Russian Blue
Author's Notes: Well, well, well. Here we are, chapter 9 already. How's it going, kiddies? Good? Good! I hope this story is taking off in you. I love the comments you have posted here. I would like to thank you all. Conserning the music, yes – Russian Blue is going to have it's own soundtrack. More on that later on. I wanted also to take this opportunity to tell you that since Fanfiction.net doesn't allow NC-17 rated stories, then RB will have two versions from this chapter on forward. The "light" version will be posted here (with the exception of this chapter, wich will be posted on its entirety) and the "director's cut" version will be posted on a web page I'm already working on and that it's only matter of me getting it posted (this week, I promise!) Ok? So, without any more chit-chat… Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Fake belongs to Sanami Matoh. Other characters and Russian Blue story plot belong to me. Songs and music belong to their respective owners. This time, we got "How do you do!" by Roxette and "You shouldn't kiss me like this" by Tobey Keith.
Warning! This chapter contains adult languaje and situations that might not be apt for minors…
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Chapter 9
I see you comb your hair
and gimme that grin.
It's making me spin now,
Spinnin' within.
before I melt like snow,
I say hello - how do you do!
Saturday night… and Ryo smiled as soon as he saw Gaiev standing on the other side of the door. He looked very handsome with this hair wet, a few strains of hair falling on to his face; he was wearing black pants and a tucked-in white shirt covered by a black jacket. Ryo felt nervouse all of a sudden.
"You ready to go?" Gaiev asked with a grin.
"Ummm… sure, I just… have to get my… my coat! My coat!" Ryo sounded nervous, and then Carol popped up from behind Ryo.
"Hi!" she greeted, stunning Ryo and Gaiev both, pulling Gaiev in until he was practically sitting on the couch, looking at Carol and Bikky alternatevly. Bikky had his arms crossed in front, looking bully-ish at Gaiev, "Sooo?" Carol asked poking at Gaiev's stomach, "Where are you two love-birds going? Are you taking him to D&M?"
"D&M?" Ryo asked, confused.
"Dinner and Motel," Bikky replied, "And he better not, if he knows what's good for him!"
"Carol!" Ryo was totally embarrased by this. Gaiev laughed deliciously.
"No, no, my dear child. Dinner, yes, bu' why go to a Motel when we can jus' come back 'ere and shag in peace?" he said with a devilish grin. Ryo just went red while Carol applauded and Bikky growled.
"You wish!" he said, "You better not be wanting anything with my Ryo on the first date, you slime!"
"Bikky!" Carol scolded him. "Leave him alone! Sorry. I apollogize for my stupid, stupid boyfriend here. Soo… Diner and Bed?"
"I'll be home by curfew, mom," Ryo said in an undertone, pulling Gaiev to the door before Carol got more intimate about the detalis of the date, "Let's go…"
Gaiev waved good-bye before the door closed. Bikky huffed.
"I still say we should put a tag on those two," he groaned, "I don't trust him…"
"You didn't trust Dee either, and he turned out to be a pretty decent guy after all…" Carol leaned closer to him with a certain degree of affection.
"Yeah, but Dee is different. Dee was kinda' like my dad, y'know?"
"And? Doesn't "your mom" deserve to be happy?"
"Ryo is not my mother… that would be weird…"
"You know what I mean!"
"I know," Bikky leaned to kiss Carol, "Still… I don't want Ryo to be hurt all over again…"
"He won't," Carol conforted him, "I have a feeling about this one… Besides, it's not as if Ryo was all alone…" Bikky blinked a couple of times, looking cute with this puzzled look. Carol winked, "Dee is keeping an eye on him, remember?"
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I love the way you undress now,
baby begin -
do your caress, honey,
my heart's in a mess.
I love your blue-eyed voice,
like tiny tim shines thru.
How do you do!
