FAKE Ficlet: Mall Encounter
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Title: Mall Encounter
Fandom: FAKE
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
badly_knitted
Characters: Ryo, Dee, OFC.
Rating: PG
Setting: After Vol. 7.
Summary: Ryo catches Dee doing some unusual shopping.
Word Count: 806
Written For: Challenge 351: Amnesty at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fan_flashworks, using Challenge 269: Yarn.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
Dee and Ryo had the day off, but although they would normally have made plans to do something together, Dee had claimed he was going to be busy all day helping Mother, so Ryo had opted to catch up on chores. Having gotten those finished early, he decided this would be the perfect opportunity to do a bit of shopping at stores he didn’t usually have the time to visit, so he headed for the mall. It made a pleasant change to feel like he didn’t have to rush, and he picked up a few things Bikky needed for school, visited the shoe store to get a new pair for work, and then browsed at leisure in some of the smaller men’s wear stores.
Coming out of one shop with a couple of new shirts he didn’t really need, he was a little surprised to spot his lover striding purposely through the indoor arcade. On the other hand, maybe it shouldn’t have been such a surprise. Dee hadn’t said exactly what he was helping Mother out with, so she probably had him running errands, and since Ryo wasn’t in any hurry to get home, he decided to see if his lover could use another pair of hands. Maybe there’d even be time for them to have a coffee together before Dee headed back to the orphanage.
His partner was quite a distance ahead, and while dodging the crowds of shoppers Ryo lost sight of him. Thinking he’d lost Dee completely, he was about to turn back when he spotted the distinctive tall figure from the corner of his eye, slipping into a shop. Smiling, Ryo followed; Dee was going to be so surprised to see him! But when he reached the shop he’d thought his partner had entered, he paused just outside the door. Surely Dee wouldn’t have gone in there!
The sign above the shopfront read ‘Knitter’s Haven’, and stacks of brightly colored skeins and balls of yarn were arrayed in the window. Ryo frowned; maybe he was mistaken, and Dee had actually gone into the hardware shop next door. But no, there he was at the counter, tall, broad-shouldered, black-haired… Even viewed from behind Ryo would have recognised him anywhere. He crept quietly into the shop, driven by curiosity, and approached the counter himself, getting close enough to hear Dee asking about yarn.
“It needs to be hardwearin’ and machine washable. Budget-priced would be good too.”
“How about this one?” The woman behind the counter indicated a display cabinet stuffed with balls of yarn in every color of the rainbow, and then some. “Hundred-gram balls, one hundred percent acrylic, colorfast, and comes in twenty-five shades. It’s not the cheapest we stock, but it’s on the lower end of the scale and if you want something that will withstand wear and tear, it’s the best quality there is for the price.” She told him how much it was per ball.
“Sounds reasonable.” Dee squeezed one of the balls, evaluating the texture. “Yeah, I think this should do just fine. D’you sell it in packs? Great, I’ll take ten balls of this blue, and ten of the bright red.”
Moving up alongside Dee, Ryo commented, “I didn’t know you could knit.”
“Argh!” Dee yelped, almost jumping out of his skin. Then he saw who it was. “Dammit, Ryo, don’t go sneakin’ up on me like that!”
“Sorry. I just figured you were running errands, and since I already got everything I came for, and a few extras, I thought I’d see if you needed a hand. Didn’t expect you to come in here though.”
“Thought you were stayin’ home today, catchin’ up on chores.”
“Did that this morning, then figured I’d get a head start on the back-to-school shopping, among other things. Sometimes it’s easier if Bikky isn’t with me.”
“Oh. Well, for your information, yeah, I can knit a bit; Mother taught me the basics when I was a kid, but the yarn’s not for me, it’s for her. She likes makin’ warm winter sweaters for the kids, but yarn’s expensive so she usually has to make do with the oddments people donate. Thought I’d get her somethin’ nicer as a birthday surprise. She’s never happier than when she’s knittin’.”
Ryo smiled. “Well in that case, pick out a couple more colors and I’ll get her some too. Maybe I’ll even ask her to teach me to knit; it’s supposed to be very relaxing.”
Dee grinned. “I can see it now; we’re on a stakeout and you’re sittin’ there busily knittin’ a scarf.”
“Now there’s an idea, it would certainly pass the time, and who knows, maybe it’ll catch on! The twenty-seventh precinct could have its own knitting circle.”
Laughing, Dee shook his head. “Somehow I can’t see it takin’ the place of game night.”
