Fake Fan Fiction ❯ Fallen ❯ In the Arms of an Angel ( Chapter 3 )
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By: kit_shang 
Anime/Manga: Fake Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 03.30.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 534 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fake Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 03.30.2004 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 534 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer:
It's sad but true, I'm still a loser since I don't own Dee or Ryo...~o~
Once again, I do not own these lyrics either.
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In the arms of an Angel
By: Kit_Yang
Silent sobs of sorrow echoed throughout the break room. Randy "Ryo" McLean sat on the floor unmoving, not caring whether he died right then and there. His tears continued to flow as a certain detective leaned against the door. Dee laid his head back and prayed to God a thousand times to help him get through this...and to help end all his pain...
The day went by slowly, until a day gradually turned into a week...as if time stood still and refused to go on. At long last, work was over for the day. It meant everyone could go home...home, where you cold find peace, solace, and comfort. A place where you could spend time with your family...a place where you gave love and was loved in return...
/Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it ok
There's always some reason to feel “not good enough”
And it's hard at the end of the day/
By the time Ryo gathered his things together, a storm slowly embraced the city. Black clouds of cumulus hovered above New York, creating a waterfall of rain, depicting the sadness that hid in Ryo's heart.
'Has it been a week since Dee gave up on me? A week since he told me he was letting go?...a week since he stopped loving me? Ryo thought to himself.
With no answers to ease his aching heart, Ryo walked in the rain to the subway. Feeling the cold rain touch his face, the blonde continued to walk...having not a care in the world.
/I need some distraction, oh beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
They may be empty and weightless, and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight/
'It's been only a week, and I miss him already' Dee thought as he drove down the street. Since work ended, the rain continued to fall...gradually becoming a bitter enemy that drowned everyone within. Slowly coming to a stop in front of the street lights, a flash of blonde caught his eye. Staring closely, Dee found it was Ryo...Ryo, the man he lo--
Stopping himself in mid-thought, Dee closed his eyes and told himself:
'No! I promised him....I promised I'd give up no matter how hard...I'm not gonna do this to him anymore' Dee tried to convince himself. Opening his eyes to seek out his beloved, Dee slowly drove to Ryo.
'He might catch cold in this weather...what is he doing walking in the rain anyway? He's such an idiot...my idiot' the dark-haired detective thought silently as he felt a stab in the heart.
/In the arms of an Angel, fly away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here/
'The storm's getting worse...I wonder if it'll wash away the pain in my heart...' the black-eyed man thought to himself, as he continued walking. Trying to find even the smallest glint of hope, Ryo continued to be lost in his thoughts, not noticing Dee.
Driving up to Ryo, Dee stared longly at him through his window.
'He's so beautiful...just like an angel' Dee thought. After taking in the vision of Ryo, Dee finally found the strength to honk his horn. Distracted by the sound of a horn, Ryo looked to his right only to stare into the eyes of the man he loved most. Thousands of emotions flashed across Ryo's face as he tried to stay strong.
/So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack/
'He said we're partners...nothing more...so then why?...why do I want him to take me into his arms and hold me? Why do I long for his kiss, his touch?' Ryo thought as pain came into his eyes.
'All I want is to stare into those emerald eyes of his and become lost in them...that way, I'll be saved from all this'
Dee's heart broke as Ryo stared at him sadly. 'Why does he do this to me?...why does he have that look of longing if he doesn't mean it? God Ryo, why do you torture me? don't do this to me...don't break me...'
Setting aside his thoughts, Dee took a deep breath and said,"Come on...it's not healthy walking in this weather...'
Nodding in agreement, Ryo opened the passenger door and sat down. Hearing the sound of the door close, Dee shifted his car in drive and headed to Ryo's apartment. The two men sat in silence as Dee continued driving, both fully aware of one another's presence.
