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[#177] Teenage Drama (FAKE)
Theme Prompt: #177 – Nemesis
Title: Teenage Drama
Fandom: FAKE
Rating/Warnings: PG
Bonus: Yes
Word Count: 1000
Summary: Ryo has to go away for a few days, and Bikky isn’t at all happy about who’ll be keeping an eye on him while his foster father is gone.
“I’ll only be gone for a few days,” Ryo said as he carefully folded everything he would need into his single suitcase and a suit carrier. “I don’t have to be in D.C. through the whole trial, just long enough to testify. I’ll be home before you know it. You probably won’t even have time to miss me; you’ll be too busy at school.”
Sitting on Ryo’s bed, idly swinging one foot, Bikky grumbled something under his breath.
Ryo paused his packing to give his foster son his full attention. “What was that?”
“Why do they need you anyway? Can’t the perv go instead?”
“The need me because I was part of the investigation. Dee wasn’t involved, he was on an undercover assignment here in New York. Just as well, really. I’ve asked him to stay here and keep an eye on you while I’m gone.”
“WHAT!” Bikky leapt to his feet, a horrified expression on his face. “NO! You can’t do that to me, Ryo! Please!”
“I can, and I have. You’re only fourteen, Biks; it would be illegal for me to leave you home alone even for one night, never mind three or four days.” Ryo folded his arms over his chest, his own expression stern and uncompromising. Anyone who thought Randy ‘Ryo’ Maclean was soft in any way didn’t know him at all.
Bikky groaned, visibly wilting. “Can’t I just stay with Melinda next door?”
“Melinda is visiting her sister in Duluth.”
“What about Carol and her aunt? I’m always welcome there.”
“They’re away too, visiting college campuses. Carol’s going to be graduating high school next year.”
“This sucks!” Bikky threw himself back onto the bed, scowling. “Can’t you go to Washington next week instead?”
Sitting beside Bikky on the bed, Ryo chuckled. “That’s not how trials work, Biks. The date’s been set, prosecution testifies first, and so I need to be there. If I’m not there to testify, a very evil man might get away with his crimes. D’you want that?”
“No, of course not! I just don’t want the perv lording it over me.”
“I wish you wouldn’t call Dee that. I’d hoped the two of you would get along better by now; I know Dee’s trying.”
“You can say that again.” Bikky thrust his lower lip out in a mutinous pout.
Ryo swallowed a laugh. “Why d’you hate him so much?”
Bikky turned to stare incredulously at his foster father. “He’s been pawing at you and trying to get in your pants since the day you guys met!”
“Yes, and I’m not saying I didn’t appreciate you defending me back when we first started working together, I needed some time to sort my head out, but Dee’s not just my work partner now; he’s my boyfriend. I thought you were getting used to having him around.”
“Doesn’t mean I like it. He still keeps grabbing at you, and he’s a Knicks fan!”
This time Ryo didn’t bother trying not to laugh. “Dee is just as entitled to support his favourite basketball team as you are, Biks.”
“But the Knicks suck!”
“That may be so, but they’re Dee’s team. No one’s saying you have to support them.”
“Like I ever would.” Bikky pulled a face. “I’m in Hell! You’ll be gone, and I’ll have to put up with my sworn nemesis pushing me around!”
“How can he be your nemesis?”
“He just is, okay?”
Ryo shook his head. “As I recall, last time he kept an eye on you while I was away, he fed you junk food and let you stay up late every night. Your teachers told me you kept falling asleep at your desk.”
“I was just a kid then. Now I’m a teenager.”
“What a difference four years makes.” Ryo was still grinning.
“Didn’t you ever have a nemesis?”
“Not that I remember, or at least not when I was your age.” A thoughtful frown creased Ryo’s forehead. “I suppose there was one person I could have described as my nemesis, but that was more recent.”
“Who?”
“The man who gave the order that resulted in the death of my parents.”
“Oh.” Bikky was suddenly subdued. “I thought you didn’t know who killed them.”
“I didn’t, not at the time. I found out about eighteen months ago. By then, one of the gunmen was already dead, and I saw the other one gunned down. Leo Grant was the one who’d given the order though, and the worst part was, it was a mistake. My parents weren’t the targets; there was a mix-up at customs, and they picked up the wrong package. It got them killed.”
“That’s awful!”
“Yeah. For a while, I wanted to kill Grant myself. He even told me I was one of only two people who had the right to.”
“Why didn’t you?”
“It wouldn’t have brought my parents back, and I would’ve gone to jail for murdering an unarmed man. It doesn’t matter now anyway. Grant haunted me, waking and sleeping, for months, but he’s gone now.”
“So what happened?”
Ryo shrugged. “Someone else killed him.”
“Good. He got what he deserved.”
“I suppose he did.” Getting to his feet, Ryo packed the last few items into his suitcase. “Dee will be here soon to drive me to the airport. You can come with him to see me off if you want.”
“Okay.”
A couple of hours later, having stuck around at the airport until Ryo’s flight boarded, Dee and Bikky headed for Dee’s car.
“Welp, looks like it’s just you and me now.”
Bikky slouched along beside his sort of nemesis. “Yeah, sucks to be us, left behind.”
“Ryo’s got it worse though. Stuck in some dingy hotel room when he’s not sittin’ in court, waitin’ to be called to testify. Man, that’s a drag. Bet he would’a given anything to stay here with us. We should do somethin’ nice for him when he gets back.”
“I guess.” Bikky frowned; maybe Dee wasn’t really so bad.
The End
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