Title: Not Wanted

Author: badly-knitted

Characters: Dee, Mother.

Rating: PG

Setting: Before the manga.

Summary: Dee wonders if his birth parents ever think about him.

Written Using: The dw100 prompt 'Forgotten'.

Disclaimer: I don't own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.

A/N: Quadruple drabble.

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Dee was in an introspective mood as his eighteenth birthday approached. Soon he'd be leaving the orphanage for good, going out into the world, entering the police academy, and hopefully becoming a cop. He'd already taken the required pre-law classes, surprising Mother by giving up his evenings and weekends to get the qualifications he needed. He smiled, remembering how impressed she'd been by his dedication to his chosen career path.

Mother had given him so much, had somehow come up with the money he needed for tuition and for entrance into the academy. He was determined to work hard, put everything he had into his studies; he couldn't bear the thought of letting her down, not when she'd sacrificed so much for his sake. She was so proud of him, had always made him feel he could do or be anything he wanted, but it made him wonder about his birth parents.

Would they be proud of him too if they knew how hard he was working to make his dream of becoming a cop a reality? Did they ever think of him at all, or had they forgotten, simply put him out of their minds as easily as they'd dumped their new-born in that alley? Had his dad even known about him? Maybe his mom had gotten pregnant and not told anyone. Maybe she'd been ashamed or scared. Maybe she'd given birth alone. Maybe he hadn't been breathing when he was born, and she'd thought him dead… There was so much he didn't know, would probably never find out.

He wished there was some way he could track them down, or his mother at least, confront her and demand answers to all his questions, but DNA was useless if you had nothing to compare it to, and he didn't know how he'd go about researching anyway. Maybe once he was a cop he could talk to someone about using the police department's databases to look into an unsolved crime, the abandonment of a baby, but if his parents' DNA was on file, wouldn't that mean that one or both of them was a criminal? He wasn't sure he'd want to know who they were if that was the case.

Maybe he was the one who should forget, put his unknown parents out of his mind and get on with his life. They hadn't wanted him. It was their loss.

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The End