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Game Of Chasing	By : Mitmiya Category: +. to F > FAKE Views: 1789 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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::Game Of Chasing::

Disclaimer: looks down at her color-fading clothes You would think I would be wearing better outfit if I owned these guys, though I would not mind having less of that around them! everybody stares at her in horror RUN FOR YOUR LIFE!

Summary: Dee faces another day, except this time Ryo's not around. The stalker tries to take advantage of that, while JJ plants himself on the available Dee. DxR, DxOC, DxJJ, eventually? Who knows?! Vote for your fav.

Pairings: DeeXRyo, DeexOC, DeexJJ... ??

Nagging Voice: Tails between her legs Gomen, gomen, minna-sama! It's been what, twenty days or something... really sorry! Besides this story and four more, I have to start two new ones. WHAT?! you might say, but problem is if I dun write them now, I never ever could after that. Ano... this story is getting on my nerves, for I know what I want to happen but the events are kind of not in order. It's like walking in the mall with fog (how's that possible, dun ask me! O.o), you hit all stores but not in the order you might want. Oh, what the heck am I talking about! Gomen! Please, forget about this and read on~! Arigatou! n.n

Warning: YAOI!! Please, if you are offended by that, just press that pwetty X up there, or the lovely arrow that's pointin' to the left, and no, you dun have to follow where it's pointing at. chuckles Violence and possible attempted rape in following chapters, and some bad language! Oh, and this story is not beta-read.

Comebacks: A section for you, reviewers! Yay! Here's my replies:

Vivacious: And here's another update! Whee~! Ahh, our poor Dee, now now, I can't write a story without this hottie suffering, so you're gonna get that! A lot of it, actually! And yep, I agree... Ryo should beg for Dee to make him his! Yes, Dee forever!! Gomen, kinda hyper today! Thanks for R&R Vivacious-san!!
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++Chapter Two: By My Side, Shadow++

