Disclaimer: FAKE belongs to Sanami Matoh, not me.

The Plunge

Dee's POV

I hadn't felt like this in years. The old rage was coming back, and I didn't want it to. I don't want it to happen again. I must be too stressed from work.

I gazed across my desk at Ryo. It couldn't happen, I took a breath to relieve some of the pressure in my chest. I scanned the room, surprisingly busy for a Wednesday night. On their trip my eyes met JJ's. He smiled. No. I brought my eyes back to Ryo, he was too busy to notice my stare.

"I was thinking of taking up Drake's offer to go out for drinks when we get off." I offered. Ryo finally looked at me, frowning.

"I was kind of hoping for a quiet night in." I pouted at him, he simply rolled his eyes at me. That settled it, according to him.

"Well, I'm going out. You don't have to come." Ryo seemed hurt for a split second, then he sealed the cracks in his mask, and he was gone.

"Fine." How he could be so cold to me, I didn't know. I did everything for him. Aside from paperwork, but he enjoys that enough for both of us once he gets in the groove. I let him move in with me, I was constantly saving his ass on cases, I was more generous a lover with him than I had ever been before. What more did he want from me?

I could go out with the guys. Not like we had any special plans tonight or anything, so why not? Plus, I could use a night to let out a little of my intensity. The rest of the shift dragged on. I couldn't concentrate, I was feeling more and more agitated at Ryo's silence.

"I think I'll actually take some of the files home tonight to look over. You plan on being home late, right?"

"If you love your files so much why don't you move in with them?" I snapped. Ryo's eyes widened.

"A little uncalled for, Dee." I had to bite my lip to keep from snapping again. I wish he would talk to me about something other than work.

"Why don't you fucking talk to me anymore?" I tried to whisper so I didn't sound as pissed as I was.

"I talk to you." He seemed concerned, but I could only tell because I knew him so well. Anyone else would have met a stone wall trying to get any inkling of emotion out of him.

"Yeah, about work. Only." Ryo opened his mouth, and shut it again. I checked the clock, shift was ending. "See you when I get home." I said dryly, standing to clock out.

I caught Drake by the shoulder on his way out the door with JJ, Ted, and Ted's new partner, James.

"I decided to join you after all." I told him.

"That's great! It's been a long time since you and Ryo came out with us!"

"It's just me." I corrected. "Ryo has some files to go over or something."

"Yay!" JJ squealed, grabbing my arm.

"I'm guessing you're going to be my escort tonight." I grinned, playing a little more friendly than I usually do. It felt a little sleazy, I glanced over my shoulder at Ryo. He stood facing us, watching us all go. The fourth shift shuffled in while he collected his papers.

"Better get going, they only have specials for the next 30 minutes." Ted was saying, edging us toward the door. You could always count on Ted to get our intoxication levels going good on the cheap.

Bernie's Bar was the place to be if you were a cop. It was full of the older, mustached baldies most of the time. Wednesday however, was karaoke night and the usual crowd didn't appreciate our slurred songs and raucous behavior.

It was an average karaoke Wednesday, drinks flowing, laughter. I could feel the knots in my shoulders unwinding.

"First round on me." James cheered as we made our way to the bar. Ted got lucky with his new partner.

We each found our niche as the night wore on. JJ and I stayed around the bar, sharing low conversation about our separate cases. For a while we even danced to a few choice songs. The other three did their rounds on stage and kept more toward the singers, cheering on regulars and each other. Around 1:30 the crowds were thinning, and we were all pretty deep in our last beers for the night and feeling good.

"So, Dee." JJ smiled. "I've been meaning to ask you something, I hope it doesn't make things awkward."

"Go on." I finished my beer and reached for my wallet. JJ leaned closer, and glanced over my shoulder, presumably to make sure no one we knew was in ear shot. We were both a little wobbly, I doubted anyone who came up to us would care much what we said anyway.

"Why wouldn't you give me a chance? Not one, not even at Academy." I peered into his face. Why hadn't I given JJ a chance? He was cute, he clearly likes me. A lot. I remembered why.

"You're annoying." I wondered what Ryo was doing right now. Probably sleeping, he was such an angel. And then there was me. Drunk. In a bar. Talking about chances with a guy who has a sizable crush on me. It was despicable.