The End
Fandom: FAKE
Author:
badly_knittedCharacters: Ryo, Dee, OFC.
Rating: PG
Setting: After Vol. 7.
Summary: Ryo catches Dee doing some unusual shopping.
Word Count: 806
Written For: Challenge 351: Amnesty at
fan_flashworks, using Challenge 269: Yarn.Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
Dee and Ryo had the day off, but although they would normally have made plans to do something together, Dee had claimed he was going to be busy all day helping Mother, so Ryo had opted to catch up on chores. Having gotten those finished early, he decided this would be the perfect opportunity to do a bit of shopping at stores he didn’t usually have the time to visit, so he headed for the mall. It made a pleasant change to feel like he didn’t have to rush, and he picked up a few things Bikky needed for school, visited the shoe store to get a new pair for work, and then browsed at leisure in some of the smaller men’s wear stores.
Coming out of one shop with a couple of new shirts he didn’t really need, he was a little surprised to spot his lover striding purposely through the indoor arcade. On the other hand, maybe it shouldn’t have been such a surprise. Dee hadn’t said exactly what he was helping Mother out with, so she probably had him running errands, and since Ryo wasn’t in any hurry to get home, he decided to see if his lover could use another pair of hands. Maybe there’d even be time for them to have a coffee together before Dee headed back to the orphanage.
His partner was quite a distance ahead, and while dodging the crowds of shoppers Ryo lost sight of him. Thinking he’d lost Dee completely, he was about to turn back when he spotted the distinctive tall figure from the corner of his eye, slipping into a shop. Smiling, Ryo followed; Dee was going to be so surprised to see him! But when he reached the shop he’d thought his partner had entered, he paused just outside the door. Surely Dee wouldn’t have gone in there!
The sign above the shopfront read ‘Knitter’s Haven’, and stacks of brightly colored skeins and balls of yarn were arrayed in the window. Ryo frowned; maybe he was mistaken, and Dee had actually gone into the hardware shop next door. But no, there he was at the counter, tall, broad-shouldered, black-haired… Even viewed from behind Ryo would have recognised him anywhere. He crept quietly into the shop, driven by curiosity, and approached the counter himself, getting close enough to hear Dee asking about yarn.
“It needs to be hardwearin’ and machine washable. Budget-priced would be good too.”
“How about this one?” The woman behind the counter indicated a display cabinet stuffed with balls of yarn in every color of the rainbow, and then some. “Hundred-gram balls, one hundred percent acrylic, colorfast, and comes in twenty-five shades. It’s not the cheapest we stock, but it’s on the lower end of the scale and if you want something that will withstand wear and tear, it’s the best quality there is for the price.” She told him how much it was per ball.
“Sounds reasonable.” Dee squeezed one of the balls, evaluating the texture. “Yeah, I think this should do just fine. D’you sell it in packs? Great, I’ll take ten balls of this blue, and ten of the bright red.”
Moving up alongside Dee, Ryo commented, “I didn’t know you could knit.”
“Argh!” Dee yelped, almost jumping out of his skin. Then he saw who it was. “Dammit, Ryo, don’t go sneakin’ up on me like that!”
“Sorry. I just figured you were running errands, and since I already got everything I came for, and a few extras, I thought I’d see if you needed a hand. Didn’t expect you to come in here though.”
“Thought you were stayin’ home today, catchin’ up on chores.”
“Did that this morning, then figured I’d get a head start on the back-to-school shopping, among other things. Sometimes it’s easier if Bikky isn’t with me.”
“Oh. Well, for your information, yeah, I can knit a bit; Mother taught me the basics when I was a kid, but the yarn’s not for me, it’s for her. She likes makin’ warm winter sweaters for the kids, but yarn’s expensive so she usually has to make do with the oddments people donate. Thought I’d get her somethin’ nicer as a birthday surprise. She’s never happier than when she’s knittin’.”
Ryo smiled. “Well in that case, pick out a couple more colors and I’ll get her some too. Maybe I’ll even ask her to teach me to knit; it’s supposed to be very relaxing.”
Dee grinned. “I can see it now; we’re on a stakeout and you’re sittin’ there busily knittin’ a scarf.”
“Now there’s an idea, it would certainly pass the time, and who knows, maybe it’ll catch on! The twenty-seventh precinct could have its own knitting circle.”
Laughing, Dee shook his head. “Somehow I can’t see it takin’ the place of game night.”
The End
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