Warning: This is a romance between two men- NYPD SVU Detective Odafin Tutuola and my character Enrique J. Cruz. If you are uncomfortable with it, please don't read. You will not offend me. Rated T for now will change to M later.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from Law and Order: Special Victims Unit. I own the people that don't appear on the show. I do own the idea of their romance.

Chapter 1: Rikki

Desire, the newest club near the NYU campus was packed, almost to capacity. The place was crawling with college kids, local young adults, middle-aged adults wanting to be young again. The blaring music had the dance floor full of moving bodies. It wasn't Detective Odafin Tutuola's kind of music but then again it wasn't his type of club. He was volunteering his time as an off duty police officer, providing security for the foundation his son worked for and now his shift was over. The next shift of volunteers was there. He scouted the club for his son Ken. Not seeing him yet he headed over to the bar where his partner for the night Olivia Benson was standing.

"Buy ya a drink?" She asked.

"I'll take a beer." He said to the bartender. The man placed a coaster and beer in front of him. "Thanks." He turned to Olivia. "You seen my son?"

"Not yet. Looks like they had a good turn out tonight."

"Yeah, looks like more than the last." Fin turned to the crowd on the dance floor. "I hope they put this same energy into studying as they do dancing."

"I doubt it. In my experience the best partiers never studied and the best studiers never partied."

Ken Randall was on the other side of the club hanging with friends and thanking people for getting tested. These club events seemed to work well with the college crowd and raising money and awareness for AIDS and HIV testing. Each person who was tested received a free drink, alcoholic or not depending on age, at Desire. With it being college night admission was free or reduced until a certain time. So the club was packed. Ken saw his dad standing at the bar and waved at him, indicating that he would be over as soon as he could. Fin waved back.

"Kenny, you holding back on me? Who is that sexy man you were just waving to at the bar?" His friend asked.

"Huh? What sexy man?"

"That man." The friend looked in Fin's direction, smiled and waved. Fin returned them both.

"Who? Him? Ewwww. That's my dad."

"You never told me your dad was so good looking." The friend was flirting with Fin.

"Uh, that's because he's my dad. I'm not supposed to see him as good looking."

"I want to dance with him. Why don't you introduce us?"

"Introduce you? Not happening." Ken said, stopping his friend. "Enrique, you can't go over there. My dad is straight as a board. Bad idea."

"I'm dressed as a woman, Ken. He'll never know."

"But I'll know. It's such a bad idea; trust me. Enrique as your best friend, I'm asking you not to. Please."

It's just a dance, the young man thought, looking at Fin again. When Ken turned to thank some more of the club goers, Enrique saw his chance and made his way over to Fin.

As Fin finished his beer, he saw a beautiful, young Latina woman heading in his direction. Her shoulder length hair had a full body of curls and swung from side to side as she walked. On her lips, a sangria colored smile. Her black sleeveless dress expressed her curves. The scarf around her waist added a special accent, curved around her but and matched her lips. Her heels accentuated legs that wouldn't quit. She stood in front of him and they both smiled.

"So you're Kenny's dad?"

"Yeah I am. And you are?"

"I'm Rikki Cruz." She said offering her hand to shake.

"Nice to meet you Rikki."

"Same here. I've never seen you at these events before."

"I'm usually outside working security. My shift is over."

"Cool. Then you wouldn't mind accompanying me to the dance floor for a song or two?"

"Sorry, Lady Gaga's not quite my style." Just then, as if by magic, the DJ announced a set of slow songs. It started out with Usher's "There Goes My Baby".

"How about this?"

"Yeah, I can dance to this. You didn't arrange that did you?" He asked.

"No, I promise." He held Rikki's hand and followed her to the dance floor. Fin had both arms around her waist and she placed hers mid-way up his back. Her hazel eyes seemed to draw him in and he lost himself for a bit.

"How long have you known Kenny?"

"Oh, a long time. We've been friends since our freshmen year. We met in English. Everybody in class had to pick a review partner and our desks we right next to each other."

"If you've been friends that long then I guess you know our history."

"Yeah, but the most important thing is that you are there for each other now."

"I'm really proud of him. I'm glad he didn't plan his future based on our past."

"Me too." The pair continued to dance and talk for another two slow songs. When the beat changed, Fin led Rikki off the dance floor and back to the bar. Before Fin could offer to buy her a drink, a frantic friend came up to her.

"Rikki there you are. I've been looking all over for you. Stacey's not feeling well and we need you." Rikki rolled her eyes.

"Are you sure? She likes to play games."

"I'm serious. We need you." Rikki turned to Fin.

"Give me a few minutes and I'll be back." She left with her friend, not knowing that it was a ploy to get her away from Fin. Once they arrived near the bathroom area, she saw Ken standing there with his arms crossed.