"Dee!" JJ whined, "We could have worked on that, I could have been better." I raised my eyebrows and he covered his mouth. Well, I had the power to shut him up, apparently. I wondered what else I could make him do. My blood began to boil thinking about how vile I was. Adrenaline flooded me and I laid my bills on the bar.

That's about when our co-workers pounced us, laughing and hanging on our shoulders. They told us they were heading out. I told them we were doing the same, JJ's eyes met mine and he quickly paid his tab.

It was pure happenstance that, once outside, the three of them went left toward Drake's apartment while JJ and I both live to the right. He and I walked in tense silence for most of the way. His apartment would be the first one we get to.

"If I were to be less annoying... Well, I can't really ask, it's inappropriate."

"Just ask." I watched his silhouette fumble over his words for a moment.

"I know you have Ryo, so it's not really like anything could ever happen... but, if you had told me back at Academy that I annoyed you so much, well, do you think anything could have, uh, happened? Between us?" His nervousness reminded me of Ryo. Ryo and his silence. I didn't mind JJ's talking, it was the pouncing and proclamations of love that had bugged me. We walked in a more comfortable silence while I mulled it over.

I had always thought his behavior toward me was some way of getting attention, not just from me. JJ was a sensitive guy, he could be extraordinarily sweet. When we got to his building I could only focus on how his lips felt when he had managed to kiss me those few times.

We stood facing each other, JJ fidgeted with his jacket zipper, waiting for my reply.

"If not, y'know, I understand." He he mumbled, lowering his eyes and I thought I had seen small glistening tears in his eyes. My God, emotion.

"I have a lot of anger." I confessed, unexpectedly. I took myself by surprise.

"At me?" JJ was getting more worked up about it than I expected.

"No. In general. And Ryo's just so vanilla..." What was I getting at? JJ stared at me confusedly, I couldn't take it anymore. The rage welled in me, fueled by alcohol and a weird kind of desire.

I grabbed JJ hard by the face so I could get a better look in his eyes. He hardly made a sound, even though I knew I was hurting him.

"Are you vanilla too?" I demanded, pushing myself against him, pinning him against the wall. I was so close to kissing him I could feel his breath on my lips, his mouth invited me, but I resisted. His eyes were wide and unfocused, he lowered them slightly and shook his head. I released him and smiled wildly, I was starting to feel deranged, and I was loving it. "What do you like?"

"Should we talk about this here?" His hands were shaking and he seemed uncomfortable. I agreed we should head up to his place. He hadn't fought me, he must be okay with getting a little rough. Once inside, JJ stood at his sink, staring down into the white basin solemnly. I leaned near him. "I used to be into some different things. Role playing, toys." JJ admitted. "Only with people who were very special to me, it's about trust."

"Don't you trust me?" I asked.

"Of course, you've saved my ass a dozen times at work, but it's a different kind of trust, y'know?"

"Could you trust me? If given the chance?" My skin was on fire but nothing I tried could keep the words from spilling out.

"Wait, just what are we talking about, here?" JJ asked, looking up at me. "You can't be- Ryo..."

"It would be best for all of us." What the hell was I saying? "I have pent up aggression that I can't take out on Ryo. You want me." He blushed, "I need it."

"I don't know, Dee. I've never really been involved with anything... aggressive." He rubbed his arm and turned to face me. "And I couldn't get between you and Ryo, someone would find out, it could ruin you guys. I can't be the other man again, I can't."

He was refusing me. It was Ryo all over again. The tension in my chest reached it's peak. I lost it and grabbed JJ by his hair, he gasped and tried to get my hand off him. He failed and I dragged him to his couch. I had been brought back to caveman days. I was taking.

"Dee, you're drunk, what are you-" he was pleading, his words only fanned the sadistic flame in my chest. I threw him down, and unlike Ryo had done in these situations before, he didn't move, didn't fight. It wasn't even about sex for me, I needed the control. Since Ryo and I had become an official couple, since he moved in, he had become the one to decide just about everything. Now it was my turn.

I straddled JJ's lap, he stared up at me, his eyes cloudy. I didn't know if it was desire or shock, what's worse, I didn't care.

