Fake Fan Fiction ❯ Cigarettes & Chocolate Milk ❯ Teaser ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: whirlybird 
Drake/JJ. JJ finds himself developing feelings for his partner. (Teaser)
Anime/Manga: Fake Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.02.2004 | Updated On: 08.02.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 968 | Status: Teaser
Drake/JJ. JJ finds himself developing feelings for his partner. (Teaser)
Anime/Manga: Fake Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 08.02.2004 | Updated On: 08.02.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 968 | Status: Teaser
Title: Cigarettes & Chocolate Milk
Author: WhirlyBird
Summery: Drake/JJ. JJ finds himself developing feelings for his partner. (Teaser)
Rating: NC-17.
AN: This is not the full story, I'm using this as a Teaser/Tester since I'm not use to posting my stories online. So, forgive me if you get kind'a flustered about getting cut off, I'll be posting the rest of this in a week or so. If you read and like/hate it so far, please leave a review. This hasn't been beta'd so all mistakes are my own. Sorry.
Disclaimer: Don't own them. In fact, if the people who do own them ever read this, I'd be assassinated...
Enjoy!
~*~*~*~*~
The cemetery was quiet, not so much peaceful as it was silent.
Fall was nearing it's end and winter was tip-toeing at it's heels. The trees had shed their leaves to stand bare and exposed to the approaching season. Most of the songbirds had already flown to warmer fields and the few who stayed to brave the cold kept muted, as if in mourning. The only noise to break the somber silence was the wind, scattering fallen leaves across the ground and the occasional car that drove near enough to be heard in the distance.
JJ stood amidst that silence, alone and puzzled as to why he was there. He had left his apartment that morning, intent on taking the subway to work, but somewhere along the way, he hailed a cab and ended up here, in front of Max Fork's grave.
He knew he had been there for hours, staring at the site where Max was buried years ago. He couldn't say how many hours exactly, but he knew it was well after noon now. The late October chill had lost it's bite a while ago.
He couldn't for the life of him, fully understand why he was there. As good a friend as Max was to him back at the academy, they really weren't 'that' close. Still, despite what Max did right before his death, JJ couldn't find it in himself to hate him. After all, it was all just a matter of circumstance, Max did what he did because he lost himself...
And it left a mark on JJ.
He didn't realize that Max had effected him so much at first. It grew slowly over the years and only recently did he begin to notice. He was starting to doubt himself. Second-guessing, not only his actions, but his beliefs and faith.
It made him nearly sick when he thought about it... and he was beyond tired of thinking about it. He wanted to leave, to get far away from there, but he couldn't manage to make himself move. So, he continued to stand there, so lost in his thoughts that he didn't hear the approaching footsteps.
"I had a feeling you'd be here."
JJ jumped, startled out of his thoughts at the sound of the voice. He turned his head towards the intruder, not entirely shocked at who it was. "Drake?! What... what are you doing here?"
"Looking for you!" Drake snorted, walking towards where JJ stood. "You didn't show up for work, your cell's off and I couldn't get a hold of you when I called your apartment- "
JJ shrugged. "I guess I just didn't want to go in to work today."
Drake sighed. "You should of at least called in sick if you wanted to play hooky."
"Pfft... take all the fun out of it." JJ pouted. He paused for a moment, and gave Drake a look. "Why? Is something wrong?"
Drake shook his head. "No... it's just that... you've been kind of depressed lately... and when you didn't show up for work... " He trailed off.
JJ stared blankly at his partner for a moment. "You 'are' a worry-wart..." He scoffed, having a slight sense of deja vu as he said it. "I thought you would at least give me more credit than that."
Drake scoffed right back at him, a bit irritably. "Give 'me' some credit here. I'm not use to seeing you depressed, forgive me if I get worried when you are."
JJ opened his mouth to retort, but thought better of it. He was acting rather 'subdued' the last few weeks, so it was really no surprised if Drake was worried about his general well-being. Still, he was rather annoyed that his partner would be so quick to jump to conclusions like that.
"Sorry... I promise I'll at least leave you a note if I plan to do something drastic." He saw Drake frown and sighed. "I'm joking."
Drake didn't laugh and JJ realized that he didn't see much humor in the joke either.
There was an uncomfortable silence between the two, before JJ ventured to change the subject. "How did you guess I'd be here?"
Drake had the decency to look sheepish and rubbed the back of his neck as he carefully chose his words. "Well, you mentioned a couple days ago that you... wanted to go 'see Max'..."
JJ had to let the words sink in for a moment, before he nearly choked on a snicker.
