Title: The Night Tells No Lies

Part: 1
Disclaimer: I don't own FAKE. I only write for my own pleasure!

Author's note: this is my very first attempt at FAKE fanfic. Please, tell me if you think they're OOC, or if you find any spelling/grammar/… mistakes!

Ryo scratched the back of his head and shifted his feet awkwardly. He stared at the ground as though something very intriguing was going on down there. How did he manage to get himself into a situation like this? Dee stood in front of him, waiting for his answer. His last words hung like an electric cloud between them.

Flashback

"Can I sleep over tonight, my dearest partner?" Dee looked Ryo right in the eye when he asked, 'cause he knew that Ryo couldn't say no to his sparkly green eyes.
"But Dee… It's already the third time this week! And I still don't have a spare bed…"
He blushed at the thought of sleeping with Dee in the same bed again. Maybe his partner would try a move on him again?
'I wouldn't mind… WAIT! Where did that thought come from?! I don't like Dee like that… I never did… Okay, maybe there was this once…'
"Shit! Must bang head on something now! Don't like myself like this!" He al but yelled.

He grabbed the first thing within reach, which happened to be Dee.
"I take that as a 'Yes Dee, I'd love you to!', he murmured softly in Ryo's ear.

Ryo squirmed in Dee's arms, and when he finally wriggled his way out, he said:
"But, the bed! I don't have two! You can't… I mean…" He tried to talk his way out of it, but obviously, this only served to Dee's entertainment.
"That's okay, you don't snore too loud for me, it's nothing I can't handle," he said with a wink. Ryo sighed: "Let's go then."
He took his coat, and threw Dee's into the waiting arms of his partner.

At Ryo's apartment

When they came by Ryo's house, the first thing Dee wanted to do was to shower.
While Dee showered, Ryo began thinking:
'Oh no, what to do now? Three problems to solve:

Bikky's not home, so I don't have the little kid to save me.

I don't have anything to eat, and I'm fucking starving.

Dee's here now, probably naked, and wet, and with his eyes closed, water dripping from… No! Don't go there, brain! Drop it! But it was too late, esp. because his body was having some serious … issues.'

Suddenly, a voice startled him. He turned, only to see Dee… in his favourite PJ's!
"Whatever you were thinking about right now, I bet it had me in it."
Ryo blushed crimson, and fled to the bathroom. When he closed the door, he heard Dee yelling: "Hey! Don't have any fun without me!"

Half an hour later, cleaned and dried, Ryo settled in his bed.
'Amazing! Dee has fallen asleep, and he hasn't even made one move on me! It's like a bar without beer! ( AN: literally translated from Flemish, it means the same as: hell freezing over)
Guess I'll go to sleep then too…'

It was midnight. The moon was big and full, wolves were supposed to howl but were instead checking out the new steaks in the local store, and everything went his way.
Dee had awoken from a sound, that would wake him from death.
Ryo was crying. Soft sobs, mixed with the sound of tears dripping on the sheets.
It didn't break his heart, it crushed it. The sight of the love of his life – because that's what Ryo means to him – so fragile, so hurt… And then he heard it…
"Dee… please… love me…"

AN: How was it? Good? Bad? TBC?