Ryo had no idea how long he had fallen asleep for, but awoke immediately to
the sound of his phone ringing. He turned on the lamp on the nightstand and
checked the caller id. It was Cal's number. Just as his hand had been
placed on the phone, it had stopped ringing and the answering machine
clicked on. It ended up being Bikky, asking if he was okay, mainly just
checking in like he normally did. Ryo just smiled to himself. He was so
lucky to have someone that developed from a punky street kid to a happy,
loving teenager. But even though he tried to get his mind off of things,
Dee kept coming back into the picture. He was even in his dreams for the
short time he had fallen asleep. Where was he? What was he doing? Was he
thinking about the situation?
Ryo sighed and lay back down onto his pillow, arm covering over his eyes.
"Will I ever be good enough for him?"
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"Will I ever be good enough for him?" Dee asked in a mutter to several pairs of ears, over his fourth drink at the now filled bar. The bartender had been listening in eagerly at his self-conversation, but got a side of the story after he had started asking questions.
"Bummer. Your lover's going with the commish while you get stuck with no job," he said, nodding. "Tough call."
"But why go to that guy? I mean, there are plenty of single people in this world," the man to the left of him had said.
Dee shook his head. "No way. Ryo's the one. It was love at first sight. I'm not about to give him up for the next bum that comes my way, looking for a good night."
"Looks like you already did, bud," the guy from the right voiced next. "He's goin' with that commish guy."
"Over my dead body," Dee muttered, pushing his glass forth, asking for another drink with body language.
The bartender shook his head, taking the glass anyway.
"No more for you. That's your fourth one. Go home and get some rest."
Dee growled and reached into his pocket, pulling out and slapping a fifty- dollar bill upon the tabletop.
"Convincing enough for ya?" he asked in a just beginning slur.
Everyone watched the bartender to see what he'd do. He rather "hesitantly" took the fifty bucks and gave Dee what he had paid for.
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Ryo had just gotten out of the shower and towel-dried his hair when the front door was knocked on. Telling them to hold on a minute, he dried his still tear streaked face and threw loose black pants and a shirt on. Giving his face one last rub, he walked to the door.
"Hold on," he said, fumbling with the door locks, obviously still not totally with it.
The door opened the rest of the way by itself and the person that graced his presence was none other than Berkeley Rose.
"Hi Ryo. I just came over to see if you needed anything."
Ryo lowered his head. "Oh...no. No I'm okay. Just a little tired I guess."
"Mind if I come in? I don't think we can have a conversation with me standing in the doorway."
Ryo nodded without thinking and let Rose enter. Rose never took his eyes off Ryo, smile disappearing as his eyes were sealed to Ryo's face. There was no doubt in Ryo's mind what he was looking at, and looked away.
"It's...nothing," he said, walking away. Rose followed him like a puppy.
"It doesn't look like nothing. Did that asshole hit you?" he asked with the most chilling, serious voice that Ryo had ever heard. It made him freeze.
Ryo's back was still turned to him. He slouched his shoulders and lowered his head with a sigh. "No. It was from our last case. Someone...got physical with me, that's all."
Rose let out a throated growl. "I didn't see it before. I'm not stupid. I know EXACTLY what happened. Where is he?!"
Ryo's heart beat loudly in his chest. He knew that if Rose got a hold of him, he would be torn to shreds.
"I...I don't know," Ryo said honestly, still not facing him.
Rose let out a louder snarl and towered over Ryo. Ryo felt him breathing down his neck.
"Don't lie to me."
Ryo closed his eyes as Rose's hands clamped his wrists lightly and slowly moved their way upwards.
"I care about you a lot Ryo. More than words can say. Please get your mind off Dee. He's gone and not coming back. Your face shows it all. He doesn't care."
Ryo's eyes flew open as he felt Rose's warm lips at his neck.
"I remember we tried to do this before, but Dee threw himself into my office," he said in a beginning husky voice. Ryo groaned almost silently as he arched his neck slowly. Normally he wouldn't be this easy, but hard times call for desperate measures. He wanted nothing more than to be in someone's embrace right now. Dee found no more use for him, he made that perfectly clear.
He felt Rose's finger gently caress the area on his cheek where his forming bruise was taking place.
"You would never have to worry about me getting physical on you, Ryo," he whispered into his ear, driving his tongue slowly over the edge. "I want nothing more than for you to be happy."