"... you're laughing?!"
Drake's shocked accusation was all it took before JJ was laughing so hard, his eyes were watering.
"Unbelievable," Drake fumed, he raised his voice so his lavender-haired partner could hear him over his own laughter. "I'm glad you find that so damn amusing, you scared the shit out of me!"
"You read... too much... into things!" JJ barely manage to gasp out, he finally got himself under control, but couldn't quite get the grin off his face. "I'm sorry, it's just that... you don't really believe I would be so willing to commit suicide, do you?"
Drake was silent for a moment. "No, but... you never know..."
"Hmm... " JJ hummed softly, his grin disappearing. He turned his gaze back to Max's headstone. "So... why aren't you at work?"
"Lunch break."
The mention of lunch made JJ's stomach growl loudly and he almost winced at the sound. He hoped Drake didn't notice.
Drake did notice apparently and chuckled, raising a questioning eyebrow. "Wanna go get something to eat?"
JJ was nearly ready to decline, but the prospect of finally getting away from there made him quickly change his mind. "Your treat?"
Drake didn't even flinch. "My treat."
Twenty minuets later found the two at a nearby Deli, eating some mysterious type of chef Salad and drinking coffee. The lunch hour crowd had left and the Deli was vacant except for the few late eaters sitting randomly at tables, leaving the detectives to sit in the back to reserve their privacy.
The food was good, but despite his stomachs earlier complaint, JJ only managed a few bites of his salad, before his thoughts began to wonder again and his appetite diminished..
"Did you want to talk about it?"
"Huh?" JJ asked, looking up from his current fascination of rolling his tomato through a maze of croutons.
"Did you want to talk about it?" Drake repeated, between bites. He was apparently fascinated with his own salad and kept his eyes down.
JJ eyed him silently for a moment. He and Drake had been partners for years now, from day one Drake had always let JJ vent and talk to him about what was bugging him. Truthfully, there were many times when Drake merely tuned him out when he complained about the usual 'neglect from Dee' drama, but when it was something that really mattered, Drake listened carefully and offered what advice he had. It was... Humbling… when it came right down to it, Drake rarely ranted about his problems, simply mentioning them for a day and moving on. --"How do you do it?"
Drake paused, and looked at him. "What?"
"How..." JJ dropped his gaze back onto his neglected salad, unable to look at him. "how do you get over your girlfriends so easily."
There was another one of those uncomfortable silences and he heard Drake carefully setting down his fork. The silence stretched on for a while, before Drake finally said softly. "I don't really get over them."
Author: WhirlyBird
Summery: Drake/JJ. JJ finds himself developing feelings for his partner. (Teaser)
Rating: NC-17.
AN: This is not the full story, I'm using this as a Teaser/Tester since I'm not use to posting my stories online. So, forgive me if you get kind'a flustered about getting cut off, I'll be posting the rest of this in a week or so. If you read and like/hate it so far, please leave a review. This hasn't been beta'd so all mistakes are my own. Sorry.
Disclaimer: Don't own them. In fact, if the people who do own them ever read this, I'd be assassinated...
Enjoy!
~*~*~*~*~
The cemetery was quiet, not so much peaceful as it was silent.
Fall was nearing it's end and winter was tip-toeing at it's heels. The trees had shed their leaves to stand bare and exposed to the approaching season. Most of the songbirds had already flown to warmer fields and the few who stayed to brave the cold kept muted, as if in mourning. The only noise to break the somber silence was the wind, scattering fallen leaves across the ground and the occasional car that drove near enough to be heard in the distance.
JJ stood amidst that silence, alone and puzzled as to why he was there. He had left his apartment that morning, intent on taking the subway to work, but somewhere along the way, he hailed a cab and ended up here, in front of Max Fork's grave.
He knew he had been there for hours, staring at the site where Max was buried years ago. He couldn't say how many hours exactly, but he knew it was well after noon now. The late October chill had lost it's bite a while ago.
He couldn't for the life of him, fully understand why he was there. As good a friend as Max was to him back at the academy, they really weren't 'that' close. Still, despite what Max did right before his death, JJ couldn't find it in himself to hate him. After all, it was all just a matter of circumstance, Max did what he did because he lost himself...
And it left a mark on JJ.
He didn't realize that Max had effected him so much at first. It grew slowly over the years and only recently did he begin to notice. He was starting to doubt himself. Second-guessing, not only his actions, but his beliefs and faith.
