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Wrong and Crazy by Capella (NC-17)
Fandom: due South
Pairing: Kowalski/Vecchio
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Author Website: Capella's Fiction
Why this story must be read:
Wrong was written for me as part of theout_of_con_txt fic/icon exchange, and is seriously one of the best things I have ever read. This story and its continuation Crazy exactly encapsulate what I love about Ray/Ray - skating on the edge of disaster, snarky, and just so painfully, beautifully flawed. (And really hot. But that is just icing on the cake) They are assigned to investigate the murders of local drag queens, and Ray K must pose as drag queen for the case. It is wacky, funny, and painful. It is an interesting case, reads exactly like one of the episoes, and it just hits so many emotional buttons from the high highs to the low lows. Seriously, just go and read it now! (Because Ray K in drag - not to be missed! And Vecchio agrees with me ...)
Wrong and Crazy
Pairing: Kowalski/Vecchio
Author on LJ:
capella_ficAuthor Website: Capella's Fiction
Why this story must be read:
Wrong was written for me as part of the
out_of_con_txt fic/icon exchange, and is seriously one of the best things I have ever read. This story and its continuation Crazy exactly encapsulate what I love about Ray/Ray - skating on the edge of disaster, snarky, and just so painfully, beautifully flawed. (And really hot. But that is just icing on the cake) They are assigned to investigate the murders of local drag queens, and Ray K must pose as drag queen for the case. It is wacky, funny, and painful. It is an interesting case, reads exactly like one of the episoes, and it just hits so many emotional buttons from the high highs to the low lows. Seriously, just go and read it now! (Because Ray K in drag - not to be missed! And Vecchio agrees with me ...)From Wrong:
“Benny was more convincing as a woman. Good looking, too, if kind of sensible. But you? Huh.” Vecchio exhales, an odd sort of sound.
Ray’s still staring at the stereo, not sure if it’s anger or fear or something else that he’s feeling. “You trying to tell me you’re hot for Rachel?” he manages.
Vecchio laughs. “Rachel? No. You’d have to convince me she’s real, first, and there’s not much danger of that. Nobody could mistake you for a woman, Stanley.”
Ray’s pretty sure it’s anger, now. Whatever it is, he’s not about to back off. “So what exactly are you trying to say?”
He hears the chair creak and feet crossing the floor, but it’s still a shock when he turns to find Vecchio standing so close, and smiling, for Christ’s sake, like he has the faintest fucking clue what he’s doing.
“Just that tomorrow, I might not wait till the end of the night to ask you to dance.”
From Crazy:
"You should call him, you know," Vecchio says, just as if they're half way through a conversation, "or write, something more than one line on a postcard."
The coffee turns to acid in Ray's mouth, but weirdly, his first instinct is to laugh.
Dear Fraser, I've started dressing as a woman for professional reasons. She's called Rachel and I don't think you'd approve. She wears too much make-up and her hair's a mess. Oh, and by the way, I slept with Vecchio. I'm not sure I like him all that much, but my dick doesn't seem to care.
Yeah. That would work.
“Benny was more convincing as a woman. Good looking, too, if kind of sensible. But you? Huh.” Vecchio exhales, an odd sort of sound.
Ray’s still staring at the stereo, not sure if it’s anger or fear or something else that he’s feeling. “You trying to tell me you’re hot for Rachel?” he manages.
Vecchio laughs. “Rachel? No. You’d have to convince me she’s real, first, and there’s not much danger of that. Nobody could mistake you for a woman, Stanley.”
Ray’s pretty sure it’s anger, now. Whatever it is, he’s not about to back off. “So what exactly are you trying to say?”
He hears the chair creak and feet crossing the floor, but it’s still a shock when he turns to find Vecchio standing so close, and smiling, for Christ’s sake, like he has the faintest fucking clue what he’s doing.
“Just that tomorrow, I might not wait till the end of the night to ask you to dance.”
From Crazy:
"You should call him, you know," Vecchio says, just as if they're half way through a conversation, "or write, something more than one line on a postcard."
The coffee turns to acid in Ray's mouth, but weirdly, his first instinct is to laugh.
Dear Fraser, I've started dressing as a woman for professional reasons. She's called Rachel and I don't think you'd approve. She wears too much make-up and her hair's a mess. Oh, and by the way, I slept with Vecchio. I'm not sure I like him all that much, but my dick doesn't seem to care.
Yeah. That would work.
Wrong and Crazy