Title: I know he'd be smiling.
Author: The Faceless Evil
E-mail addresss: TheFacelessEvil@AOL.com
Website: http://committed.to/thefacelessevil/
Rating: Yaoi, Lemon, Death, Angst
Show/Video Game: Fake.
Couple: Dee/JJ
Disclaimer: Don't own 'em. Thanks for creating 'em.

Author's Note: This took me only three hours to write, on an inspirational
afternoon. I love Fake, I love the Dee/Ryo relationship. Though, what would
happen if Ryo died? Police work is dangerous after all. What would Dee do?
What would Bikkey do? Would JJ ever get the man of his dreams? Find out! Enjoy!

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It'd been nearly three years since he passed away.
The only reason I didn't soon follow him, was because of Bikkey.

"No, Dee! Please don't! If you do.. I'll be all alone."

Berkley Rose knew how much he meant to me, so he gave me two weeks
off from work.

Two weeks of nothing but crying.

I kept his old place, since I liked it better then mine.
Bikkey seemed more comfortable with me around, happy he wasn't
going to be shipped off to some foster home. Ironic. Bikkey, my archenemy,
now my adopted son and only comfort.

After those stressful two weeks, I came back to work as happy as ever.

It was all fake.

The guys at the Precinct understood that I didn't want to talk about it.
Even JJ laid off of me, and decided to make himself scarce. I'll give that
guy that, he knows how to give respect to me at the serious times.
I buried myself in my work, occasionally tossing in a loud laugh at a
joke one of my buddies pulled. mThey were all worried about me, and I knew it.
Bikkey did his best by keeping me from biting the bullet, he was shocked
to find out how much I truly cared for Ryo. That it wasn't just all lust.
Bikkey would keep my gun in his room, and not let me have it until the
morning. I thanked him each time for that. A few days later, I told
him I would never do it, for his sake. The gun stayed in my room after that.

It was so emotionally thick. Everytime I thought about him.. I..
I'm thinking too much again.

My name is Dee Latener.
An orphan who saw a chance to lead a very happy life.
I wasn't even there when Ryo died. I was his partner, and
I wasn't even there when they got him.
Shot in the back. Isn't that so cowardly?
After two years, I found those people, made them pay by the law.

The wounds were soon closing.
I was no longer burying myself against Ryo's pillow, crying out his name at
night. No, I was beginning to regain my sense of humor.
Things were starting to look better, and Bikkey's grades seemed to be
getting better. Life was climbing out of the melodrama.

Now to the present. I decided to try and start dating again.
Bikkey recommended it, saying how he didn't want to see my face around
the house on Friday evenings. Like he would notice! He was out with Carol
all of the time. I visited bars, gazing at the lovely men and women who
passed me by. Lovely indeed, but nothing that struck me. Nothing special
like Ryo had.

It was then I realized something very strange. Since the day of Ryo's
death, JJ hadn't made one move on me. Not one. I began to lie awake at night,
wondering what had happened to the guy. I would see him around the office,
and nothing. No girlie squeals of 'DEE-SEMPAI!!!', no tackling. It was like
he had lost attraction for me. I remember how annoying he was, but just to
have him stop like that.. it made me wonder how much he actually cared too.
In a way, he was like me. After a person that he didn't have much of a chance
getting. He just went about it a more direct way then I did. At least I made
progress with Ryo, enough to make us just sit on the couch, listening to each
other breathe, through soft kisses.

...
I'm thinking too much again.
...

The next morning I dressed casually, as I always did. Made sure my hair was
perfectly combed, my skin was flawless, and my golden eyes glimmered like
seductive stars. I had no idea what I was doing, but it seemed right.

I sat at my desk. A quiet work morning. Ever since my bought with depression, the
crime rate had gone down. Catching criminals was a fantastic way to put your mind
off of things like that. I was praised, but at the same time, they knew not to
push the issue. I wouldn't have liked that.
There he was. That little pretty boy, sparkling silver mixing with those violet
strands of hair whisping over his eyes.  I must had been staring at him, since
the moment his sapphire gaze hit mine, he blushed and turned away. Him? Shy of
me? Since when!?
I decided to take matters into my own hands, standing, I grabbed the guy by his
cow-print jacket, and pulled him into the coffee room. He was kinda cute when
he squealed like that.