The place was a nice beach bar, you know, one of those bars where they try to recreate a beach-atmosphere in the middle of the city. The floor was entirelly covered with thick layers of sand (even in the bathroom!) and you where required to leave your shoes and socks at the entrance, where they gave you a little number to pick them up afterwards. This way, you could walk nicely on the sand. The tables where made out of wood, and the chairs where pretty comfty, for wooden chairs. The bar was like a tropical beach bar, with palm trees and everything, even a bartender with guayabera (beach shirt) and a straw hat, with coconuts as glasses. The band was a live band, but there was also a sound disco, loud enough to be heard all over the place, low enough to have a nice conversation without the screaming. Neon lights made it look like a night with full moon, with the starts shinning above them, and fake fires on the fake mosquito repelents. Ryo was quiet, looking around with detail at everything. So far so good. Dinner had been very nice at an italian restaurant where the food had been excellent and the chef , he seemed to be Gaiev's friend from back in England, hence they got the best treatment in the house. Gaiev had explained that the chef was also the owner of the place, and that they both had met on a trip Gaiev had made to Italy, not long ago. Seemed to Ryo Gaiev got around a lot for a meer coffee-house waitor.
"What're you thinking?" Gaiev asked, holding Ryo's hands across the table, caresing his fingers with delicate touches, soft and tender. Ryo smiled timidly.
"Nothing much… I'm having a great time… Dinner was delicious…"
"Giovanni is the best. An' you're s'pose to 'ave a good time on a date, you know? Specially when the other person desires to 'ave another one, an' another one, an' another one…"
"Good first impression then," Ryo laughed. Gaiev sighed. God! He loved to watch him laugh!
"Good…"
Silence…
"Gaiev… that's russian, right?"
"Well, yeah. I grew-up in England, but my parents're from the old country… they never let me or my sister forget…"
"So, you know russian?"
"Yup," Gaiev sipped some of his beer.
"Nice!"
"You know japanese?"
"What?"
"You're part japanese, right? Do you know any japanese at all?"
"Not really," Ryo though it through, "Just the basics, I guess. Not really…"
"Hum…"
Apparently, they where both just content to hold their hands and look at this action, because another break of silence set off at this moment, and was soon broke by Ryo, "So, you tell me more about you…"
"About me?" Gaiev sounded surprised.
"Yeah!"
"I've already told you most things 'bout me…"
"I… Not everything… like, for example, I don't know if you like rainy nights or not…"
Gaiev giggled. He felt Ryo's grasp tighten and he turn to face his eyes. There was a spark in them he'd long forgotten, and made him feel funny inside. He turned away, maybe surprised by this feeling, maybe…
"I do… I love rainy nights… I love to make love under the rain…"
Ryo went all red at the thought of….
… wild sex under the rain…
"You've done it, then?" he asked; a lustful tone of voice came out, as if wanting – desire? – to experience this first-hand. Gaiev nodded.
"Long time ago," he seemed to drift off to his memories for a while, "Only good thing I can remember 'bout 'im…"
"Him?"
"Ex-lover. Don't really want to get in to those waters right now. Maybe later – maybe…"
(Don't want to remember…)
"He… he treated you badly?" Ryo's question seemed to be shy and even innocent. Gaiev laughed sarchastically.
(Pain…)
"'Badly' is a term used looselly… Bu', like I've said, I don't want to get in to those waters now. Not when I'm in such lovely company…"
(You don't have the heart to do half the things he did… please, let's move on)
"Thanks…"
"Wanna dance?"
A soft slow song… a soft slow song played by the live band was as if they where playing it just for them both. It seemed that the place had been emptied for the exception of them, as Ryo's head was leaning against Gaiev's shoulder, and he was leaning his head on to Ryo. In a swift movement, Ryo felt Gaiev's lips press softly against his, once, twice… Opening them delicately, almost timidly, to touch his tongue with his own. He wrapped his arms around Gaiev's neck, leaning forward and kissing lovingly, meeting his lips with Gaiev's, his tongue with Gaiev's, trying to beathe and kiss at the same time so that he wouldn't break the spell that was uniting them at that particular moment. It seemed to be lasting hours on end, as they both kept slow dancing to the music their hearts would play along with the band. They had to part, only to hold on tighter, Ryo's lips nibbling on Gaiev's earlobe, making the English man moan softly in to his ear and breathe heavily, his hands moving across the blond's back, making him react with soft groans.
"Mmm… Gaiev…" he sighed, kissing him deeply again…
You shouldn't kiss me like this
Unless you mean it like that
'cause I'll just close my eyes,
and I won't know where I'm at!
We'll get lost in this dance floorSpinning around,
And around, and around, and around
They're all watching us now
They think we're fallen in love
They'd never believe we're just friends
But when you kiss me like this
I think you mean it like that
And if you do, baby, kiss me again!
