the_merriest: (uhhhhh...)
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So Reno had humiliated himself fabulously and now Rikku and Reno were off for some good-old fashioned dirty time, involving that abandoned shack out in the woods. They'd made it there once and then completely screwed up having dirty time. But this time? They were totally going to the abandoned shack, and there was going to be dirty time.

No, really. The abandoned shack, out in the woods. She knew the way. They'd already been here once. They --

"How did we get lost!?"

(for the reno, who was modded with permission. this post is not going to be NWS, even if by some miracle they find the shack.)

Date: 2008-08-12 12:19 am (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Looking downward)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
"I dunno, I kinda beg to differ." Fine. She wasn't going to stop, then he was going to run and catch up. Again. "We were talkin' about Romeo and Doji, and it became about you and me, and you said I probably wasn't gonna marry, and ... What? What about that's got you walkin' away from me again?"

He didn't mean to put as much emphasis into again as he had, either.

But.

Date: 2008-08-12 12:36 am (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Back2)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
He caught up, pulled one hand from his pocket to rest against a tree while he made the motions of catching his breath.

And he shook his head. He didn't dare close his eyes. If he blinked, she'd be gone again.

"I don't get it," he said. Because the silence was deafening and he had to break it with something. "You got my loyalty and my love and I gave you my name, my own boss don't even know if I'm more yours or a Turk. And then we get into talkin' about someone else's proposal, and it ain't enough all over again."

Okay. Now he had to shut his eyes.

"I don't know what you want, yoto."

Date: 2008-08-12 12:50 am (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Back)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
Pretend.

Pretend, like nothing ever meant anything. Because that's what all of this has been. Right. Some kind of make-believe game. Pretend. Like what normal kids did when they lived normal fucking lives and didn't have to worry about eating or not.

He'd become spoiled by Fandom and turned into some kind of normal kid and now Rikku was accusing him of just... playing.

Good. Good to know.

"Tseng told me to pack my bags, a while back. Told me I was goin' back to Edge. That bein' here was stupid." Just fucking pretending. Yeah. "I asked him which fuckin' army was gonna drag me away."

Date: 2008-08-12 01:05 am (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Looking downward)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
Reno couldn't answer. He couldn't. Because he could hear that glimmer of hope in her voice and he was going to have to open his mouth and tell her that nothing could be farther from the truth, and he'd break her. And breaking her would break him. And this was why Reno wasn't allowed to have anything worth keeping.

Ever.

He chewed on his lip for a moment. Words. Words.

He wasn't allowed to have words, either. So he just tightened his fist against the tree trunk and tried like hell not to shake.

"It never works that way."

No, Reno. No words. Take them back.

Turk.

Date: 2008-08-12 01:19 am (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Looking Up)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
"One thing sayin' no when Tseng's bein' an ass outta spite. Another thing to say no when they need me. I can't. That's not what Turks are."

Tseng would come after Rikku with a gun. Clean shot. Between the eyes.

You can't say no to being a Turk.

Date: 2008-08-12 01:38 am (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Looking Up)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
"This ain't what it sounds like, Rikku."

It so, so wasn't.

"I'm not... not choosin' nothin' over anything. I don't have the choice."

Date: 2008-08-12 01:52 am (UTC)
raspberryturk: (So.)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
"No, that's not-" This wasn't working. Reno was failing at words. Badly. Again. Always. "Rikku, I don't get the choice when they need me back. Tseng'll drag me back himself if he has to."

Turk. For life. Or for the opposite. Either way.

Date: 2008-08-12 02:01 am (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Facepalmy as he is gonna get)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
Reno wanted to argue that point. He really, really did.

But the fight in him was leaving and he was just left with sting and cold.

"You deserve better," he agreed.

What was he?

Dirty. Right back to the blood and the dirt he was going to go, and she believed that she was just a stopover on the way. Dirty.

She said it herself. She deserved better. How could he argue that?

Date: 2008-08-12 02:29 am (UTC)
raspberryturk: (Turning Away)
From: [personal profile] raspberryturk
He didn't follow.

Not this time.

Because when it came down to comparing between what she deserved, what she wanted, and what he had to offer...

"I'd give myself to you just like that," he mumbled, pressing his forehead against the tree and not daring to speak loudly enough that she might hear, "if I was my own man to give."

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