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Characters: Rude and Reno
Progress: Complete
Summary: The dynamic duo plan to paint the town red.
Location: Treno
Date: January, 1804
Warnings: Drinking, language, violence... cat.


Now that the five of them were finally together in Treno, Reno was more than ready to start exploring the city properly. It was always dark, sure, but Midgar wasn't exactly the brightest beacon. It was almost like Edge in Treno, at times, and Reno was content in this place. It was the nearest thing to their old Midgar as they could get in Gaia.

So, of course, what was a better way to explore the city properly than to go drinking with your best pal? Regardless of any so-called progress, Reno still thought Rude was the only person who could really keep up with his drinking. Tseng could hold his own and Elena was good enough but Rude was always the one drinking into the early hours with him. Reno accounted it to how big the guy was but he wouldn't comment on that. Same as Rude didn't comment on him being kind of little.

Heading to the room he was sharing with Rude (it was cost effective after all), Reno hammered on the door then flung it open and poked his head into the room, grinning at his partner in what would've seemed a malicious way if Rude didn't know him. No, this was rather a devious expression instead. Like when he had a plan that everyone knew would go wrong and he still damn well did it anyway.

"Hey, Rude. Ruuuuuude. Hey, buddy~! Come drinking with me, 'kay?"

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Jerking away just as Reno had when the noise came, Rude immediately folded both of his hands into fists in case something jumped out at them. Absentmindedly wondering how many times Reno would smash his head on something, or get injured in any form, when they were 'together', he shook his head.

"Not sure." Pulling a pair of sunglasses out at last, Rude settled them on his face before moving out from their spot. Strange noises could be anything, but it would be best to check it out.

Approaching another pile of rubbish, there was another noise. It wasn't quite as loud as the previous one, but Rude looked over the pile carefully before kicking it. A much more irritated noise came this time, and out from the pile crawled nothing more than an alley cat, blinking up at Rude in a way that basically screamed 'Who do you think you are, hm?'.

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Reno was right there, behind Rude, wanting to know just what it was as well. When the cat appeared, however, Reno completely changed tactics. Instead of instantly wanting to kill whatever disrupted that particularly brilliant moment, he crouched down, reaching out to pet the scruffy, wet animal.

It was mostly a tabby colour but its feet were white (grey considering it was out in the dirty streets) and it had patches of a reddish brown all over. "Hey, litle guy... you shouldn't sneak up on people like that." The cat, quite obviously enjoying the petting, hopped up onto Reno's bent knees and let out a sound that told Rude to back the Hell off.

Scooping the cat up, Reno cuddled it against him. "Aw, Rude, it doesn't have a collar and it's so thin... can we keep it?" Blinking up at his partner, it was quite obvious Reno was a child at heart, considering how sparkly and bright his blue eyes had just become.

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Glaring down at the cat (not that Reno would be able to tell, thanks to his sunglasses, though Rude had the sneaking suspicion that the cat knew), Rude blinked for a moment. Keep it?

Keeping a snide comment about how Rude already had something thin and without a collar following him around to himself, the bald Turks shifted slightly. It was raining and, now that he didn't have Reno smashed up against the wall, Rude really just sort of wanted to head back to the inn and take a shower. But this would have to be dealt with first, and he didn't want Reno to whine about the cat every five minutes.

Besides, it was sort of cute, though likely ultimately Out To Get Him, and Reno liked cats. Rude didn't have a problem with them, but (with the exception of his Touch Me stalker and chocobos) did not have the same touch with animals that Reno did. "...You'll have to talk to Tseng about that."

In other words, he wasn't going to stop the redhead from picking it up and taking it back to the room with him.

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A grin crossed Reno's face and he unzipped his jacket, tucking the cat inside and zipping it up until it the cat's head was the only thing visible. To say he was in a good mood was an understatement. He and Rude were on good terms (absolutely great terms actually), he'd had a lot of fun in the fight and he now had a cat. And Reno really did like cats. Dogs were nice enough, but they required a lot more care. Cats would ultimately do whatever they wanted.

"Tseng won't need to worry! Besides, I'm an adult, he ain't my Ma." Chuckling, he kept one arm around the cat, his other hand reaching to cup Rude's cheek. "You're the best," he murmured, his smile still in place as he gave his partner another kiss, walking down the alley a moment later, shaking his head a little to shake some of the water from his hair.

It was still raining and, despite the set of claws pressed into his stomach, Reno couldn't hide the smile he had. In fact, he was pretty damn happy right then.