Boi Zone

'Shock, Clocks, & Justin' Ch. 23

Title: Boi Zone

By : AshleyMistMalichi

Rating: F A O/Adults Only

Category: Fanfiction

Characters: Justin Taylor, Daphne Chanders, Brian Kinney, Debbie Novotny, Michael Novotny, Emmett Honeycutt, Ted Schmidt, Lindsay Peterson, Melanie Marcus, Gus, Vic Grassi, Cynthia, The Taylors, The Chanders, Chris Hobbes; OMC's OFC's and OC's.

Genre: AU, Drama, General/Misc. Romance, Angst, licorice FanFiccy (twisty & bittersweet)

Warnings: AU, OOC, and Het. A What IF? Canon/Fanon FanFic

Summary: Question, What if? Answer, Boi Zone. Because, 'love isn't always easy, and corrections can soon become mistakes.'

*A/N: For the sake of my story, Daphne's middle name is the inital J. =) Also, please remember, this is an AU. But, it's also a Brian and a Justin love story.

It will have a happy ending, this I promise you, but? As far as a happy middle, well, just stay tuned. ;)

*And, last BUT not least, there will be some Het references inside this fic, BUT it is NOT who you might think. ;)

Disclaimer: All Characters and situations from Queer as Folk are the properties of Russell T. Davies, Ron Cowen and Daniel Lipman, (Cowlip) Showtime, and others. No Copyright infringement has been intended by this author or this website. This story has been invented for Entertainment purposes only and has been rated by the author AshleyMistMalichi, and not by any independent body.

Story courtesy of: serindipity *my fragile fairy muse*

Boi Zone

~CHAPTER 23~

The minutes stretched, and the ticking of the old-timed Cuckoo clock were the only sounds as Daphne, Justin, Jennifer and Judy sat on the large white leather couch, barely breathing as they were looking at Ben Chanders, and waiting for, something?

Some sign, anything to show he was still mentally in the room with them.

But, Ben Chanders mind was elsewhere.

Inside his memories, he saw the pretty nurse showing him how to cut the umbilical cord, then with tears falling down his face, after she was cleaned up, weighed, and pronounced a perfect 9 apgar score, Ben handed the bright eyed, wriggling soft pink bundle to his wife, Judy.

The new proud parents named her, 'Daphne J. Chanders.'

Daphne after Judy's favorite flower the daphodil, and J. after her first client and older college chum and now her OB/GYN Dr. Jules Knep.

Moments, minutes, and days fly by, and then Ben hears his name.

'Justin, Justin Craig Taylor.'

A name his little girl says clearer and more happily than, 'mommy or daddy.'

And, Ben knows he shouldn't be jealous of a toddler! It's silly really to be jealous of a little baby the same age as his Daphne, but, he is, and he grows to hate that name.

'Justin. JUSTINJUSTINJUSTIN...'

Just as he soon hates the fact that even with his limited time he has to spend with her, all she seems to want to talk about is, him...'Justin.'

How smart he is, how pretty, how much fun they have, all of the neat secrets that they share.

And, Ben is even more ashamed to admit it, but, he is SO damn jealous! And, she is right.

Justin Taylor is a very intelligent little boy.

The kid is like a walking Encyclopedia! 

A pint sized walking, talking Thesaurus for craps sake!

He is always so damn polite. Nothing at all like other little boys his age, no, Justin is much more mature.

Hell he's light years ahead of the other little boys his age.

And as much as Ben wants to hate him, he finds, through the years, he just can't.

With his sweet disposition, his sparkling bright blue eyes, and his sunny little grin, Ben soon finds himself just as enamored with the beautiful little blond boy as does his daughter, and his wife.

And, Justin Taylor's challenging attitude, brings out the best in his little girl, making her want more, and to become the best, even better at whatever she does!

So, he finds himself buying art supplies because, "Justin loves drawing the butterflies in the garden daddy!"

And, he finds himself signing checks to a fancy private school just because,

"BUT daddy! Justin is going there, so I want to go there too!"

And, through the years, he see's the pretty little blond boy more than he cares to at his home, splashing in his pool with his daughter, at his dinner table, and fuck all! The boy even back then ate like a lumberjack! 

Hell, Ben had even allowed Justin into his daughter's bedroom!

Who'd ever heard of a boy and girl slumber party?

But, no matter how many times he did a surprise check, there they were, giggling, and playing.

Hell sometimes they even were playing dress up!

But, at night, or god forbid when they had finally fallen asleep, he'd peek in, and all's he'd see were two best friends curled up like kittens in the same sleeping bag.  

As their elementary years slipped away, and they arrived a little into their early teens, he starts to worry.

He'd caught them playing house as toddlers, and damn, but that was cute! Daphne, was as bossy as her mother!

He'd caught them 'kiss-exploring' as Justin had so honestly explained to him, when he'd caught them in the garden, several times.

But, his biggest fear was soon haunting him.

'Will they do it? Will they actually have sex?'

He'd hoped that Daphne knew by now, his views on tainted blood.

Justin Taylor was white, not black.

And that would never change.

No matter how damn smart the boy was, he couldn't become black.