Russian Blue
by Rainy
AUTHOR's NOTES: Cool! People are really starting to get in to this story. This
is good for me! It's really exciting that people are actually leaving reviews!
To tell the truth I've had this idea for a while but I always said, "Naaa! It
ain't no good!" Thank you guys for proving me wrong! I try... This chapter is
based on a dream I once had... kind of... I just adapted the characters. Hope
you enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: Fake belongs to Sanami Matoh. Other characters and story line is my
own twisted creation. The song this chapter is inspired upon is called "I'm
moving on", as performed by Rascal Flatts (a country band). Enjoy!
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Chapter 7
He could still feel it...
The heat on his lips, the pounding of his heart. It was as if the seconds had
frozen in time and Ryo was left with this... this feeling of Gaiev still there,
kissing him deeply, making him feel things he hadn't felt since... well... since
Dee.
He felt badly for this. He felt he was betraying Dee in some way. It was not a
happy feeling, I can tell you that. It's a feeling of emptyness but at the same
time fufillment of this regreat that maybe. maybe it's all a dream and that
you're gonna wake up and find that you're still as loyal as the dog next door.
It's kinda' weird, I know - but it's the truth.
He couldn't allow himself to fall in love.
"Why not?"
Ryo turned to see the figure who was sitting in the desk in front of him. He
realiced he was at the precinct, day-dreaming, but he never expected to see Dee
there, looking at him with this I-know-what-you're-thinking expression. Ryo was
shocked, yet there was a sense of soothing that he couldn't get rid of.
"Dee?"
"Well, I'm not Mother."
"What--? You're dead!"
"Sheah! You're telling me! First day here and I find out I have to do some kind
of social service to the community so I can get my wings! I tell you - heaven is
becoming as burochratic as Earth. The worse part is that you can't smoke up
here."
"What_are_you_doing_here?"
"I came to see you"
"Me?"
"I'm sick and tired of this vibe I'm getting from you ever since I kicked the
bucket" Dee leaned forward and twisted Ryo's nose in a playful manner, making
Ryo twich and giggle, "Seriously man, what's up?"
"Nothing, it's just that."
"Nothing? How about that guy. the English one." Ryo turned to see Dee with a
face that doesn't hide guilt while Dee was looking at him with a wicked smirk,
"He is cute, ain't he?"
"He looks like you."
"No he doesn't! I'm cuter! I'm drop-dead gorgeous!... Of course, I did drop
dead, but heck." and Ryo laughed softly.
"You're right. He doesn't look at all like you. He's taller. and thinner."
"So you likey-likey, hum?"
"I - I don't know. I just. Dee. Your body is not even cold yet!"
"Not even --?! It's been a year, Ryo. One year and a half already. I think my
body can't get any colder"
"Don't you think I know that?" Ryo snapped back, regreating doing so
immediately. Dee walked to him, knealing in front, taking his hands, touching
his face, "Why you had to die like that? All of a sudden? I - I. I miss you."
Ryo said, his voice choaked with tears that began to roll without him noticing
it untill Dee started to wipe them away with his fingers.
"I miss you too, doofus. But I don't want you to be miserable for the rest of
your life either. I want you to be happy - you deserve to be happy! Alright, I'm
dead, but that doesn't mean that you have to be dead too, you know?" he said in
a very soothing, very consoling way, "Promise me, Ryo; promise me that you'll be
happy? Please?"
"I'll try."
"No. I want you to do it."
"I will, Dee." Ryo smiled painfully.
"Promise?"
"I cross my heart."
"Ryo?"
He woke up. Dorian had just walked in to the office, papers in hand, looking
doubtfully at Ryo, "You okay?"
"Ye-Yeah, yeah.. I'm okay. What's up?"
"We've got a murder at 7th and Row Ave. The chief wants us to check it out -
looks like our Choir boys have begun to strike."
"Let's go then."
I've dealt with my ghosts
And I've faced all my demons...
Finally contempt with the past I regreat
I found you find strength in your moments of weakness
For once I have peace with myself...
I've been burden with blame,
Trapped in the past for too long...
... I'm moving on...
I've lived in this place and I know all the faces
Each one is different, but they're always the same
They mean me no harm but it's time that I face it -
They'll never allow me to change...
