The Time For Change Is Now | By : Reika Category: +. to F > FAKE Views: 3033 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: Not much really, just here is a new chapter. It was fun to write…but you may hate it. Let me know either way.
THANKS FOR THE REVIEWS! *throws copious amounts of kisses* Love you all! On with the next chapter!
Chapter 6……….Surprising comforts.
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Dee followed JJ into his apartment silently. The trek up the stairs, like the cab ride, had been a quiet one. Dee kept a few paces behind JJ, his hands in his pockets and his eyes shadowed by his hair. He looked reminiscent of some brooding ethereal creature – perhaps a demon or vampire, walking slowly with an eerie air of solemn, anguished masculinity. His muscles had gone rigid and formed taut, smooth lines along his body, that were painfully visible beneath the tight confines of the black t-shirt he wore.
JJ noticed…oh yes…he noticed all of it. The younger man bit his lip several times to avoid opening his mouth and promptly inserting his foot. It was just…his Dee Sempai looked so very good – almost sinister, and JJ couldn’t pinpoint exactly why he found this side of Dee so tempting; but he knew Dee was also wounded, and this brought out the compassion in the sniper. He couldn’t decide if he wanted to kiss or coddle him.
“Well…this is it. Just…make yourself at home.”
“Thanks.” Dee replied and took a seat in an oversized chair while still looking around.
“This is a pretty nice place, JJ. How in the hell do you afford it? You’re not dirty are you?”
JJ laughed off Dee’s joke and fought not to make note of the double entendre. “My family pays for it. It’s their way of keeping me from coming home.”
Dee’s eyes went wide. “Are you serious?”
JJ nodded. “As a heart attack. I don’t even pay the rent…they just send it to the landlord so they don’t have to communicate with me at all.”
Dee sighed. “Man, JJ…sorry to hear it.” Awkward silence fell over them for a moment, so Dee brightened minimally. “But hey, at least you get this apartment, huh? I’d kill for a place like this.”
JJ was still a bit gloomy from their conversation. “You can have it for all I care…and you don’t even have to kill me. Though I may ask you to at some point later in life…”
Another silence fell and JJ hopped up suddenly. “…and on that note, someone forgot to take his medicine today. Be right back…”
As JJ headed into the kitchen Dee sat and thought over JJ’s words. When he thought about it, JJ did seem particularly cheerful most of the time – and then seemed to have really low points. He hadn’t ever really spared the thought much time…but it *was* almost unnatural. Dee didn’t like the prospect that JJ would do something like take drugs, but the thought wouldn’t quit nagging him, so he followed quietly into the kitchen.
JJ had poured himself a glass of water and was fighting with a bottle to get it open, cursing under his breath.
“Childproof my ass…”
Curious, Dee stepped up behind him and plucked the bottle from his fingers. JJ scowled a moment and reached for it behind him.
“Sempai, that’s not funny…just give it back.”
Dee furrowed his brows. “Not just yet. What is this, JJ? What are you taking?”
JJ reached for it again. “Look, I’m not on drugs…I just don’t want to talk about it. Give it back, please.”
Turning the bottle around so that he could read the label, Dee saw the name – Eskalith. The name on the bottle was J. Adams, so at least Dee knew whatever it was, it was prescribed for JJ. Suddenly he felt intrusive for almost accusing JJ of doing something he shouldn’t have been. He opened the bottle and handed it back to its owner.
JJ took it and shook two pills into his palm before popping them in his mouth and washing them down with water. Dee handed him the lid and after it was secure he placed the bottle back in the cabinet before leading Dee into the living room.
When the two were again seated, Dee couldn’t help but be inquisitive as to what JJ had been taking and why. Had he not already had a fair amount to drink he might have changed the subject – but tact was lost on him this night and he plowed ahead.
“What is that Eskimo stuff anyways?”
JJ chuckled. “It’s Eska*lith* and its lithium, if you must know.”
“Why didn’t you just tell me that?”
Shifting his gaze to the floor, JJ fidgeted with his hands. “It’s…embarrassing. People find out you’re bipolar and they all want to treat you like some broken doll. I…didn’t want you to do that…”
Dee made a mental note that lithium treated bipolar disorder. He hadn’t known what it was for, but since JJ volunteered theormaormation he decided that it was best he not advertise his ignorance and announce that he didn’t have a clue before he was told. He leaned back and ran a hand through his ink black hair.
“I’m fine, really. I’ve been treated for years.”
“Shit, JJ…everybody has problems. Frankly I can’t see you being treated like a doll in any case – you’re too damn jumpy.”
JJ smiled and remembered why he’d been chasing this man for so many years.
“Should you be drinking while you’re taking that stuff?”
JJ waved his hand in a dismissive gesture. “There aren’t really any guidelines for lithium and alcohol; it’s more person to person. I’ve been taking it for years though…so I know my limit.”
Dee’s face took on an odd look and he shifted his gaze away. This unsettled JJ, who thought he might have chased away yet another person with too much information.
“Dee Sempai…what’s wrong?”
