Author: Arindwen Greenleaf
Rating: pg-13
Parings: wouldn't you like to know
Disclaimer: Unfortunately I do not own the lovely bishies of FAKE. That
honor belongs to Sanami Matoh, the mysterious author. I do own this silly
plot but cannot claim ownership to said bishies. Sad.. I know..
Summary: It's that time of the year again. Christmas! When Dee suddenly
finds himself paired with JJ on a new assignment, Ryo starts realizing his
feelings, though admitting issues to yourself is always the hardest.
Thoughts denoted as: *blah*
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That Season
A cold, bitter wind battered at the windows of the spacious apartment. It snuck tendrils under the window pane, whisking them around the few objects in the room and making the young man perched on the bed shiver. Randy Ryo Maclean sighed and leaned back against his pillow. His breath swirled through the air as a little white puff before mixing with the warmer air and vanishing. Ryo's hands clasped his mug more tightly, trying to draw warmth from the luke-warm drink. Small pinpricks of light sparkled outside his window, reflecting off of the walls and lending a cheery air to the frosty room.
*It's two days before Christmas and I have a feeling it might be a lonely one for me. Bikky's off at Carol's, Dee's working, and aunt Elena is off in Cabo San Lucas with her husband.* Ryo sighed again and burrowed under the covers, hoping his body heat would warm the bed. He drained his mug of tea and set it on the windowsill with a small 'tink'.
*Oh well. I guess I could always ask the Chief if any body needs to swap shifts.* At this thought Ryo grimaced and shook his head. *Though on second thought maybe I don't want to be working on the Eve. or Christmas Day for that matter. Guess I'll just spend it alone.* With those unhappy thoughts floating through his flighty head, Ryo pulled his pillow down onto the bed and snuggled down underneath the now warm covers. Closing his eyes, he slowly felt sleep overtake him, drawing its heavy curtains over his eyes and mind. His last thought before he slept was that he wished he wasn't alone on the Eve. of all nights.
"Yo, Ryo." The voice was unmistakable and so was the man behind it. Dee Laytner strode into the small prison that the NYPD 27th Police Precinct liked to call an office, and tossed his jacket down onto a chair. The jacket promptly slid off the chair and landed in a heap on the floor. Dee glanced at it before plopping himself down into said chair and put his feet up on Ryo's desk. "What's up?" The rich, warm tones of his partner's voice filled his ears and his cologne invaded his senses, momentarily making him forget what he was writing. Giving his head a tiny shake to clear it, Ryo frowned at the report which read something along the lines of "..was founded murdered in cental NU parke.", backspaced what he had just written and answered "I'm finishing up some reports before the holidays. I've got the Eve and the Day off this year and I intend to take them. Plus if I get these done now I won't have to worry about them when I go back to work." He could feel Dee's quizzical eyes on him, searching his face for signs of anything out of the ordinary. Apparently finding nothing, his partner removed his feet from the desk and leaned forward.
"Soooo.. You've got the Eve AND the Day off? How'd you manage that one?"
"The Chief said the chances of us needing a sniper on Christmas Eve and Day were few and far between. So he let me have them off." Ryo continued writing his report, his eyes flashing up to meet the penetrating stare of his partner. What he saw there made him pause and look back up. "Dee.? What's wrong?" Dee blinked and grinned at Ryo.
"Nothing at all, my man!" His face became serious and he suddenly reached out and yanked Ryo's tie, forcing the other man to his feet to avoid strangulation. "Since we've both got those days off, how 'bout we celebrate them. Together." Ryo gulped and tried to breathe normally, though that was easier said that done, what with Dee's face being inches away from his own.
"Ah. Well. I." Ryo stumbled over his words, trying to spit out an answer, but staring into Dee's intense eyes he felt that the ground had opened up underneath him and was trying to swallow him whole. "Err.. Yeah.. I suppo-"
"DEE!!!" The piercing yell rent to tense air, causing Dee and Ryo to break apart suddenly, both falling back into their chairs. "DEE!!!" In the door way stood Jemmy J. Adams, the 27th's other sniper with an unrequited lust for Dee. Already over balanced from his rather sudden break from Ryo, Dee's chair wobbled and then toppled to the ground.
"OWWWW!!! Damn it JJ!! Can't you announce yourself in a less sudden and forceful way?!" Dee screamed from his ungainly position as the new floor decoration. JJ bounded into the small office and pulled Dee to his feet. As soon as the other man was in an erect position, JJ launched himself at him, wrapping his arms around Dee and squeezing.
