Title: Alley Rats
Characters: Dee, Ryo
Setting: Sometime during the manga.
Summary: Searching crime scenes is unpleasant enough at the best of times…
Written For: The tw100 prompt ‘Rats’
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.
“I hate rats,” Dee muttered, shuddering, as he and Ryo scoured the filthy alley, looking for anything that could be the weapon used to bludgeon their latest victim to death.
It was late evening, the sun had set hours ago, and the illumination from the streetlights didn’t reach this far into the darkness between the rundown buildings. As the two detectives swung their flashlights from side to side, peering into shadowy corners, inside and behind garbage cans, and under boxes and crates, they caught brief glimpses of furry, scurrying bodies and long, bare tails; all the time they could hear scratching, the sound of scampering paws, and quiet chitters and squeaks.
“They’re an unavoidable fact of life, especially in places like this,” Ryo replied, voice low and calm.
“Doesn’t mean I have to like them. Besides, they’re contaminating the crime scene.”
Ryo straightened up, rubbing his back, and laughed, shining his flashlight across the litter-strewn ground. “Take a look around you; how can a few rats make this alley any more contaminated than it already is? There’s so much garbage here it looks like the overflow from the city dump.
Dee had to admit that Ryo had a point. “Must be one of the filthiest alleys in New York.” He wrinkled his nose in disgust. “And it smells even worse than it looks.”
“I noticed,” Ryo agreed wryly. “Come on, we should keep looking for the murder weapon.”
“I guess. But with our luck, the rats probably already ate it.”