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FAKE
First Year Together: A New Day
(May)

Chapter 13

Pairing: Dee/Ryo

Rating: Chapter 13
is rated "Mature". Now don't you pervs throw anything at me when you hear
this-- but there's no sex in this chapter, either! Sorry. I think
you'll find this chapter interesting, however, because since no one's being
distracted by hot nakedness, all kinds of other stuff gets a chance to
happen. Please read and review.

Spoilers: To Volume
7

Timing: Set in May
directly after Book 7 ended

Summary: Ryo is
coming to terms with the changes in his relationship with Dee, as well as his
new sexual identity. Meanwhile, Dee and Ryo are searching for a young runaway.
This story explores homophobic attitudes but is primarily a love story between
two men.

Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. They are the
property of Sanami Matoh. I am not making any money from this. Oh, but I
created Thomas Abernathy, and he is not based on anyone living or dead. Cecile
is from Book 2 of the manga series.

Author's
notes: I believe in a strong and equal Ryo and Dee. Chapter 14 is already up at my LJ page.
http://brit-columbia.livejournal.com/

Beta:
Blue Simplicity. Thank you Blue.

&*&*&*&*&

FAKE
First Year Together: A New Day
(May)

Chapter 13

When
Drake returned to the CI room, he was surprised to find himself suddenly
staggering backward under the onslaught of a small, wiry form that launched
itself at him, wailing, "Drake!"

Drake
sighed and gently disengaged JJ's arms from around his neck. "It's okay, buddy. I'm all right
now. I'm sorry I lost my cool back
there."

"You
don't have anything to be sorry about!
It's me who should be sorry!"
JJ turned tearful eyes up toward Drake's face.

At
that moment, Ted whose desk was nearest the door where they were standing, put
his hand over the mouthpiece of his phone and said, "Hey would you guys
mind? Geez!"

"Come
on JJ. Let's take a walk."

JJ
could barely contain himself.
Words of apology and remorse continued to pour out of him all the way
down to the records room. Drake
just let him talk himself out. He
knew from experience that when JJ was all worked up emotionally for whatever
reason, it was best just to listen.

Finally
when he thought he might be able to get a word in edgewise, he said, "JJ,
dude, don't beat yourself up about this. I'm not upset with YOU. It doesn�t bother me when you leave
the office sometimes and roam around the building looking for Dee. I don't mind
if you don't always wanna do the dull stuff. It's easier for me to sit at a
desk in one spot for a long time than it is for a hyper guy like you. I get that, and it not a problem for
me."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Besides, you're much better than me at
remembering details and keeping us on track with our cases. I'm really glad to have you as my
partner."

"Oh
Drake!" JJ flung himself on
his partner again. "I'm so
relieved. I thought you were mad
at me. I thought you were going to
request a new partner!"

"Come
on now," said Drake soothingly and gave JJ's back an awkward pat, hoping
the kid would let go soon. He
looked around anxiously to see if anyone had noticed. Damn, there was Liz from the lab smirking at him. He sighed in resignation because he
knew what she was thinking; Megan had pointed it out to him this morning. But there was no way that JJ could
change the way he was. And he
wouldn't hurt him for the world.

He
felt much better after talking to Diana. He knew that when she wanted to she
could be a bitch on a stick because he had seen her behaving that way to Dee,
who probably deserved it, and even to her own men at times. But she had always been nice to
him. She was loyal in her way, and
surprisingly insightful about affairs of the heart.

Drake
had really been knocked sideways by Megan's accusations this morning. He couldn't believe she actually
thought he was gay! Just because
he'd been too tired for sex the last couple of times she'd come on to him. Didn't that happen to everyone
sometimes? Obviously the patrol
units in her division weren't working hard enough if she couldn't understand
that. But it did almost make sense
that she thought he was somehow involved with JJ. The little guy was so affectionate, always pouncing on
people and hugging them. And he
had a flirtatious way about him.
When Megan had said, "He talks to you like he's your girlfriend or
something! And you're like 'Yes,
dear.' How the hell do you think
that looks?" Drake felt that was unfair. He had never called JJ 'dear'. But then she started going on
about Dee and Ryo too. Drake had
been surprised to learn that it was general knowledge amongst the females of
several surrounding precincts that the entire Detective division under
Lieutenant Smith of the 27th was considered to be gay. No wonder none of us
can get a date nowadays, he
thought. He wondered how Ted and
Ryo would feel if they knew about the rumours.

Diana
had asked him if JJ had any idea that he was the cause of Drake's latest
romantic break-up.

"No,"
he had replied. "And I'm not
going to tell him either. It would
just make him feel bad, and he's usually too quick to blame himself for stuff
anyhow. I don't have the heart to
tell him."

