"Rudolph," Bernard said, gesturing with his head and a tiny smile on his face. "Show him where I keep my tools."
Rude nodded, breathing a heavy sigh. Great. He just lost his husband to his father's 'other woman'.
Reno immediatly as soon as he had posession of the tools began tinkering inside, showing him things he could improve. "You see here? IF you take the normal air filter and intake system out, and put a cold air intake in, you'll not only increase the efficency of the engine by a good 10, and save yourself oodles of money for fuel, you'll also give her a good extra 30 horses." He then gestured to the space that was blank near the exhaust. "I could also stick a turbocharger right here, and that would add an extra good 50 horses.
"Hold on there, son," Bernard laughed. "I just got a few rules for working on Cecille here..."
Rude groaned. Yes, his dad named his car. After the old black and white movie star he had a crush on when he was a kid.
Reno nodded eagerly, like a kid who'd just been told as long as he was good he'd have free rein inside the candy store. "Yes sir."
Bernard ticked off the items on his fingers as he went down the list. "You scratch her paint, you repaint her. You ruin a part, you buy a new one. Treat her like gold and she'll purr for you like a kitten." He handed Reno a socket wrench almost ceremonially. "Just remember, if you're good to her, she'll be better to you."
Rude went about pulling various wrenches, spray cans of fluids, oils, greases, and other various things he was certain his father or Reno would ask for. However, his father DID refer to the redhead as 'son', a title which wasn't given freely by the head of the Urar clan.
"Yes, sir. .I'll be as good to her as I am to Leia" Yes, Reno had also named that swaggering big ass custom he'd built that he rode to work on the mornings he and Rude didn't ride in together in the car. "I'll be back in ten, I need ta get a couple parts." He strode out, and true to his word he was back in ten minutes sharp with the cold air intake and turbo he'd mentioned in hand, and within 90 minutes he had them both installed, plus a few other little tinkers that got the car completely running with that satisfying purr-RAWR of a powerful car in tip top shape "Now THAT is a sound I love."
"Good work, son," Bernard said, smiling proudly and patting Reno on the back. He just stood there for a minute, listening to the hum of the engine and smelling the fumes associated with working on cars.
Reno looks down at his watch and then looks at Rude, "Gotta get changed if we're gonna meet Sam so you c'n watch me fall on my ass a few times before we pick up our suits, eh?"
Rude breathed a sigh of relief. FINALLY, he could leave the garage.
"Rudolph," Bernard said, making his middle child stand at attention much like Tseng's voice could. Conditioning? "Make sure you take care of that boy." And that was the best well wishes they were going to get from the gruff old man.
Reno smiled and gave that5 silly wave he did sometimes, then a jaunty salute as they filed out, his hand firmly on Rude's ass. ..yes, Reno was in FINE form today.
"Boys..." Bernard's tone held a good natured warning. "Not in front of your mother. She'll either have a heart attack or do that cooing thing over you all day."
"Go," Rude quietly urged. "Before he calls us back." He REALLY wanted to hit the beach... and not just because he'd been cooped up in the garage with his dad and Reno cooing over a machine.
Reno nodded adn out the door they went.
Rude took the stairs two at a time, remembering that he would have to borrow a pair of board shorts from Sam. He knew exactly where to find them in his brother's dresser, and within a minute he was dressed in the black shorts, his jean shorts slung over his shoulder. His feet seemed a blur as he came down the stairs again, pausing to look over Reno. "You sure you don't want a pair of shorts? Jean gets a little uncomfortable when it's wet."
"Yeah, I do, yo, I don't think my normal swim attire would go over well with your bro."
Rude took the stairs two at a time again, but instead of going into Sam's dresser, he went into what used to be his. He muttered to himself, trying to find his shorts that his mother, for some reason, kept even though he grew out of them at 15. They should fit Reno. Maybe. They did have a pullstring waist, after all... There. He grabbed the neon green shorts and raced down the stairs again. Eager? Rude? Never.
Reno yanked them on, pulling the drawstring in tight, and realized just how much weight he had lost, "Damn, didn't know I'd gotten THAT skinny."
"Told you... need to eat more," Rude mumbled, pushing through the screen door and walking very quickly to the shed. He just hoped Eric didn't decide to 'use' his board... or the spare. He opened the shed door and breathed a sigh of relief. Both boards were there, unscathed, and in the same condition he'd left them in three years ago.