But I never dreamed home would end up wh
by Rainy
AUTHOR's NOTES: Cool! People are really starting to get in to this story. This
is good for me! It's really exciting that people are actually leaving reviews!
To tell the truth I've had this idea for a while but I always said, "Naaa! It
ain't no good!" Thank you guys for proving me wrong! I try... This chapter is
based on a dream I once had... kind of... I just adapted the characters. Hope
you enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: Fake belongs to Sanami Matoh. Other characters and story line is my
own twisted creation. The song this chapter is inspired upon is called "I'm
moving on", as performed by Rascal Flatts (a country band). Enjoy!
-----------------------------------
Chapter 7
He could still feel it...
The heat on his lips, the pounding of his heart. It was as if the seconds had
frozen in time and Ryo was left with this... this feeling of Gaiev still there,
kissing him deeply, making him feel things he hadn't felt since... well... since
Dee.
He felt badly for this. He felt he was betraying Dee in some way. It was not a
happy feeling, I can tell you that. It's a feeling of emptyness but at the same
time fufillment of this regreat that maybe. maybe it's all a dream and that
you're gonna wake up and find that you're still as loyal as the dog next door.
It's kinda' weird, I know - but it's the truth.
He couldn't allow himself to fall in love.
"Why not?"
Ryo turned to see the figure who was sitting in the desk in front of him. He
realiced he was at the precinct, day-dreaming, but he never expected to see Dee
there, looking at him with this I-know-what-you're-thinking expression. Ryo was
shocked, yet there was a sense of soothing that he couldn't get rid of.
"Dee?"
"Well, I'm not Mother."
"What--? You're dead!"
"Sheah! You're telling me! First day here and I find out I have to do some kind
of social service to the community so I can get my wings! I tell you - heaven is
becoming as burochratic as Earth. The worse part is that you can't smoke up
here."
"What_are_you_doing_here?"
"I came to see you"
"Me?"
"I'm sick and tired of this vibe I'm getting from you ever since I kicked the
bucket" Dee leaned forward and twisted Ryo's nose in a playful manner, making
Ryo twich and giggle, "Seriously man, what's up?"
"Nothing, it's just that."
"Nothing? How about that guy. the English one." Ryo turned to see Dee with a
face that doesn't hide guilt while Dee was looking at him with a wicked smirk,
"He is cute, ain't he?"
"He looks like you."
"No he doesn't! I'm cuter! I'm drop-dead gorgeous!... Of course, I did drop
dead, but heck." and Ryo laughed softly.
"You're right. He doesn't look at all like you. He's taller. and thinner."
"So you likey-likey, hum?"
"I - I don't know. I just. Dee. Your body is not even cold yet!"
"Not even --?! It's been a year, Ryo. One year and a half already. I think my
body can't get any colder"
"Don't you think I know that?" Ryo snapped back, regreating doing so
immediately. Dee walked to him, knealing in front, taking his hands, touching
his face, "Why you had to die like that? All of a sudden? I - I. I miss you."
Ryo said, his voice choaked with tears that began to roll without him noticing
it untill Dee started to wipe them away with his fingers.
"I miss you too, doofus. But I don't want you to be miserable for the rest of
your life either. I want you to be happy - you deserve to be happy! Alright, I'm
dead, but that doesn't mean that you have to be dead too, you know?" he said in
a very soothing, very consoling way, "Promise me, Ryo; promise me that you'll be
happy? Please?"
"I'll try."
"No. I want you to do it."
"I will, Dee." Ryo smiled painfully.
"Promise?"
"I cross my heart."
"Ryo?"
He woke up. Dorian had just walked in to the office, papers in hand, looking
doubtfully at Ryo, "You okay?"
"Ye-Yeah, yeah.. I'm okay. What's up?"
"We've got a murder at 7th and Row Ave. The chief wants us to check it out -
looks like our Choir boys have begun to strike."
"Let's go then."
I've dealt with my ghosts
And I've faced all my demons...
Finally contempt with the past I regreat
I found you find strength in your moments of weakness
For once I have peace with myself...
I've been burden with blame,
Trapped in the past for too long...
... I'm moving on...
I've lived in this place and I know all the faces
Each one is different, but they're always the same
They mean me no harm but it's time that I face it -
They'll never allow me to change...
But I never dreamed home would end up wh