Disclaimer for FAKE

Fandom: FAKE

Pairing: Dee/Ryo

Rating: Lemon. Really not work safe. Please don't open this at work or around kids. Explicit rape scene.

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: Now Dee and Bikky are without Ryo and Dee is doing everything he can think of just to track his lover down. Ryo is in an unknown location and things are about to get real nasty for him.

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

A/N: Okay now, here we go. Now I have to be mean to our poor Ryo. Sorry about this everyone. But you know how a story like this should end, right? That's all the notes I seem to have for once.

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

I had to clean this up slightly due to Fan Fiction getting more fickle. If you want to see the whole lemon scene, you can go to my Live Journa page and find me as stallianna.

Trouble in Little New York Chapter 9

Ryo slowly regains consciousness, but his brain remains befuddled and confused. At first he takes a deep breath and is hit with unfamiliar smells. As his ears begin to process the unfamiliar sounds, his eyes snap open and he's fully alert to see an unfamiliar ceiling with dark stains that look like they could have been made from water. He tries to move his head to one side only to wince in pain, the same results occur when he moves to the other side. He finally concludes that he can move his head in either direction. Next he tries to sit up, but he's unable to. At first he begins to panic, but his training brings him back to himself and he begins to analyze the reason for the immobility. First, he tries his hands, which are above his head and he feels the pull of something strong, yet soft, keeping them in place by his wrists. Next, he checks his legs, which are spread slightly apart and tied, by the ankles, to the foot of the bed that he's lying on, by the same material as his hands. The feeling of being exposed like this makes him worried so he lifts his head, ignoring the pain in his neck, to see what the situation of his feet is like.

What Ryo sees makes him let out a soft groan of disbelief escape his lips. His feet are tied to the footboard, expertly, in what appears to be a white silk rope. He can only assume that his hands are in the same condition. But what makes him most worried now is that his entire body is naked.

Finally Ryo begins to take damage assessments on himself to the best of his ability. First he tries to look over as much of his body as he can to see if there's any kind of marks on his bare flesh. When he's happy to not see anything, he begins to carefully wiggle his body around on the hard mattress to feel for any kind of pain from bruises or lacerations. When he's convinced that there's nothing wrong with him on his back he then takes up the final check of his buttocks to make sure he wasn't violated while being knocked out. He clenches the muscles of his anus and breaths out a sigh of relief when he's not greeted with pain. He's completely intact for the moment but he wonders how long that might last.

As Ryo lies on the bed, he hears muffled voices in a different room behind a door that he can't see. At first they're soft and conversational until a cell phone rings. The owner of the phone answers, says a quick goodbye and begins to speak to the other person again. Now the voices become more agitated and a little louder so Ryo strains his ears to hear what's being said.

"The boss…," he misses the name of the individual they're talking about, "coming. He wants to know…" more of the conversation is lost, "to hurry. He'll be here in fifteen minutes."

Suddenly, the door opens and two men walk into the room. When they come into view, Ryo blinks in surprise as he recognizes one of the men. It was the young black man with the handsome round face and cornrows in his hair. He notices that not once the young man looks at him.

The second man that comes into the room is a skinny white young man of about the same age as his partner. He has dirty blond hair that looks greasy and unwashed. His washed out blue eyes stare piercingly at Ryo as he assesses the captive. His gaunt face and sharp cheekbones surround the clear and alert eyes. His clothes are wrinkled and stained and his posture is slightly hunched. When he speaks, it's in a high, reedy sounding voice. "It's good that you finally woke up, pig," he snarls, "You get to meet the boss shortly." He smiles in a snarling way and though his teeth are straight and even, they're yellowed and stained. He moves to the foot of the bed with his partner and waits for the arrival of his higher in command.

Fifteen agonizing minutes pass and then voices are heard behind the closed door. There's muffled courses of greetings to an individual. The skinny white man looks at Ryo and grins his ugly yellow snarl, but otherwise is quiet. His partner continues to keep his gaze straight ahead.

A couple of long minutes pass again and then the door finally opens, then closes and footsteps bring a figure into view of Ryo. His eyes widen in shock at what he sees before him.

