A/N: Hi Everyone! We're here at chapter ten. THE VERY LAST CHAPTER! GASP!! My angst didn't go over so well last chapter because it was just hard on me, so just humor and giggles today! There's a few flashbacks so stay with me! The praise for my first work is just... so incredible. It really means SO MUCH to me that you took the time to write me a quick something. Thank you, thank you, and thank you.
Well... let me just quickly tell you what I plan to do next. I have this adorable idea for a one shot to tie over this fic to its sequel. WHAT A SEQUEL I SAY?! YES! There is an idea for the I-love-Drake-and-JJ-so-much-it-hurts part two, and let me tell you... if you thought THIS was explosive... you have another thing coming. Course I have to finish my outline, and straighten out a few "problems" but then on! ON TO BIGGER AND BETTER THINGS! I just can't wait to start the next part of their life together, it's going to be so fucking awesome!!!
-Crazed fangirl squeal-
And remember a couple of the main events in this fic, because the big things will carry over. Like October, and the coffee, and the gun shot wound... yeah, try and keep those in the back of your mind.
-Blows large kisses-
xoxoxo
earthangel3- Yes, I needed to put in that angst to make the story climax somewhere. I was overly cruel to JJ because... well, I just tried to make Drake paranoid. Maybe it was too over the top? Oh well, what's done is done. Originally I was actually going to have JJ leave and then move back, but I got so excited by my sequel that I decided to wrap things up early.
katastrophic88- -takes hand and pats- I like my Dee to be goofy once in a while, but also to have a sincere caring side. I hate angst now, reading it and writing it. It was so hard. Too much work. Fluff, fluff, fluff. bounces on cloud.
Neko-Rinny- I'm sorry I made you cry. :-( But that's the way the words happened to roll out. And Dee does have a serious side. You can see it in the time's where Ryo's hurt in the manga or when Mother almost died. Dee would be there for his friends, thick or thin.
kirara2edward- we'll see about that!
ladybard96- Thank you for reading! And you're right. MORE SAP.
MoonstarSR- all hail JJ seme fans! WHEEE! So pleased you love the story. Hope this chapter doesn't disappoint.
Beverley- Here is the next chapter! I love the way JJ is well rounded in my story too. Someone with that amount of looks deserves a good personality to boot. Couldn't agree with you more on the seme question. That's why I was so worried about who would top who. But, in the end, they will prolly share like good people that they are. :-D
Celeste1- I'm so glad they're together and happy too! And Drake will get his turn. Promise
Calico Avangi- Yeah, sorry about that. I can't write angst. At all. I run out of things to say and do besides have them cry. -hangs head- I'll try harder next time, but most of my classic writing is humor. -bows profusely- I'm SO SORRY I SUCK AT WRITING EVERYTHING ELSE. It was rushed yes, but not as rushed as the first draft. -hides rough drafts to save embarassment- Please keep reading my other stuff though because one day i might get it right. :-/
NaiyaTook- I'm so happy! I've been described as flowing and smooth and stuff. YAY! JJ/Drake has always been my favorite pairing. My next fics will probably be dedicated to them as well.
Kitty in the Box- my faithful, loyal, always flattering reader! -hugglesglomps- I think most of your reviews forced me to strive the extra mile in search of something better than mediocre. Thank you for your constant reviews and opinion. I look forward to seeing you review my later works! Until we see each other again!
xoxoxo
Chapter 10:
'POP' 'fizzzzzz' 'chink, chink'
"All right! Who doesn't have a glass yet?" yelled Ted over the din.
There were a couple of shouts across the room and a low cheer from the rest of the crowd. A round of "Auld Lang Syne" was chorused by a few men from Forensics who hadn't waited for midnight to begin drinking. It was a whirl of chaos and noise, so unlike the strict police office usually was, with party hats of every color sticking out from everyone's head.
New Year's in New York. Arguably, the best excuse to celebrate without inhibitions till dawn.
About fifteen minutes to the new year, Drake pulled JJ away from the festivities to join him on the roof. They looked over the raucous party goers on the streets below, smiling inwardly and holding hands. A champagne bottle sat between Drake's feet, as well as two paper cups.
