The Time For Change Is Now | By : Reika Category: +. to F > FAKE Views: 3033 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: Well what do you know…she’s back. She shouldn’t be…but she is. Seriously people, I should kick my own ass for being out here at the computer, but with only two more chapters and an epilogue to go…I couldn’t sit still.
My fever’s gone, for now, so at least I can focus…although that heartbeat in the ear thing is driving me crazy.
This is the next to last chapter (not including the epilogue, which will be posted with the last chapter)…so I’m having issues. I get very attached to my stories and I’m sure when this is over, I’ll cry like the little bitch I am. But let’s not worry about that for now, hmm?
Chapter 17……..Love?
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Ryo stood face to face with the Commissioner’s door. He didn’t bother knocking, as he thought it might give the other man a false sense of superiority. Rose looked startled when he entered, but it didn’t take Ryo long to realize that the older man was pleased to see him.
He shouldn’t have been.
Rose sat down at his desk, obviously trying to look laid back; but such things were difficult with an angry red mark across one’s throat. He eyed Ryo closely for a moment before leaning back and smiling at the blonde detective.
“Come to your senses, Ryo?”
Ryo willed his voice to stay calm; this was never going to work if he didn’t keep a cool head. “I did…but I don’t see what that has to do with you.”
Rose quirked a brow; he always loved Ryo’s defiant and feisty moments. “Well I take it you have something to say, then?”
Ryo dug his nails into his palms, certain he was piercing flesh. As angry as Ryo was, Rose was quite intimidating. Luckily, he knew the Commissioner couldn’t see his fists from where he sat, and his voice remained calm and stern. “I do. You can get Dee into trouble if you want; what he did certainly warrants it…however…an in depth investigation *will* show why he attacked you, and that you have plenty of wrong doing here as well. I know J…Detective Adams had something on you, otherwise you wouldn’t have consented to sending him in my place – to an assignment you falsely made me believe was mandatory. He and I may not get along, but I can promise you that we’ll play on the same team to make sure that if Dee goes down, you go with him.”
“I see.” Rose replied curtly. Inside, he was seething at having three of his subordinates get the better of him. The tricks they were pulling were normally his forte, and although he found this side of Ryo incredibly alluring, he could never stand to let *anyone* get the best of him. Before he could add anything, Ryo drew closer to his desk and continued.
“I thought you should know that. You’re a good cop, Commissioner, if you wouldn’t screw it up by thinking you’re above the law.” He picked up Dee’s badge where it rested from their earlier confrontation. “I’ll be taking this, if you don’t mind.”
Rose didn’t have much chance to protest, as Ryo was headed for the door. He stopped, however, and turned back one last time. “I’d like to tell you that no one wants you here, and that you should leave…but personally…I don’t care whether you stay or go…that is how inconsequential you are to me. You *don’t* matter…and you never will.”
With that, Ryo stepped out of the office, slamming the door behind him. His heart beat madly in his chest and he looked down to notice that his hands were shaking. Telling Rose off had been a stressful thing to do…but he did it…and he did it well. He found himself smiling at his assertiveness. It had been…unfaar…bar…but not uncomfortable. Maybe there was more to him than even he knew.
With a smile and a mental pat on the back, Ryo headed home to wait for Dee’s return from…wherever he had gone.
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Dee realized after what felt like days of walking that he probably should have gotten his car. He had been so worked up though, that he just started marching off. Besides…in his state he would have most likely been considered a hazard on the road anyway. He was thankful that he had his coat, as it was getting colder every day.
Pulling the heavy fabric around him, he forced himself to keep walking; he was almost there, after all.
With the passing scenery, his thoughts began to wander. How had all this happened? Right under his nose, no less. How could he not have known…was he really as dim witted as people thought? Eventually he realized that, although he might have noticed had he been looking for something, the fault didn’t lie with his logic processing capabilities. He hadn’t known because the people he loved made a conscious effort to keep him in the dark.
The last part made him scowl. He could easily understand why Rose would do such a thing; but Ryo and JJ? He couldn’t, for the life of him, comprehend why the two people he cared about most in the world would play with his life like that; as though what *he* wanted didn’t matter. A part of his mind chimed in and told him to think of how they must’ve felt; that it hadn’t been easy on anyone. It told him that he was a lucky man to have two people who loved him enough to do what they thought was best for him, in spite of what they, themselves, wanted.
