"I have no clue what the hell is going on," Taylor almost yelled as he looked out the window of their suite in the Plaza Hotel.

There a few floors below milled what appeared to be a mob of photographers and reporters.

"Is there anything on television," Tay asked looking back at Will.

"Nope, it's all just the regular crap," he sighed.

"Do you mind if we miss the Abercrombie thing and just go to Calvin Klein?" Tay asked with a pleading face.

"Sure, that's ok," Will smiled at Taylor.

"Thank God," Tay sighed as he walked over and flopped down into the sofa resting his head in Will's lap.

"What, you thought I'd demand we go," Will giggled as he ran his fingers through Taylor's hair.

"Right now, I don't know about anything, this is all so weird," Tay groaned turning over pressing his face into Will's stomach.

Will smiled quietly as he rubbed Taylor's neck and continued to surf the stations. Nothing particular seemed to catch his attention.

"This is MTV News," the voice blurted from the television set.

"Turn that shit off," Taylor yelled, his mouth muffled in Will's stomach.

Chuckling to himself he switched off the television set, squelching the gossip and tabloid trash MTV called news.

"Your neck and shoulders are all tensed up," Will exclaimed as he gently squeezed and rubbed Taylors shoulders.

"Yeah," he muttered quietly in reply.

"Here, sit up," Will whispered as he pulled Taylor up to a sitting position.

After pulling Tay's shirt off and carrying him to the bedroom Will laid him down gently on the bed.

"You just relax mister," Will smiled quietly as he retrieved some soothing rose scented lotion from his bag.

"I'm so stressed right now," Tay sighed squeezing his eyes shut.

"I know, and this will help," Will exclaimed as he gave Taylor's shoes a tug and dropped them on the floor.

"Unsnap your pants," Will whispered as Tay did as he was told.

A few moments later Taylor rested quietly on his stomach his clothes in a pile on the floor by the bed.

"Here we go," Will exclaimed as he drew the heavy curtains shut. The room sinking into a dim glow which pulsed from the small candles he had lit.

"And," Will smiled quietly as he hit the play button on the stereo in the entertainment center.

Taylor sighed quietly as he heard the first chords of Enya 'Only Time' the album version drone through into the bedroom from the main suite.

"Now just close your eyes, and breathe in and out slowly and picture that tiny little island," Will whispered quietly as he began to rub Taylor's neck and back.

Taylor caught himself gasping ever so slightly as the tension in his muscles would scream in agony at the first touch of pressure. But soon found himself tingling as all the pain seemed to melt and drip away from him in the droplets of sweat that had broken out on his body.

"How do you do it?" Tay whispered as Will continued to work quietly on him.

"Years of practice," he smiled.

"On what, a stuffed animal?" Taylor replied quietly as his mouth curled into a smile.

"No, my mother, she was a professional limo driver years ago when I was really little, and every night she'd come home and her neck and back would be so sore from sitting in the limo all day," Will whispered.

"So, you learned by rubbing her neck and back," Tay asked.

"Yeah, all the little nooks and corners where little tiny muscles get all upset," Will smiled as his fingers trailed all over Taylor's back.

"However, this," Will whispered as his hands trailed down to Taylors butt.

"Is something I'm doing on instinct," he finished quietly as he began to massage and knead each cheek gently.

"Oh my God," Taylor gasped as he felt the tingling sensation rush from his butt down his thighs.

Will didn't reply, only a small smile seemed to grace his face momentarily as he worked his magic. Soon replaced by a concentrated gaze as he continued down Taylor's thighs and calves.

*          *          *          *          *

"Oh my God," Daphne gasped as she passed the news stand outside the concourse of the airport.

Fumbling with her purse she retrieved her cell phone and punched Zac's number in.

"Zac," she almost yelled as he answered the phone.

"I can't really talk right now," Zac exclaimed quietly.

"The shit has hit the fan," she exclaimed.

*          *          *          *          *

"Who's momma's big boy," Shiye repeated as she tickled Caleb's sides.

"I think that's everything on the list," Ike exclaimed as he scanned over the sheet of paper in his hands walking up behind Shiye as she pushed the grocery cart towards the check out line.

"Who's daddy's big boy," she exclaimed as Caleb giggled up at Ike.

"Did we get everything," Ike asked again.

"Um, lemme think, I think we're out of ... " Shiye trailed off as she glanced around.

