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Slave to a Gladiator, Chapter 16
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     Damn, it just won't stop snowing. Earlier today, I shoveled snow for 30 minutes, when my dad, my husband and I all cleared the driveway, the walk, and the sidewalk in front of our house and our next door neighbor's, too.  After that, we drove my husband to work in my dad's heavy vehicle because my husband didn't want to drive his sedan in this weather and risk getting stuck. After that, I spent a pleasant couple of hours in a coffee shop with my laptop, during which I wrote an essay on whips, which is unfortunately stuck in my laptop until I can next take it to a location where wireless internet is possible. My house is not such a location, unfortunately. Tomorrow, when I get back to that coffee shop in the afternoon, I'll email my essay to myself and post it on my LJ, hopefully with a link on this very post, if it turns out it's not too hard to have two LJ cuts.
     Anyway, after laundry and the baking of two fruitcakes for my father, (I know, I know, but he loves them for some strange reason) I went back outside with my shovel and cleared my across-the-street-neighbor's walk, her driveway, and her tenant's parking spot.  l also I shoveled our driveway, and I widened our walk.  Another neighbor helped me for a short time, until my father opened the door and lured him into the house with promises of hot rum! But the neighbor left me his shovel, which was a much better one than mine. Took me 50 minutes to do all that.  Although, speaking as a cyclist, I hate snow, I kind of like shoveling it! That's what I did, twice in fact, instead of going to the gym today.  It's a very satisfying activity.
     All last week, I was limping around, but now I have my mobility back, which is wonderful!  I've always been a physical person. I also believe that the regular hits of exercise-induced endorphins I've been getting all my life have enabled me to maintain a more or less positive mindset in the face of extreme provocation from family members.
     But you didn't come to my LJ to read about me and my handy snow shovel, did you? You want to read about Dee and Ryo and that damned whip!  All right, here it is. It's still worksafe, but for a bit of swearing.

Slave to a Gladiator

By Brit Columbia

Chapter Sixteen

Fandom:  Fake
Pairing:  Dee and Ryo
Rating:  I regret to report to my loyal perv-fans that this chapter is worksafe.
Spoilers:  to Volume 7.
Disclaimer: Dee, Ryo, Drake, JJ, Commissioner Rose, Diana and Ted all belong to Sanami Matoh, who created the popular manga, FAKE. But James, Lily, Niko, his EMO slaves, as well as Serena the cat-eared whip-mistress, Todd the bartender, Agent Boris Brasov the David Beckham look-alike, Gwen the hairdresser, and Trevor and Cliff the palanquin bearers are mine. I was not paid in any way for writing this story.
Summary: Dee's in big trouble with a very disgruntled Ryo, but it's his own damn fault.
Author's notes:  Please read and review. I don't know when the next chapter is coming because I really want to work on A New Day.  I'll do my best to write as much as I can this week.  I'm off, but I have evening engagements on Monday and Tuesday, and then it's Christmas eve, and in pretty short order, Christmas. Plus, it won't stop snowing!
Thank you to mtemplar and  the_ladyfeather for beta-ing this.

Slave to a Gladiator

Chapter 16

"Whatever you're doing down there, it sure looks hot," drawled Diana.

Ryo yelped and whirled around, hugging his coat tightly closed against his body, his face the very picture of mortification.

Serena remained on her knees and smiled wickedly up at Diana. "Perhaps you'd like to come down here and help me."

"Maybe I would. It looked like you had a magnificent view there until he went apeshit and covered it up."

Ryo's mouth gaped open as if he might perhaps have something to say, but nothing managed to find its way out.

"Well he's a little skittish right now and I can't say I blame him," said Serena with a sympathetic glance up at the extremely embarrassed NYPD detective. "You've got to admit - he's kind of had a lousy evening so far."

"Yes, he certainly has," Diana agreed. "And it's pretty well all Dee's fault."

"Agent Spacey, a moment?" Todd was back, standing attentively at the end of the aisle they were in.

"Yes, hon, what is it now?"

"The banquet manager and his assistant are re-hanging the curtain for now, but they say it's going to have to be replaced. The whip apparently cut two slashes in the fabric."

