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FAKE

Don't Know What
You've Got Till It's Gone

by Lady
Dragonphire

Summary: When Dee suffers amnesia after sacrificing
himself to save Ryo from a terrible accident, can Ryo overcome his shyness and
win back the love of his life before it's too late for their love?

Disclaimer:
FAKE and its characters are the property of Sanami Matoh.

WARNING:
The character's reactions might be slightly out of character when faced with
traumatic events, but then again one never really knows how one will act when
confronted by inescapable tragedy.

WARNING:
Angst/Drama

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Chapter 4. Have
You Ever Needed Someone So Bad?

[Have You Ever
Wanted Someone You Just Couldn't Have�?]

(Def Leppard)

Ryo woke up the
next day feeling surprisingly refreshed and rested. True to the nurse's
prediction, he had slept all night, surrendering to his body's demand that he
let himself be healed both physically and emotionally. He got up and went into
the bathroom to take a shower and brush his teeth, emerging in a new pair of
pajamas with a towel hanging over his shoulder, his honey-blond hair still a
bit damp. He went over to the bedside table, where he found that one of the
nurses had left a steaming cup of tea for him. Dee was not the only one who had
fallen willing victim to the nurses' appreciative gestures of the two
handsomest patients on the floor. He smiled at the simple gesture and took a
tentative sip from the mug, drinking a bit more when he realized that it was
not unbearably hot. It was the first real substance he had eaten or drank in
the past few days. He sat down on the bed against his pillows and sighed
contentedly as the warm liquid soothed his parched throat.

There was a knock
at the door and Dr. Black came in briskly, a broad smile lighting up her face
as she saw that Ryo looked rested and was actually drinking something.
"How did you sleep last night, Randy?" she asked gently, not wanting
to prompt any unpleasant thoughts from recurring while he seemed so peaceful
now. However, she did not have to worry as Ryo's midnight eyes sparkled vigorously in
response to her inquiring chocolate gaze.

"Great,
thanks," he replied, setting his cup down on the bedside table. "That
pill I took really helped me to fall asleep. It was the first time that I slept
well in days," he reflected.

"Well, I'm
very glad to hear that," the doctor replied, "because there are two
people here that will be very happy to see that you are doing okay."

At Ryo's
questioning glance, she walked over to the door and said, "You can come in
now; he's able to have visitors today." With a quick wave of her hand, she
exited Ryo's room to tend to her other patients.

`Oh God,' Ryo
thought worriedly. `I never got to go visit Dee yesterday. That medicine must have
really knocked me out. I wonder if he's doing okay, or if he even noticed that
I didn't come back.' His musings were interrupted by the sound of forceful
footsteps from outside rapidly approaching his room.

A bundle of
bright blue eyes and platinum blonde hair raced into the room, barreling onto
the bed next to Ryo and throwing his arms around the startled honey-blond.
"Bikky!" Ryo managed to get out before his Aunt Elena walked into the
room after the rambunctious boy. His arms tightened around his young charge. He
had missed Bikky's limitless energy that the boy seemed to radiate. However,
sometimes Ryo felt that the boy was too much to handle at times lately. He
hoped he was up to the visit.

Meeting Ryo's
gaze, Elena smiled in genuine relief as she walked over to the bed and pulled
up a chair. Untangling himself gently from Bikky's death grip, Ryo reached out
and embraced her in a loving hug. She pulled him close and spoke softly.
"You really had us worried there, kiddo. We kept calling but they weren't
too willing to give us an update on your condition until I insisted that if you
started having nightmares about your parents dying in a car accident and now Dee involved in one, that you could be
in some serious need of psychological help. Anyway, my ploy worked and now here
we are - finally," she said as she moved away to include Bikky in the
conversation once more.

"Thanks -
it really means a lot to me that you guys came to visit," Ryo admitted,
unwilling as of yet to let his Aunt know how close to the truth her statement
actually was. However, he suppressed a smile at knowing just how persistent
Elena could be. He almost pitied the hospital staff. Almost.

Bikky, however,
was not so quick to offer soothing well-wishes for Ryo's recovery. Putting his
suspicious face up to Ryo's, he demanded, "Ryo, is it true that the perv
was driving?"

