AD part five

[blue_soaring]

nekojita begged for postins. Last bit up later today. :3

Armageddon Days (5/6, illustrated)
FF7. Reno/Rufus, Reno/Rude. NC-17 overall. 5k words this chapter. Illustrated. Co-produced by blue_soaring and ponderosa121.
With President Shinra starting to clean house, Rufus seems like a lost cause, but Reno's got orders to follow.




Armageddon Days - cont'd



Reno catches Rufus eyeballing the place, trying to get a feel for it as they pass through the maintenance tunnels to the freight elevator in the back. The kid was quiet on the ride over, chewing on the corner of his lip like he is now. Thinking hard.

Reno lets him go right to it, flashing back on the memory of that lip caught between his teeth too often for his comfort. He's got spare energy, always does after a job, and this time he's got no Rude to help him burn it up.

"You live here?" Rufus says to break the silence.

"I pay the rent," Reno says. And keeps his stuff there. Most of the time, though, he crashes at Rude's.

Fuck, he's missing his partner right now.

The kid goes quiet again. Reno taps his fingers on the wall, impatiently watching the numbers count off. Why the fuck did he have to go and pick an apartment on the fifteenth floor?

He sees Rufus move out of the corner of his eye, feels the kid press up against his side in one long, willing line a second later. The blood on Reno's clothes is tacky, stinks like the labs.

Rufus hesitates when he touches it, but it doesn't make him back off. He just finds a bare patch of skin at Reno's throat and asks, "Do I get to sleep with you?"

Reno settles an arm around Rufus's waist and closes his eyes. There's no way he's got the patience for this game now. He wants to fuck. He wants it rough, and hard, and he wants it now. But when he does the kid, it's not supposed to be like that. It might frighten him off. Could scare him more and fuck up the whole deal.

Rufus doesn't know that, can't read Reno's mind like Rude can, so he spreads his legs to get his dick rubbing up against Reno's thigh, and gets a hand on Reno's cock while he's at it.

"You want to get your dick in me," Rufus says. His slender fingers work over Reno's cock, gaining more confidence when all Reno can do is groan. "I've been fucking dying to get a real taste of it." He nips at the hinge of Reno's jaw, moaning encouragement Reno doesn't need as Reno's hand slides down to cup his ass.

"Baby," Reno says, another moan echoing in the empty space as Rufus goes up on his toes, legs spreading wider. The kid's pushing for it now like he wasn't before. Reno's primed, he knows it, and he's done biding his time. "I'm not fucking you in the damn elevator."



"Why not? Up against the wall," Rufus says. His fingers trail down over Reno's chest, his breath skipping as he finds a thicker patch of blood, still wet. "Fuck, come on. I'll be the best lay you'll ever fucking have. Just bend me over and give it to me."

Reno's control snaps like Cirko's little finger. "You want it like that?" he says, whipping Rufus around to hit the wall. Just like the kid asked for.

Rufus gets his breath back fast. "Yes," he breathes. "I want-"

"A fuck is what you want." Reno kicks the kid's legs apart, shoving a knee between them. When Rufus starts to repeat himself, Reno gives him a quick, vicious shake. "You better watch what you ask for, 'cause I'll give it to you." Reno's teeth none too gently scrape the delicate shell of Rufus's ear. "I'll do it just like you said, Rufus. I'll rip your fucking pants down and fuck you dry."

Now he's scaring the kid. Rufus is quivering from more than the hot touch of Reno's breath on the back of his neck, but the twisted little fuck is still hard for it even when he's scared shitless. Eager for anything he can get, already addicted to something he's never really had.

The kid's right where Tseng wants him, and Reno still thinks the whole plan'll come crashing down around their ears if Rufus ever gets his own way.

And then Rufus lets out the sweetest moan Reno's ever fucking heard. With that gorgeous ass grinding against him, Reno's sure he's going to say fuck it and fuck the kid right there. It'd be good. Fucking better than good, it's what he needs.

The happy chime of the elevator stopping at his floor barely makes it through the pounding in Reno's skull.

"Fuck." Before he can lose it completely, he drags Rufus out of the elevator. The maintenance room is cluttered with boxes and debris, old rusted pipes and just plain crap. Not one bit of it's been used in years.

Since about the time Reno moved in, and ShinRa changed a few house rules to fit him.

