Bon soir tout le monde. Thanks for your interest in this fiction. I am not used to writing like this, but for some reason I always have a load of weird ideas in my head. This is the only one I have ever written out though, so welcome to my world! I wanted to post this Sunday after reading other fictions for like an hour, but I was unable to submit my document. Never mind. That doesn't matter now. On with the chapter! (Gomen. I can't help but rant!)

One final note…this is rather hard to write since I can't seem to get Ryo and Dee (and anyone else for that matter) in character. Maybe it would be easier if I had stuck to the 'usual' boundaries of FAKE fiction. Oh well. No use in complaining now!

Chapter Three: Closer

Chew pencil. Six minutes. Finger hair. Four minutes. Listen to nagging psychiatrist. Thirty seconds.

"Diana…" Ted sighed, placing the wooden clipboard onto the table. "I know you don't like me bringing this issue up, but this is important."

The teen simply stared down at he nails, unwilling to comment. She knew why she was here, so why did people have to keep reminding her? It wasn't as if she was troublesome. Hell, she was an angel compared to some of the patients.

"What do you want me to say?" Diana muttered sadly. "It isn't my fault that I act that way without the meds."

"I never said it was. Diana, you're showing real improvement all the time. Honestly. Just the other day, Berkley told me…"

"Berkie! What did he say, my lil Berkie-kins?" Diana smiled suddenly.

"He said that…" Ted was interrupted again as Diana zoned out into her own world.

"Berkie loves me." She nodded, running a hand through her long, tousled blonde locks.

"Yes, Berkley does." Ted said darkly, looking at his chart for the next patient.

"What? You aren't talking about him again, are you?" Diana scowled, staring directly at the young psychiatrist.

"Diana…"

"Don't you dare. My Berkie is my Berkie. No one else." The teen stood up crossly. "Now if you don't mind, my appointment ended two minutes ago. I'll see you next week."

Dr. Ted, or Dr. T as most of the residents called him, sighed as Diana flounced off, slamming the door behind her. The 'Berkley' topic annoyed her far more than anything regarding her own condition. As she improved day by day, Berkley didn't seem to get better. And although there was nothing at all wrong with Berkley, Rose was an entirely different matter.

XOXOXOXOXOXO

"Dee likes Ryo a lot, doesn't he…?" J.J sighed, sprawled out on his bed. His head rested lightly in Drake's lap.

The older teen nodded, playing with stray strands of lavender hair.

"It's just…Ryo's only been here a little while, and Dee already seems to have opened up to him." J.J smiled as Drake's hands moved to his shoulders.

Hours had passed since dinner. J.J only hoped Dee was over the coke accident. Sometimes, Dee would stay annoyed over the little things for a long time. Well, if he was concerned anyway. The smaller teen wondered why Dee seemed to hate him so much.

Drake patted J.J's shoulder and looked at him with a heart-felt expression.

"He doesn't hate me?" J.J asked, with the taller teen shaking his head in return. "Well, I guess he just hates the attention then!"

Before Drake even had the chance to move, J.J pounced him, grinning like a maniac.

"Thanks Drake-Sempai. You always know how to cheer me up!" Snuggling up against Drake's chest, J.J sighed again, this time in content.

Drake looked down at the boy cuddling close to him, and wrapped his arms around the figure. In this sort of situation, with emotion buzzing around the whole room, you didn't need words.

XOXOXOXOXOXO

With the book safely back in his bag, Ryo decided to change for bed. Dee was currently sat in silence at his side of the room.

The darker teen wondered why his roommate hadn't answered his question. Yes, Ryo replied to him, but dismissed the real question. Obviously, that book was important to him, and Dee decided to respect his privacy. For now, anyway.

"Dee, I think I'm going to go to sleep now, okay?" Ryo announced suddenly. Dee looked up.

Ryo was a figure of beauty. The light hit him in all the right places, bringing out the golden tint to his natural hair colour, and making his pale face more heavenly than usual. His pyjamas hung loosely on his slender frame, and his dark eyes shone with a hint of tiredness. It was…amazing. Dee felt a little annoyed that he had missed the other teen change, but for a sight of this, it was worth it.

"Ryo…I…jeez…" Dee stammered, trying to think of a reason for keeping his roomie up a little longer.

"What is it Dee?" Ryo asked, putting Bikky in his lap and fondling the toys' blonde tufts of hair.

"I think you are…interesting." Dee, embarrassed by his own words, turned away for a second, preferring to straighten out his ruffled bed sheet.

"Interesting? What makes you say that?" Ryo decided to join Dee on his bed, but stopped just before it, worried of breaching Dee's personal space.

"It's okay, sit yourself down. There's room for two." Dee flashed his trademark grin. Ryo either didn't care, or failed to notice, because he simply sat down and gave no reaction. Dee thought it would be the latter for two reasons. One, he was worn out from the previous two days, and two, no one could resist the Laytner charm.

"So?"

"Oh, yeah. There's something about you, Ryo. You're mysterious and quiet. But not in a creepy way! You're really nice. And, I think. Well, I guess I like you." Dee smiled, his emerald eyes staring at Ryo as if he could see into the smaller boys' soul.

"You like me?" Ryo repeated, a slightly confused look on his face. He hadn't heard those words for a while. Then again, no one had recently shown him any kind of affection. It felt strange to hear this, but also nice. It was a warm and comforting feeling.

"I want to know more about you…" Dee's voice was a ghostly whisper. He leaned closer to Ryo, allowing their breaths to mingle at such close proximity.

Olive fingertips brushed pale ones in a calm and relaxing way, and time seemed to slow down. The atmosphere was enchanting.

For a moment, Ryo wished his conscience would crumble, shatter like ice. He wished his cold interior would be melted away by Dee's fire. But no. He smiled, and the wall remained intact.

"You will, Dee. But not tonight…"

And just like that, the spell was broken.

TBC…

XOXOXOXOXOXO

And that's where it ends! I was originally going to write more, but I have to be off the computer as soon as this is posted. I don't really like this chapter. Somehow, it doesn't express the feelings and emotions I wanted it to, but I really wanted to post in anyway. J.J is so OOC in this fic, it's unbelievable. I'll let you, the readers, decide how I did, but anyway…There seems to be something going on between J.J and Drake! I thought DeexRyo would steal the limelight. Oh well.

Before I go, I just want to say that most of my reviewers like RENT. What is that? I've never heard of it! I'd appreciate it if someone could tell me since I don't have the time to search for it myself. I'm curious!

See you next update,

Byezies!

Minako Angel out xxx