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FAKE
First Year Together: A New Day (May)

Chapter 28

Pairing:
Dee/Ryo

Fandom: FAKE

Rating:
Mature. No sex. Just the usual swearing and one kiss

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 trying to find enough evidence
to expose a crooked cop. This story explores homophobic attitudes but is
primarily a love story between two men.

Disclaimer:
I do not own FAKE or any of the characters created by Sanami Matoh (Mike
Abernathy is mine, however). I receive no money to write this story.

Author's notes: Please
read and review. If you'd like to
read Chapter 29, it's on my Livejournal page.

Thank you to Mtemplar.

A New
Day

Chapter 28

"Lieutenant
Abernathy," the Chief said. "What brings you here?"

"Lieutenant Smith, I came along to see you in person, since it
was clear as daylight you weren't planning on returning your old friend's calls
anytime soon." Abernathy stepped into the room and shut the door
firmly in Leona's face.


The Chief's face went from incredulous to angry in a matter of
seconds. "Mike," he rumbled, "What the hell's gotten----"

"Save it,
Warren. I know you're probably busy, so I'll make this quick. And what I
have to say, I want to direct equally at these two detectives here,
particularly you, MacLean." Lieutenant Abernathy jabbed an accusing finger
at Ryo, who looked surprised.

"I don't want
you or your paramour here" --he jerked a thumb in Dee's direction--
"sniffing around my son anymore. Perhaps you think it's all right to
be flaunting your unnatural relationship before your own child, but I won't
have a man of your stripe encouraging my boy to walk your unGodly path. How
dare you take him to a Karate class without consulting me? It's bad enough
that you had him in your clutches for two nights last week. God only knows
the extent of the harm that was done to him!"

"Lieutenant
Abernathy," said Ryo in a hard voice, leaving the window sill and taking a
step forward. "No harm was--"

Mike immediately
interrupted him, his loud, accusing voice drowning out Ryo's. "No
harm was done? No harm? That you can say that to my face without a
blush is a miracle, it surely is! Why, the boy's come back more set on his
destructive lifestyle choice than ever! He says he was inspired by the 'love' he witnessed between you two!"

Ryo thought he had
never heard the word 'love' sound so dirty, especially as it was accompanied by
a look of sheer revulsion from the Internal Affairs lieutenant. That look hit
him like a blow.

"Now the fool
boy wants to grow up to be like you.
He says he doesn't believe in a God who would send him to hell for finding
happiness in the arms of another male! He refused to attend church
yesterday! And you have the balls to say to me that no harm has been
done?"

"Mike, we all
know that you've been having problems with your son," said the
Chief. "But you can't lay the blame for a pre-existing situation on
the two men who found him and looked after him."

"If you
consider feeding him, giving him a warm place to sleep and laundering his
clothes to be harming him, then I am guilty!" Ryo was angry.
His face was as red as Lieutenant Abernathy's and although none there would
have guessed it, he was trying very hard not to let go of his temper and punch
the insufferable little man into the coat rack.

"We took him to
a basketball game too," Dee added loudly. "By your twisted logic, I
guess we're guilty of 'sports abuse', huh?"

"You can joke
all you like, Detective Laytner. I wouldn't be expecting a man with no
family of his own to have any understanding of these matters,
particularly a man of such well-known dissolute and licentious
proclivities! In fact--"

Abernathy stopped mid-sentence
as Dee rose, cursing, from his chair, and seized him by the collar. Almost
right away, however, Ryo was there between them, effectively preventing either
man from being able to strike the other.

"Dee, let him
go," he said, giving him a warning look. "This won't solve
anything." He thought that
surely by now, Dee's stitches must be reminding him of their existence.

"I'll thank you
both to get your filthy hands off me! It shames me that the NYPD allows the
likes of you two within its ranks!" Abernathy turned his head and
addressed the Chief, who had risen to his feet behind his desk. "Warren! I
don't know what you thought you were about, sending this pair of degenerates
out after my boy. All I can say is you must not have been aware that these two
are flagrant HOMOSEXUALS and not
fit to be in the company of decent men, let alone children!"

