Revy lay on the couch of the Lagoon Company office. She had her baby in hand, her Beretta 92F, modified with 5.9 inch barrels. The other was slung, but this one was pieced apart in front of her as she cleaned it. As she made sure it was well oiled, undamaged and still in prime shape, she fit the springs back into place with the slide. Pulling it back, it locked into place and she released it, loading a round. Flicking on the safety, her pistol of choice was in her sling in the blink of an eye with a satisfying 'thwack.'

Kicking her feet, she sat up on the couch and looked at the clock. It had been two days since the last job when she had been given a handful of American bills, a total of five grand. It was six o'clock. Looking outside, the sun was setting. When the sun goes down, so does the booze. Right? Right.

"Benny, tell Dutch I'm out for today. I'm at the Flag if you guys wanna join."

"Alright Revy, see ya." Benny waved a hand from the behind the fridge door.

She walked towards the door and before she could open it, the door hit her in the face. "Ow- what the fuck- Rock!" She held her eye as she looked at the frozen man.

"Ehe, sorry Revy, I didn't see you there." He rubbed his neck in his apologetic manner. "Were you heading out?"

"Yea, jackass. Why are you heading in? It's fuckin' six! This isn't a time to come to work!"

"Well, you see..." Rock started. "I was at Ms. Balalaika's, she needed me to translate entire documents of Japanese."

"Then why the fuck are you here?" Revy asked angrily, still holding her forehead.

"I'm returning to drop off the extra cash I was-"

"How much?" Revy instantly perked up. "You got paid, how much?" She reached for the envelope that she now noticed peeking from Rock's hand.

He yanked it away from her eager hands. "It was only a few hundred bucks, jeez Revy, do you have to be so grabby?"

"I do when you haven't realized yet that for solo jobs, you get all the pay."

Benny could be heard from the other room. "Damn it!"

"Whats up?" Revy asked.

"Me and Dutch had a bet going on how long Rock would be delivering extra pay into the company." Benny appeared a beer in hand. "I just lost."

"Oh yeah? How much was rolling?" Revy asked.

"I had two hundred on it being no more than two years, giving he finds out himself since we don't have a lot of solo work." Sip. "Dutch had two hundred on it being more than two years if Revy didn't tell you, Rock." Another sip with a sigh. "But, now that Revy told you, I have to pay up."

"Ha, well real joke is on Rock." Revy turned back to him. "You've been dropping off bonus pay for the rest of us for over a year!"

Rock just shrugged. "Doesn't really affect me. I don't spend much other than drinks, cigarettes, rent and laundry." He turned around to leave. "I've got almost as much money as I had in Japan!"

Revy's jaw dropped. "What? How the fuck do you have that much!" She followed him out of the office, closing the door behind her.

"I don't pay for guns, repair, bullets, any of that shit." Rock just smiled. "I live pretty expense free. Especially since there's no taxes here, I never had any papers when I got here, never was asked for them. Police don't care, landlord just want their money, I'm clean as I can be." He climbed in the car. "Get in, your drinks are on me tonight Revy."

Revy's eye's lit up. "Fuck yea! Let's go get drunk as hell tonight baby!" She quickly was in the passenger seat and they were down the road.

Soon enough, they pulled up the the Yellow Flag and walked right in, taking their usual seats at the bar. Bao was immediately there, asking them which drinks they wanted. Revy took her usual, a bottle of Bacardi, which Rock followed with the uncommon request for more of.

"So, Rocky, why the rum for you, huh? You don't usually take rum."

"It's just been a good day." Rock shrugged. "I don't know what happened last night after we came here, but damn it must've been good. Feels like a weight has come off my chest." He sipped from his glass before sitting back, a grin on his lips.

Revy stopped mid-sip. She remembered what happened last night.

"Rock?" Revy whispered after what had must've been her third bottle of Bacardi. It was all blurred. The entire bar was empty. Bao was in the back, cleaning. Benny and Dutch had taken off hours ago, wasted. But, Rock and Revy had chosen to stay, laughing and drinking. It was just the two of them.

" 'eah, Rev?" The reply fell out of the smashed Rock.

"Why haven't you left Roanapur?" She was dead quiet. "You've had more than enough chances. Your old boss offered to take you back, you could've easily paid for that trip time and time again, for fucks sake, you were there during a fuckin' job. Why in the hell have you not left?"

Rock's head rotated on the bar top so he was facing her. "Umm...hmmm. Well, I haven't really given a lot of thought to it. I just know I don't want to keep bowing to assholes. Why do you ask?"

Revy threw back the rest of the glass. "I-I don't really know Rock. Just...It's just that people like you don't belong in a shithole like Roanapur. It's hell Rock, you know that. Guantanamo Bay's inmates ain't got shit on the people here."

