Disclaimer: I do not own FFVII, the songs mentioned in this chapter or anything in this story actually.
Rufus insisted on drinking in a rundown bar in lower Junon. He'd said something about being sick of the higher classy bars.
Reno being unable to talk Rufus out of his insanity had forced Rufus to at least change his clothes. Instead Rufus now sported black cargo pants, a white tank top, and a worn black leather coat. to complete the outfit he wore a black bandana Rambo style on his forehead. Rufus for some reason had wanted to wear a red one but Reno had refused point blank. He'd said red signified a particular gang where as black was neutral. The idea afterall was for Rufus to look like he belonged to a gang but not any particular one. Reno really didn't feel like getting into a gang fight.
Reno had dressed in a similar fashion only instead of the bandana he kept his goggles. Rufus had tried talking him into wearing a bandana as well but Reno flat out refused saying the goggles were a part of him.
Reno had also allowed Rufus to keep his gun so long as he hid it in his cargo pants. He himself kept his Electro-mag rod in it's collapsed form in his leather coat. After all Lower Junon bars were known to be quite dangerous. Actually most bars in Junon were dangerous because soldier got rowdey or because of gangs.
Arriving at the bar Reno chose a table in the corner and sat with his back to the wall so he could see what was going on all around him. Rufus took the seat across from Reno. He trusted Reno enough to have his back should the need arise.
A waitress appeared minutes later to take their drink orders. "I'll 'ave a scotch on the rocks n' 'ell 'ave a martini yo." Reno said as he sent a smirk in Rufus's direction. Nodding the waitress left.
Rufus quirked an eyebrow, "What's with the accent?"
Shrugging Reno replied, "When I'm around people 'ho are from the same background as me, it kinda slips out. 'Sides it 'elps me blend in more. Slum rats like me can tell when someone desn't belong yo."
"You're not a slum rat Reno. I suppose though to avoid unwanted attention I'll keep everything on the down low. Word." with that Rufus struck a funny punk pose.
"Ugh Rufus!" Reno groaned.
Laughing Rufus replied, "Relax I was kidding.
Seconds later the waitress returned with their drinks and chuckling to herself. "Here's your drinks. And uh honey, if I were you I seriously would not do that ever again unless you want to get beat up." Next she turned to Reno, "You are a complete hottie" and with a wink she was gone.
Reno laughed at Rufus and chugged his drink. "I'll be back I wanna get a 'ole bottle yo."
Rufus waved him away with a wave of his hand.
45 minutes later
"So why'd ya wanna come out and get drunk you're still on your first drink. You've barely even sipped it yo."
"I never said I wanted to get drunk. I said I wanted you to come drinking with me. Although you'll be drunk far before me. I'm surprised you're not drunk yet actually. You know I never actually saw you drunk before." Rufus said almost to himself.
" 'eh takes a lot to get me drunk. I prolly would 'ave let myself at the company party last year but I was on duty. Thank the gods I stayed sober! 'ho knew Tseng made such an amusing drunk yo." Reno snorted as he downed his 5th glass.
Chuckling Rufus said, "or that he actually knew the lyrics to 'We're Walking on Sunshine' and 'Living La Vida Loca'."
"Too bad 'e couldn't sing to save 'is life yo." Reno laughed as he sipped at his 6th shot.
Frowning Rufus began to think. 'Reno's been acting off all night. It was far to easy to get him to come out drinking. Now he's drinking an unhealthy amount…urmm not that any amounts healthy actually. 6 drinks in an hour could damage someone.'
"What's eating you Reno? We're only an hour in and already you've drank as much as you normally would in an entire nights time." Rufus questioned.
Sighing Reno set his now empty glass aside. "Guess I'm just celebrating the demise of you're dad yo." He replied.
"There's more to it than that. You've looked troubled ever since we left Midgar." Rufus pointed out.
Shaking his head Reno replied "It's nothing yo."
"Now come on you can tell me what's eating you." Rufus pressed.
Looking Rufus squarely in the eyes Reno reiterated, "It's nothing yo!"