"Ee! Dee! What are you doing?!"

I made him lean by the counter, staring at his confused face. Time to clear
things up, and appease my curiosity.

"JJ. I've noticed that you've been avoiding me for three years. That isn't
like you at all."

His face had flushed a pink hue once again. Was this the JJ I had never saw?
He seemed too delicate and youthful for Police work. I soon found out that
underneath that exterior lay a fine cop. My mind stopped wandering when he spoke.

"I-I.. just figured that you wouldn't want me around."

That caused me to raise my jet eyebrows.

"JJ. I never wanted you around before that, and you still bugged me."
"Well, I just figured that you were playing hard to get! A-after .. well,
you know.. the funeral.. you seemed so upset that I.."
"You lost your nerve?"
"I thought you would kill me if I went after you. I-I've lost a partner before
too, you know.."

Well, nobody could say he was stupid. He was right, during those days I
probably would have put a bullet in him before myself. I found myself a bit
closer to him. He seemed to have actually understood me all of those days.
I was too wrapped up in Ryo, to actually notice what he was saying to me.
Then I thought of all the times he used to cling to me, and squeal in my ear.
It actually brought a little grin to my lips. Was I a masochist or something?

"D-Dee.. ?"
"Say, JJ. Do you want to go out to dinner with  me tonight?"

I saw his eyes light up like Christmas trees. Oh, so I still did have an
effect on him. I watched his pink lips quiver in utter excitement, it was cute.
Very cute.

"O-Of course! I mean.. er.. I'll have to check my schedule! .. YUP I'M FREE!"

After that, he gave me quite a large hug, then scurried out of the coffee room.
I stood there a moment, grinning to myself. This was feeling good, to be adored
like that, to give a little back. I bet even Ryo was giggling, now that he was
an Angel. He'd approve of it, I'm sure. He understood.

That night I dressed a bit nicer then usual. I wasn't about to wear a suit.
So I wore a fresh, white silk shirt. Black slacks, with a black leather jacket.
I even put on some cologne. As I looked in the mirror, I could only chuckle in
the thought of what type of tacky outfit JJ might put on tonight.
I drove up to his home, and saw that he was waiting outside. He must have been
freezing! An autumn night in New York was no picnic. He was soon in the passenger
seat of his car, then I noticed he was all bundled up in a trench coat.

"C-Cold night.."

He shivered. I nodded. Still curious as to what he was wearing. It actually
excited me a bit that the guy had so much mystery to him. I realized that I
didn't know a whole lot about him after all. So on the way to the restaurant,
we chatted like we had been friends forever. I hadn't talked like that for a
long time, why was he never like this before? Why was he such a jerk before?
Was it because of Ryo?

We arrived at the restaurant, in what seemed like too short a time. By this
time I was more interested in talking with him, then eating. A date is a date
though, might as well carry it out traditionally. I even opened the door for
him, he was so flustered when he murmured his gratitude. Like he was a
Princess at a ball, he was too cute. It wasn't the fanciest restaurant in
town, but it served fantastic food, and they treated you with respect. When
we were inside, the man at the door took my jacket, then motioned for JJ's.
When he removed that trenchcoat, I was in for the shock of my life.

He was wearing a dress! Not just any dress. This dress was stunning. A silver,
blue silk that accented hair and eyes. It only reached down to just above his
knees, the neckline was straight across, so it exposed his shoulders and
collar bone. A sapphire necklace hung around his pale neck, on a silver
chain. He looked beautiful. When he saw my stares, he became embarrassed.

"I'm s-sorry, I know th-this isn't .. I just.."

He looked like he was about ready to leave, but then I took his head and smiled.

"You look like a Princess."

I think he nearly fainted. We entered the dining area arm-in-arm. Sat next
to each other, and conversed the night away over a plate of food that was barely
touched. I could only imagine how it felt for him, this was his dream date.
Before I would have thrown up at the thought of being in a place like this
with JJ, and him being in a dress. Now, I could only find it pleasing, so surreal.

I took him home later that night. Walking him up to his front door, I gave him
a hug that made us stand there for a few minutes.

"Thank you."
"No, thank you."

We whispered at each other, and parted ways. No expectations, no pressure.
I never felt more alive.