"Shit," she almost screamed.

"What?" Ike exclaimed suddenly looking at Shiye.

"I, I, Ike, look," she stuttered pointing to the news stand next to the check out line.

"Holy fu," Ike started.

"Christmas," Shiye blurted covering his mouth.

"It's on all of them," he gasped as he reached out.

"I'm calling Taylor," Shiye exclaimed as she pulled out her cell phone.

*          *          *          *          *

"Come on babe, wake up," Will cooed into Taylor's ear as he snored quietly.

"Babe, we've got about an hour and a half," Will smiled as Taylor slowly started to rouse out of the sleep he had drifted into. Shifting softly, Will pushed the sheets off their bare bodies and snuggled closer.

"We've got a whore and a half, what?" Tay muttered as he woke up.

"Ha," Will giggled.

"We've got an hour and a half before we need to get to the Calvin Klein show," Will smiled as he kissed Taylor on the cheek.

"Oh," Tay smiled as he yawned.

"I've got it all set up, I have a regular car held for us around the back side of the hotel, and we'll be entering the show through the crew entrance, we won't be near any press what so ever," Will grinned as Taylor's slight smile turned into a beaming grin.

"You rock," Tay exclaimed rolling on top of Will.

"Heh, babe you're the one who's a rock," Will smiled as he felt Taylor pressed against his stomach.

"Wake up wood," Tay blushed.

"Is it 'gotta pee' wood or 'frisky' wood?" Will asked playfully twirling a lock of Tay's hair around his index finger.

"It's frisky wood," Tay smiled devilishly down at Will.

"Well then, I think I can take care of that," Will grinned as he flipped Taylor onto his back and crawled on top of him.

Taylor did nothing but smile and relax as Will's head bobbed up and down below. Relishing in the feeling, remaining quiet except for when he felt the inevitable was near.

"I'm gonna," Taylor whispered, a sheen of sweat on his upper lip.

Will glanced up at Taylor and felt himself smiling as he saw the expression on Taylor's face. The mix of excitement and concentration. The way his eyebrows pushed together. The way he bit and released his lower lip. Then as it hit the way he'd throw his head back and groan quietly, his back arching and his chest expanding as he released.

"Wow," Will smiled.

"Huh?" Tay asked with drowsy eye lids.

"That was more than I'm used to," he laughed wiping his chin a bit.

"Oh," Taylor grinned as his cheeks flushed even more.

"You been holding out on me or something," Will laughed.

"Come here," Tay whispered pulling Will up to his face.

"Hmm," Will asked.

Without asking or talking Taylor kissed him deeply tasting himself in Will's mouth. Will felt his mind spin and his body stiffen as Taylor's moist warm legs wrapped around him.

"I want you," Taylor breathed heavily as he effortlessly managed to pivot himself to a sitting position as Will felt himself falling back against the soft satin covered mattress.

"Taylor," Will whimpered almost painfully as he felt himself press up into Taylor's warmth.

Leaning down slightly Taylor kissed him and then slowly pressed back, wincing as Will sank slowly into him. Will's eyes opened, seeing Taylor's face pinched slightly from the initial discomfort, then the splash of sweat and flush of color as he began to concentrate again.

"Are you ok?" Will whispered realizing the last time they had been in this position was back in the Bahamas.

"Uh huh," Tay muttered quietly as he reached back with his hand.

"Are you sure?" Will asked as he saw that Taylor still didn't look too convinced he was enjoying it.

"Just a," Tay winced more and then smiled.

"There," he grinned.

"Whoa," Will gasped as he felt himself sink in fully.

"Bad angle there at first," Taylor grinned as he began to keep a rhythm.

"Oh, God, Taylor," Will gasped as he gripped Taylor by the hips.

*          *          *          *          *

"There's no answer," Shiye sighed as they pulled into the driveway of their home.

"On either cell phone," Ike asked.

"Yeah," she sighed glancing down in her lap.

"I can't believe you bought them," Ike frowned.

*          *          *          *          *

Zac sighed as he stared up at the ceiling in his bedroom. His mind turning everything that had happened in the past six hours over and over in his mind like a washing machine. He thought back to earlier that morning when he got back inside.

"Young man," Diana started.

"Young man nothing, leave me the hell alone," Zac barked as he tried to walk past her.

