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Chapter 7

"Rebecca's Wrath"

"Ow! God dammit!" Revy cursed as she fell out of bed. She slowly sat up and composed herself. She winced from a splitting headache, the sign of a bad hangover. Revy rubbed her eyes and realized she was in Rock's apartment and not her own. "What the hell happened last night?"

Revy stood and found a note lying on the dresser. It was in Rock's professional penmanship, and read: "I woke early and went out for a walk. Don't worry, I have the Colt with me. Last night was crazy, so I let you sleep. Dutch said be at the docks by three." Rock had signed beneath.

Revy glanced at the clock. It read 2:15 PM.

Shit.

Revy rushed and showered, donning her usual attire. Once her boots were tied, she set out for the docks. There, she found her Lagoon coworkers waiting for her. "Hmph. By now I'd thought you'd be a no show," Benny smiled. "Can it, Benny," Revy snarled at him. "Hey Revy," Rock greeted, "Glad you made it."

Revy instantly rounded on him.

"Rock, what the fuck happened last night?" she snapped, approaching him. Rock frowned. "You really don't remember?" "If I did, I wouldn't be asking, fucktard," Revy spat, "So what happened?" Rock frowned in thought.

"Well, you and I had another contest at the Yellow Flag," he explained. "You had more than enough to drink, in fact. You'd started rambling about "the great Two Hands" and how good of a shooter you are."

Dutch snorted. When Revy got wasted like that, it was time to find the damn exit.

"I decided to get you out of the bar before you decided to demonstrate your shooting skill," Rock continued, "My place was closer, so I took you home. And then, things got… personal."

"Personal?" Revy scoffed, "The fuck does that mean?"

Rock blushed lightly and lowered his voice to where only he and Revy could hear. "We started talking about our lives before Lagoon. You went into detail about New York, and you kinda broke down after that. You wouldn't stop crying, and you wanted me to stay with you, so I did."

Revy's own cheeks dusted pink from embarrassment.

"Then things… escalated," Rock said, fully blushing now at the memory of the heated night with the goddess of a woman.

"What do you mean, escalated?" Revy challenged. As the realization dawned she whispered, "Did we fuck?"

Rock looked away bashfully; that was all the proof Revy needed.

"You dirty son of a bitch!" she screamed, grabbing Rock by the collar. "You knew I was wasted and you took advantage of me?!" "What?! No!" Rock pleaded desperately, "That was never my intention!" "Never your intention, my ass!" Revy shouted, infuriated. She whipped out her cutlass and pushed the barrel to Rock's forehead.

"GIVE ME ONE GOOD REASON I SHOULDN'T GIVE YOU A SECOND ASSHOLE!"

"REVY! ENOUGH!" Dutch yelled, "PUT THE GOD DAMN GUN DOWN!"

Benny had ducked into the boat from survival instinct.

Revy stared into Rock's eyes, searching for a hint of fear or anger.

There was none.

Rock remained calm; it wasn't the first time Revy pulled a gun on him. He even smiled, startling Revy. "You said you love me," he whispered, "That's one hell of a reason, right?" Rock walked off and boarded the Lagoon, leaving behind an astonished Revy, who stood, unmoving, dumbfounded.

"Revy, this is a simple delivery job," Dutch said gently. "We're not taking anything important or illegal, and you seem in pretty bad shape. Sit this one out."

"Dutch-," Revy began.

"That's an order," came the stern reply. The torpedo boat then departed, Revy watching as it sailed away.

….

"Damn," Eda said to Revy, "Trouble in paradise, huh?" "Shut up," Revy snapped, "There was no paradise to start with." They sat in the Rip-Off Church, drinking away their troubles. "Well it had to be if you were saying you loved the guy," Eda laughed, "Ha! I can see it now: 'Oh my god, Rock, I love you!" She cracked up and slammed her drink on the table, spilling it.

"What if you two have brats?" Eda continued, thoroughly entertained, "I definitely can't see you raising a kid. They'll grow up to be a serial killer!" "Like you would be any better!" Revy snapped back, "Yours would be in Rowan's place at thirteen." "Well, Rock would be the father, so at least your kid would be smart," Eda smirked. Revy's eye twitched.

