Fake Fan Fiction ❯ FAKE in Love: Act XI, New Faces and New Developments ❯ Chapter 3

Warnings and Disclaimers: Cha, cha, cha, not Sanami Matoh, cha, cha, cha, not making any money, cha, cha, cha, lots of yaoi here…

Set after the last FAKE in Love Act. I really hope you can figure that out without me telling you every time. Tee hee.

 

Ryo was organizing the data they had found, the dark glasses back in place as he frowned and tossed an empty food container away. He scowled as he brushed some rice off the folder beneath it and took a few notes before he filed it away again. Dee and Ted had gone down to records to pull up all the information they could find on Makkel and Drake was making a quick report to the Chief and Rose about their suspicions. JJ was lining up a surveillance truck and checking to see if anyone currently had any kind of tail on Makkel.

“Please tell me your name is Ted Peters.”

Ryo looked up in surprise as a tall man leaned down close, grinning widely as his eyes locked with Ryo's. He was almost as tall as Dee and Rose, his dirty blonde hair shaggy and jagged, and his hazel eyes sparking brightly as he smiled down at Ryo.

“Er, no,” Ryo answered and leaned back a little; the stranger obviously had no concept of personal space.

He also apparently didn't take hints very well and actually leaned closer.

“Damn,” he said. “I'm Detective Erin Richardson. I just transferred in today.”

“I see,” Ryo said and gave him a warm smile. “I'm Detective Randy MacLean. Ted's down in the basement getting some records. He should be back in a few.”

“Okay, I'll wait here for him,” Erin said and smiled at Ryo as he sat down next to him.

“That's fine,” Ryo murmured, his hands and eyes already drifting back to the files.

Ryo began to see more and more of the ties, it was so obvious once you knew what you were looking for. He got sucked back into it, his entire brain working back into the case. The rest of the world dropped away and he completely forgot that he wasn't alone, so he jumped pretty high when Erin's voice puffed across his ear.

“What are you working on, Randy?”

“Huh? Er, just…uh putting together some data for a case we're looking into.”

Erin smiled and continued to lean close to Ryo. The brown haired man had a comforting smell, light soap underscored with a heady masculinity. He could just imagine wrapping himself up in those long arms and breathing him in. Damn he loved sexy men.

“What case is that?” he asked, allowing his lips to drift lower and breathe across Ryo's neck.

“Huh?”

A faint blush spread across Ryo's face, the soft tickling of Erin's breath drifting across his sensitive neck. He leaned away and brushed his hand across his neck, his eyes shifting up to meet Erin's.

“What case are you looking at?” Erin asked again.

“We're looking into Terrance Vones' background,” Ryo said.

“The mob boss?” Erin asked with a little surprise.

“The very same,” Ryo answered. “We're trying to figure out what his next move will be.”

“I thought that guy was on the way out,” Erin said and picked up one of the files. “He's pretty old.”

“And ruthless,” Ryo said flatly. “He's maneuvering himself into position to take over.”

“Really?” Erin asked and leaned back into Ryo, enjoying the blush that darted across the pale face and the surprised uncertain look that accompanied it.

“Is something wrong?” Erin asked innocently.

Ryo's mouth dropped open and then clicked shut. He shook his head.

“Forget it.”

Erin grinned again and then froze as he felt a heavy hand rest on his shoulder.

“Can I help you?” Berkeley Rose said coldly as he stared down.

“Uh, no thanks pal, I'm fine.”

Ryo shook his head, a small smile drifting out; he almost felt sorry for Erin Richardson. Almost.

“What's your name?” Rose ground out angrily.

“I'm Detective Erin Richardson,” Erin snapped back. “What's it to you?”

“Commissioner Rose,” Rose said lowly and a slightly evil smiled curled at the edges of his mouth. “Welcome to the precinct.”

Erin's face fell and he leapt to his feet, quickly snapping off a sharp salute.

“Sir,” he said dismally.

