Disclaimer for FAKE

Fandom: FAKE

Pairing: Dee/Ryo

Rating: Work safe. Sorry. There might be some language though so I'm rating for that at the moment.

Spoilers: After Vol. 7

Timing: First year of being together. Just after the end of the last volume for sure. I think somewhere in the middle of May maybe since I want it to be spring. Probably just a couple of months after getting together.

Summary: Ryo goes out to shop and is suddenly snatched off of the streets. Will Dee be able to help his lover?

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of FAKE. They belong to Sanami Matoh. I'm just a poor fan fic writer.

A/N: I was on a small vacation to visit my mom when I finished this. She has no internet so I wasn't able to post it until now.

No more anal trying to get things right now. I'm finally at the part of the story we've all been waiting for. It's time for the drama and angst to begin. I've had one criticism and I'm sorry it took so long to get here but I can't write as much as I would want to so I had to stop in places that I wouldn't have normally stopped in if it weren't for my family. Plus, I'm trying to not be as wordy as I was before. That's probably another reason why my chapters came out the way they did. I'm a detail freak and that can be bad at times. So anyhoo, before I put my foot in my mouth, here's chapter 8. Hope you enjoy it. Reviews are so much love. Thank you.

Beted by: No one totally at the moment. Looked at by Vovo after it's up.

Trouble in Little New York Chapter 8

At nine a.m. the next morning, Ryo wakes from slumber first. He glances at his clock and smiles to himself since it's such a normal time to get up for the day. He carefully gets up from the bed, so as to not disturb the still slumbering Dee, goes quietly to the bathroom, trying to not wake Bikky up either, and begins to freshen up for the day. Back in the bedroom, he pulls clothes out of the closet and drawer and gets dressed in his undergarments first and then pulling on a pale yellow polo golf shirt (a present from some former girlfriend he can't even remember), a pair of crisp khaki pants, and a pair of dark brown, low heeled, boots. He wanders into the kitchen to see what kind of food is left for breakfast and comes across hardly enough for the three of them. He decides then to go down to the corner market to do some quick shopping. He starts the coffee pot that he already prepared in hopes that the alluring smell of coffee would wake Dee, leaves a quick note, grabs his wallet, cell phone, and keys and leaves the apartment.

Outside, Ryo picks up his pace in the mild spring morning and travels in the direction of the corner market that's about two blocks away. He doesn't notice that there are three men watching him from a parked car across the street from his apartment.

At the market, Ryo picks up some eggs, milk, sandwich meat, coffee, and some cinnamon rolls. Humming to himself, he carries his groceries in a brown paper bag as he makes the short trek back home. It's a beautiful spring day and even though there's the usual city noise and smells, he can still smell the new spring blooms, even over the exhaust of the cars, on the trees as he passes them by. Above the cacophony of horns honking and people yelling, he can even hear the sweet sounds of the birds chirping to each other as they arrive from their winter travels. He's fairly oblivious to anything around him. Back on his block, he makes his way to the steps of his apartment when a young black man of about twenty-three years of age steps out of the ally next to him with a worried look on his handsome, round face. In his hand is an empty dog leash.

"Excuse me, sir," he pants out quickly, "Could you please help me?"

Ryo takes a good look at the young man, from the corn rows in his hair to his neat long-sleeved shirt and to his clean and neat jeans and boots. He feels no threating presence from the individual and relaxes. "Sure, what can I do for you?"

The young man takes a deep breath and launches into his story, "I was walking my dog just now when a cat ran across our path and my dog tried to give chase. At first I was able to hold onto the leash and dog, but suddenly the ring that the leash was attached to broke from the collar and my dog took off after the cat, so I ran after them. My dog ran down into this alley and he must have bumped into some boxes because they all fell on top of him and I can't lift them by myself. That's why I need some help." He takes a few more breaths since all of this was said from the first breath.

At first Ryo is very sympathetic about the young man's plight until he sees the brown eyes shift ever so slightly to an anxious look and dart to a spot behind Ryo's shoulder before going back a worried look.

Ryo sets his bag of groceries on the steps to his apartment, puts one hand into his pocket, and takes a step towards the young man who then turns his back and heads into the alley. When he's certain that the man can't see him, and whoever it is in the streets has a bad angle to him, he whips out his cell phone, speed dials Dee's number and quickly shoves the phone back into his pocket. After about two rings he hears Dee's voice come onto the line and he quickly whispers into his pocket two words in Japanese "*Uruasai. **Ukeru." He hopes Dee hears him and remembers what the words mean.

On the other end of the line, Dee is trying to figure out what Ryo had just said to him when he hears another person's voice a little away from the phone in what sounds like a closed in area. He can just make out something about a dog being trapped under some boxes and then he hears Ryo's voice come to him clear.

"I can't hear any dog down there? Are you sure he just didn't get up and run away again?"

There were some more broken words from the other person that sounded like he was saying that the dog was hurt and whimpering from under the boxes.

