Disclaimer: I do not own FAKE, nor do I make any profit by writing this. FAKE belongs to dear Sanami Matoh.
Wednesday morning, the sun shone brightly upon the New Yorkers, and although it wasn't exactly warm, it was much better than the engulfing darkness of the previous night.
While getting ready to go to work, Ryo left his room to make sure Dee was at least awake. Much to his surprise, Dee was not only awake, but fully dressed, as opposed to Ryo, and had made them both a very rudimentary breakfast and a black goo which Dee proudly proclaimed to be coffee.
"What's this all about?" Ryo asked with a smile
"I wanted to apologize for last night." Dee said while looking down at the floor like a naughty little Catholic schoolboy.
"You don't have to worry about anything, Dee. It was partly my fault anyway." As Ryo said this, he walked closer do Dee until he was only inches away from his partner, and he stretched out his arms, bringing Dee close to him in a tight embrace.
Neither of them wanted to break the embrace, but Ryo reminded Dee they had to go to work, lest they get fired.
"That old badger can wait a minute or two" was Dee's carefree response.
"Speaking of minutes, what time is it?" Ryo asked, glancing over Dee's shoulders into the clock on the microwave. "8:55?! WE'RE LATE!!" screamed Ryo as he quickly dashed into his room for his coat.
"Goddamit!! The chief's gonna chew our asses!" exclaimed Dee rather colourfully.
"...again..." added Ryo with a sigh.
The two officers made their way from Ryo's apartment, out the building, to the parking lot in a matter of seconds. 'If there was such thing as a race-to-get-to-your-work-on-time competition, Dee and I would surely win' Ryo thought sarcastically. As Ryo proceeded to open the car doors, he met with a familiar face, a face he didn't exactly like either.
"Aw, how cute. The two officers leaving the same room together, and running off to work together... heartwarming" the familiar face said mockingly, with a hint of anger in his voice and a rather grotesque expression.
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!" Dee exclaimed, jumping up to the man's face.
"Drop it, Dee. We're already late for work" Ryo said, trying to calm down the walking-time-bomb known as Dee as he got into the car.
"Fags!" Muttered the man under his breath while the car hastily made its way through the driveway and out to the road.
"What the hell was that all about?" asked Dee as they rushed against the clock to get to the precinct on time.
"That's Albert, a new neighbor. He moved in a couple of weeks ago from Arkansas." Replied the speeding cop.
"A couple of weeks ago!?" jumped Dee.
"Umm, yeah, something on your mind?"
"No, nothing, he looked familiar, that's all" lied Dee.
'A couple of weeks ago...' thought Dee, 'a couple of weeks ago was when I started feeling watched... God, Dee, what's your problem?! He didn't even know me before this morning! God, I'm paranoid!'
