare. "YOU DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! EXCEPT ASSAULT HER MOTHER FUCKER!" He then pushed Nick so hard that he knocked both him and a table over. And before everyone's eyes and in a quick flash, Justin had jumped on Nick. His hard fist reared back and he swung to cave his face in. "BITCH, I'M GOING TO BEAT THE SHIT OUT OF YOU UNTIL I DAMN THERE KILL YOU!"

Mike grabbed Justin and pulled him up and from Nick. "James and Lonnie. Ya'll restrain him and get him out of here. He wasn't even invited to this party. He should have never gotten in here. I'll take care of Justin." It was hard for him to control Justin because he was fighting him.

"NO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! HE ASSULTED HER! HE TOUCHED HER ASS! GET THE FUCK OFF OF MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! GET THE HELL OFF OF ME, MIKE! GET THE FUCK OFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!" He shouted madly, since he had lost control of himself. "GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME! I'M NOT PLAYING! GET OFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF! GET OFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF!"

"GOD, JUSTIN! CALM DOWN!" He bottled him up against a wall and held his twitching hands behind his back.

"GETTTTTT OFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF! MIKE, GET THE FUCK OFF MEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

Mike himself was scared. Justin had went nuts. "JUSTIN...IF YOU DON'T CALM DOWN!"

He cleared his throat and tried to appear more calm, but he wasn't. "LISTEN, MIKE! YOU NEED TO GET OFF OF ME! THATS A FUCKING ORDER! DO AS I SAY! GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME! I WON'T SAT IT AGAIN! MIKE..."

"JUSTIN! COOL IT!" He bent his arm in the wrong direction, this gave him a hint of pain to take his mind off of his hatred. "Just calm down." He said sincerely.

"OH, FUCK! MY ARM! AHHHHHHHHHHH! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Mike bent it harder. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! SHIT! OKAY! I'M CALMING DOWN! AHHHHHHHHHHHH! I'M CALMING DOWN, MAN!" He stomped his foot and shut his eyes tightly as he tried to cope with the horrible pain. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! MY ARM! WILL YOU GET OFF OF ME, DAMMIT? AHHHHHHHHHHH! I'M COOL! I'M COOL!"

When Mike saw that Nick had been carried away, he felt it was safe to let Justin go. He warily eased off of him.

He snapped around. Mike was wrong. It wasn't the right time to let Justin go. He...was...on...fire. He pushed Mike which actually made him stumbled back a few times. He gasped in shock because Justin never pushed him before angrily. "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT? I TOLD YOU TO WATCH KIM! I TOLD YOU TO PROTECT HER! AND YOU DIDN'T DO SHIT EXCEPT REST YOUR FAT ASS AGAINST A WALL! HE ASSAULTED HER YOU STUPID FUCK! HE TOUCHED HER ASS!"

Mike felt his anger burning within him, but he tried to keep his cool. "Justin, I was watching her. She said she was going to the bathroom. What was I suppose to do? Follow her into the bathroom? And, Justin. Touching her butt is not assault. It's just extremely desperate. It's not even bad enough to press charges against him. And I understand you are angry and is terribly upset, but you need to watch it, man. You don't want to piss me off, Justin. And don't push me again."

He pushed him. "FUCK YOU, MIKE! YOU DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO, BITCH! YOU WORK FOR ME! YOU DO WHAT I TELL YOU TO DO! AND NEXT TIME I TELL YOU TO GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF OF ME, YOU DO THAT! YOU UNDERSTAND ME? MONEY IS TAKEN OUT OF MY PAY CHECK TO PAY FOR YOU! SO YOU DO WHAT THE FUCK I SAY! I COULD HAVE BEAT THE FOOL UP, BUT YOU JUST HAD TO HOLD ME!"

"YOU BETTER CHECK YOURSELF, JUSTIN! YOU NEED TO CALM DOWN BEFORE YOU GET YOUR ASS KICKED! I DON'T NEED YOU TO REMIND ME THAT I WORK FOR YOU! BECAUSE I HAVE BEEN FOR YEARS! AND NOT ONCE HAVE YOU TALKED TO ME IN SUCH A WAY! AND WHO ARE YOU CALLING A BITCH? THE ONLY REASON I PULLED YOU FROM NICK WAS BECAUSE I DIDN'T WANT YOU TO GET INTO A FIGHT, AND HAVE TO GET ARRESTED! YOU DON'T NEED ANY TROUBLE RIGHT NOW, JUSTIN! CALM DOWN, OKAY? AND IF YOU PUSH ME ONE MORE TIME..."