"Wouldn''t put it past the bastard to boobie trap one of 'em, yo. .say, where has the smartass been all day since breakfast, I wonder?"
"He knows better," Rude muttered. He'd explained to Eric, physically, why it was a bad idea to mess with his boards. The bald man snorted once. "He's probably in his room, pouting." Wouldn't put it past his little brother. Eric was known to act about one quarter of his age.
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"Or plannin' something." Reno snorted as well, he'd in just one day gotten to know the kid well enough not to underestimate him.
"What's the worst he can do?" Rude asked. He knew his brother, and he knew Eric wasn't capable of doing anything serious on his own... or without an assload a help from someone who DIDN'T know Rude was a Turk.
"God only knows.. .how many o' your old buddies are actually able to stand him enough ta want ta help him out?"
"None. He screwed them all over at least twice." Rude took the boards carefully, almost lovingly out of the shed, handing one to Reno and setting his own along the side of the shed while he closed the door. "And all his friends, what few he has, are all petty do-nothings." He hefted his board under his arm. "It's a short walk to the beach. Walk or drive?"
"Walk it yo.. and yeah, know I'm bein' paranoid, but it's always the little shits you expect not ta be smart enough to pull shit that shock ya."
Rude started walking, his sunglasses glinting in the sunshine. "Eric is small time," Rude reassured the redhead. "Nothing more than an annoyance." He didn't have to add the fact that, well, Momma would KILL the youngest child if he did something.
"Just enough to annoy and embarrass the fuck outta me is all. ..shit, why do I have a feelin' you're gonna get to tell me 'I told you so'?"
Rude turned, walking backwards with a huge grin on his face. "Because I'm always right."
Reno snorted a laugh, and hauled his board out into the water as they reached the beach. ..he paddeled out. ..only to get knocked flat on his ass by the wave most locals would call "The big Kahuna" just as he stood up.
Rude kept one eye on Reno while he looked for Sam. There. He was already out there... and waving. They were spotted. Good. After making sure Reno was alive, Rude jogged up the beach a little to meet his elder brother just as he came in.
ow fuck, ow fuck" was all he said as he came back in...now, he hadn't broken it like Rude had after the "Chocobo incident" or even bruised it that bad, but his tailbone stil ached after hitting it on the board with the power that wave had mustered to knock him down.
"Hey, Rude, Reno. ..oh, by the way, Reno, better to start out small here, it's not like Junon, the waves here WILL knock you over without warning."
Rude chuckled, slapping a hand on Sam's back before wading into the water himself.
Reno headed back out into the water, and actually managed to ride a decent sized one all the way in without falling off the board or being knocked over. Once he started to see the pattern to the surf, his superb balance did the rest. Never let it be said Reno was dumb, he was far from it, simply that he had an unconventional pattern of thought.
Rude waited, letting a few decent sized waves pass him by. He had always only taken waves that he had a feeling for. The one and only time he'd gone against his instincts, he'd nearly drowned after being tangled in his cord and pulled into the riptide. He paddled out a little further.
Reno suddenly disappeared from sight as if he'd been teleported off his board, . .maybe he should have developed Rude's instincts. ..when he finally reappeared he was pulling with all his strength to reach shore against a fairly strong current, which would win was anyone's guess.
There. That was HIS wave. Rude paddled up to the wave, feeling his board catch the current just so. He quickly stood, catching his balace easily as the wave began to crest.
Sam decided it was best to keep an eye on Reno, and when he lost sight of the telltale red hair, he paddled over to where he'd seen Reno last.
Reno suddenly got yanked the rest of the way under, the only sound he made before it happened was a yelp. ..so this was what Sam meant. .no, it was in no way like swimming or doing anything ELSE in Mideel or Junon where compared to here the water was pretty tame.
Sam swore he saw strands of red floating in the water, moving ever so slowly out towards the ocean. He reached in, hoping Reno didn't care about getting his hair pulled if it meant saving his life.
Rude was one with the wave. He rode the barrel as far back as he dared, putting a hand out to touch the wall of water that he was determined to conquer.
Reno as he was pulled up looked like a completely drowned rat..though in reality he was only half-drowned, spluttering and coughing as he was hauled above the surface. ..for a very few seconds there he'd thought for sure he was going to die as he felt first the burning in his lungs from trying to hold his breath, then as his autonamic system took over and his breath whooshed out forcing him to inhale again the suffocating feeling of water filling his lungs. .it had been a very disconcerting feeling.