“Your new partner's down in records,” Rose said flatly. “Why don't you find your way down there and see if you can help him carry anything up?”

“Yes sir, of course.”

Erin disappeared and Rose sat down, holding one hand out. Ryo handed him his notes and Rose began to read them. Rose sighed suddenly and glanced at Ryo over the top of his glasses.

“I think a week,” he said.

“Huh?”

“A week,” Rose said.

Ryo frowned and Rose sighed as he shook his head. No, he was wrong, definitely less than a week. Richardson would try something with Ryo long before seven days passed.

“Let me know if you need anything,” Rose said.

Ryo nodded and Rose flipped through the paperwork.

“It's pretty obvious once you know what you're looking for,” Rose muttered and Ryo couldn't help but smile a little. “Good work.”

 

“The call just came in,” Drake said flatly. “Makkel's dead.”

“Shit,” Dee snapped.

Ryo slumped and shook his head. There went their best lead. JJ sighed heavily and pressed his palms over his eyes. Rose remained an immobile statue, and Ted drummed his fingers on the table. Erin glanced around the circle of faces.

“I don't get it,” he said.

“Yeah, that's not surprising,” Drake said. “Look, Vones is a big time mafia boss on the south side, but he's trying to take control of more of the surrounding property. He's setting himself up to run the whole damn city. Makkel had a firm hold over the west side, and with him dead Vones has an opportunity to take over. With that, he can strong arm the rest of the bosses into following him. After all who the hell is going to want to stand up to him after this? He's just shot his best friend.”

“We need evidence,” JJ said. “We need to tie him to this murder and slow these things down.”

“CSI is already on scene,” Drake said. “Who's going to take this one?”

“We've got it,” Dee said and Ryo nodded.

“Be careful,” Rose said. “I want to know everything you know, tonight.”

“What a way to spend our day off,” Dee grumbled.

 

The crime scene was one of Makkel's unused warehouses. The large open space was filled with milling cops and the bright flashes of digital cameras. Dee knelt and stared down at Makkel. Half the man's face was gone, the rest powdered with gunshot residue and splattered with blood.

“I think it's safe to say that he died pretty much instantly,” the young man from the coroner's office said. “Seven o'clock at the latest, maybe as early as six-thirty.”

“Just when we were sitting down to dinner,” Dee grumbled.

“What have you guys got Jamie?” Ryo asked.

The attractive CSI glanced up at him and brushed some hair back behind her ear.

“Single gunshot, no signs of a struggle. The tip was phoned in, there are no signs of a forced entry, there's nothing here. We're looking for prints, but it looks like the whole place has been wiped down, and everything's been sprayed with ammonia. It's going to make getting clear samples damn near impossible.”

“It'll give Jim something to do,” Dee grunted and pulled the cigarettes from his pocket.

“Not this time,” Jamie said, a warning in her voice. “Don't even think about it.”

Dee frowned but put the cigarettes away. Ryo sighed and shook his head as he looked around the scene.

“No witnesses, no physical evidence, no nothing. This was well planned.”

“I think the forensics can back up that hunch,” Jamie said.

“Damn,” Ryo breathed.

Dee frowned and glanced back at Jamie.

“How are things going with you and Jim?”

“Hmm? Oh that. We broke that off a couple of months ago. He's happiest in his lab, and I can only take test tubes for so long. We still hook up for drinks, but just as friends.”

“There's a new guy in our division,” Dee teased. “Want me to get you his number?”

“I don't need a man to be happy,” Jamie told him. “I've got crime scenes, and what more does a girl need?”

 

Dee changed into his sweat pants and then flopped into the bed, sighing loudly as Ryo sat down next to him, carefully toweling off his hair. Dee climbed under the covers and stretched, his eyes aching a little as he closed them. Images of reports and Makkel's crime scene kept darting in front of his eyes. He pressed his hands over them and felt Ryo lay down next to him. A long warm arm snaked across his chest and Dee rested one of his hands on top of it, the other arm looping around to hold Ryo close.