The blatant
delivery of the question caught Ryo off-guard and he only managed to sigh and
nod his head in response, knowing where this never-ending battle was going,
before Bikky venomously declared, "I'll kill him for what he did to you!
I'm just glad that you aren't more seriously hurt. Where is his room? I'm gonna
make him pay!"

"Bikky
wait! Please calm down. You are not going anywhere. Besides, Dee is in no condition to blame for
anything. He wouldn't even know who you were at this point," Ryo pleaded,
his dark eyes betraying his worry.

"What -
he's so dumb that I know he'll deny what he did to you, pretending to forget to
get out of taking responsibility for his actions," Bikky retorted.
"Ryo, why do you put up with him? You could do so much better, �.like
maybe with a woman?"

"Damn it
Bikky - that is enough! I am sick and tired of you always badmouthing Dee!" Ryo yelled, exasperated and
clearly upset by the youth's harsh words. He knew that Bikky would try to use
any and all ammunition available to add fuel to his fire against Dee. "No, Dee would not remember anything about
the accident because he CAN'T!" Ryo shouted bitterly, his voice rising in
desperation. Seeing the boy's puzzled expression, Ryo managed to quietly choke
out, "He has amnesia," before bursting into sobs that wracked his
whole body. "I may have lost him forever," Ryo whispered before he
was enveloped in Elena's warm comforting embrace and leaned heavily against
her.

Bikky's blue
eyes widened in disbelief. "Oh Ryo, I'm so sorry," Bikky said
quietly. "I didn't know�." he trailed off, glancing at Elena
helplessly.

Elena turned to
Bikky and said quietly, "Why don't you wait outside for now?" Seeing
Bikky's wide-eyed look of protest, she added, "We'll talk about this when
we get home, okay?" Bikky reluctantly left the room, his head hanging. He
had not meant to upset Ryo at all. He just was very angry that the whole
accident had to happen, and he needed someone to blame. That someone was Dee.
Bikky sighed and put his hands in his pockets as he went to wait out in the car
for Elena.

"Don't
cry, Ryo," Elena said as she held him close. "Shhh, I'm here for you.
Everything is going to be all right." She continued to hold him in her
arms and laid him back against the pillows.

Ryo opened his
tear-drenched eyes that expressed all of his fears and doubts and looked up at
Elena. "I just don't know what else to do. It's like when my parents died.
All I could do was cry. God, why can't I get ahold of my emotions?" Ryo
wondered angrily. He was sick of being enslaved by the mere presence of any
thought of Dee's and his past bringing a cascade of tears and a mix of fear
tinged with anger. Now he had lashed out at Bikky, the boy that he had took in
and who also meant the world to him. He was frustrated that his feelings of
hurt and anger had temporarily gotten the better of him once again.

"Ryo, why
don't you get some sleep?" she asked, pulling the covers up over his
slender and slightly emaciated form. "Despite your feeling better today,
the doctor told me that your body is still trying to recover from your ordeal.
I think it's best if you don't try to do too much too fast. I'll speak to Bikky
tonight and get him straightened out about the relationship between you and
Dee. To tell you the truth, I don't think he really dislikes Dee as much as he
leads you to believe. I think it's just a combination of vying for your
attention and being slightly overprotective of you. The accident only served to
heighten his fear that he might lose you someday. I think that if you had a
talk with him and explained to him how you feel about Dee, he might be inclined
to treat Dee a bit nicer." She looked into Ryo's beautiful eyes and he
smiled at her, indicating that he understood and would grant her request.

"Thank you
so much, Elena," Ryo said appreciatively, drying his remaining tears with
a tissue. "I know I can always count on you to offer some much-needed
advice."

"Well, I've
taken up enough of your time lecturing you," Elena said with a hint of
teasing present in her voice. She was glad that Ryo respected her enough to
value her opinion and take into consideration what she had suggested. "I'd
better go catch up with Bikky before he hot wires the car and drives off
without me," she said jokingly. She admired the spunk that the youngster
possessed. It was refreshing looking after Bikky, although so different from
when she had taken Ryo in years before.

With an
affectionate kiss on his cheek and a final hug goodbye, Elena turned to walk
out of the room. She paused in the doorway and turned around to face Ryo once
more. "Oh Ryo, your doctor spoke to me and she said that you should be
able to be released from the hospital tomorrow, taking into consideration that
you do indeed get a good night's rest again tonight and attempt to eat
something. Bikky and I will stop by tomorrow afternoon to take you back to your
apartment. Is there anything else you need until then?" she inquired.