It made him nearly sick when he thought about it... and he was beyond tired of thinking about it. He wanted to leave, to get far away from there, but he couldn't manage to make himself move. So, he continued to stand there, so lost in his thoughts that he didn't hear the approaching footsteps.
"I had a feeling you'd be here."
JJ jumped, startled out of his thoughts at the sound of the voice. He turned his head towards the intruder, not entirely shocked at who it was. "Drake?! What... what are you doing here?"
"Looking for you!" Drake snorted, walking towards where JJ stood. "You didn't show up for work, your cell's off and I couldn't get a hold of you when I called your apartment- "
JJ shrugged. "I guess I just didn't want to go in to work today."
Drake sighed. "You should of at least called in sick if you wanted to play hooky."
"Pfft... take all the fun out of it." JJ pouted. He paused for a moment, and gave Drake a look. "Why? Is something wrong?"
Drake shook his head. "No... it's just that... you've been kind of depressed lately... and when you didn't show up for work... " He trailed off.
JJ stared blankly at his partner for a moment. "You 'are' a worry-wart..." He scoffed, having a slight sense of deja vu as he said it. "I thought you would at least give me more credit than that."
Drake scoffed right back at him, a bit irritably. "Give 'me' some credit here. I'm not use to seeing you depressed, forgive me if I get worried when you are."
JJ opened his mouth to retort, but thought better of it. He was acting rather 'subdued' the last few weeks, so it was really no surprised if Drake was worried about his general well-being. Still, he was rather annoyed that his partner would be so quick to jump to conclusions like that.
"Sorry... I promise I'll at least leave you a note if I plan to do something drastic." He saw Drake frown and sighed. "I'm joking."
Drake didn't laugh and JJ realized that he didn't see much humor in the joke either.
There was an uncomfortable silence between the two, before JJ ventured to change the subject. "How did you guess I'd be here?"
Drake had the decency to look sheepish and rubbed the back of his neck as he carefully chose his words. "Well, you mentioned a couple days ago that you... wanted to go 'see Max'..."
JJ had to let the words sink in for a moment, before he nearly choked on a snicker.
"... you're laughing?!"
Drake's shocked accusation was all it took before JJ was laughing so hard, his eyes were watering.
"Unbelievable," Drake fumed, he raised his voice so his lavender-haired partner could hear him over his own laughter. "I'm glad you find that so damn amusing, you scared the shit out of me!"
"You read... too much... into things!" JJ barely manage to gasp out, he finally got himself under control, but couldn't quite get the grin off his face. "I'm sorry, it's just that... you don't really believe I would be so willing to commit suicide, do you?"
Drake was silent for a moment. "No, but... you never know..."
"Hmm... " JJ hummed softly, his grin disappearing. He turned his gaze back to Max's headstone. "So... why aren't you at work?"
"Lunch break."
The mention of lunch made JJ's stomach growl loudly and he almost winced at the sound. He hoped Drake didn't notice.
Drake did notice apparently and chuckled, raising a questioning eyebrow. "Wanna go get something to eat?"
JJ was nearly ready to decline, but the prospect of finally getting away from there made him quickly change his mind. "Your treat?"
Drake didn't even flinch. "My treat."
Twenty minuets later found the two at a nearby Deli, eating some mysterious type of chef Salad and drinking coffee. The lunch hour crowd had left and the Deli was vacant except for the few late eaters sitting randomly at tables, leaving the detectives to sit in the back to reserve their privacy.
The food was good, but despite his stomachs earlier complaint, JJ only managed a few bites of his salad, before his thoughts began to wonder again and his appetite diminished..
"Did you want to talk about it?"
"Huh?" JJ asked, looking up from his current fascination of rolling his tomato through a maze of croutons.
"Did you want to talk about it?" Drake repeated, between bites. He was apparently fascinated with his own salad and kept his eyes down.
JJ eyed him silently for a moment. He and Drake had been partners for years now, from day one Drake had always let JJ vent and talk to him about what was bugging him. Truthfully, there were many times when Drake merely tuned him out when he complained about the usual 'neglect from Dee' drama, but when it was something that really mattered, Drake listened carefully and offered what advice he had. It was... Humbling… when it came right down to it, Drake rarely ranted about his problems, simply mentioning them for a day and moving on. --"How do you do it?"
Drake paused, and looked at him. "What?"
"How..." JJ dropped his gaze back onto his neglected salad, unable to look at him. "how do you get over your girlfriends so easily."
There was another one of those uncomfortable silences and he heard Drake carefully setting down his fork. The silence stretched on for a while, before Drake finally said softly. "I don't really get over them."