Thursday came faster than expected, to say the least.

After school, the band had all hiked to Vince's house. Now, Nikki, Vince, Mick and Tommy crowded around the phone in Vince's bedroom, glancing at each other nervously.

"Who wants to make the call?" Vince murmured, obviously not wanting to do it himself.

"It's your phone, you should make the call." Tommy pointed out, nerves crawling up his back. Vince violently shook his head, blond locks getting stuck in Nikki's mouth beside him. The bassist stuck his tongue out, picking the hairs off in disgust.

"Yuck.. if he doesn't want to do it, don't make him. I don't need to taste his cheap bleach again." The bassist snickered.

"Then why don't you do it? You sure like to consider yourself the leader of this circus." Mick frowned, folding his arms over his chest. Nikki did the same, curling his lip.

"Y'know what? Fine! I guess this means I am the leader of this.. 'circus'." Nikki grumbled, picking up the phone and dialing the record company's number printed on the paper before he could think twice. It rang three times before someone picked up.

"Hello?"

"Hello? Hi, is this Elektra records?" The bassist began, realizing how young he sounded compared to the man on the other end of the line.

"Indeed it is. Are you one of the acts that we gave offers to?"

"Yes. We're Mötley Crüe, and we'd like to accept your offer." Nikki forced his voice not to shake, hoping he wasn't making a fool of himself.

"Mötley Crüe.. Mötley Crüe.. ah, yes! Yes, we have you written down. Wonderful. We'd like to invite you to our offices in Los Angeles for a meeting. Is next week's Saturday afternoon okay?"

Nikki nodded furiously, suddenly remembering that the man couldn't see him so he forced his voice back into action.

"Yes, that's fine! Thank you so much."

"One last thing, can I get your names and what each person plays?"

"Yes, of course. I'm Nikki Sixx, that's two K's, two X's, and I'm the bassist. Then we have Vince Neil, who's the singer.." He smiled at each friend in turn as he named them. "Mick Mars, the guitarist, and.. and Tommy Lee is our drummer." He felt his heart swell. Finally, life was starting to fall into place.

He shifted nervously on Vince's bed, pink zebra pattern comforter rumpled under all of their bottoms. He listened as the man jotted down their names and roles, holding his breath.

"Perfect. Have a great night, boys."

The man hung up, leaving Nikki with his heart pounding in his throat.

He put the phone back on the hook, a numbing smile sliding onto his face.

"We fucking did it."

"We did?" Vince asked. The blond had been hiding his ears during the whole conversation.

"We did," Nikki giggled. "We've got a meeting in L.A. next Saturday. Who's up for a road trip?"

Three cries of, 'Me!', echoed through Vince's room, exploding into relieved laughter as they exchanged hugs.

"You're gonna be a star, baby, just like I told you." Tommy murmured softly to Nikki, taking his hands in his own.

"We're both gonna be stars." Nikki kissed him softly, eyes sliding shut. Vince stuck his tongue out, making a disgusted face.

"It still looks like Nik's kissin' our math teacher."

"Ah, shut up!" The bassist cried, breaking away from Tommy to tackle Vince. A playful wrestling match began to take place on the bed, quickly shoving Tommy and Mick to the floor.

Childish laughter took over the room. Nikki finally pinned Vince in an arm lock, making him tap out a minute later.

"Pussy. You're too easy." Nikki teased, letting Vince go.

"Oh, he's easy, alright." Mick snickered from the ground, staring up at the two on the bed. Vince's face turned beet red.

"Ha! So I've finally gotten my revenge from you making a scene about what Tommy told you." Nikki hopped off the bed, sliding into Tommy's lap.

"Fuckin' Squealer." Vince growled, rolling his eyes goodheartedly. Nikki groaned under his breath.

"C'mere." Mick opened his arms for Vince, smiling softly as the blond begrudgingly crawled off the bed and into his lap.

"I love you."

They shared a soft kiss. Nikki frowned.

"Gross. It still looks like Mick's kissin' a slut."

"I'll kill ya!" Vince tried to leap on Nikki again, but Mick held him back, laughing. Tommy's hands sat comfortably around Nikki's soft belly, gently holding their bodies against one another. Once Vince settled back down in Mick's arms, they stayed like that for a while, relishing in the joy of what had just occurred. Their future was opening up before them, and the road was looking smooth and clear.

"Who wants to get a pizza tonight? On me." Mick offered, yawning. Vince kissed his cheek, leaving a faint pink lip stain.

"That sounds great. Thanks, Mick." Tommy grinned, rocking Nikki in his arms. The bassist smiled widely, warm and comfy in Tommy's embrace.

Mick went ahead and ordered a pizza while the others started to head back downstairs, their anxiety over the situation finally cured. Nikki and Tommy curled up on the white leather couch in Vince's living room while the blond trotted off to go do something without a word.

Nikki smiled sweetly up at his lover, taking his face in his hands.

"Remember when you told me that you could never have your dream? And you said, 'You still have a chance, take it'. Remember that?"

"Faintly," Tommy laughed softly. "Why?"

Nikki rolled his eyes.

"Look, baby - look at us now. We've come so far.. and we're gonna go way further together. I love you so much." The bassist purred, stroking his lover's cheek. Tommy closed his eyes, inhaling deeply.

"You are so right. I can't believe this is our life now.. and I wouldn't change a thing. I'd go back and do it all again, over and over... these past months with you have been the best of my life. I love you so much, and I'm so unbelievably grateful that you're mine." Tommy murmured, gently kissing his boyfriend for just a second.

"Wow. Best months of your life, eh? You fall in love with your student. I get you kicked out of college and make you jobless. Now you're joining a rock 'n roll band that could either save us or put us on the streets. Man, I have just done so many good things for you." Nikki replied, voice dripping with sarcasm. He laughed softly, resting his forehead against Tommy's. The drummer rolled his eyes, kissing Nikki lovingly once more.

"You do have one thing going for you, though.." Tommy teased, mischievous smile apparent on his lips.

"And what's that?" Nikki smirked, bumping their noses together gently.

"My parents sure do like you."