Ryo sighed, and Dee rubbed at his back.

“Think we get an extra day off now?” Dee asked.

Ryo snorted. “I doubt it. But you know these things always balance out.”

“If that's true, I'm going to spend the last year of my career lounging around using up all the days off that I spent working.”

Ryo laughed and lightly kissed Dee's bare chest. Dee chuckled and his arm tightened around Ryo. They were scheduled to be off tomorrow, and Dee was going to do everything in his power to see that it stayed that way. He really didn't want to go to work, he just wanted to relax for a while, well, relax as much as he did when he was alone with Ryo. As comfortable and contented as Dee was with Ryo wrapped around him, there was always a light buzz of nervous excitement. It was a strange tension in the base of his back, and it tingled happily whenever they were alone. Ryo-sense, Dee thought and chuckled again.

Ryo's eyes slid up to him and Dee shook his head. Ryo's head dropped back onto his shoulder and Dee massaged down his back again.

“I love you Dee,” Ryo said finally.

“I love you too.”

 

He had rolled onto his stomach sometime during the night, and now he felt a finger lightly tracing across his back. Dee's eyes fluttered open.

“What are you doing?”

Ryo chuckled quietly. “Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you.”

“It's fine,” Dee said.

The light touch grew a little firmer and he heard Ryo chuckling again.

“Ryo, what are you doing?”

“Nothing,” Ryo answered. “Just connecting the dots.”

Dee frowned and another silky laugh escaped Ryo.

“On your back, there are these tiny little marks, a couple of freckles, one's an old scar, there's a tiny little bump too.”

“Old bee sting,” Dee said.

Ryo smiled and circled his fingers around it.

“So,” the brown haired man said. “I was just connecting them all together.”

He bent down and kissed a spot on Dee's back.

“I started here,” he breathed and drug his tongue across Dee's skin. “And went here.”

He kissed a small freckle and Dee smiled.

“Then where'd you go?”

Ryo's smile grew and his tongue again scraped across Dee's back. Another light kiss.

“Here,” he whispered. “I had your back all plotted out. I was just getting ready to expand my little mapping expedition.”

“Really?” Dee said. “And where exactly would you be heading next?”

Ryo's hand snaked down Dee's lower back and dipped beneath his loose pants, one long finger dragging across the smooth skin of his ass.

“I thought south,” Ryo answered playfully.

“Let the expedition continue,” Dee said with a Cheshire grin.

Ryo kicked the blankets off and tugged Dee's pants down slowly, revealing only a couple inches of new skin. He straddled Dee's legs and bent down to lick and kiss at the skin, his fingers rubbing across Dee's sides. Dee moaned and grinned. Ryo had a weird sense of humor sometimes, but damn if it wasn't sexy when he wanted to play like this. Dee closed his fingers in the blanket and waited.

Ryo pulled his pants down further and leaned forward to gently bite one ass cheek. Dee tensed with surprise and Ryo sucked the skin into his mouth. He pulled the pants lower, shifting to drag them beneath him as he continued to work Dee's flesh beneath his lips. Dee felt his pants slide off completely, and a soft whump told him that they had been tossed to the floor. Ryo was caressing up and down his thighs now, gently touching as he continued to suck. At last he pulled his lips away and traced his fingers around the small mark.

“I claim this as my own,” he said solemnly.

Dee burst out laughing and Ryo smacked his ass. The brown haired man leaned forward and kissed Dee's lower back, his tongue running up and down Dee's spine.

“But it is all mine, right?” Ryo asked huskily.

“Definitely,” Dee answered, a shiver running through him at the desirous tone in his lover's voice. “All yours.”

“Good,” Ryo whispered, and slid forward, pressing himself against Dee's ass.

