A/n: walks in and sighs It's good to be back FF… Just i8ncase many of you that don't know, I used to be known as Cerasvictoria on here (Please look that up, there are about 11 stories I believe… many of which have not been finished…,) unfortunately
A/n: walks in and sighs It's good to be back FF… Just incase many of you that don't know, I used to be known as Cerasvictoria on here (Please look that up, there are about 11 stories I believe… many of which have not been finished…,) unfortunately I can't remember which email I had back then when I initially signed up for Fanfiction. So this will have to do for now. I've been squirming with anticipation to post but blast the whole spam guard… Grrr.. but anyways, here is my first fic for about a few years, so it's going to be a oneshot… Just to see what kind of readers are interested in what I've got. So to get back into the water and jump in feet first, here's my first fic!
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T own FAKE or the wonderful characters… If I did, I probably would be set for life right now sipping on some wine and sitting back on the beach…
SUMMARY: Dee contacts Ryo after 12 long years of not being able to contact him. Bikky's death drove Ryo away, but with a small glimmering chance, that has changed, or so it seems… Will Dee's request to be met at the bar one night be granted, or will he be left in the cold like he was so long ago. R&R please! First fic in about 2-3 years!
A long airy breath hissed from between the teeth of the raven haired man, anxiously waiting an eternity it seemed. 'It's been 12 years since I've seen him… how he still haunts me.' He took a sip of his brandy and settled into his favorite spot in the bar, right behind the Galaga arcade game. He wondered if he'd even recognize him. Ryo was his partner for so long, but out of no where he shut himself out of everyone's lives after his adoptive son Bikky had gone to war and never came back. It pained the raven haired man so.
"Do you need another brandy, Dee? You've been sitting here for more than three and a half hours, Not that I'd recommend it since this will be your fifth." The bartender shot him a glance behind the counter.
"No Jim, but I could probably use a margarita… something a bit fruity to off set the brandy if it does end up coming back up. Oh, and some nachos too." He lit up a cigarette.
"Sure thing."
Another fifteen minutes passed by. Many of the late night stragglers began to go home, not wanting to miss the last train out of the nearby station. Lucky for Dee, he just lived not to far from here.
Dee was getting nervous. Ryo was never late, he always made it paramount to be on time… what the hell was taking him so long? Maybe he really had forgotten… Or maybe he didn't even want to see him.
The answering machine beeped, He struggled with his voice as best as he could to not start choking up.
"Hey Ryo, it's Dee…" Ryo… how long it had been since he had even said his name in such a longing way.
"I know that you didn't want me finding out your number, but I had to…" 'Damn, I'm such a dolt!' Dee paused
"Anyways… scratch that. I was just wondering if you wanted to meet me for a drink or something tomorrow night after I get off second shift. Rose has me working doubles for the recent case that I've been assigned to. I've got to say, it's different without you there…" Dee stopped, he shouldn't have said that.
"Umm… forget what I just said, I thought it would be nice to catch up, maybe even get you out of the house. I was told by Penguin that you haven't even gone out much anymore yourself once you moved. I'll buy… if it would persuade you to come. But I'll be at the normal spot around 7:30, I'm lucky Rose is even letting me out that early. But I'd really like to catch up… If you don't show up, I understand. Anyways, I guess I'll catch you later."
He hung up the phone. His one chance, hoping that Ryo would answer and he got nothing except emptiness. Dee had gotten lucky. He knew that after Bikky died, it hurt him… but he never thought Ryo would go so far as to change his number, move out of his apartment, and leave town the way he did. It was by chance that Dee found out that Ryo was coming back for a few days.
Ryo and Penguin talked every so often, but it wasn't until recently that Dee found out about it. Penguin swore to Ryo that he wouldn't let Dee find out where he was, but she knew that it hurt Dee so when she would ask how he was, knowing that although he said he was fine, his eyes were telling stories even deeper than hell its self.
"Dee, I'll give you 25 more minutes, but if he doesn't show up, you know I've got to have you leave." Jim motioned to the clock.
"I know, I know…" He was discouraged as he took a sip of his margarita.
'Come on Ryo, I know what you did was wrong, but I'm not mad. You did it because you didn't know how to handle it… Just please give me a chance… just one chance. If you don't, I'll have to go another 12, maybe, or longer without seeing you, and I can't do that… I don't know if I'd be able to let myself live like that.'