“Nothing…actually. That’s what I was thinking about. I’ve known you for years, JJ…but I’ve learned more about you in a month than I ever took the time to notice before. It kinda makes me feel like a shitty friend.”
JJ brightened and slid to the floor so that he was positioned at Dee’s feet. “That’s not true at all. I feel…privileged…to know you, Sempai.”
“You know, you don’t have to call me that…Sempai, I mean. It makes me feel old…”
JJ grinned and rubbed the back of his head. “It’ll be a hard habit to break…Dee.”
A silence befell them and, without express cerebral permission, JJ found himself leaning forward and up, towards Dee. Dee must’ve been thinking about something else (or zoned out completely) because it took a moment for him to register what was happening. When he did he immediately jerked away from the sniper, shock evident on his face.
Dee soon came to his senses and his face softened. “JJ…what are you doing?”
With an oddly shy, sad smile, JJ leaned back on his haunches after brushing the stray hairs from his eyes. “To tell you the truth…I really don’t know. Hey…old habits die hard. You said so yourself a little while back.”
Dee smiled and felt all awkwardness drain from him. “I didn’t mean for that to sound the way it did. It’s just…”
JJ stopped him. “I know. Ryo, right?”
Dee gave a barely perceptible nod, but surprised JJ with his words. “…for now…”
He stood and relocated to the sofa, patting the seat beside him. After his initial surprise, JJ took the hint and sat beside him a bit nervously.
“Look JJ…I know how you feel about me…but you know how I feel about Ryo – that kind of stuff doesn’t just go away. I’m in a terrific position to take full advantage of you just because I need someone to tell me they love me. It’s not that I don’t like you…or even that I haven’t thought about it – I would just hate to wreck whatever it is that we have going here over some stupid mistake.”
JJ snarled and clenched his fists – although his countenance was not one of anger…more of amusement.
“What?” Dee asked, confused.
“You aggravate me. Only you could reject me in such a way that actually makes me like and respect you *more*. I’ll have to check the rulebook to be sure…but I’m pretty sure that’s cheating…damnit.”
Dee chuckled and leaned back on the sofa, yawning greatly. His alcohol had caught up to him and sleep was near.
“Dee Semp-…Dee. I can show the spare room now if you want to go to sleep.”
With another yawn, Dee laid back further. “Actually, I think I’ll just crash here…if that’s okay.”
JJ nodded and sat still for a moment, just watching his Sempai drift into sleep. Curious, and perhaps guided by something other than cognizant thought, he tentatively leaned back on the sofa next to Dee. After another moment of stillness, he laid down, gingerly, so as not to disturb the other man. Soon enough though, Dee’s warmness had pulled him in and he became rather kittenish, curling into Dee’s side and resting his head atop the taller man’s broad chest. Sleep had almost wrapped her fingers around him when Dee popped one eye open and groaned quietly.
“Don’t you have a nice big bedroom, JJ?”
JJ answered without moving his head, or opening his eyes. “Actually, I think I’ll just crash here…if that’s okay.” It had been a very long time since JJ had known true warmth, or slept free of nightmares without passing out cold from too much drinking. Perhaps it was the fact that he was next to Dee…*his* Dee Sempai. Perhaps it was simply that he had a benevolent and warm body next to him; but for whatever reason, JJ felt safe, and happy.
Dee seemed to sense all of these attributes in the younger man and, after a chuckle at having his own words used against him, simply allowed him to stay, curled innocently into his side, and drifted into sleep himself.
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Ryo sat in Sarah’s car, just outside his building. He knew he should invite her up for coffee, or some other socially expected tradition, but just couldn’t bring himself to do it. After Dee had gone, JJ hot on his heels, Ryo had simply been unable to enjoy his night. He was worried about his former partner, and in doing so had managed to be a pretty miserable date himself.
“I’m sorry the evening went so sour.” He repeated to the woman for the seventh time since they had gotten into the car.
Sarah seemed worn down by her rather lackluster evening. “You said that already Randy. It’s okay…I told you.”
Ryo just kept rambling. “It’s just…things are…complicated, yes, complicated for me right now. And I have to think about Bikky, and I shouldn’t have tried to date so soon, and…yes…complicated.”
His female companion, either too tired or too disappointed to care, ignored his rant and addressed him as though he were speaking like a person – not a robot doused in w. “Y. “You’re talking about your partner aren’t you? Dee?”
Ryo had been prepared to ramble, again, but gaped when he heard her words. After several long moments, Ryo had not changed his position – staring at her open mouthed, with one eyebrow slightly twitching. Much too exhausted to wait for him to regain composure, Sarah figured she might as well tell him why she said it. He was just going to ask anyways.
“I’m a woman…I notice things. Not to mention I couldn’t think of anything else that would bum you out, other than that guy leaving. To be perfectly honest, I thought you might be gay when I met you at the market…I hoped you weren’t…but hey a girl can dream. If you want my opinion, good for you, he’s terribly handsome. You like him; he likes you – la dee da. Now Randy, my feet are killing me and I live across town. It was fun, let’s do lunch, sure call my secretary…did I leave anything out?”
