I thought I'd take a break from writing and sort out some other stuff. But, for some reason I decided to start again today. Yes, this is a new story. And it's dedicated to a friend of mine who isn't as close to me now. This is to show I still care! I'm new to this section of the anime (or manga, whatever you wish to call it) for FAKE, but for 'your' sake, I'll try my best! And, about my other stories (in case any of you were wondering…) I will update, just not right now. Sorry…Reviews welcome, but please don't be very, very harsh if you wish to critisise. I don't mind those of you who try to help me become a better writer! I think I need to be! Anyway…enjoy!

Disclaimer: No, I do not own FAKE. Did you think I did…? Nah, didn't think so…

Shounen-ai….probably anyway! Since it's FAKE. And if that puts you off, why are you even here?

It all changed when I discovered you

Chapter One: Arrival

Footsteps echoed down an empty hallway. Three figures walked together, almost in unison, past long white walls and shiny silver trolleys loaded with various tubs, boxes and syringes.

Halfway down the hall, a dark-haired teen pressed his head against his closed door. He recognised two sets of the footsteps. The sharp high-heels of Penguin, and the shuffles of Nurse Sofia. But the third…? They were definitely quiet, and skidding across the floor as if the wearer of the shoes in question didn't wish to be moved. The teen smiled. Perhaps a visitor, or more-likely, a new resident.

The Nurse leading the trio through the ward was obviously the Head of the department. Her hair was tied up in a tight bun hidden by her cloak hood. She had a chubby smiley face, but a strict appearance. Her long skirt and buttoned-up shirt hid her figure. The Nurse behind her had short, loose blonde hair. She seemed to be dragging the shorter figure along. He was a young teenager with sandy locks and sad dark eyes.

"This will be your new room." The Head Nurse stated. "You will be living in a twin room. The other resident has already been here for some time. Breakfast will be served at 7.00 tomorrow morning. Dinner is at 12.00 sharp and lasts for one and a half hours. There is a canteen where you can sit and eat. For now, you can settle in. If you need further assistance, Nurse Sofia's office is just down there to the right. Am I clear?" She asked, looking down at the boy.

"Y…yes Miss Lane." Staring at the floor, he heard the junior nurse, Sofia, open the door.

Inside, the raven-haired boy heard the three people stop outside his door. Disappointed and slightly miffed at the situation, he realised he'd finally be getting a new roomie. It had been a while now since…The teen shook his head. No time to think about that now. Lying down on his bed, he kicked his feet against the wall in annoyance.

"Laytner, stop doing that please, and get your feet off the wall."

"Bite me, Penguin."

"Dee, I told you to call me Miss Lane." The Head Nurse frowned.

"He isn't always like this. He has a civil side." The blonde Nurse said, mostly to the new boy.

"Randy, this is your new room mate, Dee Laytner. I must leave you now. I'm sure he will show you around and get you better acquainted to this facility." And with that, the Head Nurse left the room without a second glance.

"Be nice to him, Dee." Sofia said in the doorway, her soft blue eyes almost pleading with the teen.

"Aren't I always, Soph?" Dee replied with a wink. There was a small smile on her face as she closed the door behind her and set off down the hall.

"Well, well." Dee looked at the teen in front of him. "So you're Randy?"

The boy jumped, his gaze shifting from the floor to look up at Dee. His eyes widened at being addressed so quickly, but he nodded in response.

"You can call me Dee. What's the matter? Can't you talk? We already have a mute here, and I thought that was enough, but damn, I talk enough for two anyway." Dee grinned. The gesture lit up his handsome face, and Randy couldn't help but smile.

"N…no, I can talk." Randy answered quietly.

"Good. I know you're new and all, but try not to act so shy, 'kay? I don't bite." Dee teased. Then, as he leaned forwards, he got a closer look at the shorter boy's face. "Your eyes…they're really dark. Are you part Asian or something?"

