Heaven Needed an Angel | By : SeijiDate Category: +. to F > FAKE Views: 2637 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Heaven Needed an Angel: Chapter Eight
Fandom: FAKE
Author: Seiji_D
Disclaimer: Fake is the creation of Sanami Matoh, therefore she owns them, not me.
Rating: R (Just to be safe)
Pairing: Dee x Ryo x Dee
Content: Angst/ Character Death/ Language
Summary: When someone close to Dee is viciously attacked and loses their hold on life, Dee loses his ability to cope.
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“So, do you care to tell me why you’re here at this late hour on a weeknight and without your better half, no less, or are you going to make me guess?” An eyebrow arched and a full mug of beer was placed in front of the dark brunette, who glared at the man behind the bar.
“I’ve got a newsflash for you Johnnie Boy... I’m a big boy now so curfews are long gone.” Dee continued to glare at the bartender, who just smiled back at him. “Here’s another newsflash for you... Ryo and I are not attached at the hips; therefore I can go places without him and visa versa.”
“Uh-Oh, what did you do this time to piss Ryo off?” As he started washing up ashtrays, John glanced up and over at Dee, who was still glaring at him.
“Up yours! I didn’t do a damn thing, Wiseass! This time it’s all his fault! So if you want to come down on anyone, come down on him!” Dee downed half of his beer before he looked over at the bartender. “He fucking deceived me, John. Ryo never told me that the Penguin was... She was... Sexually assaulted! I can’t believe he could keep that from me! How could he do such a fucking thing?”
“Are you sure that he even knew about it?” John asked despite already knowing the answer.
Concerned about Dee’s state of mind since The Penguin’s death, Ryo had stopped by the bar one morning in hopes of getting some advice. John immediately sent Ryo back to the kitchen where Alex was, knowing that his partner was closer to Ryo than he was and better able to help their friend.
“Do I look like some sort of fool to you, John? The detectives investigating her murder are in our department! They would have told him, I’m sure of it!” Dee finished off his beer and then pushed his mug toward John. “Fill her up... In fact, just keep them coming!”
“Okay but I think you’d be better off going home and discussing this with Ryo instead of sitting here and sulking as you get plastered.” John shook his head as he refilled Dee’s mug and then set it down. “Knowing Ryo, I bet he’s worried sick about you right now.”
“I really don’t care! Let the bastard worry! It serves him right!” Once more, Dee downed half his beer in one swig. He was already starting to feel the makings of a buzz and damn if it didn’t feel good. “To tell you the truth, I’m so damn pissed at him right now that I would most likely knock his damn lights out if I went home!”
“Dee, I know that you’re upset and I understand how you feel and all. Hell, I was just as shocked when I heard about The Penguin. Even so, I‘m not going to run off and throttle someone just because I‘m pissed off at them.” John put down the ashtrays he had been washing and dried off his hands before he tapped out a beer for himself and leaned up against the bar in front of Dee. “I’m sure Ryo had a good reason for not saying anything to you about this. Maybe he just didn’t want to upset you anymore than you already were? Have you considered that at all?”
“Do you think that’s supposed to make things all right? Did he think that it would be easier on me if I heard it on the news instead of from him? Don’t bullshit me, John! Ryo should have told me ‘before’ all of New York heard about it! I had that fucking right! This is a lousy thing for Ryo to do to me and I can’t forgive him for it.” Dee glared at the larger and taller man before he finished his beer and then waited for a refill.
“Okay, I’ll give you that one. You did have a right to know before anyone else, especially strangers. Still... Ryo never struck me as the type to purposely hurt anyone, especially those he cares about. He loves you too much to do something like that. Sure he may have gone about things the wrong way but he had to have his reasons for doing so, don‘t you think?” Running a hand through his light brown hair, John watched as Dee finished off another beer before setting his mug down and pushing it toward him.
“Oh he had reasons all right... The man doesn’t have any frigging balls! That’s his reason!” Dee hissed and then glared at John when he made no move to refill his mug. “I said to keep them coming, didn’t I?”
“Yeah but unless you slow it down a little, you’ll wind up passed out on the floor. How about a soda as an in between drink and than I‘ll refill you?” John suggested, though he knew Dee wouldn’t go for it.
