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"Tan…wake up!"

He opens his eyes, staring at the ceiling of an unfamiliar room. His instant reaction is to place a hand to himself, scared he is still naked, but he is fully clothed. Where is he? "TAN!"

His head shoots to his right. There, he sees the figures of five people staring at him. "Where am I?" He questions as he slowly sits up from what appears to be a leather couch, brown in colour. "Where's Mr Bell?" 

One of the figures steps forwards, coming into focus, wait…is that…Samuel? He kneels next to Tan, catching Tan's confused gaze. "Mr Bell is gone. It's just us now," Samuel replies, looking back at the four males behind him. 

Tan now sees clearly who they are. Handsome blonde anime woodland prince, the guy on the stairs, the man on the bus and the boy he sat next to in class. He now swings his legs off of the couch. He runs his hands over his face, taking in each male before him. "I don't understand. What is this place?"

"Mr Bell is your fantasy Tan. He is in your head." Samuel tries to explain, but Tan cuts off his words. 

"No, he was here, he was real. I felt him!" 

"He is all you have ever wanted and now you have had a taste, you cannot leave Boystown." Samuel stands up. Now offering a hand for Tan to take. 

Tan sees the hand before him and instinctively takes it. He is pulled up to standing, but as soon as he is, he pulls his hand away from Samuel's grasp. "You, all of you. You tricked me!" 

"We never forced you to do anything. We just showed you the many ways to reach your heart's desire." The handsome blonde anime woodland prince now steps forward. "We were all like you. Trying to defy boyslove, but you know what? It's an addiction and now you've tasted it, you won't be able to get enough." 

Tan goes quiet. Had he really gotten here of his own free will all of this time? Had his desires pushed through making him weak, only seeing what he wanted to see? "So I can't leave?" Tan wonders.

"Would you really want to?" The man from the bus says. "We were all like you once, fighting our desires, our pleasures, but now when we succeed, our pleasures are fulfilled and yours can be too.

"Do you want to see Mr Bell again?" It's now the turn of the guy on the stairs to talk. "You can see him again… if you want to." 

Tan thinks about his mind blowing experience he had just encountered. He looks at the five males before him. They all looked happy, content and satisfied. Was Boystown as bad as all that? "What do I have to do?" He finds the words leaving his lips. 

"Find your strength. You have seen ours.'' Samuel responds. "I am the irresistible roommate."

"I am the ultimate yaoi dream." The handsome blonde anime woodland prince declares, which makes Tan chuckle under his breath. 

"I am a meeting by chance." The guy from the stairs says.

"I am the sensory seducer." The man from the bus utters.

"And I am the hopeless guy you will never notice, who has been by your side all along!" The man who had sat next to Tan in class says, which to be honest, Tan hadn't really noticed. 

"And what about me?" Tan wonders.

"What about you indeed, with your love of literature. Could you possibly be…" Samuel says as all four now crowd around him. 

"I am the nerd." He says with a sigh. 

"You are the nerd." Samuel says with a smile as he places a hand on Tan's shoulder, making him wobble a fraction. "Do you wanna see Mr Bell again?" Samual asks again, making eye contact with Tan.

"Yes?" Tan says as he swallows hard. 

"You know what you need to do Tan…look." Samuel glances over Tan's shoulder as he lowers his hand.  He turns to see a guy with a holdall pulled over his shoulder. A football resting under his other arm. They were suddenly outside.

"The jock." Tan mumbles as he looks a moment longer, before turning back, but everyone has gone. He looks back at the male looking all lost and confused under that fitted football shirt. It was now that Tan knew he was never going to leave Boystown…and he knew exactly what he needed to do. 

He clears his throat, as he holds the books he had suddenly found himself carrying close to his chest. He pushes his newly acquired glasses up his nose as he sets his sight on his target and puts one foot in front of the other…

THE END

A/N I have never written anything like this before. It's like a parody of sorts. It was fun but also a challenge at the same time. Thanks to anyone who took the time to read to the end

JoJo

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All hail boyslove.

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