         Although Mike had more or less been
shouting since he had arrived in the Chief's office, this last sentence
had been delivered with extra volume, no doubt for the edification of anyone
who might have been lurking outside in the hall. Ryo knew that Mike's dramatic
door-banging entry had probably attracted interest from a variety of quarters.
He didn't doubt that that particular detail, plus any other choice bits
of information that had been overheard, would be all over the building by
noon. But he couldn't think about it now. He had to not only get through
the next few minutes without losing his own cool, but at the same time, somehow
prevent Dee from punching out Abernathy.

"Decent
men like you?" Dee snarled. "Decent men who beat their children and
force them to run away from home to the 'safety' of the streets?"

Mike
lost what last few traces of control he had been holding over his
temper. "Unhand me, you unnatural freak! Don't touch me with the
same filthy hands you touch your lover-boy here with. It makes me sick to even
look at you!"

The
Chief had to hurry out from behind his desk to assist Ryo in hauling Dee away
from Lieutenant Abernathy.

       "Aw, Chief, let me get just
one shot in. Lemme send him to the dentist. You know he deserves
it! C'mon, let me go," Dee insisted, struggling mightily.

         "Stay
away from my boy," Lieutenant Abernathy spat at Dee and Ryo. If you
attempt to seduce his mind or any other part of him again, I will do everything
in my not inconsiderable power within the NYPD to make sure that you regret it
for the rest of your misbegotten lives!"

"Mike,
you sonofabitch, that's enough!" bellowed the Chief. "This is my
precinct, my office, my goddamned turf! And Laytner and MacLean are MY
men, and damn fine detectives, at that. How dare you come in here
throwing your weight around for all the world like you outrank ME? This
'distraught father' act simply doesn't cut it if that's your excuse for
carrying out some kind of warped personal vendetta on men under my command. I
find your behavior both incomprehensible and highly unprofessional."

         "Warren,
I--"

         "QUIET!
You've had your goddamned say! You've made your little scene
AND your point, at the cost of your credibility and mine. This ain't high
school, you nincompoop; it's real life. IA is clearly not keeping you busy
enough if you feel you got time to drive over here on a Monday morning to yell
at me and my detectives over what amounts to a bunch of trumped up crap!
I'll be writing this up, Mike. You can bet your ass on that."

         Abernathy's
face was still angry, but the Chief's words had quelled him somewhat. He drew
himself up to his full, rather diminutive height and scowled at all three of
them.

         "I've
said all I came here to say, and I'll be leavin' now." He stepped
over to the door with his head held high. "But I meant what I said.
Keep those two predatory popinjays away from my son, or so help me, there'll be
hell to pay."

         "It's
not illegal to be gay, sir," snarled Dee.

"No,
and more's the pity," Abernathy replied. "Good day, Warren." He
walked out of the door, leaving it open.

         Before
either of them could say anything, Leona, who had obviously been hovering
nearby, rushed in. Janet was there too, but she waited outside.

         "Sir,
I'm so sorry!" Leona exclaimed. "I tried my best to stop him, but he
wouldn't listen to me."

         "It's
all right," the Chief said reassuringly. "I'm not blaming
you. Lieutenant Abernathy can be a force unto himself when he's riled up
about something."

         "I
just couldn't believe it when he pushed right past me-- I've never
experienced behavior like that from a---Did you say he was
a lieutenant with Internal Affairs?" Leona eyed Dee and Ryo
wonderingly over the Chief's shoulder.

         Ryo
glanced at Dee. The Chief hadn't actually said any such thing – she had
probably learned that from standing right outside the door. The two detectives
waited silently as the Chief ushered her out, making reassuring comments and asking
her to write him a report of her part in this incident, in her own words.
When he had closed the door behind her, he came back in and returned to
his desk with an irritable sigh.

         "What
the hell was that all about?" he asked the two angry-looking
detectives.

"I
think he came here to find out if we had told you about our suspicions
concerning him," said Ryo, matter-of-factly. "He also wanted to
provoke one of us into hitting him so that he could claim we were persecuting
him in case he ever found us staking out his apartment building."

         Dee
looked at Ryo in surprise, but the Chief just nodded and picked up the cigar he
had been forced to discard earlier when it had been necessary for him to help
restrain Dee. "Good job, Randy. Bastard took a calculated risk. And
whaddaya think now? Did he get the answer to his question?"

