Title: You Don't Wanna Know
Date Written: 11/5/05
Rating: T
Word Count: 292
Characters/Pairings: Dee, Bikky, Dee/Ryo (mentioned), Carol/Bikky (mentioned)
Warnings: None
Spoilers: Through volume 7
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Notes: Inspired by a conversation with deeryofan, and dedicated to her.
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"So
let me get this straight," Bikky summarized, looking at one of his
foster fathers. "You and Ryo have been working all week, and I've been
over at Carol's because you don't want me home. And now that you have
the weekend off, I have to go back to Carol's?"
"That would be correct," Dee replied, crossed his arms. This time, cash hadn't worked on the teen. And he also had a nagging feeling that if this routine continued, someone was going to jail for sleeping with a minor. Someone with pretty strawberry-blonde hair.
"Why? I haven't seen you two for a week, I want real food for once, I want to tell Ryo about me creaming the guys at basketball practice on Tuesday, and I want to kick your ass on the PS2!" Bikky protested.
"You're not going to want to know why we're kicking you out," Dee told him.
Bikky rolled his eyes. "Yeah, okay, you two are going to screw like rabbits. Just lock your door and I'll turn my music up before I go to sleep. It's sex, so frickin' what?"
Dee had to smirk. Their little boy certainly had grown up. Too bad his lover still couldn't realize that. "Our bedroom isn't... Well, let's just say that it's not the best place to conduct the activities we plan to do tonight."
Bikky raised his eyebrows. "What are you going to do, play Twister or something."
"Naked Twister, actually. With olive oil."
Bikky's face turned a very interesting color, and he was out of the apartment in five minutes.
Dee was very proud that he managed to keep the straight face until the apartment door slammed behind his and Ryo's son.
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