A/N: I'm back! Again! Thanks for the reviews, you guys are awesome!
Wow... One chapter last night and two today... Personal record, people.
Chapter 6
"PARTNER!" lost his mind isn't even the right word. Words… whatever.
"No way. That's just too much." Reno was yanking his hair and circling the couch.
"No way, man!" Elena didn't even care to respond. She had gotten over it quicker than he did, but something told her that he would accept it in a couple of minutes. That's just the way he is. At first he starts panicking, and then he's completely nonchalant, making jokes about it. She was counting the minutes.
She was calm because she had gotten out all of her anger while talking on the phone with Satan and Devil.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE - hey, what did you buy?"
There you go.
"Nothing…" she said, knowing he would check even if she said it.
"Everlast… You bought locks? Don't we have any?"
That funny, little smartass smile was dancing its way through her lips.
"We do. But I'd like to be sure that I'm safe in my own house."
Reno smirked. "Hey, as long as I'm in the house you know you're safe."
Her smile faded. "It's not the thieves or the rapists. I'd like to know that I'm safe in my own house, when you're in it." She started pulling out different gadgets from the bag.
"Since Tseng and Rude planned this, I bet that there are a lot of 'broken locks' in this house. So I bought my own." Reno was examining the objects on the little table between the couch and TV. She even got a fire extinguisher.
"What the hell is this?" he snarled, holding up a familiar device. "I smoke!"
She raised an eyebrow. "So who's stopping you?"
His eyes caught fire. "This thing! It's gonna beep every time I light a cigarette!"
All she could do now was to look innocent.
"We have a balcony… besides I'm not sure where I'm going to place that thing yet."
"Fine!" he barked.
"What's the rest of this crap? Four locks. Why four?" he said in a sharp, strict tone while he was holding up one, poor lock that was developing puppy eyes.
"Well, let's see… One for my bedroom, one for the bathroom… another one for your bedroom-"
"Why my bedroom?" he interrupted.
"Because." She said in the same tone he used. "I don't want any accidents."
"Fine. The fourth lock. Balcony?"
"No!" she chuckled. "The main door."
"Ah. Thieves." He said, triumph practically peeking through his teeth.
"Nope. You and 'I don't want any accidents'."
"Ok. Whatever that means." He said, putting the lock back down and heading for his own bedroom. He went over to the bags that were thrown in a big pile in the corner and picked up the ones with his name on.
"You think they wrote the wrong name?" he said, putting on his famous smirk. The bag was small. Looked like a bag for underwear. He loved making her all twitchy, nervous and pissed off.
"No, I already checked." Yeah. The smirk was definitely gone. Have you seen Advent Children? When Yazoo says that Reno and Rude aren't trustworthy, then Reno turns around? That's the look.
He quietly picked up the bags and waddled towards his bedroom. He mumbled something inaudible, but she caught a couple of words like little, nosy and something of a partner. She just smiled and shrugged.
'At least he's not making me unpack his stuff.'
And that was going to be her partner. 'Partner…' She hated Tseng. What about Rude? He'd been Reno's partner in so many years. Didn't he mind? Maybe he just got tired of babysitting Reno all the time. She knew she would.
But partner? Couldn't he be more creative? She hated him from the second she saw him. Well, actually from the second second she saw him. That was when he gave her the smallest gun ever made. Kinda looked like the one Will Smith had in Men in Black. He said that her hands looked thin and pathetic and that she wasn't strong enough to carry a real gun.
Well actually no. He just said that her hands were weak, but that's just as bad, and probably worse. That hate grew even stronger, when he, the same day, said that she was going to be 'trained'. By a Turk. Which, of course, had to be Reno. She didn't recall all of the things he made her do (because she was exhausted to death), but it was something like 'run around Midgar'. Twice. She could also remember 2500 push-ups and his annoying voice, saying things like 'hurry up, turtle-snail', and 'Scarlet could do it better'. That was the worst comment ever, and it was still playing in her head. When she was at about 2494, he said it again, and that was when she snapped. She pulled herself up and yelled 'Can you shut up for one single second, you dim-witted flamehead!'
You should've seen his face. It was funny, but it couldn't beat hers. She was more surprised than he was. Her face matched his haircolor. She thought that she was gonna get fired the same day. So while she was turning more and more purple, he smirked and said something like 'You're brave'. But since it was Reno-language, she didn't remember the exact words.
The sound of a bag colliding with a wall in the other room caught her attention and snatched her out of her thoughts. She found herself on the couch. Fire extinguishers and locks were still lying in front of her. She was tired. Her eyelids were threatening to close any second. She put all of the things that were on the table back in the bag, and carried it to her bedroom and threw it on a little desk that was on her left. She immediately turned around and locked the door before daring to take her clothes off. She would have to unpack tomorrow. She'd do everything tomorrow. Including killing Tseng and Rude, which was obviously on Tseng's side.
Tomorrow was going to be terrible. That would be the day she would really realize that she was living with Reno, which was at the moment snoring one wall away from her.
A/N: So, are you gonna kill me or let me live?
