Authors notes: Kwaiii! Thank you to my wonderful beta CJ AKA DLB whom I love <3 thank you Hun!!!! *Glomp*

Vernisha Kwaii! Thank you hun :D I couldn't ever see something I ever wrote as a movie but it's an awesome thought, thanks lots, your comment made me smile :) DrummerLadyBourdon: Woo! My wonderful beta *hug* Thanks for taking the time to read this hun, I know you're a bigger Robbie fan than Bennoda so it means the world. It's gonna be hard to catch up when you're the one who has to proofread my future chps lol, soooo glad you like this *hug* Drpepper199: lol, I'm so glad you like it hun. Yeah Rob is being fairly blunt and forward, I think it'd be more like this Rob, not the real one tho, he seems too quite XP mistofstars: Aw no there'll still be fluff but the whole staying in bed for hours on end is stopping, like the overload of fluff, I like fluff too much to take it away XP Thanks for the comment hun, I hope you like this :D NalaNyaSilmaRyl: KWA! Hun do you want me to hate you!? LP ain't coming to Ireland this year and even when they do it's too cold for Chaz to take his top off, Fine, I'm too jealous to be nice to you XP lplover22: we get to see what Braddles saw now hun :D Aw hun your comment means the world thank you *hug* TYshangshan: Yuss I love Bennoda fluff too :P I'm really glad you liked it hun, truly, I'm still chuffed over the cop/criminal pic :D gasp? it's to take a quick breath in when you're surprised. Vampire Princess: Yeah fluff!! <3 Hope you like this hun :D DarkestOfShadows: babe? I love that too :D And yuss, Chaz just wants Mike to himself for as long as possible XP Hope you like this :D Chan.xx: Aw I'm glad you like hun, I love Chaz and Mike too :D hope you like :3 Drakanaa Byzanthum: aww thanks hun :D Morning wood, always makes me laugh when people say that so I had to put it in XP Well you see Chester's image thrives on female attention and not all women are as inclined to accept and cruse on a gay guy as fangirls are ya know? Hope ya like anyway :D axl adamic: Oh wow thank you so much hun *glomp* really you think it's amazing? I was soooooo nervous putting it up at first cause blindness can be a sensitive subject. Your comment made me smile so much, hope you like this :D stefy: Hiding the relationship? It's just to drag out the storyline. I'm purposely over-exaggerating everyone’s reactions and stuff just to make for a more interesting read :D hope you like this hun

Almost the entire plane trip back to America had been nothing short of torture for the artist and model. For one, the return flight was not first class which meant they were surrounded by over 200 civilians and given Chester’s recent publicity they couldn't even hold hands or talk too intimately. Chester would steal glances at Mike sometimes, despite a strange New Yorker sitting in between them and it wasn't until Chester would mouth 'I love you' to his other half that he'd realize that his efforts for communication were in vain.

"Sorry." Mike apologized to the guy who was sitting between him and Chester. He hoped he was looking to his friend as he stretched out a hand, coming in contact with the models elbow. The New Yorker leaned back so not to be touching off the blind male's arm. "Chaz."

"Yeah?"

"Can you help me find the toilet?" Chester nodded and stood swiftly. He stretched his hand out and almost swooned at the contact. Mike smiled as they held hands and he allowed Chester to lead him along the aisles to the bathroom. A child who had been running along the aisles to the displeasure of his screaming mother bumped recklessly into Mike, sending the disabled male flying forward into Chester's back. Chester gasped as he felt Mike press into him, but shook it off and hooked his arm around Mike's waist to ensure he was supported as the artist struggled to his feet.

"You ok man?" Chester smiled, sliding his and Mike's fingers together. Mike nodded and walked behind his friend. No one seemed to notice the intimacy of how their hands entwined and they continued to the toilet, Chester opening the door to let Mike in. He made it look like he closed the door and looked left and right. No one was looking, so the model slipped in.

Mike jumped when he heard the door snap shut and suddenly became aware of the heat radiating from another body in the incredibly small space.

"Chester?" He hoped as he felt someone rub their face against his neck.

"Yup." Chester smiled but that faded as Mike shrugged him off. "Did I do something wrong?" Mike smiled as he unzipped his pants.

"Of course you didn't. I'm just not sure whether I could pee with an erection." Chester laughed and leaned against the small sink as he waited for Mike who finished his business and turned to the sink only to bump into Chester who leaned forward and kissed him. "Chaz?"