Rose's right hand traveled slowly down Ryo's side, brushing his hand over his, enlacing fingers, while the other hand still remained at the bruise. Ryo tightened his shivering body as Rose lightly tapped his lips over the bruise, touching his skin with just the tip of his moistened tongue.
"You okay with this?" Rose asked in his deep, rough voice that would make anyone go weak at the knees. "I wouldn't ever want to do anything that make you feel uncomfortable, Ryo."
Ryo's eyes were now shut, and his mouth let out tiny moans of the joy of someone being close to him, giving him love and warmth.
Ryo's silence Rose assumed meant he wanted everything he could offer him, just too nervous to say so. He took the closed eyes and the soft moans as a hint. Smirking evilly, he traced his tongue around his ear, yet again, and dipped the tip inside his ear, extracting a tiny flinch from Ryo.
Rose took both hands back and turned Ryo's head to the side, kissing him fully on the lips. Ryo's eyes sprang open on contact, letting out a tiny moan of protest, but never actually physically pushed him back or even looked as if he was resisting. Rose smiled mentally and traveled his right hand down past Ryo's chest to his outer thigh.
"If you let me, I can show you what you've been missing all this time," he whispered lustfully, taking advantage of Ryo's parted lips, claiming every inch of the man's mouth. "Don't be afraid to let me show you."
Ryo felt his knees weaken. Rose had said things that Dee repeated to him over and over again, but for some reason, Ryo's mind was completely oblivious to the world around him as Rose threw every ounce of dramatic passion he could through a single kiss. He was obviously very experienced and knew how to please.
When Ryo lightly responded to the kiss, Rose's fingers slowly brushed across his leg, making themselves busy, fingering Ryo's inner thigh, brushing up against his slowly hardening member purposely, causing the young detective to flinch and break the kiss. He stared back into Rose's licentious eyes, seeing only his frightened reflection. He broke out of his tender grasp and now faced him, breathing a little heavier than normal.
"What are you doing?" he respired.
Rose took it upon himself to remove his jacket and loosen his tie. "Isn't it obvious? I want to show you how much I love and appreciate you, Randy Maclean."
Before Ryo even had a chance to react, Rose allowed himself to whisk him off into his bedroom, not saying a word, only uttering words of resist, but not putting them into play, letting Rose do whatever he pleased.
You don't love me, Ryo thought; you're only doing this to get back at Dee! I don't want this. I don't! Dee, wherever you are, please come back before it's too late!
Ryo sighed and lay back down onto his pillow, arm covering over his eyes.
"Will I ever be good enough for him?"
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"Will I ever be good enough for him?" Dee asked in a mutter to several pairs of ears, over his fourth drink at the now filled bar. The bartender had been listening in eagerly at his self-conversation, but got a side of the story after he had started asking questions.
"Bummer. Your lover's going with the commish while you get stuck with no job," he said, nodding. "Tough call."
"But why go to that guy? I mean, there are plenty of single people in this world," the man to the left of him had said.
Dee shook his head. "No way. Ryo's the one. It was love at first sight. I'm not about to give him up for the next bum that comes my way, looking for a good night."
"Looks like you already did, bud," the guy from the right voiced next. "He's goin' with that commish guy."
"Over my dead body," Dee muttered, pushing his glass forth, asking for another drink with body language.
The bartender shook his head, taking the glass anyway.
"No more for you. That's your fourth one. Go home and get some rest."
Dee growled and reached into his pocket, pulling out and slapping a fifty- dollar bill upon the tabletop.
"Convincing enough for ya?" he asked in a just beginning slur.
Everyone watched the bartender to see what he'd do. He rather "hesitantly" took the fifty bucks and gave Dee what he had paid for.
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Ryo had just gotten out of the shower and towel-dried his hair when the front door was knocked on. Telling them to hold on a minute, he dried his still tear streaked face and threw loose black pants and a shirt on. Giving his face one last rub, he walked to the door.
"Hold on," he said, fumbling with the door locks, obviously still not totally with it.
The door opened the rest of the way by itself and the person that graced his presence was none other than Berkeley Rose.
"Hi Ryo. I just came over to see if you needed anything."
Ryo lowered his head. "Oh...no. No I'm okay. Just a little tired I guess."
"Mind if I come in? I don't think we can have a conversation with me standing in the doorway."