Still, most of him couldn’t get over being deceived. He was confused enough as it was; how was he supposed to figure anything out if no one told him the truth?
Although he’d been rather gentle with Ryo in the alley, he still had some griping to do to his former partner, and some less than nice things to get off his chest. And JJ – Dee thought that when he got his hands on him they would have words as well.
But wait…
Dee stopped mid-stride as the reality of the situation came down around his ears. JJ was gone. They wouldn’t have words. He couldn’t yell at him, or ask him why he’d done such a stupid, noble thing without consulting him. The normally chipper silver haired man wouldn’t be relaxing in his living room, or fluttering around him at the station.
JJ was gone.
The thought seemed sadder than he’d expected it to, and a feeling that could only be described as grief swept over him. He then remembered Ryo’s confession earlier. JJ had gone because he knew that Ryo returned Dee’s feelings…at least…part of them. The new thought did bring a jolt of happiness to him…but…strangely, the grief remained. Wasn’t this what he wanted? A life with a willing Ryo, free of obstacles and unconquerable complications? If that was the case…why didn’t it feel…right? It felt right…but not…perfect…as he’d always expected it to.
Perhaps he was making too much of things. Nothing was perfect, after all. And he’d built up his situation with Ryo so high over the last two years that the actual culmination here in the real world was bound to seem…anticlimactic. His thoughts would have to rest momentarily, as he had reached his destination. He wasn’t sure when he had started walking again…but there he was. Maybe things would seem a bit clearer after this much needed consultation.
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JJ sighed tiredly. After six hours of driving, a mass of paperwork and explaining that he was *not* Randy McLean and did *not* have a child, he was exhausted. He’d opted to drive himself upstate, assuming he would need his car during the nine month stretch.
The place intended for Ryo had been specialized to accommodate Bikky as well, so upon finding out that he was (disgustingly) alone, the organizing officers placed him in the temporary hotel with the rest of the staff until further arrangements could be made. JJ was just happy to be off the road; six hours in a car could do worse things to a bum than even the naughtiest of trysts. Well…maybe not the naughtiest…but the average at the very least.
He hauled his suitcase onto the bed, and followed it onto the semi-scratchy bedspread immediately. He thought vaguely of his own bed, how fluffy and soft it was, and how large. He smiled, thinking that it seemed even more comfortable when Dee was in it, nestled quietly beside him. He wondered how the object of his affection was faring – Dee had to know by now that he was gone; had to know all about the situation. JJ couldn’t help but wonder if Dee missed him, though he couldn’t possibly match the pining JJ himself felt at that moment. Soon his thoughts progressed and he wondered if Dee was mad at him. He would have every right to be, JJ mused. He wondered if Dee would look at his choice not to inform him of the move and the circumstances surrounding it as outright lying, and if Dee would never trust him again. He certainly hoped that was not the case.
Maybe Dee would understand his reasons. He’d tried to explain them as thoroughly as possible in his letter to the other detective. Hopefully Ryo would keep his word and give the envelope to Dee. He had his doubts, but knew that Ryo was an honorable man, and most likely would follow through with his promise. JJ wondered if Dee had even opened the small package yet, and what his thoughts were on its contents. He had to quell the urge to call the other man, knowing that Dee most likely didn’t want to talk to him; not to mention the fact that hearing Dee’s voice would undoubtedly be his undoing and the tears he’d kept at bay throughout his journey would make their way to the surface.
With a resignigh,igh, JJ rolled over and unzipped his suitcase. He had to unpack sometime, and it was best to just get it over with so he could settle in for a nap. He wasn’t very vigilant about housework, or such things as making sure the unpacking was done before anything else could take place, but felt that the longer he delayed taking out his things, the more tempted he would be to just throw the suitcase back into his car and drive home. He was generally neat, but not uptight about it…although he had been known to gripe at former roommates for their sloppiness. But really…sixty-seven beer cans in one room; who wouldn’t put their foot down?
He lazily listened to the long buzz of the zipper as he opened the case, and forced himself to rise and stand by the bed to put his things away. Resting on top of the clothing was his prized picture, as bittersweet as it was. He had to admit that at times he’d been sorely tempted to take a magic marker and just scribble Ryo’s face out like a child would in a yearbook. He’d always restrained himself though…he knew it was silly and figured he would berate himself for it later. Besides…even if Ryo’s image had been blackened and marred…he would still be there, and JJ’s childish efforts would do no good.