Sam dropped into the water, pulling Reno's board closer with the cord so it wouldn't pull him away. He draped the redhead across his own board, letting him sputter. "You alive?" he asked.
Rude could feel the wave finishing its break, could feel it losing power and form as it neared the shore. He dove off the board into the water, surfacing, still wearing his sunglasses.
"Yeah, yo. ..never got pulled into a tide that strong before. " The words were hushed, each still interspersed by a spluttering cough as he fought to expel the remainder of the water from his lungs.
Rude looked around, noticing Sam and Reno a little ways off. He climbed back on his board, paddling over towards them.
Sam laughed. "Gotta be careful out here," he reminded the redhead. "We don't mess around with the tiny waves here in Costa. You want easy, go to Junon."
"Not lookin' for easy, just wasn't expectin' to get yanked under like that."
A hearty laugh bubbled from Sam's throat. "You gotta respect the power of the sea, man, or she won't respect you." He patted Reno's back again, making sure all the water had left his brother-in-law's lungs.
Reno stood dizzily for a moment, having new respect for the water here...then flashed Rude a thumbs up to say "m'okay" before heading back out. He knew to begin developing that instinct Rude already had from spending most of his youth here, and soon began to be able to feel the differences in the way the board felt under his feet which ones would be a god thrill ride and which ones were liable to yank him under in a nasty floated next to his brother, watching Reno. "I saw you hitting on my husband," he teased.
"Literally?" Sam teased back. "Besides, can't help it if you got your good taste from me."
Rude chuckled, the pointed towards Reno. "Think he's getting the hang of it?"
Reno hit a nice curl that lifted the board out of the water and let out a loud woop of absolute exhileration as the board pulled a full ollie and he landed on it standing.. riding the rest of the way in with a huge-ass grin.
"Possibly," Sam said, grinning almost proudly. It was like he gained another little brother. He elbowed Rude in the side. "So... you want to show him up, or should I?"
Rude made a 'be my guest' gesture with his hands. "Go for it, old man," he teased.
Reno flops back on the beach, enjoying the sun, and a fair amount of attention from the ladies as well, even though he was quite married didn't mean he didn't like the attention.
Sam paddled out, finding what would be a decent wave rather quickly. He popped up onto the board, sliding his feet back until he stood with his heels almost off the back of the board. After a moment he slid forward again, picking up speed before cutting back to where the wave was breaking behind him. Sam turned his board just in time to avoid wiping out, picking up speed again before falling back into the curl.
Reno whooped watching him. "Go, GO!" was he a poor sport? Hell no, he was enjoying himself.
Sam had both hands out, slowing himself down until he could almost feel the falling white water pushing the tail of his board. He crouched down, carving his board through the water to gain speed again. After a moment of riding the top of the wave, he cut back down almost to the bottom before turning again, sending himself over the top into the air. He jumped off the board, diving into the water and letting the wave finish its trek to the sand.
Rude applauded, paddling over towards his brother, catching and riding a few small waves on the way over.
Reno finally felt the need to show them up. ..back out he went..the Big Kahuna came back, and he not only did he ride it, he did a showy flip and with his knowledge that seemed almost supernatural of where he was in space at all times he landed precisely with a dancer's grace directly in the center of the board and rode back in, giving the two brothers a salute.
Sam applauded, glancing over at Rude's approaching form. As he sat on the board, his smile grew wider. When Rude finished his approad, Sam reached out and pushed, sending the bald man into the water, sputtering. Mischevious? Sam? Never.
"Yo, big man, 's1: 30, time for us to get back n'get changed again, an' I need a shower to get this salt outta my hair."
Rude didn't hear him, however, as he was too busy pulling Sam's foot in the water to knock his elder brother off balance. As soon as Sam hit the water, Rude surfaced, a sort of triumphant smile on his face. That is, until a certain elder brother pulled him back under the water.
Reno yelped as a hand grabbed his leg as well and he fell over on his ass into the shallow water. "Ok, which o' you two pulled me down?"
Both brothers were laughing when they surfaced, neither one admitting to pulling Reno's leg. They did, however, start splashing water at eachother, occassionally sending a splash Reno's way.
Reno splashed back, he got a wide, almost spooky grin on his face. . .a sudden wind spell from the bracer he ALWAYS wore kicking up...splashing them both quite thoroughly. The wind materia had been spawned from another materia and he'd mastered it himself, thereby he'd been permitted to keep it even with the resoration underway. ..that cheeky smirk never left his face.