Grip tight on Rufus's wrist, Reno can feel the kid's bones and his machine-gun pulse. Through the doorway to the fire stairwell, up one flight. Rufus stumbles halfway, and Reno hauls him right back up again, trying to tell himself he doesn't give a shit about the shocked look on the kid's face. The one that says the kid's hurt, physically, but that's nothing compared to the sting of rejection gnawing at Rufus's gut.

Reno swipes his keycard and hustles Rufus inside. The apartment's dark, cool. A little slice of calm outside all the chaos Reno swims in. Coming back here's supposed to knock him down a few notches. Somewhere to kick back, drink beer, deal.

But there's Rufus standing in middle of the fucking hallway, cursing him out for pumping up the lights on blast. The kid's face is flushed, a couple red smears on his throat from Reno's bloodied hands. He's shaking - spent the whole damn night shaking - and running on a full head of steam.

"Shut up, kid. For fuck's sake, shut up!" Reno fingers dig brutally hard into Rufus's arms. His knuckles fucking ache he's holding on so tight.



And just like that, he's hit with this sick twist in his stomach at the thought of honestly hurting the kid. He sucks in a couple deep breaths but it doesn't help. It doesn't do shit to drown out Rufus's voice.

"You want me that bad?" Rufus says, nothing but a kid playing with matches looking for something bigger to burn. "Afraid you're going to like it that much?"

Reno's grip tightens, a warning he can't get out through the tight clench of his throat, and all Rufus does is let out this little hissing breath like it feels good.

Then he's talking again, getting Reno's blood boiling hotter. "Want me on my knees for it? Want to just shove me face down?" He bites at Reno's throat, a noise echoing quietly between them, and Reno figures he tasted blood. Cirko's blood. "I'll get my legs wide for you," he says, a tiny tremor in his voice. Reno's hands go to his hips, start pushing him towards the bedroom, and Rufus flashes one of those slow, fuck-me smiles. "Push my dick back so you can get a good look at everything. Everything I've got."

Rufus stumbles again, tripping over the two steps leading into the bedroom, and this time, Reno catches him. Not just catches him, but jerks him closer, groaning for it when the kid starts grinding cock-to-cock like before.

Reno goes for Rufus's mouth, hungry for the taste of Rufus on his tongue, eager to see the kid's lips bruised and swollen from his teeth. Rufus lets him get close, goes so far as to lick at his mouth, but moves just enough to keep Reno from getting what he wants.

"You'd get off on roughing me up a little." Rufus breathes the words into Reno's mouth with a low moan. "What're you waiting for? I said I want it, want you to shove me around. Mess me up. Fuck me up."

Reno's going to do it, can feel it churning dark in the pit of his stomach. Knew he'd do it before he even got the kid home. All that eagerness to please rolled up in one tight little package, Reno'd have to be more than dickless not to want it. Deaf, blind, stupid, he'd probably still want it.



Reno gets a hand in Rufus's hair, short strands of it silky soft, only a little damp, between his fingers. He jerks the kid back, sizes him up. Rufus looks so fucking good. Would look better spread out under Reno, that pretty dick dripping wet and his ass slicked up, body clutching at Reno's fingers begging for Reno's cock instead.

Before Reno can take that sweet mouth again, before he does something really stupid, he shoves Rufus away. The kid stumbles back a couple steps, and Reno gets a good look at the shock and dismay and pure disbelief stark on Rufus's face right before he slams the door shut.

Gulping air, Reno sags against the wood. He squeezes his dick, trying to take the edge off and only making it worse. Screaming, Rufus curses him out and beats on the door. Reno bares his teeth in a grin and doesn't even try to wipe if off his face. It's déjà vu, except this time Reno's balls are aching as he digs out his phone.

It takes two tries to hit the right speed dial. By the time Reno fumbles open his fly, gets a hand on his dick, Rude's voice is purring in his ear.

"Fuck, Rude. I screwed up, man." Reno drops his head back on a moan, fucking his fist as slow as he can manage. "You gotta come over."

"What the hell did you do? The boss said-"

"I took the kid. On the job," Reno says, losing breath on another bubble of sound. He lets go of his cock long enough to spit in his palm, and for a minute, he can't get enough air back in his lungs to talk. "Offed Cirko. Rude, baby, if you don't get your gorgeous black dick over here and shove it up my ass, I'm gonna mess up the kid."



There's silence for a beat, then, "You're serious."

