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So You're Not Surprised	By : rj1ofakind Category: +. to F > FAKE Views: 1683 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Big One

"So Ryo, we noticed you passed by our room earlier."

"Yeah, I just ran in to get my ball." Ryo�s reply was directed at the window. As he chanced a glance at his father, he almost let out a sigh of relief to see his Dad looking at his trophies.

"We were arguing and I said some things I didn�t mean," his Dad paused to breathe in, "I just wanted to make sure you didn�t misinterpret anything you might have heard." His dad paused and looked back at Ryo.

"I didn�t hear anything." Ryo gave a shrug, trying to act unaffected. "I didn�t even realize you guys were in there." Ryo�s heart raced, hoping he would buy into it. "So, um, you guys okay and all that � about the argument, whatever it was about?" Crap, he had almost forgotten to act somewhat nosey - like he was out of the loop.

"Yeah, don�t worry," his Dad smiled over at him. "Your mother set me straight." Frank�s voice cracked at the word, but he didn�t look he wanted to bolt. "Hey you know � no matter what, your mother and I love you?"

"Sure Dad, of course I know that." Ryo was impressed with how strong his voice sounded with each of his first lies.

"Ryo? Ryo?"
"Oh sorry, Dee, I was just stuck in a memory. Elena always brings memories with her." Hearing the sadness in Ryo�s voice, Dee walked over to him and put his arms around Ryo�s waist. He debated bringing up the topic on his mind with Ryo in this mood, while nibbling on the pale neck. Dee decided to forge ahead, he was not going to begin avoiding things like Ryo.
"So how come you won�t let Elena and Rick talk about your parents in front of me?" Dee asked softly.
Ryo�s voice had an edge of worry "Dee, its not�."
"All last night you would change the topic when it came to them," Dee interrupted before Ryo could deflect the conversation. Dee tried to keep his voice soft, inquiring. Dee was determined not to let this topic go again. He pulled away from Ryo gently to look into his eyes. The anger he saw there was a surprise.
"I did not. Elena told you all kinds of stories about my childhood." Ryo moved across the room feeling irked, that Dee couldn�t leave his parents alone. He tried to lighten the mood and forced a smile "Some of which I doubt are true because I don�t remember them."
"About you yes. Your parents, no. They�re like a forbidden topic? Why?" Dee sounded confused.
Ryo stared. He felt trapped again. He couldn�t tell Dee that his father would have hated him and that his relationship with Dee would be the reason his father would have disowned him. But for some reason, Ryo had never been able to lie to Dee, without him seeing through it. But he still couldn�t tell Dee that his parents wouldn�t have cared. Apparently no answer was not good enough.
"Why don�t you trust me with your past - your parents - who they were?" Dee�s voice was getting loud.
"This isn�t a trust issue, Dee," Ryo tried to redirect the conversation.
"Like hell it isn�t, I ca . . .."
"Dee, just leave it alone." Ryo�s famous glare shot to Dee, his words were heavy and forced. Dee refused to back down.
"No Ryo. No, why don�t you want me to know about your parents?"
Ryo continued to glare � his lips thin and tight. He made a move to leave the room.
Dee snapped, "What are they too God damned sacred to share with me? Am I not good enough to know about what wonderful people they were? Shit." Dee rubbed his hand over his face. He walked toward Ryo and went for what he thought was the root of the problem "I think I could handle it if they wouldn�t have liked me Ryo, I�."
"Shut the fuck up!" Ryo spun around with his hand raised in a fist as he spoke but caught himself. His voice was shaken in part from anger in part from his unconscious action. "You know nothing about my parents," he gritted out.
Dee ignored the hand; they had to discuss this. "Because you won�t tell me!" He put heavy emphasis on each word, as it came out barely refraining from pointing his finger towards Ryo�s chest with each one.
"I don�t have time for this." Ryo turned to walk away again dismissing the argument.
"God damn it Ryo." Dee ran his hand through his hair again to try and regain some control on his emotions. As he saw Ryo continued for the door, Dee ran to close off his escape. "Ryo, you can�t fucking keep running away from this."
Ryo looked Dee straight in the eyes; his glare was cold and distant. "You tell me you love me, well then deal with how I am, or fuck off."
Dee jumped a little at the coldness, giving Ryo the space needed to leave the room. Dee leaned on the edge of the door as he watched Ryo head to the kitchen. "Ryo we need to fucking talk about this." No reply. Dee had reached the end of his rope. If he wouldn�t deal, Dee was tired of trying to make him.
"Fuck it Ryo, I�m out of here." Dee grabbed his coat and slammed the door on the way out. He slumped against the door in the hallway, feeling his heart rip out. He stood up and reached for the doorknob, then stopped. He stared at the door and put his hand on it, as if trying to reach through the barrier. After a few minutes (an eternity) Dee willed himself to walk away.
At the same time, Ryo sat down on the kitchen floor his back to the counters. He put his head in his hands as tears slowly began to fall. �What in the hell have I done?�

