Welcome! Unfortunately, I do not own FAKE. That honor belongs to Sanami Matoh-sama. But I will shamelessly manipulate her characters for the time being.
The first chapter is alot of background info. I left some things out to save time, fill in the obvious blanks (like Bikky) for yourself. If you haven't read the books, then what the hell are you doing here anyway! Also a peek at Ryo's inner turmoil. Enjoy!
It was just another ordinary day at the NYC 27th precinct.
Ryo Maclean sat behind his desk with the customary mountain of paperwork that followed the wrap of a case as if he'd been there forever. He'd actually settled into detective life pretty well by the end of his first month. He'd been well used to his irritable boss, his childish but well-meaning coworkers, and even his new partner's shameless advances by the end of the first week, or so it seemed to his memory.
Now, over a year later, things had changed quite a bit in Ryo's life. He couldn't imagine what his life would be like if he weren't a detective. The chief was still irritable, and on top of that, the new commisioner had taken a keen liking to Ryo and was constantly trying to make a move on him (not such an improvement). His coworkers were still childish, but he'd also met some intelligent agents such as Diana Spacey of the FBI. But most importantly, Dee Laytner, his partner at the precinct, was now his partner in life (and in bed). Ryo completely adored his lover, the brash, dark haired cop that had shared Ryo's first experiences as an officer, even if he didn't always show Dee the intensity of his feelings.
But sometimes he wondered if it was entirely mutual, and a small pang of doubt about his lover's loyalty would trouble him. Dee was the type to strongly attach to something or someone at first sight, but could also lose interest in it just as suddenly. And as they grew closer and Ryo opened up more, the doubts seemed to grow more persistent.
That's why Ryo cringed when his morning work was disturbed by an ear splitting screech.
"DEEEEEEEE! I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaack!"
Dee gave a strangled curse and tried to disentangle himself from the figure that had latched on to him.
"Dammit, JJ! What the hell do you think you're doing?" JJ was attempting to smother the object of his affections with kisses, but Dee fought hard to keep him at bay.
"But Dee- I love you! And I missed you!" JJ proclaimed, finding a weakness in Dee's defenses and landing a kiss square on his lips. The struggle froze for a moment, then JJ was sprawled on the floor while Dee stood above him panting.
Ryo hurriedly turned away, his cheeks reddening. He felt his chest tighten uncomfortably. It wasn't like he hadn't gotten used to JJ's attacks on Dee- the younger man practically threw himself at Dee whenever they were in the same room. But it still made Ryo uncomfortable on some level. After all, by now it was common knowledge that Dee was his koi. Why couldn't JJ accept that?
But being his usual passive self, Ryo said nothing and continued to work quietly. JJ slunk off after being thoroughly dismissed, and Dee also went back to his desk. There were a few moments of tense silence when all Ryo could concentrate on was the sound of Dee's pen scratching against paper, then it suddenly stopped and he heard the younger detective stand. He tried to focus on the form in front of him, but he grew both nervous and excited as his partner's footsteps approached (Dee always had this effect on him).
They stopped directly behind his chair, waiting, and Ryo was forced to give up all pretense of working. He turned around, suddenly annoyed.
Dee put his hands on either side of Ryo's chair and leaned in close. Ryo stared into his deep green eyes and felt his face grow hot again.
"Okay, what's wrong?" Ryo averted his eyes. His partner had already forgotten the incident with JJ. It happened that often.
"It's nothing," He muttered.
Dee wasn't buying it. He put his hand against Ryo's forehead- it was cool and soothing.
"Are you sick or something? You feel a little warm- maybe you should take the rest of the day off..." Dee toyed absently with a stray curl over his partner's eyes. He hoped Ryo wasn't coming down with something, but if he was, he'd probably work himself until he could do more if Dee didn't stop him.
"I'm fine." Ryo half smiled. Dee peered at him suspiciously.
"Oh no you don't. That's it, you're acting strange. Time to go home!" He announced. Dee whisked Ryo's papers off of his desk and deposited them precariously on his own.
"But-" Ryo reached for the papers.
"No buts." Dee smirked as he playfully slapped Ryo's hand away. "Just leave it to me. I'll finish up here and come visit you later." He waggled his eyebrows suggestively. Ryo blushed for the third time that day and nodded compliance. He felt a pang of guilt at the prospect of leaving early, seeing as he wasn't actually sick, but he knew that he wouldn't get anymore work done at the precinct today. Especially if he saw JJ again. His mind was just somewhere else.
"Okay, I'll go ask the chief."
Dee grinned triumphantly and hurried him off. Ten minutes later, Ryo emerged from the chief's office with full permission to take the rest of the day off. There honestly hadn't been much of a fight. It was a slow day to begin with, and Ryo had walked in on the chief's cat nap. This was clearly a bribe to keep his mouth shut (not that he'd have said anything in the first place), but he wasn't complaining.
Ryo walked back towards his desk to say a final good bye to Dee and hopefully grab some paperwork. He had little confidence that it would get done otherwise.
He slowed as he rounded a corner and his workspace came into view. Dee was in deep conversation with someone who was sitting on HIS (being Ryo's) desk. And it wasn't just anyone. It was JJ.
Ryo wasn't the type of guy to storm over there in a jealous rage and threaten to kick the crap out of JJ, but he was hurt, and no longer felt much like saying good bye. On his way home, he couldn't seem to get the two men out of his head. Ryo knew he was being silly, but Dee and JJ had a long history together that Ryo knew virtually nothing about. Lately it had been bugging him more and more, but he couldn't bring himself to say anything to Dee about it.
He sighed as he entered his apartment and pushed all thoughts out of his mind. Bikky wasn't home yet and Ryo remembered him mentioning that he'd be at Carol's. He was actually glad Bikky wasn't there. He didn't want to worry him with his odd behavior.
He headed straight for the bathroom, stripping off all his clothes and turning on the hot water. He let the heat engulf him as he washed his hair and porcelain skin, forcing himself to clear his mind. Then he simply stood under the burning stream for a few minutes, letting it cascade over his lithe form and relieve tension.
When he was feeling slightly more relaxed, he dried off and put on a pair of grey sweatpants, still carefully keeping his mind blank. For some reason, Ryo was completely exhausted. He hadn't been able to sleep very well the past few night. He laid down in bed and pulled the covers up to his chin. Within moments he'd fallen into another light sleep full of fitful dreams.
Well, what did you think? Reviews are loved and much appreciated! (whether or not you like it) It's not the best, but I have big plans for later that will drag our beloved characters through hell. The next few chapters will be building a lot of angst. Be sure you come back and see what's happening!