Unfortunately, instead of getting past her he got himself a slap in the face. Which caught him off guard more than he thought anything on earth could. He was sure that the tears that flowed out of him at that moment were mistaken for tears of shame. Fortunately for him he didn't let on to the fact that they were tears of anger. For at that very second, he had wanted to tell them all to go to hell and to quit trying to rule his life.

"How do you think it feels, for me to sit here with everyone having someone and the second I start to really like someone you guys go and try to destroy it?" Zac snapped.

"Zachary, Isaac and Shiye are a completely different story," Walker had begun.

"Yeah, and what about Will and Taylor? You don't give them any trouble," he had growled back tears still in his eyes.

"That won't be a factor for much longer," Diana exclaimed from behind him.

"What, so you're gonna break them up too?" Zac almost hissed turning around suddenly, catching his mother off guard if only for a moment.

"You just decide suddenly you don't like him being happy, and you're gonna destroy his world so he can live in yours?" Zac blurted.

"Zachary, you couldn't begin to understand the mistakes you children have made," Walker began.

"Hah, that's funny, I thought it was your job as a father to help us understand things and help us grow and learn, all you do is sit around on your ass while we do whatever the fuck we want and when people give you the eye you get all paranoid," Zac growled at his father.

Walker sat there slightly startled, not exactly sure what to say in reply. The moment of silence gave Zac's mind enough time to crank out yet another pointed statement.

"So, who gives a fuck if we're in pain, if we hate our lives so long as the wonderful 'gift sent from God' Walker and Diana look good, hell everyone's fallen for it for so many years now, if they only fuckin' knew," Zac exclaimed standing up.

"You are grounded," Diana snapped.

"Yeah, that's all you can do, you can send me to my room, you can tell me I can't go out, but you know what mother? You can't make me believe what you believe, or love who you want me to love, so stuff that in your pipe and smoke it," he yelled as he stormed off to his room.

A gentle smile played across his face as he remembered everything he had said. He regretted having to cut Daphne off during her news flash, but if he hadn't his mother would have heard him on the phone and taken it from him. He stopped and remembered suddenly.

"What the hell was she talking about," he asked as he reached for his phone.

"Ahh," he almost yelled as it started to ring as he touched it.

"Dude, what is it?" Zac hissed into the phone.

"Do mom and dad know yet?" Ike asked.

"Know about what?" Zac asked confused, distantly starting to link what Daph had tried to tell him on the phone earlier.

"Man you are not going to believe what has happened," Ike started.

*          *          *          *          *

"You two are absolutely glowing," a young girl wearing a headset smiled as she walked nearly directly into Taylor.

"Hey Katie," Taylor smiled hugging her close.

"How've you been?" he asked her.

"Busy as all hell, I've been here since four o'clock this morning and haven't even had time to stop and go out for a bite to eat, how about you two?" she smiled.

"Actually, good but it's kinda weird, the press has been chasing after me," Taylor stopped suddenly realizing he had singled himself out.

"Us, chasing us and," he started when she cut him off.

"So, introduce me to your," she paused as one of her eyebrows arched up.

"My close personal friend," Taylor smiled as his eyebrow arched up.

"My my, Taylor you have a fabulous taste in, friends," she smirked.

"Hi, I'm Katie," she exclaimed extending her hand.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Will," Will smiled back.

"You ever thought about modeling," she smiled brightly.

"Well, I did a long time ago when I was way little," Will exclaimed looking down at his shoes.

"You never told me that," Taylor smiled turning to face him.

"Yeah, well I was like barely a teenager and my mom took me to one of those mall contests," he laughed.

"Oh, that's all bullshit, I'm talking about real modeling," Katie cut him off.

Taylor noticed Will's face fall slightly and knocked his elbow against Katie.

"Oh, no I mean, no that's great, but I'm like talking about runway, print that kind of thing," she smiled.

"Nope, never really thought I had what it takes," Will blushed.

Both Taylor and Katie's mouths dropped open.

"What the hell ever?" she laughed.

"Huh?" Will asked in shock, his face flushing even more.

"Come on both of you I want you to meet the director in charge of CK's East Coast marketing," she smiled dragging Will by the hand, who in turn drug Taylor by the hand.

"Oh, my God," Will gasped slightly.

"Shush, you're gorgeous stop being so down on yourself," Taylor whispered as he nudged his nose against Will's ear.