JJ reflected on what an unexpected moment this was. If someone had told him last year that he would be intertwining fingers with Drake on the roof, he'd have laughed in their face. But there they were. Together. Such a difficult path they were forced to tread, but eventually they had arrived at success.
!!!!-Begin Flashback-!!!!
When they woke up from their sleep, after confessing their love to each other, Drake and JJ talked about their future, about what action they were going to take. The older man was adamant about JJ immediately pulling his transfer and would not stop nagging him until he'd done so. After the quick phone call, Drake apologized again and again about his previous accusations. JJ repeatedly tried to interrupt him while the blond haired man raved about what an idiot he was and how "complete and total bullshit" seemed to have spilled from his mouth without running through his brain first. Fifteen minutes later, JJ grew tired of the self-loathing and forced a kiss on his partner to silence him.
Two months passed as swiftly as a single moment. The new lovers had talked to Ryo and Dee in confidence about what was going on and the four decided to keep the relationship on the down low for the time being. Neither JJ nor Drake could get around the fact that they only started seeing each other in the past month or so. Ryo felt that it was important for them to stay with each other a bit longer before they could be really ready for the inevitable persecution. After all it took him and Dee two years.
However, the situation didn't say that Drake and JJ had to be completely closeted. Indeed, it was Drake's idea that during November the two couples go for a double date which they all enjoyed immensely. Even though Dee's and Ryo's affection was more open in public, JJ recognized Drake's efforts to look the part of a boyfriend. He blushed a dull pink when Drake wrapped his arm around his waist as they walked down the urban streets. I know he's nervous and that he's just trying to make up for what he's done, but I do still appreciate it. Drake means everything to me now, and for him to show strangers that we're together like this... it's such a huge step in the right direction.
The days shifted into December while the snow fell through the city. A series of complicated homicide cases compelled everyone to work late hours up to Christmas Eve. Drake's pride in his companion tripled as he listened in on JJ's argument with Rose outside the door. For a smaller, leaner man, JJ packed quite a punch.
"You're being a complete dickhead! We've worked overtime everyday for the past week and a half, and you're telling me we can't have twenty-four hours to ourselves?"
"Listen up, Adams! I'm short officers at the moment, so Christmas or no Christmas you're dragging your sorry ass to the precinct tomorrow morning."
"No! I have a right to spend my vacation time any way I please!"
"It's not like you actually have an obligation to someone!"
"Mind your own fucking business. I'm not coming in tomorrow and neither is Drake. We officially strike until the 26th. Effective immediately."
And with that said, JJ stormed out as he crashed into the eavesdropping Drake. Both got up from their positions on the floor, JJ sprawled across Drake's chest, and brushed themselves off.
"And I thought that it would be easier to send you in..." chuckled Drake.
"What can I say? It's our first Christmas together and I DON'T want to spend it tracking down criminals," shrugged JJ as they waved to Janet before heading out.
!!!!-End Flashback-!!!!
I've never seen him so stubborn as when he thinks he's getting cheated out of time with me, Drake smirked and threw his arm over JJ's shoulder, one minute to midnight. Those are such precious memories that I want to hold on to. His strength, his loyalty, his passion...
"Drake," said JJ as he gently pulled his body to face him, "I love you."
Drake took JJ's face in both his hands and stared into his brilliant blue eyes. The moonlight reflected in his pupils to make Drake literally see stars shining back at him. It was impossible... unimaginable... it felt as if he had lost himself. His own caramel brown eyes struggled to remain open as he leaned forward to brush his lips against JJ's petal soft mouth.
"And I'll always love you JJ."
Three...
Drake slipped his arms around JJ's waist to tug him flush against him.
Two...
JJ moaned wantonly, hurriedly flinging his hands to bury them in smooth golden hair.
One...
Drake raised JJ up, twirling him around while he laughed and threw his head back.
And a new beginning had started.
oOoOoOoOoOo
"You are so plastered," Drake chuckled as he lifted JJ out of the passenger seat and over his shoulder. Considering all the stairs he was going to climb, it would be easier to sling JJ over his back than to carry him against his chest.
