Title: Trouble with a Capital Dee
Author: NekoChan-Chan Fandom: FAKE Pairing: Dee x Ryo Time period: After the fourth manga book (Yea, the 5th and 6th books are out, but I think my plot works better if Dee and Ryo aren't getting serious quite yet at the beginning of my story, ya know?.) Rating: PG (yes, the infamous FAKE kissing scene makes an appearance or two (^_) E-Mail for comments: EnchantingLioness@Yahoo.com (Please e-mail me (^-^) ) Disclaimer: Sanami Matoh, the goddess of yaoi, owns FAKE and all of it's related, uhh, stuff. I've just horribly mutated her creations to suit my own evil purposes for no profit or fame. Summary: Reunited at last! Dee and Ryo have some revelations about each other and themselves as a couple. Notes: If you want my story, take it! Give Dee and Ryo a good home and three squares, but tell me where you put it so I can post it's locations. Oh yea, and I didn't use any of the commonly used manga/anime terms (gomen, arrigato, ohayo, kawaii, ect.) in my fic because FAKE is set in America, not because I'm Japanese illiterate.
Chapter 4
Dee's grin completely disappeared and was replaced by a look of grim determination. Ryo sighed. He'd seen that look before, and knew there was no way he could stop Dee now. His only purpose in life was to find the answer to whatever question was bothering him.
Dee took a step closer, and Ryo awkwardly edged backwards. "Ryo..." Dee leaned in closer. Ryo hesitantly pulled back, unsure of what to do, and lost his balance. However, instead of hitting the floor, he found himself cradled in Dee's arms. Uh-oh. This is not a safe place to be.
"Ryo..." Dee's breath hissed hot in Ryo's ear and his cheeks flushed a light pink for an instant. "You know that I love you, don't you?"
Ryo blinked and noticed he was lying on the floor with Dee bearing down in top of him. When did that happen? "Dee, I...Uh, I mean..." Ryo stammered, searching for the words he'd been trying to find only moments before as his entire face assumed a lovely shade of red.
Dee watched his partner flounder for a moment before leaning in for a kiss. It was sweet and slow and soft and conveyed his emotions better than words could ever hope to. His tongue penetrated Ryo's slowly yielding lips and his breath heated Ryo's already crimson cheeks further. He felt Ryo leaning back into the kiss gradually, much slower than last time, and noticed that his shirt was being unbuttoned by hands that weren't his.
Dee's heart wouldn't just let him enjoy Ryo's return of affection, however, and he suffered an attack of conscience. He broke the kiss, pleasant though it had been, and stared into deep, chocolate brown pools. "Do you love me?" If he won't admit it, he doesn't really love you.
"Dee..." Ryo breathed with a touch of sadness in his voice.
"Do you love me, Ryo?" Dee demanded. Ryo's face darkened a shade, but he said nothing. Dee began to re-button his shirt as he stood up. God, it hurts to leave now, but if I don't, I'll just wind up doing something we'll both regret.
As Dee heaved himself to his feet, Ryo had a revelation. Screw what other people think! I want Dee. He loves me and...and I love him! Ryo bolted upright, supporting himself with his hands and saw Dee's hand reaching for the doorknob.
"Wait, Dee, don't go! I...I...Dee, I love you!"
Dee's fingers twitched, and then he stopped moving entirely. After a few seconds that seemed to span an eternity, he turned to face Ryo, who was still semi-sprawled out on the floor. His expression softened as he looked at Ryo and saw how hard those three little words had been for him to utter. In those three words, Randy MacLean vanished and all that was left was his Ryo.
"Dee, I just... I mean...I don't know why I couldn't tell you earlier, but I do love you. I want to...to stay with you, to be with you. Dammit, Dee, I want you!" Ryo pushed himself off the floor and threw his arms around Dee's shoulders. "This is what I want. I can be ready. For us, I mean."
*Badump badump*
Dee felt his heartbeat intensify. He pulled Ryo in closer to him before releasing him.
"Ryo, is that the truth?" Ryo took his head off Dee's shoulder and nodded. Dee could see tears welling up in those beautiful brown eyes. Tears of joy, coupled with a smile meant just for him.
God, he's gorgeous.
Author's note: Hey there! Okay, I know this chapter is short, but I promise the next one'll be longer! (gomen, gomen!) And I know I wrote earlier that Ryo wasn't ready for this, but I think that his inhibitions are caused by a fear of judgment. In other words, Ryo loves Dee, but doesn't want anyone to know, not even the object of his affections, because he doesn't want them to think he's...'not normal'. (I think that this extends farther than his sexuality, so I didn't want to just write gay there) well, I guess I should dust off my chisel and start working on this writer's block. Don't know what's in store for our heroes; Bikky could come back soon, Ryo could come to his senses, or I could break my promise and write a nice, sour, juicy, lemony chapter and pray that no one who reads it knows my true identity. That's right...I'm the quiet girl in your math class who you don't know but you think is scary. Hahahahaha if you only knew who I am! Wait, did they hear that? I've gotta stop talking to myself... As always, review or your head will be mine! *Sharpens head-chopping sword* "My collection, she grows!"