"Elliot, this is Will," she paused as she realized she didn't know Will's last name.

"Quest," Will finished for her.

"William Quest, you have amazing bone structure," Elliot exclaimed as he began to look Will up and down.

"Sorry?" he suddenly laughed.

Will, Taylor and Katie all looked taken off guard.

"Sorry, I always do that. I love the reaction, it's classic 'you have the face of a star,'" Elliot laughed.

"The name is Elliot Harper," he smiled shaking Will's hand then Taylor's.

"So, what have you gotten this poor boy into now Katie?" Elliot exclaimed turning to Katie.

"Well, honestly I thought he'd make a good model," she smiled.

"How's your body?" Elliot asked.

"Oh," Will suddenly clamped shut.

"It's great," Taylor blurted then covered his mouth.

"Oh, really now," Elliot replied trying not to laugh.

"Well, there's not even a snowflakes chance in hell that I'd be able to put you on the show today, if that's what you were suggesting," Elliot exclaimed looking at his palm pilot.

"Oh no that's not what I was thinking, I just thought, Will where are you from, where do you live?" she asked.

Will glanced over at Taylor who suddenly did look extremely nervous.

"I'm from Miami," he smiled as he saw Taylor relax.

"Well, we have photographers as well as a base in Miami, Elliot I think it'd be cool if you," she started.

"I'm way ahead of you, Will how about you coming over to the office tomorrow and we can set up a photo shoot, you know see how you look on film?"

"That'd, be," Will asked glancing at Taylor who nodded briefly.

"That'd be fine," Will smiled.

"Alright, here is my card the address is right there, cell phone, email yada-yada-yada," he replied.

"Thank you," Will smiled.

"No problem, I'll see you there around three in the afternoon," Elliot exclaimed as he turned and walked away.

"Guess who's gonna be a model," Katie laughed as she patted Will on the back.

"I've gotta get going though, I think I've got about half an hour before I'm going to be up to my ears in work again, it was great to see you Tay," she grinned as she gave him a peck on the cheek.

"Take care," Taylor smiled as she trotted off after Elliot.

"You ok?" Taylor asked Will who was staring at the card.

"Yeah, it's just," Will paused.

"It feels like some kind of weird dream," Will whispered.

"Babe, are you ok?" Taylor noticed Will's voice wasn't touched with too much excitement.

Will glanced up briefly only allowing Taylor to just notice the tears in his eyes.

"Will, oh my God are you ok?" Taylor whispered leading him to a back corner near a rack of cloths.

"This is gonna make so much more trouble for us," Will whispered as a tear dropped and splattered on the card.

"Huh, what I don't," Taylor stuttered.

"If I do this, everyone will know me, everyone knows you, we will be constantly, we won't have anything left to us," Will stuttered as more tears fell from his eyes.

"Shh, we'll work through it," Taylor sighed as he hugged Will tightly.

*          *          *          *          *

"Holy shit," Zac almost barked loud enough for China to hear.

"Yeah, it was on every single one of them," Ike sighed.

"It's out then, I can't understand why we haven't heard from them," Zac sighed exasperated.

"Do mom and dad know yet?"

"No, I mean I doubt it, they've grounded me to the room and I haven't been keeping my ear to the door," Zac frowned as he flopped down on the floor at the foot of the bed.

"You're grounded, what for," Ike asked.

"It's a way long story," Zac sighed as he began to tell Isaac everything that had happened.

*          *          *          *          *

"I love the 80's," Will beamed as they sat down in the front row.

"Robert Palmer is pretty awesome," Tay grinned as the first beats of Addicted to Love began to blast.

A few moments into the show Will glanced down the runway at the entrance and gasped slightly.

"What's wrong," Tay asked glancing over.

"Dude, that's Ashton Kutcher," Will exclaimed in shock.

Taylor looked where Will was pointing to see Ashton strutting down the runway in a skimpy pair of white briefs. Taylor smirked to himself, he had watched Ashton on That 70's Show a few times not to mention when they did The List on VH1.

"Yeah, pretty cool," Tay smiled.

"Whoa," Tay and Will both whispered when Ashton looked right over at them and smirked and winked.

"Did he, at us?" Will asked.

"At you I think," Tay replied in shock.

"Whoa," Will muttered.