         "I'm
not sure, sir. A lot depends on how you guys used to interact. I don't
know your history."

         "Well,
I'd say he knows. He's a smart man, except for that temper. The temper is
his weak point. You should keep that in mind."

"He's
not smart," said Ryo.  "He's cunning. There's a difference.
I believe he has made some spectacularly stupid mistakes in his life, and I
want to be there when he makes the next one."

         "We
will be, Ryo," Dee said from his place beside him. "We're gonna shut
that sonofabitch down." He was looking a little pale, and he stood
with a hand resting lightly on his injured side, but his voice sounded strong
and determined.

"He
had another, more crass purpose in coming here today, too," the Chief
said, looking at them speculatively. "Apparently he felt a burning need to
inform me that you two are involved in a... personal relationship."

         Dee
and Ryo were silent, each fearful that their partnership was about to be broken
up. Ryo was worrying what the chief would think of him now. He
already knew that the Chief was tolerant of gays because of his experience with
Dee, as a flagrant bisexual, and JJ as an even more flagrant homosexual, but he
thought that the knowledge that HE was also gay would probably come as a
surprise to the Chief. How's he gonna react when he finds out he has another one? he thought.

         The Chief looked
steadily at them for a moment, and then said, "Siddown, the pair of
ya. I know what you're thinking."

         They sat.
Neither said a word.

         "According
to regulations, I should break you two up and assign you different partners,
maybe even assign one of you to a different department."

         Ryo slumped his
shoulders; Dee looked angry.

         "Just keep
your trap shut, Laytner. I ain't done talking." The Chief took his
cigar out of his mouth, turned it around and frowned at the end that was
supposed to be lit, but wasn't.

         "The
fact is, yours is a successful partnership, one of the best I've ever seen. The
number of crimes you two have solved together is, I think, way higher than what
you could have achieved with other partners, or by working alone."

         Ryo
dared to raise his head and look at the Chief. He and Dee cautiously
exchanged glances.


      "You
two are not married, correct?"


      "Correct,"
said Ryo quickly, although he blushed furiously at the very thought.


      "Not
common-law? Not co-habiting?"


      "No
sir."


      "Have
you made any kind of public declaration about being a couple?"


    "Not
yet." It was Dee who answered this time, with a sidelong look at Ryo.


    "Then I
don't know shit," said the Chief, lighting his cigar and taking several
long puffs. "All I've been told was some hearsay, some gossip about
the personal lives of two of the guys on my team. There ain't nothin' here I
have to formally act on."


    Dee and Ryo
broke into smiles of relief.


    "But I
don't want any crap, d'you hear me? If you're having problems with each other
in your, ah, FRIENDship, I don't want that spilling over into your work life,
capiche? I expect professional behavior at all times."


"Yes sir!" Ryo couldn't stop smiling.


"Now get back to work. Just because it's
non-stop drama around here doesn't mean the Commissioner isn't breathing down
my neck for a wrap on the Lydgate murder. Come on guys, Parker and Adams
left you dead in the water on that one."


  "Hey, you were the one who told us to drop everything
and find that kid!" Dee grumbled resentfully.

         "I didn't
tell you to drop everything, I just told you to work harder. I don't know why I
waste my breath, since slacking off is your number one talent, Dee. Now, like I
said, get the hell out of here."

&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&^&

As
they left the Chief's office, they found themselves under the surreptitious
scrutiny of several interested parties. Ryo felt that he didn't want to
look anybody straight in the eye until he'd had a chance to consider all the
ramifications of what had just happened. He couldn't wait until they
reached the relative privacy of their office on the fourth floor. But he
was also concerned about Dee's injured side and whether he had done any further
damage to it.

"How's
your wound?" he asked under his breath as they headed down the long
corridor that led to the stairs.

"Fucking
killing me," Dee muttered back through gritted teeth. He was clutching his
side as they walked.

"Is
it bleeding?"

Dee
lifted his hand and checked his shirt. "Possibly," he said.
"It's either bleeding or seeping fluid, because I feel something wet down
there, but the bandage seems to be soaking it up so far."

         "Maybe
we should get you to a hospital," Ryo said, frowning at him anxiously.
"I knew I shouldn't have let you come to work today!"