Both Sam and Rude stood there, dripping and glaring at Reno. Sam gave Rude a look, which Rude returned, and suddenly a wide grin split both their faces. As if one person, they reached down, unfastening their board leashes, pushing the boards onto the sand, and tackling the redhead.
Reno yelped again, as he fell on his back wrestling the two of them trying to get up, but he knew there was no way... he actually did a fairly good job of tamping down the flashback that threatened, because he knew spazzing on sam would be a VERY bad idea and lead to uncomfortable realities of his past being discussed, though they both would likely have felt how he stiffened in the effort.
Rude held Reno's shoulders down, feeling the stiffness in them. He whispered, "It's just me," against the redhead's lips before he claimed them.
Sam, however, was still playing along. He moved to sit on Reno's thighs, holding his legs down and reaching up to
Reno burst out laughing into his mouth, Sam had found the one spot that if hit would NOT allow him to prevent himself from laughing, the stiffness beginning to ease.
Sam continued tickling away, sliding his hips down a little further to sit lightly on Reno's knees. He reached over once, tickling the inside of Rude's thigh, a spot most people didn't know about, before trying the same thing to Reno.
Rude, however, was just interested in getting his damn kiss.
Reno finally relaxed enough to kiss back, his eyes sliding closed, although his leg twitched in reflexive response to the tickle.
It took Sam a moment to realize what was going on. "Hey!" he said loudly. "Hey! Hey! None of that here! I don't need to see that!"
Rude pulled away and blushed, a little irrated and embarassed at how the board shorts he wore hid... well... nothing.
Reno flipped Sam off and returned to his rather. .enjoyable effort, finally his muscles relaxed completely, the threat of the flashback chased away for now. his eyelashes fluttering against his cheeks as he lets out a soft gasp.
Rude was a little busy, his lips trailing down to trace the lines of Reno's jaw and neck.
"You'd like to, wouldn't you?" Sam threw back, wishing he could take back the double entendre of the words he'd just spoken. He blushed, a hand going to run through his military-short hair.
As Reno broke away a second he said "Yeah, but Rude would kill us both, yo. .and if you got caught neither of you would ever live it down."
"Y--you're pulling my leg, right?" Sam asked, stuttering just a little at Reno's blatant honesty. He'd never really thought of himself as attractive before... nor had he thought of other men that way. He also didn't notice how he hadn't moved from sitting on Reno's upper shins.
Rude had moved over to Reno's ears, nibbling the lobes and licking the shells, first brushing off the sand delicately with his fingertips.
Reno gasped. ..Gods...what the sensation of what Rude was doing right now combined with Sam's reaction at what he'd just said...it made him so fucking incredibly hot. "I don' pull legs when it comes ta lovin', Sam. ..a fact your brother knows quite well."
"You mean... you... and him... and..." Sam was at a loss for words, his face getting redder by the second. He looked over at his younger brother, and, without really wanting to, realized that board shorts hid NOTHING. "Jesus, Rudy, put that thing away!"
Rude was feeling, in a word, frisky. Maybe even adventurous. He made sure he whispered only loud enough for Reno to hear. "You want a hall pass, make it count." Maybe it was the leftover adrenaline from the hour of surfing. Maybe it was the other leftover adrenaline from the water fight. Or maybe it was the way Reno's voice took on that tone, paired with the lustful flush to his skin.
Reno put one hand boldly on Sam's crotch. ..that wide, lazy, sensual grin growing even wider.
"Jesus... I..." Sam froze. His brother's... Rudy's... Reno was... All he could manage was to sit there and stare, his mouth opening and closing like a fish.
Rude moved off Reno, sitting with both his feet half buried in the sand, his knees up and apart and his arms draped at the elbows on his knees. A quick glance around showed that most people had either moved away from the trio or had left the beach entirely. Good.
"What, you don't like? Rude certainly does. ..I'm a Piano player's kid yo. I got good fingers."
"I..." Sam gulped. He could feel even the minutest twitch of Reno's fingers. "I can tell." He felt like a deer in headlights. On one hand, Reno was an awful attractive man who was very obviously attracted back. On the other hand, Reno was just that: a man. Sam had never really been interested in men. Sure, he appreciated beauty, but... On the other other hand, this was Rudy's HUSBAND. His little brother's husband.
