Okay, after four and a half years, I've finally updated! I had to read the whole story twice because I didn't remember who anyone was! This chapter is for all my older anime readers that never lost hope in an update, and for the new readers who are just starting to ready my stories. Better late than never :) Enjoy!
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Ted and Drake exchanged nervous glances while JJ hopped up and down, biting his lip so he wouldn't scream out at the sight of Dee. They all knew he was there and somehow managed to keep quiet until Rose was finished brainwashing Ryo.
"Tell him the truth, you son of a bitch," Dee growled.
Rose spun around. His eyes widened at what he saw. "You…you're supposed to be in lockup!"
Dee leaned up against the doorframe cockily, folding his arms. "Or so you thought. Tell him the truth."
Ted and Drake gulped nervously and slid away while JJ was too busy yanking on Dee's arm. Dee pushed him away with one arm, not caring that he met the wall across the isle face first. Dee's glare never left Berkeley.
"Forensics is going to match up the bullet with your gun, Rose." Dee stepped into the room. Rose's anger never left his face. "And when they do, you'll be in prison so fast, the door won't even have a chance to hit you in the ass."
Dee's voice was low and rough.
"You can't scare me, Laytner!"
"Is this true?" Ryo asked, looking as if he were on the verge of crying.
"Of course it's not true!" JJ said, bouncing back into the room. "Dee would never shoot anyone!"
For the first time in his life, Dee didn't feel the urge to push JJ off a cliff.
Rose carefully brushed a stray piece of hair from Ryo's face. Ryo met his eyes, which was strange. He looked like a little lost puppy. "The bullet was intended for me, but you saved me, Randy." Berkeley sounded convincing, which pissed Dee off.
Dee's blood boiled and his skin grew hot. His fist balled, desperately wanting to collide it with Berkeley's face.
"Why would he want to shoot you?" Ryo's voice was tired. His brain hurt trying to remember what happened, as well as trying to process what everyone was saying. So far, nothing rang a bell. He certainly didn't remember Dee having a gun, but recent flashes of Berkeley's smiling face came into his mind, as well as a small recollection of him loosening his tie and unbuttoning his shirt.
"He's jealous of what we have…" came Berkeley's soft, loving voice, making Dee sick to his stomach.
"You have nothing with him, you stupid fuck," Dee growled, jaw tightly clenched.
"Sure he does!" JJ said, still wanting Dee all to himself, but didn't think of the profound effect his words would have on this case. "You've been lovers since the dawn of time!"
Dee snapped. Instead of delivering a punch to Berkeley, which is where it should be going, he swung his arm around and smacked JJ square in the face, busting his nose on contact. Any ordinary person would be furious and probably throw a punch back, but not JJ. Instead, after the initial shock wore off that he was punched and his nose hurt like hell, his eyes watered. Stars danced within them.
"Oh, Dee…you really do love me," he said, throwing his hand over his mouth. "This is a blessing in disguise."
"It's one hell of a disguise," Dee muttered angrily, turning back to Berkeley and Ryo.
Dee froze when he met Ryo's eyes staring back at him. He looked so sad that it almost brought Dee to tears just looking at him.
"DEEEE!" JJ yelled out of the blue, throwing himself at him and kissing the back of his neck, one after the other. "It'sloveit'sloveit'slove!"
"JJ!" Dee yelled, pushing him away and then pointing to the door. He wasn't messing around. "Either convince Ryo that what you know about me is the truth, or get your fucking ass out of here," he hissed. "Touch me again, you die."
"Nice mouth," Rose said, holding Ryo's hand tighter.
"Oh blow me, you know that's how I always am. Stop putting on a show for him." Dee glanced over to Ryo. "I really hope your memory comes back." He then glared up at Rose, but continued talking to Ryo. "You might be what helps put this bastard behind bars."
The fact that Ryo knew Dee had helped him sort out the memories. He had no recollection of what happened before he was shot, but did know that Dee liked him. In fact, he admitted to loving him. That was one of his latest memories. But who know what could've happened after that? Maybe they had a fight and Ryo really did find the comfort in his boss' arms. Rose would do anything to get in his pants, but what if he really wasn't the manipulative bastard he made himself out to be? Dee could be using this to his advantage and acting like nothing bad happened between him. Maybe he was the one who was jealous and wanted to shoot Rose for taking Ryo on him.
All this pondering made Ryo's head hurt. No one noticed. Dee and Rose were too busy fuming at one another.
"Why don't you go home, Dee? Better yet, go get drunk. You function better that way."
Dee didn't want to leave the room for the fear that Rose would continue to brainwash Ryo, making it so he would be unable to retrieve his memories. If they were retrieved, they would be altered to a way that Rose seemed fit.
