Dee and Ryo sat at their desks which were pushed together, face to face and went over their last bit of evidence. But Dee's venturing mind wasn't on the case. He was thinking about his and Ryo's first meeting almost two years ago that day. Dee remembered his reaction at first sight: Beautiful silky honeycomb locks that fell into dark naive eyes leading to a perfect nose and delectable lips against smooth milky-white skin.. That warming smile.. Such a masculine body with a feminine touch.. Perfect.. How could he forget even after two wonderful spent years with him. It made him lose his breath and make him weak in the knees. Not every human being had an effect like that on the oh-so-sexy-tough-guy Dee Laytner.
"How's it going?" Ryo asked as if reading Dee's mind.
"Huh?" Dee asked lost for a split second. "Oh fine." He rummaged through papers not paying any attention to the small print.
"You weren't thinking about the case were you?" Ryo asked smiling.
"No..." Dee answered. "Not really."
"What are you thinking about?" Ryo asked taking a sip from his coffee.
"Nothing, don't worry about it," Dee lied again. He picked up the case file and started to blankly observe the pictures taken at the crime scene just a couple of days before.
"Are you sure?" Ryo persisted.
"Yea." Dee was cut off by a sudden rumbling that shook the tattered walls of the 27th precinct.
"DEE!!!!!!!!" A shriek vibrated through the hallways.
"Dear God, not him," groaned Dee bolting straight under his desk.
"Hey Ryo!" JJ said huffing. "Have ya seen Mr. Sexy?"
"Uh.." Ryo stuttered. "He went to the restroom."
"OK!" JJ rushed off in the direction of the bathroom down the hall, compelled to be in the arms of "his" Dee.
Dee crawled out from under the desk, mumbling curses and plopped down on his chair.
"That guy really gets on my fucking nerves." said Dee angrily.
"Just tell him you don't like him like that," Ryo explained.
"Believe me, I've tried," Dee said. He opened the folder again at another attempt to crack the case when something caught his attention from the corner of his eye.
"HOLY SHIT!" Dee exclaimed as he jumped up to his feet. Ryo jumped also, wondering.
"Where are the files of the last three murders? I'm a freakin idiot!"
"Right there..." Ryo handed the photographs to the over-ecstatic detective.
"The pictures," Said Dee. "All of them have sleazy make-up on."
"Oh.."
"Look," Dee said pointing, "It's all the same color, same way and they all were cut across their neck in the same exact spot!."
"The same person committed each murder," said Ryo.
"Exactly," Said Dee. "Butt–"
"DDEEEE!!!!!!" The same voice squealed. Jumping on Dee, JJ slammed him on the desk with all his might, his lilac haired head leaning in almost too quickly for a 'moment's kiss.'.
"I missed you so much!!"
"Goddamnit JJ! Can't you see we're fuckin busy here?!!" yelled Dee.
"I know but I miss you so much!!!" JJ whimpered against his strong washboard stomach still clinging onto him.
"Can you get the hell off me?" Dee shrieked.
"What do I get?" JJ asked.
"My fist in your goddamn face!" Dee said. "How's that sound JJ?"
"Oh all right.." JJ stood up and admired Dee brushing himself off.
"Why don't you love me?" JJ asked.
"One, you're a sorry annoying SOB. Two, you're not my type, and three I'm already in a relationship," He said.
"Oh.. I see." JJ turned his head. "One of these days Dee, you're going to need something from me and I'm not gonna give it to you." He turned on his heels and stormed away.
Groaning angrily at the too familiar event and confused at JJ's strange – even scary– remark, Dee looked over at Ryo, who was staring down at the files pretending to study them. Ryo was rubbing the back of his head but didn't mention anything about the pouncing since JJ's spasms became a daily ritual for everyone.
"I've read the same line 15 times already Dee..." Ryo stated sullenly. Dee hushed Ryo with a touch on his fingertips on Ryo's parted lips and flopped down on a chair next to him. Turning Ryo around, Dee loosened Ryo's tie as his hands moved soothingly around his tense shoulders that relaxed each second. Dee smiled at the fact that Ryo trusted him this much in a public area and to the point of almost stripping him.. At least his tie. Ryo sighed as Dee squeezed his shoulders, and put pressure on his collarbone with his thumbs, being careful not to hurt him. Then retrieving his calloused hands, he ran his thumbs down Ryo's spine making him slightly arch his back in reply to Dee's sensual caresses.
"Thanks Dee..." Ryo sighed. Dee lowered his head to Ryo's earlobe which sent chills through his veins and whispered huskily, "I'm not done yet." Ryo gulped at the effect his voice had on him and nodded. "U-uh.. OK...." Ryo held his breath and closed his eyes as, Dee, this time, continued to massage his lower back causing Ryo to rest his arms on the desk. Leaning forward against the soft cushion of the chair, Ryo exhaled and said with a shaky voice, "Ah.. To the right..." Dee obliged and gripped there watching Ryo's relaxed face like a tomcat spying a free bowl of warm delicious milk. It was an enticing beautiful view... that also had an effect below his belt. Dee gulped this time and reached around Ryo's slim waist, holding him close against his chest. Ryo absent-mindedly played with Dee's hair to show that he cared, but pulled away all too soon.
"Thanks Dee," Ryo said. Dee nodded, his soft tanned skin moving up and down against Ryo's nape. His light honey colored hair tickled Dee's cheeks and smelled of something so beautiful.. So heavenly. Like an angel.. Dee's angel.