Bikkey teased me each time I went out, but I think he was happy to see me
finally engaging in human contact. I even got teased by the guys at work, who
obviously knew something was going on. The dates became more frequent, each
one would end with a hug, and 'thank yous'. A month later, I decided to take
it a step further.

I didn't exactly plan it out. A month of dating, after the sixteenth date
everything was going normally. During the goodnight hug, we let our heads
lean back so we could gaze eye-to-eye. That's when I did it. I leaned down,
and embraced those soft pink lips with my own. It seemed like it lasted a
lifetime, darkness enveloped as eyes were closed, standing there wrapped
up in each other, standing in the freezing snow, and not caring less. When
our lips parted, he stared up at me, opening his lips as about to say something.

Then, he fainted.

I could only smile. Good ol' JJ. I picked him up, fished the keys out of
his pocket, and walked up the stairs to his room. I tucked him into bed
after removing his shoes, and kissed him on his forehead.

"Good night, JJ."

Things could only get better.

It was like I was dancing on air again. I felt so free of burden, of my
past, of the deaths that nearly shattered my life. I felt that everybody
was smiling at me, and I was smiling back. JJ and I were assigned as
partners later the next year, both of us excited over that. More cases
together, meant more time together. Our relationship was slow and steady,
from the first kiss we exchanged a few more. Never anything proceeding
past gentle touches. It felt better that way, I never knew it could be
so wonderful to take it slow.

Bikkey thought I was utterly insane, but at the same time, he was just
as happy as I was. The house was full of life, and I even let Carol come
over more often. Of course, they'd still get on my nerves, and I'd yell
insults at them, but that was out of love. If I stopped doing that, then
I'd want to have my brain checked. I was glad this relationship wasn't
changing the good ol' obnoxious me, that people know and love/hate, whatever.

You know how this is the part of the story where something tragic happens?
You know, something on how JJ gets shot on duty, something awful like that?
We're sorry to disappoint you, but it only keeps going uphill, deal.

Six months. Six whole months of working those harsh Police duties, while in a
relationship all at the same time. I just counted the blessing that I
didn't have to look after Bikkey as much as I used too. I least Carol
wasn't teaching him how to pick pockets. Sometimes JJ and I would have
to cancel dates, just to go out on late night stakeouts. What a life,
at least he understood that we had to stay focused. Even though sometimes
we didn't pay attention as much as we should have. We'd never let a
criminal escape though, and our performance reviews just rose. Now it
was time for a week of vacation. We didn't have to beg Rose to get it
at the same time, he understood perfectly.

I gave Bikkey enough money to last the week, and threatened him with
severe bodily harm if the place burned down while I was away. He
just swiped the money, and went out, giving me a raspberry and a,
"YOUR GOING TO SCORE!" shout on his way out. I shook my fist at him,
screaming about how much of a little brat asshole he was, and severely
glad JJ wasn't around to hear that.

This week was going to be the week. I wanted everything to go perfectly.
I chose a vacationing spot at a Ski Resort in Colorado. Beautiful scenery,
fresh snow, warm cabins. JJ loved it. First thing the guy did when we
arrived at the lodge, was plop down to the ground, and make a snow angel.
That was perfect enough time for me to pounce the little bundle of energy,
and roll with him in the frozen water, smothering his laughs and squeals
with kisses. Once he was defeated, we snuggled up together in warm
bundles of clothing, his blushing face inches from mine.

"Dee-sempai.. "
"Lets go see the lodge."

I gave his cold nose a flick over with my tongue, and pulled up up to his
feet. The cabin felt so comfortable the moment we entered. A fire was
already blazing in the fireplace, the key to the cabin was on the dining
table. Drapes were crimson red, setting off the tone of the dark brown
walls. A kitchen on the right, a sitting room on the left. Past the door
in the back, were the bedroom, and the bathroom. That whole red/brown/copper
color scheme was quite lovely.

"Oh, it's so perfect!"

JJ oozed with delight. His winter clothes consisting of a red and green
polka-dotted scarf. Green and yellow striped snow pants. A blue plaid
sweater, and yellow snow boots. A person could just go blind by seeing
his fashion scene, but I loved him nonetheless.