Dee sighed, letting his head fall and slam the surface of the desk. Closing his eyes, he felt himself start to drift off and heard the world of dreams calling his name repeatedly, encouraging him to let go of that hold he had on reality and to give in for his body's needs. He fell asleep, not caring about the drool that gathered in the corner of his mouth but wanting to get only a minute of rest. Ryo and him had been pulling double shifts lately, due to the flu season that had invaded the city, taking down a lot of officers with it, leaving the police department almost empty.
The dark-haired man was outraged when he was first ordered to stay extra hours after his usual shift, moaning about how he was a human, too and how the can screw itself while he got the few hours of sleep that he deserved. It all stopped, though, once Ryo nodded once, agreeing silently to stay, for Dee had nothing do now since the man he loved was going to be spending the night in the station. The only thing left to do was to waste his time in the police department, too. At least he got Ryo there to keep him interested and... awake.
Well, he was not awake anymore. Dee had slipped into the blissful unconsciousness state of sleep, not deeply enough to start dreaming, though. Dreaming was the best part for the young police officer, for that is the time where everything is going the way he wants it. The perfect world of his, where Ryo and him were together and with everything that hurts him locked out. He loved that place, he loved the images he had about him and his beloved together. He loved it so bad that he always kept wishing it was true.
Unfortunately, he was not about to go to that world yet, at least not today. As he felt himself slipping even deeper into sleep, a hand shaking his shoulder roughly awakened him. He jerked awake, knocking the chair as he stood up quickly, earning a dizziness spell for his trouble. Dee was grateful for the hand that kept him steady as he swayed on wobbly legs. Taking a deep breath, he heard the familiar voice ask him.
"Are you okay?"
Dark-haired head bobbed up and down in a nod, hands rubbing at stressed eyes that had not relaxed for long since a number of days. "Sure, JJ, you can let go now."
The blue-eyed man blushed faintly, "Yeah sure." He mumbled, then the slightly shorter man got serious, and when JJ gets serious, he meant business. It's a rare occasion to see that fixed expression on him that Dee could not help but actually pay attention to him. "Tonight, you're with Drake and me. Ryo just called in sick, or I think Bikky's the one who did it."
Dee's eyes widened, concern lacing his voice. "What?! You mean to tell me that Ryo is sick? Too sick to even call in?!" He bit his lower lip, "I have to go check up on him, who knows, maybe he's dying or something!" He was in process of reaching to his jacket when Ted ran past them and down the hall, towards the exit doors, screaming. "The bank is being robbed, they need us there ASAP!"
Like the two professional police officers they were, Dee and JJ took off after Ted, who had shared a car with Drake, their faces fixed into a grim expression. Dee jumped into the driver's seat without a word, and as he turned the siren on, he started the engine, flooring the gas pedal.
Finally some serious action.
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He felt the sweat roll slowly down his cheek, taking its sweet time to tickle the soft skin, knowing that it was not threatened by being wiped for now. The sweat drop slid down faster, to fall off when it met the edge of the whiskered chin. Dee did not dare to even move an inch, his exhausted eyes taking in blurry images.
The dark clouds had covered the sun, and the alley Dee had found himself in was as dark as it would be in the middle of the night. The dark-haired man cursed softly; he was not able to see straight and on top of that, it was too damn dark. His hands tightened on the gun, absorbing a sense of safety from the weight of the firearm.
The robbers were fleeing when they reached the site, the bags in their hands full of money they were able to get out of the building. Three of them stopped as the police officers turned their guns on them, but another decided to try his luck and escape. Drake went after him, not wanting to shoot his gun since the robber was not armed. Meanwhile, Dee had noticed one ski-masked man sneak into the nearby alley, disappearing in the shadows.
He hadn't thought about telling anybody, he just acted on instinct, running after the black-dressed robber, gun in hand. Now, he was walking in circles, stumbling in the dark and he still could not find that man anywhere. Breathing deeply, Dee reached the end of the alley, which opened to a back, narrow street. He stuck his back against the wall, looking left and right twice before deciding the coast was clear.
Sighing softly, he shook his head, trying to clear his blurry vision. He needed to get some sleep, and he needed to get that now! That simple distraction took a few moments, but in those seconds he failed to notice the black-clad man come out of his hiding, a gun aimed at Dee's head. A shaking finger tried to pull the trigger, the man knowing that he was about to cross the line, becoming, instead of a bank robber, a cop killer.
"Dee! Watch out!"
Laytner did not have enough time to turn around before he felt something hit him in the side, shoving him down to the ground. He groaned as he hit the ground, but then he gasped when he heard a gun retort. He tried to get up, but somebody was laying on top of him, pinning him down.
"It's cool guys! I got 'im!" Dee looked up to see a grinning Ted dragging an unconscious man past them and into the alley. "I'll get him back to the guys, so you two could get all lovey-dovey with no interruption."
Dee groaned when he heard the person on top of him reply. "Thanks, Ted! I owe ya!"
Dark eyes stared up into beautiful violet eyes, and then the stare turned into a glare. Sitting up, Dee grabbed hold of the upper arms of the man sitting on his lap. "Are you fuckin' crazy?! What the hell was that, you jackass?!"
JJ's eyes widened, shock registering on his face. "What are you talking about?" He asked, confused.
Dee shook the smaller man, snarling in his face. "You could've been shot, you ass. Killed, dead, not alive anymore! What would I do then?! Like hell I need you dying for me! What the fuck were you thinkin'-- no, you weren't fuckin' thinkin' at all, you bitch!" Dee panted, his whole being shaking with anger. The man in front of him could've been injured, or worse, killed, just because of him.
JJ's face was fixed into a grim expression, hurt written all over his face. Suddenly he grabbed the forearms of the angry man, that serious expression on his face again, then he pushed him away, forcing him to let his grip go. Gently, he pushed the dark-haired man down to the ground and pinned him once again, his face a few inches away that he could feel Dee's fastening breaths on his face, while he secured Laytner's arms above his head.
"Yeah, well, maybe I was not really thinking when I shoved you, because I saw you there, so close to death and my tongue tied up that I couldn't say anything. I was so fuckin' scared, Dee." He angrily said, not yelling, instead speaking in a hissing whisper. Dee blinked for a moment, too tongue tied to speak, then who was that? He was not able to think anymore as JJ continued, his tone softer than before. "You see, you jerk, I'm always scared when I'm near you. Scared that I'm going to lose that something that I've never actually had, but I keep on hoping everyday! Maybe I was not thinkin' because that's me when you're around, not thinking. I can't think when you're there, because," JJ swallowed, "because I love you, because I want you to be mine."
Dee gasped, not being able to move away when soft lips locked with his, tongue taking advantage of the parted lips to slip into the warm haven, licking and caressing. Tears stung the back of Dee's eyes, frustration coursing through him as he felt his body react to the touches of his colleague.
Ryo...
JJ.

++TBC...++
AN: @_@ Oops, JJ and Dee getting at it? In the darkened afternoon? Isn't that a bit early? chuckles Okay, I have to admit that I have no idea how this story's going to go, I'm just writing whatever is popping up in my mind. I hope not a lot of people were disturbed by the last scene, but hey, let JJ have some fun winks After all, it's not gonna last for long... I think. Please tell me what you think of this chapter! Thanks a lot for reading!!
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