Dee keeps the phone to his ear as he begins to get dressed hurriedly. While searching for his second boot, he hears Ryo cry out in distress only to and a half words, "What the fu_", then a groan, and finally a rustling thump as something or someone falls to the ground. He keeps from yelling out loud, in case the attacker is still around, as he finds his missing boot, shoves it onto his foot, and tears out of the apartment while hearing more voices saying to hurry and get the body into the car. The rest of the conversation is hurried and jumbled and mostly hushed, but by the sounds of things, they were moving fast to do their work. He practically jumps down the whole of the last flight of stairs and just as he's about to open the door, he hears tires squealing on the street from both the phone and outside. He gets out the door just in time to glimpse a car turning a corner at a high speed. He tries to run after it to catch the license plate number or even a color or the make and model of the car but he reaches the corner, he's already too late. The car was nowhere to be seen.

At first, all Dee could do was stand there, on the sidewalk, with a shocked look on his face. Then, as movement comes to his limbs, he sinks to his knees, still unable to utter any kind of sounds. Finally, someone bumps him in passing and he regains some sort of control of himself. He gets up, goes back to the apartment, and stops at the steps. He sees the bag of groceries that was left behind and he knows it's from Ryo. He picks up the bag and takes it upstairs.

By now Bikky is awake and coming out of the bathroom from putting some water on his face. He watches as Dee moves around the kitchen and notices that the perv seems to be a little distracted. He continues to watch from the living room as Dee puts the groceries away in their proper place, gets a bowl from the cabinet, a spoon from the drawer, some cereal from the pantry and the jug of milk from the fridge. He sits at the table and pours himself some cereal and as Dee passes him, he makes one of his usual retorts, "What's the matter, old man? Forgot how to cook?" When Dee doesn't answer him back, he gets up from the table and follows the man as he travels towards Ryo's bedroom. As he watches Dee open the door, he's able to catch a glimpse of his face and he realizes that something is terribly wrong. "What's going on, Dee?" he asks quietly.

Dee turns a blank stare, in a pale face, on the voice behind him and for almost a full minute, he stares past Bikky, not comprehending anything at all. Finally he mentally shakes himself back to reality and looks at the kid's face and realizes that his face must have shown quite a bit of his inner turmoil. He looks at the worried look on Bikky's face and thinks quick to keep the boy calm.

"Everything is fine," he lies, "I just have to go to the station for a while to ask Ted a question." He straightens his disheveled look and heads for the door again. "I set breakfast on the table," he says absently, not realizing that the boy already knew this, "Ryo should be home soon. He left a note saying that he was going to pick up a few things. I won't be long myself. See you soon."

"Yeah," is all Bikky says as he watches the door slam shut on Dee's back. But you already brought in the groceries and put them away, Dee, he thinks to himself, What are you hiding? He sits at the table again and finishes serving himself breakfast as he ponders the look he saw on Dee's face.

xxx

Driving like a bat out of hell, Dee heads to the 27th precinct, considering the traffic in the city, he's making good time. During the drive, he keeps the phone to his hear in hopes of getting an idea of Ryo's whereabouts. He hears a young man's voice speak after a short while, "Is he going to be alright?" He recognizes the voice as the same one asking for help with the dog. Then he hears a deeper voice respond to the question,

"Yes. He's just sleeping."

"What did you use to knock him out so fast?" the younger voice inquires.

"We used a horse tranquilizer," the deeper voice says after a pause, "We had to guess his ***BMI to give him the non-lethal dose. So far it seems to be working fine." The voice has an unpleasant smile sound to it.

Dee blanches at the new information he gets from the unknown people who have Ryo.

A new voice comes through the phone now. It's high and reedy sounding as it questions the others. "Why did we have to use the plastic restraints for his hands and legs if he's knocked out so soundly?"

The deeper voice gives a slight sigh as it replies with strained patience, "This man is a cop and we didn't want to take any chances of him waking up and fighting his way out of our possession. We've already searched his person and found his wallet, badge but no gun, which is unusual for a detective, but that's fine with me."

Damn it, Ryo. Why do you keep leaving your gun behind? Dee curses Ryo a bit for being so forgetful. Well, at least they don't have it. Plus, they didn't mention the phone so there's the possibility that they haven't found that either.

As Dee pulls into the garage of the precinct he hears some unusual noises on the other end of the phone. He hears a slight rustling sound that doesn't bode too well. He rushes past a bewildered Janet and Marianne at the front desk as he races up the stairs. The phone is still to his ear when he hears another kind of rustle and then a soft plop sound, no voices to say what's going on or to give any hints on their whereabouts. The only sounds that can be heard now are indistinct, random conversations that are muffled.

Dee barges into JJ and Drake's office first and his eyes search frantically for anyone that can help him. At first, the office is deserted, and he begins to turn to leave to find someone, Drake wanders in with two cups of coffee in his hands.

Drake takes one look at Dee and gets a confused look on his face. "Why are you here on your day off, Dee?" he inquires.