A man of about 6'2" and 31 years old stands next to the bed. The man is of mixed decent and he has a very nice skin complexion with no blemishes. He has dark brown hair that looks as if it could be a frizzy tangle of mess if not taken care of properly. But this man has made sure that his hair is not the tangled, lion's mane mess it's capable of becoming. Instead, it falls in beautiful ringlets down to his shoulders. His angular face holds beautifully chiseled cheekbones and there's a small visible cleft in his slightly rounded chin. Behind his rectangular glasses are very slightly slanted eyes the color of hazel brown with blue gray around the outer edges. He's wearing a very expensive designer suit in a very nice shade of light brown with no stripes and a white tie on a tan shirt. Even under the suit, one can tell that this man has a well-toned, muscular body that has been trained in a couple of different arts and that it's capable to kill. Even in the beautiful eyes is the look of a person who has seen death and has also helped in the cause. His feet are incased in expensive dark brown low heeled boots and they have a pleasant click on the hardwood floor as he walks around the bed. The handsome man gives a toothy smile that shows even, white teeth. The smile, however, is not warm and inviting. His eyes begin to wander over the body on the bed.

Ryo begins to blush under the stare as he tries to shrink away from predatory glare in the unique eyes.

When the man speaks, his voice is a rich tenor that it could melt any woman's heart, or man for that matter, if he were gay or bi. It sounds warm and inviting, but that's made completely false due to the cold and piercing look in the eyes.

"Good evening, detective," he begins, "Oh yes, I know what you are," his cold smile widens a bit more as he sees Ryo visibly gulp at the statement, "Now for the introductions. My name is Eric Gray and I run this organization. We're called the Scythes."

Ryo's eyes widen at the sound of the name. This is the same crime vindicate he's been tracking for some time. He's even been able to put a few of its members behind bars. He keeps his mouth shut, however, because he wants to hear what else Eric has to say.

Eric doesn't miss the fact that his captive recognizes the name of his gang. Instead of commenting on this, he continues his story. "Now I must admit that we're not the biggest gang in New York, but we do have members in all five boroughs. What I like most about this group is that we're multiracial. For whatever the reason, all nationalities seem to be interested in joining with me. Maybe it's because I'm a mixed person as well with all kinds of nationalities in me as well. Who knows for sure. We dabble in a little of everything life has to offer. From prostitutes to drugs and thievery and even kidnapping if it comes down to it. My subordinates are good at following orders and no one has ever backed talked about what job they get. They're really good people for me." After this last statement, Eric's voice becomes hard and cold and his eyes glitter dangerously behind the glasses. "Let me tell you why you're here, naked and tied up to a bed, detective," he begins, "I'm sick and tired of the way you're going around and locking my best men up behind bars. I'm now currently working on inexperienced individuals, hoping that I can come up with something decent from these lazy fucks," he sneers now at Ryo, "I've set my men up to watch you come and go from your apartment," he smiles wickedly when he sees Ryo's skin pale from the news, "and when I finally laid eyes on you, I knew that I wanted to extract my revenge on you personally."

Even though Ryo shows no emotion on his face, his entire body is shaking like a leaf as the thought of this man and his cronies watching him when he never knew about them. Well at least they didn't harm Bikky while I was on vacation, he thinks to himself. I just hope that they know nothing about the boy at all.

Eric stares at the emotionless face and begins to get angry at the prisoner for not begging for his life or even asking any questions, but then he takes a closer look into the dark eyes and sees that there are all kinds of emotions going through them along with thoughts that go unspoken. He calms down with this knowledge and then looks at the two men still standing at the foot of the bed. "Turn him around onto his stomach and then leave us alone," he orders.

The two men quickly go to work to flip Ryo from his back to his stomach. The ropes are tied in such a way that they didn't need to be untied to do this task. Once they were done, they both leave out of the small room and close the door behind them with an ominous click.

How on earth did they flip me around when my arms and legs are still tied up? Ryo wonders to himself at first until he realizes what just happened. I'm completely vulnerable now. Oh god, help me. His heartbeat begins to hammers painfully in his chest and he begins to panic again. It takes almost all of his control to keep his breathing in order. He turns his head as best as he can to see where Eric has gone and then his whole body goes cold at his next sight.

Eric begins to loosen his tie as he removes his jacket which he places on a chair out of Ryo's line of vision. He smiles in an almost pleasant way as he looks down at Ryo's face to see the shock and horror upon it. "You see, it's like this," he begins to make a speech, "I'm really not happy at all about my best men being in prison like this. In fact, I'm down right furious," he glares at Ryo for a quick moment, "Some of them are too good looking to be able to fend off that rabble for too long and I know what will happen when the inmates gather together in order to have their way with the other inmates. Since I know what's to come to my men, I'm going to show you the same kind of treatment that they'll most likely to receive," he chuckles lightly at the slight intake of breath from Ryo and continues with his plans, "Don't worry my dear detective, I'm not going to use any of those horrendous tools that inmates use on each other in a gang rape, but I will, instead, use myself to set an example."

