Ok, um, I wasn't sure what made everyone so sad last chapter but if that one almost made you cry then you um, might want to find some tissues for this one, it made me sad. Oh, there is a little present for all of the readers, a nice little smooch between Dee and Ryo, second one in the story. Hope you like it!

Amy opened her eyes, straining to see in the dim light given off by the streetlamp. From what she could tell, Ryo was tossing and turning in his bed, wrapping the covers around himself in his violent movements. The material, dampened by his sweat, clung to his body, showing the pale flesh beneath the white veil.

She flipped the switch of the lamp to gain a better look. His gentle frame was not trembling in fear, his fingers did not strangle the sheets from panic. Low moans escaped his mouth as the pressed his head against the pillow, muttering soft words into the silky material. Amy watched him like this, bathed in the warm glow of the light, before leaning over his now quiet body and placing a wet kiss on his forehead. His eyes opened, taking in the scenery and opening wide in surprise.

"Is something wrong?" Amy asked, worried and not sure what kind of dream he was having.

"No, nothing, lets just get some more sleep." Ryo dismissed it, not telling her any of the happenings. He turned away from her, he couldn't face her, not after that dream. He had dreamt of Dee, of what they had done in the past. Although he had had a similar dream several times, always laying right next to Amy, he had never mentioned dreaming of another person, not even in passing.

He did not deny that he had enjoyed the dream, despite his attempts to claim that Dee had only confused him. In the past, he had been able to play it off as his subconscious playing tricks on him, making him believe that he had enjoyed it more than he actually had, but now he set out to prove it. Dee slept not too far away, a quick trip down the hall would resolve the matter once and for all.

After making sure that Amy was sleeping again, Ryo pulled back his covers and crept from his bed. He slinked down the hall and entered Dee's room without a sound. Dee lay wrapped in covers, but not fully covering him. They were twisted around his body like vines holding a captive. For a fleeting moment, Ryo wondered if Dee had been plagued by the same sort of dream, but that was hardly the right question to ask.

"Dee," Ryo reached out far enough to take hold if the dark haired detective's muscular shoulder. He shook it until Dee's brilliant green eyes opened to the darkness.

"Ryo? What are you doing up this late, and more specifically, what are you doing up this late in my room?" Dee yawned and sat up in bed, untangling himself as he went along. "Is there something that you need?" the last stubborn length of sheet relinquished its hold on Dee's body and he rose to his feet, finding himself now standing very close to Ryo. He wanted to reach out for him, his arms ached to hold him close to his body, to caress his torso and just hold him tight, but his "love" for James prevented him from doing so.

"Dee, I have to find something out once and for all. I cant stand it anymore!" Ryo's eyes widened, looking directly into Dee's dark green eyes, which Ryo saw them as two emeralds, sparkling in the darkness. "I have to know."

"Know what, Ryo?" Dee reached his hand out just an inch and Ryo moved to meet it. Without warning, Ryo flung himself on the dark haired man, searching for his lips with his own. Dee fought him off. "Ryo! Ryo stop it! What are you doing?" With one final shove, Dee knocked Ryo to the ground.

"I'm sorry," Tears stung Ryo's eyes as he looked up at the tall man in front of him, tall dark and handsome. "I just had to see if it was the same."

Dee stepped towards him and extended a hand down to him. Ryo grasped it and was lifted to his feet and pulled to Dee's chest. "If you want something, just ask." Dee leaned over him and placed a feather soft kiss on Ryo's pale lips, lingering for just a moment. His eyes searched the blackness, watching Ryo's reaction. Ryo leaned in, hoping to be favored with another sweet kiss. Dee gave it to him, a little harder than before. His tongue ran over Ryo's pursed lips, hoping for an entrance, one was soon provided. They stayed in their embrace, tongue's dancing to the night's silent beat, moonlight streaming over their bodies. Warm hands ran under shirts, buttons began to open, exposing pale flesh to the night's air.

Ryo pulled back, realizing what he was doing. He pushed Dee away and began to button his shirt again. "I didn't mean for it to go this far." He explained, fleeing the scene and rushing through his room to the bathroom. He threw his clothes to the floor and jumped into the freezing shower. The cold water poured over his body as he gained control of his breathing. He leaned heavily on the wall, shivering uncontrollably from the icy water.

The door squeaked open and Dee stepped in. "Ryo, I didn't mean to go that far either, I should have had more control. Are you alright in there?"

"Yes! Don't open the curtain!" Ryo slid down to the bottom of the tub, the water slamming onto his head with unimaginable force. The white tiles around him shined with cleanness, something that he could never achieve again. He had cheated on Amy, he had played with Dee's heart, but worst off, he had found the truth. He had loved Dee, and he still did. He had lied to himself and everyone around him for over a year.

"Alright, I'll go back to my room, I just wanted to apologize." Dee left the bathroom, closing the door behind him. He went back to his room and sat on his bed, not trusting himself to sleep for fear of his dreams. Every pent up hormone had escaped then and there, all forcing him to go deeper into the kiss, each one drowning out the common sense that dared to speak out against it.