Author: NekoChan-Chan Fandom: FAKE Pairing: Dee x Ryo Time period: After the fourth manga book (Yea, the 5th and 6th books are out, but I think my plot works better if Dee and Ryo aren't getting serious quite yet at the beginning of my story, ya know?.) Rating: PG (yes, the infamous FAKE kissing scene makes an appearance or two (^_) E-Mail for comments: EnchantingLioness@Yahoo.com (Please e-mail me (^-^) ) Disclaimer: Sanami Matoh, the goddess of yaoi, owns FAKE and all of it's related, uhh, stuff. I've just horribly mutated her creations to suit my own evil purposes for no profit or fame. Summary: Reunited at last! Dee and Ryo have some revelations about each other and themselves as a couple. Notes: If you want my story, take it! Give Dee and Ryo a good home and three squares, but tell me where you put it so I can post it's locations. Oh yea, and I didn't use any of the commonly used manga/anime terms (gomen, arrigato, ohayo, kawaii, ect.) in my fic because FAKE is set in America, not because I'm Japanese illiterate.
Chapter 4
Dee's grin completely disappeared and was replaced by a look of grim determination. Ryo sighed. He'd seen that look before, and knew there was no way he could stop Dee now. His only purpose in life was to find the answer to whatever question was bothering him.
Dee took a step closer, and Ryo awkwardly edged backwards. "Ryo..." Dee leaned in closer. Ryo hesitantly pulled back, unsure of what to do, and lost his balance. However, instead of hitting the floor, he found himself cradled in Dee's arms. Uh-oh. This is not a safe place to be.
"Ryo..." Dee's breath hissed hot in Ryo's ear and his cheeks flushed a light pink for an instant. "You know that I love you, don't you?"
Ryo blinked and noticed he was lying on the floor with Dee bearing down in top of him. When did that happen? "Dee, I...Uh, I mean..." Ryo stammered, searching for the words he'd been trying to find only moments before as his entire face assumed a lovely shade of red.
Dee watched his partner flounder for a moment before leaning in for a kiss. It was sweet and slow and soft and conveyed his emotions better than words could ever hope to. His tongue penetrated Ryo's slowly yielding lips and his breath heated Ryo's already crimson cheeks further. He felt Ryo leaning back into the kiss gradually, much slower than last time, and noticed that his shirt was being unbuttoned by hands that weren't his.
Dee's heart wouldn't just let him enjoy Ryo's return of affection, however, and he suffered an attack of conscience. He broke the kiss, pleasant though it had been, and stared into deep, chocolate brown pools. "Do you love me?" If he won't admit it, he doesn't really love you.
"Dee..." Ryo breathed with a touch of sadness in his voice.
"Do you love me, Ryo?" Dee demanded. Ryo's face darkened a shade, but he said nothing. Dee began to re-button his shirt as he stood up. God, it hurts to leave now, but if I don't, I'll just wind up doing something we'll both regret.
As Dee heaved himself to his feet, Ryo had a revelation. Screw what other people think! I want Dee. He loves me and...and I love him! Ryo bolted upright, supporting himself with his hands and saw Dee's hand reaching for the doorknob.
"Wait, Dee, don't go! I...I...Dee, I love you!"
Dee's fingers twitched, and then he stopped moving entirely. After a few seconds that seemed to span an eternity, he turned to face Ryo, who was still semi-sprawled out on the floor. His expression softened as he looked at Ryo and saw how hard those three little words had been for him to utter. In those three words, Randy MacLean vanished and all that was left was his Ryo.
"Dee, I just... I mean...I don't know why I couldn't tell you earlier, but I do love you. I want to...to stay with you, to be with you. Dammit, Dee, I want you!" Ryo pushed himself off the floor and threw his arms around Dee's shoulders. "This is what I want. I can be ready. For us, I mean."
*Badump badump*
Dee felt his heartbeat intensify. He pulled Ryo in closer to him before releasing him.
"Ryo, is that the truth?" Ryo took his head off Dee's shoulder and nodded. Dee could see tears welling up in those beautiful brown eyes. Tears of joy, coupled with a smile meant just for him.
God, he's gorgeous.
Author's note: Hey there! Okay, I know this chapter is short, but I promise the next one'll be longer! (gomen, gomen!) And I know I wrote earlier that Ryo wasn't ready for this, but I think that his inhibitions are caused by a fear of judgment. In other words, Ryo loves Dee, but doesn't want anyone to know, not even the object of his affections, because he doesn't want them to think he's...'not normal'. (I think that this extends farther than his sexuality, so I didn't want to just write gay there) well, I guess I should dust off my chisel and start working on this writer's block. Don't know what's in store for our heroes; Bikky could come back soon, Ryo could come to his senses, or I could break my promise and write a nice, sour, juicy, lemony chapter and pray that no one who reads it knows my true identity. That's right...I'm the quiet girl in your math class who you don't know but you think is scary. Hahahahaha if you only knew who I am! Wait, did they hear that? I've gotta stop talking to myself... As always, review or your head will be mine! *Sharpens head-chopping sword* "My collection, she grows!"