"Locked him in the bathroom again." Reno grins, touches his tongue to his teeth. "I'll take care of him after, partner, promise."

"Quit jerking off, Reno." Over the line, Reno can hear the sound of keys and a car door slamming. The relief is almost enough to make him listen. "I mean it. If I'm coming over there, you'd better have something left."

"Where're you? How long you gonna take?"

"A couple minutes. On 5th, buying my damn groceries. Lucky for you, I bought beer." Behind Reno, Rufus lets loose with another string of curses foul enough to make a hooker blush. Rude whistles appreciatively. "What'd you do to the kid?"

Reno shoves away from the door, phone tucked against his ear. "Might've messed around with him some," he says, taking the time to toe off his shoes and nothing else before dropping onto the bed. "He's good, fuck, he's good. Built to fuck, partner. Hardwired for it."

"Didn't I tell you to get your fucking hand off your dick?"

Reno grins. "Yeah, but since when did I listen?" Still, he quits jerking off this time. Too wound up to just sit there, he gets up, paces out to the living room. "Shit, you here yet?"

"Why, planning on meeting me at the door?"

"Could," Reno says. "Could say hello with a smile and a hard on."

"Still dressed?"

"For about another five seconds. I heard that. You're fucking outside, aren't you, you bald fucker."

Reno can feel Rude's grin. "That's no way to sweet talk me."

"Fuck you," Reno says, ignoring how much it sounds like Rufus, or how his slacks are just barely clinging to his hips as he heads for the hallway. "Fuck you, fuck your groceries," Reno sings into the phone, snapping it shut and tossing it aside to rip open the door. Rude's standing there with a couple grocery bags, and he can't wipe the eager grin off his face. "So why don't you get your dick out and fuck me, yeah?"

"Do I get to take my shoes off first?" Rude asks. Even with the shades in the way, Reno knows where he's looking. So Reno backs up a couple steps, locks the door as Rude drops the bags, and then finally, fucking finally, Rude's got one of those wide hands on his ass.

"C'mon, c'mon," Reno says, going for a kiss and struggling out of his blood-crusted jacket at the same time. "On the bed. Do me on the bed, good and hard, partner."

Rude follows, dropping clothes on his way. "The kid do this to you?"

On cue, Rufus starts up again, more screaming, more pounding on the door. Reno doesn't doubt the kid can hear them, every last word, knows exactly what they're up to. Hot on the heels of a sort of vicious satisfaction, Reno wonders what it'd be like to let Rufus in on the fun.

Not really listening to Rude, Reno strips off his slacks instead of answering. Rude catches him around the waist when he crawls onto the bed, drags him back so his ass is snug against the thickening heat of Rude's cock. Fine cotton rubs Reno's bare ass, his thighs, making him moan low in his throat and his skin go tight and tingling.

"Shit, Reno, he did, didn't he?"

"Did what, fuck, Rude. Get your goddamn dick in me already."

Rude's weight settles along Reno's back, bearing down until he drops to his elbows. Teeth graze his neck once before digging in. Quick and rough, Rude bites him again, slamming Reno's system with rapid-fire jolts of pain as Rude's hand wraps warm, firm, around his dick.

"Made you this crazy for it," Rude says, his voice rumbling against Reno's back.

From the bathroom, Reno hears his name. Rude caught it, too. There's still anger in Rufus's voice, just more desperate. He's probably got a hand on his dick, jerking off listening to them. Reno can picture it, practically fucking feel the kid staring at him through the door, those blue eyes gone dark, heavy.

With a ragged shout, Reno bucks Rude's weight off. It's too easy, so it just pisses Reno off more. "Son of a bitch, Rude," Reno says, rolling over to grab at the back of Rude's head. He hauls Rude down for a biting kiss, nearly blowing his damn load when Rude's hand slides up between his legs. Thick fingers, fucking perfect fingers strong enough to crush bone, push dry at his hole and make him lose every scrap of air in his lungs on a grateful moan.

"Not fucking you dry," Rude says. "I like you wet, partner. Slick."

"Fuck, don't make me wait. Can't fucking do it."

Rude gives him just a taste of pressure, hot friction as one fingertip pushes against tight muscle. Then it's Rude's turn to moan, his eyes darting up to Reno's face. He wets his lips, says, "Been a long time since you've been this tight."

