Category: FAKE Pairing: Dee x Ryo Rating: R for language...and things in later chapters.. ;) Disclaimer - Don't own...don't sue. Thankies!! LOL Warning -- This is shounen-ai...though if ur in the FAKE category in the first place...I don't think you really need a warning. :) Flames will be used to keep Dee and Ryo warm and toasty...not that they need it when left on their own. ;)
A/N: This fic is just to get my ideas into paper. I'm more than positive some tense or grammatical errors will be present along the way. Please forgive and enjoy. I love talking to new people. Please feel free to instant message me on AOL or email me. :)
A:/N: THIS IS A REPOST! I deleted this story from the site before but I have decided to bring it back, now that I have time to work on it!
ON WITH THE SHOW! Hahah.
--- You Are Everything I Never Knew, I Always Wanted — By: make me shiny
Chapter One -- Crossing The Line
A sigh escaped from NYPD detective, Dee Laytner's lips as he glanced out of the window to see the horizon rapidly consuming what was left of the day light. He tossed his pen on his desk, a desk painfully encumbered with stacks of paperwork.
"Damn Rose..." He grumbled angrily to himself. The others in his division had left for the day over an hour and a half ago, and here he was...still sitting here goingthrough files, and apology letters at break-neck speed. The paperwork had been assigned specifically to him earlier that day when Dee had decided he would rather take a nap in the lunchroom than attend 'Another dumb ass meeting.' that had been scheduled for that afternoon. 'Typical Dee Laytner behavior' was all he had heard for the rest of the day. The young detective rolled his eyes as he placed his arms behind his head stretching out. "Lazy....Hah!" Dee mumbled as he smirked to the empty room.
"If I were lazy, I would have abandoned this paperwork bull-shit ninety minutes ago." He reached a hand up and rubbed his eyes. It really was getting kind of late, and the night shift staff would be arriving soon. Dee glanced over at the time clock. That stupid thing looked like it had been through the civil war. Though given the way Dee routinely treated his alarmclocks, an aged appearance was the best one could hope for. Something that had been kicked, punched, tossed, and dissected as many times as it had, could hardly be expected to look new.
" Eight fifteen..." Dee closed his eyes for a moment before he glanced out of the window once more. The sun was completely settled out of sight now, and the moon had taken the place of prominence in the night sky. Dee reached now papercut hands up and rubbed his eyes with a yawn. He swore, if he had to see one more freaking apology letter......he was goingto put the next person who walked through that door's head through the wall. He sat up straight in his desk chair only tohave it squeak with protest under the sudden shift of weight. The young detective placed his head in his hands. There wasno way he was going to finish all this paperwork by a decent hour that wouldn't drive him completely off the edge of the little sanity he'd managed to keep a grasp on. Yep...there was no doubt about it. Dee Laytner was going to end up being wheeled out of the office in a little white jacket if he stayed here a moment longer. Thankfully, for his sanity's sake, a voice called his name from the doorway behind him.
"Dee..." Ryo called to him softly. He smiled as his partner swiveled around in the chair to see who it was that had interrupted his self pity session. "I thought I might come down and see if you weren't almost done." His eyes flicked to thedesk that was still swamped with unfinished work.
"That would be a negative detective..." Dee said in a tone that resembled depression and frustration all in one as he ran his fingers through his dark locks. "This is such bull-shit." He added as a colorful side note. Ryo laughed lightly. Dee always was a straight forward kind of guy.
"How about I help you with some of this." Ryo offered his partner and reached for a folder that was sitting on the edge of Dee's desk. Dee quickly denied Ryo's attempts by beating Ryo to the folder and placing it off to the side.
"I vote...that I leave the rest of this for the morning, and we make like trees and get the fuck outta here." Dee suggested as he stood up and removed his long coat from the back of his chair throwing it over his shoulders. He adjusted his coat for a second before looking up to Ryo. "Whadda ya say?" Ryo glanced wearily back at the tremendous amount of paperwork that was still left to be done.
"I don't know Dee..." Ryo answered the other detective. "You might not have a job tomorrow if you do that." He said jokingly.Though with Rose as Commissioner......he wouldn't be the least bit surprised if that proved to be true.
"Ahh...Rose." Dee said dismissively. "That guy is all talk and no game. He's a pansy...that's what he is." Dee patted down his coat looking for his cigarettes. Slowly he removed them from the inside pocket of his coat and slipped one between his lips. "Hey Ryo.." He distracted the other man from looking around nervously as if he expected the Commissioner to be there hiding somewhere. Something which Ryo also wouldn't put past Rose. "You got a lighter?"
