Decision – The Price of Fame

Title: Decision - The Price of Fame
Author: klatschmohn (rotpunkt) & Ashlyn K. Toliver (thevixenne)
E-Mail: KTR525@yahoo.com
Rating: R to NC-17
Characters: Sean B./Viggo M./OFC’s
Warnings: Kinky sex in chapter 4
Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION, created by two slashy women who simply 
adore Sean and Viggo and love playing with them (We wish!).
Notes:  This is the first collaboration for the both of us and we had a lot of fun, 
though we live on opposite ends of the world. Isn’t the Internet wonderful?  
Thanks Anne for inviting me to play.
Thanks to Ashlyn: I dreamed and she made the dream come true!

Summary: The price of fame is high…is Sean willing to pay it?


Fame – what’s your name?
Fame – David Bowie

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Epilogue


Shopping is always a sure cure for a break-up.

So Diana Harlow thought ironically as she dropped another four-hundred dollars, 
this time upon a pair of mint green Jimmy Choo mules that would look simply 
fetching with the green silk Stella McCartney sheath.

Of course, she had to play the part of the discarded, yet brave ex-girlfriend for 
most of her friends, who now regarded Sean Bean the same way they regarded 
the French.  Her attempts at defending him only served to reinforce their hatred.

She could only imagine what their reactions would be if they ever found out the 
truth.

Frankly, she was glad the whole charade was done with.  Sean belonged with 
Viggo and that was the end of it.  Not to mention she was still very much in awe 
of the man who’d been acting almost as long as she’d been alive.  He’d been 
more than a gentleman, but the chemistry had never been there and sooner or 
later, others would have figured that out.

Oh well, she smiled cheerfully to herself, at least I was paid very well for doing 
nothing really and can now get back to finding a real role.  Hmm, there was that 
new film being directed by Kenneth Branaugh, what was it – Swordspoint?  They 
were still looking for a Lady Helena Nevilleson, were they not?

After luncheon at The Ritz, she’d give Trevor a call and have him set it up.  He 
still owed her one.

So intent upon these pleasant ruminations, Diana ran smack into a hard surface 
and almost fell when a pair of strong arms steadied her.

“Are you all right, Miss?”

And when Diana found her breath and composure, she spared a quick yet 
fervent prayer of thanksgiving to whatever god saw fit to reward her for doing the 
right thing.

She ran right into Orlando Bloom and was now being held solicitously by him.

Turning on her most winning smile, she straightened herself out.  “Thank you, I’m 
fine really.  My mum always warned me about daydreaming.  Are you all right?”

Gods, he was even better looking all flushed and embarrassed, that mop of 
silken curls on top of his head just begging to have one sink their fingers into it.

“Of course.  I guess that I wasn’t quite watching where I was going either.”  He 
regarded her for a moment, then his eyes grew wide in recognition.  “So you’re 
the woman old Beanie was supposed to replace Viggo with.  I could have told 
them it wouldn’t have worked.”

It was an interesting choice of words, but true nonetheless.  “That’s me.  And 
frankly, I think he made the right choice.” 

“Vig & Beanie were the only two people in the world allowed to call me Orli, so 
far.” He looked at her again, his smile growing.  “So you’re not angry or 
anything?”

“Hardly,” and Diana dismissed the idea with a casual yet elegant wave of her 
hand.  “Besides, I have to admit Sean Bean’s a bit daunting.”

There was a certain relief at being able to finally discuss her true feelings with 
someone who obviously understood the situation.

Not to mention it was Orlando Bloom.

A very unattached Orlando Bloom.

And before she could stop herself, she said, “I was on my way to The Ritz for 
luncheon.  Perhaps if you don’t have a prior engagement, I would love to finally 
talk to someone who knows a lot more about Sean Bean that I ever did.”

“I hope you have an entire afternoon free, then,” Orlando laughed.  “I’ve got a lot 
of stories about that one.”

And with that, Orlando carried her bags to an awaiting limo.

“So, did he ever mention when he and Vig kidnapped me out of my hotel room, 
dragging me down the stairs while I was screaming, actually screaming?”

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“…This is your fabulously in style reporter Misty Grey with today’s Celebrity 
Watch and just know that you heard it here first!  And today’s dish is indeed hot 
as the beautiful Diana Harlow is being called the Queen of the Rebound as she 
was spotted earlier today entering The Ritz with her new fling, the drop-dead 
gorgeous Orlando Bloom on her arm.  Sources say that Miss Harlow, who’d been 
linked with green-eyed hunk Sean Bean several weeks ago, looked positively 
radiant in a smart linen summer suit in peach by Yves Saint Laurent, as the two 
of them chatted away like old friends and ordered several bottles of expensive 
champagne to go along with their petit fours…is love finally in the cards for the 
young and talented actress?  Stay tuned…”


The End