Love of Music

Missed meetings

These are the questions and most picked answer from last chapter. The line separates them from the new chapter.

Should the Moriarty's do anything about the possible Holmes threat?

C) Maybe they should just keep an eye on them, for now. 4

How should the bands meet?

1) During a public party/ awards thing. 6

Do we want Moriartycest?

Y) Hell yes! They are all over each other. 4

"You just want to wait?" Albert arched his brow.

They had just gotten their coffee and were walking along the path that surrounded the park. It was a chill autumn morning. The rain from the night before, left patches of fog along the ground. These were the mornings William loved the most.

"If we acknowledge them, they would get more popular. If we just leave them be..." William smiled darkly.

"The fans would have a go at them." Louis stated.

"Huh?" Albert snorted.

"Our fans would see that they are just trying to ride our coattails. Maybe we should have Fred leak something to the press about us not knowing who the Holmes Brothers are." Louis went on.

"Oh, I see." Albert nodded.

"Genius!" William laughed. He wrapped his arm around his brothers waist. Pulling him in, he kissed his temple.

"Such a smart little brain you have!" He praised him.

He loved how Louis' smile brightened with the praise. He loved his little brother, always looked after him. He chuckled now as they wondered along their way. Yet, something kept pulling at William's mind. He knew this was the right choice for him and his brothers. They would look as if they were above such pettiness.

They walked to the studio to finish their upcoming album. As they walked in, the screen in the reception room was playing a video. Albert caught William's arm. Together, their eyes went to the screen.

"Them?" Louis snorted. He didn't stay to watch. Instead he walked back to their room.

William had done a little research into the brothers dancing on the screen. They were three years apart in age. Sherlock, although taller, was younger. He was only a few months older than William himself. The video was interesting.

The stage was dark. Sherlock wore a blue glowing vest, Mycroft was in green. The colors brightened their eyes. Sherlock was an amazing dancer. They way he moved his body was, indeed, artistic. He had little care, but perfect charisma in it. He knew what his audience wanted, so he gave it to them.

The way he moved his hips, the way he flashed his skin. The dark and lights they used to enhance the song, was mesmerizing. It was designed to catch ones attention. William bit his lip as Sherlock slid between his brothers legs. He rolled over, thrusting his hips up toward the lowered stance of his brother. It looked like they were doing something naughty!

"Stage gay!" Albert snorted.

"Yes, the shippers will love it!" William chuckled.

He still wasn't able to look away. He watched Sherlock roll to his stomach, as he continued to sing. Mycroft shifted to the side. Sherlock flipped himself up to his feet. It was quite an acrobatic move. He had nice core strength! William closed his hand into a fist. Even ignoring them, these two could rise higher. They could become their rivals without the acknowledgement of his own band! He had to do something to keep them in their place.