A/N: More drama. More crying. I need a tissue. Um, heh. I've notice a lot
of you want to see Ryo's head on a sick or a platter. You guys are
ruthless. You just HATE him, don't ya? –snickers- I never though you guys
would react like that. Wow. Wow.
Disclaimer: Same as always...
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Dee paced back and forth in the hotel room. He was decided whether or not to talk to Ryo. It had been five hours since he threw him out. Five hours since he caught him in bed with another men. Five hours since he broke his heart. Suddenly the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Guess who," a familiar voice asked.
"Bikky. Hey. How are ya?" Dee asked, his voice a bit shaky.
"Dee what's the matter?"
Dee wiped his eyes and laughed. "Nothing. Everything's fine. Having a great time." Bikky didn't believe him and he knew it. But he couldn't tell him. Not now. Not while Carol was with child. The news would be too much for either of them to handle. "Really everything's fine."
"How's Ryo?" Dee hitched a breath. Bikky defiantly knew something was wrong. "Dee what's going on? Where's Ryo?" Dee shook his head. He wasn't going to tell him. Not now. Tears ran down his face. "Dee?"
"Ryo went out for a little bit. I'll have you call him when he gets back. Okay?"
"Yeah. Sure. Just make sure you do that."
"I will. Bye."
"Bye." Dee hung up the phone and began to cry again. He knew eventually he had to tell them. He just wasn't sure that he could do it. He began to pack his things. Tomorrow he would go back to New York. Tomorrow he would put all this behind him. Tomorrow. The phone rang. "Hello?" He heard crying on the other end. "Hello?"
"Dee?" It was Ryo. He sounded terrified. "Dee, please don't hang up." Dee let out an unsteady breath.
"What do you want Ryo?" he asked.
"I need to talk to you."
"There's nothing to talk about. You fucked someone else on our honeymoon. There's nothing you can say to fix that."
"Please, listen to me."
"No."
"DEE!" Dee didn't say anything. Maybe something was wrong. No. There was nothing wrong; Ryo just wanted him to take him back. And that wasn't going to happen. "Goodbye Ryo." He hung up the phone.
Ryo listen to the dial tone. Dee was never going to talk to him again. He put the phone back on the receiver. He picked up his bags. He found Joey outside waiting for him. Joey said nothing as he took Ryo's bags. He just kissed him. Quietly, Ryo followed him back to his apartment. When they got inside Joey ran his thumb over Ryo's bottom lip. "You're mine now," he said softly.
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Dee sat in the airport as he waited for his plane to arrive. The images from the night before where still etched in his memory. He felt tears in his eyes. No matter how much he hated Ryo, he still loved him. But whatever happens now, depends on them. He wasn't sure if he'd ever take Ryo back. But eventually he would talk to him again. He scrubbed his hands over his face and sighed loudly. He had to call Bikky.
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Ryo sat alone in the bathroom. Joey had left for the evening, leaving him alone. He brought this on himself. He ran a shaky hand through his hair. He was still in terrible pain from last night. Not just emotional pain, but physical pain as well. As he started to think of it, maybe he deserves to be raped. Everything was he fault after all. He covered his face. He was in hell.
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Bikky and a very pregnant Carol met Dee at the airport. They both became concerned when Ryo didn't come off the plane with him. "Where's Ryo?" Bikky asked. Dee didn't answer. Instead in place his hand on Carol's belly.
"You're getting big," he said with a grin. "Do you know the sex of the baby?"
"Boys," Carol said happily. "Where having twins." Dee grinned.
Bikky grabbed his arm roughly. "Dee, where is Ryo?"
Dee stared at him. "He's not coming back," he said softly.
"Why?"
"Because. I don't want to talk about it right now." He picked up his bags and headed to the exit. Bikky and Carol stared at him and then followed. They were going to find out what was going on. The car ride home was quiet. Dee refused to talk about what happened to have him come home early. Bikky noticed the hurt look on Dee's face. The whole ride home, he looked as if he would burst into tears at any moment.
