Setting: Early in the manga.
Summary: For once, Dee is imagining something other than seducing Ryo.
Written Using: The dw100 prompt ‘Hardboiled Detective Novel’.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: This one’s a drabble and a half, 150 words.
Leaning against the wall at the corner of the street, Dee raised his cigarette to his lips and took a drag, the tip of it glowing red in the darkness. In the absence of nearby lampposts, it was the only evidence of his presence since he was dressed in dark clothes that blended with the shadows, making him almost invisible.
He probably shouldn’t have been smoking, but nothing was happening across the way, and slave to nicotine that he was, he’d needed to assuage the cravings.
He smirked to himself in the darkness, feeling like one of those hardboiled gumshoes from the old pulp detective novels, waiting for the villain to make his move.
Across the street, the door to the bar opened and a figure came out. Dee dropped his smoke, crushing it beneath his heel, and prepared to leave his place of concealment. Time to tail the suspect.