"C'mon, baby, go a little deeper." Reno scoots down, his knees falling wider as Rude's other hand settles on his thigh. "Let me really feel it before you slick me up."

Rude drags in a breath. His dick's heavy, hot against Reno's thigh, searing straight through skin and muscle to bone. Precome smears Reno's skin when he moves.

Reno bitches and moans when Rude just rubs at his hole, makes his hips jerk and muscle twitch in anticipation. It's been so fucking long since he followed through. With Rufus it's all a tease, one continuous build-up and then, nothing. Enough to drive a guy fucking nuts.

"Rude, fuck, Rude, baby, c'mon- fuck." Rude presses in and Reno's thighs tremble. It's better than good, it's fucking fantastic, all that slow pressure and then more as Rude curves his finger, pushes at the inside of Reno's body to make sure both of them feel it.

In between one breath and the next, Reno hears Rufus go silent.

"Just like that, yeah," Reno says, his hand tangling in the rumpled sheets when pressure turns to friction. Rude pulls out nice and slow, heat building up, scorching along Reno's nerves. More pressure then, hurting in all the right ways, more friction, and before he knows it, Reno's fucking Rude's finger asking for another.

He's got this picture in his head: Rufus with his dick in his hand listening to them fuck, the kid's face flushed and sweet mouth wide open. Imagining what Rufus would see, Rude fucking him like this, he figures the kid would probably hate that Rude pounding him is getting them all off.

Rude pulls away, going for the nightstand and the lube tossed in the drawer. Reno runs a hand down the long stretch of his chest, dipping down to find the tight, short curls at the base of Rude's dick before getting a handful of his balls. Rude lets out one of those sexy little grunts of his Reno doesn't need to hear to know he likes it.

Since Reno likes hearing it anyway, he tugs again, and his grin's full of sass when Rude grabs his hair.

"Taking too long," Reno says. "Called you over for a quick bang, y'know. My balls are fucking killing me."

Rude mouths at the hinge of his jaw, just enough teeth to make it good and enough tongue to make it better. He doesn't say it, but Reno knows he's trying to bring him down. Dull that edge that's carving Reno up.

Rude figures it's probably safer, if the kid's going to be staying the night. And Rude's probably right. It's just Reno's not in the mood to wait.

Reno sucks in a breath, looses it again as Rude takes his mouth, kisses him rough and hard and leaves his cheek stinging from the scrape of stubble. Fingers are back at his hole, slick and warm. Reno arches into it, feeding Rude moan after moan hoping Rude'll quit teasing and give it to him.

Something clatters to the floor in the bathroom. Rude drives two fingers in him to the knuckle, and Reno's toes fucking curl.

"Not going to take much to get you off, is it, partner?" Rude's goatee scrapes Reno's ear, a spine-melting thrill curling down his spine to settle in his stomach from the sound of Rude's voice. "Should thank the kid for getting you primed for me."

Reno says something about flowers, tells him to hurry up, tells him fucking harder when Rude's hand is already slamming up against his ass. He lets every noise building up in his throat spill free with a kind of edgy relish as Rude's breaths go short and choppy.

And when he reaches down, grabs hold of Rude's cock, Rude jerks his hand away and shoves his knee almost flat to his fucking chest. His own groans echoing loud in his ears, Reno barely hears himself asking for it. He gets one arm around Rude's neck, clamps the other tight across Rude's back. Thick muscles shift under all that dark, shining skin.

"Finally gonna fuck me?" Reno licks at his lips, tastes salt. He sees Rude's mouth curve at one corner before his vision goes blurry for a second when the slick head of Rude's cock presses at his hole. It stretches him open, eases in just until it burns. Reno squirms, hating it, loving it, wanting the full, heavy weight of Rude inside him as much as the sharp-clawed pressure forcing his hole wide. Breath hissing between his teeth, Reno says, "Fuck, what're you doing? Give it to me already, would ya?"

Rude waits, maybe for Reno to catch his breath, maybe just to make him crazy. He waits until Reno's sure he's fucking around, planning on pulling back out and leaving Reno there with his hole aching and balls ready to burst.

And then it's one long, sweet push, the air in Reno's lungs gone thick as warm honey. His nails dig into Rude's shoulder, his head falls back, his mouth open on a ragged groan. It aches, fuck, it's all throbbing, pounding ache, stretched wide and filled up so slow. It's like it's never going to fucking stop, just keep on getting better and worse and better again. Rude shifts, thrusts in hard that last little bit to have his balls slapping up against Reno's ass. The knot in Reno's throat loosens, dissolves, and he swallows the groan stuck there down with the butterfly anticipation messing him up.

