Chapter 7: Bitter Liquor Kisses

"Right there baby." Revy moaned in her sleep. She awoke from her naughty erotic dream with a horrible pounding headache. This hangover was the worst she'd had in a long time; she had hit the booze extra hard the previous night. She needed a little help forgetting the disgusting image she saw the previous day. She checked the clock by her bed, noon again. She stumbled into the office and took some Advil. The gunman sat on the couch and surveyed the room, all blurry shapes and colors for the most part. She looked to a large black form she assumed to be her boss. "Dutchy, tell me there's nothing to do today." She groaned.

"Lucky for you, it's another jobless day. You drank all the beer last night plus a full bottle of rum. At this rate, you'll become a problem drinker in no time." The captain shook his head at his hired gun.

"Most of your voice was like the teacher from Charlie Brown. Give me a break captain, yesterday was a shitty day." She did another sweep over the room to find a shape that vaguely resembled Rock. She saw a vomit bright blur that could only have been Benny's shirt, but no sign of anything that could be a business shirt. "Hey, where's that fucker?"

"Rock didn't come back all day, and he isn't answering the phone." Dutch replied "It's unbecoming for an employee to be late. I'm actually a bit worried."

"He's probably still with his fucking whore." Revy grumbled. Anyone who didn't know any better would have heard the hurt feelings in her voice, but they didn't know any better did they?

"You really think Rock, of all people, had sex with Eda?" Dutch rolled his eyes. He went with Eda because she blind sighted him. No, Dutch had a bad feeling in his gut about Rock not showing up. Not once was the business man ever late, probably a side effect of being a corporate zombie for so long. This was a feeling he had felt in Vietnam just before wandering into Viet Cong territory. Something was definitely wrong. "I'm going to look around for him."

"You do that; I'll just be lying here." Revy sighed and laid back on the couch. She fell into a daze from the bright sunlight and the pulsating in their head. Time didn't exist as she took rode her coaster of pulsating loud light. Rock, Eda, Jack Daniels, all swirled around in a torrent cesspool of migraine vomit purple. Machine pistols, shotguns, assault rifles, blood, money, blood money, she couldn't hold any of her thoughts in place. Pain was the only consistent. Somewhere along the line she had made her way to the bathroom to vomit up all the colors inside her head.

"Damn it, where are you man?" Dutch had meanwhile been asking all around the Lagoon building for any hide or hair of his negotiator. Many mentioned brief glimpses of the business man, but nothing he could use to find him. Part of him though that he was just being paranoid, but he pressed on. He never ignored an instinct and damn well was not about to start.

"Hey, you alright?" Bayard shook the unconscious man roughly. The young gunsmith had just gone out for a stroll when he stumbled across this unconscious Asian man in a dirty alleyway. The stranger gave no response to him. He shook the stranger harder. "Wake up? Are you dead?" He put two fingers to the hapless man's neck. "Damn it! Someday I need to learn how to take a pulse. Bayard shook with all his might finally getting a stir out of the man.

"Mmmm, what happened? Where the fuck am I?" Rock mumbled as he came too. His eyes were assaulted by the repugnant smell of garbage and the intense rays of the sun. His head was killing him and he struggled to keep the world in focus. He pushed shakily to his feet and looked upon the blurred speck that was talking to him. He shook his head and the image came into focus; standing before him was the man he had seen a few days ago at that new gun shop.

"Hey, you look familiar. Wait……you're……Rock right? You were with Mr. Dutch when he visited my shop. What the fuck were you doing on the ground?"

"Someone must have clipped me from behind."

"That wallet must be yours. I'm guessing it'll be empty. " He motioned to the item at the business man's feet. Rock picked up his wallet finding that it was indeed emptied of all his money. He cursed himself for being so careless and carrying so much money on him in this neighborhood. The rest of the details came flooding into his mind; he had gone on a "date" with Eda, she had kissed him, and he had rejected her because of Revy. And that was…..yesterday?

"What day is it?"

"Wednesday."

"Fuck, I was out for the entire night. Revy must think that me and Eda……oh shit! I need to back." He panicked. He took two steps forward and collapsed. The hit man caught him and helped him to his feet.

"Calm down. You're going to be stiff for a while." Bayard said

"You don't understand; if I don't get back soon, I am fucked."

"Alright, I'll help. C'mon." He looped Rock's arm around his shoulders and helped him walk. Luckily, the Lagoon was just down the street from his shop. He leaned the business man against the door frame and pounded on the door. The blond tech from the other day answered the door.

