Reno: Reno woke the next day and wiped the sleep from his eyes. He gave Rude a kiss on the cheek and smiled at his snoring lover with a light laugh. The redhead figured he'd make breakfast for them and stood up, only to tumble to the floor. He looked back to see his fake leg had been removed. He guessed Rude had taken it off when he'd fallen asleep. The small Turk's suspicions were proven correct when he saw the fake limb on the dresser. Reno couldn't help but laugh. Oh yeah. This would take a lot of getting used to.

Rude: Rude woke as something large hit the floor to find Reno laughing as he looked up at his leg on the dresser. "Sorry Red. I didn't want it to chaff while you were asleep."

Reno: "Heh. Don't worry 'bout it, babe. Just wasn't expectin' it." he explained as he reached up and grabbed his knew limb. Not bothering to get back on the bed, Reno sat where he was and reattached the prototype and tested it a bit, flexing the toes, and bending his knee. "There! Problem fixed!" he said, wiping his hands together as if getting invisible dirt off them. He made his way to the kitchen and called back. "I'm makin' tea but what do ya want fer breakfast, yo?"

Rude: "Hmmm, bagels? They go good with tea." Rude called over as he got dressed.

Reno: Reno licked his lips. They sure did. He popped some in the toaster and pulled out the peanut butter, jam, and butter so Rude could put whatever he wanted on his. After the tea was ready, Reno sat at the table and sipped at it contently, waiting for the bagels to be done. When he remembered he and Rude's conversation the night before a bright smile returned to his face. "When we gonna head to the shelter, babe?" His mind filled with possibilities. What color would his kitten be? Would it be a special breed? A boy or a girl? He couldn't wait.

Rude: Rude came out dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and grabbed his tea before sitting down next to Reno. "We can leave after breakfast if you want."

Reno: Reno reached over and held Rude's hand. He knew his partner would be leaving on a mission the next day and wanted to enjoy his company as long as he could. "How long is this mission o' yers anyway?"

Rude: "I'm not really sure." The bald Turk hedged, his mission would take however long it needed in order to be done - which he didn't like at all. And Veld and Tseng had forbiddin him from telling Reno that he was going to be hunting down the wack-job that decided to blow up his partner. They all knew that Reno would want in on it, but they had to move fast and the redhead needed the time to get used to being legless.

Reno: "Not sure? Wouldn't they brief ya on it?" Reno was a bit confused but chose to forget about it for now. "Well, at any rate," his sentence trailed off as he finished his tea. "If yer gonna be gone fer a while," leaning close to his partner's ear he whispered. "We're gonna be spendin' today havin' fun and tonight...don't even think ya'll be getting out of a good fuck." The redhead sat back in his chair with that sly smirk of his and winked at the other Turk.

Rude: Rude shudder as potent imagery accompanied Reno's words, "Sounds good." He moved over to make up his bagel, slathering the warm bread with butter before returning to Reno's side and handing the redhead his own. Rude set the plate he'd put the bagel on the table and brought everything over so that Reno wouldn't have to get up again and then sat next to him and began eating. "Eat Red."

Reno: Reno never liked much on his bagel, feeling it took away from the taste of the bread. He was content with a little butter. It didn't take him long to scarf his food down. It never did. Licking the butter from his lips, he leaned back and decided not to rush Rude. If he had a long mission, Reno would keep things calm for him before he left. A beat slowly crept into his mind and he began whispering the tune, tapping his finger on his knee. "Take me by the tongue and I'll know you. Kiss me 'til you're drunk and I'll show you all the moves like Jagger. I've got the moves like Jagger. I've got the moves like Jagger. I don't need to try to control you. Look into my eyes and I'll own you with them moves like Jagger. I've got the moves like Jagger. I've got the moves like Jagger." These little singing sessions were a 'curse' he was stuck with since his days singing for change. But it was a curse he liked. When he thought about it, he /really/ like singing more than he thought. A thoughtful expression crossed his face. "Should I start singin' again?"

Rude: Rude grinned at his partner as the tune flowed out, "Sure, why not?" Honestly he could listen to Reno sing all day, all night... well forever really. He finished up his bagel and tea and looked at the redhead, "Ready hotrod?"

Reno: Reno nodded and stood up. He quickly got ready to head to the shelter but turned to Rude with a big smile. "Maybe I should just make a short album to see if I still got what it takes." The redhead walked over and wrapped his arms around Rude's neck and rested his head on his chest.

Rude: Rude wrapped his arms around Reno's waist, "You'll always have what it takes lover. But I think a lot of people would buy it if you made an album to sell."

Reno: Reno mostly sang for himself but he did kind of enjoy singing for other people. It was that rush of having all eyes on him and rocking a crowd with his voice alone. "It'd be nice to make some cash but I just wanna sing again for the hell o' singin'. It makes me happy."

Rude: Rude grinned down at him, "I know. It makes me happy too. I love listening to you." He bent down and kissed Reno lightly, barely ghosting over his lips. "While we're out getting you a kitty we could look around for a recording studio." He suggested.

Reno: Reno's eyes lit up hearing Rude's words. "Yer bringin' me out to get a cat so I won't be lonely, ya say ya can listen to me sing forever, an' ya wanna help me find a recording studio...STOP BEIN' PERFECT, DAMN IT!" Reno grinned and held his love in a bone breaking hug.

Rude: "Sorry, me not perfect would make the world end. My perfection is what keeps it spinning." Rude grinned impishly down at his fiery friend.

Reno: Reno playfully shoved the man and grabbed his hand, pulling him out the door. "Now let's go get my kitten!" he cheered. The redhead stumbled a bit when the temporary replacement hitched. It's movements weren't very smooth and a little difficult to control if he wasn't focused. He frowned and flexed the machine a few times until it moved with more ease. "There! So, to the shelter, grab my kitten, then to a studio?" he asked with a smile.

Rude: Rude smiled and laughed a bit at the smaller man's enthusiasm, "Sounds good." He didn't bother commenting on the leg issues, he knew they'd happen, Reno just needed to get used to it. He walked with him out to his car and simply grinned, he loved driving his car and he really didn't get to do it often enough.

Reno: Reno got in Rude's beloved car but not before reaching into the man's pocket to take the extra pair of shades he never left without. The redhead put them on and reclined a bit in the leather seat. He always felt like a badass when they drove in Rude's car because he felt there was no one else like them. It felt like they just popped out of a spy movie or something and Reno's imagination had a bit too much fun with it but Rude never seemed to mind. "A'right! Start'er up, yo!"

Rude: Rude grinned and slipped into his sleek muscle car and pulling out of his parking spot. He listened to the purring rumble of his engine for a few seconds as he waited for traffic to clear so he could leave the ShinRa compound, "Which shelter do you wanna hit up?"

Reno: "Which ever's closest." The Turk leaned forward and cranked up the radio when 'I'm sexy and I know it' came over the air waves. He smiled, feeling as though the blast had never even happened. He and Rude were just 'those damned street rats' again and Reno couldn't have been happier to be so. He started singing along with the song, not bothering to keep his voice down as usual. He hadn't sung with no restraints in what seemed like forever and figured now was a perfect time.

Rude: Rude just grinned as Reno answered him and then belted out with the music now blasting through his speakers. He shook his head and lowered the top on his mustang and sped down the highway to a shelter they used to take strays to all the time when they were basically strays themselves. He figured Reno would like that and constantly glanced over at the redhead for his reaction as they neared the shelter in Sector 4. It was honestly out of the way and certainly not what 'was closest' but Rude didn't care about that.