"I want you, JJ." I needed him, he'd listen, he'd love it too. "Don't you want me?" The way he looked at me told me he did. I laid JJ's hands to rest on my thighs while I pulled my shirt off. His faced flushed and he tried to touch my stomach. I quickly gripped his hand and squeezed until his brow furrowed in pain. "You do what I say. You don't touch me unless I let you." JJ nodded, entranced. I ran my hands up his body, his chest was heaving, his eyes darted around. I didn't know if it was his nerves or what, but he seemed to be having a hard time getting himself together. "Do you want to kiss me?" I asked, a devilish smile curling my lips.

JJ nodded.

"Beg me for it."

"Please." His voice was hoarse, "Please, Dee-" I un-tucked his shirt enough to get my hands on his hot flesh.

"Please what?" I took a fistful of his skin and pinched, digging my nails into him. His pained face made a reappearance.

"Please kiss me." He squeaked.

"No." I slapped him, not too hard, just enough to teach him. "Beg me to let you kiss me." JJ was flustered, he had clearly never been in a situation like this. I'd give him a good dose of the old, dangerous Dee.

Class was in session.

"Strip from the waist down and give me your tie." I barked, getting off him. "Now!"

JJ hurried to strip, he tried to stretch his shirt down enough to cover his erection. It wasn't happening. He handed me his tie.

"Turn around." He obeyed and I gorged my eyes on his firm rump for a moment before pulling both of his arms behind his back and tying them together so his fingertips were pointing to each elbow. Not the most comfortable position, but it didn't matter. I took off my own belt, JJ seemed to flinch at the sound. "Knees." I demanded.

"Dee-" I grabbed his hair again and pulled him back against me.

"You do as I fucking say." I growled, unbuttoning his shirt feverishly, belt over his shoulder. I pulled his shirt down off his shoulders and took my belt in my hand. "You know what happens when you disobey, JJ?"

"No." he panted, his voice unsure if it should have come out.

I tightened my grip on his hair and twisted so he was facing the hand with the belt in it and forced him to his knees. I let loose one hard slap with the belt and JJ cried out. I watched the long red lash mark appeared across his chest and hit him with it again, and I could feel my blood pounding through me. It felt amazing.

JJ was gasping, his eyes tightly shut, turmoil and pain in his face. It was a beautiful sight. Before I knew it, my fly was undone and I was pushing my way down JJ's throat. This seemed more his speed and he worked on me with a zeal I rarely saw from Ryo. Thoughts of Ryo triggered disgust with myself and I leaned down enough to pull JJ's shirt up, off his back. I hit him with the belt three more times, each time earning a sound from him that resonated through my belly and down to my toes. I was getting close, but I wasn't done with JJ yet. I pulled his mouth off me, a rope of spittle connected us for a second before wearing thin and breaking.

JJ's face was red, spit glistened on his chin when he stared up at me. I couldn't make out what he held behind those eyes. He seemed fearful, but I could make out the desire. I shed my pants, had him kiss my hips, my thighs, and let him wet me up. I had him turn to face away from me, he was already so obedient, and pulled the back of his shirt over his head so it would cover his face. I pushed him down so his face was on the carpet and held him there, bum in the air. I stroked him roughly, earning moans of appreciation, while I let my precum drip down his inner thigh. I had him under my spell. A few more slaps with the belt rang out while I pleased him, programmed him. Pain and pleasure together. That's what I had to offer him, and he was gong to take it.

I slid a couple fingers into him and felt him lose himself. He moaned my name while he came and I stared down at my still throbbing member.

"You didn't tell me you were close." I snapped.

"I- I'm sorry, Dee." His muffled voice panted. My frustration took over and I gripped his arm hard, pulling him to his feet, "Oww!" he cried, but I didn't care. I tore the shirt off his head, yanking his head back and tearing the shirt.

"I needed this!" I shouted, pulling the tie off his arms harshly. JJ hissed in pain, but didn't fight. "You little piece of shit!" In a rage I flung him at the couch once more, he hit it hard and fell to the ground.

Next thing I knew I woke up in bed next to Ryo, who was sleeping soundly. I prayed it had been a nightmare. That the things I had felt the previous evening had not happened. And JJ... what had I done?

There was only one way to find out. I rose, woke Ryo, and showered alone before we headed out to work.

A/N:
It's been a very long time since I posted anything, but here you go, hope my style isn't too rusty. R&R plz!

-Aeopteryx