Justin stepped up into Mike's face and pushed him a third time. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU GOING TO DO? HUH, MIKE!" He pushed him again. "YOU LAZY SON OF A BITCH! YOU ASSHOLE!" Justin's frozen red eyes peered into Mike's. They were face to face. So close their noses were touching. "WHAT, MAN? WHAT YOU GOING TO DO, MIKE? BITCH!" He shouted in repulse.

Mike couldn't take anymore. He did the right thing and walked away, because there was no way Justin could physically beat him in a fight. "Oh no the hell he didn't. I'm fuckin' pissed off now. NO ONE talks to me like that! Fuck that! That boy ain't going to talk to me like that. WHO DOES HE THINK HE IS STEPPING UP TO ME LIKE THAT?" He stormed away, including more sanity than Justin had.

All of the Nsync guys, their girlfriends, and VIP guests looked on in amazement, not sure what to do. So much happened so quick, that it stunned everyone sickly quiet.

It was Kim's turn to step up to Justin. She nab his arms and forcefully tossed him into the wall. She slapped him across the face harder than she had ever slapped him before, and then again. "WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO YOU? DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU JUST DID? I CAN UNDERSTAND YOU BEING MAD ABOUT WHAT HAPPENED WITH NICK! BUT EVEN THAT IS NOT WORTH THE FIT YOU HAD! DON'T YOU EVER TALK TO MIKE LIKE THAT AGAIN! HE DID NOTHING WRONG, BUT TRY TO STOP YOU FROM GETTING INTO TROUBLE BECAUSE HE LOVES YOU! HE'S LIKE A FATHER TO YOU, JUSTIN! DON'T YOU EVER CURSE AT HIM LIKE THAT! GROW UP! AND YOU SHOUTING OBSCENE THINGS LIKE A MAD MAN! SINCE WHEN DO YOU CURSE SO MUCH?" She slapped him again. "GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF! AND GO GET MIKE BACK! DO YOU UNDERSTAND WE NEED HIM TO TAKE US TO THE AIRPORT ? WE HAVE NO SECURITY WITHOUT MIKE! WAKE UP, JUSTIN! AND DON'T YOU DARE GET LIKE THIS AGAIN!"

Reality hit him like a lightening bolt. "Oh my God..." He heaved softly.

"OH MY GOD IS RIGHT! GO GET HIM, JUSTIN! HE'S PROBABLY HEART BROKEN!"

Already Justin was chasing after Mike. He had lost control over himself. He had a mental block and he was not able to edit the things he said. For a second he went crazy. He was scared of himself in a way. He never thought he would actually attempt to fight Mike. It was just something that he never pictured as happening. "MIKE!" He called when he spotted him trotting away from him. "Mike, I'm so sorry. I'M SO SORRY!" He yelled, jogging to catch up with him. When he reached him, he placed his hand on his back. "Mike, you have no idea...I just lost it back there. I didn't mean to do and say those things to you. I'M SO SORRY!"

He pushed his hand away. "DON'T TOUCH ME, JUSTIN! YOU NEED TO SAT AWAY FROM ME, BECAUSE IF YOU DON'T I'M GOING TO KICK YOUR ASS! NEVER FUCK WITH A BLACK MAN WHEN HE PISSED OFF! I'M PISSED OFF!"

Justin's hand touched Mike's broad and hard muscled shoulder again. "Mike, please! I am so sorry. You are..."

Mike used one had and snatched Justin by his neck. He lifted him from the ground and crushed his body into the wall in his reach. "AYE, WHAT DID I TELL YOUUUUUU? HUH, JUSTIN?" His enormous hand crunched down on his neck, and he used his large advantage to rip Justin from the wall and slam him into it again. This time he hit his head. "WHAT DID I SAY?"

Justin body dangled, because his feet were not able to touch the ground. He shivered as he feared Mike was going to hurt him worse than he already had. And he was so large and strong that he was beyond intimidating. "I'm...I'm sorry...Mike." Justin chocked out in strangled whisper.

When he saw that Justin was trembling and a tear streamed down his cheek, he let him down and pulled him into a hug. He was still the active Justin he'd been guarding since he was seventeen-years old. He was still the Justin that always stole his french-fries while on the tour bus. "God, Justin. I was about to beat you up." He said holding him.

