Rufus awoke to the banging of the door. He looked at the clock on the bed table to his right, and climbed to his feet. 'Who the hell could it be at one thirty in the morning,' he thought. He opened the door to the girl who had welcomed him into the neiborhood, and a very famlier, grining, red-head.
"Reno! What the hell are you doing here at this hour?!" Rufus demanded. Reno brushed past Rufus, like he owned the place. "Oh, I was just walkin' Onya home, and thought I'd drop by," Reno grined, flopping down in the nearest chair. Rufus gave me a sideway's glance. "Miss Kassadeemya, I realy must protest the company you keep," he said, trying to hide a grin, but failing misaribly. "Then who'd keep you company?" Reno joked. "That's Onya," I cut in, "and I protest the company I keep all the time, but he just keep's comimg back!" I joked. Rufus glared at Reno, "I still have that shotgun, Reno," he said, crossing his arms. Reno quickly shut up.
"You've gotta shotgun?" I exclamed, "KEWL! Let me see it!" Rufus puffed out his chest and smirked, "Well......alright," He said, he opened his closet, and pulled out the same shotgun he used to fight Cloud Strife with, twelve long year's ago. Reno reached over, and snatched it out of Rufus' hand's, pretending to aim at a punching bag in the corner.
At the house across the street, light's flickered on as a shot rang out through the neighborhood. "Reno! What the fuck are you doing?!" Rufus' voice soon followed. "Heh, I knew he would," I burst out laughing. After calming Rufus down, before he murdered Reno, I told him about the conversation that took place in Tifa's bar. After a few minute's of uneasy silence, Rufus offered to help. Reno told him to be at Reeve's office, on the 72nd floor, at three thirty. "He'll be late," Reno whispered as we left. It was around two thirty when Reno dropped me off in front of my house. "Night," I said, turning to go inside. Reno grabbed my arm and spun me around. "What, no goodnight kiss?" He grinned, slipping a hand under my chin.
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