"Oh...yea hold on.." Ryo dug within the depths of his coat and finally pulled out what he had been searching for. Come to think of it, Ryo had no clue why he carried a lighter in the first place. He didn't smoke. It was most likely for times such as this one he figured. Carefully he flicked the lighter and sparks soon turned into flames. He moved towards Dee, his hand hovered near the flame to keep it from going out before it had served its purpose. Dee placed the tip of his cigarette into the flame and inhaled.
"Thanks." He placed the cigarette between his lips, walked over to the time clock and punched out. "Ready to go?" Dee asked with raised eyebrows as he started out the door. Ryo nodded and followed suit. The two men stepped out of the precinct and onto the sidewalk allowing the sounds of the city to engulf them. Ryo turned and walked towards the department's parking lot.
"Is your car still in the shop?" Ryo asked the other detective with the beginnings of a smirk playing on his lips. Dee sighed and took a long drag from his cigarette as if calming himself from the very thought of it.
"Yeap it's still there..." Dee assured him as they rounded the corner into the parking lot. "Those assholes want five hundred dollars outta my wallet, for something I could fix with some shoe polish and laquer." He took another long drag. "Thieving bastards.." He grumbled as he threw his cigarette to the ground and put it out with the toe of his shoe. Ryo laughed as they reached his car.
"That's how everything is now-a-days." Ryo assured his partner. "People will do anything to make a profit." He clicked the automatic lock button on his remote causing his car to beep and the locks to click to the open position. "Any plans for tonight?" Ryo asked his partner as he opened the driver's side door but didn't get in. Dee scoffed and shoved his hands into his coat pockets.
"I never have plans anymore since Rose became Commissioner." He growled venomously. Ryo laughed lightly at how much of a distaste Dee actually held for Berkley Rose.
"Well you have plans now." He told his dark haired friend. "You're coming over for dinner, and I don't want to hear one word of protest about it. Now get in the car." Ryo insisted as he slipped inside the vehicle and shut the door. Dee smirked at this. Ryo didn't have to tell him to get in the car twice. Any time spent with Ryo was golden to him, and the fact that he didn't have to twist Ryo's arm to do so was extra points in his book. However, he played it off as if it were a chore.
"Alright...alright." Dee said playfully as he got into the passenger seat of the car. "If you're gonna get all forceful about it, I guess I have no choice." He looked over and flashed Ryo a smile as he buckled his seatbelt. The other detective couldn't help but smile back, before he placed his hand on the gear shift, and pulled it into reverse. The car glided smoothly backwards and Ryo shifted it into drive, guiding it out onto the now, not so crowded city streets.
"Not having a car sucks..." Dee told the other man as he raised a cigarette to his lips, put the pack away again and pushed in the lighter on Ryo's console.
"Well, that should teach you not to give cab drivers the finger......at least for a while." Ryo glanced over as the cigarette lighter popped out again and Dee reached for it. Dee noticed Ryo's sudden uneasiness.
"Sorry." Dee said quickly. "Do you mind if I smoke in here?" He raised an eyebrow at his partner. Ryo sighed.
"No...go ahead just...crack the window okay? I don't want the whole car smelling like smoke."
"Fair enough" The dark haired man said and rolled the window down a little. "So what are we having' for dinner?" Dee took a drag of his cigarette and looked at Ryo with interest.
"I was thinking spaghetti and garlic toast." Ryo glanced over at his friend. He swore Dee was a chain smoker anymore. It must be the stress the job had been putting on both of them lately.
"Sounds good to me." Dee had no intention of complaining no matter what it was Ryo would have said they were having for dinner. Anything was better than the shit that Dee ate on a regular basis. As far as he was concerned...frozen food entres were the spawn of Satan. Dee tossed the rest of his cigarette out of the moving car window. He intended to quit smoking all together soon he decided. After a few minutes of silence Ryo pulled the car up next to his apartment and shut it off. The two men exited the car and Ryo locked the doors. They climbed the stairs to the front door and entered. Every time Dee entered that apartment complex he marveled at how much more upscale it was than his own. Ryo certainly could take care of himself that was for sure. Ryo opened the door quickly and stepped to the side to let Dee pass.
"Hey thanks." Dee said as he walked into the apartment and looked around. It had been a while since he had actually been inside Ryo's apartment he realized. Ryo tossed his keys on the table, removed his coat and hung it on the chair in the kitchen.
