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….here is chapter two. THANK YOU for all the reviews, this is my very first Fake fic, so I needed them. My stories tend to be character centric, more than plot based…so prepare for lots of emotions. Thanks again for the reviews and I hope you all enjoy this chapter just as much. *bows*
Chapter 2…………None of your business.
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Ryo tapped his fingers on his desk. Dee was late…as usual. He wondered what his partner had done the previous night. He most likely had gone home and had too much to drink; resulting in a hang over today…that Ryo would have to take care of. The Chief came around the corner, scowling as usual.
“MacLean, where’s Laytner?”
Ryo tried to think up an excuse, but the Chief was a step ahead of him. “Well when he gets his lazy ass here, I need you two in my office.”
“Yes sir.” Ryo sighed…Dee was always getting them into trouble. And yet…Dee had saved his life multiple times, often not following protocol or procedure to do so. That was just…Dee. He didn’t follow rules – he made his own. Ryo had to admit that he found this exciting, but he wasn’t sure he could handle it as a permanent fixture in his life.
Choosing not to dwell any longer on his unpunctual partner, Ryo got up from his desk for another cup of coffee. The sight that met him as he turned around shocked him to say the least.
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Dee grumbled as he forced his eyes open, he had a headache…but nothing unmanageable. He wondered how JJ was faring. Then it struck him…he hadn’t awoken to an alarm.
‘Oh shit’
Looking at the clock he realized he was officially five minutes late for work. Scrambling out of bed and throwing on the nearest pair of pants he could find he rushed out to his living room to find JJ still racked out from his alcohol induced slumber. Hook ook him awake, not allowing the sniper any time to come to his full senses before yelling at him to get up.
“I didn’t set my alarm, we’re late!”
“Dee Sempai! Damnit! I don’t have any clothes; I’ll hardly fit into yours!”
Throwing JJ’s shoes in his direction, Dee rushed about grabbing everything he needed for the d“Wel“Well I don’t have time for a shower, so we’re even. I’m sure you have something at the precinct, right?”
“Yeah” JJ mumbled as he sat up. He slapped a hand to his forehead and groaned as his cerebrum turned to mush. “Ugh…Dee Sempai, please tell me you have some aspirin…”
Slapping his tie around his neck so that it hung loose on either side, he nodded and grabbed the bottle of pain reliever. He fixed a quick glass of water and handed them both to JJ.
“Alright, now come on, you can ride in with me.”
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Ryo stood there watching as Dee entered the precinct…with JJ. JJ was clad in the same clothes as the previous day, although more rumpled than before. His hair was slightly wild, not having been combed as of yet. Ryo looked over at Dee, whose suit was also wrinkled, although this was not unusual. His tie was undone, hanging about his neck and he was obviously unshowered.
The two men were chatting somewhat jovially…since when did Dee get along with JJ? He just about to walk up and ask that very question when he heard Dee call out as he and JJ headed their separate ways.
“So I’ll take you to get your car when we get off.”
Ryo stopped. He tried to make sense of everything when Dee approached him. “Hey Ryo…sorry I’m late, I overslept.”
Ryo dismissed his comment and continued on his way to get his coffee. When he returned to his desk, he sat a mug down in front of Dee to which the darker man smiled and immediately began drinking. Sitting down, Ryo eyed Dee closely. “Is something wrong with JJ’s car?”
Absently, Dee answered. “No, he just rode in with me. Why?”
“And why would he do that?”
Realization dawned on Dee and he immediately began fumbling to explain the previous night. “Ryo…no…it’s not…I mean…”
Ryo quirked a brow. “You didn’t answer my tiontion.”
Dee sighed and tried, again, to explain himself. “He stayed at my place. But Ryo…listen will you?”
Ryo stood abruptly, causing his chair to slide back rather noisily. “Sorry…no time. The chief wants us in his office.” And with that he turned and left, heading for their superior and away from Dee. Dee scrambled to follow, talking all the while. “I was at Franks, and JJ was there and…”
He was cut off by the chief’s yelling. “Laytner, god damnit! It’s about time you showed up, get your ass in here!”
Dee and Ryo entered and listened as the chief handed them the details of their new case involving a group of dead teenage street thugs. Ryo seemed to take the information as he always did, while the case bothered Dee a bit more. If he hadn’t made a few crucial decisions in his life, he very well could have been one of those kids at one time. Now they were just ‘dead street rats’…and no one would even remember them now that they were gone.