Ryo (with the *same* face) jstarstared lamely.
“Alright, Randy. If you’re having trouble with the doorknob…it’s the shiny thing you pull.”
Finally getting the hint that she might want to get home before daybreak, Ryo shook his shock away and stepped out onto the curb. He couldn’t recall really going up to his apartment, but ended up there nonetheless. When he stepped in the door he would have thought the sight that met him adorable – if not for his own distress. Carol sat watching a film; Bikky’s sleeping head in her lap. She smiled at him and gently lifted Bikky off of her and laid his head against the sofa cushions. In a hushed voice she spoke to him.
“Rough night, huh? Bikky told me you went out with a girl…but don’t worry. I told him to cut you some slack.” She reached up and hugged Ryo loosely, sensing he needed it. “I’m going home now.”
“Cal, its late…maybe you should just stay here.”
The pretty girl shook her head. “Nope…I told Bikky I wasn’t gonna stay, so I can’t. If I cave once…”
Ryo patted her head fondly; she was, after all, like a second child to him. “Alright, just be careful, okay?”
After Carol left the apartment, Ryo checked to make sure Bikky was still sleeping and unceremoniously plopped onto the floor. With his back against edg edge of the sofa, he rubbed his temples, trying to fend off the migraine he felt coming on. He wasn’t sure how long he sat there, cursing under his breath, but he was startled when he felt a hand on his shoulder.
Turning around, he was face to face with Bikky, who sat up groggily and rubbed the sleep from his eyes. Yawning he took his hand away from Ryo’s shoulder.
“What’s up? Date not go well or somethin’?”
“…or something…”
Bikky crossed his arms over his chest and leaned back. “Alright then, out with it. What happened?”
Ryo shook his head and started to get up. “Don’t worry about it Bikky…”
He was cut off when Bikky extended his foot to push his foster father back into his seated position. “You already woke me up…and I *know* something’s up…so you might as well tell me.”
With a deep sigh Ryo recounted the events of the night, feeling a little better just to have talked about everything out loud. When he finished, Bikky just shook his head.
“What?”
“Ryo…you took a date to a place you *knew* Dee would be. It didn’t matter if it was girl or a chimpanzee. Although I’m sure a chimp would have dealt Dee a serious ego blow. You asked for this one…”
Ryo shook his head and let it drop into his hands. “I didn’t do it to hurt his feelings…I don’t know why I did it. But who I date and where isn’t anyone’s business but mine. I don’t belong to Dee…I don’t belong to anyone!”
“Yeah, but you said Dee just let you do your thing and then he left. That doesn’t sound very possessive to me.”
“Trust me, Bikky…Dee can be *quite* possessive.”
“What do *you* want, Ryo?”
“I…don’t know. And it’s not just me…I have you to think about as well. I know you think you’re already grown up, but you aren’t. I still have to look out for you…”
Bikky stood and stretched, grimacing when his back popped noisily. “That’s great Ryo…you’re the only real family I’ve ever had – but don’t let me get in your way. I know what Dee wants from you, Ryo. I’ve spent my childhood on the streets of New York – I think I can handle two dudes making out. I was fine with that a long time ago. This isn’t about me…and you know it.”
Ryo scowled and rolled his eyes. “I don’t remember giving you permission to be so smart.”
Heading for his bedroom, Bikky turned. “Just go talk to him. If you’re not ready for anything else…he’ll know that. Damn, he’s waited this long for you; I think he’d be more than happy to talk. I’m going to bed…so just go. I’ll be fine.”
Taking his talk with his foster son into account, Ryo rushed through the door before his common sense could stop him. Bikky was right – he was confused and talking to Dee, not avoiding him, would be the most helpful thing. He barely noticed the trek as he made it to the other man’s apartment, banging loudly on the door. He knew Dee, and when Dee was brooding…he couldn’t sleep – not until he calmed down. He doubted his ex-partner to be in dreamland, and pounded even harder on the door…still receiving no answer. Finally, without the will to continue his knocking, nor the resolve to walk home just then, he sank to the floor and rested his back against Dee’s front door.
“Damnit Dee…” He spoke aloud “…where are you?”
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TBC
Alright my lovely lovelies, here is the newest chapter. I wasn’t as harsh to Ryo in this one (although I still think he deserved it), and I was really happy with the interaction between JJ and Dee. As for JJ’s “illness”…*I* always thought he was manic anyways…his personality totally fits the profile. I’ve tried to flesh out his character, as he is left kind of shallow in the manga.
This will be the last update for at least a week because I have shit to do, and I leave this Thursday for Anime Weekend Atlanta. (sooo excited. I go to all the cons on the east coast…missed Otakon this year though…damn). If any of you are there and see a chick with black hair and two blood red streaks in the front, with two fairly large tattoos on her arms – that’s probably me.
Please review – I took a lot of liberties with this chapter and need feedback. Before I can continue with this story, I need to know if its current vein is productive and entertaining.
Love and Kisses,
Reika
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