Here by My Side- B/J AU series part 5/10

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Author:guavejuice
Pairing:Brian/Justin
Justin's POV
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Part 5

- Later that Day -

"I don't think it was a wise idea to speak to Cadet Kinney the way you did, Debbie," I tell her while we're back in the kitchen, cleaning and prepping for lunch, even though it was only 10 a.m.

"Save your breath, honey. St. George is not West Point. This place is just a rich kid's playground, a pretend military boarding school. I've seen too many of you come and go. I know the drill. I know Brian Kinney. I've known him too long, and regrettably too well…"

"But still…he's a senior cadet, and I'm a… " I stop mid-sentence.

"You have nothing to worry about, Sunshine," Debbie says. "Brian is a good kid; he won't be too hard on you. Plus it won't be too long before he leaves here anyway, "she explains, sighing in resignation. “I think Brian is one of the few cadets here who is actually pursuing a career in the military. He's graduating at the end of June," she reveals with yet another sigh.

"I can tell you're really proud of him," I comment. I'm not sure how we wound up discussing Brian's life and career in the first place, but now that we have, I'm quite intrigued. "Have you known him long?" I ask quietly.
"He's been here since he was fifteen," she answers.

"Fifteen? Wow, that's really young," I state, my eyes wide with surprise. I can’t help but wonder if the circumstances that brought him here at such a young age were not so different than mine.

"Yes, it is,” Debbie agrees, her voice somber. I think she's perceptive enough to realize I'm eager to continue our conversation. So far I hadn’t disclosed too much of my own issues with her, but somehow I assume she can already guess the reason I was kicked out of my home and wound up here.

She is about to speak again before she steals a look at the kitchen clock. Pointing one, red-lacquered fingernail at me, she tells me to my disappointment, “That's it, Sunshine; no more talking. We've got work to do. If we don't have lunch ready in time for young Mr. Kinney and the rest of his company, heads will roll."

I look back at her and smile despite my eagerness to learn more. "I wish everyone around here was more like you, Deb," I tell her after a slight pause, grateful for her kindness and understanding.

She smiles back at me as she wipes her hands on her apron. She turns around to walk to the other end of the kitchen, but before she does she reaches out to pat me on my cheek. "Gay kids are everywhere, honey; you just need to know where to find them," she says quietly.

"What??..." I stammer. "How did you…?" I ask.

"…know?” Debbie finishes my question. “Honey, I always know, and I always stick with my policy, which I'd like to refer to as ‘Do ask, do tell,’" she explains. "Oh, and by the way, I thought I’d let you know I'll be at Woody’s on Saturday. It's a local bar not too far from here. It's where I hang out with a couple of friends on my nights off. I know you have a few hours off from training and studying this coming weekend, so why don't you just stop by? It's within walking distance from the barracks. What do you say?” She smiles before she turns on her heels.

"It might not be such a bad idea," I tell her. My heart races at the mere thought, in fact.

"See?" she winks at me. "Things might turn out for the best after all…"

_ _ _ _

-Saturday night, Woody's-

"This is a really cool place," I tell Debbie as we enter the bar and walk over to take our seats at a corner table. It feels so good just to sit here, not wearing greasy fatigues or heavy boots, and not being rushed or ordered, just wearing my jeans and white T shirt.

I place the bottles of beer I brought from the bar area in front of us and start to scan the room. I didn’t know if the fake ID I had obtained before would ever be needed again. Now I’m glad that I had brought it with me but hell, it IS Saturday night, isn't it? And it has been awhile since I had a decent beer with Daphne… My heart suddenly threatens to stop entirely then as I notice who just walked in.

FUCK!

"What's HE doing here?" I suddenly hiss as I observe a familiar, tall, impressive guy enter the bar. He's not wearing any fatigues, either. He's wearing a black, open-collar dress shirt that accentuates his toned upper body and neck. The shirt's sleeves are rolled up, exposing the man's impressive arms and part of his forearms. The lower part of his body is clad in a pair of form-fitting denim jeans, which provides a clear view of his legs. He's got amazing long, lean, elegant, sexy legs, and a very nice package. And God, I'd recognize those deep hazel eyes and nicely cropped auburn hair anywhere.