"Crap! Can't they patch it?"

"Patch it?" Todd drew himself up, looking shocked. "The New York Palace Hotel? Impossible!"

Diana sighed. "How much?"

 "It's a twelve foot high Venetian velvet curtain. Terry says at least a thousand dollars. Maybe more."

"What? I'm gonna KILL that Dee! Todd, tell you what. Please ask the hotel to send the bill to the 27th Precinct, attention Dee Laytner, spelled A-s-s-h-o-- "

"Wait, Diana. You know Dee will only ignore the bill and it's just gonna come off your credit card," Ryo said. "Am I right? This room is your responsibility, isn't it?"

"Yes, dammit." She ground her teeth. "But I'll beat that money out of your partner if it's the last thing I ever do."

"That'll be kind of hard, considering you're on the West Coast most of the time. I've got a better idea," Ryo said grimly.

"What's that, sweetie?"

"Make the Commissioner pay for it. He was the one that brought the curtain down, after all. Tell him if he doesn't pay for it, I'm going to file charges against him for sexual assault. He won't enjoy the publicity, I think."

"You sure, Ryo? 'Cause I think you won't enjoy the publicity, either."

"Just tell him." Ryo's voice was as hard as granite. "He'll pay. Hell, he probably spends almost as much as that on an evening out, considering the size of the entourage he finds it necessary to drag around. Tell him it was my idea too," he added savagely.

"Well, you're right," mused Diana. "I think he probably will pay. I'll get him to settle it up with the hotel tonight. And I'll pass on your little message, too, if you want me to."

"Thank you. I do."

Todd bowed gracefully and disappeared.

"You know, you're lucky that curtain was there," Serena said to Ryo. "The whip would have cut you instead of the curtain if you hadn't had that layer of protection in place."

Ryo just looked at her while thinking to himself that if the curtain hadn't been there, Dee would have been able to see whose ass he was aiming at and he wouldn't have been whipped at all. He was too much of a gentleman, however, to point this out to her.

"Well, as you said, it hasn't been my lucky night. It was pretty crummy even before Dee went and laid a whip across my behind in front of thirty-odd people," he said bitterly. "It started going wrong even before we arrived, but I think the moment of no return was when JJ doused me with a whole bowl of pomegranate-raspberry punch! At first I thought it was an accident, but now I'm not so sure."

"Oh, that was no accident, sweetie." Diana dropped down next to Serena and reached for the tube of ointment that was in her hand. "What's this? Special salve for whip disasters?"

"Actually it's called 'Arnica'," said Serena. "It's an excellent anti-bruising agent, and contrary to what you might be thinking, I did NOT arrive with it stashed in my evening bag tonight. Your assistant brought it. What's his name? Todd?"

"Yes, Todd! He thinks of everything, and he's cute, too. Isn't he wonderful? I think I'd like to marry him if I didn't have at least ten years on hi- "

"Now, just wait a New York minute!" Ryo broke in furiously. "What did you mean when you said it was no accident that JJ got me with the punch?"

"What I said, pretty boy. And I'll tell you everything I know if you let me stay down here next to Serena while she puts that Arnica stuff on your perky little butt."


"Rowan, where's your collar?" Niko's voice was stern and the slave cringed.

Todd strode up, balancing a tray of drinks with professional grace on one palm. In his other hand he held Rowan's missing leash and collar. "The gentleman dressed as Batman gave me this before he left, sir," Todd informed Niko.

"Oh, er, thank you." Niko took the collar and turned back to Rowan, demanding to know how the slave's collar had ended up in the possession of another man. He trailed off when he realized that the bartender was still standing there. "Was there something else?" he inquired stiffly.

"Yes, sir. The Commissioner is waiting for you in the lobby. He asked me to tell you that since he lost his first cigar in the excitement of the whip-cracking contest, he would be obliged if you would join him in the courtyard ASAP and provide him with another."

The frown disappeared from Niko's face. "The Commissioner, eh? Just the opportunity I've been waiting for." He turned and snapped his fingers. "Jordan, bring the cigars and come with me. Not you, Rowan. You stay here and contemplate whether you truly want to continue as my slave. We'll be back later."