He cried loudly. "Oh, Mike. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to say the "F" word to you. I just love her so much. I just love her so much that I go crazy because I just can't take it anymore. He shouldn't have kissed her or touched her and everything would have been fine. But he had to do those things and I lost it. He pushed me over the edge. Now everyone is going to think I'm crazy. Your like a dad to me. I had no right to say those things to you. I don't know what's wrong with me."

"Hey, J. It's okay. I know you love Kim to death. I can understand where you are coming from. I am going to order that you and Nick are to never be around each other. Don't worry about a thing, because I'll go to Jive and make some sort of arrangement. But you and him cannot be near each other. You must really hate him." He patted Justin on the back and laughed.

He sniffled and smiled. "I do hate him. He's trouble. Thank you for saving my ass back there. There is no telling what I could have done. I'm making sure you get a raise, Mike. I know you get paid good. But you deserve better. You put up with too much from me. And I'm so sorry for making you sound like a slave or something. You know I will always do what you tell me....unless I freak out that is." He laughed to stop his cries.

Mike disheveled his curls. "You know I love your bad ass, Justin. But did you really think you could take me on?" He laughed.

He shook his head. "No. I was just talking. There is no way I could ever beat you in a fight. NO WAY!"

He laid his large rounded arm across Justin's shoulder. "Are you okay, J? I knocked you into the wall pretty hard."

The back of his head was throbbing and his neck had surges of pain flowing through it, but he could have had worse. "I'll live."

"Why don't I get you and Kim back to your hotel so you can get your things ready for the airport."

He nodded. "Sounds good to me." He said sniffling.

"Oh, and Justin. I have a whole new respect for you now that you've attempted to fight me. You are still the money, man." He held his hand out for Justin to shake.

He grinned through his pain, and did a hand shake with Mike. "Thank you, Mike. Thank you for not being mad at me. Thank you for everything."

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September 8, 2002 (Kim's Birthday.) Morning.

He smiled evilly when he discovered she was still sleeping. From shifting throughout the night, her back was to him. Her chest rose and fell as she encompassed complex breaths. For some reason she was not lightly snoring. She was so peaceful, she remained soundless.

He sneakily proceeded his body closer to hers. In a furtive count to three he was going to attack. "OH MY GOD, BABY GIRL! OH MY GOD! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYYYYYYY!" He shouted in her ear, while shaking her.

She thought she had had a physical heart attack until she inhaled a shallow sigh for a breath. "Justin..."

Now that he had did what he intended to do, he moved back over to his side of the bed, and tucked his face into his sunken pillow.

"Are you trying to KILL me, Justin? On my birthday?" She asked, revolving to face him. When she saw his adorable and delightful smile, she smiled.

"Happy birthday, baby girl." He whispered, contracting the bare skin of her waist with his fingers.. "And now I guess I have to sing it to you." He laid flat on his back and gazed up at the white ceiling. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU! HAVE BIRTHDAY DEAR KIMMMMMMM! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOO YOU!"

She clapped. "It was SO beautiful how you shouted that! Almost brings tears to my eyes. Thank you." She sarcastically stated with a tired giggle.

His head eddied at her. "Your welcome. And since you said I can't buy you anything. Thats all I have to give."

She closed her eyes and smiled. "Well thank you, Justin. Really."

Why is she thanking me? I didn't do anything...

"And what are you eating THIS morning. God, your breath smells so good. Can I have one? Whatever it is. You like SLEEP with candy in your mouth, Justin."

He reached under his pillow and pulled something from underneath it. "Wild berry lifesaver. Thats what I'm eating." In a propulsive movement, he threw one to her.

"Ow! You hit me in my face with it, Justin."

He laughed. "My bad."

She opened the piece of candy and popped it in her mouth. "So, how are you feeling this morning? Not hung over?"

He shook his head. "Nope. Today is your birthday. I don't have TIME to be hung over."

She sighed. "Yeah today is my birthday...I feel old. I'm twenty, Justin. I first met you when I was eighteen. I'm twenty now. So, what should we do today? Go out to dinner or something?"

He tried to burn his grin from his face, but he couldn't. "No. WE aren't going to do anything."

Her eyes widened at his meanness. "Okay then."

"Because YOU are about to leave! Get out of here, Kim!"

"What are you talking about, Justin?"

"LEAVE! Because you have a limo waiting for you outside, along with a few guys named Mike, Chris, Joey, Lance and JC, who's arms you love so much. You are going to spend all day at Disney World and Universal Studios with them, while I get the house prepared for your birthday." He laughed earsplittingly loud. "You thought I wasn't going to do anything for you birthday, huh?"