"Did I do something wrong again?" Chester pouted as Mike stretched his arms around Chester’s body and washed them.

"I just don't like being dirty." Mike replied, shaking the water off his hands before resting them on Chester's lower back. Chester grinned.

"But you are dirty, Mike." He growled. "You are a bad, dirty boy!" Chester leaned forward so their lips met softly at first, but soon grew heated as Mike pinned Chester to what he assumed was the basin. Chester moaned into Mike's lips as the artist's leg slid in between Chester's and they began to grind against one another. The movements were simple but soon left the two men panting helplessly into the others lips as they attempted to kiss but instead missed because they were both gasping. Chester arched his hips, grinding into Mike. "Mike...fuck me please!"

"God yes!" Mike growled as he felt Chester undo his belt. There was a loud beep that they almost didn't hear because of their panting.

Attention, we will be arriving in LAX in ten to fifteen minutes. Will all passengers please return to their seat and put on their seatbelts. Thank you.

Chester growled but continued to assault Mike's lips, clawing at him.

"Chester, we have to go." Mike uttered between kisses. Chester moaned.

"Aw, no!" He whined. "Let me give you a BJ or something." Mike laughed and cupped Chester's cheeks in his hands.

"Sorry babe, but not when the plane is descending...c'mon. Once we're back in LA you can come to my place and entertain whatever little fantasies your sick mind can create." Chester’s eyes widened and he felt his body shutter at Mike's words. He adored how his lover’s voice was husky with arousal, but he moved away and took his lovers hand.

After cautiously exiting the bathroom they made their way along the aisle of the plane to their seats. The middle man had fallen asleep but Chester knew he'd wake as soon as the plane started to descend.

Mike and Chester sat in their chairs. Chester noticed how Mike's cheeks were flushed and he grinned at his partners sheer cuteness. He leaned back in his seat and saw Karen and Joe sitting a few rows away, facing him. Karen whispered to Joe who laughed and looked Chester's way, winking and causing the older man to blush madly. Rob was in the row in front of them, but was too busy with his tongue down a girls throat to notice his friend.

With the New Yorker still slumbering Chester chanced stretching his hand across the large male and took Mike's who smiled.

Attention, please. We're beginning our decent into LA now, please remain seated and thank you for flying with us.

The male between them woke at the voice on the intercom and Chester's hand snapped back to his lap before the waking male noticed they were holding them in the first place.

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Dodge jumped and barked happily as the three got out of the town car that brought them to Mike's apartment block. Chester took the bags, regretting it when he felt how heavy just his own was. Still he gritted his teeth and jogged after Mike as the large car pulled away. Chester realized how many people were around and he sighed, leaning into Mike's ear as the artist was dragged by his guide.

"I can't wait to get you in there and ravish you." He groaned, resisting the strong temptation to grope or kiss his partner in the middle of the many children, parents and adults that littered the premises.

"You'll just have to wait then." Mike teased as he slowed his jog to a stroll. Dodge and Chester both wined at this and the pup continued to tug on the leash, keen to get home. Mike still enjoyed torturing his lover who was now panting from the heavy bags.

"Fine!" Chester huffed. "Then I'll just have to withhold all sexual activity to punish you." Mike grinned as Dodge brought him to the door.

"You couldn't resist me if you tried." He snickered as he found his lock in record time despite the fact that his hands were trembling with excitement of what was going to come once they got inside the door. As soon as they got inside Chester dumped the bags as Mike bent down to take Dodges collar off. Chester licked his lips as he saw that Mike was bending from the hips, most likely to torture his lover who shut his eyes and attempted to be strong.

Chester was biting his lip, but the darkness behind his eyelids only made the visions more vivid.

Mike bent over in the hallway as Chester pounded into him.

Mike leaning over him, sucking him off.

Mike crashing forward, trusting every inch of himself into Chester.

Reluctantly a low moan escaped the model.

"You can open your eyes you know." Chester did as told and looked directly at Mike who was standing mere inches away.

"How did you know?" Chester couldn't help asking in a low whisper. Mike smiled and raised a hand to Chester's cheek.

"I don't know...I just do." Chester stared helplessly as Mike closed in, his finger resting underneath the models bottom lip, guiding him into a light kiss. Their lips touched so lightly it was like butterfly wings but there were still sparks of passion ignited within them both at that soft, delicate touch.

