Thanks to all my favorite authors for their inspiration, and to jm1681 for his motivation. All characters except my OC are property of Rei Hiroe. He created Black Lagoon, I just drift through it.

Sunlight slowly crept in through the blinds, stirring awake a rather disheveled Rock. Rock awoke in a slow motion, his eyes blinking slowly, trying to adjust to the light. He put a hand to his head.

"What did I do last night to get a hangover like this?" Rock muttered to himself. Looking down, he noticed that he was still wearing his usual dress shirt, pants, tie. Heck, even his shoes were still on. Getting up, he walked through his apartment to the bathroom, looking himself over in the mirror. Still feeling a bit drowsy, he splashed his face with a palm-full of water when it hit him.

Oh yeah, Revy dragged me into a Bacardi shot contest last night. An ache panged his skull, dragging him back into reality.

As he undressed, he heard no gunshots, no blaring of car horns or profanities, it was as though the city of sin had not awakened yet to the shimmering sun.

"At least it seems like it's going to be a quiet day in Roanapur" Rock mused to himself as he turned on the shower.

After rinsing himself of the smell of an alcohol binge, Rock retrieved a new set of clothes from his closet. His typical attire, others often wondered how he managed to find identical sets, much less even his style, in a city where you either dressed like trash or a big-shot. As he adjusted his tie, he heard a loud knock on his apartment door.

"Hey Rock, you up yet?" A voice said. It was Benny. Usually quiet, his voice just as loud as Revy's usual voice, probably due to Rock's throbbing headache.

"Yeah, I'm up" Rock said with a wince as he opened the door for Benny. Benny walked in and sat down in one of the few chairs Rock had and propped his feet up on a small table. Rock prepared two cups of coffee.

"You sure don't look like you're up" Benny said as he glanced over some files on a laptop he had in hand.

Rock walked over to where Benny sat and handed him a cup of coffee. Sitting across from him, Rock took a pair of painkillers from a small container and downed them with a sip of coffee.

"How bad was it last night?" Rock asked, his hand to his head.

Benny looked up to look at Rock for a second, then sat his laptop aside and took a sip of his coffee.

"I won't lie to you, you two cleaned out Bao for two month's supply of Bacardi rum. You and Revy just wouldn't stop, like two angry badgers after the same thing."

"Really" Rock said, looking down with a hand still to his forehead.

"Yep. Me and Dutch had to drag both you back afterward, you were both knocked out"

Benny sat his cup down and chuckled.

"But there was something we all didn't expect. Not me, not Dutch, not Bao, not the usual crowd."

Rock looked up, a sense of guilt/fear in his eyes.

"What happened?"

Benny smiled.

"Thing is, you beat Revy. She passed out minutes before you did. She said Rocky Baby before she hit the floor"

Rock's face went blush red in an instant. Benny just laughed as he finished his coffee and got up, laptop in hand.

"Anyways, Dutch said to wake Revy up, and I'm delegating that to you." Benny said over his shoulder with a wave as he walked out of the apartment.

Rock waved Benny off, and finished off his coffee.

"Rocky Baby huh" he murmured to himself as he got up and left to go wake Revy at her apartment across the hall.

As Rock opened Revy's door slowly, he peered a look inside. With the shades shut tightly somewhat, the morning sunlight that did shine through had yet to stir Revy. Of course, Revy was still in an alcohol-induced coma, so it was pointless for Rock to turn on any lights in an attempt to wake her. He simply glanced at her for a few moments as he walked into her mess of an apartment. Even though she had been around longer, her apartment was a lot smaller. Perhaps she wasn't much for space, or perhaps she thought it suited her basic needs. Just a bed, closet, drawer, a small clearing and a bathroom was all her apartment was. Revy laid motionless on the bed, sprawled out on her side. Rock smiled as his eyes met her sleeping figure.

She looks so at peace, I almost don't want to wake her up. Rock thought to himself as he moved towards the head of her bed. His right hand brushed a stroke of hair that hanged loose from her face. He leaned down close, a bit apprehensive though, still unsure of how she would be when she woke up.

"Revy, wake up" Rock said softly.

Revy's eyes blinked slowly.

"Hey Rocky Baby" she said before her brain turned on. Upon seeing Rock's blushing face, she snapped up, flicking his forehead with a finger.

"What are you staring at dumbass" Revy growled as Rock stepped back, rubbing his forehead.

"Good Morning Revy" Rock said, regaining his usual tone.

"Whatever" Revy said hazily over her shoulder as she headed into the bathroom. She stripped off casually, as though Rock wasn't even there. Rock looked away shyly, and looked around the room when she climbed into the shower. Clothes were piled around everywhere, along with pizza boxes and empty bottles. A few bullet holes littered the walls where Revy had often shot in drunken frustration. Rock sighed as he instinctively set about cleaning up where he could.

As Revy stepped out of the bathroom only in a pair of panties and a towel draped over her shoulders, she stared at Rock cleaning in front of her, his back turned to her.

Rock you dumbass, why do you always try to take care of me like we're a fucking couple. Revy thought to herself as she put on a tank top and cut jean bottoms from the nearby closet.

"For Fuck's sake Rock, are you trying to win a housekeeping contest or something" Revy yelled out. Her last night's drinking binge hit her the moment she yelled out, and in an instant she brought a hand to her head. She stood silent for a few moments, her eyes closed.

"Fuck, my head feels like it's split open now!" she hollered, causing even more pain to herself. Her eyes opened up to see a mug of coffee and a container of painkillers being offered in front of her.

Rock had quickly ran back to his apartment when she first yelled, and had brought back a mug of coffee and a pack of painkillers. He had come back in while she had her eyes closed.

"Here" Rock said sheepishly.

"Thanks" Revy muttered as she gulped down a few pills, followed by the whole mug of coffee. Handing the mug and container back to Rock, she walked over to her night table where her holsters were draped over, although she never recalled taking them off last night. She sat down on her bed and took ahold of one her Beretta "Praiyachat Sword Cutlass Special". Releasing the mag, she racked the Cutlass's slide, its stainless steel features snapping back with a solid clack. Reinserting the mag, she casually pointed it at Rock. Rock didn't even react, and just sat the mug and container down on a small table.

Just like Rock to not even flinch. Revy thought. Putting her holsters over her top as she stood up, she slipped the Cutlass back into place and began to walk out.

"C'mon Rock, Dutch is gonna be grumpy that I got you drunk over your head again" she said over her shoulder.

She has no clue what really happened. Rock thought to himself. "Right" he said as he followed her out the door and down the stairs to head for the Lagoon Company office.