"Ever heard of a hall pass, Sammy?" Rude broke out the childhood nickname, his tone teasing. He nodded to Reno, indicating that the redhead could continue.
Reno did just that.. . those nimble fingers had Sam out of his shorts faster than words could speak. ..soon all thoughts of just WHO and What Reno was would be flushed from Sam's mind by the feel of a soft, lush-lipped, and very talented mouth.
If Sam's eyes could get any wider, they would have. His mouth fell open, only a tiny whimpering sound coming from it. He was torn between looking down and watching himself disappear into the beautiful redhead, or watch his brother orchestrating this... this... whatever it was. "You've... you've been in Midgar too long, Rudy," he managed to gasp out of his suddenly dry mouth.
Rude shrugged. Whether it was the city itself or the redheaded product of its streets, Rude found the sight rather... nice, to put it gently. To put it bluntly? Fucking hot.
Reno's eyes rolled back as he tried to shrug his way out of the shorts while not letting go of the tasty bit in his mouth. .. he took Sam down into his throat, the muscles making a swallowing motion and twicthing around the head as his tongue seemingly did an acrobatic move to wrap itself fully around the failry impressive shaft. he then pulled up and slammed the cock back into his throat again, tongue moving but not letting go.
Sam couldn't breathe. He couldn't. It felt as if his eyes were going to explode out of his head. Jesus, Mary, Joseph, Bob... if Reno only did THAT with Rudy, he could see why his brother kept the redhead around. All he could do was grip the sand tightly and hang on for dear life.
Rude shifted closer, then closer still. His sunglasses hid his eyes from his brother, but he could tell Sam was getting a little uncomfortable with his ever closening presense.
Reno moaned. .able to feel the older man twiitching inside his mouth. ..he nipped gently, then bobbed up and down again, letting teeth scrape lightly as he moved, his fingers finding Sam's balls, kneading gently while he supported himself on his other arm.
Before Sam could push either of them away, Rude moved quickly, claiming his elder's lips with his own, swallowing down the cry of ecstacy as Sam released into Reno's mouth.
Reno swallowed down every drop, the muscles of his back and ass twitching as he he kneeled fully, his own arousal now quite obvious.
Rude slid away, releasing Sam's lips with a last lick to the upper and lower one.
"Ru-Rudolph!" There it was. The full name. Sam's voice was rather high pitched, almost to the point of hysteria. "You... and he... and... Jesus Christ... and... but... you're my brother... and... and in-law... and... fuck..."
Reno was groaning both names, wiggling his hips, he was PAINFULLY hard...hearing the moans and cries coming from his brother in law had been so extremely hot
Rude inched closer until he could breathe in Sam's ear. "Samuel," he said, voice holding a very slight, almost imperceivable sing-song to it. "I think he wants you to kiss him."
Sam jumped at Rude's words and the feeling of his brother's breath on his strangely sensitive ear.
"He's begging you, Sammy," Rude whispered again, painfully hard himself.
Reno took the initative, siezing Sam's lips himself while his ass wiggled quite becomingly in front of Rude. ..
Rude slid himself behind Reno, an arm wrapping around the redhead's chest to pull him flush against himself as Sam pulled himself almost frantically away.
"Reno!" Sam protested, panting, but not moving any further away. His eyes were wide as he took in his brother and his brother-in-law.
"Sammy," Rude's voice held that mild sing-song to it again. "You're not going to leave him like this, are you?" He brushed as much sand as he could off one hand, sliding it carefully down Reno's back and into his shorts. "See?" he asked, using a single finger to tease at Reno's entrance.
Reno let out a sound half-gasp half moan as his cheeks grew pink with heat...his muscles giving another twitch and with a sllight hitch that finger slid inside, eliciting another whimpering mewl. . .he was absolutely on fire.
There was no thought between Rude's words and Sam's action. He leaned forward, claiming Reno's lips as if he would consume him.
Rude slipped another finger into Reno, scissoring his fingers slightly.
Reno was moaning loudly into Sam's mouth, pushing back and forth onto Rude's fingers, he felt. .Gods, he had no idea how to even describe it, his brain was completely gone, he couldn't have cared less who was here right now, his entire body buzzing as if with electricity. .. .his eyes at half mast he wanted, NO NEEDED, more. ..he released his lips from Sam's only long enough to say "Take me...Gods, take me."