At first Dee's mouth is unable to utter any kind of sounds as his brain finally catches up to the fact that there was someone to talk to. Then, as his fists close up in frustration, he feels the hardness of his cell phone and finally the words are able to tumble out of his mouth. He gives Drake the quickest, but most extensive explanation of what has happened to Ryo.

Drake's eyes widen in disbelief and horror as the story comes from his co-worker's mouth. He sees the cell phone in Dee's hand still on as he sits down at his desk to try to comprehend what he's heard.

At the anxious sound in Dee's voice, Ted comes into the office to see what kind of problem was going on and he's followed shortly by JJ who's carrying a couple of bags from Hardees for lunch.

"What happened, Dee? Why are you so worked up?" Ted asks as he leans on the door frame. He watches JJ plop down at his desk and pass Drake a bag as he grabs his cup of coffee from the other man's desk.

Dee sighs in frustration as he looks at his friends with growing unease. "We have a big problem," he finally gets out again. He looks down at his cell phone, which is still on and producing only the same faint muffled conversations. "I think Ryo has been kidnapped. His phone is on because he called me but I can't hear any more sounds from it anymore except for random sounds and even those are muffled." He once again tells what has happened only a short time ago.

"Look," Drake finally speaks up after a few moments of silence from all members in the office. No one took their eyes off of Dee the entire time he spoke. "We'll get a tracking on Ryo's phone. We can find him. Even if the phone is not on him anymore, we can get to it so see what we can get off of it."

"Yeah, right." Dee finally sighs out as his head droops a bit from the days events. "Just make sure those people in tracking don't turn my phone off. We might be able to get some useful voices to help us out still."

While Dee hands Drake his phone, Ted gets onto the phone and calls down to Chief Smith's office and gives a brief description of what Dee has told him. JJ leaves the office to grab Dee a cup of coffee. About five minutes later the chief comes into the office with a worried expression on his worn face.

"Please tell me what has happened, Dee," he says quietly. He listens as Dee, once again, tells the story of what he's heard on the phone.

xxx

A couple of hours later, the quartet of men are on the road with a lead on the tracking of Ryo's phone. Dee and Ted are in one car and JJ and Drake are following behind in another car. Dee's phone is still on and he can still hear the muffled talk going on from Ryo's phone. The signal from Ryo's phone hasn't moved in a long time and all four men are hoping that wherever the phone is, Ryo will be there too, unharmed. There's silence in Ted's car as he drives with Dee in the passenger seat. He takes a quick glance at his friend and, for a split second, sees the look of a lover's grief flash across Dee's face before disappearing behind a blank mask. He keeps his mouth shut and continues to drive.

Finally they come to the address from the tracking and end up at the corner of 135th and Amsterdam in Manhattan. The two cars are parked and all four men pile out to begin a survey of the area. The people around are busy in their own worlds hurrying along to their destinations. Most of them on a cell phone in some way or another. Dee puts his phone up to his ear to listen to anything that might help find the other phone or even Ryo.

Drake and JJ goes to the stoplight at the corner and begin to converse in low tones as they search around for anything helpful.

"Why on earth would anyone want to kidnap that stuffy old Ryo anyway?" JJ says as he and Drake pass by a trash can. "I mean really. That man is always worrying about something useless."

Suddenly Dee comes up behind JJ with a miffed expression on his face and he opens his mouth to question the younger man when a thought suddenly pops up into his head. "I actually heard you, JJ. I wasn't even close enough to hear you and I heard you clearly. Say something else." His eyes are wide with excitement.

"Anything for you, Mr. Sexy." JJ says with wide sparkling eyes. "What would you like me to say?"

Dee begins to look around the area that they're standing in to see why he can hear the annoying voice so well. "Hey you guys," he says with an aggravated sound to his voice, "Let's start looking. I can hear everything we're saying on my phone."

Another quick scan of the area tells the four men that Ryo is defiantly not in the area. The search begins to get a little more frantic as the other phone cuts off suddenly and no one can be heard any longer from Dee's phone. Finally JJ comes up to the trash can and he peers inside cautiously.

"Damn I hope the phone is not in there," he states as he wrinkles his nose from the foul smells that rise.

Dee comes up next to the other man and peers into the trash can as well. He then pulls out a pair of gloves that he stuffed into his pocket before leaving the precinct and unwillingly plunges is hand inside. He carefully rummages around the top layer of trash and is thankful that it's only newspapers. Just under the papers, he finally spies Ryo's phone on top of a box of discarded box of chocolates. For some reason, seeing this almost sends him into tears but he holds his emotions in check as he picks up the now silent device. Ted comes up next to him with a plastic bag already opened and the phone is placed carefully inside.

Silently, the four detectives head back to their cars and solemnly head back to the precinct.

More A/N: Special thanks must go to Vovo for all the help she's able to give me through her busy schedule. And also to yannoe-san for sticking with me all the way with this story. And more thanks for those who stumble across this story and leave me reviews. It keeps me going on and on.

OMG what have I done to poor Ryo? It's horrible! I miss him already. I'm so naughty :D

*Urusai- Shut up

**Ukeru- Listen

***BMI- Body Mass Index