“Don’t tell me what to do! Now refill the damn mug!” Dee’s words were already beginning to slur slightly, which concerned John. “You know...? I never thought Ryo would do something like this to me. I never thought he could be so calloused. I guess I was wrong because that‘s just what he is... A callous son-of-a-bitch who‘s missing his balls!” Both men looked when someone walked in and stood at the other end of the bar.
“Hold that thought, will ya? I‘ll be right back.” John quickly walked away without refilling Dee’s mug, hoping to give Dee a few minutes between beers.
Dee huffed and then frowned when he saw that his mug was still empty. He was tempted to just get up and get another one himself but instead he found himself staring down at the cardboard coaster laying on the bar top in front of him.
‘Ryo is supposed to be my partner and my lover, yet when I needed him the most I discover that he’s been hiding things from me! The damn prick just stabbed me in the back! Now John ‘the jerk’ Thompson expects me to be all forgiving and understanding? I don’t think so! All this is doing is making me wonder just what else Ryo is keeping from me? Hell, I don’t even know if he’s being honest with me about where they are with the investigation. Maybe it’s time that I start doing a little digging on my own and get some real answers for a change! One thing is for sure, if those incompetent assholes can’t find the bastard who hurt Mother, then I’ll find him. And when I do find him I will make sure that he never forgets the name of Dee Latener, I guarantee it!’
“Sorry about the interruption, Dee.” John came back, causing Dee to jump a little. “The dude was lost and needed directions to some hotel downtown.” Even though he really didn’t want to, John refilled Dee’s empty mug and sat it down on the bar top. “Now where were we?”
“I was just about to go use the head and you were just about to mind your own business. That‘s where we were!” Dee took several quick swigs of his beer before standing slowly and then staggering off toward the hallway where the restrooms were.
“Okay....” John blinked as he watched Dee walk off. Once Dee was out of sight, John quickly grabbed his cell phone to call his lover. “Alex darling, please be home. I need your help on this one, Baby.” As he waited for his lover to pick up the phone, John kept his eyes trained on the hallway, just in case Dee would return before he was expected to.
“Hello?”
John sighed in relief when he heard the sound of his lover’s voice. “Hi, Babe. I need you to do me a favor, okay?”
“Sure, what’s up? Is it busy there?”
“It’s a light night but that’s not the problem. Dee’s here and he’s slowly getting plastered. Apparently he saw the news report about The Penguin and he’s pissed off at Ryo for not telling him about it sooner.” John explained.
“Shit! That’s not good.”
“I know. Anyway, call Ryo or swing over to the apartment and let him know. I’d call him but if Dee comes out of the bathroom and sees me on the phone, he may storm out of here if he knew I was talking to Ryo.” As John spoke, he filled drink orders and placed them on a tray for his waitress. There were only about a half dozen people in the bar at the moment since Thursdays were always their slowest night of the week.
‘The day before payday and everyone is either broke or near broke. Why do Alex and I even bother to open on Thursdays?’
“I can do that but you know Ryo will want to come over there right away.”
“I thought about that too. That’s why I think it may be best if you go to the apartment to tell him. It’s not a good idea for him to come here right now. Give me some time to try and settle hot head down first, okay?” John cradled the phone in the crook of his neck as he rang up an order and doled out the change.
“Okay, I’ll try but Dee isn’t the only one who can get stubborn when he wants to. Ryo is a pretty good match for the hotheaded award too.”
“I know darling and I’m sorry to put you on the spot but if anyone can get Ryo to listen to reason, it’s you.” John sighed as he stood at the bar and then glanced at his watch to see that it was after midnight already. “Sweetheart, I know it’s late and that you’re tired but I don’t know what else to do here? You’re the people person, not me.”
“Relax lover, I’ve got it covered. Oh and don’t sell yourself short. You’re very good with understanding people as well.”
That had John smiling. “Thanks, Baby. I owe you big time.”
“And I’ll make sure you pay up too. Okay I’d better head off now. I love you, darling.”
“I love you too. Alex, I’ll call you when I think it’s safe enough for Ryo to come and get Dee. Until then, just have Ryo sit tight and wait. I know it won‘t be easy for him but it‘s for the best.” John saw Dee emerging from the hallway and then walk over to the Jukebox to put on some music. “Hey, I gotta go... Good luck, Baby.”
“Same to you.”