"I'll make dinner now." He informed his partner. "You can watch T.V. or whatever you want, and I'll call you when it's ready." Dee looked a little uneasy about this. Shouldn't he at least help or something? "Make yourself at home and leave dinner tome." Ryo assured him as he caught a sense of Dee uncomfortableness. Dee seemed to ease up slightly at these words.
"Are you sure you don't want my help? I could..."
"Leave it to me..." Ryo repeated softly as he shooed his partner out of the kitchen. Dee smiled as he shook his head and walked over to the couch. He sat down and picked up the remote that lay on the coffee table in front of it. Flipping throughthe channels his eye was caught by an interesting police drama. 'As if I don't get enough of stuff like this at work.' Dee thought to himself. Things had been really intense at work lately, and pressure was at an all-time high with the newest case he and Ryo were working on.
The case involved a bunch of homicides, that he and Ryo were now beginning to think were caused by a group of kids. Things like that were always the hardest for Dee to deal with. The things kids did anymore amazed him. And now, they were getting away with murder as well. At least until they nabbed the little bastards. They were getting closer, that was true. But they had no prominent leads as of yet. Dee sighed and flipped the channel. He needed to get his mind off of his job. That was way too stressful he decided.
His eyes instead began to wander over towards the kitchen, where Ryo was humming as he added sauce to the pot on the stove. Dee couldn't help but let a smile slip. Ryo was so cute when he cooked. He had little mannerisms that he did when he wasn't paying attention or thought that no one was looking. Carefully Dee set the remote back where he had gotten it from and rose from the couch; his emerald pools never once breakingaway from Ryo. He folded his arms over his chest as he began to walk across the living room at a slow pace, just watching and listening to the sweet sound of Ryo's surprisingly on key singing. A smile crept onto his lips as he rounded the corner into the kitchen, Ryo, unaware of his presence. Dee felt emotion rise up inside of him. He couldn't tell whether it was happiness, passion, or every emotion mixed into one. All he knew was he had to have contact with the beautiful creature that stood in front of him. Quietly Dee approached Ryo and wrapped his arms around his waist from behind and brought his lips to his partner's neck. Ryo completely froze.
"Did you ever think of taking up singing professionally?" Dee asked him as he kissed Ryo's neck again lightly. Though he was used to the advances his partner more than occasionally made on him. This particular one, had taken him by surprise.
"I...um...n-no..." Ryo stammered out still frozen on the spot.
"Oh that's too bad..." Dee told him. "You have a gorgeous voice." Dee placed a hand on his partner's shoulder and spun Ryo to face him. "Among other things." He assured him before he closed the distance between them and pressed his lips hard against his partner's. Ryo brought his hands up and pushed Dee off of him.
"D-Dee!" He protested as his eyes flicked about wildly.
"Oh come on Ryo...it's just a kiss." He placed his hand on the small of Ryo's back and reclaimed his partner's lips once more.
"I know what it is!" Ryo said pushing his partner away from him a second time.
"I don't understand what the big deal is! We've kissed loads of times!" Dee reminded him pointedly.
"True!" Ryo agreed with him. "The only problem is the fact that they were all without my permission!"
"Well yea but...we both know that you enjoy them."
"I What?!?!" Ryo asked completely shocked. "No no no..." He protested. "Absolutely not. I believe that I have made it perfectly clear that I am straight. I don't care what you do...but please...leave me out of it." Dee took a step backwards deeply hurt by Ryo's comment.
"You...." Dee let all emotion drain from his eyes and he shook his head. "Whatever you want Ryo....I'm done with this. Seriously. It's getting really old." Ryo's lips parted slightly as Dee's words hit him hard.
"That's not fair Dee." Ryo informed him softly. "You can't get mad at me just because I'm not..." Ryo ended his words abruptly but kept his eyes locked with those of his partner's.
"Can't get mad at you because you're not what?"" Dee's voice had lowered considerably to almost a growl. "Because you're not a fag?" Dee spat the words out unblushingly at Ryo.
"That's not what I was going to say!"
"Well maybe you should." Dee encouraged him as he walked to the door and place his hand on the doorknob. "Maybe then you'd be less afraid of what it means." With that he opened the door. "I'll walk home." He shot over his shoulder and closed the door behind him.
----------------End Chapter One-----------------
A/N: Well there is the first chapter! I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. I promise I will update with chapter 2 within the week, so don't forget about me and my little story! Please review, I always appreciate those who take the time to do so.