He laid down and pulled the covers up around his neck, wondering how they had gotten into such a twisted mess. He did not have to fight to stay awake, the recent nightly visit had dashed any hopes of sleep. He had far too much to think about, too much to contemplate. "What had Ryo needed to find out?" he wondered out loud. "He said something about needing to see if something was the same, but what? Ok, I need to stop thinking about this. Ryo is Amy's now and I am with James, we are over each other."

Dawn rose over a town that had changed little in many years but had now changed overnight. Romances were simple and clear. No one cheated on anyone, divorces never happened, wives were safe from their husband's hands, and people were attracted to those of different genders, that was just the way things were. Now half of the "ethics" came crashing down, abandoned by one of the people who had held them high.

The harsh sunlight reached Ryo's eyes. His hair was still damp from the shower. He had not bothered to dry it after he got out of the shower. The covers around him had dried sometime during the night, he had not dried himself at all before climbing into bed. His clothes still lay where he had thrown them the night before, collapsed in a heap just inside the bathroom. He decided to gather them before Amy awoke.

With every bit of evidence hidden, he crawled back into bed, waiting for Amy to wake up. He even flipped the pillow over to hide the wet spot left by his soaked hair, he had thought of everything, or he had believed.

"Randy, what happened last night?" Amy asked, reaching out to stroke his hair with one hand. "You ran into the bathroom. I meant to ask you as soon as you came out, but I feel asleep waiting for you, and what did Dee mean about it 'going that far,' tell me what happened."

"I, um, I don't want to talk about it, please. It has something to do with something that happened while we were on police work, a nasty case. Now, please let it drop." Ryo knew that he could not be creative in the morning, but he considered his lie to be pretty good with all circumstances considered.

"If that is what you want, I understand." Amy kissed his forehead, brushing some of his hair out of his eyes. "But if you ever want to talk about it, I'm willing to listen."

Amy rose out of bed and began getting ready to leave. She had some sort of appointment to keep, Ryo was not sure what, and had to leave soon. He wished her farewell from the bed, but did not make an attempt to stand up.

Half an hour later he pulled himself out of bed and went in search of Dee. He found him nursing a cup of coffee in the living room chair. Ryo moved to the chair next to him, looking nervously over at him. "Dee, I shouldn't have gone into your room last night."

"Your right, you shouldn't have, but you did. Just tell me by what you meant by 'seeing if it is the same' if what was the same?" Dee shifted, taking another sip of his coffee and watching the morning shadows dance on the wall.

"I meant kissing you. I didn't want to be in love with you so I convinced myself that you had only confused me but I had recently figured everything out. I thought that if I kissed you again I could see that I never actually loved you, but I was wrong, I did love you, but I have moved on now." Ryo looked at the almost glowing figure next to him. The sun hit him just right, accenting the beautiful features of his face and body.

"Thanks Ryo, loved that last comment!" Dee stood up, leaving his coffee behind him. He stormed off to the kitchen.

"That's not how I meant it!" Ryo stood up to follow him but he was cut off by Dee ranting.

"NO! That is exactly how you meant it! You have gotten over me, like someone gets over a disease. It isn't the chicken pox Ryo, you don't get over it, ever. I don't know if you realize this, but it hurts to see you with Amy. It hurts when I hear about how soon you started going out with her. I was only able to kiss another man last week. I was too torn up about loosing you. I'm not jealous of Amy, if you love her then I wish you the best of luck. I don't love James, I don't know if I will ever be able to give my heart away again, but if you are able to get over me that easily, good for you! I just don't want you playing with my heart, it has barely healed since the last time you broke it. Last night you came into my room and tried to smother me with a kiss, and then minutes later you are running away from me. I don't know what to think or what to do." Dee fell into the chair again. He was tired of having his heart pulled at. "If you want the truth, I still love you, I still think of you every night before I go to sleep, but if you asked me to take you back, I couldn't, Ryo, I really couldn't."

Dee stood up, growing angry. "Are you happy now that you know that, now that you know how fucked up my life is thanks to you? You made me cry, are you happy yet or do I have to do it in front of you? Are you pleased with how wonderful your life is now that you have that whore attached to your arm." A sob coursed through his body and he sank back into the chair. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said any of that, but it hurts so much!"

"I know it hurts," Ryo rushed to his side, placing his arms around Dee's back. His hand felt around for Dee's face, turning it upwards to look into those emerald eyes now flooded with tears. Without thinking about what he was doing, he planted a kiss on Dee's lips. "I don't want to hurt you." The harsh, pained look in Dee's eyes vanished, replaced by a lost look of longing. Deep in his heart, he knew that it would never work, too much time had passed, too much had changed, but he wanted to believe that it would work.

Dee slipped his hand behind Ryo's head and pulled him in for a kiss. "Don't.......run from me."

Ok, that is a nice little place to end a chapter, don't you think so? Avoiding getting the story getting taken off ff.net, hiding the fact that I couldn't write a lemon if my life depended on it, and the chapter isn't even short! Ok, maybe that last one is a lie, it is about one page shorter than most of the other chapters, sorry about that.