"No! No
more hospitals. I'll go to a clinic, but not anywhere where they might try to
keep me overnight."

"In
that case, let's not make you walk up four flights of stairs," Ryo said.
We're already on the ground floor; let's just head out, okay?"

"Yeah,
I'm all for getting the fuck outta here." Dee seemed to brighten up at the
thought. "That was a heavy scene we just went through, and now everyone's
gonna be bugging us to find out what happened. I could use a smoke too."

"Where's
your jacket? Upstairs?"

"Yeah,
but don't worry about it. I got it covered." Dee produced his cell phone
and hit speed dial.

"JJ
Adams, please," he said. A frown appeared momentarily on Ryo's
face, but was gone by the time Dee glanced back at him, asking, "You need
anything from upstairs?"

Ryo
shook his head. "Not if we're coming back later."

"Hey,
Drake," said Dee into the phone. "How ya doin'?" There was
a pause while Drake spoke. "It sucked, man," Dee
continued. "Yeah, tell me about it! Listen, I need JJ. Is he
with you? Cool. Put him on, okay? Later, dude."

As
Dee spoke with JJ on the phone, Ryo was approached by Kerry Bristow, one of the
officers he recognized from the Juvenile Division. She was an attractive
brunette, originally from one of the midwestern states. She greeted him warmly
and expressed sympathy over what had occurred a short time ago in the Chief's
office.

"I
just happened to be here because I needed to talk to Sergeant Dyer about one of
my regulars," she said. "But we could hear the yelling from
Lieutenant Smith's office all the way out here in the hall. It must have been
awful for you." She looked at him sympathetically. Ryo's heart sank. So
much for getting out of there.

"It
was...pretty bad. But Dee and I have to be leaving now. We've got an
appointment." He glanced over at Dee who was saying, "...and make
sure my smokes don't fall out of my pocket, okay?"

Kerry
leaned in closer to Ryo and dropped her voice
conspiratorially. "Being accused of homosexuality is probably the
last thing you needed, especially after those rumors that your whole department
is gay," she said. "Of course I'm aware that a lot of your
co-workers have that little problem, but I don't know how people can say that
about you when everyone knows you had a girlfriend a few months back. I
just wanted to let you know that you have my support." She smiled
reassuringly and patted his chest.

Ryo
stared and felt the hated blush heating his cheeks. But this time, it wasn't
entirely embarrassment. It was partially anger.

"Kerry,"
he said carefully. "What's wrong with being gay? My co-workers aren't
hurting anyone."

She
wrinkled her little nose in confusion. "Wrong? Come on. Ew."

Just
then, Dee snapped his phone closed and moved to Ryo's side. "JJ's
gonna meet us in the parking lot in five minutes or probably less, knowing him."

"Oh,
don't let me keep you, then," said Kerry. "I've got to get going
myself. Take care, Ryo." She turned away without acknowledging Dee.

"Bye,"
said Ryo.

"She's
one of the minor harpies over at Juvie, isn't she?" Dee watched her go.
"Guess she still hates me."

There
had been a bad scene over at the Juvenile Division several weeks ago, wherein
Dee had loudly criticized two of their number over how they had handled a badly
botched case. The fact that he had been right and not the slightest bit tactful
about it had sealed his fate as persona non grata at that particular department
forever.

"Yeah,
but what can you do? Let's get out of here before anyone else tries to
pump us for information."

JJ
met them in the parking area, carrying Dee's suit jacket and a multicolored
paper shopping bag with handles.

"Hi
Ryo! Hello, Dee-Sempai! I didn't get a chance to talk to you this
morning -- How are you feeling?"

"I'm
in pain, JJ, so no hugging, got that? Ryo's taking me to a clinic, so we can't
hang around. But thanks for bringing me my jacket." He reached for it
eagerly and liberated his cigarettes from the inside pocket.

While
Dee smoked, JJ expressed concern for Dee's injury and chattered about the
Lydgate case. Ryo was listening with interest, but Dee interrupted him mid-word
and said, "What's in the bag?"

"Oh!
I can't believe I forgot. Some treats for you in case you didn't get a proper
breakfast and that gift you asked me to pick up."

"Food!
Why didn't you say so? Hand it over."