True to his word, it took less than three glasses of champagne to have him singing "It's Raining Men" on top of a stool. Low tolerance... try NO tolerance. Drake decided to curve his own liquor in favor of getting them both home safely, JJ had obviously chosen to become the designated drunk. Not that Drake minded all that much. It made for interesting conversation.
"Hehehehe... Drake, Drake, Drake..." JJ sang his partner's name every time he bounced his head against Drake's lower back.
"Hey, we have to be quiet now. Don't want your neighbors upset," Drake whispered as they arrived on JJ's floor.
"Shhhhhhh," JJ shook his head violently and loudly hushed, "Must be quiet JJ. Hehehehe." He clapped his hands over his mouth and giggled uncontrollably.
Drake shifted JJ a little to open his door. Thank God I have a spare key, I don't know where his is. And with the state he's in, I doubt he even realizes what a key is at all. You can say one thing though... JJ isn't a mean drunk.
He carried the drunken man to the bedroom where he proceed to take off his shoes and socks. Drake decided that it would be all right for JJ to sleep in his clothes tonight since he was wearing a sweater and light slacks. Yet, getting his rather squeamish man under the covers was a challenge. No matter how hard he tried to tuck his legs under the sheets to pull the comforter up, JJ always ended up on top of the bed again. Then there were the random fits of giggles. Finally, Drake had been able to take of his own shirt and shoes before climbing in after JJ. I hope he stops laughing, not that it isn't adorable, but all the vibrating is going to keep me up.
He had almost dozed off before he felt a tug at his arm, "Mmhmm? Yeah, JJ?"
JJ screwed up his face and squinted his eyes for a moment, "Are you a good secret keeper?"
Entirely taken aback by the ridiculous question he stuttered, "Uh... wha... yes?"
JJ bobbed his head and leaned in so close that Drake could smell the alcohol on his breath, "Don't tell Drake okay?"
"Umm... JJ, look, it's-"
"I want to make love to him so badly," JJ exhaled with a shiver, "I've wanted to for a long, long, long time. Yes, yes, yes. Very long. Ve-ry."
Drake tensed as he gawked at the man beside him. Sure he had always known that JJ probably did want to go that next step, but to hear it out loud...
JJ unconsciously slapped a hand over Drake's mouth and said, "But we can't tell Drakey! Nope, nope. Musn't tell Drakey. That would be... hehehehe... bad. Bad, bad, bad. You won't tattle tale, will you?" JJ's index finger was thrust into Drake's sternum as he said the last word, 'you' and then made its way to his lips signaling for quiet.
Drake silently shook his head slowly. JJ smiled a large goofy grin and laid down to pass out.
Definitely not an angry drunk...
oOoOoOoOoOo
The morning brought the sight of a cold winter day, with the windows slightly frosted due to the freezing temperatures. Drake's hands groped the opposite side of the bed for something warm to press up against. Groaning in frustration he opened his eyes to find that he was alone.
Sitting up and rubbing his eyes, he heard retching sounds from the bathroom.
Oh shit. He probably doesn't handle hangovers well either.
Trudging to the half open door, he wasn't really surprised to see JJ bending over the toilet, red in the face. Drake walked up behind JJ to help support him by holding his stomach up. Two men were almost hurling when the sober man felt JJ's second wave of nausea through his hands. Think about something else, try not to smell anything...
Fortunately, JJ slumped into his embrace soon afterward while muttering something like, "My head is going to explode."
"Well, you did have three whole glasses last night," Drake commented amusedly.
"Shut up."
Drake half carried, half walked JJ to the kitchen to find him something to take. While he opened and closed carious cupboards, the silver haired man collapsed on the table with a thud.
"Did I do anything last night?" was all Drake could make out from the muffled sound of slurred words.
"You mean besides strip naked and hump the water cooler, you mean?"
JJ growled, "Uh, you wish."
"Yeah, maybe a little," Drake laughed as he placed a glass of tomato juice in front of the keeled over detective.
