Journey Home
A/N : Finally something real this time. But ... still not really there yet aint it ?
"Reno!"
Rude sped to the redheaded Turk lying in a pool of his own spilled blood. "Reno …"
"Oh hey … Rude … you're here."
Reno winced and held the gaping wound at his side. "Lousy thing played out on me at the last minute …" He said, looking over to a smoking EMR. "I tried to show I wasn't useless without it. I beat the shit out of that asshole but he fuckin' cheated …"
"Leave that for later, Reno." Said Rude, removing his jacket.
"No … need ta tell ya now. Ya know, like time's up for me soon?" Reno croaked out as Rude placed the jacket over him.
"Not over for you yet. We've got lots of things to settle." Rude carried him up as gently as he could, holding him tight as he walked.
"Oh … like the rent of the apartment? Haha … how many times did we evade payment?
"Not once … I always ended up paying."
"Oh sorry man …thought that – keh!" Reno coughed violently and spurted blood all over Rude's shirt.
"Ew. You're shirt's all red and icky."
"I can tell."
"How many people do you think will be sad if I die?"
"Don't know. A few, probably."
"Man that's honest but it's true ain't it."
"Guess so."
"Hey Rude … ya mind letting me put my arm around ya neck a little?"
"No."
Reno sat up with much difficulty and slipped his arm around Rude's neck, holding on closely. He closed his eyes and bloodied fingers grasped Rude's shirt as tightly as weakening body would allow.