When they arrived at the apartment building, Dee said he would talk to them later and got out of the car. He unlocked the door and paused. He didn't want to go in there. Slowly he opened the door and stepped inside. The apartment felt cold. His heart almost stopped as he saw a picture of him and Ryo from their wedding day. Bikky must have put in there. They looked so happy. They were so happy. Were. He shook his head. No more. He wasn't going to think about it. But he couldn't help it. Fuck. He placed the picture face down on the table. He couldn't look at it. It brought back to many memories.
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Ryo lay on the bed as Joey kissed his entire body. Whore. Whore. That word kept running through his head. He moaned as Joey entered him, making him smile. He brought his lips to Ryo's and kissed him. He hesitated at first then kissed him back. The room filled with their moans. Ryo arched his back and cried out. Joey followed soon after. They both laid there, sweaty and breathing heavy. Joey began to kiss his chest.
"So good," Joey muttered into his Ryo's chest. "So fucking good. Wouldn't you agree?" Ryo didn't answer; he was trying his best not to cry. "What's the matter? Still missing Dee? He doesn't want you anymore. Remember? He loathes you. Your very presence makes him sick. He's not going to take you back. Or come to save you, either." Ryo squeezed his eyes tightly shut. Joey smiled. "I'm the only one who loves you now."
He got dressed and left the room. Ryo rolled over and cried silently into his pillow. He was secretly hoping this was a bad dream and he would wake up soon. But it wasn't a dream. Joey called to him from the living room, slowly Ryo got up. He looked at the bruises on Ryo's face. Gently he stroked his cheek.
"They're fade in a day or two," he said looking over his body. "Until then I wouldn't recommend leaving the house."
"Why?" Ryo asked.
"Why? Because you walked out. You never walk out during a fuck. Remember that."
"I left because Dee-"
*SMACK*
"Don't ever say that name around me again. Understand?" Ryo nodded. "Good." Ryo just stood there, blood trickled down his face from where Joey smacked him. He didn't cry, he didn't move. Joey was the only one who loved him. Dee didn't care whether he lived or died at this point. He had nothing to go back to.
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So what do you think? Dee hates Ryo. And Ryo is being abuse by his new lover. It's not going to get better soon. I'm going to put the poor boy through hell. Some of you are going to love that. Others may not. And others probably don't give a crap. Either way I'm still going to write it. Review! Please, be nice about it. Don't yell at me.
Disclaimer: Same as always...
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Dee paced back and forth in the hotel room. He was decided whether or not to talk to Ryo. It had been five hours since he threw him out. Five hours since he caught him in bed with another men. Five hours since he broke his heart. Suddenly the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Guess who," a familiar voice asked.
"Bikky. Hey. How are ya?" Dee asked, his voice a bit shaky.
"Dee what's the matter?"
Dee wiped his eyes and laughed. "Nothing. Everything's fine. Having a great time." Bikky didn't believe him and he knew it. But he couldn't tell him. Not now. Not while Carol was with child. The news would be too much for either of them to handle. "Really everything's fine."
"How's Ryo?" Dee hitched a breath. Bikky defiantly knew something was wrong. "Dee what's going on? Where's Ryo?" Dee shook his head. He wasn't going to tell him. Not now. Tears ran down his face. "Dee?"
"Ryo went out for a little bit. I'll have you call him when he gets back. Okay?"
"Yeah. Sure. Just make sure you do that."
"I will. Bye."
"Bye." Dee hung up the phone and began to cry again. He knew eventually he had to tell them. He just wasn't sure that he could do it. He began to pack his things. Tomorrow he would go back to New York. Tomorrow he would put all this behind him. Tomorrow. The phone rang. "Hello?" He heard crying on the other end. "Hello?"
"Dee?" It was Ryo. He sounded terrified. "Dee, please don't hang up." Dee let out an unsteady breath.
"What do you want Ryo?" he asked.
"I need to talk to you."
"There's nothing to talk about. You fucked someone else on our honeymoon. There's nothing you can say to fix that."
"Please, listen to me."
"No."
"DEE!" Dee didn't say anything. Maybe something was wrong. No. There was nothing wrong; Ryo just wanted him to take him back. And that wasn't going to happen. "Goodbye Ryo." He hung up the phone.