Rock squinted at her. "You know, I might have an answer for your question actually Revy." He sat up and faced her, the smell of many drinks flowed from him to her, the potency blended in with the rest of the air in the bar, yet it felt intoxicating to her. "You."

Revy sat back, straight up. "What?" Did she just hear what she think she did? "What the fuck did you just say?" She whispered, stunned.

Rock grinned, stupidly drunk. "You. I'm still here because you're here. You need me. And hell, I need to make sure you stay okay. It'd be the end of me if you went off the deep end, if the full madness of this city actually dragged you down." He straightened his back, crunched his face in thought and then relaxed it. "Yep! That's it." He reached for the whiskey bottle they had been passing back and forth before pouring a drink.

Revy just sat at the bar, looking at Rock as he continued to sip at his now full glass. He had just said that the only reason he stayed in hell-on-earth was because she was here. Said that she needed him. Basically said that he needed her as well. That if she ever went crazy, he'd die. "Rock, I'm long gone off the deep end." She said, voice dead of all emotion.

Rock peered over at her over his glass before he put it back down. "What?" He asked. "|You're calling yourself a lost cause?"

"Absolutely. There is no fuckin' way that I, Revy, Two Hand, has a chance of escaping the piece of shit that the world has made me." She looked at him dead.

Rock sat there and stared at her. One minute. Two minutes. "Really?" He took another drink. "That's not what I say." He started to wobble his head a little. "How much have we drunk?"

Ignoring his question as he stared at the bottle, Revy rotated full to face him. "How am I not a lost cause Rock? How the fuck," she said, voice rising, "am I not a lost, fucking, cause!" She could feel a tear threaten to spring into her eye.

Rock looked at her. "Right now Revy, you are feeling something." He poked his ear. "I can hear it. The warble in your voice as you yelled." He looked at her eyes. "You're holding back tears."

Revy stood her ground.

"But, if you want past proof," Rock took a deep breath. "Then here's an example. You cared for me. Back when Roberta went mad. At the end of all that, you insisted that I," Rock lost his balance with the all the movement his hands made and fell off the stool. From the ground he stood up, very shakily. "You insisted that when we get back to town, that I leave Roanapurrr." His drunken state was getting worse.

Revy's breath hitched. Without knowing herself how much she cared for Rock, she had tried to force him to leave out of concern that he, the man who held onto more humanity than anyone in Roanapur. And now, it crashed on her. She really did care for Rock.

Rock continued. "But that's the most concern you've shown for me. And even though I've fucked myself here and there with getting captured, you always return to get me. Another time, when Yukio was about to kill herself, you called out, you wanted me to look away." His eyes softened at Revy. "You didn't want me to see that, to watch the young woman end her life, and possibly throw me over the edge." He covered her hand that was on the bar with both of his as he sat back down. "You care. That's how I know."

Revy pulled her hand out from underneath, throwing both of her hands into her hair while resting her elbows on the bar. Her drunken mind raced. Fuck. He could only be right. She did care. She really, really did. He was something special, a diamond in the rough. The gold in the dirt. He was a chipped diamond, a ingot of dirty gold, but he still stuck out with his morals.

Rock slapped the counter. "Well, it's time we skip out, eh Rev? Let's go." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of bills and slapped it down.

Revy came out of her thoughts when the money was slapped down on the counter. She turned and stumbled off the stool herself. She and Rock stumbled out the front of the Yellow Flag, and began walking in the direction of their building.

When they got there, they both unlocked their doors, right across from each other.

"Goodnight,"Rock whispered, "Rebecca."

Revy turned around to face him upon the uncommon use of her name. "Rock-" His door closed quickly. She turned back around and walked into her place, closing the door behind her.

Inside Revy, upon hearing him call her Rebecca, two things sparked. Slight frustration at the use of her name, which few people knew, let alone got to use. Then there was just a raw flood of emotion.

Inside her room, she unbuckled her belt and slid her shorts down, kicking them to the side as she entered her bedroom. Next that came off was the shirt. Then followed the underwear. All she knew is that she felt bare inside and it only made sense to feel bare on the outside. Her heart felt cracked and exposed when Rock mentioned her name.

"Rock, you bastard." She crawled into the bed, pulling the thin sheet over her naked body. "Goodnight," she whispered, "Rokuro."

Then, quietly, alone in the dark, Revy shed her tears.

"Revy?" Rock called beside her. Revy reeled back at the recalling of the emotion she had the previous night.

"Fuck, Rokuro." Revy said in surprise, not realizing she had said his full name. She rested her elbows on the bar, her face in her palms.

Rock looked at her in surprised curiosity. "Did...did you just call me by my actual name?"

She peeked through her fingers at him, hiding a faint blush. "No fucking way."

Rock laughed. "Well, if you insist, Rebecca, do you want another drink?" He held up the bottle of Bacardi.

She grinned and put her glass in front of Rock. "Fill 'er up."

There's some Rock and Revy for you.

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