Nothing he did ever seemed to do much good.
Perhaps this time would be different; perhaps his recent decision would do worlds good…even if was for everyone but himself.
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Dee found a grudging smile for Thomas as the less than polite street kid came bounding up to him. He wrapped his dirty arms around Dee’s legs in a hug, but jerked them away shortly after, replacing his ‘tough guy’ face.
“What’re you doin’ here, Dee? It ain’t a holiday.”
Dee had to push down the urge to correct the boy’s grammar. His own wasn’t perfect, but perhaps Ryo was rubbing off on him; the way he would scold Bikky for his overuse of slang. “I’m looking for the Penguin. Can you tell me where she is, buddy?”
“If you’re looking for penguins, I suggest you check Antarctica. *Mother*, however, is right behind you.”
Dee spun around at the old nun’s voice. Although she’d reprimanded him, her face was as warm as ever. She immediately wrapped him in a hug, glad to see one of her favorites from many years of raising wayward children. After gracing Thomas with a stern look that clearly said ‘behave’, she ushered Dee into another room so that they could talk.
The new location was nicer than the last, although that didn’t say much. Dee sat quietly while his mother put on some tea. He wasn’t sure where to begin, or exactly what it was he had come to say, so he figured they could catch up and eventually it would come to him. This wouldn’t be the case, however, as Maria Lane was incredibly perceptive.
“What’s bothering you, then?”
With a sigh, Dee tried to gather his thoughts. “A lot of stuff…a whole lot of stuff…”
Having prepared the tea, Penguin sat down across from him and smiled kindly. “Well then, why don’t you just start at the beginning.”
After what seemed like hours, Dee recounted his last few months with both Ryo and JJ, occasionally going off on tangents until the nun would gently lead him back on topic. Eventually he finished, recounting the events from earlier that day. He heaved a great sigh and rested his chin in his hand.
“It can’t be right to love two people…there’s gotta be something I’m missing.”
To Dee’s surprise, she chuckled. “Missing?” She took his chin in her hand and looked into his green eyes. “Dear, you aren’t missing anything. You should never feel bad about having too much love…some people have none at all.”
Penguin’s words soothed him, but he was still no closer to finding an answer. “I just don’t know what I’m supposed to do. I don’t think I’ll ever stop loving Ryo the way I do…but…I can’t get JJ out of my head. With either one of them, the other is always going to be there.”
The nun smiled ag tak taking a sip of her tea. “It’s okay to love a person forever, even if you aren’t really with them. People seem to think that everyone in our lives has to fit into one category or another, but love defies definition. You love everyone in a different, special way. There’s no such thing as romantic or platonic love, I think. True love is both. Whichever path you choose, it’s *okay* to continue to love others.”
This was the sticky part. Dee had discussed many things bluntly with his mother, but had not done so in quite some time. “See…before all this secret keeping, I thought I had everything figured out. But now I don’t, and I’ve done some things that bring…complications. JJ…I was…intimate with him.”
“And you regret this?”
“No.” Dee answered simply. “I don’t, but…now I feel like I’ve betrayed Ryo somehow. I can’t shake it…like I’ve been unfaithful…it’s not guilt, really…it’s just…something…”
Penguin moved her chair closer to her former ward, so that she could reach out a hand and place it over his chest. Dee could never get over how soft her hands were, considering the hard work she’d done for most of her life. “Dee, the only real infidelity can occur here.” She pat her hand over his heart. “You aren’t a married man; you’ve made no vows before god. So long as you are true to this, you’ll do just fine, child.”
Dee smiled, feeling some weight being lifted from his shoulders. He didn’t regret his night with JJ, not in his heart. Maybe she was right. It made sense that he would feel as though he’d committed some sort of adultery, after being devoted solely to Ryo for so long. But where it mattered, he knew better. After Penguin removed her hand, he leaned back in his chair, a little more at ease. “Thank you. It’s just that…I still don’t know what to do. Everything keeps switching from resting solely on me, and then spinning out of my control. I just…don’t know.”
She chuckled again. “You’re not supposed to. Life wouldn’t be worth living if it were easy or we knew how everything would turn out. I know it’s cliché, but God works in mysterious ways.”
