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Hearts of Ash 07
by
Sun Child
Walking into the bedroom, JC found Asher standing looking into his wardrobe without actually paying attention.
"Ash, you okay?" He asked, Asher jumped slightly and turned and look at JC.
"Uh, yeah I'm fine Josh. Why do you ask?" He asked.
"Because when I walked in, you were staring into your wardrobe and were a million miles away." Asher shook his head.
"Sorry, I guess I was a million miles away."
"So I noticed, want to tell me what was on your mind?" JC asked.
"Oh, it was nothing Josh. Just figuring out what to do with Jared. I don't know if I can afford to pay for him to free board here. I'm still paying for Rob's funeral." Asher told him. JC moved over to Asher and wrapped his arms around Asher's waist.
"Well, why don't you let me help out a bit. I'll cover the rest of Rob's funeral and if you want, I can pay for a bit of food seeing as I am basically living here."
"Thanks Josh, but you don't need to, you are here on my invite." Asher told him. Josh shrugged,
"Yeah well, I would like to. Let me help you a bit please." Asked JC. Asher shrugged.
"I don't want charity, I am thankful for the offer, but I don't want charity." Asher told JC. JC shrugged.
"Then don't see it as charity, see it as a gift." Asher sighed and leant back against JC.
"You're not going to let me outta this are you?" JC shook his head.
"Not a chance sweetheart." JC smiled. Asher shook his head.
"Well, thank you so much baby. It means a lot to me." JC smiled again. Asher sighed lightly and leant back against JC's firm body and looked into his wardrobe.
"What do you think I should wear tonight?" He asked. JC shrugged lightly.
"Whatever you feel comfortable in would be the best guess." JC offered. Asher sighed again and stood forwards from JC and started rifling through his wardrobe. JC looked at Asher and knew there was something more bothering him than he was letting on, though he decided against pushing the issue, knowing that Asher would come to him when he was ready.
Three hours later, the foursome were standing out the front of a club where the music was blaring out from the inside. Asher and JC looked at each other.
"So this is what type of club?" Justin asked Jared.
"Hard core and trance." Jared told him grinning like a chesire cat. Asher rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"Jared, I'm getting beyond this."
"Yeah sure Spook." Jared told him poking his tongue out at Asher. Justin looked at Asher.
"Spook?" He asked trying not to laugh. Asher frowned at glared at Jared.
"Ash here used to be a total candy raver. He was at this type of club at least five nights a week." Jared grinned.
"Still doesn't explain the name." JC pushed.
"He used to have so many UV beads on him that he glowed head to toe. Like a ghost... so we all called him spook." Jared offered. Asher blushed and looked away while JC and Justin grinned at each other. They were walking in and Asher shook his head as JC glanced his way.
"I am so not going to enjoy tonite."
"Sure you aren't... spook." Jibed JC. Once they were inside the colors and vibrant array of lights blasted them. Asher and Jared looked instantly at home, while JC and Justin looked a little out of place and uncomfortable. Asher instantly headed for the bar while Jared went to the dancefloor and was soon lost amongst the swirl of people. Justin and JC followed Asher who was at the bar ordering. JC stood beside him and Asher looked over,
"You want anything." JC shook his head.
"Nah, I got it." Asher nodded as his drink was placed infront of him. Turning he looked out over the dancefloor and remembered the days when he would rave on. He rememered a night about three and a half years ago.
***** He had been drinking, and made his way to the dance floor. He felt a pair of eyes follow him from the bar to the dancefloor. He ignored it and went to the dancefloor and began to move and grind to the music. After an hour or so Asher decided to go and get another water. Standing at the bar he felt someone move up beside him.
"Hi, how are you?" Asked a voice in Asher's ear. Asher looked over and saw a guy he had seen at the raves reguarly.
"Not too bad thanks, yourself?"
"Pretty good thanks. The name's Rob." The new guy said extending his hand. Asher shook it firmly.
"Asher." The pair stood there waiting to be served, conversation dropped.