Holding up his hands in mock surrender Rufus said, "Fine, but if you feel the need to talk, please know I'm here.
A silence then passed over the two. It was interrupted a short time later by the waitress coming back to see if either needed anything.
"I'll take another martini thank you." Rufus replied while smiling at the waitress.
"I'll 'ave some water yo."Reno piped up.
"Sure thing cutie." The waitress said with another wink thrown Reno's way.
After the waitress had left Rufus looked at Reno and asked, "Why's she after you and not me? She's kind of hot and I wouldn't mind tapping that."
Reno snorted while trying to hold back a surprised look from hearing Rufus speak like that. "You're drinking a martini for starters. Also us slum rat pick up 'ho don't belong yo."
Rufus shook his head. It really was to bad she was hot. "You want her then?"
Reno just smiled as the waitress returned. She was bright red and after quickly setting the drinks down she hurried off.
"Not 'er. I got a woman 'ere in Junon. Pertty lil' thing. Rule number 1 with womem. If you 'ave more n' one make sure they'll never meet, yo." Reno smirked at Rufus.
"So true" Rufus grinned back.
"What do you want yo?" Reno asked the man who had slunk up to the table behind Rufus.
"My buddies 'n I were wondering why in the hell you were impersonating the Flying eagles." the man snarled.
"impersonate…?" began Reno. It was then he took in the guys clothes. He too wore cargo pants, a white tank top, and a leather coat. Atop his head sat a pair of goggles.
You're shitting me right yo?" Reno asked.
"No." with that the man threw a punch at Rufus's head. Rufus had ducked and Reno jumped up from the table grabbing the man's arm as it sailed towards his head. He then twisted the man's arm and sent him crashing through the table.
The man's friends had stood and joined the fight at this time as well. Rufus landed a rather nice roundhouse kick to a young man with dark brown hair. Within minutes all hell broke loose in the bar. You couldn't even tell who was fighting who anymore. At one point Rufus very nearly clocked Reno upside the head with a chair. Reno wasn't quite sure how Rufus had confused him with someone else as he was the only one with fiery red locks in the bar.
About 20 minutes into the fight the Junon police finally made an appearance. Rufus and Reno had ducked out of the bar undetected. If Rufus were caught at a bar brawl the paparazzi would have a field day. It had nothing to do with the fact Tseng woull kill Reno.
"That was fun yo!" Reno exclaimed.
"Reno you don't need that damned accent anymore." Rufus pointed out frowning.
"Oh yeeah I kinda forget ya know. Cause it's so natural for me n' all." Reno explained.
"Forget it we need to return home. I need to be up at 700 hours tomorrow, which means you do too." Rufus smirked. Reno just groaned and they headed off to Rufus's apartment.
A/N: i was going to originally pick a specific accent for Reno's slum accent but decided better of it. I'll let you interpert it as you would like to. Yo was added to show his manner of speaking is a lot choppier. i don't normally put yo on but it works to show the difference when he speaks differently.
As for the 6 shots in 1 hour, it's entirely possible. (tho i dunno you might be tipsy) Not healthy at all and i wouldn't suggest it but it's possible. I actually had 6 in 1/2 an hour...but ya lemme tell you i couldn't stand let alone see straight. so lesson here is drinking to get drunk is bad kiddies. (tho don't worry Reno'll be fine as you'll see next chapter)
I apologize for getting this up so late i really haven't got much of an excuse. it's been written for 2 weeks or so now, i just didn't get a chance to type it up. i blame it on stress at work even tho really i'm just lazy.
one last note. this chapter came out far different than i had originally planned. i had it all mapped out in my head but alas per usual when i went to write it down, my hand had a mind of it's own. Thusly you got this. Tho this is like the third way i wrote it as well. Tis also the longest. :P
please feel free to critique, flame or leave a nice review. i wont be upset from critiques or flames. tho nice reviews will get a nice freshly baked chocolate chip cookie. ;)
updated for minor spelling errors. cut me some slack please i ten to post at 2 a.m. or so.