THIS IS NOT A VINCENT x RENO FIC. Thank you, R&R, and I own none of this, 'cept for the idea which I'm pretty sure is original.

Eclipse

Vincent walked down the street, not bothering to look around.
It was all the same to him.
The street was small and abandoned, a once happy place basking in the darkness of night. Very few stars twinkled overheard, and those who did were small and faint. The moon was red.
That day, there was a lunar eclipse, and Vincent had walked right out to see it. When you were an antisocial ex-Turk, there wasn't much else to do but walk and… face your demons.

Vince, this is boring. Couldn't you just go and have a nice little get-together with a chick?
You want me to spend time with hens?
NO!!! Vince, I meant GIRLS. Jeez, man, you need to get with the times.

'Vince' ignored Chaos.
Behind him, a banging sound and crashes combined to make quite a racket, and were added with the creative swearing of the individual who had caused all the trouble.

Vincent turned around, hand on his gun. Not that you could see it with his cloak, no matter how many holes it had in it. "Reno."

"Ow, shi-Hey Vin!"

Vincent's eye twitched. "Hello." He said this in a strained, controlled tone of voice.
The redhead was annoying beyond belief.

"How's Life- I mean, death?"
"I'm not dead."
"SUUUUUUURE… Seen Kisaragi lately?"
"No. Why do you ask?"
"No reason."
"As you say, 'sure'."
"Wow, that's the first thing close to hip I've ever heard you say."
"Hip?"
"Cool."
"Cool?"
"Popular…"
"Oh."
"Yeah, 'oh'. You need a life. Literally AND figuratively."
"Do you take some sadistic sort of pleasure in bothering me?"
He ain't the only one.

"Whatever. Why are you out of your coffin, anyhow?"
"The eclipse."
"You're a werewolf? I thought you were a vampire."
"...Reno, an eclipse is when the earth blocks the moon from the sun."
"Oh."
"Seems like we both have things to learn."

"You have a different eclipse."
"Pardon?"
Reno knelt down and pulled out his EMR.
Vincent's hand went, once more, to his gun.
Reno raised an eyebrow. "Relax, dude." He scratched three circles in the ground.
"An Eclipse."
"Yeah. See, there's you-" (here he pointed to one of the circles to the side) "-And here's everybody else." He pointed to the circle opposite the first.
"What is in the middle?"
"Your attitude about what we say and do. You think that it's all new and stupid."
"…" He had nothing to say.
Reno began to walk off, EMR stuffed once again into his back pocket.
"Reno?"
He stopped. "Yeah?"
"Thank you, for showing me…"
"S'no problemo, dude." And with that parting phrase, he walked off, hair shining just as red as the eclipsed moon above it.