THANKS FOR READING! I'll see you back for chapter 2 I hope!
xoxoxox,
Jessica
A/N: This fic is just to get my ideas into paper. I'm more than positive some tense or grammatical errors will be present along the way. Please forgive and enjoy. I love talking to new people. Please feel free to instant message me on AOL or email me. :)
A:/N: THIS IS A REPOST! I deleted this story from the site before but I have decided to bring it back, now that I have time to work on it!
ON WITH THE SHOW! Hahah.
--- You Are Everything I Never Knew, I Always Wanted — By: make me shiny
Chapter One -- Crossing The Line
A sigh escaped from NYPD detective, Dee Laytner's lips as he glanced out of the window to see the horizon rapidly consuming what was left of the day light. He tossed his pen on his desk, a desk painfully encumbered with stacks of paperwork.
"Damn Rose..." He grumbled angrily to himself. The others in his division had left for the day over an hour and a half ago, and here he was...still sitting here goingthrough files, and apology letters at break-neck speed. The paperwork had been assigned specifically to him earlier that day when Dee had decided he would rather take a nap in the lunchroom than attend 'Another dumb ass meeting.' that had been scheduled for that afternoon. 'Typical Dee Laytner behavior' was all he had heard for the rest of the day. The young detective rolled his eyes as he placed his arms behind his head stretching out. "Lazy....Hah!" Dee mumbled as he smirked to the empty room.
"If I were lazy, I would have abandoned this paperwork bull-shit ninety minutes ago." He reached a hand up and rubbed his eyes. It really was getting kind of late, and the night shift staff would be arriving soon. Dee glanced over at the time clock. That stupid thing looked like it had been through the civil war. Though given the way Dee routinely treated his alarmclocks, an aged appearance was the best one could hope for. Something that had been kicked, punched, tossed, and dissected as many times as it had, could hardly be expected to look new.
" Eight fifteen..." Dee closed his eyes for a moment before he glanced out of the window once more. The sun was completely settled out of sight now, and the moon had taken the place of prominence in the night sky. Dee reached now papercut hands up and rubbed his eyes with a yawn. He swore, if he had to see one more freaking apology letter......he was goingto put the next person who walked through that door's head through the wall. He sat up straight in his desk chair only tohave it squeak with protest under the sudden shift of weight. The young detective placed his head in his hands. There wasno way he was going to finish all this paperwork by a decent hour that wouldn't drive him completely off the edge of the little sanity he'd managed to keep a grasp on. Yep...there was no doubt about it. Dee Laytner was going to end up being wheeled out of the office in a little white jacket if he stayed here a moment longer. Thankfully, for his sanity's sake, a voice called his name from the doorway behind him.
"Dee..." Ryo called to him softly. He smiled as his partner swiveled around in the chair to see who it was that had interrupted his self pity session. "I thought I might come down and see if you weren't almost done." His eyes flicked to thedesk that was still swamped with unfinished work.
"That would be a negative detective..." Dee said in a tone that resembled depression and frustration all in one as he ran his fingers through his dark locks. "This is such bull-shit." He added as a colorful side note. Ryo laughed lightly. Dee always was a straight forward kind of guy.
"How about I help you with some of this." Ryo offered his partner and reached for a folder that was sitting on the edge of Dee's desk. Dee quickly denied Ryo's attempts by beating Ryo to the folder and placing it off to the side.
"I vote...that I leave the rest of this for the morning, and we make like trees and get the fuck outta here." Dee suggested as he stood up and removed his long coat from the back of his chair throwing it over his shoulders. He adjusted his coat for a second before looking up to Ryo. "Whadda ya say?" Ryo glanced wearily back at the tremendous amount of paperwork that was still left to be done.
"I don't know Dee..." Ryo answered the other detective. "You might not have a job tomorrow if you do that." He said jokingly.Though with Rose as Commissioner......he wouldn't be the least bit surprised if that proved to be true.
"Ahh...Rose." Dee said dismissively. "That guy is all talk and no game. He's a pansy...that's what he is." Dee patted down his coat looking for his cigarettes. Slowly he removed them from the inside pocket of his coat and slipped one between his lips. "Hey Ryo.." He distracted the other man from looking around nervously as if he expected the Commissioner to be there hiding somewhere. Something which Ryo also wouldn't put past Rose. "You got a lighter?"