Before Debbie gets a chance to answer me, I almost jump out of my chair in stunned realization. “Wait! So… God, is he…?" I turn to her, curling my lips inward, barely able to restrain myself, as she nods and smiles like a proud mom.
"I kinda expected it, but …" I confide in Debbie, just as I used to do back in high school when Daphne and I had one of our endless chats. Right now, though, my words remain hanging in the smoky air of the bar as Cadet Kinney himself approaches our table.

"Cadet Taylor…" he greets me coolly, his voice unbelievably coarse yet smooth.

"S…sir…" I struggle to say, trying to maintain some distance. I know I should probably stand at 'attention' or something, since Cadet Kinney is above me in rank, but for the life of me I simply can't do that now, because I can't let him notice how my dick is almost at full salute already. Fuck! Maybe I shouldn't have accepted Debbie's offer to join her at a gay bar tonight. I had no way of knowing Brian Kinney would be here, of course, but now I can only hope I'm not in too much trouble.

"Shouldn't you be back at the barracks right about now?" he asks me with a raised eyebrow. Fuck, he's so hot.
"I…I was just leaving…" I maintain, glancing at Debbie and hoping she will back me up. To my dismay, however, she doesn’t.

"No, he wasn't…" Debbie reveals, bemused. "Come on, Justin, you do have the weekend off, don't you?" she lifts her face to stare intently over at my superior.

"I do," I admit quietly, lowering my eyes as my face burns with embarrassment.

"All right, then, I won't make an issue out of it since it is your night off, cadet," Brian decides with a smirk. "But I will have to consider some other course of action, or some form of punishment due to the fact that you’re a minor in a bar that serves alcohol,” he adds, tucking his tongue into his cheek. I get the distinct impression he’s enjoying my discomfort.

"Punishment?” I almost gasp. Fuck me! That's NOT what I need right now. Even Debbie isn't amused. Her playful expression changes. She looks slightly terrified but also defiant.

"I wouldn't go so far as to tell Colonel Stockwell about all this, Brian," she pleads. "The man is a narrow-minded, retired army officer who founded St. George’s so he could capitalize on ignorant, rich, indifferent parents who pay obscene sums of money every few months to send their kids into his ‘academy,’ thinking their boys would get the so-called discipline they need, and learn about orderly conduct. They probably think their kids deserve it for being such spoilt, insubordinate brats.” She pauses for a moment to compose herself. Her voice softens as she continues. "YOU know better than anyone that it takes much more than that to become a REAL man, don't you, Brian?"

I don't really know what Debbie means by that, but her words seem to affect Kinney. His eyes almost glisten in the dimly lit space of the bar, and he's pulling his upper lip inward between his teeth. I have to force myself to look the other way so he doesn’t think I'm staring, but it's really difficult.

"I know that, Deb," he finally says quietly, his voice rich and deep. "But as YOU know we must maintain some level of decorum here, which is why I’ll have to report it," he explains, his tone of voice changing. He pinches the bridge of his nose before he lets out a brusque 'good night' and turns to leave.

"Sorry about that, kiddo," Debbie says apologetically afterward. "I didn't mean for that to happen."

"It's okay, Debbie," I answer her glumly. "I don't really care anymore.”

"Oh, I think you DO care, Sunshine, but it's NEVER easy. So you'll have to be very patient," she says cryptically.

"What do you mean?" I ask, trying to decipher her puzzling response.

She doesn't answer; she just pushes her chair to stand up, instead. "No rest for the wicked, sweetie," she responds regretfully. "I have a kitchen to run, remember? I've got to be up bright and early tomorrow morning. As for YOU – I know you’ll get the hang of it sooner rather than later, but for now we’d better leave." She crooks her index finger at me with a 'come here’ gesture, making sure I'll be leaving with her.