/It don't make no difference, escaping one last time
It's easier to believe
In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees/
After a drive that seemed to take centuries, the two finally arrived at Ryo's apartment complex. Gathering himself together, Dee decided to accompany Ryo to his door. Staring at Ryo, Dee noticed he looked pale. Worried about his partner's health, Dee raised his hand to touch Ryo's forehead.
"Seems you were lucky...you didn't catch a fever" Dee replied shakingly.
At the sudden contact and familiar touch of Dee's hands, tears flowed down Ryo's cheeks. Without stopping, Ryo looked into Dee's eyes and wished the dark-haired man would take him into his arms.
"Don't Ryo...don't do this to me..." Dee replied as he caressed Ryo's face lovingly.
Wiping away tears, Dee pleaded: "Don't cry....please don't...you're breaking my heart...if you keep this up I won't be able to keep my promise."
The only thing Ryo could do was continue to cry. Unable to bear the tear strickened face Ryo gave him, Dee gave in and kissed Ryo with all his love. As if there was no tomorrow, Dee wrapped his arms around Ryo and held him tight. Thrusting his tongue into Ryo's mouth, Dee poured his heart and soul into that kiss, silently telling Ryo how much he loved him.
Breaking the kiss, Dee held Ryo at arms length and looked at him in anguish. Tears fell as he struggled to breathe.
"I can't do this anymore...Ryo, if you keep doing this to me, I won't be able to keep my promise. I sweared, Ryo....I sweared that I wouldn't cause you anymore trouble, but it's getting harder and harder...I can't concentrate because of all the pain...I can't think because all my thoughts are filled of you...please, don't do this...don't make me think you love me when you don't...as you are doing now....don't look at me with those beautiful eyes...don't give me false hope..." Dee cried.
/In the arms of an Angel, far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
In the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here/
Unable to say anymore, Dee turned and walked away hurriedly before Ryo could stop him. Once he got to his car, Dee leaned his head against the steering wheel and broke down. Tears of agony continued to flow, as time slowly stayed still.
Meanwhile, still standing in the front of his door, Randy Ryo McLean remained paralyzed. Unable to move due to all the pain, the blonde-haired man cried non-stop. 'Nothing matters anymore....nothing' Ryo thought as his heart shattered to pieces.
Hearing the melancholy sobs that echoed in the lonely corridors of the hall, Bikky opened the door. Greeted by the sight of his father figure crying, the boy rushed to Ryo and hugged him. "Oh Ryo..." Bikky replied crying. Embracing Ryo as tight as he could, the two remained motionless, except for the shaking of their bodies due to their endless sobbing...
/In the arms of an Angel, fly away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here/
Night fell once more, bringing everyone to quiet down among the streets. The traffic though, was as noisy as ever and didn't seem to cease. In the corner of a darkened room, a red glow could be seen. There, Dee sat, a cigarette in his mouth, a picture in his hands, and a trail of tears that could be seen.
Next to him laid a couple bottles of beer, yet to be drunk. Staring at the picture lovingly, Dee thought to himself...'I'm sorry Ryo....I'm sorry....seems I didn't keep the promise I made you...please...forgive me...'
Dropping the picture carelessly onto the floor, Dee laid his dead against the wall and started drinking, hoping the alcohol will help ease away his pain...
There, the picture laid still next to a lighter. It was an old picture takened by Drake sometime ago. It was after Dee and Ryo successfully brought justice into a home in need. Grinning happily, Dee grabbed Ryo's hands, dragging the man over to Drake. Making a fuss, Ryo wondered what Dee was all excited about...after all, it was just another case they solved.
"Which calls for celebration!" With that, Dee threw his arms around Ryo's shoulders, taking the man by surprised.
/You're in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here/
The picture was by far a favorite of Dee's...it showed how happy the two men were back then...only now, it showed Dee...