When they had finished with the chief, Dee tried once more to explain to Ryo the previous nights’ events. “Ryo, look. I was feeling pretty shitty, so I stopped by Franks and JJ and I got to takin’ and…”
Ryo interrupted him. “I don’t see how any of this pertains to the case, or is any of my business.”
Dee lost it. A strong and masculine man, Dee was known to be hot-headed. Few people, however, truly saw him lose his temper. And it was never pretty. “Fine! Here I am, busting my ass to explain to you, when I didn’t even do anything wrong! I took care of JJ because he wasn’t gonna make it home and your frigid ass wants to play the hot-cold game again! But you’re right…it *isn’t* any of your business. And if you *ever* look at me like that again – like a child that’s done something wrong, so help me god I may forget that you are my partner and my friend and knock you through that fuckin’ wall! I am a grown man, if you want to punish someone, go home to Bikky!”
The entire office stopped cold. A few of the senior officers had seen Dee lose it…but never at Ryo. Everyone had always assumed that in Dee’s eyes, the Asian-American could do no wrong. Whatever had caused Dee to go off like that must’ve been huge.
Ryo’s eyes went wide at Dee’s words. He could hardly bee hie his partner had blown up at him like that. His shock, however, soon gave way to embarrassment as he realized his coworker’s stares. The mortification soon morphed into anger at Dee for drawing such attention to their “relationship” in the middle of work. As Dee stomped off for the records room, Ryo muttered something under his breath and went to follow, determined to have his say so. His advances were soon thwarted by JJ, who stepped in his path.
“Excuse me JJ; I need to get to the records room.”
JJ put his hand on Ryo’s chest, stopping his movement. The precinct sniper was an inch or two shorter than Ryo, but the hard look on his face warned the other man not to argue. “Not so fast. I don’t think you want me going off on you in here after that, so I suggest you just listen to what I have to say.”
Annoyed, Ryo crossed his arms over his chest. “Fine…talk”
JJ mimicked his gesture. “Yesterday was one of the worst days of my life and I just *happened* to run into Dee at a bar across town. I had a bit too much to drink and he let me sleephis his couch because I wasn’t going to make it home…not that it’s any of your business, as he said. He was only in that bar because he was depressed over you, and I will *not* let you berate him for actually giving a damn about somebody else.”
After hearing this, Ryo did feel bad about jumping to conclusions, but he certainly wasn’t going to show this to JJ. “Fine. If that’s all, I’ve got to get started on this case.”
As Ryo started to walk away, JJ snagged his arm and narrowed his eyes. “One more thing.” He poked a finger at Ryo’s chest, completely fearless of the other man that could easily take him in hand to hand combat. “Know this. He’s a good man, and you don’t deserve him. You slip up one more time…and I am going to be there. Got it?”
Ryo ripped his arm away from JJ, irritated at having been yelled at by two people in the course of ten minutes. As much as he hated to admit it, JJ’s words intimidated him, and Ryo hated feeling weak. He had to admit that he was not at all thrilled by the prospect of JJ finally getting his way with Dee…but he wasn’t about to be forced into any relationship out of superficial jealousy. With a sigh, he finally made his way down to the records room.
When he entered the darkly lit room, he noticed Dee bent over a filing cabinet rummaging through some folders. Although his presence was obvious from both the light filtered in when he opened the door and the noise he made, Dee did not acknowledge him. He approached his brooding partner and tentatively placed a hand on his shoulder.
“Dee…look. I’m sorry I jumped to conclusions…I didn’t mean to act like your mother or anything…”
Dee snapped his head up and shrugged Ryo’s hand away. “My mother? Damnit Ryo…if you acted like my mother, you would have just left me alone. You were acting like a jealous lover…and you *know* it.”
Ryo blushed slightly and looked away. “T…that’s not true, I…”
His ire renewed, Dee snorted and turned back to his files. “It’s obvious that we have some things to discuss. Something has to change, Ryo. But this isn’t the time or place…so let’s just get started on this case.” It was not a request, and left no room for argument.
Ryo warred internally with himself. He wanted to make Dee listen to him, he wanted to apologize…and yet…if he did so, they would be back to square one…and Ryo didn’t know if that was where he wanted to be. To tell the truth…he didn’t know where he wanted to be. He supposed Dee was right…something had to change.
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TBC
Thanks for all the reviews on chapter 1! They were actually what got the juices flowing, and why this chapter came so quickly. Keep em coming! We’ve still got a ways to go…so hang with me.
Love and Kisses,
Reika
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