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Look At Me

Chapter 2

Pairing:
Dee/Ryo

Rating:
Mature

Notes:
Kissing between two men.

Spoilers:
To Volume 6

Timing: Set in
November a couple of months or so after the aborted "test drive"

Summary:
Dee guesses Ryo's secrets in exchange for kisses

Disclaimer:
I do not own these characters. They are the property of Sanami
Matoh. I am not making any money from this.

This is the
second chapter of four. I'll post the rest before the end of the weekend.

Thank you to
my beta, Blue Simplicity. I appreciate your feedback and encouragement so
much.


Look at Me

Chapter two

        The two detectives
entered Ryo's dark and still apartment and turned on the light.   Ryo rested a hand on the TV set.

       "It's still warm,"
he said to Dee with a little frown.
"Go ahead and hop in the shower if you want. I'm going to have a word with B."

        "Hey, you got any
sweats I can borrow so I don't have to sleep in the same stinky clothes I've
been wearing all day?"

      "You know where I keep
them -- help yourself," Ryo called over his shoulder.

        As Dee showered, he
wondered how long it would take for Bikky to actually fall into real sleep
instead of the fake sleep that Ryo was about to shake him out of. If he felt Bikky was awake, Ryo would
be less likely to go for the make-out session that Dee was planning to lure him
into.

         He emerged from
the shower to find Ryo straightening up the mess Bikky had left in the
kitchen.

         "It's all
yours," he said, indicating the bathroom, but Ryo barely looked at
him. Dee decided to fix that
immediately. After all, he'd come
out of the shower shirtless for a reason.
He padded over to Ryo and said, "Hey, you want a hand with
that?"

          "Sure,
thanks." Ryo turned toward
him with a grateful smile.

          Dee picked
up Ryo's right hand with his left and, with his other hand, removed the sponge
that his partner had been holding.

          "I'll
clean up the kitchen while you have a shower," he offered but without
letting go of Ryo's hand. Nor did
Ryo move away. The silence lengthened between them until Dee gave Ryo's hand a
little squeeze and let it go. Ryo
opened his mouth to say something, but then closed it again. He just nodded and left the kitchen.

         Dee wiped counters
and washed dishes while listening like a hare for any sounds that might be
coming out of the bathroom apart from the soft hiss of cascading water. He felt there was a good chance that
Ryo was jerking off in there -- after all, he had a lot of pent-up pressure to
relieve due to all the energy he habitually put out convincing himself and
others that he was really an asexual sort of person whose primary interest was
his career. However, Dee didn't
hear anything even remotely like a sigh or a moan. He told himself to just be patient. I'll know by his face and body
language the minute I see him, he
reminded himself and filled the waiting with scrubbing and rinsing.

        When Ryo came into the
bedroom wrapped in his robe, Dee was already there and sitting on the bed. Ryo felt the other man's eyes on him as
he opened the third drawer of his dresser and withdrew a set of pajamas. He looked at Dee and hesitated. He was leery about changing in front of
his partner due to more than one past experience of getting jumped while half
clothed.

       "Oh you can change
here," Dee said with a smirk.
"I promise to try my very hardest not to look for at least the
first eight seconds." He was
looking pleased or relieved about something, and Ryo briefly wondered what it
was.

       "I think I'll put them on
in the living room, thanks," said Ryo wryly.

       "Why don't you just turn
out the light and do it under cover of darkness?"

        "Well, I'm not
going to come to bed right away. I
was gonna go watch some TV for a bit."

        "Aw come on, hold
off on the TV for awhile. Stay
here and talk to me at least until I fall asleep. It's so hard to fall asleep when you've just come home from
work, y'know?" Dee was
fiddling with Ryo's alarm clock.

      "Well...okay." Ryo sat down on the bed still in his
robe. "But don't try anything. I'm warning you."

        "Who me? When did I
-- Oh never mind." Dee
grinned rakishly. "Hey, could
you check this? I've set it for
6:00."

        Ryo took the alarm clock
from his hand and frowned at it.
"Yeah, you set it properly, but I think you should get up earlier
than this. You know what a slug
you are in the morning and how long it takes you to get ready."

       "Yeah, but I'll be fast
tomorrow, scout's honour."

       "Famous last words, and I
don't believe you were ever a scout."

        "Nah, I was a too
much of a bad boy. But I bet you
were."

       "Yeah, I was for a
while." Ryo smiled. "How'd you know?"

       "Dude! Fellow detective here. Besides, you're just so the
type."

        "What's the
type?"

        "Oh you know, clean
cut, dutiful, obedient, team player, punctual...hmmm... respectful, butter
wouldn't melt...Am I missing anything?" Dee stretched out on the bed beside Ryo and punched him
playfully.

        Ryo was surprised. "Is that how you see me?"

        "No. That's how you want people to see
you."

        "Oh." Ryo was both intrigued and
annoyed. "Well how do you see
me then?"

        "Most of that other
stuff I mentioned, plus a few other things."

        "Like what?"

        "I'll answer your
question if you want, but you have to promise not to get mad and throw me out
of here, okay?"

         Ryo abruptly stood
up. "Well, if you think I'm
gonna get mad, then this is probably not a subject we should be discussing at
twelve-thirty a.m. on a work night.
Good night, Dee. Try not to
get into any trouble in your dreams."

         Just as he opened
the door, Dee called out, "Ryo!" That made him quickly shut the door
and hiss, "Shhhh! Bikky's
sleeping."

         "Ryo,"
Dee continued more softly.
"Don't you wanna know which of your secrets I already know?"

          Ryo
hesitated. He felt a very familiar sense of anxiety, the same one he often felt
whenever he found himself alone with Dee. No, that wasn't strictly true. It wasn't just anxiety. He had to admit that he got a lot of
pleasure from Dee's company, even though Dee regularly exasperated him. And recently, ever since their aborted
'test drive', there was this little frisson of anticipation as well. He was
worried about what his partner might do, but actually he was more worried about
how he, himself, might react. He
didn't understand the effect that the other man had on him, but he
instinctively knew that if he allowed himself to pass through that particular
door, he would never be able to return to the way things were now. And the way they were was not too bad,
really, apart from the occasional bout of sexual frustration, like
tonight. Oh, why had he allowed
Dee to come home with him tonight of all nights? That was just asking for trouble. But somehow he had never been able to say no to Dee. Everyone else, yes, but Dee? Almost
impossible. That was yet another thing that he didn't understand.

       Apart from his anxiety,
he was also quite curious. He felt
that Dee and he knew each other very well, and as his partner had pointed out,
they were both detectives. If
anyone had had the opportunity, the motivation, and the ability to figure out the
hidden parts of his past and his personality, it was Dee. But...did he really want to hear his
carefully guarded secrets coming out of Dee's mouth? Well, maybe his partner would turn out to be way off base on
most of them. He knew Dee was good
at his job, but even the best detectives had to have something concrete to work
with. Ryo had hidden his more
serious secrets very carefully.
Dee would have had nothing to go on. What the hell.
It might be worth a good laugh to hear what he had to say; perhaps it
couldn't hurt to hear one or two...

        Dee had rolled over onto
his stomach when Ryo had started for the door, and was now propped up on his
elbows watching Ryo struggle with his curiosity. When Ryo took his hand off the knob and turned around, Dee
knew he had him. He grinned and
patted the edge of the bed.

       "Come sit down,
partner. 'Sherlock' Laytner will
entertain you with his dead-on impressions of you."


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