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Aftertalk: sniff...waaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sniff...I'm so heart-broken! *~o~,*...please, someone stop me before I start crying all over the place....darn, I already am!!!!!! WAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
I hope you enjoyed it...sniff...and....and...I hope you drop me some more reviews....*~o~,*
It's sad but true, I'm still a loser since I don't own Dee or Ryo...~o~
Once again, I do not own these lyrics either.
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In the arms of an Angel
By: Kit_Yang
Silent sobs of sorrow echoed throughout the break room. Randy "Ryo" McLean sat on the floor unmoving, not caring whether he died right then and there. His tears continued to flow as a certain detective leaned against the door. Dee laid his head back and prayed to God a thousand times to help him get through this...and to help end all his pain...
The day went by slowly, until a day gradually turned into a week...as if time stood still and refused to go on. At long last, work was over for the day. It meant everyone could go home...home, where you cold find peace, solace, and comfort. A place where you could spend time with your family...a place where you gave love and was loved in return...
/Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it ok
There's always some reason to feel “not good enough”
And it's hard at the end of the day/
By the time Ryo gathered his things together, a storm slowly embraced the city. Black clouds of cumulus hovered above New York, creating a waterfall of rain, depicting the sadness that hid in Ryo's heart.
'Has it been a week since Dee gave up on me? A week since he told me he was letting go?...a week since he stopped loving me? Ryo thought to himself.
With no answers to ease his aching heart, Ryo walked in the rain to the subway. Feeling the cold rain touch his face, the blonde continued to walk...having not a care in the world.
/I need some distraction, oh beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
They may be empty and weightless, and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight/
'It's been only a week, and I miss him already' Dee thought as he drove down the street. Since work ended, the rain continued to fall...gradually becoming a bitter enemy that drowned everyone within. Slowly coming to a stop in front of the street lights, a flash of blonde caught his eye. Staring closely, Dee found it was Ryo...Ryo, the man he lo--
Stopping himself in mid-thought, Dee closed his eyes and told himself:
'No! I promised him....I promised I'd give up no matter how hard...I'm not gonna do this to him anymore' Dee tried to convince himself. Opening his eyes to seek out his beloved, Dee slowly drove to Ryo.
'He might catch cold in this weather...what is he doing walking in the rain anyway? He's such an idiot...my idiot' the dark-haired detective thought silently as he felt a stab in the heart.
/In the arms of an Angel, fly away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here/
'The storm's getting worse...I wonder if it'll wash away the pain in my heart...' the black-eyed man thought to himself, as he continued walking. Trying to find even the smallest glint of hope, Ryo continued to be lost in his thoughts, not noticing Dee.
Driving up to Ryo, Dee stared longly at him through his window.
'He's so beautiful...just like an angel' Dee thought. After taking in the vision of Ryo, Dee finally found the strength to honk his horn. Distracted by the sound of a horn, Ryo looked to his right only to stare into the eyes of the man he loved most. Thousands of emotions flashed across Ryo's face as he tried to stay strong.
/So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack/
'He said we're partners...nothing more...so then why?...why do I want him to take me into his arms and hold me? Why do I long for his kiss, his touch?' Ryo thought as pain came into his eyes.
'All I want is to stare into those emerald eyes of his and become lost in them...that way, I'll be saved from all this'
Dee's heart broke as Ryo stared at him sadly. 'Why does he do this to me?...why does he have that look of longing if he doesn't mean it? God Ryo, why do you torture me? don't do this to me...don't break me...'
Setting aside his thoughts, Dee took a deep breath and said,"Come on...it's not healthy walking in this weather...'
Nodding in agreement, Ryo opened the passenger door and sat down. Hearing the sound of the door close, Dee shifted his car in drive and headed to Ryo's apartment. The two men sat in silence as Dee continued driving, both fully aware of one another's presence.
/It don't make no difference, escaping one last time
It's easier to believe
In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees/
After a drive that seemed to take centuries, the two finally arrived at Ryo's apartment complex. Gathering himself together, Dee decided to accompany Ryo to his door. Staring at Ryo, Dee noticed he looked pale. Worried about his partner's health, Dee raised his hand to touch Ryo's forehead.