         Dee rooted through
the bag and pulled out a chocolate croissant with an expression of pleasure on
his face.

"Thanks
JJ," he said, just before taking an enormous bite.

"Dee,
do you need to take your meds?" Ryo asked.

"Nope,
can't," mumbled Dee around a mouthful of pastry. "Just took em an
hour ago. Gotta wait."

JJ
beamed at the sight of Dee enjoying the food he had brought him and Ryo felt
his usual vague guilt for always regarding JJ as a nuisance. He had recently
been attempting to focus on his younger co-worker's good qualities, instead of
his irritating ones. JJ had, after all, done many kind and thoughtful things
for Dee over the years, and Ryo felt it was only fair to give credit where it
was due.

"Looks
like what JJ brought you is medicine enough," said Ryo to Dee, with a
smile that included JJ.

Dee
nodded and took another bite. "Let's go,"
he mumbled thickly and got into the car on the passenger side, still
chewing.

As
they pulled up in front of the clinic on First Avenue, Dee handed him the
multicolored bag. "You can have the other pastry," he said. "And
the mug is for you. I finally replaced it." He looked satisfied with
himself.

Ryo
gave him a small smile. He had half-expected this as soon as JJ had mentioned
that there was a gift in the bag. "Thank you," he said politely, and
put the bag in the back seat without glancing at it.

"Don't
you even wanna look at it?"

"I'm
sure it's very nice. JJ has excellent taste."

"Yeah,
he does. That's why I thought he should pick it out, not me."

There
was quite a line-up at the clinic, but Dee's NYPD status got him promoted to
the head of the line. As he was being seen to, Ryo sat in the waiting room
pretending to be deeply absorbed in a magazine while he ran his mind rapidly
over the scene in the Chief's office.

Now
that the Chief, in addition to Commissioner Rose, knew that Dee and Ryo were a
couple, would things stay the same in the CI Division? Whereas the Commissioner
had always been quite frank with him with regards to his bisexuality, the
Chief's attitude was more of an enigma. He was clearly a heterosexual
family man, but Ryo honestly didn't know if he secretly harbored any negative
feelings towards homosexuals. In the years that Ryo had known him, the
Chief had never made any reference to alternate sexual choices at all, either
supportive or derogatory. Even following Abernathy's rant, the Chief had
not spoken a word in support of homosexuality, although that had been the basis
of the IA lieutenant's complaints. The Chief had readily risen to the
defense of his subordinates, however, unhesitatingly putting his former
colleague in his place, but it had seemed to be more a matter of defending his
territory, rather than speaking out against an extremely prejudicial attitude
towards sexual preference. It was almost as though the Chief had simply
decided to ignore the fact that so many members of his department were 'batting
for the other team'. It was actually a little strange, when Ryo thought
about it, considering how annoyingly open both Dee and JJ had been about their
sexual preferences all along. Sure, the Chief regularly yelled and cuffed
people, but it was always for laziness or insubordination, and Ryo did have to
admit that there was a distinct undercurrent of rough affection in the way the
Chief related to them all. Maybe he really doesn't mind, he thought with wonder and a faint
dawning of hope.

But
what would this mean now, with regards to the rest of their team? If Rose
and the Chief both knew their secret, his best reason for keeping the nature of
his relationship with Dee under wraps had just been taken away. Now that
they didn't have to fear having their partnership broken up, there was a good
chance that Dee would want to tell their close friends at the precinct, like
Drake and Ted. He felt Dee would definitely want to let JJ know, too. Ryo
frowned into his magazine, asking himself what he wanted. He felt that
Abernathy's shouted accusations had probably been heard by enough people this
morning that the news that he, Ryo MacLean, was gay, was probably being bandied
all over the building. But then he reminded himself that this would not
come to anyone's ears as a brand new rumor. Some would of course be
willing to dismiss it, as Kerry had done. He and Dee would have to face
the rumor mill when they got back -- it would be best if they were ready for
it. They absolutely needed to talk beforehand.

Presently,
a harried and youthful-looking doctor stepped out into the crowded waiting room
and made a beeline for Ryo.

"Pardon
me, sir," he said, "But are you by any chance Detective Laytner's
partner?"

