Earthian Fan Fiction / Fake Fan Fiction / Pet Shop Of Horrors Fan Fiction ❯ Spun Sugar ❯ In Chapter ( Chapter 8 )

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Spun Sugar 8

Mère De L'Amour

Ryo stood back as he watched Dee put on a pair of white gloves and stand beside several young men holding on to the side of the slate gray casket. Dee looked up at the sky and frowned; why was it so damned sunny out? The clouds that were in the sky only made the day seem prettier. How could it be such a lovely day when his beloved `mother' was being buried? The weight of the casket was nothing compared to heaviness of his heart. As the casket was lowered into the ground Andy stood next to her husband and Daphnus.

Daphnus sighed and began to sing:

“When I am down and, oh my soul, so weary,

When troubles come and my heart burdened be.

Then, I am still and wait here in the silence,

Until you come and sit awhile with me.”

Nestoir began to sing with him and the two made a soft harmony and melody that called to the memories of mother buried in each heart present.

“You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains

You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas

I am strong, when I am on your shoulders

You raise me up... to more than I can be.

Andy sighed and began to sing:

“There is no life - no life without its hunger

Each restless heart beats so imperfectly

But when you come and I am filled with wonder

Sometimes, I think I glimpse eternity

The three of them began to harmonize and the crowd began to smile as the good that mother did warm each heart.

“You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains

You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas

And I am strong, when I am on your shoulders

You raise me up… to more than I can be

You raise me up ... to more than I can be”

The casket made it to its final resting place and brightly colored flowers rained down. As the priest recited a few words Dee made it back to Ryo's side and leaned heavily on him. The gathered bereaved then went back to the cathedral for refreshments. Ryo stayed to the back holding Lyo's hand while Bikky greeted a few of his old friends. Ryo's sharply honed detective skills began to alert him to someone staring at him. With a covert glance he peered at the crowd and stiffened when he saw a tall dark haired man frowning at him.

Before Ryo could wonder at the man's strange attitude Dee came up to him holding the hand of a small nun. Upon closer inspection Ryo was surprised to note that she was quite young. “Ryo I want you meet Lizzie Spellman. She was an orphan here with me.”

Ryo was smiling brightly as he shook her hand. “That is Sister Elizabeth.” She said with a warm smile and shook Ryo's hand. “I recognize you from the picture. Mother kept it in her room.”

“Hello, I am Randy MacLean, it is very nice to meet you Sister Elizabeth… Picture?”

“I uh, I sent Mother one of the Family photos we took.” Dee said with a smile at the nice phone call he had shared with Mother.

“Yeah, I saw that crap the last time I came here to visit.” Ryo tensed at the gruff voice behind them and turned to see the dark haired gentleman standing behind them. He covered his rudeness with a false smile that did not reach his slate gray eyes. Ryo took in the expensive black suit and figured the man for stockbroker or lawyer. He looked like he fleeced people on a regular basis. “You always were an ugly brat.”

Dee broke in to a grin and reached out to hug the man. “Donnie! Wow, you look good man. Hey Ryo, meet Donnie… one of the lucky ones. He got adopted.” Ryo saw the old pain in Dee's eyes. The pain of being passed over.

Ryo shook his hand and gave a tight-lipped smile. Donnie was squeezing his hand hoping to make him cringe and drop the “congenial” grip. “Very nice to meet you Donnie. It is always a pleasure to meet Dee's old friends.” Donnie frowned at Ryo's stressing the word Old. Donnie winced and released Ryo's hand. Without a word he smiled and winked.

“Da-Ryo, Lyo don't feel good.” Ryo looked down at the red faced tot and grew worried. He knelt down beside him and reached out his hands to pick him up. Lyo gasped and threw up on Ryo's outstretched hands. Ryo sighed as Lyo began to sob.

“Oh dear, let me get you a towel.” Sister Elizabeth said and rushed off with a swirl of her habit. Ryo remained perched, glad that Lyo had missed both of their clothes. Sister Elizabeth returned and swaddled Ryo's hands. Dee gave an apologetic grin at Donnie before he scooped Lyo into his arms and they went to the bathroom.

“Never would have figured you for a family man, but then again, what the hell kind of family is that?”

Break

Lord D sat heavily in a pew and breathed deeply. The scent of death was almost overwhelming. Count D sat beside his father and sighed. “I'll get you some water.” As D walked away JJ took Lord D into his arms.

“How did you know Mother?” Lord D gasped and looked up into doe-brown, soft eyes. “I have been coming here for years and I would have remembered you. You smell fantastic.”

JJ frowned and stood placing a hand on Lord D's silk clad shoulder. “I'm JJ, and you are?”

“Oh no sweetie, I'm not, oh I mean, I'm just… Angel.” The young man said with a blush he waved a tall, dark-skinned man over grinned. “This is Collins, he and I are…” Angel smiled and Lord D coughed and breathed in deeply. “You smell like winter. Cold and pristine, like freshly fallen snow and fresh, crisp air.” Angel paused, as Lord D looked up at him his eyes wide. “I've never met anyone with purple eyes before. Is that common in China? You are Chinese aren't you?”