Niko tucked a folded bill into the breast pocket of Todd's black vest before bustling away with Jordan. Rowan stared after them, stricken. Niko had taken the collar and leash with him.

"Here, drink this. It should settle your stomach." Todd held out a small glass of thick pink liquid, which Rowan accepted hesitantly.

"Um...Thanks," whispered the slave and sipped it absently, while watching the departure of Niko and Jordan with tear-filled eyes.


"Niko, you're not leaving are you?"

"Serena, what are you doing hiding in coat check?"

"Well, I was about to put this bandage on Detective MacLean's bruises, but the minute he saw you coming, he dived between these coats here and disappeared."

"Detective MacLean is in here with you?" Niko seemed delighted. "Randy? Are you there? I want to apologize to you."

"You do?" Ryo's suspicious face popped up over the top of a rack of coats. "What for?"

"The way I spoke to you earlier. I mistook you for a submissive. But when I saw you cracking that whip over Dee's head just now, I realized I had been wholly mistaken. You have the makings of an excellent top."

"Er...um, ahem! Ah...Thanks, I guess..."

"You had every woman in the room palpitating at the sight of your magnificent, wounded fury. I think you're a natural, and should you ever wish for a mentor - "

"Now, now, Niko. I saw him first! Off you go, now. Jordan's got your coats. Where's Rowan?"

"In the doghouse. I'm going outside to smoke with the Commissioner, but I've told Rowan to wait here. Honestly, I don't know what's gotten into that child tonight. Drinking alcohol without my permission, running back and forth from the restrooms also without my permission, daring to remove my special monogrammed collar..." Niko shook his head and tsked sadly.

"Niko, a slave's behavior is always a reflection of their master's management. If you're not able to control Rowan, it's your fault." Serena folded her arms and looked at him unsympathetically.

"Hmm, you may have a point there. Do you think - "

 Ryo cleared his throat rather loudly and said, "Niko, isn't the Commissioner waiting for you?"

"Oh! Yes he is. Thank you for reminding me. Serena, could we possibly discuss this later?"

"Yes of course, Niko. But before you go, do you think that Detective MacLean might borrow Rowan's collar and leash? Just for tonight?"

"I don't see why not." Niko handed it over. "Rowan will have to earn it back again, anyway."


Diana walked up to Cliff, who was sitting somewhat dejectedly on the palanquin, no doubt waiting for Berkeley's return. He seemed mostly sober, unlike the other three bearers who were sitting cross-legged on the floor nearby, singing an off-key rendition of 'Margaritaville'.

"Cliff, doll, is this your phone?"

He looked at the phone in her hand, while compulsively feeling in the pocket of his tight leather pants. "I guess it is. I must have lost it."

"I guess you must have," Diana agreed. "One of the guests gave it to me. Apparently, it's been buzzing a lot. Seems like someone really wants to get a hold of you."

He thanked her and flipped it open. She left him checking his messages, and had to practically clench her hands into fists to keep herself from dusting them together. It wouldn't be long until he was out of her hair.


"WHAT?" Dee stared at Serena and Ryo with incredulous eyes. "This is all your doing, you witch! What kinds of things have you been filling his innocent head with?"

"Those are the terms," Ryo said. "For starters. And just so you know, Serena talked me down from something much, much worse." That wasn't exactly true. He had been ready to give up all claim to revenge out of remorse for how close he had come to drawing Dee's blood in his wrath. But then Serena had made several rather interesting suggestions, and when Diana had offered yet another damning indictment against Dee, he had found himself in complete agreement with the two women that Dee needed to be taught a lesson.

"What could be worse that me having to wear that tiny slave costume of yours? It doesn't even fit me! My ass is gonna be hanging out the back, for fuck's sake."

"You're just lucky I'm allowing you to cover your ass with underwear, you son of a bitch. When you manipulated me into wearing this stupid... thong, I think you already had a plan for getting me out of my jeans. Am I right about that?"

"What? You mean you're actually giving some weight to that crapola that JJ was spouting? Come on, Ryo, since when do you listen to him?"

