Author note - Just wanted to explain Ryo and Rose's relationship a bit, they are not lovers! So no one kill me! But Rose dose love Ryo, like in the series. And I am and never will make Rose the "Bad guy" I know he has personality flaws but I like him. He can be an ass but I never thought of him as evil in any way. And I'm tired of all the fan fictions that make Rose sooooooooo mean/gross. He actually cares for Ryo, and I know a lot of people hate him cuz he a romantic rival, but I love Rivalry when it comes to love. It makes it more interesting.

Also the characters are a lot different in my story, they will retain some of the characteristics from the original FAKE, but this is my story so I will change things up as I see fit.

Hopefully this won't piss anyone off.

Also I want to make Ryo tougher, still genital but tough at the same time. The world is different, so the characters personalities kind of have to reflect their surroundings.

(this is a DeeXRyo story, but there will be a lot of mixed hooking up)

Chapter 2

Ryo removed his hand from Dee's face, taking the warmth with him. Dee Wanted to grab the older man's hand, he didn't want the warmth to leave, but he resented. The pain Dee had felt before has completely gone, and when he touched his back, he could feel that all his wounds were gone.

Who are these people? Dee thought, as he watched Ryo and Rose crouch slightly, preparing for whatever was near. Ryo scanned the dark streets, while Rose closed his eye and muttered softly. Dee stood, knife at the ready, his cat eyes penetrating the looming darkness. Dee was the first to see the creature, before he could warn the others Rose shouts "Ryo left!"

Dee covers his ears protecting them from onset of gun fire. Dee's wide green eyes turned to the scare faced man. Ryo possessed a gun Dee had never seen before. It was long, sleek, and narrow. There was a simple design and three small teal colored air pockets along it narrow barrel.

This is insane! Dee crouched down low, and made his way to the ally way on the right. As the sound of gun fire lessened Dee couldn't help but feel relief wash over him.

"Where do you think you're going human?" A deep animalistic voice growled. Dee looked up at the large furry creature, whose sharp talons where deeply implanted in the metal wall of the shakes on either side of them. His large golden eyes shone with bloodlust as he watched Dee. His long tongue curled over his leather like lips,

A wolf-man! Dee felt his whole body shake as he desperately crawled backward. "Ryo!" Dee screamed till his lungs burned. The wolf-man laughed moving forward, his claws screeched against the metal walls. He was trying to scare Dee, and it was working.

Ryo was at Dee's side in a flash, gun already firing at the massive beast. The bullets only penetrated the surface of the beast's thick furry chest. The beast howled as his blood spurted from his body. His eyes burned red as he charged toward Ryo. A smirk played across Ryo's lips as he stopped firing, he lowered his gun. Dee looked at the scared man in alarm.

What was the idiot doing? Did he have a death wish?

The beast was inches away; it raised its great claws as it prepared to attack. With lightening reflex's Ryo pulled out a small pistol and fired a pullet right between the eyes of the great beast. Dark blood splattered from the back of the beast head as it fell to the ground.

"Stupid fucking animals," Ryo grunted under his breath as he put his weapons back into their holders. His black eyes looked down at Dee. "You ok?"

"Am I ok?" Dee asked in disbelief. Was this guy serious?

"Stand up." Ryo ordered, offering his hand to the shaken teen. Dee ignores it and stands. Dee looks down into the man's dark eyes hoping that they will give off some hint to the inner workings of this strange person. But there was nothing there, just cold hard darkness.

"You should go," The scarred man turned from Dee strolling back to the other man like nothing happened. "Run home as fast as you can, pretend this didn't happen."

"How can I just pretend this didn't happen?" as the shock faded Dee could feel anger building within him. "Who the hell are you?"

"Ryo." The scarred man replied not breaking his pace, not looking at Dee.

"That's not what I fucking meant!" Dee grabbed the shorter man's arm turning him around. "Who are you? You and that other guy! Why are you walking around with fucking guns! You ain't Patrols, not with those weird ass weapons."

"The less you know the better." The man's face remained blank and emotionless, as he pulled his arm from Dee's grasp. "Now run home little boy, where your safe from the monsters."

XXXXX

The soft bell chimed as only a handful of students entered into the dully light classroom. There was a loud creak as Dee leaned back in his seat. Hands behind his head he breathed in dust filled air. Another boring day.

"I'm surprised you're here today Dee," A soft raspy voice cooed into his ear.

"Hello Charity," opening one of his dazzling green eyes to meet her large caramel colored eyes.

"It's Wednesday." She said, sitting on the desk in front of Dee. "You never come on Wednesday."

"I know,"

"Or Thursday, or Friday."

"I had nothing better to do," Dee grumbled as he reached into his pocket pulling out a cigarette.

"Can I have one?" she asked leaning close enough that he could smell the soft scent of lavender that lingered on her smooth copper skin.

"If you give me a kiss." As he said this a sly smile danced across his lips. With a small laugh Charity placed her soft lips on his. Her warm hand moved slowly down his arm, to his hand, then slid the cigarette from his fingers. A few people make cat calls, others call out panther. The teacher yells for everyone to settle down. Charity moves to the seat next to Dee, and lights her cigarette.

As the teacher begins her lesson Dee lights another one of his cigs, taking a long drag he looks out the window. The tall busted up buildings of district 4 meet his tired green eyes. He hadn't gotten much sleep, he wondered if he was still in shock. He had lied in bed for hours, tossing and turning. He could still feel them, those cold dark eyes, watching him. With that emotionless stair.

It's strange, Dee thought, That I was attacked by wolf-man, nearly slashed to death, and all he kept thinking about where those eyes.

It was strange; no one had ever left such a lasting impression on him. But there was something about that guy that drew Dee to him, and that light that had somehow healed Dee, how was that possible?

"What was he?" Dee mumbled under his breath. He wasn't human. He couldn't have been. "he has the gift. It hasn't been awakened yet, but I can feel it slightly." Dee suddenly remembered the other man, what was his name . . . Rose, he had said that. Had he been talking about Dee? What did he mean by that?

A loud siren broke Dee from his thoughts. The whole class goes quite. Was this a drill?

"Class dismissed!" The teacher said as she hurriedly stuffed her papers in her bag. The class went into a sudden uproar as they all ran out of there as fast as they could, the teacher included. Dee waited a bit; he didn't want to get trampled by all the students as they rushed back home. Dee stood slowly, looking out the window at the streets below he could see large crowds running for their lives. Large metal screens begin to cover the windows.

Monster attack, "Shit," Dee cursed as he ran out the door.