“Young man, which question do you wish me to answer?” Lord D asked as Count D returned with a glass of iced water. “Thank you child.” Lord D said and Angel smiled at Count D. He took in the nearly matching white cheongsam and inhaled.

“Oh wow, you smell like white cherry blossoms. I saw a bottle of perfume with that scent and just had to try it. What brand do you wear? It is purer than the `Body's' version. Wilder.”

Count D opened his mouth to say that he did not wear any scent at all when Lord D spoke. “In truth young man I have never met Mother. I am a friend of Detective Laytner. We all are.”

“Wow, some friends, you all came out today just for his `Mother's' funeral?”

“Yes well, I have grown quite fond of him.” Lord D answered. “Yes I am Chinese, I am Lord D, and this is my son Count D.” Lord D frowned at Q-Chan and resisted the urge to sigh. It was the only way his mother could enter the church. Sofu placed long fingered hands on his shoulder.

“This man reeks of impending death.” The words entered Lord D's mind and he cringed.

“I know.” He thought to his father and sighed. “Perhaps I can help him.”

“The disease that is eating him is ferocious. More so than anything you have ever encountered.” Sofu cautioned his son.

“Is there nothing we can do? He is so kind. His heart speaks to me.” Lord D thought to his father with a sad sigh. Sofu said nothing but he squeezed Lord D's shoulder before he walked away. Angel had continued conversing with JJ after calling his lover over. Lord D gasped as the same scent of death could be found on Collins. It was not so virulently strong, but it was present. “You are ill?” Lord D said earning a gasp from Angel. “I am a doctor, I meant no offense.” Lord D said and blinked back tears. Angel smiled and sat beside the beautiful man. Lord D squeezed his hands and Angel felt a rush of cold wind soar through his veins.

Break

“You look like a pre-school teacher.” Ryo tensed and turned slowly around to face Donnie. “Didn't know they let fags handle kids. State you Queer before they let you adopt or do they just not care?” Dee tried to smile at his old friend and pretend the jibes were good-natured but he was starting to get angry.

“I'm not a pre-school teacher.” Ryo's words were simple, uttered with a tight smile.

Dee looked into his dark eyes and saw the terrifying storm brewing. Ryo was gentle and mild-mannered in most situations, bit there were times when he could be pushed too far. Insulting his family was one of those dangerous red buttons guaranteed to see someone injured before the day was over. “So Donnie, are you married?”

“Yeah. I married Lisa Stanfield.” Donnie said with a smirk naming the richest girl in their high school class. She's over there.” Donnie pointed to a stunning blond creature clutching the hand of a small child. Dee smirked and resisted the urge to tell Donnie that he had been Lisa's first. “You married the male Martha Stewart.” Donnie said with a mean smile. Dee's grin wavered and Ryo could barely see past the tinge of red that clouded his eyes. Dee was hailed by Tony and excused himself leaving Ryo staring at the now openly hostile male.

“Have I done something to offend you Donnie?” Ryo asked softly as he walked away knowing that Donnie would follow. The man was having too much fun goading him. Leon accepted Lyo's hand and frowned wondering why Ryo was heading out of the cathedral with Dee's old friend.

“I wouldn't exactly say that it is you per-se.” Donnie said and leered at Ryo. “When I found out that Dee was a fudge packer you could have slapped me silly with a feather. I just hate all faggots, especially soft-feminine types like you. All the little kiddies run to you don't they. I bet you're the nicest teacher in the building, and you love potty time don't you? All those little boys...” Donnie paused and let the thought hang in the air between them.

“Bikky” Ryo called hoping to keep his voice light so as not to startle Bikky. Ryo reached into his pocket and pulled out his wallet. Donnie frowned when he got a look at the badge that Ryo had purposefully flashed before handing it to Bikky. “Hold on to this for Daddy, would you?” Bikky frowned before he took the leather case and ran back inside to show his friends Ryo's detective badge.

“What was that?” Donnie asked and gasped when Ryo whirled and shoved him hard against the cathedral's stone walls. Donnie gasped when he felt something cold and decidedly metal pressing against his ribcage.

“So I annoy you. Let me tell you something,” Ryo ground out and shoved the gun in deeper leaving a bruise. “I don't need this to see you in excruciating pain. I have had a very rough few days and you are pushing all the right buttons.” Ryo said and choked back the sobs that tore at him.

“Y…You're a c…cop man. Y…Y…You can't do that.” Donnie stuttered and Ryo took a moment to enjoy the stark fear that he displayed.

“I don't seem to have my badge…” Ryo's dark eyes narrowed. “Pity.” He said with a mean smile. “Now I can either walk back in there and call my son and retrieve it along with the responsibility that it carries. Or I can forget the years of training and ethics and end thishere andnow. Dee does not need you to give him grief at this time… Are we agreed?” Donnie gulped and nodded. He sighed in relief when he felt the gun retreat. Ryo grinned and walked away. Donnie was glad that he had not embarrassed himself as he went back inside and ducked into the nearest lavatory.

To-Be-Continued

Author's note: Yep… Rent! Please be kind and understand that I took a bit of artistic license. The only thing I did was move the time up a decade. Seeing as how that was the only way I could make it make sense. The rest I will try to keep close to the original concept… Sort of… Giggle…

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