"When my 'spidey-senses' are tingling, that's when." Ryo gave Dee a long, piercing look that caused a faint flush to rise on his lover's cheeks. "What do you have to say about my jeans? Go on, give me whatever lame excuse you've got ready for that one. I'm waiting."

Dee hesitated and then quickly said, "It wasn't my fault!  Diana was the one - "

"Yes?" said Serena sweetly. "What did Diana have to do with it?"

Dee's suddenly suspicious eyes went from Ryo's face to Serena's and back again.

"Spidey-senses, my ass. That shit never worked on me, and you know it. You've been talking to Diana, haven't you?"

"Yes, we have," said Ryo after glancing at Serena. "And it just so happened we talked to her right after she had learned a couple of interesting things from JJ. Luckily, she caught him before he and Drake left for the night."

"JJ! That fuckin' traitorous little blabbermouth! Just wait 'til I catch him at the office tomorrow! I'm gonna stuff him head first down the trash chute! And then I'm - "

"Dee, just can it for once." Ryo's voice was brusque. "You screwed up big time, you got caught, and now it's time to make it right. That is, if you've got the guts."

Ryo took a step back and looked Dee up and down, arms folded.

"Whaddaya mean, 'if I've got the guts'?" demanded Dee. "When have I ever been short of guts? Huh?"

 "When it comes to being honest with me, if you really have to be told."

"Aw baby, you know - don't tell me you don't know by now - that I'm always honest with you about the big things."

"Dee, what is this if not a 'big' thing? What we did earlier, before we came to this damn party...that was - that was- " Ryo looked away before continuing, a slight tremor in his voice. "That was pretty big for me. But what was it for you? A casual seduction game, that's all. You let me think it meant more to you than it really did. Then, thanks to you, I got stuck wearing this demeaning costume in a highly public place. And if that wasn't enough, you manipulated me into this friggin' thong, and conspired with JJ to take away even the small amount of dignity my jeans were able to offer me." He stopped to look accusingly at Dee, who was watching him with a slowly dawning expression of understanding.

"Then you pretty well abandoned me while you went to play whip games with your friends, so when the Commissioner came looking for me, I had to deal with him on my own." Ryo flung up a hand to forestall Dee from speaking, as his wide-eyed partner had suddenly opened his mouth. "Let me finish, Dee! Anyway, that's okay, I don't need your protection. I was doing all right with that situation, although certain things probably wouldn't have happened if you'd been watching my back for me like you usually do. But right in the middle of me letting the Commissioner know he couldn't treat me like his own personal plaything, you had to take it upon yourself to whip the hell out of my totally innocent and already sore butt."

"Baby, I'm - "

"Shut up. I'm not done. I really don't care how sorry you say you are at this point. I'm interested in a real apology, not a bunch of meaningless words."

"Meaningless? How can ...?" Dee looked at Ryo, his hands reaching out toward him in misery and confusion. 

"Yeah, meaningless. You jerk me around and you think all you've got to do is smile and act like a big, overgrown puppy dog and say, 'Sorry, babe!' and tell me a couple of lies so I'll forgive you." Ryo slapped Dee's reaching hands away. "And that's another thing. In addition to my other terms, I want complete honesty from you for a change. You're always going on about what an honest guy you are and how you have the courage to tell the truth when others don't, and all that." He glared grimly at Dee, who was looking down despondently at his sandaled feet. "But you've been dishonest and sneaky with me on several occasions today, resulting in discomfort and humiliation for me. Me, not you! Don't you feel the least bit ashamed of yourself?"

"Yes, I do," muttered Dee bleakly, lifting his head to meet Ryo's eyes.

"Good," said Ryo. "You should. But I still feel like I need a rest from you after tonight. I don't wanna see you for a while, Dee.  Not even at work. I'm thinking about using those vacation days I was planning to carry over to the new year. It might be a good time for Bikky and me to go and visit Aunt Elena for a week or so. And I don't wanna see you for a while after we get back, either."

"What? But you were gonna use that vacation time to go away with me after Christmas! It's gonna be our first real vacation together as a couple. Don't you wanna go to a hot, sunny place together? I mean, what do you want from me?  I'm sorry, okay? Really, I am! I know I've been an idiot."