"Auughh! Can't. breathe.JJ LET GO!!" Dee pried JJ's arms off him and shoved the smaller man back a few paces. "Now.. What do you want?" JJ's eyes grew large and dewy and his face shone with an unearthly light.
"Dee.. The Chief has just assigned us to work together on this old case for the next week! We'll be together, you and I, alone, for one whole glorious week!" JJ grinned like a cat and his face glowed more intensely. Dee's on the other hand became white as a sheet and his jaw hung down on the floor. There were several seconds of astonished silence before.
"WHAT?!?!?!?!!!!" Ryo winced and cringed slightly from the onset of Dee's scream. "The Chief's done WHAT?! Why? How come its you? Why can't Ryo and I take care of it!"
"Because this was originally my case and as such he thought I might be able to close it. With your help of course."
"Oh? And what help is that exactly?" Dee's hands were planted on his hips in outrage and he was breathing rapidly through his nostrils. JJ's face suddenly lost its unholy sparkliness and returned to normal.
"Because it involves a street urchin and intercontinental child smuggling." JJ paused and regarded Dee with somber eyes. "And since I know a little of your back ground (*I took the liberty of checking out everything about you*) I figured you would be the best man to help me. So I asked the Chief and he agreed so we're partnered for a week. Or more. Depending on how long it takes to solve this case." Dee had once again gone silent but there was now a fierce determination burning behind his intense eyes. Warily he looked at Ryo who stared back at him quietly, assessing the situation in the way only Ryo could.
"So after that it's back to regular partnerships right?" JJ nodded and the unholy light began to make a come back on his countenance.
"Though maybe I can ask the Chief to permanently assign us together." There was no mistaking it now. JJ's face shone like the sun and his eyes were large and dewy once more. Dee became outraged again and started yelling at the small man standing in front of him, but Ryo didn't listen. Typing a few more words to complete his report he printed it out and quietly stood up, collecting his things.
*A whole week without my partner. All these reports to finish. I guess I will be spending the holidays alone after all.*
Ryo sighed quietly and made his way to the door when a commanding voice stopped him cold.
"Ryo!" He turned and looked at Dee who was once again prying JJ off his body. "Ryo." Dee pushed past Ryo, opened the door, tossed JJ out, and slammed it behind him. Turning to his partner he stared at him. Silence stretched between them until neither could bear it any longer.
"Ryo I know-"
"I guess I'll be going now-"
They both stopped talking at the same time and Dee grimaced.
"Look Ryo. I'm going to try to talk to the Chief and see if I can't get reassigned to some one else. Or at least have some one assigned to JJ instead of me." Ryo quietly stared at him.
"Work always comes first, Dee. I hope you have a nice holiday." With that, Ryo opened the office door, stepped through and closed it quietly behind him. Glancing around the hall he found that JJ was nowhere to be seen, and so he made his way down the halls and to the large double doors of the precinct. Peering outside into the darkened sky he saw that it was snowing. Already there were small snowdrifts piled next to the door and Ryo knew the weather would only get worse. He pulled on his long lined trench coat and turned up the collar. As he stepped through the sliding doors, a blast of cold wintry air hit him, making him shiver.
*Glad I live within walking distance. Else I'd have to drive in this storm and in NY streets that's never fun. Snow does things to NY'er's heads.*
"RYO!!" He turned at the sound of his name and saw Dee standing in the doorway to the precinct. They stared at one another before Ryo shivered and turned, walking away into the night, snow flakes swirling in his wake, leaving a sad Dee staring after his retreating form.
*Ryo. Damn it.*
~*~
The door creaked open and Ryo walked in shaking snow from his coats shoulders. He was hanging up the coat when Bikky stuck his head around the corner from the kitchen.
"Ryo!" Ryo turned and opened his arms to allow an exuberant young boy to launch into his arms. He hugged the child close and smiled. Bikky sat back in his arms and stared closely at him. "Where's Dee?" Ryo's face fell slightly and Bikky frowned. "What happened?" Ryo gently set him down and closed the door behind him.
"The Chief assigned Dee to work with JJ for a while to help solve this case..Without consulting either of us." Ryo grimaced and moved into the kitchen where he found Bikky's left-overs on the table. Bikky followed him into the kitchen and planted his tush in his chair, helping himself to the rest of his leftovers.
"Well is it permanent?" Bikky asked, eyeing the quiet officer. The man grimaced and started the coffee maker, staring out the window.