Ryo
sighed. "Yes," he said. "Is he being difficult
again?"

The
doctor gave him a wry smile. "A little," he said. "I'm Dr.
Stein, by the way. Nice to meet you, Mr...?"

"MacLean,"
supplied Ryo, shaking the man's extended hand.

"Your
partner is refusing to take my advice, Mr. MacLean. I was hoping you could help
me talk some sense into him. He gave me permission to come out here and
fetch you. Would you come with me, please?"

"Uh,
sure," said Ryo, wondering if he should start worrying.

He
followed Dr. Stein into a small examining room, where Dee sat waiting
on the examining table with his shirt off, a new larger bandage on his injury
and a scowl that lessened somewhat at the sight of his partner.

Dr.
Stein closed the door and turned to Ryo. "Detective Laytner has informed
me that he has not taken any time off since being released from Bellevue on
Saturday. It's my professional opinion that this man should not be at work,
particularly in a physical job such as law enforcement. He has popped one
of the sutures at one end of his wound. There's no blood, but the wound is
seeping a little. There's an increased risk of infection, not to mention
increased scarring, because we can't replace popped sutures. It is VITAL
that he refrain from physical activity until this injury has had time to heal.
If you have any influence over him at all, I suggest you bring it to bear in
this case. Can his department not do without him for a couple of
days?"

"Yes,
we can," replied Ryo with a bright glare at Dee's sulky
countenance. "I haven't been able to get him to stay home, though.
But that's going to change as of right now, isn't it, Dee?"

"But
Ryo..."

"But
nothing! I told you that you needed to rest. Do you think I can't meet
with Detective Greenspan without you? I can't believe you popped one of
your stitches." He turned to Dr. Stein who was looking unaccountably
embarrassed. "How many days do you think he should be off and can you
provide me with a note for our Lieutenant?"

"Oh
dear, I'm terribly sorry," Dr. Stein said to Dee. "When you said
your partner had brought you in, I just assumed... I didn't realize you meant
your work
partner. I would never have discussed your medical details with your co-worker
if I hadn't thought you two were..."

"It's
okay, Doc," said Dee with a big grin. "This guy knows everything
about me. I don't have any secrets from him."

It
had suddenly dawned on Ryo what type of misapprehension Dr. Stein had
been under. Had he thought they were...married or something? He could feel
his face getting warm. What a day this was turning out to be.

"I
can certainly write you a note," Dr. Stein said, reaching for his
prescription pad. I think two to three days off should suffice, but no
active duty until Friday at the very least. And even then, it shouldn't be very
active."

"Friday,
huh?" Dee winked at Ryo. "I'm glad you said that, Doc, because I
do have a little bit of mildly active duty planned for Friday."

Dr.
Stein tore the note off the pad and handed it to Dee, apologizing once again.

Ryo
promptly took the note away from Dee and put it in his pocket. As he did so, he
suddenly came to a decision. He then turned to the doctor and took a
breath. "Dr. Stein, please don't apologize," he said in a voice
that miraculously didn't sound as nervous as he felt. "You were
correct in your assumption about our relationship. Detective Laytner and I are
partners on a personal as well as a work level. I'm glad you shared this
information with me, because now I can do my best to make sure he gets the rest
he needs."

Dr.
Stein smiled gratefully at them and thanked Ryo for telling him. "I
feel better now," he said. "But I'll be more careful in the
future. I'll leave you to get dressed, Detective."

The
door closed behind him, leaving the two detectives briefly alone. They looked
at each other in silence for a moment, and Ryo was surprised to see that Dee's
face was almost as flushed as his own face felt.

"Baby,"
Dee said softly, with wonder in his eyes.

Ryo
felt embarrassed. "Just because I said it to him, doesn't mean I'm ready
to tell the world, you know," he said defensively.

Dee
smiled at him and got carefully down from the table. "Whatever. It
means a lot to me that you said it to him. Pass me my shirt, would
you? It's on the chair behind you."

When
Ryo turned to get the shirt, Dee moved up close behind him and wrapped his arms
around his lover's body. All the tension that had been building up in Ryo
immediately left him at Dee's touch.

"It's
okay, baby," Dee whispered. "Don't worry. It's all gonna
turn out okay."