"Oh...yea hold on.." Ryo dug within the depths of his coat and finally pulled out what he had been searching for. Come to think of it, Ryo had no clue why he carried a lighter in the first place. He didn't smoke. It was most likely for times such as this one he figured. Carefully he flicked the lighter and sparks soon turned into flames. He moved towards Dee, his hand hovered near the flame to keep it from going out before it had served its purpose. Dee placed the tip of his cigarette into the flame and inhaled.
"Thanks." He placed the cigarette between his lips, walked over to the time clock and punched out. "Ready to go?" Dee asked with raised eyebrows as he started out the door. Ryo nodded and followed suit. The two men stepped out of the precinct and onto the sidewalk allowing the sounds of the city to engulf them. Ryo turned and walked towards the department's parking lot.
"Is your car still in the shop?" Ryo asked the other detective with the beginnings of a smirk playing on his lips. Dee sighed and took a long drag from his cigarette as if calming himself from the very thought of it.
"Yeap it's still there..." Dee assured him as they rounded the corner into the parking lot. "Those assholes want five hundred dollars outta my wallet, for something I could fix with some shoe polish and laquer." He took another long drag. "Thieving bastards.." He grumbled as he threw his cigarette to the ground and put it out with the toe of his shoe. Ryo laughed as they reached his car.
"That's how everything is now-a-days." Ryo assured his partner. "People will do anything to make a profit." He clicked the automatic lock button on his remote causing his car to beep and the locks to click to the open position. "Any plans for tonight?" Ryo asked his partner as he opened the driver's side door but didn't get in. Dee scoffed and shoved his hands into his coat pockets.
"I never have plans anymore since Rose became Commissioner." He growled venomously. Ryo laughed lightly at how much of a distaste Dee actually held for Berkley Rose.
"Well you have plans now." He told his dark haired friend. "You're coming over for dinner, and I don't want to hear one word of protest about it. Now get in the car." Ryo insisted as he slipped inside the vehicle and shut the door. Dee smirked at this. Ryo didn't have to tell him to get in the car twice. Any time spent with Ryo was golden to him, and the fact that he didn't have to twist Ryo's arm to do so was extra points in his book. However, he played it off as if it were a chore.
"Alright...alright." Dee said playfully as he got into the passenger seat of the car. "If you're gonna get all forceful about it, I guess I have no choice." He looked over and flashed Ryo a smile as he buckled his seatbelt. The other detective couldn't help but smile back, before he placed his hand on the gear shift, and pulled it into reverse. The car glided smoothly backwards and Ryo shifted it into drive, guiding it out onto the now, not so crowded city streets.
"Not having a car sucks..." Dee told the other man as he raised a cigarette to his lips, put the pack away again and pushed in the lighter on Ryo's console.
"Well, that should teach you not to give cab drivers the finger......at least for a while." Ryo glanced over as the cigarette lighter popped out again and Dee reached for it. Dee noticed Ryo's sudden uneasiness.
"Sorry." Dee said quickly. "Do you mind if I smoke in here?" He raised an eyebrow at his partner. Ryo sighed.
"No...go ahead just...crack the window okay? I don't want the whole car smelling like smoke."
"Fair enough" The dark haired man said and rolled the window down a little. "So what are we having' for dinner?" Dee took a drag of his cigarette and looked at Ryo with interest.
"I was thinking spaghetti and garlic toast." Ryo glanced over at his friend. He swore Dee was a chain smoker anymore. It must be the stress the job had been putting on both of them lately.
"Sounds good to me." Dee had no intention of complaining no matter what it was Ryo would have said they were having for dinner. Anything was better than the shit that Dee ate on a regular basis. As far as he was concerned...frozen food entres were the spawn of Satan. Dee tossed the rest of his cigarette out of the moving car window. He intended to quit smoking all together soon he decided. After a few minutes of silence Ryo pulled the car up next to his apartment and shut it off. The two men exited the car and Ryo locked the doors. They climbed the stairs to the front door and entered. Every time Dee entered that apartment complex he marveled at how much more upscale it was than his own. Ryo certainly could take care of himself that was for sure. Ryo opened the door quickly and stepped to the side to let Dee pass.
"Hey thanks." Dee said as he walked into the apartment and looked around. It had been a while since he had actually been inside Ryo's apartment he realized. Ryo tossed his keys on the table, removed his coat and hung it on the chair in the kitchen.