Dee sighed at the mention of the man upstairs. “I know, mother…but sometimes I think that maybe God just…forgot about me. Maybe I just slipped through the cracks and he doesn’t even know I’m here. Other times I feel like I’m just a puppet, being led. All the strings that attach me to God keep snapping and I can’t help but wonder why it’s so hard for me to stay connected and not for everyone else…why *so* much has been put on my back…”
Penguin smiled, her eyes forming little crescent moons surrounded by creases in her skin – the result of a long life full of devotion to others. She looked a little sad as she gripped Dee’s face again, looking deeply into his eyes until she knew she had his undivided attention. “Dee…don’t you realize? God loves you very much; how could he not? I know you’ve been through more than most, but dear; God places so much on your shoulders because you are so strong.” She signaled for him to stand and move to the window. They looked out together, at the children playing and laughing in the courtyard. “You carry that weight for them, for all of us. It’s the chosen few like you that keep the rest of us sheltered and safe. The burdens of the world are inescapable; and God gives us angels like you so that we can know what it is to truly be strong.”
He turned and hugged her then, unable to keep his emotions in check. He towered over her, nearly twice the size of the older woman. She returned the embrace, humming slightly and patting him on the back. After that, they finished their tea and chatted about many things. Penguin was unconventional, for a nun, but Dee supposed raising underprivileged children in New York would change a person quite a bit. Although her views didn’t exactly fit right in with the Pope’s, his mother was the most benevolent soul he’d ever known, and her wisdom never failed to teach him something new.
He thought that just maybe he *had* been blessed. Although he didn’t have the picket fences or sweetly embossed memories of learning such things as how to catch a ball or ride a bike that most children take for granted, he had something else – something different; and he realized that he wouldn’t change it for the world. Dee noticed that it had gotten dark, and realized he had quite a walk ahead of him before he would reach his car. He thanked her again, and after a visit with the kids, set out into the cool winter air.
He smoked like a chimney on the walk back, craving the nicotine after such a stressful day. He never smoked around Penguin, out of respect, and after several hours without, he needed his vice badly. During his trek, he thought of many things – his life, his god, JJ, and Ryo. His conscience had been cleared considerably, yet he still couldn’t figure out what it was he should do. He had feelings – confusing, tumultuous feelings that swirled all through him, but denied him any real clarity.
He didn’t think he and Ryo could have a decent conversation while he was in such a state. He needed more time. It was apparent to him now that his problem didn’t just lie with JJ and Ryo, but more within himself. Knowing what he wanted went beyond simply choosing one person over the other. To know what it was he really wanted, what he needed and what would make him *happy*, he had to let go – let go of the notion that he was supposed to be just like everyone else in spite of his shortcomings. He was who he was *because* of the things that, at the time, felt as though they would break him. He hated sounding like a therapist, but realized that if he didn’t at least *like* himself, and *know* himself…how could he possibly love anyone else?
This endeavor would take more time than he had, he realized. But he wanted to at least get in one good night of thinking before he went to Ryo; even though it was tempting to rush over to the other man simply because he was being awarded something that he’d waited an eternity for. Spotting a payphone, he hurried over to it, digging out some change and dialing Ryo’s number. He explained as well as he could and told him that they would have to talk after work the following day, after a good night’s sleep. Ryo sounded disappointed, but relented, not really having a choice in the matter. He informed Dee that he could return to work tomorrow; that he had gotten his badge back and had taken care of Rose for the time being.
Dee looked up at the cloud covered night sky, with its swirling greys and almost blues. Only a few stars were visible through the thick tendrils of clouds, but they were all the more beautiful in their solidarity. He let out a breath, watching it take a discernible form in the cold. As a child, he’d always thought the effect made him look mystical, like a dragon perhaps, letting out his magic into the cold night air and watching it evaporate and float away into the alleyways where real life took place.
Shoving his hands back into his pockets, Dee let out a ‘hmph’ and continued walking. He knew he wasn’t a dragon, but a mere man, and this man had things to think about.
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Ryo kept still and quiet for a moment after hanging up the phone. He had a feeling in his gut that he didn’t like. It wasn’t completely unpleasant, nor unfamiliar…but he just couldn’t place it. Was it disappointment? He certainly was disappointed that Dee wouldn’t be coming over – but he *knew* disappointment. Was it mere uneasiness? Of course he felt a little unsure, not having solidified anything with Dee – but that just didn’t seem right either.