"No, I don't think so. Still." The room was quiet while the coffee brewed and Bikky munched contentedly on his food. Snow was falling softly outside the window, dulling the sound of New York life, which continued despite the frigid weather. Ryo sighed and turned his attention to the coffee, which had finally stopped brewing. Pouring himself a cup he smiled at Bikky who was perched in his chair looking stuffed.
"Time for bed then?"
"Oooooh.." Bikky moaned, hands clutching his stomach. "I ate too much." Ryo laughed and held out his hand, which Bikky took and led him to his room.
"Chinese food is potent stuff, Bikky." Bikky climbed into bed and burped loudly. Ryo looked surprised as Bikky sighed happily and snuggled under the covers.
"Excuse you, Bikky," Ryo laughed softly. He leaned down and gave the boy a light kiss on his forehead. "Sleep well."
"Thanks Ryo. It'll be ok with Dee." The frank declaration made Ryo pause at the doorway. The boy already had his eyes closed and was smiling slightly. Ryo smiled a pain filled smile and softly closed the door.
"I hope so, Bikky, I hope so." Ryo moved through the empty apartment and collected his mug. Making his way to his room he closed the door behind himself and leaned against it, sighing heavily.
*What's wrong with me? I feel like I've been run over by a steam train. Dee working with JJ for a week shouldn't bother me so much but for some reason. it does.. Gah! What am I thinking?! What's wrong with me?*
Angrily Ryo pushed off the door and kicked off his shoes, which flew to a dark corner and landed with a clatter. He turned on the soft globe lamp by his bedside and crawled under the covers, propping pillows up near the window, which he laid back against, mug cupped in both icy hands. Outside his window he could hear the occasional taxi or personal car go whooshing past, scattering snow to the side of the road with a slushy 'shhhhhhhhhsh' sound. The streetlamp outside his window reflected the snowflakes that were falling gently from the sky and as he watched his anger abated. Sipping his coffee he quietly watched the world go by until a soft knock disturbed his peace. Sitting up abruptly he called out "Bikky?! Is that you?!" The door opened and a black head peeked around the corner.
"Yo" announced Dee.
"Dee." Ryo gasped quietly. The handsome detective let himself through the door and shut it quietly behind himself. Pausing he listened intently before sneaking across the floor and sitting on the edge of Ryo's bed.
"What's up, man? You leave me standing there with nothing but a stare and you think I'm supposed to just watch you walk away?" Dee glared at his partner who was staring into his mug. "Huh? C'mon man!" Ryo grimaced and took a sip of his drink, not fully sure how to catalogue his feelings.
"Dee.. I. I'm sorry. I shouldn't've left like that. In hindsight it's not a big deal but still. The Chief didn't even ask us before reassigning us. I mean what's up with that?!" Ryo gazed at Dee with an impassioned look before dropping his eyes once again to his coffee mug. Suddenly he found his hands covered by Dee's long and slender ones, fingers gently prying the mug out of his hands and resting it on the window sill.
"Ryo." the word was barely a whisper and more an exhalation of breath as Dee reached up and pulled his partner's head down towards his. "You're still mine, Ryo." And with those fervent words he crushed the smaller man's lips with his own. Ryo offered a startled yelp, which was smothered by Dee's lips and started to struggle, but Dee kept hold of him. Quickly Ryo relaxed into the kiss and lifted a hand to his partner's shoulder, lightly resting it there. Dee could feel the warmth from his hand seeping into his skin and the icy coldness that had invaded his bones beginning to melt. He broke the kiss from lack of oxygen and stared intently into Ryo's eyes. "You're mine, Ryo. Mine." Ryo stared back at him, trembling slightly whether from fear or emotions Dee couldn't tell. With Ryo it wasn't just one thing. It was a combination of many things, making him one of the hardest people to read in Dee's humble opinion. Suddenly Dee smirked at him and sat back. Ryo's hand fell from his shoulder and landed on his own knee and Dee instantly missed the warmth that it gave off. In an effort to keep Ryo from going into one of his silent spells, he jumped at the only thing he could think of, aside from naughty thoughts.
"So. If it's ok with you I'm gonna crash here for tonight so my commutes shorter." He winked at Ryo and polished off the last of his coffee. "Shouldn't be drinking coffee before bed. It'll keep you up." And so saying he shucked his shoes and hopped off the bed, making a beeline for the door. He opened the door and looked back at Ryo who was still propped up in bed, now smiling slightly. "G'night Ryo. See ya tomorrow mornin'." He stepped through and closed the door softly behind him. Ryo sighed quietly and smiled to himself before snuggling down under the covers.