She laughed. "Well, yeah. I wasn't expecting this..."

He jerked the covers from her. "Well. Get up, baby girl. I have so much to do in so little time."

She stumbled from the bed laughing. "Oh, okay. Okay! Are you sure the guys are outside waiting for me? They were still in New York when we flew back last night."

He glanced at the clock making sure his timing was correct. "Yeah. They're out there. They better be. They took the early flight this morning. I know they are out there. Everyone is kind of involved. That is why Mom is going to keep Jade today. Oh, and dress in something not so nice. Because you may have an encounter with several obstacles. Ha ha haaaaa!"

She tossed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt on the bed. "Obstacles...right. Is that okay to wear?"

He culled up the shirt and looked it over. "This is a cute shirt." His eyes glowered at the tag. "Hold on. A size sixteen. As in sixteen in little girls? Please don't tell me this is a size sixteen in little girls? KIM!"

She giggled. "Yeah. It's a size sixteen in little girls. I was in the little girls section shopping for Jade and I saw that shirt. I just had to get it. It fits. And just like you said. It's cute."

He was snickering so hard that he rolled out of the bed and fell. "DANG! That is so fucking funny."

She rolled her eyes and her tone of voice deepened. "I really don't want to hear that word right now, Justin. Considering you said it every other word from the incident you had last night."

He picked himself up. "Sorry." He voiced softly, feeling bad for what happened. Steadily, a smile deluged him. He leaped towards Kim and grabbed her. "I almost forgot. You can't go anywhere before you get your birthday hits. I'm going to give you the spanking of your life, LITTLE GIRL." He comforted on the edge of the bed and laid Kim across his lap.

"Haha. Justin, you better quit playing around." She kicked her legs.

He yanked down her night shorts, revealing her blue bikini cut underwear. "I'm gonna give you TWENTY-ONE hits. Because I have to give you one for good luck, baby girl."

She stared to scream as he tried to extract her underwear down. "HAHAHA! Justin! JUSTIN! What are you doing?"

He chuckled. "I'm giving you your hits on your bare ass."

With that she fought and squirmed herself free. She was able to wiggle from his arms. But his hand, which was glued to the side of underwear, tore the material reposing on her waist. "Dag, you got away." He said, not making any attempts to grab her back.

Kim giggled loudly, and held the left side of her underwear together. "Justin, you are mean. You tore my panties dangit! HA! Why are you laughing? It's not funny. Hahaha!"

He laughed several times in a row. "Ohhhh, man. Thats hilarious. Hey! Don't worry about it, Kim. Your sporting the same look you did when your bikini bottoms were down too your knees and that dudes hand was on your crotch." He exaggerated.

"Whatever, Justin. Thats a lie. His hand was on my stomach and my bottoms were NOT down to my knees. And there was nothing wrong with the pose we shared. It was a professional matter, not a sexual attraction, JUSTIN!"

He folded his hands and stared into her eyes seriously. "Do you think he's cute, Kim?"

She looked at him funny. "Do I think he's cute? Yeah. He's REAL cute. Ryan is a model, Justin. Only cute guys are models." She sighed. "Awww, don't give me that face. He's just cute. I think a lot of guys are cute. Chris is cute. Lance is cute. Joey is cute. JC is cute. A lot of guys are just cute. You are too jealous about everything for your own good."

"Do you think...Nick is cute?"

She wavered her hand. "Umm, he's okay."

"And what am I, Kim? You aren't going to leave you for a cuter guy are you?"

She crunched on the lifesaver she was eating. "Your beautiful. Your not cute. Your not okay. Your just beautiful and fine. Let me tell you, Justin. I can truthfully say you are the most gorgeous person I've ever seen in my life. And when we didn't know each other, I saw you in Nsync, but I was just like oh he's cute. And thats it. I didn't even know what your name was. Now that I'm with you, I know that you are the most beautiful person on this earth. And I would NEVER leave you for anyone else, or any reason."

He was still pouting. "What you just said was nice, but I'm still jealous. How come other guys can take pictures of you with their hands on your stomach and not me?"

She sat on his lap and kissed his lips. "You can. Just come with me. Next time I have a photo shoot. We'll take pictures together and have fun."

His hand squeezed her knee. And he kissed her lips. "That would be cool. I love you, birthday girl."

Her arm folded around his neck. "I love you too, underwear tearer."

He laughed. "Now get off of me and get dressed. You need to be going. And you can't take anything with you. No bag. No keys. No nothin'."

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