Chester's eyes fluttered shut as Mike's hands cupped his face gently and he adorned his lover’s lips in delicate, closed mouth kisses that left Chester breathless for more. The model wrapped his arms around Mike's neck and tilted his head, allowing Mike's newly introduced tongue to probe his lips and part them.

Both moaned as the kiss grew heated. Mike's grip tightened on his lover and their mouths fused, tongues sliding deliciously. Chester began to pant into Mike's lip, legs growing weak, as he had to cling to his partner for support.

"Let's just...go to the sitting room or something." Mike gasped as he took Chester's hand and using his hand led him to the small room with the cream carpet and sunset walls.

Chester pulled down the blinds, led Mike to the couch and pulled him down on it. They didn't rush into anything and kept their clothes on. Chester was kneeling on the sofa, as was Mike, their lips joined and fingers fitting together.

Mike loosed his grip on one of Chester's hands and cupped his lover’s face. Chester smiled and placed his hand over Mike's as he opened his lips, allowing Mike's tongue to enter his mouth. His moan was lost into Mike's soft lips.

"I love you." Chester gasped between one kiss before latching onto Mike's lips again. "I do. I love you so much. So, so much!"

"I love you, too." In Mike's mind there was too much talking. He just wanted to kiss and touch Chester. He felt so complete with Chester's lips pressed against his, so fulfilled when Chester's tongue was in his mouth and happier than ever before when Chester's touches danced along his skin as they made love.

Chester's hands cupped Mike's cheeks and he leaned back on the couch, pulling the male down with him. Mike felt himself settle between Chester's legs, their clothed erections pressing intimately together. Chester moaned and began to rock his body, growling at the sensations only Mike could cause to rise within him.

"Please Mike..." He begged, kissing his lover. "Make love to me."

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"I'm not a girl, don't tell me what to believe! I'm just trying to find the woman in meeee! All I need is time, a moment that is mine..." Brad sang along to Britney Spears, his guilty pleasure. He bounced as his makeshift CD changed to “Toxic.” Still as soon as he saw Mike's apartment he fumbled with the dial until Good Charlotte came on.

"I rock a law suit when I'm going to court, a white suit when I'm getting divorced, a black suit at the funeral home and my birthday suit when I'm home alone. Talking on the phone..."

Brad pulled into the apartments complex and parked his car behind the building complex. He was pretty sure Mike said he'd be back in America today so he stretched across and caught his camera. He and Tori, his latest girl had gone to Disneyworld and he got some hilarious shots that he just had to show his friend.

Brad held onto the camera strap as he locked his car and walked towards the apartment block. He was humming to himself for almost a minute before he realized it was Britney he was humming. He quickly switched it to Depeche Mode as he continued his saunter towards his friend’s apartment.

He passed the sitting room window and couldn't help but notice there was a small rip in the blinds, large enough to see into. Brad stopped, why did Mike have his blinds down in the middle of the day? Was something wrong? Brad was filled with the vision of a thief after tying up his friend, pulling down the blinds and robbing the house. Suddenly feeling a little panicking Brad couldn't see the harm in looking through the rip to ensure his friend was safe.

He gasped.

The lamp was shining on two, now shirtless figures that were kissing passionately, hands running along one another’s torsos as if trying to feel every inch of the other half.

Brad's jaw fell open as he recognized the dark haired male caught up in the passionate embrace.

Chester mother-fucking Bennington!!

"Oh my god!" Brad gasped as he pulled away and looked from left to right. There was no one around; hardly anyone was ever around the back of the building. Brad couldn't help his next action. He took out his camera and held it to the window across from the rather wide rip. He was glad to see that the actions within Mike's living room were visible to his camera and he started to take snap shots. After a mere five photos the memory was full.

Brad bit his lip to stop himself for crying out curses as he looked down to the camera and tried to delete the now meaningless photos of him and...what's her name. Once a number of the theme park shots were delegated Brad looked up and his eyes widened. Mike and Chester had all their clothing discarded and the touching had gotten much more intimate. Their lips were moving, but Brad heard nothing. He took a few pictures and held the camera to his chest, not wanting to waste any more memory until he got to the juicy stuff.

He gasped when Chester leaned down and wrapped his lips around Mike's cock. Definitely a money shot.