I tag along behind Debbie as we leave the premises, running the events that occurred earlier through my mind as if I'm watching it on film. What would have been the odds of me running into Cadet Kinney in a gay bar on Saturday night? Talk about weirdness. Now I feel even more restless than before. I know I said I didn’t mind being punished, but it's still bugging me; not to mention I’m horny as hell.

I won't be able to sleep all night, unless I hide in the bathroom and jerk off into my fist while I think about HIM. Shit, I know it's wrong, not because we’re both gay, but because nothing would probably come out of it. I wince as I think of my choice of words, which only makes me even more frustrated. Debbie's comments earlier still ring in my ears. I know it's the wrong time and the wrong place for anything to happen. Fuck! I'm no dreamy-eyed school boy, so I'd better stop acting like one.

It's so hard, though…

TBC…

Comments

[techgirl-on-ij.livejournal.com]

I don't like the sound of Colonel Stockwell and that Brian is reporting Justin. Hopefully something good will come out of it in the end.

Great update!

[guavejuice.livejournal.com]

I just HAD to use Stockwell in this AU this way, you know. I know that it's not easy to understand Brian's move ATM . I hope all will be revealed as the story unfolds. Thank you SO much for your honest supportive feedback dear techi. It means a lot to me. I'm thrilled to know you're still following this story :)

[har2.livejournal.com]

What kind of a rat is Brian? He has to report him?

[mrs-koki.livejournal.com]

Sorry for butting in. ^_^ It's not that Brian's a rat for doing so, it's that he has to follow rules and being a senior officer he has to make sure the rules are followed. Whether he really cared or that Justin was even there, I don't think he did but he knows he has no choice if he wants avoid trouble himself.

[guavejuice.livejournal.com]

Thanks for your thoughtful comment, my friend :)

[mrs-koki.livejournal.com]

You're welcome hun XD

[guavejuice.livejournal.com]

I know it might not be easy to understand Brian's move at this point BUT I can tell you all will be revealed as the plot unfolds. Thank you so much for taking the time to read and comment. I really appreciate it.

[mrs-koki.livejournal.com]

Love chapters 1-5 <3 I'm sorry for not commenting sooner, I've been reading this mostly when my brain can't let type anything coherent. orz.

I don't like the sound of this Col Stockwell guy at all. I can understand Brian having to report Justin as they do have rules that need to be followed, I just think he doesn't really want too and he seems to be conflicted.

[guavejuice.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much for taking the time to read all previous chapters in this series so far my friend. No need to apologize, obviously :)
Thank you so much for your thoughtful supportive supportive feedback. It means a lot to me.
More to come...

[mrs-koki.livejournal.com]

You're welcome XD Okay :)


You're welcome ^_^

[bksbracelet.livejournal.com]

I hope Cadet Kinney has his own plans for 'punishment' for Justin lol

[guavejuice.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much for taking the time to read and comment, Chris. Your supportive feedback means a lot to me.
I hope more will be revealed as the story unfolds.
More to come...

[yumyumpm.livejournal.com]

oh, no. Stockwell isn't any better here than he was in the series. Then again Justin might just like the punishment Cadet Kinney dishes out. Who knows?

[guavejuice.livejournal.com]

Thank you SO much for following this story and for taking the time to read and leave such a thoughtful supportive feedback. It means a lot to me.
More to come...

[hikinggirl70.livejournal.com]

Debbie is such a hoot in this chapter. I can't wait to read the next one.

[guavejuice.livejournal.com]

I def felt Debbie should be a part of this story :)
Thank you so much for your super supportive feedback. It means a lot to me. SO thrilled to know you enjoyed this chapter.
More to come...

[landlady-4rent.livejournal.com]

Why is Brian being such an asshole? Reporting Justin to another asshole, Stockwell. LOL. Great update, V!

[guavejuice.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much for taking the time to read and comment. Your supportive feedback means a lot to me, Annie. Yes, Brian is being an asshole here but there's more to it than meets the eye.
I really enjoyed writing this story. It means a lot to me to know you're following it :)