Reno's got no time to think, no time to fucking breathe before Rude starts fucking him, slamming him with these long, hard thrusts that echo straight to his bones. He tries to meet Rude halfway, match the rhythm, and can't do it. All he can do to hold on and take it, try to breathe.

When it hits him, it fucking nails him to the sheets. He gets a flash of Rude's face - hungry, starving for it like him - before there's nothing but riding out the tight burst of pleasure, the electric sizzle dancing through his system. He hears himself moaning, nothing but wordless noise, sucking in breath after breath to lose it all over again. His come spills between them to mix with their sweat, more wet, suffocating heat.

Rude grabs the back of his thighs, bends him in fucking half while he's still dizzy with it. Fucks him harder, holds him tighter, the ache where Rude's fingers are digging in probably already turning to bruises. Reno couldn't care less. He's high on the smell of sex, the sound of Rude's voice. He's waiting for Rude to lose it, forcing his body to clamp down tight on Rude's thick cock, and he can fucking feel Rude's dick jerk inside him. He echoes Rude's groan, arching up into it, dragging his nails down to grab Rude's ass, get Rude's come shooting as deep inside him as it'll go.

For one long, hazy moment, Reno stays exactly where he is, limbs shaking, his whole body aching in all the right places. Rude's head lifts from the crook of Reno's neck, and Reno turns to kiss him, breath hissing against Rude's lips at the sharp sting of a bite on his throat he didn't know was there.

He winds his tongue into Rude's mouth, slow and easy. The edge is gone, replaced with lazy contentment. Reno lets his hands slide down Rude's arms and stretches, dropping back to the sheets with an explosive sigh.



"Better than blowing shit up," Reno says, worming a hand between them. His come's warm on Rude's stomach, slicking his fingers as he traces the edges of muscles. His skin tingles from it, little curls of excitement still shifting under his flesh. He stretches again, this feeling nested at the base of his spine like a good buzz.

Rude rolls over onto his back and tucks his arms behind his head. "I forgot milk."

Reno grins. "Who needs milk? You got beer," he says, shifting closer to make the tangled sprawl of his legs with Rude's more comfortable.

Rude makes that low, considering noise, like he's thinking about going for one now. Too bad they forgot to stick them in the fridge.

"You know, you got blood in your hair," Rude says.

Absently, Reno scratches at his scalp. "Yeah, messy business, beating a guy to death." Because his stomach's itching, he nabs the corner of a sheet to wipe it off. Companionably, he wipes off Rude's, too. "Think the kid offed himself in there?"

"Listening to you howl, partner, he probably whacked himself to death."

"You'd have to fuck me a lot harder to get a howl out of me, y'know."

Instead of a comeback, Rude slaps his stomach, and quirks a smile when Reno gives him a nice, theatrical moan. "So, what are you doing with the kid?"

Reno scrubs a hand over his face, blows out air. "He's staying here till his old man cools off." He's not looking at Rude, but he can feel the bastard's thousand-word stare. "Yeah, okay. I know what y'mean. But fuck, partner," Reno says. "With the kid."

Reno glances over, see's Rude's cocked eyebrow. Heaving another sigh, Reno pushes himself up and leans close, licking at Rude's collarbone because it's there, and Rude likes it. "Don't mind shaking the kid up. Don't really mind freaking him out, either. But if I'm gonna fuck him, partner, no way I'm gonna do it like that."

Rude's hand settles on Reno's back. "That's what I figured," he says. "Got to watch your back."

The tangled hunk of lead in Reno's stomach eases. "He's not so bad."

"Bit of a whore," Rude says.

"Yeah, but whores ain't so bad, either. Smart."

"Cocky."

"Nothing wrong with that."

"You like the kid," Rude says again.

Reno winces. He's still not sure when the fuck that happened. "Yeah, I like the kid. And now that he's finished jerking off in there, he's probably gonna get sick of listening in and start beating on my damn door again."

"You locked him in there." Rude gives him another kiss, a light brush of lips, and rolls off the bed to his feet.

Sinking back down, Reno admires the view. Rude's ass is as toned as the rest of him, and that shiny glint of metal at the head of his dick has Reno's mouth watering. He'd have to make some time to suck Rude off real soon.