"Yes, half-Japanese actually." Randy said a little louder than before. He took off the red backpack he had been wearing and sat down on the vacant bed at the left-hand side of the box-shaped room.

"Cool. Do you have a Japanese name then? What is it, please tell me!" Dee asked, getting excited, and invading Randy's personal space as he sat himself down next to the pale boy.

"Yes…It's Ryo…" Randy whispered, shifting slightly away from Dee and zipping his bag open.

"Ryo, hmm…I like it. I'm gonna call you Ryo." Dee decided aloud. "That's okay with you, right?"

"Either or is fine…" The sandy-haired teen wondered why this boy, Dee, cared to know such information. At the clinic he had transferred from, nobody seemed to care about his name, or even his existence. Things were certainly different here already.

"So Ryo, you ready to unpack?" Dee asked, returning to his side of the room. "Don't worry, I respect people's privacy. I won't touch your stuff if you leave mine. If I see you going through my belongings, I'll slit your throat." Dee warned, his green eyes narrowing along with his darkened face.

"…Huh? O…okay." Ryo's face paled further. He nodded, refusing to look up at Dee's face any longer.

"Relax!" Dee announced suddenly, pleased that he had got a reaction from the boy. "Sheesh, you're so uptight, man. I was just kidding. But I still don't want you being nosy and going through my junk."

"Oh." Ryo sighed, partly in relief, and partly with exhaustion. From his backpack he pulled out a dark furred stuffed toy.

"Shit, you still have a dolly?" Dee said in surprise. A hurt look crept onto Ryo's face, and Dee felt a little bad. "Well, I've seen stranger, man."

"It's a teddy-bear, and he means a lot to me. Please don't laugh…" Ryo's voice was back to being small and shy. He clutched the bear close to his chest.

"Okay. Does he have a name? I mean, you must call him something…" Dee asked, getting a closer look at the animal. It had soft, brown fur, not too dark, with tufts of blonde coloured fur at the top of his head.

"He's called Bikky." Ryo simply stated, still cuddling it close.

"Nice to meet you too, Bikky." Dee smiled, shaking one paw. At first, Ryo pulled the bear away from Dee. But, when he saw those green pools soften, as if saying to him 'it's alright, I'll be your friend, you can trust me…', Ryo relented. He let Dee pet the bear. "So, what else ya got in there?" Dee pointed to the rucksack that had been abandoned on Ryo's flat pillow.

This time, Ryo didn't answer. He suddenly wondered why Dee was here. The teen seemed normal enough, but was a little loud. Even though they had just met, Ryo didn't fear the boy. Yes, he'd been a little shocked at some of his comments, but overall, he liked this dark-haired rebel.

"Well, you'd better get some sleep. I've a few people I'd like you to meet tomorrow, but you'd better be ready. Don't worry, I'll explain later…" Dee stood up and headed towards the light switch, flicking it off. "'Night, Ryo." He said before returning to his side of the plain room.

Ryo couldn't help but wonder how Dee had found his bed with all his junk sprawled out everywhere. The teen obviously didn't care about the mess he'd created. Ryo, on the other hand, didn't really like making a mess.

Still in his clothes, the sandy-haired teen felt too tired to do anything other than kick off his shoes and crawl under his thin, white sheets. Clutching Bikky in one arm, he closed his dark eyes and let sleep wash over him. Before a dream could play out in his mind, he wondered what kind of friends Dee had…

"Goodnight Dee…" His lips whispered. In the darkness, the figure in the right-side bed just smiled.

TBC…

XOXOXOXOXOXO

Okies, how was that? I know there's a lot of good FAKE fics out there. And mine doesn't compete, but hey! How did I do? Are Dee and Ryo sort of in character? I mean, this is an AU, so they don't act completely the same, but, yeah…I'm blabbering on again. There are a lot of fireworks going off outside. It's hard to concentrate. But, being the fifth of November, ya can't complain. Have a great bonfire night everyone!

Byezies!

Minako Angel xxx