Date Written: 11/1/05
Rating: K+
Word Count: 204
Characters/Pairings: Dee/Ryo? Guest appearance by a wonderful character!
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Notes: I love this story. I love it. Love it, love it, love it. Sorry, this one was making me snicker as I wrote it.
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Dee Laytner, New York detective and orphan born and raised on the streets, could cry.
No, make that sob. Like a five-year-old girl who had just gotten pushed into the mud.
When he tried to explain the situation to his partner, Ryo, all the blonde did was shake his head. He was over-exaggerating, the half-Japanese detective insisted. Paranoia from the unfamiliar surroundings, and the drugs he was taking.
Oh, how Dee wished that really was the case.
He could hear her coming down the hall like some female Godzilla, or Atillaine the Hun.
Definitely the Hun. She had the facial hair for the part.
The door to his room slowly creaked open, straight out of a scene from a horror movie. The sound of squeaky hinges reverberated around the room, twenty times louder than usual. Her shadow loomed over his bed and up onto the thin sheets the dark-haired detective was trembling beneath.
"It's time for you sponge bath, Detective Laytner," Emiry, Licensed Practical Nurse, informed one of her more frequent patients at NY East Hospital.
Dee let out a high pitched scream and fainted dead away.
Ryo covered his face with his hands and tried very hard not to laugh out loud.
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