Title: Trouble with a Capital Dee
Author: NekoChan-Chan Fandom: FAKE Pairing: Dee x Ryo Time period: After the fourth manga book Rating: PG (yes, the infamous FAKE kissing scene makes an appearance or two (^_) ) E-Mail for comments: EnchantingLioness@Yahoo.com Disclaimer: *Sigh* FAKE could never belong to me-blah blah- Sanami Matoh's gift to the world-blah blah-dammit!-blah- Chapter summary: The aftermath of chapter one-what Dee and Ryo do (separately) after their shift ends
Notes: I've only read the English manga version of FAKE, so otakus, please pardon any incorectnesses (???) Also, I know I screwed up some of the characters (especially the chief) but I think if I had tried to write for them as they appear in the books, this would have turned out much worse than it already is. Oh yeah, and blah blah whatever indicates a character's thoughts.
Chapter 2
Ryo
Ryo opened his eyes and glanced around him. He was sitting in a church...at a wedding?
How did I get here?
He was just about to stand up and leave when an organ began to play. An indistinct figure clad in white appeared at the entrance to the church.
I guess I'll stay. It couldn't hurt.
Ryo looked up at the altar where the groom was standing. Wait! He knew that hair, that grin, those eyes!!
Dee?! Then who...
Now Ryo was very interested. He stared at the white figure, but no matter how close he peered, he couldn't tell whose face was hidden beneath the veil.
The bride approached the altar solemnly. Ryo stared intently as the veil was removed to reveal a serenely smiling face that was his own?
Then Ryo looked down and he was the one in the flowing white dress. He entered a state of shock and was unable to think or speak until he heard Dee's voice say two little words... "I do."
Ryo panicked. He had no idea what he was doing here or why he was in a dress or what he should say or do, so he did the only thing that he could do.
He woke up.
Cold sweat dripped from the detective's brow as he bolted upright in his bed to encounter the silence of his apartment.
The dream he'd just had flooded back to his mind.
Ryo's hand raised to cover his mouth and his eyes showed the shock that he'd just received.
Ryo, you shithead! ...What have I done?
He glanced over at his clock. 3 o'clock AM. He got out of bed and tried to stand up, but his knees buckled and he lost his balance. Eventually, however, he was able to stand, so he got up and brewed a pot of coffee.
After all, there was no way he was going to be able to get back to sleep now.
Dee
Dee Laytner stumbled into his apartment. In his right hand he held the keys to his apartment, which he promptly dropped inside the door, and in his left he held a bottle wrapped in a brown paper bag. His face was tinted a curious red.
"Urgh..." Dee's stomach complained Ugh, gotta find the bathroom...gonna hurl
The room seemed to spin around Dee, which didn't help his condition, and before he knew what was happening, he had emptied the contents of his stomach all over the living room floor.
Ughhh...the last time I felt this bad... As Dee staggered toward his bed, a memory of the first time Ryo had kissed him flashed through his mind.
It would be greedy to hope for the same cure twice.
The memory of what had happened made an appearance now.
Call me Mr. Greedy!
He swung open the door and found himself face to face...with his landlady.
"Mis-ter Laytner, do you have any idea what time it is?"
"Uh..."
"Three thirty AM. Normal people sleep now, or did until you woke them up. I've gotten complaints from every apartment leading to and surrounding yours. Now I suggest you go to bed or do something quietly before I have you thrown out on the street!" she managed to say in just one breath and slammed his own door in his face.
A startled Dee dragged his feet on the way to his bedroom, where he passed out drunk without even changing his clothes.