"No, I
should be okay. The sedative that the nurse gave me last night helped calm me
down and I woke up pretty relaxed. I think I should be okay tonight," Ryo
said confidently. "I can't wait to see you guys tomorrow," he added
as his Aunt turned and strode out of the room.

Ryo took another
pill from the bedside table and swallowed it with a glass of water. Tonight he
would sleep well, for he couldn't wait to be home at his apartment and start to
resume whatever normality his life still possessed. For the first time in days,
he seemed hopeful about moving on with his new life. Maybe he would even be
able to visit Dee again tomorrow. Things were definitely looking up�. or so he
thought.

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Meanwhile, Dee
awoke once again from a dreamless sleep to find that one of the nurses had
placed a steaming cup of black coffee and a small box of chocolates on his
bedside table with a note saying that he was one of the sweetest patients they
had had in awhile. Smiling and going to take a morning shower, he emerged
minutes later wearing only pajama bottoms and looking forward to a
"real" breakfast packed with caffeine.

He picked up one
of the gourmet chocolates hungrily. His hand froze halfway to his mouth as Dr.
Black knocked before pushing the door open. Observing his breakfast with a
disapproving gaze, she took note of the untouched hospital food on his bedside
table. "Well, good morning, Dee. I see that this hospital's standards of
service are going up. "Who knows;
next we'll be putting mints on the pillows," she remarked with a slight
smile playing over her lips.

"Uh yeah,
that would be great," Dee said guiltily, unsure of her intentions
concerning his eating habits. He quickly recovered, flashing her a winning
smile that caused her knees to go weak.

`Wow, I can see
how he really does have an affect on those nurses. Who can blame them,
practically worshipping him when he looks at someone like that,' she reflected
before clearing her throat and resuming her professional conduct. "Well, I
have some good news to tell you concerning the results of your CAT scan,"
she said, glancing down and consulting her patient portfolio. "Without
getting into too many details, I can tell you that you definitely have the
potential to regain your memories," she said, pausing at the hopeful look
of expectation that flickered across Dee's handsome face. "However, you
shouldn't get your hopes up too high. Even though the possibility of memory
recovery is there, you still would need some pretty powerful stimuli to evoke
the memories buried in the depths of your mind and the deepest recesses of your
subconscious. If I were you, I'd accept that you have to move on from your past
and concentrate on adapting to your future - without your past memories,"
she said practically, not wanting to build up Dee's hopes only to have them
crushed by harsh reality.

Dee nodded,
stunned. He was so close to attaining his desire and yet still so far away.
However, he smiled resolutely and nodded his understanding. He was determined
not to give up hope yet, for he wanted to recover his past memories with a
vengeance. He just HAD to know more about himself and his partner. He sensed
that with one wrong move, he could destroy everything he had with the shy
blond.

Dr. Black
cleared her throat quietly at the faraway look in Dee's emerald eyes and he
looked at her apologetically. "I'm sorry; what were you saying,
doctor?" he asked, coming back to the present.

"Oh, I was
just saying that you have some visitors from work," she said. "Your
physical condition has improved nicely with no danger of it impeding your
mental recovery, so they are now allowed to see you as of today. Their names
are Drake, Ted, and JJ," she added as her pager went off. "I'll show
them in and you can get reacquainted. I'm sorry I don't have time to explain
your condition to them," she added before smiling apologetically and
leaving the room.

Dee shifted on
the bed and sipped his coffee, placing the cup down as the three detectives
walked in. "DEE!" JJ shouted as his eyes widened in delight at seeing
Dee's attractive face once again. It also didn't hurt that his Greek god was
shirtless at the moment. His eyes got starry as he took in Dee's gorgeous body.
It was better than he had ever imagined it to be. JJ ran over and hugged Dee,
kissing him on the cheek and gushing, "Did you get my flowers? How did you
like them?"

Dee glanced over
at the two other men who had walked into the room, who were trying to suppress
fits of laughter from erupting any moment. "Do you want to help me out a
little here?" Dee asked wryly, trying to fend off JJ's advances. "I'm
still a little sore."