The next two days went by, spending all of that time just to have fun
on the slopes. I never knew JJ could ski so well, he's either had a
lot of practice, or he just mastered it recently.  We took pictures
of the interesting animals, and sights we saw. At night, we would sip
hot cocoa, and fall asleep in front of the fireplace.

Tonight, was the night. After checking with Bikkey by payphone,
I set up with making the bedroom a bit more romantic. Candles were
lit on the window sills, on the nightstand, until the entire room
was filled with a rosy glow. Wine was purchased at the ski lodge,
and I had set two glasses down in front of the fireplace.
Everything was ready.

JJ arrived a few minutes later, he had been skiing the master slope,
and looked a bit excited from his latest conquest.

"Dee-sempai! I won the first pr-- ... coooooo..."

I had dressed into a red silk shirt, and brown slacks. Nothing too fancy,
but what caught JJ's eye were the glasses of wine, and my seductive smile.

"Care to join me, lovely? You can tell me all about it."

It was so easy to fluster him. Even after so long with being with
each other, he still acted like I was his utter dream. I liked that.
He settled onto the carpet next to me, and I poured each of us a glass
of the maroon colored wine. We spent a good portion of that evening,
sipping our glasses, as he talked about his First Place award. It
turned out to be two tickets to return next year to the lodge. Well,
that was delightful! Meaning we could come back! We didn't drink much
of that wine, once he was finished with talking, I was helping him
out of his wet jacket.. and other things.

His moaned filled my ears, as my warm hands slid underneath his
shirt. Caressing against his skin, that was rapidly heating up.
The tips of my fingers pinched against those perk nipples, causing
him to writhe, and squeal.

"Dee-sempai!!!"

That only caused me to smirk wider. I felt his hands slide across
my cheeks, holding my face, as our lips met. My tongue slid into
his willing mouth, dueling with his own. A battle I always won,
that had him melt to the floor beneath me. I pulled his shirt off,
which gave him enough time to gasp for air. Tilting his head back to
expose his milky neck to me. What else could I do but plunder it?
My teeth grazed against that delicious skin, nibbling the sensitive
lines downwards. I sucked against the hot flesh, and he was completely mine.

JJ was always a vocal person, everything I did to him seemed to
set him on fire. Whether he was virginal or not, didn't matter to
me. He was all mine, that's all that mattered. The urges to take
him here was overpowering, but I didn't want the candles to go to
waste. When I rose to my feet, he stared up in confusion and need.
I gave him a reassuring smile, and scooped his small frame into my
arms. Carrying him into the candle lit bedroom. He nuzzled his face
into my neck, his tongue driving me absolutely wild. I laid his
beautiful form down across the velvet, crimson bedspread, and his
hands tugged at my shirt until it was pulled off.

So there we were. Gold and sapphire eyes meeting together in total
commitment. Hands exploring our nude torsos. I had settled on my
knees, between his spread legs. Lowering my head, to suck, and
bite against one of those irresistible nipples. Even that was
enough to send him into a fit of broken pants, yelps of pleasure.
I had such an effect on him, I wonder if he realized how much of
an effect he had on me, especially those noises.

When my hands lowered to his pants, his hands found mine and
lightly gripped them. I looked up to his flushed face, and
he smiled down at me.

"Are you sure about this, Dee-sempai?"

What irony. Somebody asking ME that question. Quite refreshing,
actually. I nodded up at him.

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life."

He shut his eyes, and whimpered out  between his own smiles.

"I must be dreaming."
"Let me show you how real this dream is."

I zipped open the front of those zig-zag pants. Raising both
eyebrows, with a small laugh escaping my lips. Even his boxer
shorts were tacky! Hearts, smiley faces, and 'Dee' splattered
all over the white material. I gave a look up at JJ, and kissed
his flat stomach.

"Your so damn cute."

That set him into a round of giggles, which was soon collapsed into
a shallow gasp. I had bitten against the material of those silk
shorts, right where a certain something was protruding. Nothing
too violent, and JJ seemed to really enjoy it.

"DEE! I.. I.."