"Where're you going?" Reno asks.

Rude raps on the door with a knuckle before flicking the lock and swinging it wide open. Reno bolts upright at the kid's sharp intake of breath.

Rufus is on his knees, his shirt hanging off at the shoulders. The jacket's wadded up in one hand, his other hand's clutching at his undone slacks. There's a wet smear on his stomach, and another on his thigh. From here, Reno can see a teasing hint of his dick.

Rufus's gaze is glued to Rude's crotch, and Rude lets him get a good, long eyeful before saying, "I need the shower."



Rufus looks stunned for all of ten seconds. He scrambles to his feet, gaze flicking between Rude and Reno. It's more cock than Rufus has seen in weeks, and for once, the kid doesn't know what to do about it.

"Lots of room on the bed," Rude says, and walks by Rufus to fiddle with the shower. The scratches on his back stand out in vicious red relief.

Rufus lets out a breath like a moan and drops the jacket. He hesitates at the doorway, waiting for Reno to give him the go ahead. Even when Rude closes the door behind him, the kid just stands there.

"What's the matter, kid?" Reno leans over to dig a lighter and a pack of cigs out of the nightstand.



"What the hell, Reno," Rufus says. It doesn't come out as an accusation, either, or the start of a tirade. Rufus's voice is barely there.

"You figure I didn't like it up the ass or what?" Reno takes a long drag, smoke purring in his lungs. With that edge gone, he's up for another round. Just the way he'd planned it out that night in the motel. "Just gonna stand there?"

*
TBC

On to Chapter 6.

Comments

[nekojita.livejournal.com]

..... *gah* Oh, thank you thank you!! *huge grin* Even if it makes me late for work, this chapter was *so* worth it! So incredibly hot and... *is left speechless*.

Now to wait several hours for the final post and be all upset there isn't more of this amazing story to read.

[scribblemoose]

Oh fuck. Oh fuck that's good. So very, very good.

It's not just that it's totally filthy, hard and porny and incredibly, amazingly hot. It's that there's a Point. There's parallels, there's Reno's Stuff. There's Rufus's Stuff. There's similarities and differences and subtlties, and at the same time there's all this cock and arse and sex. Proper, dirty, wonderful sex.

Um, I'm a bit incoherent. Suffice to say, I love it. Can't wait for the last bit, even though I'm gonna be so sad when it's all over.

Oh, and the man says thanks, too. *grin*

[morigor255.livejournal.com]

OMG that was soooo hot. Amazingly written! I love the end of the chapter, "You figure I didn't like it up the ass or what?" LOLOLOL!!!!! Oh man. Im going to hell for reading this at school in lab hahaha.

Oh and the shower pic doesnt work >.< broken link.

[ponderosa121.livejournal.com]

Oops. Fixed, thanks! ^_^

>:D Feel free to go deeper into hell as I just posted up the last bit. More smut. XD

[silverkiiri.livejournal.com]

Guh. Nnnngh. ::completely speechless:: I can't think of anything to say that will convey the complete and utter OMGHOTnnggh fo this. So I flail.

[remote45.livejournal.com]

Brain has melted into a puddle on the floor and poster is incoherent.

*clean up on aisle 4, clean up on aisle 4!!*

[cephy.livejournal.com]

*whimpers at the shower pic* I, I, I-- Rude.

[dieinahole.livejournal.com]

NYAH!!!!! I..I..oooooh my god that was better then sex... **TWITCH** Such a good lead up and then. ooh then the smex!! MUCH LOVE...

[s2kitty.livejournal.com]

I think my brain just died... thank god scribblemoose posted links in her LJ....

[mistr3ssquickly.livejournal.com]

*cheers happily* Rude's my favorite character from any video game ... close to being one of my favorite characters from any fictional work, period. And I just adore your take on him, he's spot-on, so far as I can tell.

The last drawing of him, and the sex scene ... well, you can just blame those for my less-than-coherent review.

Lovely stuff!

~MQ

[iggy-lovechild.livejournal.com]

....tease....

*pouts*

It was a good chapter though, I'm just not real into RudexReno. Mind you, I don't dislike the pairing, I'm just neutral to it. So yeah, it was a bit like getting hot and bothered only to have ice water thrown over it. *sighs* Ah well.

The ending line was great, though I don't think that's what Rufus was referring to....XD