Well, it's been just over a year (and 56 stories) since I did the last one
of these and the boys have gotten riled up, again . . .


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Disclaimer time once again!  Seventy-seventh verse same 
as the first . .everybody *sing*:

I don't own these characters, (chorus) Paramount does!
I don't own this venue, (chorus) Paramount does!
I am making no money off of this, (chorus) Paramount does 
not either!

This story involves assumed relationships between 
numerous sets of two men, but no sex.  If that is *not* your 
cup of tea, sweet as it is, then don't read it!  (simple, ain't 
it??) Feedback is *very* much appreciated, and always
answered.  Flames will be passed around to friends and 
chuckled over.  :)

Rated 'G', I think.

'Unfairness' by Amirin groh@iquest.net


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"Okay, Harry, I'm here. Wherever 'here' is . . .  Now, what 
was so important?"

"Thanks for coming, Chakotay.  We've got a problem."

<frown> "What sort of problem?"

<exasperated sigh>  "Don't you recognize this place?  We 
were here a year ago?  With Tom?"

<quick look>  <dawning realization>  <faint groan>  "Oh, 
Spirits."

"You got it."

<sigh>  "Okay, so why are we in Amirin's computer room?"

<another exasperated sigh>  "To talk to Amirin.  Again."

<puzzled look>  "I don't understand.  She's certainly done all 
right by P/K recently.  'Bitten' was just the two of you.  So 
was 'Underhanded'.  And 'Haunting' was a 'P/K together 
forever' story.  Harry, even 'Darkly' finally got posted and I 
never *did* get anywhere with Tom.  Not really." <upset>  "In 
fact, I've got more to complain about than *you* do.  The last
C/P she did was 'Infuriating'.  And Tom and I are still fighting 
in that one."  <devastated realization>  "Damn it, Harry, do 
you know how long it's been since I had *sex*?  Try last 
*May*, Ensign.  In 'Perception.'" 

<reassuring smile>  "Wait for 'Doppelganger'."

"I have to wait *more*?"

"It'll be worth it, trust me." 

<sigh>  "Fine.  Okay, my sex life sucks, that much is 
obvious, and I appreciate you bringing it to my attention." 
<faint glare>  "So, why are *you* here?" 

<snort>  "Have you seen her Other page recently?"

<shake head> "Nooooo . . ."

"Guess which pairing is her darling, these days?"

"Which?"

"Take a look . . ."

<click>  <click>  <scroll>  <pause>  "You've got to be 
kidding me."

"Nope."

"You've *got* to be kidding me." 

<sigh>   "Nope."

"*Please* tell me you're kidding me." 

<growl>  "*Nope*."

<whimper>  "I've been shoved aside for *Neelix*?"

<nod>  "Yup."

<incredulous>  "I haven't gotten laid since May because of 
*NEELIX*!?!?"

<snort>  "Yup.  And look how many of them there are."

"She just finished number *twenty-six*?!?"

<clear throat>  "They're short."

<in unison>  "*Tom*!"

<quietly>  "Hey, guys."

"Oh, gods, Tom, are you all right?"

<puzzled look>  "I'm fine, Harry.  Really."  <soft smile> 
"Neelix is a wonderful guy.  I'm having a great time, 
actually."

<stunned look x two>  <hurried conference>  "Aliens?"  "Q?" 
"Serious blow to the head?" 

<glare>  "Guys!  I'm enjoying myself. And if either one of 
you messes this up for me, you'll *both* be sleeping on the 
couch.  Got it?"

"I couldn't have said it better, myself."

<huff> "*There* you are.  Where have you been, Amirin?"

"Harry, some of us have Real Lives that last longer than an 
hour a week."

<snort>  "Nice one."

<smile>  "Thanks, Tom.  Chak, Harry, I've got lots of stories 
in the works for both of you.  They're just going to take a 
while longer.  That's all."

<sigh>  "'That's all', she says.  What are Chakotay and I 
supposed to do, in the meantime?"

<meaningful looks from author and pilot>

<thoughtful pause>  <arch eyebrow>  <hurriedly>  "Harry, 
where are we in the 'A' series?"

<startled>  "Uhhhh.  Grieving.  Still.  I think."

"Together?"

"Umm, not just yet.  But soon."

<soft smile>  "Maybe we should make it 'sooner'?"

<firm nod>  "I think that's a wonderful idea.  Yes. 
Absolutely."

<Ensign grabs Commander and both head out the door>

<sigh x two>

"Are you really okay with Neelix?"

<smile>  "Perfectly.  I needed nice.  And I needed sweet. 
And tender is a pretty damned good idea, too."

"I'm glad."

"Soo, what's up after this one?"

"Another Harry-in-fangs story, for one."

<blue eyes glaze over>  "Ohhh, thank you."

<grin>  "You're very welcome.  And another V, too. 
Eventually."