"I'll make dinner now." He informed his partner. "You can watch T.V. or whatever you want, and I'll call you when it's ready." Dee looked a little uneasy about this. Shouldn't he at least help or something? "Make yourself at home and leave dinner tome." Ryo assured him as he caught a sense of Dee uncomfortableness. Dee seemed to ease up slightly at these words.
"Are you sure you don't want my help? I could..."
"Leave it to me..." Ryo repeated softly as he shooed his partner out of the kitchen. Dee smiled as he shook his head and walked over to the couch. He sat down and picked up the remote that lay on the coffee table in front of it. Flipping throughthe channels his eye was caught by an interesting police drama. 'As if I don't get enough of stuff like this at work.' Dee thought to himself. Things had been really intense at work lately, and pressure was at an all-time high with the newest case he and Ryo were working on.
The case involved a bunch of homicides, that he and Ryo were now beginning to think were caused by a group of kids. Things like that were always the hardest for Dee to deal with. The things kids did anymore amazed him. And now, they were getting away with murder as well. At least until they nabbed the little bastards. They were getting closer, that was true. But they had no prominent leads as of yet. Dee sighed and flipped the channel. He needed to get his mind off of his job. That was way too stressful he decided.
His eyes instead began to wander over towards the kitchen, where Ryo was humming as he added sauce to the pot on the stove. Dee couldn't help but let a smile slip. Ryo was so cute when he cooked. He had little mannerisms that he did when he wasn't paying attention or thought that no one was looking. Carefully Dee set the remote back where he had gotten it from and rose from the couch; his emerald pools never once breakingaway from Ryo. He folded his arms over his chest as he began to walk across the living room at a slow pace, just watching and listening to the sweet sound of Ryo's surprisingly on key singing. A smile crept onto his lips as he rounded the corner into the kitchen, Ryo, unaware of his presence. Dee felt emotion rise up inside of him. He couldn't tell whether it was happiness, passion, or every emotion mixed into one. All he knew was he had to have contact with the beautiful creature that stood in front of him. Quietly Dee approached Ryo and wrapped his arms around his waist from behind and brought his lips to his partner's neck. Ryo completely froze.
"Did you ever think of taking up singing professionally?" Dee asked him as he kissed Ryo's neck again lightly. Though he was used to the advances his partner more than occasionally made on him. This particular one, had taken him by surprise.
"I...um...n-no..." Ryo stammered out still frozen on the spot.
"Oh that's too bad..." Dee told him. "You have a gorgeous voice." Dee placed a hand on his partner's shoulder and spun Ryo to face him. "Among other things." He assured him before he closed the distance between them and pressed his lips hard against his partner's. Ryo brought his hands up and pushed Dee off of him.
"D-Dee!" He protested as his eyes flicked about wildly.
"Oh come on Ryo...it's just a kiss." He placed his hand on the small of Ryo's back and reclaimed his partner's lips once more.
"I know what it is!" Ryo said pushing his partner away from him a second time.
"I don't understand what the big deal is! We've kissed loads of times!" Dee reminded him pointedly.
"True!" Ryo agreed with him. "The only problem is the fact that they were all without my permission!"
"Well yea but...we both know that you enjoy them."
"I What?!?!" Ryo asked completely shocked. "No no no..." He protested. "Absolutely not. I believe that I have made it perfectly clear that I am straight. I don't care what you do...but please...leave me out of it." Dee took a step backwards deeply hurt by Ryo's comment.
"You...." Dee let all emotion drain from his eyes and he shook his head. "Whatever you want Ryo....I'm done with this. Seriously. It's getting really old." Ryo's lips parted slightly as Dee's words hit him hard.
"That's not fair Dee." Ryo informed him softly. "You can't get mad at me just because I'm not..." Ryo ended his words abruptly but kept his eyes locked with those of his partner's.
"Can't get mad at you because you're not what?"" Dee's voice had lowered considerably to almost a growl. "Because you're not a fag?" Dee spat the words out unblushingly at Ryo.
"That's not what I was going to say!"
"Well maybe you should." Dee encouraged him as he walked to the door and place his hand on the doorknob. "Maybe then you'd be less afraid of what it means." With that he opened the door. "I'll walk home." He shot over his shoulder and closed the door behind him.
----------------End Chapter One-----------------
A/N: Well there is the first chapter! I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. I promise I will update with chapter 2 within the week, so don't forget about me and my little story! Please review, I always appreciate those who take the time to do so.
THANKS FOR READING! I'll see you back for chapter 2 I hope!
xoxoxox,
Jessica