"What do I want? I want you to prove to me that you're sorry and that you're not going to pull any crap like this again."

"Okay, I will. Whatever you need from me. I'll do anything - anything - if it'll make you forgive me."

"Do you agree that you deserve to be punished?"

Dee nodded. "I let you down big time. Yeah, I deserve to be punished."

"All right then. We're gonna go to the men's room and switch costumes. Then you're going to put this slave collar on yourself and hand me the leash, along with your free will. Understand?"

"Yeah. But just so we're clear on the details, I have to wear this costume and leash for the rest of the night, and that's my punishment, right? After that, you'll forgive me? You won't use your vacation days to go stay with your aunt like you threatened, and you'll still come to Jamaica or somewhere else hot with me in January? You won’t shut me out?"

"Yes Dee, I'll forgive you and we'll still go on our vacation together. But you're going to have to endure a little more than just simply wearing a slave costume and a leash."

"Uhh...Like what?" Dee looked at him warily.

"You'll find out shortly. I'm afraid the costume and the leash are just the beginning of your punishment."

Dee gazed at him for several long seconds, as if trying to gauge how sincere he was.

"Aw hell," he finally said quietly. "You're serious, aren't you?"


~end of Chapter 16~
Thanks for reading!  Season's Greetings to you all.

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I will go ahead and admit it: I am the proud owner of a snow shovel made for les enfants. Yes, that is correct! So, to hear about your altruistic snow clearing makes me feel like I need a neighbor like you to clear my pathways. You are a very sweet person, and obviously very physically fit. I happen to dislike snow with a passion, but I adore the rain. And, I also adore a really good fruit cake.

Happiest of Holidays to you and your family, Brit :D

Okay, I'm with you on hating snow and adoring the rain. But fruitcake? Never! First of all, I hate fruit, even dried fruit. Then there's the fact that fruitcakes have, like, a zillion calories per slice. Now, I've never been one to deny myself a few calories. But I have one caveat: I must ENJOY the calorie-laden thing I put in my mouth. If I have a choice between eating something chocolatey or eating fruitcake, fruitcake doesn't even make the short list. The only time I can recall ever enjoying a piece of fruitcake, it was sweeter than usual, had a limited amount of dried fruit and had been rather liberally soaked in rum. Plus, I had been drinking, which made me less discerning, and there was nothing else to eat.

A quote from my father: "There were originally four kings who visited baby Jesus in Bethlehem, not three. But the fourth guy didn't make it into the history books because he brought a fruitcake!"

Thanks for your PM. I've been thinking about you, but there's barely been any me-time in the past few days. Tomorrow is all mine, so expect to hear from me!

Niko's "apology" to Ryo has me grinning from ear to ear. :-D

Ryo's threat to Berks also rules. And hurrah for him taking control, and for Serena helping him out.

Looking forward to the essay and the next ep. Season's greetings back atcha. :-)

Oh yeah, the essay! Started tweaking and then ran out of time. Must get back to that tomorrow. Social plans will prevent that tonight.

Ryo's probably never been told he has 'top' potential before. (Something to think about, Ryo dear!)

Thank you for reading and commenting. I hope you have time off and happy things planned.

Thanks for the chap!
Shovelling really is good exercise! I am, however more fond of running in inches deep, untouched snow. I'm working at a hospital in a little town where my parents live this Christmas, and it feels like I'm in my own dream world when I jog/walk to job at early morning and it snows and there are no footprints on the snow at all, and it's absolutely silent. I love it!

Okay, so what do you wear on your feet when you run in snow? It's got to be boots, otherwise the snow will fill your running shoes. I've never tried to run in snow! I'd probably fall flat on my face. But good for you, you fit, hardy, soon-to-be medical professional! You're going to be one of those healthy doctors, I just know it. (My father's recently retired doctor was an extremely unhealthy guy. He smoked and rarely exercised)

Thanks for reading the chap! Happy New Year to you and your loved ones!

