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[googles_master]

Who: Reno and Bobby
When: After Reno speaks with Raphael, during the later evening
Where: Next to the river to the north of Reno's shack
Rating: PG-13?
Warnings: Possible cussing? XD;
Summary: A boy seems to be lost and afraid and Reno sets out to help him out

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[demonic_boy]

The blond boy sat on one of the larger rocks, his legs dangling down, making him look somewhat smaller than he actually was. He'd watched the few monsters he'd seen with some interest...maybe things wouldn't be so boring around here after all. Still, best not to get overzealous.

At the sound of someone calling him, Bobby lifted his head and looked in the direction that it had come from, blue eyes settling on the redhead approaching him.

"A-ah," he stammered with an expertly-crafted nervous expression, "Y-yes, I'm Bobby. You're...Reno?"

[googles_master]

Ah-Ha! Bingo, baby.

Man, sometimes, he loved himself. ...Even if it had taken him half an hour to find the kid.

"Yeah, that would be me, yo." He answered, a wide grin on his face. "Nothin' ta fear now, kid, no one's goin' ta hurt ya with me here, yo." He garanteed, a proud look in his eyes.

Hehe, he loved to be the kids' hero. ...Even if for a long time, he really hadn't.

[demonic_boy]

Really, this man was so full of himself, it practically radiated from him. Bobby wondered if he had any bite at all to back up that tremenous bark. Biting back a grin, he hopped down from the rock.

That, however, turned out to be a bit of a mistake. Despite the fact that he used his slight limp from his never-quite-mended broken leg as a way to garner sympathy, the damn thing did actually hurt somewhat at the moment. So, in landing on it, he gave a short cry and fell to his hands and knees instead, gritting his teeth. Stupid! Though...all the more realistic, he supposed. Going with it, he let his eyes water up and he sat back, looking up at Reno almost expectantly.

[googles_master]

Reno's smile faded almost immediately as he ran to the kid after seeing him fall and hear his cry. He bent down next to him and looked at his leg, frowning.

"...That doesn't look good." He said, and turned his head to look at the boy's eyes. "But don't worry, I'll take you to safety. Can you hold on to me?" He asked, knowing fully well that it would be better to just pick Bobby up and take him home to take a look at his leg, not letting him walk all the way.

[demonic_boy]

"It's...it's okay," he said in a slightly quavering voice, "It's an old injury. It just...hurts sometimes. I-it's my mistake."

Ah, this was too easy. There wasn't the slightest bit of suspicion in the redhead's eyes.

Rolling to his side slightly, he reached out to take Reno by one shoulder, pulling himself over a bit. "I-I can hold onto your back. If...if that's okay."

[googles_master]

"Hey..." Reno started, looking at the other with serious, maybe a bit sad eyes. "Old Injuries don't have ta be yer mistake, kid. Yer too young for these things ta be just a mistake of yours." He said and helped him up, nodding at his question, a warmer smile coming to his lips.

"Sure, hold on tight, yo." He said, bending down and turning his back to the other, so he would easily hold onto his back and neck.

[demonic_boy]

"Ah...I suppose you're right," he murmured, pulling himself up onto Reno's back and loosely wrapping his arms around the redhead's neck. The thought occurred to him that it would be simple...almost ridiculously simple, really, to kill the man here and now. All it would take would be one sharp shift of his arms, and his neck would be broken.

Nah, that wasn't nearly as fun, Bobby thought wickedly. Too quick. Too clean. Where was the fun in that? He'd play with him first.

Plus, there was a nagging feeling in the back of his mind that death might not work the same way here as it did in the real world. Too risky. He would have to learn more before he could do a thing.

"Th-thank you, Reno."

[googles_master]

"It's alright, kid." He said and smiled as he lifted the boy up easily, starting to walk down the path, next to the river.

"So, what happened to that leg of yours?" He asked, eyes identifying some points in the darkness so he could find his way back home again.

[demonic_boy]

"Oh, well..."

He grimaced slightly, more out of remembrance of the injury than the injury itself. He'd never forgive that little bitch Jennifer for causing his fall...nor for the death of his brother and mother, at that. God help her if she ever showed her face in this place.

"...It was three years ago, back home. Our mansion had a clock tower on it, and I was playing with my new sister there--my mother adopted her, so she wasn't really my sister, but...ah, sorry, I'm getting off track. She didn't like me very much. We were playing up there and she did something really mean, and I fell from the railing, all the way down," he said quietly, as though hurt to say it. He debated cranking up the waterworks, but decided against it for now. Usually the story alone was enough to make people pity him. And anything to slander that stupid girl that he'd failed to kill.

[googles_master]

Reno's eyes narrowed.

There always had to be a black sheep in the family, right?

"See?... It wasn't yer fault." Reno simply answered, as he kept walking, eyes set on the way.

Poor kid. It had to be tough, living like that because of a sister who didn't know about fraternity, it seemed.

The thought made Reno innerly sigh. He missed his family, now that he thought of it, the Turks. Even the boss-man. He missed them all.

"Ya will be safe, don't worry 'bout anythin', yo."

[demonic_boy]

Bobby could sense the slight change in Reno's attitude upon his telling of the story, and he bit the inside of his cheek to keep from chuckling. Hook, line, and sinker; as always.

"I...I guess so," he murmured, slumping his head slightly against the redhead's shoulder. "Thank you for protecting me, Reno."

[googles_master]

The red-haired Turk made a small smile, innerly rather proud of himself. Not many had thanked him around here, had them?

"Hey, don't mention it, yo." He said with a warm smile, his legs always moving until he saw, by the end of the hill, his shack.

There they would certainly be safe.

[demonic_boy]

The boy looked up as they approached the shack, and his eyebrow lifted a little distastefully. Not exactly the lap of luxury, was it? Oh well, it didn't seem as though there was much room to be picky here. Maybe he'd have the chance to explore a little later, given that Reno wouldn't be too overprotective. That always was the downside to swaying people to his side.

"I was a ways away, wasn't I?" he said, "I'm sorry to have made you go so far out of your way to find me."

[googles_master]

Reno kept his smile.

"Hey, it was me who wanted ta catch ya, yo. No need ta say yer sorry." He said, taking the boy on his back as he went down the hill and finally got to the shack's door, opening it easily.

"I'm home!" He called, if someone was inside to listen.

But, as he was quick to realise, no one was there.

Bending down then, he tried to move Bobby gently to the floor, to close the door after and look at his leg.

[demonic_boy]

"Do you live with someone?" Bobby asked, propping himself up against the wall and twisting his right leg slightly. It still ached a bit, but it seemed to have mostly faded for now. Still, he made himself grimace for show, and he placed his hands on either side of the leg as though cradling it.

[googles_master]

"With many someones, in fact." Reno answered.

Well, to be true, he didn't know anymore. He hadn't seen Naminé or Zack for a while, the same applied to Lust. Matt and Near hadn't been around to eat latelly, even though they didn't live there, and Michael was no where to be found.

But heh.

"But apparently no one is home." Reno added, closing the door and moving back to the boy. "How is your leg?"