Fake Fan Fiction ❯ Fox Race ❯ My night with you ( Chapter 2 )

_____Ch. 2 My night with you

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Ryo franticly ran through the house a quarter past seven making sure everything was ready for him to pick up Dee for their eight o'clock dinner. "Bikky you sure you have everything for your three day camping trip with David's family? They're picking you up at eight right?"

"Ryo calm down. Things are packed and yeah eight. Calm down, it's just a date, but please telling me he's not going to have his hands down you pants?"

"Bikky! That enough and it's not a date… is it? Oh, I have to go. Bye Bikky." Grabbing his coat he ran out the door and down the hall.

At Dee's place he paced back and forth worriedly look at the clock awaiting the arrival of Ryo. `My god why did I ever ask? Why are you sweating so much? I know I like him. He is just my partner. But I want him to be more then my partner to stop crime. I want to have more." He continued to pace until there was a knock on the door.

He practically ran from the bedroom, where he stubbed over a blanket on his way he to open. He looked at Ryo and coolly said, "Hello."

Stepping in, eyes glued to the floor he managing to speak. "You ready to go?"

"Yea, let me grab my coat, it's getting a little cold." He walked to the closest sliding the coat on and together they walked out the door.

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"Thanks Dee for setting up the reservations. I love this place."

"Ryo its no problem. I'm just glad you feel better and are happy."

"Hello, what's the reservation under?" The waiter politely asked, sorry to interrupt their conversation.

"Ryo Maclean."

"Reservation for two?" He nodded, more for himself then them, "Ok, follow me."

"They were ushered to a secluded area near the Back Bay window and seated before the waiter spoke.

"What can I get you to drink? Would you like to order a appetizer?"

Ryo looked over to Dee, "You like eggplant?"

"I don't know Italian food so, Ryo, you're my guide."

Smiling to himself, Ryo turned to the waiter, "Ok then, two glasses of red wine, a sweeter wine please. Also, may we have the fried eggplant?"

"Ok, we'll have your drinks to you in a minute." And the waiter stepped away, rolling his eyes at the two men.

They sat in silence until their wine arrived. It was silent for another minute before Dee dared to speak. "Ryo, what are you thinking?" Keeping his eyes in his lap, hand folded over the empty space in front of him he answered in a low voice. "It feels like everyone is watching us."

Leaning forward Dee took a hold of Ryo's soft hands, "Is there something wrong with two men enjoying each others company? If you want we can leave. Just know that there is nothing wrong with us. No one is better then us, so what I'm bi. I don't care what people think and," his voice went into a soothing calm matter, "I enjoy spending time with you."

They held a loving stare for a moment until Ryo began, just above a whisper, "I really enjoy spending time with you too. You're right, people don't matter, the only thing that does, at this moment, is you and me."

Dee smiled as the waiter approached. Seeing the man across him blush he released his hand but surprising Ryo grabbed it back, squeezing tenderly.

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The night dragged on till dinner finished. Deceiving to take advantage of the warm spring night, with the moon high, they walked along twisting paths in the park, gingerly sipping on a cappuccino. They laughed softly and feel into a comfortable silence, passing the cup back and forth, Dee's hand intertwined with Ryo's. After disposing of the empty container they began walking the distends to Ryo's prized black '97 Corvette, their hands still together and their side touching.

Sitting in the car their thought interrupting the silences of their minds. `He has soft hands. I've waited 6 years for this… am I just going to let it end tonight. I've waited so long and I like him so much and I don't want it to end!"

Looking over and sensing the ebony haired man's thoughts Ryo's mind when to work to understand. `This is what I've been waiting for. I never saw him so happy. God, I don't want this to end.'

Ryo looked over realizing Dee was watching him in doing so a light color fluttered to his cheeks. Dee's hand moved on it's own will to the other man's check, slightly stroking.

Unable to control his desirer and lust the light haired man slowly began to close the distends between them. Anticipation thickening the air, space disappearing as their lips met, eclectic shock of lust running down to the two men's groins.

Dee leaned forward deepening the all to long desired kiss. Melting into the kiss, Ryo's hands wondered to Dee's muscular chest. Passion arose and hands interchanged with hair when an unwanted ring was heard as they broke apart, breathless.

"Ryo…" The unsteady voice of a teenager was heard.

"Bikky? What's wrong, why aren't you with David? Its… crap, its midnight."

"They never showed… I think something happen."

"Bikky don't worry… hold on it's the station calling… Ryo on cell, what do you need?"

"There's been a homicide. We need you here. You want to call Dee or shall I? Give you more details later but looks like a family; older man, older women and, a boy about Bikky's age. Heavy narcotics involved."

"Ok, I'll call. We'll be there in a half hour. Bikky needs me right now. Yea… bye Drake." He changed back to Bikky, who jumped as Ryo spoke, "Bikky, I'll be there in a moment." When a weak `uh huh' was heard the phone closed.

Turning to face Dee, he quickly found the other's hand. "They want us at the office, triple homicide with narcotics. But I'm heading home and seeing if Bikky's ok, David's family never showed. You want me to drop you off and meet you at the office or do you want to come with me," finishing with a shy smile.

"I'd love to come with you but first…" Dee captured Ryo's lips and quickly the kiss turned more lustful. Dee pushed the smaller man down on his back, never letting go of the kiss.

Dee's wondering hands made their way to petit hips. Dipping lower Ryo began to gain his senses. "Dee, no, no, Bikky needs me right now."

Moving away the taller man frowned, pouting to himself. "Ok let's go. You just had to ruin the moment with the kid."

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Holding hands they exited the elevator nearing Ryo's apartment. Letting go of the green eyed man and fumbling with keys the familiar sounds of rock music and video games entered their ears. Not even removing his coat Ryo walked over to the large L-shaped counter in the middle of the kitchen. "Bikky I'm home. Are you ok, did you ever get a hold of David?"

Barely looking over his should the teenage boy of African decent replied, "Hey, what is the jerk doing here? Never heard a word… you think something's up?"

"I don't know but here's some money for pizza, bag it and put it in the fridge if there's any left. Me and Dee where called in tonight. If you would like you can sleep over at Carol's. I'm not going to be home until maybe 5."

"Ok, I'll have pizza then crash there. See you Ryo."

"Bye," with the black eyed man walked out the door followed by a bewildered Dee. "What are you starring at?"

"You didn't even do anything. Is he always like that?"

"At times… when I work late he understands. Anyway he likes staying at Carol's. She stays here; he stays there, no problem. Come on we have to get there or we are going to be behead us for being late… again."