There was a faint jingling noise coming from the entrance of the bar. Dee thought it was just from the wind outside. This bar had been here forever and the seals around the door just wasn't what it used to be. Hundreds of times he thought Ryo just might walk in, but was only confronted with nothing more than a howl of wind.
Dee shook his head, expecting to be shot down. He wasn't really expecting Ryo to come by, bars were not his most choice local in the world any how. And why would he ever want to come see him of all people. Maybe if he could bring Bikky back, then, just maybe…
"Dee..?" A meek voice stood above him.
"Jim, I know, 15 minutes…" He didn't look up, to absorbed into his own pity.
"No… it's me… Ryo…" A long pause stood between them as Dee's head shot up.
A mixture of emotions filled them both. Dee was awestruck, stricken with the same emotion that coursed through him like the first day that he saw Ryo, only deeper. The same half Japanese eyes looked into his own, but instead of youth, he saw raw age that came with the restlessness that were hidden behind a veil of excitement and anticipation.
They both stayed there, neither one saying anything, just staring at each other, questions flying between them, so many at once. Ryo stood for a moment longer before swallowing hard and bursting into tears. "I'm so sorry…"
Dee stood up, taking the man into his arms, brushing back his hair. How long had it been since he last did that, since he last was able to take in his scent of old spice deodorant and after shave. It had seemed like an eternity. "It's okay, I understand… Hush now… just breath."
Ryo cried for a while longer, gripping onto Dee's shirt like it was his only way to stay on his feet. Afraid that if he let go, he would dart out of there and never come back. He had wanted to see Dee, he really had. But after he had left Dee like that, he didn't feel that he deserved him. Or that he would even want to be seen by him. But that call, made his whole world stop. His heart beat faster when he heard Dee's voice coming from the other line, but was too drawn into regret to realize that what was being asked of him. It took him half the night of listening to it over and over to understand that Dee wanted to meet up with him.
"I'm sorry Dee. I never should have left like that… I bet you are only doing this to be nice, to move on with your life. I never should have even thought otherwise. I'm just foolish."
"Damn it Ryo! Of all the years that you have known me, don't you dare patronize me! You of all people should know that!" He gripped the man tighter, struggling back hot liquid from cascading down his cheeks.
Ryo looked into those deep emerald eyes. How he had missed them. How he had wished it all back. But he was too prideful to go back.
"I'm sorry… again." He swallowed the lump in his throat.
"You dolt… you don't' have to apologize… I understand. It was hard on you, it was hard on me too, but damn it Ryo. I…" his tears were streaming down his face, no longer able to hold them back, "I fucking missed you. You had no idea how much it worried me and the guys at the precinct when you didn't show up for weeks. Every time I tried calling, thinking I did something wrong… Thinking it was all the times I said something wrong about Bikky… It made me think that you didn't love me anymore… Especially once you changed you number and we figured out that you had booked it out of town."
"Dee, I'm so sorry… The whole reason I came tonight… the whole reason I came back, I wanted to tell you… I still do love you. I wanted to come back sooner, but the images of Bikky, coming back on that plane in that box that day… scared the life out of me. I didn't think you wanted me back… not after what I had done. I wanted to come back sooner, but until you called, I didn't think it was even an option. " He clutched onto Dee tighter.
"I know love, I know… and I love you too" He kissed Ryo's forehead.
"How much longer are you here for?" Dee looked painfully into his eyes, knowing it probably wasn't going to be for long.
"I was actually coming here to find a place, maybe even get back into the 27th, but would they want me back after all that?"
"I don't care if they do or don't, I NEED you Ryo. Twelve years, moving from partner to partner, crime to crime, and it didn't get easier. No one knew me like you did, and hopefully still do. We were partners." He wiped some tears from his jade eyes.
Ryo contemplated for a while and looked at the time. "Do you mind then if I stay the night… the subways are done for the night and I do have to go back to Omaha tomorrow evening, but I was hoping I could spend it with you if you're okay with that?"
"Okay? I'm more than okay with it… I've got my life back." Dee smiled a little through teary eyes, trying not to break down again.
Ryo kissed Dee softly, knowing that the road ahead was going to be a little difficult settling down into the detective life again, but for tonight, he wouldn't have to worry about that. He wouldn't have to worry about anything.
So there it is…. I hope you liked it. I may continue this at some point or another… it does have story potential… but I'll stop there for now. I know it was quit wordy with not enough description… forgive me, my writing bones are a bit rusty. But I should be back on track within no time. But there you have it. Please R&R! It means SO much!
