False Impressions, Ch 2

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False Impressions, pt 2

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Where in the world did you go?
Without a clue, without a word
What on earth did I do wrong?
You won't believe how much I hurt

- Erasure, 'where in the world'

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Dee grinned as he snuck up on Ryo, who was busy cooking and thus oblivious to his advance. He'd almost managed to get close enough to grab him when he was tripped. Falling facefirst into the floor, he glared over his shoulder at his assailant. "Bikky!"

"What do you think you're doing?"

Dee climbed to his knees. "You little punk, go do your homework."

"It's already done!"

"Brat!"

Ryo turned as he heard sounds of a scuffle behind him. Looking down he sweatdropped. Dee was wrestling with Bikky, shouting something about math problems and going the hell away. "You two..."

They all stopped and looked up as they heard a knock at the door. "Araa?" Ryo frowned. "Who could that be?"

Dee stood. "I'll get it." He left the kitchen, grumbling under his breath.

A moment later the door opened and Dee made a surprised noise. Bikky and Ryo looked at each other, as they heard Dee begin talking animatedly to whoever had arrived. "Who could that be?"

Ryo set his utensils down, and the other two males walked towards the door. Their eyes widened as they caught sight of the girl leaning up to give Dee a quick kiss on the cheek. "Danny?" Ryo blinked. "What're you doing here?"

She turned and smiled, holding up a bag. "I had to return your shirt, of course. Figured I'd come here, so I can get mine back too."

"Ah...Ah, sou! I'll go get it!" Ryo went into his bedroom, pulling the shirt off his bed. Returning he handed it to her. "Here, I washed it once I got home."

"Thanks!" Danny smiled. "I washed yours too." She peered over his shoulder. "Is that Bikky?"

"Hai." Ryo stepped aside. "Bikky, this is Danielle."

Bikky nodded, mouth agape. Danny beamed. "Thanks for helping me, yesterday. I guess I should've been paying more attention."

Bikky shook his head quickly. "Don't worry about it! Happy to help any time."

She laughed quietly, as he blushed slightly. Ryo smiled. "I was just making dinner. Would you like to stay over?"

Dee seconded that idea. "Yeah, stay over! Having a pretty girl around is good for the digestion."

She sweatdropped. "Honto ni?... Mmm, wish I could. But..."

Dee shook his head, putting an arm around her shoulders. "No excuses! Come in, come in!"

"Dee, don't be rude!"

"I really would love to stay over, but...you see...anou..."

"Hmm..." Dee learned in close, as he tended to when he was pressuring someone. "Why can't you?"

"Jamie..."

Dee sweatdropped. "JJ?" He looked around, as if he expected the violet-haired cop to appear.

"Aa. I usually eat dinner with him, and I told him to bring back dinner today."

Dee thought about that for a long moment, then grinned. "Why don't you ask him to come over too?... You don't mind, do you Ryo?"

Ryo shook his head.

Danny blinked. "You wouldn't mind? I mean, he'll still be... you know..."

Dee made a face. "Sometimes a man must make sacrifices!"

Bikky joined in, finally. "Yeah! You gotta stay!"

"Well...if you all think it's OK..."

Ryo smiled. "I think it's a good idea."

She smiled. "OK then! I better call JJ, he should be getting off work soon."

Dee and Bikky pointed her to the phone as Ryo went back to cooking. He listened to her half of the call before he put his headphones back on.

"Ohayo, JJ...Mm, I'm fine, really...Yeah, well, I went to Randy-san's place to drop off his shirt, and they invited me over to dinner. I was wondering if you wanted to come too...Don't be rude, Jamie...Yeah, Bikky's here...No, no girl... Are you sure?...Really?...Absolutely?... Ok, I'll tell them. Dee-san, JJ says...ACK! JJ! My ear!...Yes Dee's here...Sorry, I guess I should've told you. You gotta behave though. You can't sit in his lap while he's eating...OK, see you in a half-hour then!"

Ryo shook his head as he heard Dee grumbling about JJ and his glomping. "This should be a very interesting dinner." He pulled his headphones on, and went back to cooking, adjusting for extra guests.

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Carol hummed, walking down the hallway to Ryo's apartment. She was a bit late, but she figured she'd be forgiven. Opening the door she stepped into chaos.

"Dee-semPAI!"

"Get OFF ME!"

"Jamie! You promised to behave!"

"But...AHHH! Dee-sempai!"

"Stay away!!"

"ACK! Dee-san, hanasae!"

Carol gaped. JJ was on the floor, having been knocked there by Dee during his brief distraction talking to Danny. Dee was currently clinging to Danny, who was sitting on the couch, in a very JJ-esque manner, watching the other cop with a look of horror on his face. Bikky was sitting on Danny's lap and kicking Dee in the shin. Ryo was watching from the kitchen, glaring at Dee. She stepped inside, hesitantly. "Hello?"

