Characters: Ryo, Dee, Drake.
Setting: After the manga.
Summary: Ryo should probably think before he speaks.
Written Using: The dw100 prompt ‘David Bowie Song Titles’, using ‘Nuts’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Double drabble and a half, 250 words.
“Get your hands off my nuts!” Ryo’s voice rang out and the whole squad room fell silent as everyone turned to look at him.
Drake slowly withdrew his hand from the bag of chocolate covered Brazil nuts on Ryo’s desk.
“Sorry, Ryo, they just looked so tempting. I was only gonna take one.”
Ryo huffed annoyance, staring into the half empty bag. It had been almost full when he’d gone down to the file room to check the details of an old case that bore similarities to one he and Dee were currently investigating.
“This is a police precinct and we’re all supposed to be cops, so how come you guys keep grabbing my nuts when I’m not looking?”
No one said a word, but sitting at his own desk across from Ryo’s, Dee slumped forwards with a strangled wheeze, his shoulders shaking. Ryo was instantly concerned.
“Dee, are you okay? You’re not allergic to my nuts are you?”
If anything, Dee’s shoulders shook harder.
“Will you please shut up about your nuts?” he gasped, sitting up and wiping tears of laughter from his eyes. “You’re givin’ me ideas!”
Ryo frowned, confused, until understanding suddenly dawned. His eyes widened and his face went red.
“That’s not what I was talking about, and you know it!” he spluttered. “Bikky’s right, you’re a pervert!”
“What d’ya expect when you’re standin’ there yellin’ about people grabbin’ your nuts?”
Ryo sat down quickly, face reddening further. He was never bringing nuts to work again!