"You're that gun shop kid…….damn it what happened to him." Benny noticed his Japanese friend looking quite worse for the wear. "Rock, are you okay?"

"I'll be fine. Some asshole knocked me over the head and took my money." Rock replied weakly

"Revy thought you had slept with Eda. Lucky for you, you just got robbed." The blonde relied jokingly. He helped Rock into the building. The business man saw Revy asleep on the couch looking rather sick. "She got smashed last night when you didn't come back. She'd never admit it, but she was insanely jealous. I can only imagine the hangover she has. Dutch's intuition was dead on; he's scouring the area for you."

"Just help me over to the couch. I need to rest."

"The couch…….are you crazy?" The tech exclaimed

"I think he knows exactly what he's doing." Bayard laughed lightly. "I think I should be going."

"Thanks for finding him." The hit man gave a polite nod and made his exit. Roanapur was an interesting city, that was for sure. "Mr. Dutch, I found something that belongs to you." He said as he saw the man coming from the other direction.

"What's that?" The captain gave an inquisitive look

"You'll see." He replied

"Hmm, weird kid." Dutch found his belonging in the form of his negotiator curled up on the couch with Revy. The black man shook his head amusedly. "I'll ask them about it later."

"Yellow Flag?" Benny asked

"Sure." Revy had had enough booze.

"Mmmm." Revy awoke feeling much better. Her head ache was gone and the pounding colors had stopped. Her tired eyes met with another set. She knew those dark brown eyes very well.

"Hey, Revy." He said weakly

"Rock, what the fuck?" She demanded tiredly

"Looked like you needed some company."

"Seems like we've both had a shitty day. Eda doesn't give good head?" The gun man said in a bitter tone.

"I got robbed on my way home. I….left the date early." He replied

"Was that kiss satisfying?" She asked non-challante

"You saw that….fuck. She kind of blind sighted me with that." He stammered nervously

"Rock, what the fuck is this? What the fuck is this between us?" She took a deep breath. "Look, I am not good at this. I'm a fucked up person, Rock. I need to know that you can handle that."

"Revy, we've been through a lot. I can handle it."

"Can you? You are the only person who I have ever really let in, and I don't even know why. That day on the sub, I've never told anyone. If I let you in, I need to know that you won't pull away. I really like you, Rock."

"I like you too Revy. You think I'm not fucked up? My family was apathetic toward me and I was a corporate bitch all my life. Getting kidnapped was one of the first few times I've felt alive. I've been repressed for my entire life. It's a good thing you came along; I'd have eventually gunned down everyone in that goddamn office. My fucking superiors would be at the top of my list." He gritted his teeth

"Holy shit. I should have expected these thoughts from the man who decided to torpedo a helicopter." She smiled sadly "So, we're both incredibly fucked up people. I've never had a real relationship before."

"Neither have I." He wrapped his arms around the gun slinger causing her to lurch in surprise. She froze in place as he held her gaze. "I want you Revy."

"That's all I needed, dumbass." She smiled and inched her face toward his. Expectedly, she was making the first move. Her lips connected with his sending a shudder through both of them. Rock tasted the bitterness of rum on her lips. He was surprised when she thrust her tongue into his mouth, but not displeased. He should have expected her to be rough from the start; it was Revy after all. Their lips disconnected leaving them both panting. "Oh, fuck yeah." She crashed her lips onto his again allowing him to savor the bitter sweet sensation again. This time he was more active and pushed his tongue against hers. She gave a throaty moan and wrapped her arms tightly around him. She wanted, no needed him to be as close as physically possible.

"Revy." He met her with a third bitter kiss, then a forth, then a fifth. He lost count of how many times they kissed. Bitter, sweet, nauseating, and delicious blended together in an irresistible way. Finally, they were too tired to continue. "We should sleep." He yawned

"Not on this fucking couch. Come to my room." Revy climbed over Rock and staggered to her feet. She extended her hand helping him to his feet. "That was not a request, by the way." They supported each other as they made their way to her room. She climbed into bed and smiled at him. "Right here baby." She patted the spot next to her. He spooned up behind her and buried his face in her hair.

"Not such a bad day all." He said tiredly

"You said it."

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AUTHOR NOTE: Imagine their children.

I promise that things get exciting after this. A new job is in store for the Lagoon.

Yes, there will be a sex scene.

The writing in chapter 5 certainly came out Sawyer/OC. I decided to go with that pairing even though I am usually against pairing characters with outside characters. Sawyer is not a main character, so it can work. I promise it won't be stupid.

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