"Oh,
sorry," Drake said apologetically as he practically had to pry JJ off of
Dee. It was only when Ted walked over and took a hold of JJ's other arm did the
smaller man relinquish his death grip on the raven-haired man.

"Uhh, I
don't mean to be rude, but who are you guys?" Dee asked, observing the
look of puzzled shock that crossed Ted and Drake's faces and the look of
anguish that graced JJ's features.

"You mean
you don't remember me?" JJ whined incredulously.

"Sorry, I
don't remember anybody," Dee said matter-of-factly, pointing to the
bandage wrapped around part of his head. "I have amnesia." He let the
information sink in before he noticed the bag that Ted held in his hand.
"What do you have there?" he asked, feeling slightly uncomfortable by
the silence and concerned looks on their faces.

"Uhh, just
some stuff we thought you might like," Ted said, opening the bag and
dumping the contents on Dee's bed. "I'm Ted, that's Drake, and the one who
tried to kill you with kisses is JJ," Ted added as Dee surveyed the
contents of the bag. There were some magazines, CDs, a pack of cigarettes, and
a framed photograph. Turning the picture over in his hands, he noticed that it
was of the four of them together along with a mysterious platinum blonde-haired
man with glasses and a stern expression, a heavyset man that slightly resembled
either a badger or a walrus (Dee couldn't decide), and� Randy. Dee's eyes lit
up at seeing the picture. Maybe these men who worked with him and his partner
could shed some light on the man who intrigued his heart and subsequently Dee's
relationship with him.

However, before
Dee could put his question to his colleagues, Drake's cell phone went off.
"Yeah, Chief?" he asked before listening intently to the voice on the
other end of the line. After a minute, he hung up and turned to JJ and Ted.
"That was the chief," he said. "We gotta go - he thinks he
apprehended one of the suspects from that undercover drug bust we worked on
together and he needs us back at the station ASAP to identify him." He
reluctantly turned to Dee and smiled ruefully. "Sorry, Dee, we gotta
go," he said as all three men turned to leave. "Don't worry - we'll
be back to see you soon," he said as he and Ted turned to leave the room.

JJ stayed
behind, taking one last look at Dee's sculpted body and saying, "I love
you, Dee-senpai. I'll be back to visit you sometime - ALONE." He
emphasized the last word with a hint of deeper meaning before he was yanked out
into the hallway by an impatient Drake. "Hey, no fair!" JJ protested.
"Why do we have to leave now? Rose was supposed to meet us here and he
isn't back yet."

"Hey,
that's right," Ted mused. "He did say he was coming with us, although
I have no idea why since he knew we were visiting Dee. Where did he go
to?"

"I
think he said that he had to interview a witness about a case. After all, this
hospital is for victims and witnesses as well as police officers. He brought
his own car, saying that he had to pick something up before interviewing the
witness, so he should be able to get back when he's done," Drake pointed
out. The three men walked out of the building towards Drake's squad car,
talking about the known details of their case in preparation for their meeting
with the Chief.

Dee continued to
gaze at the picture long after his friends had left, wondering just how much
these people meant to him and pondering the recent events of the day. He had
gathered that they all worked together, but just how close he was to any one of
them remained a mystery. Who could he trust? His keen emerald eyes lingered on
the image of Randy longer than the others. He vowed that he would ask one of
the nurses if he could stop by Ryo's room tomorrow and pay him a visit. He was
sure that he would be able to, as long as the other man was feeling up to it.
Dee was worried about him. Ryo did not look too healthy when he had last
visited Dee. Rather, he had looked tired and worn, despite the brilliant smile
he had given Dee in false reassurance. Dee was quick to notice that Ryo's deep
expressive eyes never masked his true feelings. Dee stopped his thoughts from
wandering any further about his enigmatically shy partner as his gaze wandered
over to the flowers on the bedside table and he remembered the man named JJ's
words of endearment and promise that he would be back soon to see Dee. Dee's
mind told him that he was already involved in a relationship with JJ, but his
heart implored him to never relinquish the angelic image of Ryo standing next
to him in the photograph.

