Author's Note: Here's a FAKE fic I've been working on. I've written and rewritten this story so many times I can't remember. I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: Don't own FAKE.

Dee looked at Ryo.

"What?" Ryo asked.

"Nothing."

"Something on your mind?"

"Nope. Just thinking of how sexy you are naked."

Ryo hit him lightly with a pillow.

"What?" Dee asked laughing.

"Pervert."

"What? You don't like being naked in front of me?"

"No I do. It's just....I don't know."

"Could you two please not talk about being naked with one another! I have enough trouble sleeping as it is!" Bikky called from the other room. "I don't want to picture you two naked and DOING things. Okay?!"

Dee snickered as Ryo blushed. A wide grin passed Dee's face. And evil idea had spilled into his mind. He started to snicker again.

"What are you thinking Dee?"

"SShh. I just want to mess with the little monkey."

"Dee no!"

"Please."

Ryo grinned slightly.

"Okay."

Dee smiled.

"This is going to be fun."

Dee began to bang on the wall and started to moan. Ryo buried his face in his pillow and laughed.

"I HATE YOU!" Bikky screamed from the other room. Carol could be heard laughing.

"He must really hate me now."

"Probably."

Dee kissed Ryo tenderly on the lips.

"I love you."

"I love you too, Dee."

Dee began to gently stroke Ryo's hair. Which always put him to sleep. He struggled to keep his eyes open.

"Go to sleep Ryo," Dee whispered.

The next morning Dee found Carol and Bikky sitting in the living room. Watching TV. Carol was rested against him and he had his arms around her. He quietly walked past them into the kitchen. He opened up the fridge, looked inside for a minute and then shut it. He sat down at the kitchen table and rested his head on his hand. Bikky was watching him from the living room. He whispered something to Carol and got up from the couch.

"Morning dumbass."

"Morning monkey."

Bikky stared at him for a minute.

"Dee? You okay?"

"I'm just thinking."

"About what?"

"My life with you and Ryo."

"?"

"You know I love him. Right?"

"Yeah. So?"

Dee sighed heavily.

"There's something I want to talk to you about."

Ryo woke to find himself alone. He got out of bed and went into the bathroom. After a couple of minutes he went into the living room.

"Morning Carol."

"Morning Ryo. Sleep well?"

"I did, actually."

"That's good."

He looked over to see Bikky and Dee talking quietly in the kitchen.

"What are they talking about?"

"Don't know."

Ryo headed towards the kitchen and caught the last part of the conversation.

"So, you okay with this Bikky?"

He was silent for a minute.

"Yeah. It's fine. But I'm going to help. I'm apart of this to you know."

"I know."

Dee looked up to see Ryo standing in the doorway.

"Morning sexy!"

"Hey."

Bikky looked at Ryo and then at Dee.

"You're disgusting."

"Huh?" Ryo asked.

"Last night!"

"Oh!" Dee snickered.

"It's not funny."

"To you it's not. But to me it's fucking hilarious!"

"Shut up dumbass!"

"What don't you and Carol have sex?" he said sarcastically.

Bikky began to blush.

"DEE!" Ryo said quietly. "She's in the other room!"

"Of course we do," Carol said from behind Ryo.

Bikky began to sink in his chair.

"AH-HA! I KNEW IT!"

"Dee, stop it."

"What?"

"No it's okay Ryo."

"Carol," Bikky called, his head on the table.

"Have you told them yet?"

"Told us what?" Ryo asked.

"We're getting married."

"What?! Bikky you're only twenty-two years old!"

"I know. But Carol and I have been together for a long time. And I can't picture myself with anyone else but her."

"How long ago was this?"

"A month."

"A month?!? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because I knew this is how you were going to act."

"Bikky....."

"Ryo, I have a good job. I make good money. We've been living together for a year now. What's wrong with me getting married?"

"You're too young."

"Ryo, I love her. I want to marry her. Please."

"I just don't like you growing up so fast."

"I know you care about me. And about Carol. But I really want to do this." "You've become so mature."

"Look. I've been wanting to tell you. But I couldn't find the right time. Then you invited Carol and me over for the weekend. And I decided that this would be the best time to tell you."

"......"

Dee looked at Ryo.

"Say something Ryo," he whispered.

Ryo took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"See? I told you he would be pissed."

Carol looked at Ryo cautiously.

"Ryo?"

He smiled.

"You're getting married. I can't believe it."

"Then you're okay with it?"

"No. But I'm not going to try and stop you."

Carol walked over and kissed him on the cheek.

"Thank you Ryo," she said softly.

"Guess me and Bikky need to go ring shopping."

Ryo looked over at Dee, puzzled.

"Don't worry Ryo. Bikky and I will get along."

He stood up.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to get dressed. Bikky this is going to be a long day."

Bikky lifted his eyes brows in confusion. Ryo followed him into the bed room.

"What is going on?" he asked while shutting the door.

"What? I'm helping the kid buy a wedding ring."

"Not that. You don't seem mad about them getting married."

"No. I think it's great."

"......."

Dee sighed.

"You knew this was going to happen one day Ryo. It shouldn't be a total shock to you."

"But he's too young."

"Let him do this. It'll make him happy. Don't you want your son to be happy?"

"I do. It's just...."

"What?"

"I don't want to lose him."

He started to cry. Dee walked over and put his arms around him and kissed his forehead.

"Is that what you're worried about? Losing him?"

"Yes."

"He's your son, Ryo. You took him in and raise him. He loves you for that. He's not going to leave you."

Ryo cried into his shoulder.

"SShh. It's okay, baby. I promise, Bikky will never leave you. Yes, he is getting married. But he'll always be your son. No one can take that away from you."

"Thank you Dee."

"That's what I'm here for. Now I've got to get dressed. The next few months are going to be torture on the little monkey. I've gotta help him through it."

"You're always are going to call him a 'little monkey', aren't you?"

"'Till the day I die."

There. I hope you like this. I don't know where I got the idea, but it just popped into my head. I think I need to get out more. Review and tell me what you think of it.