Diana
had gone on to say that she didn't think that Megan had a good enough reason
for breaking up with him anyway. It wasn't fair to end a relationship on the
basis of gossip alone, and without any kind of chat first. At that, Drake had
blushed and Diana had suddenly looked interested.

"Oh
so there WAS a chat then?"

Drake
had looked down, embarrassed.

"And
you couldn't convince her you were one hundred percent straight?"

Silence.

"Drake,
ARE you one hundred percent straight?"

At
that point Drake had finally looked up and replied with a query of his
own. "Is anyone?"

"Good
question," she said thoughtfully.
"Anyway, just make sure you're not fishing from the NYPD pier when
you catch your next girlfriend."

"IF
I can find another girlfriend after this..." He looked at her dejectedly.

"What? A looker like you? Get outta here. You'll have another one before the end
of the week. I'm counting on it.
I'm sure I could introduce you to a couple of girls I know."

Yes,
he felt much better now. Diana had
shored up his battered confidence for him. Mentally, he blew her a kiss. It was
too bad JJ didn't like her as much as he did.

"Come
on, dude," he said to his partner as they arrived at the door of the
records room. "Let's get in there and do some research."

"You
got it, partner! And I'LL do the
boring stuff this time, okay?"
JJ sounded much more cheerful too.
The storm had blown over at least for now.

&^&^&^&^&

When
Detectives Laytner and Mclean returned from their meeting with Mrs. Abernathy,
there was a message waiting for them that Andrea Fowler had called and would
like to be called back.

"I
think I should call her,"
said Ryo, taking the paper out of Dee's hand.

"Oh,
absolutely. You're the one she's
got a crush on."

"No,
I'm the one who doesn't call her 'hon' and 'toots'. Let's find out if she's got anything for us."

"If
so, that's really fast. Okay,
fingers crossed. Go get 'er,
dude."

"Hey,
Andrea, we got your message. How
are you doing?"

"Oh
not so good, Randy. Don't
ask. I'm about ready to throw that
man out the window."

"Sorry
to hear that. What's he done
now?"

"Oh,
he's just given me a stack of his dead files and ordered me to sort through
them! Like I'm his freaking
secretary or something. Anyway,
enough about my troubles. I got
something for you, but you heard it on the street, not from me. Got that?"

"Absolutely. Hit me."

"He's
got a meeting with your Mr. Calvetti tomorrow morning at 9 am Burger King on
Turner. Try not to let him see
you."

"Don't
worry, he won't. Hey Andrea,
thanks a bunch. We totally owe you
one for this."

"Yeah,
and I just might collect on that someday, if I ever get out of this
office. See ya."

Ryo
said goodbye and turned to Dee, grinning.
"The universe has thrown us a bone," he informed him.

&^&^&^&^

"THIS
is dinner? Are we all suddenly on
a diet or something?" Dee
indignantly indicated the big bowl of green salad with chopped up chicken
breast that was sitting on the kitchen table.

"No,
silly," said Carol. "That's just a light snack so that Bikky's not
weighed down by a heavy dinner when he jumps at the hoop. We're all gonna have a real dinner
together after the game."

"Oh,
just because Monkey-boy's got a game, we ALL gotta starve?"

"Come
on kids, eat up," said Ryo. "That includes you, Dee. That's all there is until 8 pm."

Bikky,
Thomas and Carol all shouldered Dee out of the way and headed for the food.

"Hey!"
Dee protested. "You bunch of
starving animals. Yo, Twerp! Quit
stealing all the croutons! They're gonna weigh you down."

Ryo
put a jug of milk and some glasses on the table. "Dee, stop hogging the
dressing. Give it to Carol if she
wants it. Slow down guys, you're
going to get indigestion. We've
got lots of time. We don't have to
leave for at least half an hour."
He didn't understand why mealtimes had to be such a free for all, but he
conceded that it was mainly Dee and Bikky. Carol and Thomas were relatively well behaved.

It
did his heart good to see Thomas eating.
He could almost swear that the little guy had put on a couple of pounds
in the last 24 hours, and that was definitely a good thing. He watched Thomas surreptitiously,
noting his fine-boned frame and the way he had tried to groom himself to look
good for their outing tonight, even borrowing some of the hair mousse that Dee
kept in the bathroom cabinet. None
of Bikky's clothes would fit him, so he had been deeply grateful to Ryo for
laundering his clothes for him last night. How could anyone want to deliberately hurt such a small
boy? It was incomprehensible to
Ryo. He wanted to talk to Dee
about the results of Thomas' trip to see the doctor earlier, but he hadn't had
the opportunity.

Before
long everyone was piling into Dee's car for the drive to Tremayne Junior High
where tonight's basketball tournament was due to take place. Bikky was psyched up about the
opportunity to trounce the Tremayne Tigers on their home ground.

