Lost Universe Fanfic

Okay--this part might appeal to those that were kinda nauseated with all of the NeenaxRail interaction--this is KanexRail stuff! ^o^ Whee! I really like this part, for some reason...

"Can you handle that?"

Kane didn't look up as Rail took a seat next to him. He took another sip from his frosted beer mug.

Rail turned away from Kane, and placed his order. "Scotch with water, please."

Kane set down his mug, and sighed.

"Is it getting to you that bad?" Rail's voice was low.

"Not that bad." Kane answered, his youthful tone not at all cloaked by his seriousness.

Rail's glass was set in front of him, and he lifted it. He took a sip, and leaned forward on the bar. "It gets to me."

Kane kept his eyes lowered, and he just slightly glanced to Rail.

"I have no problem with execution. I just don't like watching it." Rail drank some more,and set the glass down. "I don't see why innocents have to watch the bastard die...like it makes us feel good."

Kane polished off his beer. "Like Neena?"

"Like Milly."

Kane paused, and frowned a bit. "Milly's seen more than enough."

"See what I mean?"

"Yeah." Kane pushed himself up, and got off the stool.

Rail clutched Kane's shoudler, and the Trouble Contractor turned to him.

Rail set down his drink after finishing it. "Let me buy you a drink."

Kane smiled. "Aren't you crossing the line between your career and personal life?"

"Don't be an ass." Rail pushed Kane back down on the stool.

Kane shrugged. "Just thought I'd ask."

"Hey." Rail flagged the bartender. "I'd like another scotch, and he'd like another beer."

Kane sighed, and Rail spoke to him again.

"Trying to separate business and personal life is a joke. There's no way. They leak into eachother." Rail gazed forward.

Kane smiled, and said light-heartedly, "Well, if it gets me a free drink--!"

Rail smiled. "Out of all the bars, I had to choose this one..." he sighed.

"Pretty cool, I'd say."

Rail and Kane's drinks came, and Rail took a sip. "I hope I never get used to those."

Kane guzzled down a good portion of his beer. "Execution?"

"Unh..." Rail closed his eyes as he took a long sip of his scotch.

"You sure handled it well..." Kane set down his mug.

"I thought so." Rail finished his second scotch, and went to a third. "It's eating at me now, though."

"Because you held it in?" Kane watched Rail's second glass be taken up. "Why?"

Rail looked down at his halfway-empty glass. "It was Neena's first time."

Kane took a drink from his mug. "Oh..."

"No training prepares you for an execution..." Rail's gray eyes were dull in the dim lighting. "I've seen other assistants take leave for weeks at a time after witnessing their first."

Kane sweatdropped as Rail's third empty glass was taken away. "Hey..."

"Don't say anything, I know." Rail took a glass of water set in front of him. He sighed. "Damn. It's all over."

Kane nodded, and stared at his beer mug. "Doesn't feel like the triumphant close I wanted."

"Did you really expect it to?" Rail asked.

"Not really..." Kane leaned forward. "I don't really know what to do now."

Rail smiled, and gently set his water down. "Well...you have two women waiting for you to go home."

Kane ran his thumb down the edge of his beer mug. "They're always waiting for me...those two."

"Yeah." Rail's smile faded. "You can go home, and let them take care of you."

Kane paused, and picked up his mug. "Well, they can wait `til I finish my beer."

Rail cracked up, and laughed for a good fourty-five seconds or so.

Kane nervously sweatdropped. It wasn't that funny...

Rail was leaning over his drink, and his shoulders shook. He paused before looked back up. "You're the only man I know that would say that, Kane."

"Well..." Kane took another sip. "Those two cause me a lot of problems."

"Women are so troublesome..." Rail finished his water, and ordered another scotch.

"Tell me about it." Kane sighed with a smile. "But they certainly make life interesting."

"Interesting is a good word..." Rail took his scotch, and held it up. "I don't think I'd enjoy the universe as much without `em."

"To women?" Kane winked, and held up his mug.

Rail paused, and shrugged. "Why not?...to women."

Their glasses lightly tapped, and they drank.

Kane finished his beer, and ordered another one. In reference to a clock on the wall, he groaned. "Damn...is it eleven already?"

"Looks like it." Rail looked over to the clock. "I doubt your women would be waiting this late."

"I hope not." Kane began on his other beer. "Besides, after we've talked about them like we did..."

"...I don't think you deserve it." Rail finished his scotch.

"Yeah."

"Gonna head out soon?" Rail asked.

"In a bit. The noise is a nice diversion." Kane said. "Swordbreaker was too quiet."

"I see." Rail rested his elbows on the bar. "I didn't want to go home...silence is horrible after a day like this."

Kane smiled. "We're really wimps, huh?"

"Yeah..." Rail sighed. "I'd make my father sick, sitting here doing nothing."

"Great, now we get to hear about little Rail-chan's past."

"Shove it, we're drunk, I have the right."

"Hey, where else am I gonna hear it?"

Rail sighed, and shrugged. "Well, if you don't care to hear it..."

"No, that's okay." Kane replied.

"No, really. It's not that interesting anyway."

"But now you've got me wondering!"

"Then you shouldn't have complained."