I knew what he wanted, what he needed. I had found my pants way too
constricting at this point. I sat up, and tugged off his boots. His
pants soon followed the suit to the floor next to the bed. He wanted
to keep those shorts on, but after a while of looking at them, he
tugged them off as well. It was just too much to look at without
laughing. Now that his lovely partner was ready, he stood up to
pull off the remaining articles from himself. He noticed JJ's hand
twitching, eyes as wide as saucers. The reaction to seeing the man
of your dreams in the nude? I found this very amusing. So I settled
down to my previous position, and whispered in a husky manner against that ear.

"Just what do you do when you think about me?"

He squirmed, and squealed out in a bit of a panic.

"Dee! Your teasing!!!"

Yes, I was. It was fun, too. I had something special in mind though.
Reaching forward, I toyed with the head of JJ's arousal, as I reached
into the nightstand drawer, pulling out a container of lubrication
cream. Oh yes, all of this time, it was so worth it. Just for this moment.

"Show me what you do, and I'll make you scream in pleasure."

I ran my tounge down his neck, and that was enough to make him do
anything that I asked. I leaned back, watching as his own hand slid
down to his erect need. He began stroking himself, eyes closed,
face flushed, lips parted as he whispered my name. I was fasinated
by the sight. I opened the jar without looking, dipping two digits
into the cold depths. I lowered them to push between those creamy
cheeks, gentlely slipping a digit within him.

"Oh, DEE!"

His hips began to buck upwards, obviously sign that he wanted this
very soon. I pushed in a few more digits, preparing that tight area
for what was to come. With an extra smearing of it, I coated my
own length as he watched me. Lower lip quivering once again, yes,
he was cute, and he was all mine. I surprised him with a position
change, now I was laying on my back, and he was sitting on my stomach.
My hands stroked his inner thigh, his arousal, and before I knew it,
he had positioned himself over my shuddering length, and began
lowering himself. My whole body wrenched as my member was being
engulfed in that confining area. JJ set the pace exactly the way
he wanted it, before long he impaled himself to the hilt, crying
out to the ceiling. My own yell matching his.

It was utter sensation, we stopped for a moment to just revel
in the feeling. I could feel him so stretched out, being buried
so deep. My chest, and his, glistening lightly with sweat. This
was it, this was the moment of utter joining. He was forever mine,
and he knew it. I sat up, and wrapped my arms around him. Our lips
and tongues joining in a dance of ecstasy. My back was now against
the headrest, and JJ began to rise and fall against me. As our
kisses became more inflamed, so did his motions. He was crying
out my name so loudly, and I was groaning out his. Driving me so
wild, I slid back down to a laying position, gripped his hips, and
drove up into him at a frenzied pace. Tears began streaming down
his face, but all he could do was scream out for more.

His fingers were twisting on my aroused nipples, his face was now at
my neck, biting and soaking it with tears. I could feel myself
nearing the peak, so I moved one hand to grip violently at his
length, and pump down it. His whole body was thrown backwards,
his hands now at my thighs, clenching them tightly as he was
ferally bucked upwards. I had almost thought I was going to
win this match of wills, before.. oh god.. he had tightened
up his muscles. It was so tight now, I could barely thrust in
all of the way, and when I did, I met with an explosion of pleasure.

Neither one of us bested each other, we screamed out each
others names in a mutual peak. I collapsed against the bed,
as he did the same onto my chest. We both could barely breathe,
eyes shut. The World was gone. It was just us now. I could just
picture Ryo smiling, happy that I had found somebody so wonderful
to spend my days with. Tears began to spill from my eyes, sliding
down the side of my head. My beautiful JJ, brushed those tears away,
and we kissed until we fell asleep.

Things are so blissful. JJ and I have been together for five
years now. We're living together quite happily, and I couldn't
wish for anything more. JJ grew on Bikkey quickly, and they
soon became friends. I'm grateful for that. Even though my
work isn't always harmonious, at least my home life can be.
I know that somewhere up there, Ryo is happy for me too.
I know he'd be smiling.

~ Not the end. Only the beginning.

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Ending Authors Note: Okay, I want MAJOR imput from this story.
The problem being that I don't know serious amounts about these
two characters, things like, what if JJ hates snow? If you own
Fake mangas, please give me feedback, and I'll change it. I
like to remain as in character as possible. Keep in mind,
"Dee + Ryo 4evr u losr!!!11" e-mails are not going to make me
change anything. I'm talking about the little stuff. Hope you enjoyed!