Mike's head arching back, fingers wound in Chester's hair as the model deep throated him. click

Chester kissing up along Mike's torso, hands flat against the artists shoulders, pressing him back onto the couch. click

Mike's mouth wide as Chester lowered himself on the half-Asians throbbing cock. click

Their mouths fusing as Chester rode his friend. click

Chester gasping as Mike's hand wrapped around his own pitifully, weeping dick. click

Mike's back arched as he screamed loudly, cumming hard inside Chester. click

Chester joining him as his semen spilt all over his lovers stomach. click

The model collapsing on top of the artist, breathing heavily as Mike held his face in his hands and kissed him deeply. click

Brad looked at his camera, a malicious grin on his lips as he took out his cell and typed in his home number. It rang a couple of times.

Hey this is Brad and Dave’s place...not like...'our' place cause I'm not like...I mean we're not like that...I mean...Just leave a message.

"Fuck!" Brad cursed as he hung up and instead called an office number.

"Hello, this is..."

"Helena, it's Brad." The youth said in a hurried tone. "Please, just put Dave on."

"Sure thing, babe." The secretary laughed and there was a moment until his friend was on the line.

"Hey, B."

"Dave, you in Santa Monica?"

"Evidently."

"You need to get home right away."

"What? Why?"

"You just need to."

"Brad is something wrong?...Did something happen to Mike?"

'You could say that.' Brad smirked but coughed.

"Would it encourage you to come if I told you I had photographs that would make your next edition sell like NEVER before?"

"What kind of photos?"

"I can't really discuss it..." Brad looked to the camera. "You really have to see it to believe it." There was a long silence and obviously curiosity was eating away at him.

"Ok, fine. I'll see you in a few, ok?"

"Perfect." Brad grinned, pocketing his camera and rushing away from Mike's back window. He leapt in the car, turned on Britney and sang loudly, unashamed as he was possibly going to get quite a lot of money out of this. Coming to Mike's that evening was the best decision he ever made.

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"Oh...my....FUCKING GOD! Brad how did you....oh my god!!" Brad smiled and nodded as Dave paced, flicking through the grossly graphic photographs. He would cringe every so often, but still. "Oh my fucking god!"

"How much you gonna give me for them?" Brad asked with a smug grin on his face. Dave's brow furrowed and he looked to his friend.

"Dude, I can't take these...no, this is Mike."

"So?" Dave's mouth fell open.

"Dude, it's Mike. Like...the guy we've both known since kindergarten. He's one of our best friends...or at least he's one of mine." Brad gazed up at his roommate in a horrified manner.

"Dude, I care about Mike, too."

"Yeah, right!" Dave shook the camera in the air. "You want me to publish these photos and you call him your best friend?" Brad was frowning.

"Think of the money!"

"Think of him!"

"You can blur his fucking face, can't you!?" Brad cried out and Dave stopped. He bit his lip and gazed down at the camera, a tempting look in his eye. "Think about it man. You put Chester Bennington on your cover for a simple interview and your sales soar, right?" Dave nodded. "Now imagine his official coming out. You can prove all those rumors right and you will be a richer man." Dave collapsed on the couch and looked through the camera again.

"I suppose we could blur Mike's face." He said quietly. "And we don't have to name him..."

"So, how much?" Dave sighed and looked through the photos.

"I'll take 'em all. Fifty bucks each." Brad's eyes widened as he thought of the great many photos he took.

"Seriously?" Dave nodded.

"I mean...we won't be able to use them all of course because of content but if I pay I want the memory card and you'll have to delete them." Brad looked to his friend.

"Why?"

"Because then we can have rights to the first photos taken. C'mon man, fifty bucks a photo and there's definitely over twenty here." Brad bit his lip but held out his hand towards Dave.

"Deal." Dave smiled and took out the memory card from the camera and stood.

"Great. Now if you'll excuse me I'm gonna head back to Santa Monica." Brad looked up.

"Dude, it's like eleven at night." Dave smiled.

"I know but this issue is going out Saturday and I'm not missing a moment before I get these to press."

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Authors notes: GASP! Well I'm making Brad to be a lousy friend in this XP Lyrics used-I'm not a girl-Britney spears and I just wanna live-Good charlotte

Next Chapter "You go baby." He whispered. "I'll be ok...and I really am sorry."

"You have no reason to be." Chester assured him, kissing his lips before he moved away to follow Rob outside. Mike rested on his chair and bit his lip. He knew Chester was only saying that so he wouldn't feel bad but he couldn't help it. He felt like he had officially made Chester's life hell. He was going to get a hard time, why did there have to be so many haters in the world?

R/R please :3