He stood and headed for the kitchen to make himself a cup of tea. Perhaps it would help calm him. Bikky came walking in, an unreadable look on his face. His blonde hair was in disarray from having been in bed and he flopped into one the chairs at the kitchen table.
“Is Dee comin’ over?”
“No” Ryo told him quietly while he finished preparing his tea. “He’s had a pretty rough day, kiddo. I think he just needs some rest.”
As Ryo turned to sit beside him, Bikky let out a quasi snort. “Yeah…he’s seemed…weird lately. Is he alright?”
“I don’t know” Ryo said very softly.
Bikky watched his foster father’s face contort into an odd mixture of sadness and concern. Ryo seemed to be looking beyond him…at something that wasn’t there. Understanding that he didn’t understand, Bikky quietly excused himself and did not take offense when Ryo didn’t even notice he had gone.
The feeling in Ryo’s stomach intensified. It didn’t burn through him the way that passion or anger did, but rather, spread out all through his being. It was…warm…in a way. He suddenly realized what it was, even if he still had no name for it.
Of course he was disappointed and anxious…but above all…he worried. He was concerned for Dee, his partner and friend if nothing else. He loved the man in a way he couldn’t define, and found that his concern for him overrode everything. It wasn’t romantic, really…this feeling…but it wasn’t unromantic either. And for some reason, this *didn’t* confuse him. Dee had been through so much lately, and more than anything…Ryo wished for his happiness. He deserved it.
Ryo realized then that no matter what happened, he would be forever grateful for this feeling – this *genuine* care that warmed him from the inside out.
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‘It’s about damn time.’
Dee finally reached his car. He was worn out in every way imaginable. He realized that he could have taken a cab, but preferred the walk, thinking it might clear his head a bit. He fished his keys out of his coat pocket. When his fingers brushed against something, he remembered the envelope Ryo had given him.
He unlocked his car and slid into the driver’s seat before digging the parcel out. Fing ing it over, his eyes widened a bit at the wax seal. He hadn’t ever actually seen one, and found it kind of interesting. Regardless of his thoughts on JJ’s decorative sealing, he broke the seal in two and opened the envelope. He’d noticed that it was thick, and so he wasn’t surprised when he found not only a letter, but a key and a tape. He laughed to himself, thinking it all seemed very ‘Mission Impossible’.
“This letter will self-destruct in thirty seconds.” He said aloud to no one in particular.
Figuring that if he wanted to know what the key and tape were he might as well read the letter, he unfolded the paper and let his eyes run over the words.
Dee,
I guess by now you know I’ve left. I’m sorry for deceiving you. I wanted to tell you, but having you with me felt so nice that I couldn’t bring myself to ruin it. I would never hurt you intentionally, you have to know that. Everything happened so fast…I just…didn’t know what else to do.
I’m sure you know by now that I left so that you could be with Ryo; but we’ll get to that in a moment. I want to tell you…god…I want to tell you a lot of things. But I’ll settle with a few.
I want you to know that you have been the single most influential person in my life. From the day I laid eyes on you, I knew you would change everything…and you have. Of course…things haven’t really gone according to the plan I hatched back in the academy, but that’s okay. You’ve taught me many things, most of which I can’t even begin to put into words, and for that I am forever grateful to you. There have been times in my life that I wished I was anyone but me. But after spending the last few days with you, that’s changed. If I’m someone you see fit to call your equal; If I’m someone you think you could have loved…then I think I’m glad to be who I am. You gave me that, and I’ve never had it before. I thank you.
I’d like to say that I’m sorry I took advantage of you that night. I’d like to, but I can’t. I’m sure you can imagine why. I’ve never needed anything the way I needed you then, and I’d like to think that somewhere, you needed me too. Maybe that’s just my imagination, but I’ll keep believing it anyway. I’ve had many lovers. I’ve had many people touch me in different ways; but you touched something deeper. Something that I thought was gone. I now know that it isn’t and again, I thank you.
I love you. I know what love is, what many people think it to be, and I think that this is something different. I don’t love you in the way that I imagine taking long strolls on the beach. I don’t love you just because you make my pulse race when you walk by, reminding me that I do still have a heart. I don’t love you for your potential. I love you just the way you are. I love *knowing* you. I love looking at you and realizing that life can’t be so bad as long as you’re in it…in whatever way. I love that you gave me a reason to wake up in the mornings; for myself and no one else. I thank you for that, too.
