PREPARE FOR ANGST!!!!!!!! Just being random… Okay, upping this story to a "R" rating. This chapter starts to go close to an R rating (since it's not all that detailed it's probably just bordering on a PG-13) but later chapters probably will.

Bikky's head was staring to fall closer and closer to his desk as the teacher droned on. "What's 37 times 23?" "67 times 4?" "34 times 56?"

In his dream Carol was walking up to him. She was looking beautiful and smiling. She was…

He didn't get to find what Carol was doing since someone grabbed him out of his seat and literally held him off the ground. "WHAT THE FUCK?" Bikky yelled, not used to being waken in such a matter.

"Um, Mr..." the teacher was staring at whoever was holding Bikky up.

The hand put Bikky back on the ground but kept a tight hold on back of his shirt. "I'm Bikky's guardian. I have to take him out of class for a doctor's appointment. Thank you."

Bikky still couldn't see who it was but the voice was very familiar. By the time it registered on him, he had already been pulled out of the classroom. "DEE?"

"And Diana!"

Bikky managed to shake Dee off enough to turn around. Both he and that hot blond lady, Diana, were standing in front of him. Dee wore his work clothes. "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE???? YOU AREN'T MY LEGAL GUARDIAN???"

"Filling in for Ryo since he is, unfortunately, unable to be here at the moment," Dee said, in one of his most obnoxious voices, "This is a matter-of-life and death. Come on. Berkley is waiting outside."

"How do manage to make everything sound dramatic?" Diana asked, "Seriously, you should have been an actor instead of a cop."

She gave one of her painfully cheerful smiles. "Why you…." Dee fumed.

"Since you both seem occupied…" Bikky tried to slip past Dee but Dee grabbed the back of his shirt again.

"Oh, no. You little monkey-brat. You aren't going anywhere except where I want you to go. Bring us to where you were kidnapped, now!"

Bikky gave him an incredulously look. "Why? You want to be molested or something, you perv?"

"I SAID NOW!"

Ryo opened his eyes to find himself in a dark room. Every part of his body felt weak and sore. He immediately panicked. He had no idea where he was or what had happened to him. He tried to move but found his body refusing to go anywhere.

It only made his breath come faster in panic. He recognized the feeling of a tranquilizing drug from a "vacation" that he and Dee had taken a few years ago. The mad hotel owner had slipped it into his drink.

Ryo forced himself to calm down and try to think. He seemed to be lying on a bed. He could barely see anything in the room around him but it looked fairly bare. To his right, he could see a window. But not only was it shut, he couldn't move at all. Suddenly a memory flashed before his eyes.

He had been walking on the back streets at around seven in the morning. The car repair man had suggested the route instead of the main roads which might have taken longer. He felt something stick into his shoulder blade: like a needle. But he hadn't heard footsteps. The last thing he could remember was trying to reach for his gun as he fainted.

To have fainted so fast meant that a lot of tranquilizer had been used. What's more, he remembered Bikky talking about not being able to move when he was kidnapped. Oh god, thought Ryo.

A searing pain cut through his right arm. He flinched but it was over in a second. He suddenly found that he could move the arm a little more. In fact, feeling was beginning to return to his whole body.

Ryo forced himself to stand up: a big ordeal, which took several minutes but hardly had he done that than his legs gave out beneath him. He fell to the ground with a crash. The door flew open within seconds. A tall, muscular blond-man looking like he was around the age of thirty stood in the door frame. He looked at Ryo with a kind of sickly satisfaction. "So, my little dove has awakened."

The drug was wearing off more and more, grabbing onto the bed, Ryo brought himself to his knees. "Listen," he said, in one of his most commanding voices, "I don't know who the hell you are but I'm a cop. Abduction of an officer can be punished with…"

He didn't get any further. The man, who was quite a bit larger than he was- most men were, had grabbed both of his wrist and was leaning pushing him against the bed in a way that Ryo didn't like at all. "Vanessa can have all the children she wants," he told Ryo in a voice that made the cop shiver, "But I like full-grown men. You've got a very pretty face for a man."

His hand stroked Ryo's cheek. Ryo shuddered. As most of the feeling had come back to his arms, he tore his wrists out of the man's hold and tried to back away, but there was no where to go. The bed was right behind him. The man's lips had somehow found their way onto Ryo's neck. But somehow, despite the fact that Ryo had always fought Dee, this wasn't the same as Dee. Dee's kiss had passion; warmth… this man only had cold, hard lust. And Ryo was afraid. Very afraid.