Oh, thank you for the praise! I feel so good now! (I'm not in that good shape, I always pretty much fall back on winters)

I wear just the same sneakers as in the summer, they don't really get that wet, and toes and fingers warm up pretty fast while running. I still have some kind of gore-tex winter sneakers, but they are too heavy. Of course if the road is icy, then it is difficult, and rather stupid, to run. Once this Christmas I have even slipped and fallen right in front of a by-passer. It's not like it's far to fall..

Sorry it took so long to comment, with this holiday season and all. But you could try to run, too!

If I were Dee, I'd be shaking in my Roman-style sandals. God, Ryo is scary.

Yes, he's way more scary than Dee. I'd never want him to be pissed off at me. I'd rather face a P.O.'d Dee than a P.O.'d Ryo any day of the week.

Thank you for reading! I wish you all good things in 2009.

You'll probably think I'm crazy for saying this, but I'd be glad to take some of that snow off your hands! I live in California, but I've got friends and family all over the place, and it seems like everywhere but here has snow.

Weather aside, this chapter definetly made me think of your usual pairing note, "a strong and equal Ryo and Dee." Damn straight! This definetly isn't the mushy uke we usually see, and it's nice to be reminded that there is steel under that sweet exterior. And Niko's little bit just made me snerk. He was just so...proud! I hope we'll see more of him, if not here, than in your other fics.

Stay warm, and have a lovely [insert seasonal celebration of choice here]!

All right, I'm sending you a big box of snow! You can throw snowballs at the neighbors before it melts.

I would actually love to write more about Niko. I have a big weakness for side characters, even when I'm reading someone else's work. And of course, when I'm writing about my own characters, I know so much more about them than the story could possibly support. I'll try to bring Niko back someday.

I stayed warm but I got sick anyway. I was surrounded by virus-carrying people. Now everyone in our house has a cold! Even the cat has been sneezing cute little kitty-sneezes. Good thing I'm off this week.

Thank you for your review and your well wishes for Christmas. Sorry not to have gotten back to you sooner.

Don't do it, Don't do it, Don't do it.

*looks around cabin and down at Ted sleeping*

AHHHHHH I can't!!!!!!!!!!!



*breathing heavily hair a mess and aviators askew*


I will behave myself for now, because of the Holidays.

*fixes hair and adjusts aviators on head*

I apologize for my earlier outburst...I did my best.

Okay now here we go:

I love the way Diana thinks. Free show from Ryo for info.

A pist-off Ryo is a hot and tasty Ryo.mmmmmmmmmmmm

By the way have I mentioned I love Todd, he rules....too bad Diana has it bad for Berks, they would be good together.

Poor Rowan, but don't worry sweety your sacrifice will be for a greater good. Ryo's greater good.

I think Ryo would make a great top too......does everyone agree with me?

Dee got truly put in his place and I believe Serena taught Ryo well to get Dee to submit.....quite easily and totally I must admit.

Dee in a slave costume with his ass hanging out and a collar.

*falls into trance-like state*

*wakes up suddenly*

*looks over at Ted making sure there are no buckets of river water nearby*

I learned my lesson.

Anyway Brit I thoroughly enjoyed this installment, although it wasn't as long as the others, its was quite enjoyable and I am still firmly entrenched.

I think I'll head downstairs and grab a drink from my well stocked kitchen. I love my cabin. Christmas came early this year.

Later Brit

P.S. Those video tapes of our Yaoi Lumberjacks are selling like hotcakes. Ahh hotcakes that brings back memories.

I think I'll go wake up Ted.

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year Brit

Hi Dax! I'm finally responding to your wonderfully bouncy review. Been sick. Still sick, just not so bad now. Sorry for the double response. Had LJ troubles.

Did you wake up Ted with your outburst about the cliffhanger? You know, as cliffhangers go, that one wasn't too bad. Serena talked me down from something much, much worse!

Despite what everyone's thinking, Ryo didn't actually allow Diana to look at his butt. She took pity on him and gave him the info about JJ acting as Dee's punch-splashing agent anyway.

Yes, I agree that Todd and Diana would be great together. They think along the same lines and Todd is very attuned to her scheminess. But she wants Berk with every cell in her body, and always has.