He thrust forward, the thin cotton of his pajama pants scratching against Dee's skin and doing nothing to hide the stiff erection locked within them. Ryo leaned forward and wrapped himself around Dee's body, nuzzling against his skin as he kissed and licked at the back of Dee's neck.

“I love you,” Ryo whispered. “More than anything.”

“I love you too, Sexy little Ryo,” Dee answered.

Ryo propped himself up and Dee rolled over, his arms immediately wrapping around Ryo and pulling him close. Dee kissed him, their lips hot and hungry as they pressed together, Dee's tongue slowly tracing across Ryo's parted lips before darting inside. Ryo moaned and his eyes slid closed. God Dee felt so good. The kiss stretched out and Ryo lost himself within it, enjoying the long strokes and searching hunger that Dee filled him with. He barely noticed when they rolled again and his partner slid fluidly on top of him. Dee's fingers deftly opened Ryo's shirt, skating over smooth skin as his lips pulled back for a split second, Ryo gasping for air, and then pressed back to Ryo's. Ryo moaned as Dee's fingers skated lower and caressed down beneath the waistband of his pants, gently rubbing into his hip bones. Dee swallowed the small sound, mining Ryo's mouth again and again as he slid his pants down. Ryo kicked them off, his mouth opening wider as he invited Dee to deepen the kiss even further.

Dee could have grinned with happiness. Then he felt something brush down his chest, and he gasped loudly, his lips wrenching away from Ryo's as the brown haired man's hand closed around his erection.

“Unph, Ryo,” Dee murmured, his hips thrusting down into Ryo's hand.

Ryo nuzzled against him, covering his neck in kisses as he began to stroke Dee. Dee moaned and locked his lips back with Ryo's, his fingers curling in the blankets as he slid his tongue back into Ryo's mouth. Ryo sucked at it, his hand tightening and rubbing hot friction down Dee, a muffled cry escaping Dee as Ryo's fingers teased across his head. Ryo's hand didn't falter and he continued to stroke and squeeze, exploring across his lover's cock as his other hand blindly fished in the drawer next to the bed. At last his fingers closed around the lube and he pulled it free.

Ryo still wasn't sure how Dee managed to so easily spread the lube over his fingers with only one hand. He fumbled with it a little as he tried to get the cap off, and probably managed to spill quite a bit on the blanket before he got his fingers coated. He tossed the lube aside and traced his touch up and down the soft cleft of Dee's ass. A long quavering breath escaped his partner, Dee's eyes sliding closed as he clamped his mouth tighter over Ryo's.

The first finger slid in. Dee spread his legs a little and relaxed into the strong pleasure that radiated from Ryo's touch. Ryo was sucking at his tongue again, demanding it slide deeper. The brown haired man's hand was sliding up and down, a smooth rhythm that had Dee thrusting wantonly down into his grip. A second finger darted into his body and scissored through stubborn muscle. Dee moaned and Ryo's hold became gentler, a soft brushing now as his fingers teased across Dee's cock. The kiss finally ended and Dee continued to hover over Ryo, his eyes closed as he pressed himself into Ryo's hand.

“Love you Dee,” Ryo whispered and licked Dee's cheek. “I love you so much.”

Dee shivered and now Ryo's mouth was covering his face in soft licks and gentle kisses. A third finger darted in, and Ryo began to curve and explore, pumping in deeper now as his hold around Dee's erection became firm again. Dee cried out and thrust into Ryo's tightening hand, the friction running up through him as Ryo's fingers slid deeper.

“You're so close Dee,” Ryo murmured.

Dee shivered again and thrust down into Ryo's hand, wanting more, Ryo's touch driving him wild. Ryo was licking across his face again and a soft quavering cry escaped Dee as he felt lightning run through him. His feet dug into the bed and his hips thrust down again as he finally toppled over the edge and came. He panted heavily, his body shaking as Ryo continued to stroke and work him, Dee clutching at the bed before he finally dropped heavily on top of Ryo. Ryo's fingers slid free and his hand pulled out to gently run up and down Dee's back. Dee's breath was puffing warmly against his neck and Ryo held Dee close as his partner caught his breath.

