Title: Just When...(part 3)
author: enjeru kurayamino
disclaimer: See chapter 1. None of it is mine. This is just for fun.
Notes: Once again, thank you to everyone who reviewed! I don't hesitate to say it's those reviews that are keeping this story going! ^_^ ::hands out pocky to everyone who reviewed::
In this chapter: Bikky makes his appearance (and we get to see what he *really* thinks of the whole Dee-and-Ryo thing!). Once again, italics are thoughts (Bikky's this time. Well, for the most part- there's a little from Ryo, but it shouldn't be any trouble to figure out which is which).
"Ryo? I'm home!" Bikky called from the door when he arrived home the following morning. No answer. He headed for Ryo's bedroom, after checking the kitchen and not finding anyone, and opened the door. "Ryo? You awa-" The words died in his throat as he took in the scene in the bedroom. Dee was sitting up against the headboard with Ryo curled up in his lap, both sound asleep and both still in the jeans and T-shirts they'd worn for the flight from London the day before. "Woah, what the....?" He just stared at them for several moments. Huh. Ryo actually looks happy for once. And he's still dressed, so jerk-face can't have done much of anything to him. Bikky carefully shut the door and wandered toward the kitchen to find himself some sort of snack. I'm starting to think that maybe jerk-face isn't that bad...I *know* Ryo wouldn't let him do anything if he didn't want him to. But they way they were sitting in there...I've know enough pervs that were just trying to get in someone's pants and they would *not* be doing that....I'm starting to think that Dee really *does* care about him...Jerk-face and I need to have a little talk tonight....
Ryo's dark eyes cracked open. There was someone else in the apartment. He shifted slightly to check the small clock on the night table. 8:26. Bikky must be home. And probably making a mess of the kitchen. Which means that I either have to get up and make him something to eat or clean it up later. And getting up means waking Dee...but I guess that's still preferable to the alternative. Decision made, Ryo shifted around a bit so he could see Dee's face. "Dee? Come on, wake up...Bikky's home."
Dee opened one eye and stared at him, "You woke me up to tell me that?"
"No. I woke you up because I need to get up and go make him something to eat before he destroys the kitchen. What do you think of dinner?"
"Fine..." Dee pouted, "Go cook for the little twerp..."
Ryo rolled his eyes. "Come on. I'm cooking for us, too," he replied, dragging Dee out of bed with him.
~*~
"We need to talk, Jerk-face," Bikky said. He had stopped directly in front of there Dee was sitting on the couch waiting for Ryo to let them back into the kitchen.
"What?"
"You. Me. Talk. Now."
"Ok....what about?" Dee raised an eyebrow at him.
"What do you think?"
"How the hell would I know what you want to talk about?"
"Ryo, you dumb-ass! What the hell else would I want to talk to you about?"
"What about Ryo? And hasn't he been telling you to cut the swearing?"
"I saw you two earlier. In his bed."
"And...?"
Bikky stared at him intently for a moment before speaking. "You're not just trying to get into his pants, are you?"
Dee's eyes widened at the tone of the boy's voice. He didn't seem to be accusing him of anything. "I plan to eventually, but it's never been my only intent."
"Then what has?"
"Sit down, Bikky." Giving Dee a wary look, he did as he was asked. Dee sighed heavily. "You know that feeling you get the first time you ride a new roller coaster, right before the first big drop? You heart pounds and it feels like your stomach is trying to crawl up your throat, but you can hardly wait for the drop because you know it's going to be great?"
Bikky, not really understanding where Dee was going with this, just nodded.
"That's about how I felt the first time I saw Ryo...I can't really explain it, but I knew he was it," Dee paused, turning to Bikky and attempting to gauge the boy's understanding.
"It?"
"Yes, Bikky. It. The one person I'm supposed to be with."
Bikky just raised an eyebrow at him. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
"It means I want to stay with him."
Bikky spent a few moments carefully studying Dee before he spoke again. "You love him, don't you."
It wasn't a question. Dee sighed heavily. "More than anything..."
"I think it's time we came to an understanding here. I let you stick around, but if you hurt him, I will make sure you regret it. Got it, jerk-face?"
"I think I can deal with that," Dee replied grinning.
"Dinner's ready, guys!" Ryo called from the kitchen. The two in the livingroom looked at each other once and were both off like a shot.