Between forced gulps, JJ said, "So... I didn't do anything stupid at all... I've been known for... saying odd stuff."
Drake shook his head as he sat down across the oak table, "No. You didn't do anything you should regret."
"Good," JJ sighed as he rubbed his temples.
"Was that the first time you got shit faced," Drake asked curiously.
"Ye-... maybe... oh who cares? Like I'd tell you," he spat out as he took another swig of juice.
Drake huffed and crossed his arms, "Yeah, yeah. Musn't tell Drakey."
JJ choked and sprayed tomato juice everywhere. Coughing furiously he hit is own chest in an effort to keep breathing. Drake however, was covered in red spots looking totally bewildered.
"What?! What did you say?" JJ gasped.
"Musn't. tell. Drakey." he repeated slowly giving each word emphasis.
Although JJ was covered in red liquid, his cheeks colored even darker and he lowered his head to the table again. "Uh, let me explain... I'm sorry... I just didn't have control of-"
Grabbing a napkin to wipe off the worst of JJ's onslaught, Drake cut in, "Don't apologize when you don't have to. Saying sorry implies that you actually did something wrong."
JJ continued to speak into the table, "I can guess what I said. I know you weren't ready to think about that yet."
"Of course I've thought of it," Drake replied indignantly, "What ELSE could I do when you told me you wanted me so badly hmm?"
"Drake? Do you know what you're saying?" questioned JJ suspiciously.
"Uh huh."
"And you know exactly what it would involve?"
"Yup."
"And that it would hurt."
"Yeah."
"And you might bleed or tear?"
Drake winced before shaking his head, "I guessed that. But... I mean... I mean if it was REALLY that bad then no one would do it right?"
JJ reached across the table to take Drake's hands in his own, "I'd promise to be as gentle as I can."
"I know."
"And that you would like it too."
"I still can't fathom the details but I... want to do this... for you."
"Not today though. I can't concentrate over my head pounding."
"I can imagine so," Drake said fondly.
"Would you mind if I asked you a question Drake? Since you seem to be okay with the whole homosexual intercourse thing."
Drake tried to keep his voice steady and clear of jitters, "Wha... what is it?"
"Well..."
oOoOoOoOoOo
"Ask Janet for the proper forms at the front desk... WAIT! YOU'RE DOING WHAT?!"
Ryo and Dee grinned at each other from their desks. A few moments before, it had been a relatively quiet day at the 27th Precinct, meaning a little less running around after the bad guys and a hell of a lot more paperwork. Both hard-working officers had been typing away before they heard the uproar down the hall.
"I think Drake told Rose what's going on," Ryo remarked.
"It appears so doesn't it?" Dee observed.
In a few minutes the door swung open to let in two hysterical men clutching their sides.
"Oh man! Did you see his face?! That was so perfect!" JJ cackled as he held himself in a standing position by bracing himself on Ryo's desk.
"Priceless, utterly priceless," Drake sniffed as he brushed a tear from his eye.
"We should have moved in together sooner," JJ joked as he patted Drake's arm.
"That or we should have got pictures to laugh at later."
A silence fell over all four of them as they couldn't stop beaming at each other. Any victory, even a small one over a fellow peer, was communal. Drake linked his arm with JJ's as he glanced up at the clock on the wall. Eleven thirty... that meant...
"Hey, JJ? Want to come with me to lunch? My treat."
JJ had never felt so elated in his entire life. He knew that Drake was offering just to give him a chance to celebrate the fact that they were two lovesick men, but right now he couldn't have needed it more.
"Yeah, sure. I'd love to."
And with that, he too stood up and walked out, shutting the door behind him.
A/N: SOB SOB SOB! It's OVER! It's REALLY OVER! But that doesn't mean you don't have to review.
Tell me what you think about the idea of a sequel and your overall impressions of my work!
Btw... I thought that JJ should be seme just because Drake has no experience at all on the gay sex scene. In time, when Drake... uh... gets into the swing of things, I'm sure he'll be more than happy to be domineering. But until then, he'll just have to try and learn from the best. ;-)