"They
think they're so friggin' awesome. Just because they beat us by one point last
time. One lousy point! Tonight is gonna be payback time, just
you guys watch!"

"Go
Wolves!" said Carol enthusiastically.

"This
is great," Thomas said to her.
"I've never seen Bikky
play before, but everyone says he's an amazing player."

"Bikky's
the star player for the team." Carol said. "He's not the tallest guy on the team, but he's always
where the ball is. And no one's
better at three-point shots and boxing out."

"Wow,"
sighed Thomas. He had no idea what she was talking about, but it sounded
cool. "I wish I was good at a
sport."

"Hey,
aren't you a runner? Eddie said
you were on the team at your school."

"Yeah,
I was for awhile," said Thomas, but he sounded so down that Dee changed
the subject for him.

"Hey
brat, try not to fall on your midget ass in front of Carol, okay?"

"Stuff
a sock in it, Moron! Like that's
ever gonna happen."

&^&^&^

The
game was in the third quarter and the Wolves were up by two points. It was a typical school gymnasium with
terrible acoustics. The air was
thick with shouts from the coaches, the whistles of the referees and the
respective taunts and cries of excitement from the fans of both teams. Thomas sat on Ryo's right, and Carol
sat between Ryo and Dee. Carol was
alternately cheering madly for the Wolves and fuming about the fact that Cecile
was one of the cheerleaders. She
didn't like the adoring way that Cecile looked at Bikky.

"Why
didn't he tell me she joined the cheerleader squad? She wasn't there for the last game," she grumbled. "I bet she-- YAY BIKKY! Go! Go! DO
IT!--I bet she joined just so she could suck up to him. And prance around in
that little skirt in front of him. I mean look at her."

"Is
she the cute one with the red hair?" Dee asked.

"Cute? You think she's CUTE? Don't you have eyes?"

"Well,
they're all cute to an old man like me.
But not as cute as you, Princess."

"Okay,
you have redeemed---STOP HIM!
WHOOOO! Awwww..."

"Whoa,
she's really into it," Thomas whispered to Ryo, who had kindly been
explaining the rules and the plays. "Are they tied now?" he added.

"Yep,"
said Ryo. "The Tigers just
got two points for that basket.
Now it's going to get interesting.
Look at Bikky. He's not
going to stand for that."

They
watched as Bikky ran up and down the court, maneuvering around bigger players
and hip checking them out of his way.
Some yelled threats at him, but he just laughed and taunted them back,
all without breaking his stride.

Thomas
sighed. "I wish I could be
like Bikky. He doesn't take shit
from anyone. If I could be strong
and confident like that, I wouldn't have such a messed-up life."

"Well,
what's the main thing that's stopping you from being strong and
confident?"

"Not
being able to fight mostly. I have
to eat a lot of shit because of it."

"Have
you been getting into fights at school?"

"Only
when I can't make a run for it.
And I always lose. But not
Bikky. You know Bikky's a good
fighter, right?"

"Oh
yeah," said Ryo. "In
fact he's grounded for that right now.
I'm sure he told you."

"Yeah,
he did. And I was there, you
know. It was a totally awesome
fight."

"You
were there?"

"Yeah,
with Karl. So were a lot of
guys. Karl made a hundred bucks on
that one."

"Huh? You mean Bikky's fighting for
money?"

"No! Sorry. Some of the other guys bet, but
Bikky doesn't like it. No, Bikky
fights for different reasons."

"Let
me guess. 'Respect'."

"Yeah,
and sometimes he fights for someone else.
Or someone's honour."

"Oh,
you mean like Carol's honour?"
Despite himself, Ryo was fascinated. Bikky would never have told him these details.

"Yeah,
but he hasn't had to fight for her for a long time. All the guys for miles around know not to dis her. This time it was for you."

"For...me?"

"Yeah,
didn't he tell you?"

Ryo
was shocked, but he quickly hid it because he wanted to hear more and he was
afraid that if he answered 'no' to that question, Thomas would realize he had
said too much and stop giving him information. What he was getting from Thomas was a rare glimpse into a
part of Bikky's life he never had been privy to.

"Um,
well, I guess I didn't give him a chance," he temporized. "I just
started yelling and then I grounded him and sent him to his room."

"Oh,
well, I'm sure you wouldn't have done that if you had realized he was only
defending you," said Thomas innocently. To him, the thought of having someone willing to fight for
and defend a person they cared about seemed like the most wonderful thing in
the world. He wished he had
someone like that in his own life.

"What
happened?" Ryo asked, equally innocently.