*I guess this holiday won't be as bad as I thought.*
End Ch 1 Thanks for reading!
That Season
A cold, bitter wind battered at the windows of the spacious apartment. It snuck tendrils under the window pane, whisking them around the few objects in the room and making the young man perched on the bed shiver. Randy Ryo Maclean sighed and leaned back against his pillow. His breath swirled through the air as a little white puff before mixing with the warmer air and vanishing. Ryo's hands clasped his mug more tightly, trying to draw warmth from the luke-warm drink. Small pinpricks of light sparkled outside his window, reflecting off of the walls and lending a cheery air to the frosty room.
*It's two days before Christmas and I have a feeling it might be a lonely one for me. Bikky's off at Carol's, Dee's working, and aunt Elena is off in Cabo San Lucas with her husband.* Ryo sighed again and burrowed under the covers, hoping his body heat would warm the bed. He drained his mug of tea and set it on the windowsill with a small 'tink'.
*Oh well. I guess I could always ask the Chief if any body needs to swap shifts.* At this thought Ryo grimaced and shook his head. *Though on second thought maybe I don't want to be working on the Eve. or Christmas Day for that matter. Guess I'll just spend it alone.* With those unhappy thoughts floating through his flighty head, Ryo pulled his pillow down onto the bed and snuggled down underneath the now warm covers. Closing his eyes, he slowly felt sleep overtake him, drawing its heavy curtains over his eyes and mind. His last thought before he slept was that he wished he wasn't alone on the Eve. of all nights.
"Yo, Ryo." The voice was unmistakable and so was the man behind it. Dee Laytner strode into the small prison that the NYPD 27th Police Precinct liked to call an office, and tossed his jacket down onto a chair. The jacket promptly slid off the chair and landed in a heap on the floor. Dee glanced at it before plopping himself down into said chair and put his feet up on Ryo's desk. "What's up?" The rich, warm tones of his partner's voice filled his ears and his cologne invaded his senses, momentarily making him forget what he was writing. Giving his head a tiny shake to clear it, Ryo frowned at the report which read something along the lines of "..was founded murdered in cental NU parke.", backspaced what he had just written and answered "I'm finishing up some reports before the holidays. I've got the Eve and the Day off this year and I intend to take them. Plus if I get these done now I won't have to worry about them when I go back to work." He could feel Dee's quizzical eyes on him, searching his face for signs of anything out of the ordinary. Apparently finding nothing, his partner removed his feet from the desk and leaned forward.
"Soooo.. You've got the Eve AND the Day off? How'd you manage that one?"
"The Chief said the chances of us needing a sniper on Christmas Eve and Day were few and far between. So he let me have them off." Ryo continued writing his report, his eyes flashing up to meet the penetrating stare of his partner. What he saw there made him pause and look back up. "Dee.? What's wrong?" Dee blinked and grinned at Ryo.
"Nothing at all, my man!" His face became serious and he suddenly reached out and yanked Ryo's tie, forcing the other man to his feet to avoid strangulation. "Since we've both got those days off, how 'bout we celebrate them. Together." Ryo gulped and tried to breathe normally, though that was easier said that done, what with Dee's face being inches away from his own.
"Ah. Well. I." Ryo stumbled over his words, trying to spit out an answer, but staring into Dee's intense eyes he felt that the ground had opened up underneath him and was trying to swallow him whole. "Err.. Yeah.. I suppo-"
"DEE!!!" The piercing yell rent to tense air, causing Dee and Ryo to break apart suddenly, both falling back into their chairs. "DEE!!!" In the door way stood Jemmy J. Adams, the 27th's other sniper with an unrequited lust for Dee. Already over balanced from his rather sudden break from Ryo, Dee's chair wobbled and then toppled to the ground.
"OWWWW!!! Damn it JJ!! Can't you announce yourself in a less sudden and forceful way?!" Dee screamed from his ungainly position as the new floor decoration. JJ bounded into the small office and pulled Dee to his feet. As soon as the other man was in an erect position, JJ launched himself at him, wrapping his arms around Dee and squeezing.
"Auughh! Can't. breathe.JJ LET GO!!" Dee pried JJ's arms off him and shoved the smaller man back a few paces. "Now.. What do you want?" JJ's eyes grew large and dewy and his face shone with an unearthly light.