"And what's that supposed to mean?"

Eda was stopped from responding (and risking her life) by a knock at the front door. Revy stood with a sigh. "Better go see who in the hell this is." She opened the door to reveal Rock, dressed in his usual clothes. He was nervous, and jumped a bit when the door was suddenly thrown open. "Whaddaya want, Rock?" Revy said, "Shouldn't you be at home right now?" "Revy, can I talk to you for a sec?" Rock asked, "In private?"

Eda snickered at the words "in private".

"Sure," Revy responded, glaring at Eda. She followed Rock outside and leaned against the car. "What is it?" Rock struggled to maintain his composure at first, but then took a deep breath and spoke.

"I know we have a…complicated relationship," he said. "And you told me to leave my feelings out of it. But I can't. I'm in love with you Revy." Revy scoffed, "Doubt it." "Revy, listen to me." Rock walked up to her, and Revy looked in his eyes. They were the same as that day in the market, filled with a fierce determination to be heard and heeded to.

"I don't care about whatever you think is the reason I can't love you," Rock said, "Because you've shown me a million reasons why I should. You got me out of that shithole life I was living, you're tough and loyal and wild, and just downright fun to be around. Yes, you have a temper, but we all have our flaws, Revy!" Rock sighed and continued gently.

"Your flaws… make you perfect to me."

Revy's eyes widened at Rock's statement. Never once had someone said something like that to her. But she wasn't going to give in that easily.

"What about you, huh?!" She challenged, "You're Mr. Office Guy! I help you open your fucking eyes to the world around you and outta fucking nowhere you love me?!"

"It was more than that!" Rock shot back.

"Then what else was it Rock?!" Revy yelled, "The ass? The tits? The sex? Is that it?!"

"You're not just some whore to me Revy!" Rock screamed.

"THEN WHAT AM I TO YOU, ROCK?!" Revy shouted, finally breaking, "A THIEF? A KILLER? SOME FUCKING PSYCHO BITCH WITH A GUN?! WHAT AM I?!" Tears were forming in her eyes. It was infuriating. All she was was a hired killer. Why did Rock refuse to see that?

"I'll tell you what you are to me."

Rock said the words as he stepped forward and captured Revy's lips with his own. Revy stumbled a bit, but Rock was holding her firmly in his arms. Revy felt Rock's passion; the kiss practically overflowed with it. Revy put her arms around Rock's neck as the memory of their first loving kiss in the stairwell filled her mind. She moaned into Rock's mouth as a thought crossed her mind.

I love him.

She actually loved him. Rock was kind, gentle, and fiercely loyal. Yes he was a little bitch sometimes, but he was growing out of it. The cruise ship incident proved that. Rock wasn't perfect, but she wasn't either. Rock pulled away from the kiss. He was breathing a bit heavier as he said, "You're Revy."

"What?" Revy said, just as equally out of breath.

"You asked what you are to me," Rock explained, "You're Revy. And that's what I love." Revy smiled. After kidnapping him, shooting at him, and trying to kill him, the bastard still looked at her like a woman. Dutch was right. They did pick up one crazy son of a bitch.

"Hey, you two done yet?" Eda said tiredly from the doorway of the Rip-Off Church. "Dutch called looking for you two. Something about a job." Rock stepped back from Revy, realizing he was still holding her by the waist. He was surprised when Revy pulled him back to her. "Okay we're heading back before Dutch pops a blood vessel," she said. "C'mon Rock. You're driving." As they got into the car and prepared to head back to the office, Revy squeezed Rock's hand.

"Hey listen," she said softly, "Don't expect all the Hollywood mushy bullshit with me. We can just take shit slow and see how it works." "You got it, Revy," Rock smiled. "Are you sure you want damaged goods, Rock?" Revy asked. Rock looked her once over. "You don't look damaged to me." Revy laughed, "You are such a fucking cheeseball." Rock laughed and started driving to the office. It was silent for a while, until Revy spoke.

"Hey Rock?"

"Yeah, Revy?"

"I- I love you too."

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