Ryo turned to her. "Ahh, Carol. Dinner's almost ready." He glared again at Dee, then disappeared into the kitchen. Carol nodded, watching as Danny tried to get free, and JJ looked for a way to glomp Dee. Then she blinked, stared, and blinked some more. Dropping her bag she pulled out a magazine, and flipped through the pages. "...Uso!"

She looked up at Danny, then back at the ad in the magazine, then sweatdropped. Meanwhile, Danny ordered JJ to check on the status of dinner, and Dee let her go once the cop had left. It was peaceful, for about ten seconds, before Bikky rested his head on Danny's chest, snuggling up close against her. Danny and Dee almost choked, as Dee grabbed the back of the boys shirt and dragged him back, yelling. JJ returned, and watched as Dee and Bikky raced around the couch as Danny watched, looking rather shell-shocked. He turned to Carol. "What's that?"

She held the magazine up wordlessly, watching Danny. He blinked and grinned. "Oh, that. She never did like that picture, I don't see what's so bad about it though." He handed it back to her, then tried to make a grab for Dee but missed. Danny tripped him up, dumping him on the couch next to her, and sat on his arm. That seriously limited his ability to go after Dee, who was too busy chasing Bikky to care.

Into all this returned Ryo, who sweatdropped. "Anou...Dinner's ready."

The magic words! Bikky and Dee ran to the table, Danny got off JJ's arm and pulled him to the table, sitting him next to her and herself across from Dee. Ryo sat between the other two cops, and Carol took the final spot. JJ didn't look too happy about the seating arrangements, he couldn't even play footsie with his sempai without having to go around two people!, but he was happy to be eating. They'd all been served when, of all people, Carol started the fuss up again. She pointed her fork at Danny. "You're Danielle Mills, aren't you?"

"Hai. Why?"

Carol tossed the magazine, ad-side up, on the table. She pointed at that with her fork. "That's you, isn't it?"

Danny made a face at the ad, featuring a smiling brunette in a sundress on a beach. "Yes, although it's a highly unflattering shot."

Dee choked on some meat. "You're a model?"

"Didn't Jamie tell you?"

Dee glared at JJ. "No."

JJ sweatdropped. "I didn't think it was important."

"What do you mean, you didn't think it was important!"

Ryo picked up that magazine and looked the ad over. "No wonder you seemed familiar."

Bikky nodded. "I remember now! You're, like, all over!"

Danny sweatdropped. "Not really. My managers always complaining I could be so much more popular if I was just willing to travel to shoots more often."

"Mm? You don't like travel?" Ryo seemed surprised.

"Only when I'm going for fun. I hate traveling for work, it feels more like a chore then something fun."

"True, I suppose."

"That's part of why I'm here. Easier to arrange shoots in town, so I don't have to travel."

"Are you sure it's a good idea though?" Ryo handed the magazine to Dee. "I mean, with the murders and all."

Carol blinked. "Murders?"

JJ nodded. "Didn't you hear? It's been in the papers. Some psycho's going around killing off models."

Carol gasped. "That's awful!"

Danny smiled. "I suppose it's dangerous, but... We have a lot of security at our studio, they're all taking this really seriously." She winked. "Besides, whenever I get in trouble I can count on Jamie to come in and help me out. One of the benefits to living with a cop, you know."

Bikky blinked. "You live with JJ?"

"Of course, that's why I said he had to come too. Why did you think?"

"I just thought you'd made dinner plans, or something."

She shook her head. "Nope. We have an old flat over by Central Park."

Bikky stared at JJ with wide eyes. "Why do YOU live with her?"

JJ glared at him, Dee reached across the table to whack him upside the head. "What do you mean, why me? Is there something wrong with that?"

"I mean...she's a girl, and you're..."

Danny laughed. "It's not as much of an issue as you'd think. It's nice having someone you can seriously discuss guys with, while still having a guy around the house."

The others sweatdropped. JJ went back to eating. Bikky shook his head, grumbling about it 'not being right' as he went back to eating. Ryo still looked concerned. "The attack yesterday may have something to do with this, you know. You should probably get some more protection, just in case."

"Dame! Absolutely not. If I'm under guard all the time I'll never be able to have any fun."

Ryo sweatdropped. "There're more important things than having fun."

She waved him off. "I'm fine, I'm fine."

He looked unconvinced, but went back to eating. "If you insist..."

* * *

The adults were curled up on the couch, since the kids had been sent to bed, and they were more then half-drunk...

Rather, Dee and Danny were drunk, and Ryo and JJ were just getting there.

Ryo had been on the floor, until Dee had drunkenly insisted that he join the group and hauled him into his lap. Ryo might have fought his way free, Dee was drunk enough to be easily beatable, but before he'd recovered from his shock Dee had tangled their legs together and buried his face in Ryo's shoulder. Ryo had simply sighed, and decided that it would be more difficult to try and free himself then it was worth...but he couldn't quite squish the little voice in the back of his mind saying that he was rationalizing, and that the only 'trouble' would be concentrating, with Dee's breath ghosting across his skin like that.