I wish I could be strong enough to stick around, but I’m not. I’m not strong enough to see you with Ryo; but knowing that you’re happy will be enough for me. I’m sure we’ll meet again, but I do not fool myself into thinking that I will ever share this intimacy with you beyond this point. And do you know what? That’s okay. Just being with you at all was more than I’d ever thought possible.
I hope you can forgive me. Somehow, I think you will. I know you, Dee. I’d like to say that maybe when I get back we could have dinner and catch up, but I think we both know better than that. I’m not sure where my life will take me after this, but I do know that no matter what, it’s better having had you in it.
The tape is Commissioner Rose basically saying he’s above the law and admitting to the Ryo chasing he does. I thought you might need it, just in case you do something drastic…if you haven’t already. Try not to use it unless necessary, as the deal was for him to send me instead of Ryo. He kept his end of the bargain, and I try to keep my word if possible. If you do need it though, it should help you out. The key was the spare I kept. Keep it, for now. I know how you feel about your apartment. I know that soon you’ll probably be living with Ryo, but until then, you are welcome in my place anytime you feel like it. Everything should stay in working order, as my family has no idea that I’ve left and will continue to pay the bills.
I’m sure you’re wondering how I found out that Ryo actually wanted you. That night at the hospital, a letter fell out of his pocket. I picked it up and read it. I won’t make excuses for my nosiness at this late hour. It was addressed to you, but I read it anyway. After knowing how he felt, I couldn’t just go on pretending you were with me because you wanted to be…even though I tried to. You deserve your chance. That letter is behind this one. I’m sure Ryo would have a fit knowing that I gave it to you. I told him I burned it. I think you have a right to see it; god knows how long it would take Ryo to tell you all of this stuff otherwise.
Take care of yourself. As much as it pains me, I’ll most likely think of you all the time. Try to think of me occasionally, okay? Don’t ever change. Don’t let *anyone* smooth out your rough edges. They make you who you are and there is something to be said for the distinct feel of coarseness as opposed to the ordinary smooth. You don’t break the mold, Dee, you make a new one.
JJ
Dee tookeep eep breath in through his nose, and slowly out through parted lips. He felt a prick behind his eyes, but no tears came. Perhaps he was simply too tired. He didn’t know what to think…but had he ever? He wanted to read Ryo’s letter, but found that he just didn’t have the emotional capacity to do so. It would have to wait a short while, while he gathered himself together.
He started the car and headed for JJ’s. He really didn’t want to go home, and something in his brain now called out for the scent of the other man. He made it there and inside without any trouble, barely noticing the drive amidst the thoughts swirling through his head. Once inside, he toed off his shoes and flopped onto the large bed, fully clothed. Looking to his right he noticed that the picture was gone. He laughed. It had been gone that morning too, but he hadn’t noticed. He noted how unfair it was that said picture could taunt him even when it wasn’t there.
He settled back onto the pillows, preparing to read Ryo’s letter and then *try* to sleep. It struck him how contorted his world seemed these days – how the orphaned boy who never got enough love now had so much that he didn’t know what to do. Dee closed his eyes briefly and let the thought wash over him. Love was confusing and a damn site more trouble than he’d ever imagined it to be. But it was exquisite. Even though he lay there alone, having no clue what to do, a softness rested beneath him even more cushioned than the king sized bed. He loved and was loved in return. For all the trouble it had caused him, he couldn’t find it in him to be any less than grateful. It was so beautiful he thought it might break him.
With a smile that might have seemed out of place to anyone else, he unfolded the other sheet of paper and began to read.
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TBC
Okay lovelies. Sorry if this chapter was boring, but it was necessary. I didn’t take much time on Ryo’s letter because we all know what it says already.
The next chapter is the last one, and will be posted with the epilogue. I haven’t even started it, and it’s a doozy so it might be a week before it gets here. Then again…it might not. It comes when it comes, I guess.
Yup, you guessed right. No pairing for you until the final chapter. Evil bitch that I am, that’s the way I want it. So there. So yeah…next chapter you get your answers. Lucky for you, huh?
Please review…oh come on…make a sick person happy. ^.^
Love and Kisses,
Reika
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