"I think we have the same person in mind," Dee whispered. Ryo stopped playing with Dee's raven black hair and faced his features. Ryo opened his mouth to say something but instead he said, "Yea, we do.." Dee sighed as if he was expecting Ryo to say something about their platonic 'friendship with benefits,' only to receive a view of Ryo's back. Dee, however, knew that Ryo wouldn't be thinking about anything that had to do with the case. He knew him too well to not know his reactions.
"How do you spell her last name?" Dee asked tapping a yellow sticky pad referring to that suspect.
"M-C-L-A-U-G-H-E-N.... I think." Ryo reached forward for a folder containing the information, when Dee grabbed Ryo's slim fingers and pulled. Ryo lunged towards him with a gasp but was cut off by Dee's mouth clamping onto his forcefully. Helpless like always, Ryo pushed away the pencil holder that was beginning to dig into his side and fell into the kiss, allowing Dee to snake his tongue into his willing mouth.
"Detective Maclean! Laytner!" An echo stormed down the hallway. Ryo jumped and pulled away, but Dee persisted on continuing, soon suckling Ryo's bottom lips with careful teeth. Slapping Dee on the head, Ryo slumped down on his chair as soon as a blonde haired man with piercing blue eyes entered the room, noticing Ryo shuffling in his seat and Dee hunched over with an unsatisfied frown.
"Did I interrupt something detectives?" Berkeley Rose, the Chief of the 27th precinct asked.
"Um. No. We were just discussing the case," Ryo lied. He wiped the bottom of his mouth where Dee was making love to earlier and set a pile of folders on top of his lap. Dee's deep emeralds glistened with mischief.
"Really. Laytner, what are grinning like a chessy cat about?" Rose asked glowering at the smug look that had worked its way across Dee's features.
"Nothing new. We just found some new suspects. See here?" Dee eyes were still fixed on Ryo's crimson cheeks as he handed Rose a manilla folder with a simple name on the sticky note. Roses's eyes slightly widened.
"Renee Mclaughen..." Rose pondered. "She's the–"
"Yeap," Dee cut in. "Murdered 10 chicks back in the 80's."
"...And she's back to continue what she left off 20 years ago." Ryo added.
"Oh. My. Goodness!!!!" A high-pitched squeal came from the doorway of Ryo's and Dee's private office.
"Aw shit..." Dee whined about to huddle under his desk again.
"Ryo darling!" A women with platinum blonde hair and very inappropriate style of clothing for a crime investigator threw herself onto Ryo happily.
"Nice to see you too Diana," Ryo replied hugging her back. He still held onto the files on his lap however, leaving Diana to ponder why he wouldn't stand up to meet her embrace.
"Hey, Medusa, get off Ryo dammit. He's mine," Dee frowned.
"Oh. I see Mr. Tough guy over here hasn't changed much. You should be more nice Dee. Look it up in the dictionary sometime," Agent Diana Spacey smirked with a flip of her long hair.
"Ha. I will." Dee yawned. "You should look up 'dress code' too. Maybe I can give you a proper definition since I don't have one piece of fabric hanging off me like I live down the street on the left curb next to McDonald's." Dee laughed. Diana, fuming with sarcasm and anger opened her mouth, but Berkeley clasped a hand over her red lips and dragged her to the office door.
"AH! Berkey?!?" Diana whined. Berkeley threw her a look.
"Get to work you two. Here's the folder I wanted to give to you to look at..." Rose stated before closing the door behind him. Right after the soft click and seeing Ryo set the folders on his desk, he immediately pounced on Ryo knocking him to the floor in one second flat again.
"DEE!" Ryo yelped, his hair flailing around his head beautifully. Dee brushed away Ryo's bangs from his eyes and grinned.
"Dee?" Ryo asked swallowing.
"You were ready weren't you baby?" Dee asked. His green depths burned into Ryo's sultry black ones that asked for an answer. Ryo couldn't look away to avoid the stare no matter how hard he tried.. It was too.. Intense...
"Y-Ye–... No.. Maybe.." Ryo lied. He didn't know what he wanted. "Dee.. Get off me! We're at work if you haven't noticed yet!"
"Fine. Let's back to the case. You can give me an answer when you're ready but God knows for how long, Ryo... Just remember that I love you and sorry I can't even think up poetry off the top of my head. I suck." Dee murmured. Ryo felt his lips turn upright into a faint smile that made Dee's hands tremble with excitement.
"T-Thanks Dee.. You don't know how much that means to me..." Ryo said running his hands through Dee's wild black mane. "And, I love anything you say... Hearing your voice makes me feel secure. I know I have someone to turn to when I need it.. And same for you, right?" Dee smiled this time. "Right, baby. Right." Dee whispered. Dee lowered his head, inch by inch. Their lips were just a space apart, Dee's hair brushing against Ryo's soft skin. He slid his tongue into Ryo's mouth slowly and sweetly just how Ryo liked it. Anything for my Ryo... Dee thought as they kissed. Dee noticed a flutter in his chest when he felt Ryo's tongue brush against his.
"I love you Ryo," Dee said again. Ryo sniffed and smiled.
"I–" As soon as Ryo was about to commit, the door decided to swing open sending Dee's dreams crashing down the drain and Ryo running back to his closet.
"DAMMIT, will you two please get a freakin room?!?" Drake, a fellow investigator asked exasperated. "Why in the precinct out of ALL places?" Dee was about to comment when Ryo got up to his feet blushing to the roots of his hair.
"GRRR.. DISTRACTIONS.. AGAIN!??" Dee groaned ferociously with Ryo trying with all his might to keep him from pouncing on Drake and his partner who just happened to be JJ.
"What's up Drake?" Ryo asked casually managing to calm Dee down. Damn! How many distractions in one HOUR? Ryo and Dee thought in unison. Ryo grabbed his coat and folders and head out the door with an extremely annoyed Dee at his heel.