"How
can you know that?" Ryo allowed himself to relax against Dee's warm,
strong body. "Right now, all our co-workers are gossiping about us."

"Yeah,"
said Dee. "They are. But trust me, they're way more interested
in the fact that Abernathy is from Internal Affairs than they are in any gay
accusations, which are old news anyway."

Ryo
realized Dee was right and it cheered him up a little. Then he was
appalled with himself for being happier that all his co-workers thought he
might be under the investigation of IA for some wrongdoing than that he might
simply be gay. But of course it wasn't simple to be gay. How had Dee ever
opened his mouth that first time, and all of the ensuing times and let people
know he was bisexual? Ryo couldn't fathom it, unless maybe it had
something to do with bisexuality receiving a slightly less hostile reaction
than homosexuality. He just couldn't imagine himself announcing anything of the
sort to his co-workers or friends.

"Dee,
I'm sorry," he said.

"What
for?" Dee was pressing slow, affectionate kisses on his shoulders, through
his shirt.

"For
not being as strong as you."

Ryo
could feel Dee's body shaking with mirth against his back. "What's so
funny?"

"Ryo
my love, my adorable dork...Don't you know you're ten times stronger than
me? I'm just noise and mouth and fists. You're the real deal,
baby."

Ryo
twisted around in Dee's arms and thrust his shirt at him. "I'm sure
they want this room," he said quickly. "So, put your clothes on
and let's get going." He couldn't imagine why Dee thought he was so
strong. He sure didn't feel that way. He hadn't for quite a long
time, truth be told. But he certainly wasn't about to show it.

"Kiss
me, first."

"Oh
all right." Ryo leaned in and quickly pecked his partner on the
cheek, figuring it was better to capitulate than to spend the next five
minutes arguing about it.

"Oh
no you don't." Dee caught hold of him just as he was drawing back and
yanked him close again.

Ryo's
protest was quickly stilled by a pair of very determined and skilled lips,
working in concert with a creatively applied tongue. In addition to that
pleasure, there was also a hint of a chocolate pastry taste still in Dee's
mouth. At first Ryo tried not to respond in the hopes that Dee would give up
and let him go. But as usual, that strategy was a dismal failure. Dee just
redoubled his efforts, and in fact backed Ryo up against the examining table.
Ryo's arms went around Dee and as his hands made contact with the naked skin of
Dee's back and chest, his body went into foreplay mode, quite without his
permission. Against his better judgment, he began returning the kiss in earnest
and was only recalled to an awareness of his surroundings by a sharp knock on
the door.

"Almost
done in there?" called a female voice, no doubt one of the nurses.

"I
need another minute," Dee replied, but he let go of the now struggling
Ryo. His partner was glaring at him, but the embers of desire still burned in
his eyes.

"You
are such a bastard," grumbled Ryo, looking down with dismay at where his semi-hard
penis bulged in the front of his pants.

"Yeah,
I am," Dee agreed, quickly buttoning his shirt and smiling wickedly at
him. "But it's your fault for being so fucking sexy."

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"No
really, I'm fine. It's just one train and a few stops from here. I'll
be home in no time. Trust me, babe."

"Dee,
I'm so sorry...Are you sure?"

"Yeah,
Ryo, don't be late for Tina. She'll just lord it over you and expect you
to kiss her ass if you are. Go on, now. Call me at some point, okay?"

"Okay." Ryo
glanced at his watch at then back at Dee. His sixth sense was warning him that
something was awry, yet logically, he couldn't put his finger on what it might
be. What was he worried about? Did he think Dee wouldn't go home? Of
course he would. He could play video games, order pizza, nap and
watch TV. Left to himself, Dee was by no means a workaholic. "I'll
call you, Dee. Take your meds on schedule, okay?"

"You
got it bro. Now get going. Traffic's backing up behind you."

Ryo
glanced at the rear-view mirror. Dee was right, dammit -- it was. He nodded at
his partner, called out a final goodbye, and then sped off in the direction of
Queens.

Dee
watched him go, and then crossed the street. He had no intention of going home
just yet. He was going to pay Detective Shaver a surprise visit at home.
That bastard was up to something and they couldn't afford to lose him
now. Sure Ryo would be pissed, but he would probably thank him later.

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