"Actually, better yet…" He reached into his inside breast pocket, "I think I'll inform the police that you've escaped custody and get you out of here that way."
When he pulled out his cell phone, Dee ripped it from his hand and threw it against the wall. The black device shattered into a million pieces.
"The only one who deserves to go behind bars is you, you bastard," Dee hissed.
Rose narrowed his eyes at Dee. His cell phone was the least of his worries. It appeared that the only way to get Dee out of there was to take him out himself. Since he had every authority to spin Dee around and cuff his hands behind his back, he didn't.
"DRAKE AND TED!" his voice roared, knowing his employees were out lingering in the hallway within earshot.
The two scurried down the hall and slid into the room, one after another. They tried to come in shoulder to shoulder, but the door was too narrow. JJ also came in, even though he wasn't called. Rose didn't need him if he wasn't on his side, but ignored him for now.
"Yes—" Drake started.
"—Boss," Ted finished.
"Go find that boy from Randy's apartment. I want him to come in here and tell Randy what he told you. And make it snappy."
The two scurried out so fast that they slid trying to get traction and almost slammed into one another. Rose glared at JJ, who was nervously twitching. He spoke to him once a doctor yelled at Drake and Ted to stop running in the hallway.
"S-Sir?" JJ prompted fretfully.
"Get your handcuffs out and take Dee out of here. I'll let you do the honors."
JJ clasped his hands together as hearts waved from the top of his head in slow motion like some lovesick cartoon comic character. "Oh wow…"
"I'm not going anywhere with him! I'm not leaving you here alone with Ryo, you—"
He stopped suddenly when JJ grabbed him by the wrist. "If you cooperate, I'll go easy on you," JJ purred, mouth inches away from Dee's ear.
"Fuck off!" he yelled, ripping his arm back.
"Stop!" Ryo shouted from the bed, apparently forgotten.
Everyone looked over at him.
"All of you, just leave," he said, throwing his hand to his forehead with a gentle moan. "I need sleep."
Reluctantly, they granted his request. JJ left first, followed by Rose, who made sure to promise Ryo that he wouldn't be too far. Dee followed behind him, glaring at the back of his head all the way to the waiting room.
Once they were there, Dee sat at the opposite end of the room, fists clenched at his lap. Rose always looked so damn smug, even now. He was so sure he was going to win Ryo over and that pissed Dee off with a flaming passion. Rose crossed his legs and leaned back into the chair with a satisfied sigh. That's when he met Dee's eyes for the first time since being out there.
"Got a problem?" he asked smugly, putting his hands behind his head to lean up against the wall.
"You won't win," was all that Dee said.
Rose chuckled. "I'm already half way there. Once they bring in that kid that hates your guts, Randy will know the truth. I'll also have him testify against you when this goes to court."
"Obviously you're not too threatened, or else you would have me locked up, asshole," he said, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees. "Having me here will only rouse up Ryo's mind and have him remember what happened faster."
"Actually…" Rose started, mimicking his position. "Him seeing you will help my story unfold. He'll believe it if he sees your face. It's all part of my master plan to get you out of his life so I can move in. And before you say it, we all use the same weapon in the precinct, Dee. They can easily match up my bullet to your gun."
"Every firearm is different. They match up the markings on the bullet with the inside of the gun. Once they analyze it, your ass is as good as gone."
"Since when did you become an expert in forensics?" he asked coldly.
"Since you thought I wasn't and could play this over on me like I was a moron. Go ahead and get Bikky's statement and hear how bad he hates my guts. He wasn't there when you shot Ryo so his avowal is shit. He can say what a jerk I am and how much he hates my guts, but whether or not I can shoot someone in the throws of passion, he won't be able to justify. Why don't you question his friend while you're at it. Her name is Carol. I'm sure she'll add to your devious plan."
Rose hummed in thought. "I think I will. If my useless lackeys ever come back with him. Although, if he knows you're here, he might come running in an instant to testify against you."
Dee felt the urge to punch the smirk off his face.
Suddenly, a handful of officers came through the sliding doors and into the lobby, looking around. Dee didn't recognize them, but had a feeling that they were here for him and felt the urge to hide. He ducked his head out of instinct.
"You got visitors," Rose said, standing. "Have fun in the slammer."
It was only a matter of time before they found Dee after he escaped custody.
The five uniforms stepped into the waiting room and Dee became so nervous that he couldn't even blink, but was puzzled when neither of them even looked at him. They were focused on Rose.
"Commissioner Berkeley Rose?" the one in charge asked, removing his sunglasses.
Rose's face grew serious. "Yes?"
"Place your hands behind your head, sir; you are under arrest for the attempted murder of Randy Maclean."
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