JJ wasn't interested in rationalization vs decision, or even the fact that he had Danny sprawled across his lap half-asleep... OK, so maybe he was a little interested in that last, but he denied that it really mattered. What was important was the fact that Ryo was the one in his sempai's lap. He personally believed that Ryo should be on the floor, or maybe a chair, with him in Dee-sempai's lap...Danny could still be half-asleep on the couch, though.

Ryo glanced over at JJ, trying very hard to ignore the fact that Dee was holding him so close he could feel the others warmth through their clothing. He winced, wishing he hadn't. JJ was glaring at him fit to kill and bury. "A-anou...I think you better get Danny home."

JJ blinked, then looked down at Danny. She was muttering sleepily, eyes still open. It was obvious she was losing the battle of consciousness though. "She's such a sleepy drunk..." He stood, ignoring her squawk of annoyance as she was dropped to the cushion, and went to get their coats. Danny pouted sleepily, attempting to sit up. She did try valiantly, but never quite made it beyond a 40-degree angle. Eventually she gave up and curled up around a cushion. Ryo sweatdropped, trying not to laugh. She was extremely amusing when drunk. He gasped as Dee tightened his arms around him, and attempted to burrow even closer against Ryo. "D-Dee?"

"You're so nice 'n warm, Ryo..." Dee replied, sleepily. He smiled, sending shocks up Ryo's spine. He could feel...! "Why you always act so cold? You know I wanna..." He trailed off.

"Dee..." Ryo breathed, eyes wide enough the whites were showing.

JJ returned wearing his coat and carrying Danny's and scowled. Ryo looked trapped between hyper-ventilating and relaxing into Dee's arms. Very...not...good... "Ahem!"

Ryo jumped, or rather tried too. "JJ! You scared me!"

JJ sniffed, walking back to the couch and sitting Danny up. She protested this most vehemently, making a firm argument of 'mmmmfgs! Mff, rrf nuf!'. He didn't bother translating, much of her phrasing was undoubtedly uncomplimentary. She had a bad habit of swearing when drunk. He put her coat on her, then picked her up. He glared icily at Ryo. "We're going back home." That said he stalked out the door, like an affronted cat. One would almost guess that his hair was standing on end.

Ryo shivered. "Scary..." He attempted to stand, but was dragged back down by Dee. Again. "Dee, let me go. I need to get to sleep."

"Schleep here. No work t'marrow. Relax..."

Ryo made a face, continuing his attempts to free himself. Abruptly Dee let him go, and he fell over onto the floor. "Fine then!" Dee sounded mortally insulted. "God, you're such a tease."

Ryo picked himself up. "Dee?" He reached out to touch Dee's shoulder, but had his hand slapped away.

"Go to bed, Ryo. Lemme 'lone."

Ryo stood, and started towards his room. He'd gone about five steps when the voice in his head made him turn and look at Dee. He looked so hurt, lying there clutching a cushion. He winced, biting his lip. Dee looked like a slapped child, one who was trying very hard not to start crying. Before he could think he was back at the couch, laying down behind Dee, wrapping his arms around him. Dee stiffened. "Go 'way!"

"Iie."

"...You don't care..."

"..."

"I care."

"...I know."

"So why don't you?" Dee's voice was accusing, sleep and drink ridding him of all inhibitions.

"... I don't know..." Dee turned to glare at him. "You don't know nothin'."

"God, you're drunk."

Ryo winced as Dee's eyes flashed, and he spun to face away from him again. That was not the right thing to say. "What do you care?!"

"It's just...you're just drunk, you-"

"I am not just drunk!" Dee's voice was angry. Angrier then Ryo had ever heard him before. "You always, always!, are like this! I always tell you how I feel, but you never...you never..."

"I...I..." What? He what?

His breath left in a rush as Dee elbowed him sharply in the stomach, and shoved him off the couch. For a moment they stared at each other in shock, then Dee yelled at him. "Go away, Ryo! I don't want you! Leave me the hell alone!" He stood and ran for the door, stumbling slightly.

Ryo gaped after him, trying to make sense of what had happened. Dee had had tears in his eyes! He'd been about to cry! He...he...

He doesn't want you anymore. The voice, now louder, filled in cruelly. Cause you were too stupid to admit that maybe, just maybe, you liked him. He stretched a hand out, towards the door Dee had recently vacated from. "...Dee..."

Standing, he walked into his bedroom, changed into his pajamas, then froze. He didn't have work tomorrow. Neither did Dee... He wouldn't see Dee again for two days, unless...

He coolly tossed his dirty clothes in the hamper, and staggered over to his bed. Then he buried his face in his pillow and sobbed. Dee...

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You leave me desolate and torn
Go and fight in someone else's war
And so you put us both to shame
Don't come near me
Don't you make it go away

-Erasure, 'where in the world'

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End Part 2 [Leah: *sniffles* Dee! ;_;]

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