With a sigh, Dee
lay back against the pillows, putting in a random CD of 80's ballads that his
friends had brought him to take his mind off of his own suffering. As Def
Leppard's haunting melody of Love Bites softly filled the room,
mirroring his mood and evoking powerful conflicting emotions within the depths
of his soul, Dee leaned back against the pillows with a sigh and closed his
long lashes over his emerald depths. He was faced with a life-altering decision
that could forever shatter the hopes and dreams of possibly the one person he
cared for most - if only he knew who that was. He brought the large pillow over
his head as he attempted to silence all feelings of worry and doubt. However,
as he lay silent trying to go to sleep unsuccessfully due to his frustration,
the one question that epitomized all of his unspoken thoughts was etched
strongly in his mind - `Which guide should he follow - his mind or his heart?'

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Brisk
footsteps filled with confidence resonated down the hall as a tall, platinum
blonde strolled purposefully towards a room located down the hall and around a
corner from Dee's room. "I'm sorry sir, but visiting hours are over,"
a nurse said as she passed the bespectacled man in the hallway.

"Oh, this
is official police business," Commissioner Berkley Rose said, flashing her
his police badge and a winning smile.

"With
those?" she asked, observing the item that he carried in his hand
questioningly.

"Yes, the
family of the witness that I'm interviewing asked me to give him these, since
they knew that they would not be permitted inside the hospital after visiting
hours," he politely explained.

"Well then,
try to keep it short. The patients need their rest," the nurse said
warningly as she continued to walk down the hall, checking that all of the
patients were present and accounted for.

With a slight
nod of his head, the Commissioner stopped in front of the room he had been
looking for. Randy McLean. Glancing around furtively, he slowly entered the
room and closed the door, letting his eyes adjust to the semi-darkness. He
strode over to the bedside, where Ryo was asleep. God, he was beautiful. The
pale moonlight danced across his perfect features as he lay there sleeping like
an angel fallen from heaven. Rose placed the ostentatiously large vase of
yellow roses and baby's breath on Ryo's bedside table and arranged them before
stepping back to admire his handiwork. The bouquet was twice as large as the
one JJ had gotten for Dee.

Hearing a slight
shifting of movement from under the covers, he watched as Ryo got comfortable
before surrendering to the peace-filled bliss of slumber that his features had
portrayed at Rose's initial arrival. Rose observed the man's gentle breathing
and slight murmuring as Ryo's eyes stayed closed. Rose leaned closer in order
to make out what the honey-blond was saying.

"Mmmmm�.
Dee," Ryo breathed before he shifted slightly again under the covers.

`Damn,' Rose
thought. `Even when he's asleep and after all he's been through he still thinks
about that good-for-nothing partner of his.' It was a shame, since he felt that
he could offer Ryo so much more.

As Ryo's moans
and whimpers grew more insistent, Rose could not take it any more. This
once-in-a-lifetime possibility was just too tempting. Rose hovered over Ryo
expectantly. When the gorgeous man began to pant slightly, still making no move
to wake up, he decided to go in for the kill. He gently brushed his lips
against Ryo's. Ahh, the forbidden fruit never tasted so sweet. As he felt Ryo's
body respond, moving his mouth against the one above him under the gentle
caresses, Rose pressed down on Ryo's lips more firmly, increasing the gentle
insistence, and caused Ryo to gasp. He used this opportunity to snake his
tongue between Ryo's parted lips and twine his tongue with Ryo's.

Under a hazy
bliss, Ryo welcomed the intrusion into his mouth and responded to the kiss.
Rose was delighted and began to ravish the blond's mouth, no longer restraining
the full extent of his desire. Ryo momentarily stopped responding as some of
the fog clouding his mind lifted. He did not remember Dee ever kissing him like
that. This kiss seemed to emanate raw lust, not love. As the increasingly harsh
tongue explored the contours of his mouth, Ryo pushed away the body above him
and gasped for air, still in the drug-induced sleep. "No, Dee, please,
let's take it slow," he whispered, his voice laced with a gentle plea. At
hearing another man's name escape the lips that should rightfully be his, Rose
recoiled in anger. He could not prolong his own fantasy anymore. This display
of obvious devotion pulled at even his heartstrings and he reluctantly got up
and left, not glancing back at the man in the bed who was now crying softly at
the absence of the warm body on his, begging, "I'm sorry Dee - please
don't leave me. Please don't go� I love you."

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