Fellowshippers

Okay, so I was going along, minding my own business and writing a [Nine Years Ago] scene for Chapter Nine of "A Lost Boy," when suddenly this novelette jumped out of hiding and ambushed me. [laugh/flail] It was way too big to use in the main story, but I wanted to write it anyway so I pulled it out and finished it as a stand-mostly-alone. Enjoy!

Title: A Lost Boy: Turf Battles
Author: AngiePen
Pairing: Liam Neeson/Orlando Bloom [Primary], Mark Vincent (Vin Diesel)/Paul Walker/Orlando, implied Liam Neeson/Natasha Richardson, Mark/Paul and Natasha/Chad Michael Murray
Rating: R
Summary: Master Liam gets married. Mistress Natasha isn't bad on her own, but she dotes on her "sweet Chaddie," who's a spoiled, manipulative little prick. Troubles ensue.
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone you recognize. I know nothing about their social lives or sexual activities, more's the pity. This is fiction, period. It is done as a labor of love and I make no money from it.
Notes: 1) This fits between Chapter Eight and Chapter Nine of "A Lost Boy."
2) Set in poisontaster's Kept Boy universe. The first few stories are linked here; the rest (we're hoping) are getting linked in whatwekeep. This is an AU universe where slavery is common and is in fact legally required among the wealthy as a way of doing their part to "support" the poor. See the original story, "A Kept Boy," linked above, and the FAQ.
3) Everyone is American unless specified otherwise.



Orlando straightened his master's bow tie while Johnny ran a brush over the back of his jacket, apparently determined to get every molecule of dust or lint off of it before they sent Master Liam off to his wedding.

After another minute or so of fussing, adjusting his carnation and the crease in his trousers, and the Master finally detached himself from his fussing slaves. He gave both of them a big grin and a jaunty wave, then turned and headed out, leaving Orlando and Johnny alone in the bedroom to clean up.

The room was silent for a few seconds, and the two of them just stared at each other.

"What do you think?" Orlando asked. "I mean, is it going to be weird?"

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