Alex hung up after blowing a kiss over the phone and John clicked off the phone just as Dee turned and headed back over to the bar.
‘So much for my slow, quiet and uneventful night.’
“I guess you didn’t have any luck finding Dee, huh?” Bikky asked when Ryo walked into the apartment and he saw the frown creasing his dad’s brow.
“No....” Ryo sighed as he took off his jacket and hung it up in the closet. “I assume no one called?”
“Sorry.” Bikky could see that Ryo was exhausted and very worried about Dee, which only made Bikky angrier over Dee‘s behavior. “I’m sure the Bozo will be home soon, so don‘t worry.”
“I hope so, Bik. I really need to talk to him and get this all straightened out before it gets any worse.” Ryo pulled his cell phone out of his shirt pocket and sat it on the coffee table after checking the phone’s charge level. “I don’t know where he could be though? I checked everywhere I could think of.” Sitting down on the couch, Ryo leaned forward and covered his face with his hands. “Where could he be?”
“Did you check AJ’s?” Bikky asked as he walked over and sat next to the chestnut haired detective. He hated seeing Ryo looking so distraught even though it was a look he had been seeing since Mother Lane’s death.
“Yeah, it was one of the first places I went to. John said he would call me if he heard from Dee. I stopped by the orphanage, by the church and even went by the precinct but no one has seen or heard from Dee.” Ryo squeezed his eyes shut and moaned softly as his head throbbed with pain. “Bikky, would you please get me the aspirin from the medicine chest... and a bottle of water?”
“Sure.” Bikky jumped to his feet and dashed off to retrieve the items before he returned and handed them to Ryo. “How bad is it this time?” The teen frowned over the way Ryo looked. Every since Ryo had gotten hit over the head by a suspect, almost a year ago, the chestnut haired man would develop migraine headaches when under a lot of stress.
“On a scale of one to ten? I’d say this one is damn near a ten.” Ryo winced as he swallowed the pills.
“Maybe you should have taken the pills that doctor Chase gave you instead of just aspirin.” Bikky sat down again and carefully watched Ryo.
“They make me feel groggy and right now I need my head clear. I’ll be okay in a few minutes.” Dark eyes, now ringed with dark circles glanced over at the teen, who was still frowning. “Honestly, Bikky. I’ll be okay.”
“Liar!” The word caused Ryo to sit up straight, shocked by his charge’s sudden tone. “You’ve been so busy caring for Dee and worrying about him that you taking time to care for yourself! You don’t sleep well at night and I know that you haven’t been eating right either! Dammit, Ryo! I know you’re worried about Dee but what good will you be to him... Or me, if you collapse?” The teen looked away, embarrassed by the emotions starting to flood out. “Dee’s not the only one who needs you!”
“Bikky....” Ryo’s voice came out in a horsy rasp. “I know you need me too and I am sorry if you feel as though I haven’t been giving you any attention....”
“It’s not that... I know you don’t have a lot of time right now. It’s okay....” When Ryo heard his son sniffle, the chestnut haired man quickly put an arm around the teen’s shoulders, which was all it took for Bikky. “Why? Why did she have to die? Why?”
For a moment Ryo just sat there, stunned by Bikky’s questions. He had been so caught up in Dee’s grief that he never stopped to realize how Mother Lane’s death might have affected Bikky. Over the past few years the teen had tagged along with Dee, many times, to go help out at the orphanage. Sometimes it was to assist with events and other times it was to do some light maintenance on the building. Usually the visits resulted in both spending time with Mother Lane, so it was only natural that Bikky would have grown to like her, as they all had done.
“Bikky... I... I wish I knew why but I don’t. Right now, all I have are theories and speculations.” Ryo pulled the teen closer, wishing he had clearer answers for his son.
“T-Tonight... Cal and I heard on the news what that jerk had done to her. How can someone do that to a nun, Ryo? She was... She....” Bikky bit down on his bottom lip, afraid that if he didn’t, he would start crying... again. Since Mother Lane had died, he had cried several times but only when he was alone. Once he nearly lost it while with Cal, after she had started crying, but he managed to hold it back.
Ryo curled his arm to place his hand on Bikky’s head and gently lower it down onto his shoulder. “She was sacred and that man tarnished that. I know Bikky. I’m sure that’s how Dee is seeing it now as well.” Ryo rested his cheek against Bikky’s head and sighed. “I’m sorry that I never stopped to think about how this was affecting you. I know it hurts, we’re all feeling it.”