Not everyone is happy with Niko for keeping slaves, but I think you understand that Rowan and Jordan are willing slaves. Rowan is just somewhat more willful than Jordan and is now genuinely broken-hearted at being left out of Niko's plans. However, Ryo's going to make good use of that leash and collar!

Well, I agree that Ryo would make a great top! And I'm going to prove it, too.

Dee in a slave costume that doesn't fit him, with his underwear showing...Hope no one gives him a wedgie!

Don't worry about river water. Ted would have to get out of bed, climb down from the loft, locate the bucket,put on his coat and boots (maybe pants too, if you allow him to wear pants?), and walk through the snow and over to the river to get some.All of that would give him ample time to remember the spanking he got last time and think better of it. I believe he has learned his lesson!

I think those tapes of the yaoi guys probably ended up in a lot of Christmas stockings!

Merry Christmas is over, but Happy New Year to you, Dax.Thanks again.

*pets Dee* I'd feel sorry for you, sweetie, but you totally deserve that tongue-lashing. He’s been a very bad boyfriend and he’s lucky that Ryo doesn’t ditch him for the New Year. Ryo’s lack of experience doesn’t make it easier, but they do need to talk more about what each of them wants in the bedroom or other semi-private place. Me thinks they should have some New Year’s sex resolutions. :)

Rose has been bad too and really, a grand price tag is nothing to him, but I never want Rose to get what he deserves. He might actually learn his lesson. *grins* We can’t have that.

I am far too demure and delicate for snow shoveling. Or lazy. One of those anyway.

Yes, that was quite a well deserved tongue-lashing, and not the good kind, either.;D

New Year's sex resolutions! Wow, someone has got to write a fic about that. I can't see Ryo going for it, but I bet he'd get a hard-on just from reading Dee's list.

I don't want Rose to learn his lesson, either! I kind of like it when he's bad and he gets away with everything.

You...demure and delicate? Well, I have no way of knowing if you're delicate, but I suspect you do actually have a demure side that somehow coexists peacefully with your raunchy M/M-loving side.

Happy New Year! And thanks for always reading my chapters.

Hi! Have been enjoying this fic and eagerly awaiting each update... unfortunately didn't have time to leave a comment to say how much I like it and the bits of humour that makes the chapts so much more fun to read.
Also, I do enjoy reading updates of what's happening in your side of the woods ... I don't envy anyone having to shovel snow but on the plus side, you have to be mobile to do it!

When are you going to update?!?! I can't take it! Please don't tell me you're going to stop writing this story?! I'd actually cry *sniffles* Please, hopefully, update soon. I love this story and all your other Dee/Ryo stories.

Don't worry, I won't stop writing this story. I will never abandon any of my stories, even if everyone stops reading them. I'm just going through a bit of a hard time right now, and my writing time has been significantly reduced. However, more is coming soon! Thank you for commenting.

Like annon up right ^ (THAR) I TOO MUST INQUIRE as to the well-being of my favorite AUTHOR (i refuse to say "fanfic" author because the average level and view of such people is much too low in my opinion, AND YOU ARE WAY TOO GOOD FOR THAT <3) and as to her possible holiday chocolates? and the rest of A New Day, which I finished not 5 MINUTES ago and was all NOOOOOOOOOOOO WHERE IS THE CITRUS?! YOU PROMISED CITRUS!!!... though I did have fun reading some of that chapter out to my roommate who just came home in the middle. LET MEH KNOW brit luv! -JD

Apologies for the long silence! The answer on the updates is (for now, anyway) "I don't know." My life has been rife with problems, which have been KO-ing my writing time. However, I AM about to post the first half of one of those 'keep on hand for emergencies' stories that I sometimes write. It's called 'Doughnuts at the 27th Precinct'. Soon there will also be Drake/JJ citrus. Probably a week from now.

Thank you for caring!

I'd send you yummy treats but I've yet to finish my deviled eggs (I only boiled them, and might get to the deviling part later, provided I have pitchforks ;D) and my roommate and I haven't gotten to making the yummy jelly powder cookies yet, or the walnut nom-ables.
Hope you at least get some time to chill out rather than stress out during all those problems!

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