Ryo nodded without thinking and let Rose enter. Rose never took his eyes off Ryo, smile disappearing as his eyes were sealed to Ryo's face. There was no doubt in Ryo's mind what he was looking at, and looked away.
"It's...nothing," he said, walking away. Rose followed him like a puppy.
"It doesn't look like nothing. Did that asshole hit you?" he asked with the most chilling, serious voice that Ryo had ever heard. It made him freeze.
Ryo's back was still turned to him. He slouched his shoulders and lowered his head with a sigh. "No. It was from our last case. Someone...got physical with me, that's all."
Rose let out a throated growl. "I didn't see it before. I'm not stupid. I know EXACTLY what happened. Where is he?!"
Ryo's heart beat loudly in his chest. He knew that if Rose got a hold of him, he would be torn to shreds.
"I...I don't know," Ryo said honestly, still not facing him.
Rose let out a louder snarl and towered over Ryo. Ryo felt him breathing down his neck.
"Don't lie to me."
Ryo closed his eyes as Rose's hands clamped his wrists lightly and slowly moved their way upwards.
"I care about you a lot Ryo. More than words can say. Please get your mind off Dee. He's gone and not coming back. Your face shows it all. He doesn't care."
Ryo's eyes flew open as he felt Rose's warm lips at his neck.
"I remember we tried to do this before, but Dee threw himself into my office," he said in a beginning husky voice. Ryo groaned almost silently as he arched his neck slowly. Normally he wouldn't be this easy, but hard times call for desperate measures. He wanted nothing more than to be in someone's embrace right now. Dee found no more use for him, he made that perfectly clear.
He felt Rose's finger gently caress the area on his cheek where his forming bruise was taking place.
"You would never have to worry about me getting physical on you, Ryo," he whispered into his ear, driving his tongue slowly over the edge. "I want nothing more than for you to be happy."
Rose's right hand traveled slowly down Ryo's side, brushing his hand over his, enlacing fingers, while the other hand still remained at the bruise. Ryo tightened his shivering body as Rose lightly tapped his lips over the bruise, touching his skin with just the tip of his moistened tongue.
"You okay with this?" Rose asked in his deep, rough voice that would make anyone go weak at the knees. "I wouldn't ever want to do anything that make you feel uncomfortable, Ryo."
Ryo's eyes were now shut, and his mouth let out tiny moans of the joy of someone being close to him, giving him love and warmth.
Ryo's silence Rose assumed meant he wanted everything he could offer him, just too nervous to say so. He took the closed eyes and the soft moans as a hint. Smirking evilly, he traced his tongue around his ear, yet again, and dipped the tip inside his ear, extracting a tiny flinch from Ryo.
Rose took both hands back and turned Ryo's head to the side, kissing him fully on the lips. Ryo's eyes sprang open on contact, letting out a tiny moan of protest, but never actually physically pushed him back or even looked as if he was resisting. Rose smiled mentally and traveled his right hand down past Ryo's chest to his outer thigh.
"If you let me, I can show you what you've been missing all this time," he whispered lustfully, taking advantage of Ryo's parted lips, claiming every inch of the man's mouth. "Don't be afraid to let me show you."
Ryo felt his knees weaken. Rose had said things that Dee repeated to him over and over again, but for some reason, Ryo's mind was completely oblivious to the world around him as Rose threw every ounce of dramatic passion he could through a single kiss. He was obviously very experienced and knew how to please.
When Ryo lightly responded to the kiss, Rose's fingers slowly brushed across his leg, making themselves busy, fingering Ryo's inner thigh, brushing up against his slowly hardening member purposely, causing the young detective to flinch and break the kiss. He stared back into Rose's licentious eyes, seeing only his frightened reflection. He broke out of his tender grasp and now faced him, breathing a little heavier than normal.
"What are you doing?" he respired.
Rose took it upon himself to remove his jacket and loosen his tie. "Isn't it obvious? I want to show you how much I love and appreciate you, Randy Maclean."
Before Ryo even had a chance to react, Rose allowed himself to whisk him off into his bedroom, not saying a word, only uttering words of resist, but not putting them into play, letting Rose do whatever he pleased.
You don't love me, Ryo thought; you're only doing this to get back at Dee! I don't want this. I don't! Dee, wherever you are, please come back before it's too late!