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Something Better	By : Kalysia Category: +. to F > FAKE Views: 1495 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Upon opening his eyes, J.J. was startled. He sat straight up, but fell back down, clutching his head, and groaning in pain. The young man closed his eyes, tightly, and clenched his jaw. After a moment, the pain subsided. J.J. relaxed his jaw, and opened his eyes, once more.

What was that? he asked himself, silently. I didn�t like that, at all.

An unusual sound reached J.J.�s ears, and he looked around the room, his head still down against the couch. Wait a minute! What am I doing on a couch? This isn�t my couch! Where am I?

The young man pondered this question for several moments, bordering on panic, before the same sound from minutes previous registered in his ears, once more. Sitting up, this time more slowly, J.J. peered over the back of the couch. He was met with a large wall, painted an unadulterated white. From his position on the large couch, J.J. could easily see the kitchen, what appeared to be a bathroom, and several closed doors. For some reason, the entire set up of the place seemed familiar to him. He just could not figure out how or why.

With a sigh of frustration, J.J. looked down at the other end of the couch. As his feet came into view, sticking out from underneath a large, light blue blanket, something else caught his eye. J.J. nearly jumped back, and screamed, as he realized that there was a hand resting near his feet. This hand was still attached to a wrist, at the very least, and the arm disappeared as it neared the floor. Utterly terrified, the sharpshooter swallowed, hard, and leaned over the couch. His eyes scanned a lean, male figure, dressed in dress pants and a white shirt.

Oh, shit! he thought. I hope to hell that he�s not dead!

As J.J.�s eyes traveled up the figure�s body, he was at a loss. His gaze finally fell upon the other man�s face.

�GAH!� J.J. let out a shout, this time, and pushed himself as far back against the arm of the couch as he could. �RYO?� he screamed, as the man on the floor began to stir. It took a moment, but, J.J. finally calmed down enough to stop screaming. �What in the hell is going on?�

Ryo sat up, with a groan. He blinked, several times, before resting his gaze on J.J. Upon seeing the face of his colleague, Ryo smiled. �Hey, you�re awake�� he mumbled, still half asleep. �Sorry. I guess that I dozed off.�

He doesn�t sound surprised to find me here, J.J. thought, quickly. His realization sparked another, more horrifying thought. Oh, shit! I didn�t� The sharpshooter ran his hands over his body, frantically, before sighing in relief. He was still fully clothed.

Ryo watched J.J.�s actions, and raised his left eyebrow. �Are you okay?�

�Okay? OKAY?� J.J. screeched. �I�d be fine, if you�d tell me why I�m here!� His tone of surprise changed to one of anger, as he caught Ryo laughing at him. �What�s so funny? Huh?�

�You don�t remember?�

J.J. paused. What was he supposed to remember? Since his clothes were still on, as he had already determined, there was a very slim chance that they had messed around. A bit worried, J.J. took a moment to think about the question before him. He remembered pulling himself out of bed, and leaving for work. He had received no new cases, and had spent his morning filling out some paperwork, and filing the incident report for the Bretten case. J.J. smirked. Leave it to Drake to pistol whip the guy� Morning break had come, and he was hungry. He remembered getting up, leaving his office, and going to the break room. Ryo� Ryo had given him a dollar, because his would not go into the machine. The tall brunette was� Worried? J.J. mentally scoffed at the thought, but, he reconsidered. That was what he said, wasn�t it? It was. Ryo had followed him into his office. J.J. had told him to lock the door, and then�

�Oh, shit!� J.J. nearly screamed, as realization dawned on him. What in the hell had he done that for? Why had he been so stupid? Showing a vulnerability like that. He knew that Ryo would never let it go. J.J. looked over at the other man, still in disbelief at his own actions.

Ryo, for his part, looked equally bewildered. �J.J.? What�s the matter? Are you feeling okay?� He moved to sit on the couch, but, just as he took his seat, J.J. scooted back against the armrest, once more. �J.J.?� Ryo repeated, somewhat concerned. �Is everything all right? You gave Drake and I a bit of a scare, today.�

J.J. cringed. Drake knew about his little incident, too? �How many other people know about it?� he asked, without thinking.

Ryo looked thoughtful. �Um, well, just me, Drake, and Commissioner Rose.� At that comment, J.J. froze, and Ryo immediately felt guilty. �I�m sorry, J.J. I had to get permission to take you home after you fell asleep.�

�I�� J.J. trailed. �Look, I�m sorry, okay? Just, don�t tell anyone else.� A thought jumped into the young man�s head, and he could not help but ask. �How did you get me out of the building? I don�t remember waking up.�

Ryo shrugged. �I carried you out.� As J.J. began to protest, Ryo continued. �Don�t worry. Drake blocked everyone�s view. No one saw you.� The brunette smiled, softly, as J.J. noticeably relaxed. �I have to know,� Ryo continued, warily. �What happened, today?�

Once more, J.J. stiffened. He had no idea how to respond. There was no way that he was going to tell the other man the truth. That would be something. He�d just laugh at me. Or, worse, he would� J.J. shook his head. There was just no way that he could admit to it.

The silence that fell over his colleague was beginning to worry Ryo. He was about to repeat his question, when something in his mind told him not to. He�s probably still hurting, and you know that. Besides, who says that he wants to talk about it? Let him come to you. Otherwise, leave him be.

Deciding that his conscience was right, Ryo held up his right hand, and smiled. �You know what? Don�t worry about it. Your business is your business, right?� Oh, that sounded good. Make it sound like you don�t care, a little more, why don�t you? Ryo shook his head, a bit, and stood up from his place on the couch. �What I mean is, if you don�t want to tell me, you don�t have to. It�s none of my business, anyway.� With that, the brunette began to walk out of the room.

�Where are you going?� J.J. asked, quietly. He knew that it was none of his business, but, he was curious. Why was Ryo retreating, all of a sudden?

Hearing J.J.�s question, Ryo stopped, and looked over his right shoulder. �To the bathroom,� he replied, with a soft smile. �You had a fever, earlier. I�m going to get the thermometer. I want to know if it had come down, any.� With one final smile, Ryo turned back around, and disappeared into the bathroom.

J.J. stared after Ryo, long after the other man had disappeared from view. He couldn�t believe what he had just heard. Was Ryo really worried about him? When had that started? Remembering the brunette�s words, J.J. reached up, and touched his forehead. I am a bit warm, he considered, as he rested his hand in his lap. A sudden feeling of warmth tingled its way through his body, settling in his stomach. The sensation caught J.J. by surprise, and he tried to fight it down. When the feeling did not subside, J.J. gave up. As a stray thought found its way into his mind, the young man smiled.

Maybe, this is what it feels like to have someone care.
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