"Dee.. The Chief has just assigned us to work together on this old case for the next week! We'll be together, you and I, alone, for one whole glorious week!" JJ grinned like a cat and his face glowed more intensely. Dee's on the other hand became white as a sheet and his jaw hung down on the floor. There were several seconds of astonished silence before.
"WHAT?!?!?!?!!!!" Ryo winced and cringed slightly from the onset of Dee's scream. "The Chief's done WHAT?! Why? How come its you? Why can't Ryo and I take care of it!"
"Because this was originally my case and as such he thought I might be able to close it. With your help of course."
"Oh? And what help is that exactly?" Dee's hands were planted on his hips in outrage and he was breathing rapidly through his nostrils. JJ's face suddenly lost its unholy sparkliness and returned to normal.
"Because it involves a street urchin and intercontinental child smuggling." JJ paused and regarded Dee with somber eyes. "And since I know a little of your back ground (*I took the liberty of checking out everything about you*) I figured you would be the best man to help me. So I asked the Chief and he agreed so we're partnered for a week. Or more. Depending on how long it takes to solve this case." Dee had once again gone silent but there was now a fierce determination burning behind his intense eyes. Warily he looked at Ryo who stared back at him quietly, assessing the situation in the way only Ryo could.
"So after that it's back to regular partnerships right?" JJ nodded and the unholy light began to make a come back on his countenance.
"Though maybe I can ask the Chief to permanently assign us together." There was no mistaking it now. JJ's face shone like the sun and his eyes were large and dewy once more. Dee became outraged again and started yelling at the small man standing in front of him, but Ryo didn't listen. Typing a few more words to complete his report he printed it out and quietly stood up, collecting his things.
*A whole week without my partner. All these reports to finish. I guess I will be spending the holidays alone after all.*
Ryo sighed quietly and made his way to the door when a commanding voice stopped him cold.
"Ryo!" He turned and looked at Dee who was once again prying JJ off his body. "Ryo." Dee pushed past Ryo, opened the door, tossed JJ out, and slammed it behind him. Turning to his partner he stared at him. Silence stretched between them until neither could bear it any longer.
"Ryo I know-"
"I guess I'll be going now-"
They both stopped talking at the same time and Dee grimaced.
"Look Ryo. I'm going to try to talk to the Chief and see if I can't get reassigned to some one else. Or at least have some one assigned to JJ instead of me." Ryo quietly stared at him.
"Work always comes first, Dee. I hope you have a nice holiday." With that, Ryo opened the office door, stepped through and closed it quietly behind him. Glancing around the hall he found that JJ was nowhere to be seen, and so he made his way down the halls and to the large double doors of the precinct. Peering outside into the darkened sky he saw that it was snowing. Already there were small snowdrifts piled next to the door and Ryo knew the weather would only get worse. He pulled on his long lined trench coat and turned up the collar. As he stepped through the sliding doors, a blast of cold wintry air hit him, making him shiver.
*Glad I live within walking distance. Else I'd have to drive in this storm and in NY streets that's never fun. Snow does things to NY'er's heads.*
"RYO!!" He turned at the sound of his name and saw Dee standing in the doorway to the precinct. They stared at one another before Ryo shivered and turned, walking away into the night, snow flakes swirling in his wake, leaving a sad Dee staring after his retreating form.
*Ryo. Damn it.*
~*~
The door creaked open and Ryo walked in shaking snow from his coats shoulders. He was hanging up the coat when Bikky stuck his head around the corner from the kitchen.
"Ryo!" Ryo turned and opened his arms to allow an exuberant young boy to launch into his arms. He hugged the child close and smiled. Bikky sat back in his arms and stared closely at him. "Where's Dee?" Ryo's face fell slightly and Bikky frowned. "What happened?" Ryo gently set him down and closed the door behind him.
"The Chief assigned Dee to work with JJ for a while to help solve this case..Without consulting either of us." Ryo grimaced and moved into the kitchen where he found Bikky's left-overs on the table. Bikky followed him into the kitchen and planted his tush in his chair, helping himself to the rest of his leftovers.
"Well is it permanent?" Bikky asked, eyeing the quiet officer. The man grimaced and started the coffee maker, staring out the window.
"No, I don't think so. Still." The room was quiet while the coffee brewed and Bikky munched contentedly on his food. Snow was falling softly outside the window, dulling the sound of New York life, which continued despite the frigid weather. Ryo sighed and turned his attention to the coffee, which had finally stopped brewing. Pouring himself a cup he smiled at Bikky who was perched in his chair looking stuffed.