A bit later, after the main show finished all the models walked out and stood on the runway, all wearing the new V brief from Calvin Klein. A white very low rise cotton brief with V shaped front and back. After a burst of flash bulbs and initial rush and tumble of photographers Will and Taylor both began to realize that the cameras were aimed at them.

Instantly, as if their sudden knowledge of being photographed was the sign the photographers began asking questions. Through the shouting and noise Taylor distinctly heard the word 'gay.' His heart began to race and he began to sweat.

"Guys come on," they heard a voice blurt from their right near the stage.

"Come on," Ashton yelled again as he reached for Taylor's hand.

After pulling Taylor and Will up onto the catwalk Ashton, now clad in a thick white robe led them at a running pace towards the backstage area where photographers were definitely not allowed.

"That was pretty brave of you guys showing up here with everything in the papers," Ashton heaved out of breath.

"With what in the papers?" Will asked confused as Taylor looked at him with a pale face.

"Dude, you're kidding right?" Ashton laughed.

"Whoa, ok you're not," he exclaimed as he watched Will and Taylor staring at him with 'shock' written all over their faces.

"Um, hey Miguel do you still have the Star?" he yelled over to a tan Latin boy who was getting dressed.

"Yeah, why?" he asked with his back turned.

"Can I see it?" Ashton replied without answering his question.

"Yeah, uh," he paused glancing around his chair.

"Here, I thought you already read," he stopped short as he saw Will and Taylor standing a few feet away.

"Holy shit," he yelped as his mouth dropped open.

"Dude, lay off," Ashton commanded as he took the tabloid and looked down at it.

"Ok, here goes," he said as he turned it around.

"Taylor Hanson's sex romp in Bahamas with GAY lover," splashed across the front of the magazine. Accompanied by a very large censored photograph of Taylor riding atop Will's lap on a beach.

"Oh my God," Will muttered quietly as Taylor stumbled sideways against him.

"Oh my fucking God," Will gasped as he snatched the mag from Ashton.

"I," Tay stammered.

"I need."

"Here sit down," Ashton replied quietly pushing a chair beside him.

Slowly sitting down Taylor leaned forward and put his face in his hands. Ashton started to say something but then got quiet again and quirked his mouth slightly and watched in silence.

"Oh my God, we were being stalked," Will exclaimed in a voice so silent they almost didn't hear him.

"There's more pictures," Ashton started quietly.

"I don't want to see them," Taylor snapped as he stood up, his eyes wide and hard his jaw clenched.

"We're leaving," Taylor growled as he snatched the mag out of Will's hands and threw it on the floor.

"Hey, you guys if you," Ashton started to exclaim as he held out a piece of paper.

Taylor grabbed Will by the hand and began to take off down a side hall next to the stage. Reaching back quickly Will took the paper from Ashton, smiled and mouthed 'thank you.'

"Sorry man, I didn't know you," he started but Will and Taylor were already out of sight around the corner.

*          *          *          *          *

"Shit mom's coming," Zac hissed as he hung up the phone.

"Zachary," he heard her exclaiming in the hallway.

"Coming," he groaned as he got up and opened the door.

"Were you aware of this?" she asked holding up two of the tabloids.

"No," Zac lied.

"You realize what this means?" she asked.

"No, but I have a feeling it's gonna mean you two are gonna just box us in even more," Zac stared at her coldly.

"Young man, it wouldn't be in your best interests to get sassy with me," she replied with an even colder stare.

"Why, what are you gonna do, ground me?" Zac snapped as he slammed the door.

After punching a button and putting the phone to his ear he heard Ike pick up.

"They know now," Zac sighed.

"What happened?"

"Not sure how, not sure when, but they got two of the tabloids," Zac whispered sitting on the bed.

"Probably the same ones we have," Ike replied with a pained tone.

"Yeah, well I think it's a safe bet to say that Will and Taylor are over," Zac frowned.

"Yeah ... "

"I'm gonna go. I gotta call Daphne and let her know that we all know now, talk to you later dude," Zac sighed as he ended the call.

Sitting there, in his room Zac felt ill. His stomach was upset. He had a headache and somewhere deep down inside he knew things were about to get worse. However he was unaware that while Will and Taylor's world was nearing its end, his and Daphne's was reaching its final chapter as well. Just feet away in the dining room sitting on the table amongst the tabloids sat something else Walker and Diana had stumbled across in the gas station news racks.


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