Ryo felt himself being pressed against the wall and Gaiev's body once they where back at his apartment door. The dark haired man kissed him fervently, each step on those kissed being absorbingly dramatic, almost as if they where not to kiss each other ever again and Gaiev wanted to make for lost time. Ryo didn't know exactly and honestly he didn't care much about that. He was too busy tangling his fingers in Gaiev's soft hair, receiving the kiss that left him almost out of breath over, and over, and over, shooting his head back as Gaiev's lips met the skin on his neck, trailing soft touches that made him quiver in delicious agonizing pleasure he couldn't quite grasp or comprehend, but that felt oh so good! And at the moment he realized this, he lowered his head and pushed Gaiev slightly.
"It's getting… late," he said, slightly out of breath. Gaiev smiled and nodded (half disappointed, but he wouldn't show it)
"You're right… Does this mean we… get to 'ave another date then?" he asked leaning down to kiss Ryo's neck near the ears again, making Ryo gasp for air.
"Definitely… Oooh God, yes! Ano-antoher one… so-soon…"
"When?" Gaiev asked, his lips between Ryo and words.
"Tomorrow? Maybe…?"
"I'll cook dinner for you. See you at my place, around 8?" Gaiev gave Ryo another kiss on the lips.
"Sounds…" Ryo began to say before the kiss began. After it, Gaiev savor it in the most lustful way possible, making Ryo blush even deeper than he already was.
"See you next time, luv?" he said… or asked… or maybe both at the same time. Ryo's head was spinning.
"Yes… next time…" they gave each other one final kiss before Ryo got in to his place and close the door behind him, sliding down until he eventually sat on the floor. He felt his body all warm, but smiled at the thought of Gaiev.
The English man closed the door behind him and as soon as he did, the phone rang. Smiling wickedly at the thought that it might be Ryo second thinking that date and move it on to this very instant, he rushed to answer it.
"'ello?" he asked. No answer. He frowned his eyebrows, "I said, 'ello?"
"Privet lyubov' (Hello love)" the male Russian voice said on the other line. Gaiev went pale. His hands began to shake and his eyes began to water. This could not be happening. Not now. Not again…
"Who is this?" he asked, his voice choked with feelings that ranged from fear to anguish.
"Chto naydu tebya lyubov'… (I knew I find you love)"
"Otyebis ot menya… OTYEBIS OT MENYA!!! (Get the fuck away from me… GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!!)" Gaiev shouted to the phone before slamming it up. He stood there, breathing fast until he realized he was crying. Then, the phone rang again.
Don't pick up…
Don't pick up…
Don't pick up…
Hi. Leave a message…
*BEEEP*
"Eto opyat' ya lyubov'... (It's me again love) I've missed you... pick up the phone, lyubov' (love), I know you're there… My love… what's his name? Ryo Maclean?"
Gaiev immediately picked up the receiver.
"Past' zabej padla jebanaja! (Shut the fuck up, you fucking bitch!)" he shouted.
"My, my, such language!"
"What do you want?!"
"Ya hachu tebya tray khate, lyubov'...(I want to fuck you, love)"
"Poydi k chertu!! (Go to hell!)"
"No, love. I think that you'll meet me... tonight… in one hour…"
"No…"
"Does the 27th precinct need another officer dead? What do you think his favorite torture will be? Wich one was your favorite one? Maybe you two could share…"
"… Where?"
"That's a good sukka (whore)! Meet me at The Raven… one hour. Blow me off, sukka, and you know what will happen next…"
The phone went dead and Gaiev hung up. At that particular moment, Gaiev could feel how his soul started to die all over again…
… A feeling long forgotten…
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Notes: Yes! They are speaking Russian! What you think? Next chapter, Gaiev returns from the "date" and Ryo begins to ask questions. Gaiev's past is further revealed, all leading up to one hot, shocking discovery! Gossip anyone?
Thank you all for reading! Keep up the postings and I'll keep up the good work… or something!
Gaiev (looking funny at me): You 'ave your fun, don't you?
Rainy (shrugging her shoulders): Nya!
Gaiev: Aren't you s'posse to be studying for your piggies exam tomorrow?
Rainy (winking): Yes, but I remembered my underwear!... (looking horrofied) No I didn't!!!
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