Spoilers: for past events that took place at fake 2nd chance-RPG
Characters/Pairings: Drake, Bikky, Dee, Ryo, Ted gets mentioned, too
Disclaimer: Not mine, all Sanami Matoh's respectively the fake 2nd chance-RPG's:)

A/N: I wrote this little drabble back in October, referring to events at the fake 2nd chance-RPG on LJ. Ryo had been shot and while Dee was at the hospital waiting for news, Drake went to pick up Bikky at Ryo's place. So, this is told from Drake's point of view – his thoughts while driving Bikky to the hospital and so on. Drake doesn't know yet that Dee and Ryo are a couple.

I'm not a native speaker, so please bear with me and my grammar!

The Driver, the Kid and the second Dad

by DeeRyoFan

Drake's Point of View

I still can't believe it. Someone shot Ryo today. He's still in surgery right now and we're all praying and waiting for good news.

When Dee called to tell me about it and asked me to pick up Ryo's kid, I don't know, it all felt so surreal (and still does). Of course, I agreed to pick Bikky up, but, damn, did my stomach start cramping when I turned the corner into Ryo's street! The kiddo was standing there in the rain, waiting for me, and it was really weird how small and lost he looked right there and then. Usually the little guy has quite a big ego (reminds me of a certain blackhaired friend and colleague of mine) and it really makes up for his shortness - if someone had asked me before what I thought how tall or how old Bikky was, I probably would have said 5'4 or something and that he's 15 or 16 years old. But in fact he's only 13 (I think) and apparently hasn't quite hit his growth spurt yet - he can't be much taller than 5'0. Still pretty small. Still just a child, really...

So, I arrived at Ryo's house, pulled over, stopped and Bikky climbed into my car. All he said when I greeted him with what I hoped was a neutral "Hey, Biks." was a quiet "Hi." - his voice sounded pretty small and his chin was quivering ever so slightly. I was really afraid he'd start crying or asking me things or something. I mean, what would I have been supposed to tell him, if he'd asked me, whether Ryo was going to be alright? What would I have been supposed to do if he had started crying right there and then?

Okay, so I can handle kids alright. Ted and I have visited the orphanage a few times with Dee around christmas to help him with carrying all the food he brings there around that time of the year and to help him putting up the huge tree they always have there and I got along with the kids just fine, but this... this was a completely different situation.

Thankfully, Bikky didn't say a single word during the drive. He just sat there, rain soaked and stared out of the window. He was a little pale, too, I think. It's hard to tell with him because he's pretty dark-skinned, a bit on the cafe au lait-side so to say, and I don't know if he can ever really look pale.

Anyways. We arrived at the hospital, and fortunately I found a parking spot right in front of the entrance. Bikky had looked ready to jump out of the car in full drive during the whole ride and I guess, he could barely hold himself back when he saw the hospital building, so I was glad that we didn't have to search for a parking space. We went inside, and I almost grabbed his hand, so small and lost did he look, but fortunately I kept myself in check. Because, when I laid my hand on his shoulder to guide him through the corridors, he shrugged it off - well, not in a rude gesture or anything, he just walked a bit faster and my hand slipped from his jacket - so I don't want to know what he would have done if I had taken his hand in mine. Probably would have kicked me in the gut, like he always does with Dee.

However, the kid's cool, tough facade crumbled down fairly quickly as soon as he spotted Dee standing in the hallway, talking to a nurse. I must admit that I have never seen Dee looking so shaken up, so pale, so... sick. Sick with worry, I guess. As soon as Bikky saw Dee, he dashed towards him, his wet sneakers making a squeaking sound on the linoleum floor, and practically threw himself at Dee, who turned just in time to catch the kid in his open arms. Bikky looked even smaller then, because Dee is pretty tall and the boy's head didn't even reach his stomach.

It was weird, to see Dee holding Biks like that, holding him close with Bikky's face buried in Dee's shirt - "weird" because until then I only had seen those two bickering and wrestling with each other. And now, I don't know, they didn't look like two kids, one big and one small, anymore. They looked like, like one adult and one child, actually. Kinda honest, you know, all pretenses simply gone. And, yes, in a way they looked like father and son. It was really odd - because as unusual as it looked on first sight, it looked pretty right to me after a short moment of watching them.

Weird. I mean, I know Ryo and Dee are pretty close. Shit, they've been a team for about three years now, but somehow it feels as if they had been partners all their life. But I hadn't known that Dee and the kid were so close, too. Almost felt like Dee was like the other dad or something or at least a part of Ryo and Bikky's little family. Weird yet good to see in a way. We all know Dee is a sucker for kids. He claims to hate them, but if you have ever gone visiting the kids at the orphanage with him, you know it's just some sort of facade he puts up. He loves kids and would do everything for them. Despite the circumstances, I'm kinda happy for Bikky right now, because the moment I saw Dee embracing Bikky and holding him like that, I knew, if it came to the pinch, the little guy would still have someone to look after him. Bikky would always still have Dee.