"Seems you were lucky...you didn't catch a fever" Dee replied shakingly.
At the sudden contact and familiar touch of Dee's hands, tears flowed down Ryo's cheeks. Without stopping, Ryo looked into Dee's eyes and wished the dark-haired man would take him into his arms.
"Don't Ryo...don't do this to me..." Dee replied as he caressed Ryo's face lovingly.
Wiping away tears, Dee pleaded: "Don't cry....please don't...you're breaking my heart...if you keep this up I won't be able to keep my promise."
The only thing Ryo could do was continue to cry. Unable to bear the tear strickened face Ryo gave him, Dee gave in and kissed Ryo with all his love. As if there was no tomorrow, Dee wrapped his arms around Ryo and held him tight. Thrusting his tongue into Ryo's mouth, Dee poured his heart and soul into that kiss, silently telling Ryo how much he loved him.
Breaking the kiss, Dee held Ryo at arms length and looked at him in anguish. Tears fell as he struggled to breathe.
"I can't do this anymore...Ryo, if you keep doing this to me, I won't be able to keep my promise. I sweared, Ryo....I sweared that I wouldn't cause you anymore trouble, but it's getting harder and harder...I can't concentrate because of all the pain...I can't think because all my thoughts are filled of you...please, don't do this...don't make me think you love me when you don't...as you are doing now....don't look at me with those beautiful eyes...don't give me false hope..." Dee cried.
/In the arms of an Angel, far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
In the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here/
Unable to say anymore, Dee turned and walked away hurriedly before Ryo could stop him. Once he got to his car, Dee leaned his head against the steering wheel and broke down. Tears of agony continued to flow, as time slowly stayed still.
Meanwhile, still standing in the front of his door, Randy Ryo McLean remained paralyzed. Unable to move due to all the pain, the blonde-haired man cried non-stop. 'Nothing matters anymore....nothing' Ryo thought as his heart shattered to pieces.
Hearing the melancholy sobs that echoed in the lonely corridors of the hall, Bikky opened the door. Greeted by the sight of his father figure crying, the boy rushed to Ryo and hugged him. "Oh Ryo..." Bikky replied crying. Embracing Ryo as tight as he could, the two remained motionless, except for the shaking of their bodies due to their endless sobbing...
/In the arms of an Angel, fly away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here/
Night fell once more, bringing everyone to quiet down among the streets. The traffic though, was as noisy as ever and didn't seem to cease. In the corner of a darkened room, a red glow could be seen. There, Dee sat, a cigarette in his mouth, a picture in his hands, and a trail of tears that could be seen.
Next to him laid a couple bottles of beer, yet to be drunk. Staring at the picture lovingly, Dee thought to himself...'I'm sorry Ryo....I'm sorry....seems I didn't keep the promise I made you...please...forgive me...'
Dropping the picture carelessly onto the floor, Dee laid his dead against the wall and started drinking, hoping the alcohol will help ease away his pain...
There, the picture laid still next to a lighter. It was an old picture takened by Drake sometime ago. It was after Dee and Ryo successfully brought justice into a home in need. Grinning happily, Dee grabbed Ryo's hands, dragging the man over to Drake. Making a fuss, Ryo wondered what Dee was all excited about...after all, it was just another case they solved.
"Which calls for celebration!" With that, Dee threw his arms around Ryo's shoulders, taking the man by surprised.
/You're in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here/
The picture was by far a favorite of Dee's...it showed how happy the two men were back then...only now, it showed Dee...
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Aftertalk: sniff...waaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sniff...I'm so heart-broken! *~o~,*...please, someone stop me before I start crying all over the place....darn, I already am!!!!!! WAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
I hope you enjoyed it...sniff...and....and...I hope you drop me some more reviews....*~o~,*