"You're here pretty reguarly I've noticed." Rob offered, trying to start the conversation again. Asher turned and took a good look at Rob. He looked to be about 6', muscular tone, it wasn't the big bulky muscles, but the nicely sculpted ones, brown hair spiked up, handsome features. His eyes, they grabbed Asher's attention. They were dark brown, perfectly almond shaped, but there was just something about them. They were perfect eyes. Asher felt himself starting to stare and snapped himself out of it.
"You've seen me here? Anyone would think you've been watching me." He laughed. Rob smiled.
"I have." Asher stopped his laughing.
"Umm, why would you watch me?"
"Because you can dance and I think you're hot." Asher half smiled.
"And what makes you think that I'm gay?"
"I saw the person you took home last week." Rob admitted and Asher blushed. Rob had seen Cameron.
"Yeah, he was my boyfriend."
"Was?" Asked Rob.
"We broke up during the week. I don't like people who lie to me and cheat on me."
"I'm sorry to hear that. You dealing okay?" Asher nodded.
"Look, Rob, I don't know what you are asking for here. I don't like or believe in one night stands."
"I wasn't asking you to go home with me. I was actually going to ask for your number so I can call you later on and ask you out for a coffee and maybe a movie." Asher smiled and nodded.
"Okay, I think I'd like that." Rob smiled back.
Asher felt someone shaking him slightly.
"Ash, you okay?" Asked JC in his ear. Asher snapped out of his memories and landed in the present, finding JC shaking him lightly.
"Yeah, I am. Sorry, just started thinking about something from a while ago?" JC arched his eyebrow but didn't push the issue.
"It's nothing bad Josh. I was remembering how I met Rob at a rave like this." JC nodded.
"You okay?" He asked. Asher nodded.
"Yeah I think I might go dance." JC nodded and watched Asher walk to the dance area. Asher stood on the edge and started to bounce away in time with the music that was playing. JC just sat back, content to just watch.
The music and rave was drawing to a close when Asher stopped dancing and started looking for his brother. Most of the people had left so it wasn't hard to see around the dancefloor. He finally spotted Jared standing in a corner of the arena talking to a guy who had his hand on Jared's hip. Jared was looking around casually and spotted Asher and nodded him over. Sighing Asher walked over and slid in behind Jared and wrapped his arms around Jared's waist.
"There you are babe. I lost you when you came in and started dancing. I've been looking for you for the past three hours. Can we go home now, I'm kinda tired." Jared leant back against Asher.
"Sure sweetheart. Let's go." Jared put his hand out to shake the strangers who was looking at them in surprise.
"See you later Tony, nice to meet you." Tony just nodded stupidly and left, Asher kissing Jared on the cheek.
They walked up to JC who was staring at them.
"What's wrong Josh?" Asked Asher.
"You... you were... and Jared..." He struggled to get out.
"Yeah, Jared did his usual and picked up a feral for the night. It's how we get rid of them." Asher explained. JC just nodded stupidly, still not comprehending what he had seen. Asher looked around.
"Josh, where's Justin?" JC cocked his head to the side.
"I thought he was with Jared." They both looked at Jared.
"I haven't seen him in a couple of hours." JC pulled out his cell phone and called Justins number only to have it ring out and go through to his voicemail. JC snapped his phone shut and started to scan the area. Asher walked off to see if he could see him. Walking in to the toilet he heard something from one of the cubicles.
"Justin?" He called out. He heard a louder whimper from the cubicle he was standing in front of. Pushing on it, he couldn't get it to move. Sighing he kicked it in and the door flunge open and Justin nearly screamed. Asher walked in and gasped as he saw what was infront of him. Justin was sitting there on the toilet, all curled up into a ball, his body a mass of bruises. He had a black eye and small cut on the top of his forehead. Asher ran up to him and wrapped him up in his arms. Justin turned in to Asher's chest and hid his face and cried softly.
--- Oops, oh dear, what's happened to poor little Justin. Find out later when I write some more. Feedback always welcome. Catch ya all next time. Hugs, kisses and jellybeans SunChild xxxx