Rude's hands were quick, sliding Reno's board shorts down just enough to press himself into the redhead, slowly... so slowly. It was a delightful agony.
Sam's hands unconsciously went to Reno's face, holding the redhead there to be thoroughly kissed. God, that mouth... No matter where it was it felt absolutely WONDERFUL.
Reno was gasping. ..moaning ...shivering...he was so thoroughly on fire he had no ida even which way was up or down. ..his eyes rolling back into his skull with each thrust that drove his tounge deeper into Sam's mouth.
Sam's hands slid into Reno's hair, pulling slightly as he grasped the red spikes. Good god, was he getting hard again?
Rude wasn't worrying about waiting for, well, anything. He began quickly and efficiently thrusting into Reno, making sure to aim for that spot inside him at least 2 out of 3 times.
Reno's head tilted back as more soft mewling moans echoed from him, his pulse could be easily seen in the arteries at his throat...thud..thud-thud...thud.. occasionally skipping beats as the pleasure grew so intense it was almost sharp, almost cutting. ..his legs trembling as he fought to hold himself onto his knees. ..his whole body had become the same soft pink as his cheeks and the bridge of his nose, sweat dripping softly from his face as those elegant features contorted into a grimace of absolute lust-fire. ..his eyes screwed tight shut...cock weeping and seeking a friction he could not provide for himself due to needing both hands just to stay up.
Rude's hand was quick, shooting up to pull Sam's from the redhead's hair. "Here," he growled, setting his elder brother's hand on Reno's arousal. He saw Sam's eyes get wide, and interpreted correctly. "Just like you've done to yourself," he guided, helping to wrap Sam's hand around Reno and helping with the first few strokes.
Reno's breathing grew ragged. ..he was shaking all over...no way in HELL could he find a voice right now, if there was one way to shut the lithe redhaired Turk up it was to debauch him to the point where his brain shut off. ..and the two brothers were doing just that. ..all he could do was ride the tide of delirious passion out just as he'd ridden the waves earlier that day. ..limbs shivering like a newborn cuahl's. ..lips parting and forming a pert "o" of amazement. ..eyes sliding and then screwing shut.. ..his body rocking between the two.
Rude was fairly certain both Reno and Sam could hear his jaw pop as his mouth opened wide, a soundless scream from his throat as he released himself inside Reno.
Sam couldn't take his eyes away from where his hand connected with Reno's flesh. It was almost as if he were in a dream, a surreal world where nothing was what it seemed.
Reno did let out a loud, ringing cry as his body stiffened, then rocked. ... limbs spasming with the force of the climax as he sprayed Sam's hand. ..his eyes fluttering as his body tried to decide whether to simply shut down or not.
Rude pulled himself from Reno's still slightly spasming body, bending his neck to press featherlight kisses to his shoulders.
Sam blinked. He blinked again. He raised his hand, looking at the warm liquid covering it.
Shit. .shit yo. ..need. .need ta get cleaned up. .'salmost 2. ."
Sam?" Rude asked, his tone inquiring as to the okay-ness of his brother.
Sam, however, wasn't paying any attention to either of them. He looked at his hand, turning it over again and again... before sticking out his tongue to touch the fluid there. It was... salty. And not nearly as bitter as his past girlfriends had claimed.
Reno stood, on still rather shaky limbs, heading back toward the house, hoping they hadn't been seen. . .they had an hour before they were supposed to meet Tseng and Rufus to get their suits fitted, and he needed to clean up.
Sam's pupils were wide as he looked up at Rude. "Rudy?" he asked, his voice sounding small.
"Come on, Sam," Rude said, helping his brother stand. "We need to get cleaned up."
Reno turned back, taking Sam's other arm, the three of them beginning to make their way back. ..he just hoped he hadn't scarred the elder Urar child for life.
Sam was not being hystarical. He wasn't. He would not let this bother him. It was just him and two other guys 'enjoying' each other's company. So what if it was his brother and his brother's husband? He whimpered just a little.
"It's okay, Sammy," Rude whispered in his brother's ear. "There's nothing wrong... or dirty... or bad about anything... Really."
Reno whispered an apology...sometimes when the reptilian part of his brain took over it got him in trouble.
"No... NO!" Sam said, breaking away from the two to turn and face them. "It's... it's not you, Reno... it's just that..." He reached out his sticky hand towards Rude.
"It's me," Rude stated plainly. He knew that was going to be the problem.