"Time for bed then?"
"Oooooh.." Bikky moaned, hands clutching his stomach. "I ate too much." Ryo laughed and held out his hand, which Bikky took and led him to his room.
"Chinese food is potent stuff, Bikky." Bikky climbed into bed and burped loudly. Ryo looked surprised as Bikky sighed happily and snuggled under the covers.
"Excuse you, Bikky," Ryo laughed softly. He leaned down and gave the boy a light kiss on his forehead. "Sleep well."
"Thanks Ryo. It'll be ok with Dee." The frank declaration made Ryo pause at the doorway. The boy already had his eyes closed and was smiling slightly. Ryo smiled a pain filled smile and softly closed the door.
"I hope so, Bikky, I hope so." Ryo moved through the empty apartment and collected his mug. Making his way to his room he closed the door behind himself and leaned against it, sighing heavily.
*What's wrong with me? I feel like I've been run over by a steam train. Dee working with JJ for a week shouldn't bother me so much but for some reason. it does.. Gah! What am I thinking?! What's wrong with me?*
Angrily Ryo pushed off the door and kicked off his shoes, which flew to a dark corner and landed with a clatter. He turned on the soft globe lamp by his bedside and crawled under the covers, propping pillows up near the window, which he laid back against, mug cupped in both icy hands. Outside his window he could hear the occasional taxi or personal car go whooshing past, scattering snow to the side of the road with a slushy 'shhhhhhhhhsh' sound. The streetlamp outside his window reflected the snowflakes that were falling gently from the sky and as he watched his anger abated. Sipping his coffee he quietly watched the world go by until a soft knock disturbed his peace. Sitting up abruptly he called out "Bikky?! Is that you?!" The door opened and a black head peeked around the corner.
"Yo" announced Dee.
"Dee." Ryo gasped quietly. The handsome detective let himself through the door and shut it quietly behind himself. Pausing he listened intently before sneaking across the floor and sitting on the edge of Ryo's bed.
"What's up, man? You leave me standing there with nothing but a stare and you think I'm supposed to just watch you walk away?" Dee glared at his partner who was staring into his mug. "Huh? C'mon man!" Ryo grimaced and took a sip of his drink, not fully sure how to catalogue his feelings.
"Dee.. I. I'm sorry. I shouldn't've left like that. In hindsight it's not a big deal but still. The Chief didn't even ask us before reassigning us. I mean what's up with that?!" Ryo gazed at Dee with an impassioned look before dropping his eyes once again to his coffee mug. Suddenly he found his hands covered by Dee's long and slender ones, fingers gently prying the mug out of his hands and resting it on the window sill.
"Ryo." the word was barely a whisper and more an exhalation of breath as Dee reached up and pulled his partner's head down towards his. "You're still mine, Ryo." And with those fervent words he crushed the smaller man's lips with his own. Ryo offered a startled yelp, which was smothered by Dee's lips and started to struggle, but Dee kept hold of him. Quickly Ryo relaxed into the kiss and lifted a hand to his partner's shoulder, lightly resting it there. Dee could feel the warmth from his hand seeping into his skin and the icy coldness that had invaded his bones beginning to melt. He broke the kiss from lack of oxygen and stared intently into Ryo's eyes. "You're mine, Ryo. Mine." Ryo stared back at him, trembling slightly whether from fear or emotions Dee couldn't tell. With Ryo it wasn't just one thing. It was a combination of many things, making him one of the hardest people to read in Dee's humble opinion. Suddenly Dee smirked at him and sat back. Ryo's hand fell from his shoulder and landed on his own knee and Dee instantly missed the warmth that it gave off. In an effort to keep Ryo from going into one of his silent spells, he jumped at the only thing he could think of, aside from naughty thoughts.
"So. If it's ok with you I'm gonna crash here for tonight so my commutes shorter." He winked at Ryo and polished off the last of his coffee. "Shouldn't be drinking coffee before bed. It'll keep you up." And so saying he shucked his shoes and hopped off the bed, making a beeline for the door. He opened the door and looked back at Ryo who was still propped up in bed, now smiling slightly. "G'night Ryo. See ya tomorrow mornin'." He stepped through and closed the door softly behind him. Ryo sighed quietly and smiled to himself before snuggling down under the covers.
*I guess this holiday won't be as bad as I thought.*
End Ch 1 Thanks for reading!