Hello friends! I have never written a fanfic before, so I hope I'm not too lame! It'll probably be short, but I hope you all enjoy it!
WARNING: For the morons who decided to read FAKE fanfics w/o knowing what FAKE was, this is going to be a VERY yaoi story, so if that freaks you out get your asses off this section.
DISCLAIMER: FAKE itself belongs to Sanami Matoh, so don't sue me if you don't like what you read.
Ryo MacLean woke up that morning to the usual: dragging Bikky out of bed, giving him breakfast and lunch money, and sending him to school, then showering, dressing, and heading off to work.
Ryo worked at the 27th precinct as a detective with Dee Laytner—not only his partner at work, but in life as well. Ryo had just accepted that he was gay shortly before meeting Dee, who ended up making all of his wildest dreams and fantasies real. They had been together for about a year now, and everything had been going great—that is, until recently. For some reason, they had kind of…lost their spark, in spite of sounding cliché.
Ryo had been wrapped up in Bikky and Carol, and he and Dee had been getting such an onslaught of cases that they never had any time together. And then, once they finally got time together, they never wanted to do anything. They had become such homebodies that they never wanted to do anything but stay in—and not in the good way.
Dee was very spontaneous, so much so that he tended to act purely on instinct and not care about the consequences, and Ryo was afraid that if he wasn't lively enough Dee might lose interest in him and seek someone new who shared his spontaneity. This fear had always been present, even before their fire began to dim, but Ryo knew somewhere in his self-doubting mind that Dee loved him too much to give him up—he was just afraid that love might not be enough.
Dee sat at his desk, sifting through papers and half-heartedly scrolling through case files on his computer. He didn't know what he was looking at anyway—Ryo usually took care of that aspect of the job. The paperwork was his thing too, but the chief had gotten on his case about not doing his own work and had taken to stopping by during the course of the day to check up on him.
Dee hated this part of being a cop. He didn't want to write down everything he did (since most of it wasn't standard anyway). He wanted to catch criminals and make them pay for whatever they'd done. Ryo could negotiate his way through anything, but talking was not Dee's forte. If he couldn't shoot, punch, kick, or in any other way harm who he was dealing with, he wasn't all that interested.
This morning, however, the badger's (aka the chief's) meddling in the way he did (or didn't) do his job wasn't the main thing on his mind—Dee hadn't gotten any from Ryo in a month.
No, wait… Dee counted the length of time in his fingers. OVER a month! That cad! Dee was impulsive, but Ryo was cautious. They'd been together for a while, and yet he was still uncomfortable around him. No matter what Dee did for him (or to him) Ryo was always just…Ryo.
Dee threw his stapler across the room in frustration. It hit the door with a loud bang moments before Chief Smith barged into his and Ryo's office.
"What the hell was that!" he fumed.
"An earthquake," Dee said nonchalantly while slumping down into his chair.
The chief tossed Dee his stapler and sat in Ryo's chair, which annoyed Dee to no end for some reason. "Dee, what has been up with you lately? Drake and Ted keep asking me if I know anything, and JJ came to me crying because you had literally kicked him out of your office and told him he had better stay out for good or else he'd get his ass kicked even harder."
"I tell JJ that daily, why does it offend him now?" Dee asked, not really expecting an answer.
"We're all worried about you, Dee. You have been acting like yourself lately. Even I'm worried about you, although I don't know the hell why."
He moved the chair so he was looking straight at Dee. Dee looked back at him and saw genuine concern on the chief's face, something he couldn't remember having seen before.
"Is it something to do with Ryo?"
Dee turned back to his computer screen. Genuine concern or not, that was none of his damn business. If Ryo wanted to spew about their love life—or lack thereof—then fine, let him; but he wasn't about to spill his guts to the chief, no matter the consequences.
Chief Smith sighed. "All right," he said, "don't tell me. But if whatever this is gets in the way of either of your jobs you're gonna tell me whether you want to or not." He got up to leave, but stopped and turned when he reached the door. "If you two need some time off…you know, to sort things out…just let me know. I'll see what I can arrange." He left.
Dee sat there pondering the chief's words for a while. If you two need some time off…you know, to sort things out…just let me know. I'll see what I can arrange. Dee had never heard the chief be…nice before—and he wasn't sure he liked the thought of it.
Ryo entered the station and it seemed like everyone was being overly cautious around him. Dee had probably been acting strangely around everyone, like he always did when he was in a bad mood. He wondered whether he should go talk to the chief before braving the office he and Dee shared, but he headed to the office anyway.
He saw Dee pretending to do some paperwork at his desk and smiled. Dee loved his job, but paperwork was a pain for him. Ryo walked over to him and stole the top half of the pile from the desk.
"I'll do this part, and you can do the rest, okay?" he said, trying to sound cheerful so that Dee might follow suit.
He didn't bite. "Nah, that's all right. I can handle it." Dee took the papers back and let them fall haphazardly on the rest of the stack. "Nothing else to do anyway."
Ryo frowned. Dee was definitely having a bad day. "What's up with you?"
Dee sighed. "Honestly?" he asked, as if he wasn't sure whether to tell Ryo what was actually bothering him.
Ryo nodded.
"We haven't had any action for over a month. I've barely even seen you in that time, let alone been able to push you down. There's just…nothing there anymore."
Ryo's heart sank. His worst fear had been realized—Dee had gotten bored with his monotonous way of life, and was trying to find a way to put that spark back in their relationship before it fell apart.
"Come on Dee, is it really that bad?" he asked, afraid that Dee might answer "yes" and break off the entire thing.
"It's not, I guess," Dee said hurriedly, obviously sensing Ryo's discomfort. "And it's not you, Ryo, it's the job—I mean, we've barely had time to sleep, let alone fuck, so it's not like it's either of our fault. I'm just worried that you don't think I'm as great as you thought I was and you'll find someone new."
Ryo wasn't sure whether he should cry or laugh. Everything he had been afraid of had been realized by Dee, but Dee thought it about him! Talk about irony, he thought.
"Dee." He pulled Dee into a loving embrace, hoping Dee would realize how wrong he was. "I don't think anything like that. To be honest, I thought you were thinking that about me."
"What?" Dee said in astonishment. "How could I ever think that about you? You're the best person I've ever been with."
Ryo was amazed that Dee could make such a statement, but he didn't mention it.
"Seriously! I've been with lots of guys, and—while they were all fuckin' hot!—none of them made me feel the way you do. You are the first person to ever make me feel that way—and the only one who ever will."
Though there was a lump in Ryo's throat, he pressed on. "How did we get here, Dee? How did we become one of those couples that has to constantly remind each other how much we care?" He lowered his head into Dee's shoulder, smelling his cologne and the faint scent of tobacco that always lingered about him.
"Every couple gets there," Dee said, stroking Ryo's soft brown hair. "And the strong ones get through it."
"Are we that strong?" Ryo asked quietly.
"If you're willing to stick by me, I think we can be."
Ryo looked up into his deep green eyes. They seemed to hold all the answers, no matter what the problem was. He smiled.
"The badger just offered you and me some time off. Why don't we take him up on that? We can go on vacation, get away from the job, and the apes—it'll just be you and me." Dee smiled.
Ryo smiled back. "Sounds like a plan."
Dee kissed him, gently at first, then passionately, aggressively. When the broke apart Dee whispered, "I'll go talk to the badger, see how soon we can take advantage of that time off."
"Great," Ryo said softly. They kissed again, and Ryo could almost feel the spark return to their relationship.
Yay! It all seems good so far…but will it last? Find out it the next EXCITING chapter!