Bikky came in ready for dinner. Not smelling anything, he wondered if they had ordered out. He just knew the perv would be here. They both had the day off. He just hoped they were dressed. And would it be too much to ask that they keep some distance between them � like an inch or two. All that cuddling only reminded Bikky of what they did do now � Ughhh � erase that thought quickly, parents weren�t suppose to do that.
Bikky�s thoughts stopped mid stream. "Ryo?" Ryo was sitting on the kitchen floor, his arms crossed over his raised knees, his forehead resting against them. "Ryo, what�s wrong?" Ryo glanced up at Bikky with red eyes.
"If that jerk is cheating on you, I�ll kill him!" Bikky voice sounded mature beyond his eleven years, his blue eyes colder than any child�s should be.
Ryo snorted out a chuckle, but it sounded a little deranged, like one of those horror movie laughs. "No, no this was my fault." Ryo�s words were slow and spacey. "We were arguing . . . I . . ." Exactly what it was, Bikky never found out. Ryo shook his head. "Don�t worry, Biks � I�ll fix this somehow, I have to . . ." Although his words sounded stronger, his voice still broke.
Bikky just stood there, unsure of what to do. Then he tried to think of what he thought Ryo might do if he were sad. So he went over to his dad and sat on the floor, putting his arm around him. Ryo leaned into the hug, making Bikky feel as if it was the right move. Sitting back, Ryo ruffled his son�s hair. "Thanks Bikky."
"Sure. And if that asshole won�t listen to you, I�ll kick his a . . .." A slight glare from Ryo changed Bikky�s words, "�head until he does."
Ryo chuckled "Let�s hope that�s not necessary. What about burgers for dinner? We�ll even go out for them," Ryo stated while getting up.
"Sure. Can Carol come? She�s own her way over. I didn�t think you�d mind if she came to dinner." Bikky rushed through the explanation.
"Yeah, I don�t mind." Ryo shrugged and then smiled. "Let�s get ready then."
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Ryo tensed as he approached the office. He was running late and wondered if Dee was already here. Ryo saw the light on and steeled himself for whatever was about to happen.
A terse "morning" was all he heard from Dee as Ryo closed the door behind him. Ryo took off his jacket and begin to lay it across the back of his chair. He watched as Dee was reading over a file at his desk. Ryo took a breath and reached for his determination to set things right. "Dee, about last night, I�m sorry"
Dee cut him off. "Not now Ryo." He had glanced up at Ryo sharply, but then quickly dropped his gaze. "I don�t want to . . .. " The phone rang cutting off his words. Both men sighed at the intrusion.
"Laytner speaking." Dee grabbed a pen as he listened and started to scrounge for a notepad. "Uh huh," he looked up at Ryo when the other man held a notepad in his line of vision. "Okay. Where?" Dee began to scribble down the information. "Yep, we�re on it"
Looking back up at Ryo, Dee explained the call. "They found a body over in the Bronx that matches the M.O. for our Thompson case"
Ryo grabbed the coat he had just taken off. "Let�s go." The talk would have to wait.
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