Ohayo minna-san! And thank you to Tiki-san for the reminder of how to spell Bikky... I tend to do stupid things like that lol. I'll try to work on my grammar... it's usually pretty good, but as of late, I've been immensely tired. Don't worry, I'm not mad, I don't hate you. That was really the only nice criticism I've ever gotten... Usually people say they're nice, but aren't. So no worries there. Getbackers? Never heard of it... Sorry for the short chapter, here's the next one!

Chapter 4

Bikky wrapped his arms around one of Ryo's and Duet did the same to Dee as they walked out of the building, heading for Ryo's nice new car.

"Too bad about your old car..." Dee informed Ryo and shook his head.

"Yeah, it was a slightly damaged in the..." Ryo started.

"Slightly? That's like saying your gunshot wounds were nothing!" Dee practically growled at Ryo, which made the poor blonde blush.

"Well, I was fine, and more worried about Duet than anything!" Ryo fidgeted and then glanced to Duet and Dee, laughing when he saw them rough housing.

Duet had Dee in a headlock and was giving him a Dutch Rub. Bikky was cheering and Dee was trying in vain to get out of the lock.

"Okay, that's enough Duet, no more for him okay?" Ryo asked, still laughing, trying not to embarrass Dee any more.

"Aw... but Ryo!" Duet whined, looking like a kicked puppy.

Ryo waggled his finger at Duet and fixed him with a mock glare. "No buts mister. We need to get going now."

Duet finally released Dee and pretended to pout all the way to the car. He ended up making Ryo feel sorry for him and Ryo let him sit in the front seat with him. This in turn made Dee pout for real.

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"Thanks Ryo, lunch was great!" Bikky smiled as he got out of the car.

"Yeah, thanks for the ride too!" Duet mimicked Bikky and waved as he got out too.

Ryo and Dee drove off into the distance and the two boys made their way slowly into the school, discussing random things. They got into their class just as the final warning bell rang and listened to the teacher ramble on.

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"Okay class, you're dismissed. And I need to see you right now Mr. McLean." The teacher motioned towards Duet with his fingers.

"Okay sir!" Duet nodded and then waved Bikky off. "Go, I'll meet up with you outside okay?"

Bikky nodded but dropped his voice to a whisper. "Be careful... My friend Carol says he's a pervert..."

"Right. Later." Duet just smiled at Bikky and waited until the blonde was out of the hallway before walking up to the teacher. "What do you want 'sir'?" He ground out, stressing his last word.

"Grapevine says you've been taken off market." The teacher sneered, his eyes gleamed with a sick light that Duet was sure wasn't the fluorescents.

"Yeah, you've heard correctly, may I go now?" He fidgeted slightly in his spot, trying to keep his distance.

"You know how it always pays to have friends in high places yes?" Again, the sneer made Duet uncomfortable.

"As you must know via grapevine, I've been taken in by the police." He averted his gaze from the teacher's, but kept his guard up. "And they're bound to get worried if I don't show up soon."

"That's okay. What I want will only take a few seconds."

Duet stiffened quickly, his eyes bore straight into the taller man's and he glared.

"I gave that up you asshole! I'm never letting..." Before he could finish, the teacher had grabbed his arm and held it firmly.

"I'm warning you boy. Like I said, friends in high places are a great advantage. You should have told your friend to go on with out you, now he's a liability."

"What? You leave Bikky the hell alone!" He whispered fiercely, trying in vain to wrench his arm from the poisonous grasp of the teacher. "Let me go!"

Now the teacher laughed and then smirked maniacally. "No can do Duet. It's either me, or he gets hurt."

The boy stopped struggling, put his head down and breathed a sigh of despair.

"Hurry up or the cops will get worried."

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"Oi, Duet, took you long enough!" Bikky crowed, then he noticed the look on Duet's face. "What's wrong?"

Duet looked up and fixed a smile on his face that didn't reach his eyes. "I'm fine, he just said that I might have to stay after school some days to get help with my math and all."

"What? That sucks man, I thought you were good at math..."

"So did I... Apparently I'm not." Duet shrugged, then stopped and rubbed his shoulder.

"Are you okay?" Bikky asked, worried again.

"I'm fine!" He said in a mock-exasperated tone. "I think that jock hit me a little harder than I anticipated during gym class."

"Oh, okay." Bikky smiled and then tugged at the boys sleeve and pulled him towards the door. "Let's go, Ryo's expecting us."

"Right, but first, where were you those nights that I first arrived?"

"I was visiting my friends, you know, sleeping over and all. Now let's hurry up! Ryo's not that bad of a cook."

The two laughed and ran towards their home, Duet limping slightly.

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"Ryo! We're home!" Bikky yelled into the house and dropped his backpack at the doorway. "Where are you?"

The two paused in front of Ryo's closed door, hearing giggles and the like coming from behind the wooden entrance. Bikky was about to go in when Duet clamped his hand over Bikky's mouth and held his arms to his sides and dragged him off to the kitchen.

"Okay, since they're busy, we can cook." He smiled cheerily at the goggling boy and started to pull down food items from the cupboards and turned on the stove.

"But I don't know how to cook..." Bikky complained.

"Then consider this your first lesson!" He cheered again and put together the ingredients to make spaghetti and meatballs.

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"You know, I think I heard them come home a while ago Dee..." Ryo spoke up, nearly stuttering in his words.

"That's okay, they can wait." Dee murmured, continuing to make his way down Ryo's throat with his lips.

"I smell food, come on, get off." Ryo resorted to whining and his pig puppy eyes.

"Oh damn it, fine. Let's go." Dee grumbled and got up, leading the blond out of the room.

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"I see you two finally finished up. Bikky was beginning to worry about you." Duet called from the kitchen as he heard the door open. "Hurry up, it'll get cold if you don't."

They two adults jogged into the kitchen and looked upon the table in amazement. On the table were three plates of spaghetti, a few loaves of garlic bread and milk in three glasses. Bikky sat in a chair and glared at Dee for all he was worth.

"How'd you get him to sit down?"

"It's easy. I showed him a little respect and he did the same. It's really funny how far integrity goes isn't it?" Duet smirked and leered at Dee. "Besides, I told him I'd poison his food if he didn't wait."

The two sniggered and then sat down to the delicious meal in front of them. After a few moments, Ryo noticed that Duet hadn't joined them.

"Have you eaten yet Duet?" He questioned, trying not to be too forthcoming.

"No. In my culture, the one who cooks eats last all the time. It's respectful to elders, and shows my appreciation to the spirits who grant us food."

Everyone raised an eyebrow and stared at him.

"What?" He asked incredulously. "I'm native American okay? It's normal to have respect for those who are older."

"That's okay then I suppose. But you could sit with us while we eat you know, join in the conversation." Dee implored, gesturing to the available seat.

"Okay. But Bikky's doing the dishes."

Bikky looked up from his food and glared at Duet, but keeping his mouth shut.

"All's fair in food and dishes Bikky!" He giggled and sat down.

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Well... That was a little odd... must change the rating now... Tell me how it was!