“She was so cool, you know? She even knew a lot about basketball.” Bikky sniffled again. “Did you know that she actually met Michael Jordan when the Bulls came to play the Knicks? He heard about her and her work at the orphanage and stopped by to donate money to it.”
“Yeah, I recall Dee talking about it. It was right before I started working at the two-seven and I met the two of you.” Ryo smiled a little as he recalled the day he had met the two most important people in his life now.
“H-He gave her an autographed basketball, thinking she’d auction it off to raise money but she kept it.” Bikky’s voice quivered as he spoke and Ryo could sense how hard his son was fighting not to cry. “She said that if I graduated high school with at least a B average that she would give it to me. Man did that piss Dee off too because he wanted it.”
“Dee told me about that and I am very proud of you too. You’ve been working your tail off in school this year.” Ryo gave Bikky a squeeze. “Mother Lane was overjoyed with your last report card as I recall.”
“Yeah, I only had two C’s this time.” Bikky closed his eyes. It had been a long time since he had allowed anyone but Cal to hold him like this and it sort of felt nice having his dad do it now. “Ryo?”
“Yeah?” Ryo turned his head slightly and glanced at the teen.
“You will catch the guy who did this right? I mean, he will pay and pay dearly, right?” Ryo could hear the fatigue settle into Bikky’s voice as the teen spoke and knew that it was only a matter of time before the blond would fall asleep.
“We’re doing everything we can to make that happen, Bikky. I won’t lie to you... We can only arrest him and then make sure our evidence against him is solid. The rest will be up to the prosecutor and the court system. I know it may not be what you want to hear but....”
“You know if he isn’t caught at least, Dee may try to go after him, don’t you?” Ryo was startled by Bikky’s observation though he half expected it just the same. “That was Dee’s mother the prick hurt and you know Dee won’t let him get away with it.”
“I know Bikky. That’s what worries me most of all and that’s why it’s so important that I find Dee as soon as possible. Dee is a damn good detective, despite how he may appear to some and he will track the guy down if we don’t get to Dee or our suspect first.” Ryo felt a chill run up his spine over past memories of Dee’s need to make sure justice was served, even if it was by his own methods.
“If... If he does that, he could lose his badge though. Doesn’t he know that?” Bikky finally felt okay enough to sit up and look at Ryo. “Would he risk his career like that?” The teen knew Dee would risk it all for Mother Lane, or anyone he really cared about, but Bikky still held out hope that over the years and being with Ryo, may have mellowed Dee out a bit.
“Not only could he lose his badge Bikky but he could also be brought up on criminal charges. To top it all off, he could also jeopardize our case against the suspect.” Ryo sighed. “Mother Lane was a very important part of Dee’s life and he will go off on a blind rage and go after the man who did this to her. I have no doubt about that. Unless I can find him and talk some sense into him, there won’t be any stopping him, short of placing him under arrest.”
“Would you really do that?” Bikky’s eyes went wide over the mere thought of Ryo arresting Dee.
“If it’s the only option open to me... Yes.” Ryo frowned. The thought of doing that to the man he loved didn’t please him at all. “The guy who killed Mother Lane is also wanted in the rapes and deaths of eight little boys, as well as the rape and beating of another boy, who survived. I can’t allow Dee’s anger to deny the families of those kids to see justice being served. If I did then I would be just as bad as Dee.”
“Well, do what you have to do and I’ll support your decision either way.” Bikky stood and stretched. “I think I’m going to turn in, I’m beat.” He glanced back at Ryo. “You should try to get some sleep too.”
“I will in a little bit.” Ryo sat back and closed his eyes. “I’m going to try calling a few places first.” He opened his eyes and looked at the teen. “Bikky, I am sorry that if it seemed as those I was ignoring your feelings about Mother Lane. I guess I just didn’t stop to think.”
“It’s okay... You know now, so it’s cool.” The teen shrugged and started heading for bed when he stopped and turned around. “Thanks, Dad. I‘m really glad we had this talk.” With that, the teen hurried off to bed, leaving Ryo sitting there and smiling for the first time since he had come home from work.
‘Yeah, me too, Bikky.’
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