"Still was me that instigated it. .an'.. ah shit. ..
"No, no, Reno..." Sam's sticky hand went through his hair, and he grimaced once he realized what he'd done. "It's not your fault... I... I was a willing participant and... well..."
Rude was silent. He really didn't know what to do when people started freaking out.
"Tell ya what, let's just go in, an' get cleaned up, an' we'll deal with it after the wedding rehearsel, Tseng'll have my ass if I don't get to it." He turned to add "And not in the PLEASENT way"
Sam nodded, falling as silent as his younger sibling. The fact that the splooge in his hair was making it stand even more straight up didn't seem to bother him. He could feel a Lady Macbeth moment coming later that evening.
Rude nodded, choosing not to touch his brother, but instead to just walk towards the house, surfboards under his arms.
Reno just hopes to God Eric didn't see that or none of them would hear the end of it.
"Well, isn't this convenient?" Eric muttered to himself from behind a rather large, conveniently placed bush. He waved a Polaroid picture in the air, waiting for it to finish developing like the others. Blackmail, anyone?
"Come on," Rude said, holding the door open when they got back to the house. "You take the shower first, Sam." It was the least he could do.
"Thanks," the eldest Urar said, his face strangely white.
Reno's senses suddenly buzzed as he caught a flash of dark hair in a nearby bush, he nodded in that direction, then looked at Rude.
Rude was far too concerned about Sam to worry about whatever Reno saw in the bush. Whatever it was, it could wait.
Reno shrugged, headed inside.. .just hoping it wasn't who he'd thought it was...and that it didn't explode in their faces later...of course he could dive into the bush and beat the person senseless, but Sam was main priority at the moment.
After Sam had shut the bathroom door, Rude just stood outside of it, staring at the door as if it would solve all of his problems.
Reno was shaky, nigh on to freaking himself as he resisted the urge to beat his head into the wall. ..Stupid. ..stupid. .stupid.. .the chant took itself up in his head.
Sam, meanwhile, had turned the water to its hottest setting, scrubbing at his skin as tears he didn't realize were falling dripped down his nose. Out, damn spot. Out, I say.
"I was so STUPID! I egged it on.. .SHIT!"
"Reno!" Rude barked, turning to face his partner. "What's done is..." he sighed. "Done. Sam will... he'll just have to come to terms with it. And we," he made sure to catch Reno's eyes for that part. "We will make sure it doesn't happen again."
Reno nodded, but his jaw tightened. .."I thought I saw Eric outside...what. ..what if he saw that. ..? shit. ..:
Eric chose that moment to step out of his bedroom at the end of the hallway. He took one look at the pair of Turks, then tsked. "You two aren't fucking in the shower again, are you?"
"No, we aren't, this time we have to get ready, we have a rehearsal to get to.
Eric snorted. "Rehersal? For what? A fucking queer ass ballet recital?"
Rude spoke evenly, his tone implying that he was NOT in the mood. "Fuck off, Eric."
"Wedding rehearsal, got a problem with that, jackass?"
"Who's getting married? More of your queer little butt buddies?" Eric was on a roll.
Reno had both fists curled...about ready to bust Eric's face. ..he dove the kid finally.pinning him down with added strength from his fury. "It's the leader of the Turks wedding if you must know. .and if he heard you call him queer, you'd likely be dead." ..
"Reno!" Rude barked. He was moving before he even realized it. Regardless of how much he disliked his little brother, Eric was just that. And his instincts told him to protect the twerp, even from his husband. Rude's hands landed on Reno's shoulders, pulling the redhead off Eric with ease.
Reno gave Rude a sharp look. ..one that said he was more pissed off than anyone could imagine, and stormed outside. ..
Until he found a photo stuck to his chest. ..one that caused his face to go sheet white. ..
Eric laughed, the sound hollow. "Thanks, bro."
Rude picked Eric up by his shoulders, half pushing, half throwing the boy towards the end of the hallway. "Don't fucking talk to him anymore." It was a command, one that didn't allow for any dissent from anyone.
"Rude.. ." he called softly. ..anger gone, replaced by shock.
"Not. Now." Rude's voice told of his barely held back anger. He was tired. Tired of Eric always causing trouble. Tired of Reno's ability to be goaded so easily into a pointless fight. Tired of trying to figure out how to deal with Sam's sudden shutting out of everyone. Tired of a lot of things.