Dee's head finally lifted and he locked his lips back with Ryo's, his tongue again darting out, gentler this time, softer as he held onto his beautiful Ryo. Sometimes it still amazed him that Ryo was his, that somehow they had managed to be together. He worried that he would wake up one day and find that it was all nothing more than a dream, and that thought always made him tense with fear. Now he could feel the heat from Ryo's flushed skin and taste his wonderful taste, and there was something else waiting for him.

Dee pulled back from the kiss slowly, and stared down at Ryo. Ryo's dark eyes slid open and locked with Dee's. Dee brushed back the light brown hair and nuzzled his face up against Ryo's cheek, lightly kissing the soft skin before his eyes locked back with Ryo's.

“I love you,” Dee said softly. “I love you Sexy.”

“I love you too,” Ryo answered and one hand slid up to gently frame Dee's face.

Dee leaned into the touch and smiled. He kissed Ryo again, a soft quick kiss and then sat up. Dee took a long deep breath and then began to lower himself down onto Ryo's ready erection. Ryo moaned, his fingers digging into Dee's thighs as he was slowly engulfed.

“Yes, Dee,” Ryo breathed. “Dee…”

Dee let out a long slow sigh as he finally rested, and then leaned down and kissed Ryo's neck. Ryo moaned and Dee began a steady rhythm. Ryo's hips responded and he began to thrust upwards, his hands running up and down Dee's thighs as Dee latched his lips around one of Ryo's nipples. Ryo cried out, and thrust harder, Dee panting and answering the movement as Ryo began to set a faster pace.

“God, Dee,” Ryo moaned and his fingers snaked into Dee's hair, holding him over Ryo's throbbing nipples as Ryo continued to thrust.

Dee teased his tongue across them, sucking and licking back and forth, pinching them in his teeth as Ryo continued to thrust into him. Dee's breath was coming in long deep gasps as Ryo pressed into heated muscle within him, his whole body shaking now. Ryo was moaning, crying out as Dee tortured across his chest, and one hand pulled free from Dee's hair and locked back around his cock. Dee groaned in pleasure and sucked one of Ryo's nipples into his mouth, his lips forming a tight vacuum as Ryo began to stroke him again.

“DEE!” Ryo screamed and came, his hips burying him deeper and his hand tightening around Dee's erection.

Ryo's voice, the new heat within him, the taste of Ryo in his mouth, and his lover's hand locked around him all threw Dee into another earth shaking orgasm, and he spurted hotly into Ryo's hand. Ryo was still thrusting, his mouth hanging open as his bottom lip shook, his eyes half-lidded and glassy. Dee was panting, clinging to Ryo as both rolled through seemingly endless waves of pleasure. At last they pulled apart and Dee collapsed next to Ryo. He pulled the brown haired man into his arms, kissing across Ryo's face, loving the sleepy satisfied look that covered it.

“Damn Ryo,” Dee whispered. “What got into you?”

“I had a good dream,” Ryo answered.

“Was I in it?” Dee asked with a grin.

“You had a featured role,” Ryo admitted.

“And what was I doing?”

The adorable blush returned and Dee couldn't help but wink at Ryo.

“Come on Sexy, you don't get to be all amorous one minute and then act all shy the next.”

“It's not an act!”

“You know what I mean,” Dee said and brushed his lips over Ryo's forehead.

“Basically what we were just doing,” Ryo murmured.

“Basically?”

“Well,” the blush darkened and Ryo fidgeted with the blanket a little. “What I did to you, you were doing to me.”

“Oh,” Dee said, the grin returning. “So you thought you'd try it out on me?”

“Well I really…really…liked it…so I thought you would too.”

“I definitely did,” Dee said and hugged Ryo tight. “Damn Sexy, you drive me crazy.”

“It's mutual.”