Ryo listen to the dial tone. Dee was never going to talk to him again. He put the phone back on the receiver. He picked up his bags. He found Joey outside waiting for him. Joey said nothing as he took Ryo's bags. He just kissed him. Quietly, Ryo followed him back to his apartment. When they got inside Joey ran his thumb over Ryo's bottom lip. "You're mine now," he said softly.
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Dee sat in the airport as he waited for his plane to arrive. The images from the night before where still etched in his memory. He felt tears in his eyes. No matter how much he hated Ryo, he still loved him. But whatever happens now, depends on them. He wasn't sure if he'd ever take Ryo back. But eventually he would talk to him again. He scrubbed his hands over his face and sighed loudly. He had to call Bikky.
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Ryo sat alone in the bathroom. Joey had left for the evening, leaving him alone. He brought this on himself. He ran a shaky hand through his hair. He was still in terrible pain from last night. Not just emotional pain, but physical pain as well. As he started to think of it, maybe he deserves to be raped. Everything was he fault after all. He covered his face. He was in hell.
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Bikky and a very pregnant Carol met Dee at the airport. They both became concerned when Ryo didn't come off the plane with him. "Where's Ryo?" Bikky asked. Dee didn't answer. Instead in place his hand on Carol's belly.
"You're getting big," he said with a grin. "Do you know the sex of the baby?"
"Boys," Carol said happily. "Where having twins." Dee grinned.
Bikky grabbed his arm roughly. "Dee, where is Ryo?"
Dee stared at him. "He's not coming back," he said softly.
"Why?"
"Because. I don't want to talk about it right now." He picked up his bags and headed to the exit. Bikky and Carol stared at him and then followed. They were going to find out what was going on. The car ride home was quiet. Dee refused to talk about what happened to have him come home early. Bikky noticed the hurt look on Dee's face. The whole ride home, he looked as if he would burst into tears at any moment.
When they arrived at the apartment building, Dee said he would talk to them later and got out of the car. He unlocked the door and paused. He didn't want to go in there. Slowly he opened the door and stepped inside. The apartment felt cold. His heart almost stopped as he saw a picture of him and Ryo from their wedding day. Bikky must have put in there. They looked so happy. They were so happy. Were. He shook his head. No more. He wasn't going to think about it. But he couldn't help it. Fuck. He placed the picture face down on the table. He couldn't look at it. It brought back to many memories.
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Ryo lay on the bed as Joey kissed his entire body. Whore. Whore. That word kept running through his head. He moaned as Joey entered him, making him smile. He brought his lips to Ryo's and kissed him. He hesitated at first then kissed him back. The room filled with their moans. Ryo arched his back and cried out. Joey followed soon after. They both laid there, sweaty and breathing heavy. Joey began to kiss his chest.
"So good," Joey muttered into his Ryo's chest. "So fucking good. Wouldn't you agree?" Ryo didn't answer; he was trying his best not to cry. "What's the matter? Still missing Dee? He doesn't want you anymore. Remember? He loathes you. Your very presence makes him sick. He's not going to take you back. Or come to save you, either." Ryo squeezed his eyes tightly shut. Joey smiled. "I'm the only one who loves you now."
He got dressed and left the room. Ryo rolled over and cried silently into his pillow. He was secretly hoping this was a bad dream and he would wake up soon. But it wasn't a dream. Joey called to him from the living room, slowly Ryo got up. He looked at the bruises on Ryo's face. Gently he stroked his cheek.
"They're fade in a day or two," he said looking over his body. "Until then I wouldn't recommend leaving the house."
"Why?" Ryo asked.
"Why? Because you walked out. You never walk out during a fuck. Remember that."
"I left because Dee-"
*SMACK*
"Don't ever say that name around me again. Understand?" Ryo nodded. "Good." Ryo just stood there, blood trickled down his face from where Joey smacked him. He didn't cry, he didn't move. Joey was the only one who loved him. Dee didn't care whether he lived or died at this point. He had nothing to go back to.
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So what do you think? Dee hates Ryo. And Ryo is being abuse by his new lover. It's not going to get better soon. I'm going to put the poor boy through hell. Some of you are going to love that. Others may not. And others probably don't give a crap. Either way I'm still going to write it. Review! Please, be nice about it. Don't yell at me.