Thankfully, his legs started to have feeling come back to them as well. He doubted that he could have been able to make such a quick, violent gesture as he did then under the influence of the drug if he had not been desperate. With that one move, the blond man was writhing on the floor, holding his crotch, and yelling out.

Ryo tried to rush past him but his movements were still slow and sluggish. Despite his pain, the man managed to grab Ryo's ankle as he went past, bringing Ryo crashing to the floor. The blond-haired man's whole weight came on top of the Ryo in a movement almost too fast for a man his size. His face was livid. "You've just made things worse for yourself. Prepare for a hard ride."

Ryo couldn't do anything. His body was pinned beneath the larger man's weight. His shirt was torn of him in seconds. The man's hands touched him everywhere: places where Dee hadn't even touched him, yet. His hands slid into Ryo's pants. Ryo struggled as much as he possibly could but his strength was draining from him. His whole mind was blinded with fear. Without knowing why, the name "Dee" suddenly escaped from his lips. It wasn't heard by the man on top of him.

Quite suddenly, the door burst open. Someone grabbed both of the blond-haired man's arms and pulled him off Ryo with a tremendous force. "Did your mommy ever teach you that it was polite to ask someone before doing something like that?" drawled a familiar voice.

I'm delirious, Ryo thought, now I'm seeing images of Dee.

The weight was off of him but he couldn't move that much. Most of his strength had gone to putting up a good fight. He vaguely heard the sounds of someone being brutally beaten across the room. Another voice had joined Dee's: the sound of a boy yelling stuff like, "EWWWW!!!!!!! YOU'RE JUST AS MUCH OF AN OLD PERV AS DEE!!!!!!!"

Ryo finally moved. The drug had completely worn off and he stood up. His shirt was off but the blond-haired man hadn't yet succeeded in removing his shirt. He saw what he thought he had heard: Dee and Bikky had both finished beating up the blond-haired man who now looked like he needed a face lift. "There," Dee turned to look at Ryo, "I don't think he'll be coming to it for quite awhile."

His voice was amazingly casual. Ryo just stood staring at him. Dee could really be violent if he wanted to. But that wasn't what he was thinking. "Ryo, buddy, are you okay?"

Ryo didn't say anything. His eyes were strangely unfocused and he was staring at the wall behind Dee, oblivious to his bare chest.

"Ryo?" Dee waved a hand in front of his face.

Ryo's eyes snapped back into focus. For a moment he just looked at Dee with an unreadable expression and then, a shocked Dee found Ryo's arms around him as though he would never let go. "Ryo…" he began, not quite sure whether to hug him back or not, considering what Ryo had said last night.

"Dee…"

Dee was amazed to hear something like a sob in Ryo's voice. "He didn't get the whole way with you, did you? 'Cause then I'll make sure to 'fix' him up a little bit more."

"I was scared, Dee."

"I can't hear you, buddy. You'll have to talk louder."

"I was scared, Dee!"

Ryo was still clinging to him like a lost child. Dee, after being so relived to find Ryo, began to feel a little bit of fear again. Ryo was never like this. Sure he was sensitive but he hardly ever acted this lost. But he supposed he probably would have, too, if he had been in this situation. He suddenly realized that putting his arms around Ryo would not be taken as a wrong intention. It would be taken exactly the way he meant it: to comfort the Ryo.

His arms pulled Ryo closer to him. "Don't worry, dude. I'm here now."

"Can't you leave him alone for one moment, you old perv?" Bikky's foot came out, kicking Dee away from Ryo.

Dee glared at him. "Thanks for ruining the moment, brat."

"Well, in case you haven't noticed, there's more people in this place that need to be 'fixed up' like that guy," he pointed to the blond one, "So you might want to go find Berkley and that hot woman."

"Her name is Diana!" Dee sighed and looked at Ryo, "You alright?"

"I… I think so."

"Well put your shirt back on, for one thing. And remember, fucking no one else if going to try anything with you as long as I'm around, partner."

ANGST!!!!!!!!!!! Okay. I stole a line from the 7th FAKE and one line similar similar to one in one of the Hana Kimi mangas. I just can't remember which one, so don't kill me.