Carol
was too busy glaring daggers at Cecile to notice what they were talking about,
but Dee's innate sense of trouble had alerted him that all was suddenly not
quite right with Ryo, and he was now eavesdropping carefully without appearing
to take his eyes from the game.

"Well,
this guy, Aaron Brody, was saying bad stuff about you at school. You know, about your sexual
orientation. Bikky basically told
him to get stuffed, but Brody wouldn't shut up. And his friends started saying
the same things. They said things
like my mom sometimes says, like how it's sick and wrong and has lots of germs,
and how you were going to go to hell and Bikky too for living with you. But Bikky beat the crap out of Brody
and fixed everything! No one says any of that garbage now. Man, I wish I could do that."

"Really,"
said Ryo faintly. "I had no
idea."

"Well,
now that you know, maybe you could cut Bikky some slack and maybe let him go
out with the guys sometimes, even though he's supposed to be
grounded." There was a pause,
during which Thomas glanced shyly at Ryo.
He must have noticed that Ryo was looking a bit perturbed because he
quickly tried to make amends. "I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. You're his dad, and it's all up to you."

"I'll...uh...think
about it, okay?"

At
that moment, the Wolves scored another goal, and the fans around them erupted
in cheers. But not Ryo or Dee
however. Ryo's face was hot and he
was looking down at his shoes, quite distressed, and fighting to get himself
back under control. Dee was
watching Ryo, and his face, in stark contrast to Ryo's, had gone pale. Ryo
obviously hadn't been expecting this one.
Goddammit, Dee thought. This is why those kids at the bus
station were looking at us funny the day we picked him up from camp.

In
the car on the way home, Ryo and Dee barely spoke, but it wasn't especially
noticeable with the way the three teens in the back seat were carrying on. Bikky was jubilant that his team had
put the Tigers in their place.
Carol was pleased that Bikky had said "Who?" with a look of
genuine incomprehension on his face when she had demanded to know what he
thought of Cecile's cheerleading abilities. Thomas was just happy to be
associated with the star player of a winning team and his beautiful girlfriend.

"Wolves!
Go Wolves! Got the Tigers on the
run!" yelled Thomas. It was
the rallying cry du jour of the Wilson Lloyd High cheerleaders.

"Wolves!
Go Wolves! Our team is number one!" Bikky and Carol yelled back in unison.

"High
five!" Bikky stuck his hand
between the driver's and passenger seats of the car, and Ryo and Dee both gave
his palm a slap.

"Yay
Wolves. You killed 'em,
brat."

"Yeah,
good job, B."

"You
guys don't sound very happy," Bikky complained.

"Sorry,"
said Ryo. "I guess I'm just
tired."

"Me,
too," said Dee.

"Ohhh,
you old people!" Carol teased and resumed the slogan. "Wolves! Go Wolves!" and
Bikky and Thomas happily joined in.

When
Ryo miraculously found a parking spot around the corner from his apartment
building, Dee came around to the driver's side of the car to get the keys from
him. Ryo seemed distracted, and
although Dee wanted more than anything to kiss him goodbye and give him a hug,
he didn't dare do it right there on the busy sidewalk and in front of the kids.

"Well,
I'll just be going," he said.

"What? You're not staying for dinner?"
asked Bikky incredulously.
"Are you sick or something?
I thought eating us out of house and home was your primary job in
life."

"No,
just not hungry. I guess that
chicken salad was enough after all."

"Well,
I should think so, since you ate half of it all by yourself," accused
Carol.

"Dee? Are you going home?" Ryo's brain was definitely still in low
gear, ever since he had received that disturbing piece of information from
Thomas.

"Yeah. I think we could all use an early
night. I'll see you tomorrow,
dude." As he said those
words, he was actually hoping that Ryo would override him, would insist that he
stay.

But
Ryo didn't. He just nodded vaguely
and said, "Guess you're right.
See you at work, okay?"

Then
he turned away and shushed the kids who were trying to start the Wolves chant
again right there on the street. Dee's shoulders slumped a little, and then
there was nothing left for him to do but get into the car and watch Ryo until
he and his small group had disappeared around the corner.

"Shit,
shit, shit!" he snarled through gritted teeth as he pounded his forehead
against the steering wheel. This
was bad. Bikky had fought because
the kids at school were teasing him about his dad being a fag. This was so much worse than that
incident with those two gay-bashers outside the convenience store. He could beat the crap out of a guy
with a big mouth and a bad attitude and Ryo would forgive him. But the kids at school picking on Ryo's
son? That wasn't something he
could fight. He admitted to himself
that he was terrified that Ryo might choose to end their relationship just so
that Bikky could lead a normal life and not have trouble at school. If it came down to a choice between
Bikky and him, Dee was very much afraid that he would lose.

~End of chapter 13~
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