During this speech, Ryo watches as Eric strips off his shirt to reveal a toned chest and abdomen along with muscular arms. He continues to watch in horror as Eric removes his trousers and lets them fall to the floor as he shows off his equally muscular thighs and calves.

Eric then picks up his other discarded clothes off of the floor and moves out of sight for a moment only to return with nothing on but a pair of white briefs. The bulge in these briefs is very impressive. Finally he removes these and he smiles wickedly as he watches the shock grow on Ryo's face as he sees the already erect penis. "Let the lesson begin," he says almost calmly as he moves forward.

Ryo begins to squirm in his bonds, trying so hard to escape, but to no avail. "Please!" he hollers out, "Don't do this!" He tries to fight harder when he feels Eric's strong hands grab his hips. Tears begin to roll down his face as he cries out for the other man to stop as he feels his hips being forced into the air, making his ass even more vulnerable to the man who wishes to defile him.

Eric laughs cruelly and speaks in a throaty voice, "You're actually a very beautiful man, detective. It's such a shame that you're a cop and not one of us."

"Please," Ryo begs again, "Don't do this to me. Please let me go." He feels the extra weight on the bed as he continues to cry out. When he feels Eric's legs on either side of his body, he cries out even louder, "Please! Don't let this happen to me!"

Eric has no more words for Ryo as he begins to mount him. He chuckles savagely at the crying and begging coming from the man beneath him. Then he roughly spreads the pale cheeks apart to find the sweet opening he so desires to fuck. He ignores further pleas from his captive as he prepares to enter him without any kind of preparation or lubricant. He very much wanted this cop to understand how angry he is about the situation that his men were going to be in. And he was going to enjoy himself during the process.

Ryo sobs hard into the pillow as he feels the tip of Eric's head push past his anus. Suddenly he hollers out in Japanese, "*Yameru!" over and over. And then, without warning, Eric plunges all the way in, making him scream the same word at the top of his lungs until his voice finally gives out. All that's left to do is sob through the excruciating pain that this man was putting him through.

Eric thrusts in satisfaction as he hears no more words coming from his captive. He's also not daunted at all by the blood coming from the violated orifice. He quickens his pace until he has a rocking orgasm inside of Ryo. Then he pulls out, gets up from the bed and wanders to another door that's in the small room. In the bathroom, he washes his bloodied penis, makes sure he looks acceptable in the mirror comes back out to get dressed. He glances down at the violently shuddering body of the man he just raped and decides on something pleasant to himself. "You know, I think I'll keep you around for a while. You know, as my play thing." He's rewarded with a gut wrenching sob, muffled in the pillow, from the part Japanese man.

Outside of the room he sees the two men waiting for their next orders. "You two," he commands, "Go clean and feed the cop. Make sure he survives and stays as healthy as possible until further notice. I don't want him dead just yet. If that man dies, it's because either you two didn't do your job, or he lost the will to live." And with that, he takes his leave.

"You take the part of cleaning up that mess, Jerome," the skinny white man demands when they're alone in the hallway.

"No way, Kevin! You do it!" Jerome says indignantly. "I don't want to see that man in this state."

"Well I don't want to touch him," Kevin sneers with his yellow teeth, "Besides; I've got seniority over you. I've been here longer."

"Fine," Jerome says in defeat, "But you heard what the boss said. He wants this man to live and be as healthy as possible. You better not do anything nasty to his food."

"Whatever," Kevin waves Jerome off as he walks off down the hallway towards the front of the house. "Not like I want to be the one to kill him either."

Jerome, with an unhappy air about him, goes into the bedroom to clean up Ryo while Kevin goes to the kitchen to fetch something to eat for the prisoner.

More A/N: I wanted to say something about one of my characters. Eric Gray. As you can tell in the description, I love him very much. Here's the reason why. I made him a male replica of myself. Okay, so I'm not that tall nor that well built in RL but his skin tone and his hair and most defiantly his eyes are all based off of me. I just couldn't resist it. I love Eric and hate him at the same time. Only because of what he's done to my beloved Ryo. But yeah… I love me my Eric. I'm not sure if he's going to live or not. It's just going to have to write itself in that area.

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