"Kenny, this better not be some kind of joke."

"I thought I told you not to go near my dad Enrique. He's straight."

"And a great dancer with very strong hands."

"Enrique!"

"What? He does. We had a very nice conversation while dancing. You were mentioned."

"I'm flattered. Look you gotta find him and tell him you have to go home. Go home and then forget you ever met him. Can you do that?" Rikki gave him an annoyed look. "Please?" She sighed, rolled her eyes and walked off towards the bar.

"Everything ok?" Fin asked. Rikki paused and thought. She wanted to get to know Fin better, even if he was a straight man and "she" was a gay one dressed as a woman. Enrique knew Ken was going to hate him but he had to try it even if it meant the two friends might not speak to each other for a few days.

"No. Stacey is pretty sick. Probably drank too much. Anyway, I drove everyone here so I'm responsible for taking everyone home." Fin looked disappointed.

"I was looking forward to buying you a drink." Now she was the disappointed one.

"Rain check?"

"Sure." Fin replied. Enrique took out his cell phone.

"Can I give you a call tomorrow or Sunday?"

"Absolutely." They exchanged numbers. Fin didn't usually give his number out, especially in a club setting. But there was something about her. Rikki smiled, leaned forward and kissed his cheek. The scent of her rose perfume tickled his nose.

"I'm glad we met." She said.

"Me too. Be careful getting everyone home."

"Thank you. I will."

Rikki walked towards the door where three friends were waiting and one looked like she partied too much. As they walked outside, Enrique realized that he needed to change his voicemail, just in case Fin called first. As he waited for everyone to meet at his car, he quickly changed his voicemail message. For once he was glad that he had separate phones for work and personal use.

Ken finally caught up with his dad right before he was about to leave.

"Hey son. Great turn out tonight."

"Yeah it was. Thanks so much for you help tonight."

"No problem. I don't mind doing stuff like this for a good cause."

"Where's Olivia? I want to thank her too."

"She left already. You can call her later."

"I will."

"You should introduce me to your friends more."

"My...my friends?"

"Yeah. I met Rikki tonight. She seems like a really nice young lady. You two have been friends a long time huh?"

"Rikki? Uh, yeah since freshmen year." Ken didn't want to tell his dad that Rikki is really Enrique and they used to be roommates. They never dated, just really good friends.

"Well, I'm beat son. I'm glad everything worked out tonight. I'm going home to get some sleep."

"Thanks again dad." Ken hugged his father and Fin left the club. As he walked to his car, he decided to give Rikki a call. He got the voicemail. He was kind of glad because that meant she wasn't talking on her phone while driving.

"Hi. You've reached Rikki. Sorry I missed your call but if you leave me a message, I'll get back to you as soon as I can. Gracias!" Fin left her a message.

As soon has he entered his apartment sleep seemed to attack the detective. After hanging his keys Fin headed right into his bedroom. He plugged up his phone and striped himself of his clothes on the way to the shower. Doing this now, would help relax his muscles before bed.

Enrique took his time and got everyone home safely. As he walked into his apartment, he contemplated the argument he and Ken would have later. He wasn't looking forward to it, but it was unavoidable at this point. He felt that Ken didn't have the right to ruin his night. He just wanted to dance with a handsome man. He plugged up his phone and went into his bathroom to take off his makeup. Enrique pulled his hair into a ponytail and checked his phone after climbing into bed. He clicked on his voicemail and let is play on speaker while he moisturized his face.

"Hi Rikki. It's Fin. I just wanted to make sure you made it home ok. You don't have to answer this message. I'm looking forward to talking to you again. Good night and sweet dreams."

Enrique's eyes widened with shock and his smile was wider than Texas. He never expected Fin to call, so soon. "Oh my god. He sounds so sexy! How did I not notice that voice when we were dancing? How am I ever going to talk to him on the phone without melting?" He sat there a few minutes wondering what to do. He checked his text signature to make sure that it was neutral and changed it.

Fin finally made it to bed. As he laid there staring at the ceiling he could feel his muscles relax. Before closing his eyes, his thoughts turned to Rikki. It had been a long time since he had met someone so beautiful. Her eyes captured him and there was just something about her. Something that made him want to get to know her better. Maybe she's too young for me, he thought. And she is Ken's friend. It might be awkward if we ended up dating. Maybe Ken would be ok with it. His phone buzzed. He silently hoped that it wasn't work and smiled when he discovered that it wasn't.

txt from cruzcntrl

got ur msg. swt dreams 2 u 2. will call u after sunrise 8)

Both men when to bed with smiles on their faces, neither of them having a clue to what was going to develop between them.

A/N2: I hope no one is confused. Everyone realizes that Rikki is just Enrique in a dress, right? Ok, just checking.