"That's cool.  I like V."  <pause>  "Eventually?"

"Chak has a point about you two not getting any . . . quality 
time together."

<soothing>  "It's okay."  <big smile>  "I've seen 
'Doppelganger'."

<laugh>  "Nosy!"

<chuckle>  "Sorry."

"No, it's okay.  But, that one's destined for a zine, so I'm 
working on finishing the next in the C/P backstory to 'Love 
and Logic'.  Yvette's Tuvok and Harry story.  But, still no sex 
for Chak."

<grin>  "He won't be pleased."

<growl>  "I want him to beg."

<heartfelt sigh>  "Begging's good.  I like begging."

"He has a lot to make up to you."

<snort>  "Tell me about it."

<glare>  "And he will.  I'll see to it.  Personally."

"Ooooo, you give me the shivers when you talk like that."

<shared laugh>

"How's 'Q-Ball' going?"

<shrug>  "It's coming.  Q's been busy, I guess.  He's not 
talking much." 

"Now, that's hardly fair."

<another shrug>  "He's Q."

<chuckle>  "True.  Soo, what else have you got in there?" 
<nod to computer>

<wave invitation>  "Have a look."

<rub hands together>  "Let's see, here. P/V, I know about 
those.  Damn, there're a lot of P/Ns here, nearly a dozen 
plotted out."

"They're short."

"Yeah, but it's not the length, it's what you do with it."

<pause>  <choke>

<glare>  "I didn't mean that the way it sounded, Amirin. 
Damn, you've got an evil mind." 

"Well, *duh*!"

<snort>  "Be that way."  <scroll>  <frown> "'Angehlysh'?"

"Open it up."

<stunned look>  "You made me a . . .  Oh, my god."

"Uh, huh." 

<choke>  "Harry'll love it."

<grin>  "So will you."

"Damn, it's a long one.  And it looks almost finished."

"It is, mostly. Just needs the ending written."

"And sex?"

<snerk>  "That, too."

"You've got a thing for 'altered states' stories, don't you? 
Vampires, werecats . . ."

"So does Trek."

"Granted.  Hmm, let's see what else you've got going, here. 
P/A??"

"Ayala."

<blink>  "No kidding.  Wow.  And I start out *straight*?  How 
the hell did *that* happen?"

<laugh>  "You'll have to wait and see."

"I can do that.  I think."  <swallow>  <faintly>  "'Soulless'? 
Doesn't sound like a happy one."

<wince>  "It isn't.  I'm writing it with a friend from work. 
Caro's extremely psyched about it."

<incredulous look>  "From *work*?  You corruptive 
influence, you!"

<proud smile>  "That's me." 

"So, what's it about?"

"Harry dies.  You can't deal.  You try and bring him back."

<gulp>  "Oh, god."

"A little darker than usual, but it'll be okay.  Promise."

<slow nod>  "Okay.  I'll reserve judgement on that one."

"Thank you."

<scroll down more> "P/H?"

<clear throat>  "The Holodoc."

<choke>  "You've got to be kidding me." 

<pause>  "May I remind you that that's exactly what you said 
when I told you about Neelix wanting the P/N?"

<hold up hands in surrender>  "You're right.  Sorry."

"S'okay."

"Soo, this was the Doc's idea?"

"Yup.  His fault, entirely."

<sigh>  "Bet I suffer."

"Hell, yes.  But, he makes it better."

<snort>  "He damned well *better* make it better."

<chuckle>

<prowl through outbox>  "You've got the last one in I FEEL 
HOT about done, here." <sputter>  "Is that *really* the title?"

<laugh>  "Yup."

"'Tubthumper'?  You are so twisted . . ."

"Yup."

<stare>  "And the rest of the 'A' series plotted out, with two 
of them already done?"

"Um hmm. About four more stories in that one.  Maybe five. 
And it's finished."  <sigh>

<smile>  "It's okay, you know.  I mean, when you start a 
series, people expect it's gonna have to end, sometime."

"I know.  And I know I have plenty of others to work on, to fill 
in the gap.  But, it'll be done.  And I won't get to play in that 
universe anymore."

<sympathetic nod>  "But you get to create more, *lots* 
more." 

<sigh>  "I know.  Really.  I do.  And I have lots more ideas 
about things I want to do."

<stare>  "More than *this*?"

<chuckle>  "You're only in Outbox-1, you know.  Check the 
mailbox directory."

<scroll>  <stunned pause>  "You've got two more outboxes? 
Damn.  ER, X-Files, more YMO, a four-part series with 
Chak, notes on continuing the 'History' series, an AU with 
*four* universes, a P/M . . ."  <think>

"Who's the 'M'?"

<whisper>

"*METHOS*!?"  <blink>  "Amirin, you'll be writing slash 
*forever*."

<grin>  "That's the plan, Tom.  That's the plan."


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