Author's note: Hi ya'll! Sorry this chapter is so short. I just needed something to happen between when they got off shift and the next day, so voila, chapter two is created! I would have posted sooner, but I've been real busy with Christmas and New Year's planning, you know. (^-^) I'll try to get chapter three written soon, but be patient, I do have a life outside of FAKE, after all! Okay, you know the drill--*sirens blare* *muscular guy with a bullhorn steps up* 'PLEASE STEP BEHIND THE WHITE LINE AND REVIEW' Not bad, huh (^_~) *Nekochan-chan hugs muscular guy*
Author: NekoChan-Chan Fandom: FAKE Pairing: Dee x Ryo Time period: After the fourth manga book Rating: PG (yes, the infamous FAKE kissing scene makes an appearance or two (^_) ) E-Mail for comments: EnchantingLioness@Yahoo.com Disclaimer: *Sigh* FAKE could never belong to me-blah blah- Sanami Matoh's gift to the world-blah blah-dammit!-blah- Chapter summary: The aftermath of chapter one-what Dee and Ryo do (separately) after their shift ends
Notes: I've only read the English manga version of FAKE, so otakus, please pardon any incorectnesses (???) Also, I know I screwed up some of the characters (especially the chief) but I think if I had tried to write for them as they appear in the books, this would have turned out much worse than it already is. Oh yeah, and blah blah whatever indicates a character's thoughts.
Chapter 2
Ryo
Ryo opened his eyes and glanced around him. He was sitting in a church...at a wedding?
How did I get here?
He was just about to stand up and leave when an organ began to play. An indistinct figure clad in white appeared at the entrance to the church.
I guess I'll stay. It couldn't hurt.
Ryo looked up at the altar where the groom was standing. Wait! He knew that hair, that grin, those eyes!!
Dee?! Then who...
Now Ryo was very interested. He stared at the white figure, but no matter how close he peered, he couldn't tell whose face was hidden beneath the veil.
The bride approached the altar solemnly. Ryo stared intently as the veil was removed to reveal a serenely smiling face that was his own?
Then Ryo looked down and he was the one in the flowing white dress. He entered a state of shock and was unable to think or speak until he heard Dee's voice say two little words... "I do."
Ryo panicked. He had no idea what he was doing here or why he was in a dress or what he should say or do, so he did the only thing that he could do.
He woke up.
Cold sweat dripped from the detective's brow as he bolted upright in his bed to encounter the silence of his apartment.
The dream he'd just had flooded back to his mind.
Ryo's hand raised to cover his mouth and his eyes showed the shock that he'd just received.
Ryo, you shithead! ...What have I done?
He glanced over at his clock. 3 o'clock AM. He got out of bed and tried to stand up, but his knees buckled and he lost his balance. Eventually, however, he was able to stand, so he got up and brewed a pot of coffee.
After all, there was no way he was going to be able to get back to sleep now.
Dee
Dee Laytner stumbled into his apartment. In his right hand he held the keys to his apartment, which he promptly dropped inside the door, and in his left he held a bottle wrapped in a brown paper bag. His face was tinted a curious red.
"Urgh..." Dee's stomach complained Ugh, gotta find the bathroom...gonna hurl
The room seemed to spin around Dee, which didn't help his condition, and before he knew what was happening, he had emptied the contents of his stomach all over the living room floor.
Ughhh...the last time I felt this bad... As Dee staggered toward his bed, a memory of the first time Ryo had kissed him flashed through his mind.
It would be greedy to hope for the same cure twice.
The memory of what had happened made an appearance now.
Call me Mr. Greedy!
He swung open the door and found himself face to face...with his landlady.
"Mis-ter Laytner, do you have any idea what time it is?"
"Uh..."
"Three thirty AM. Normal people sleep now, or did until you woke them up. I've gotten complaints from every apartment leading to and surrounding yours. Now I suggest you go to bed or do something quietly before I have you thrown out on the street!" she managed to say in just one breath and slammed his own door in his face.
A startled Dee dragged his feet on the way to his bedroom, where he passed out drunk without even changing his clothes.
Author's note: Hi ya'll! Sorry this chapter is so short. I just needed something to happen between when they got off shift and the next day, so voila, chapter two is created! I would have posted sooner, but I've been real busy with Christmas and New Year's planning, you know. (^-^) I'll try to get chapter three written soon, but be patient, I do have a life outside of FAKE, after all! Okay, you know the drill--*sirens blare* *muscular guy with a bullhorn steps up* 'PLEASE STEP BEHIND THE WHITE LINE AND REVIEW' Not bad, huh (^_~) *Nekochan-chan hugs muscular guy*