Unwanted Memories[Remi]

Reno was almost regretting taking up the bet with Remi. Almost. From the moment he had gotten out of bed today, he had felt the strong urge of having a smoke. No matter how much gum he chewed or lollipops he threw in his mouth to distract himself with, none of that seemed to lessen his current torture. God damn, maybe he should've jsut told the girl about his healing ability, and flat out explained that smoking in reality had no effect on his health. Why hadn't he though? Had he just wnated to be nice, was he bored out of his mind at the moment? Or did he just want an excuse to annoy and hang around her more? Hell if he knew, he did stupid shit all the time without any good reason really. Well, as much as this little bet was slowly driving him insane, he didn't regrett it. He enjoyd Remi's food, and her company despite her over-motherly nature, it added to her charm.
He sighed loudly to himself as he felt his hand twitch again inside of his pockets, resiting the urge to slam his head against a wall. A drink or two was sure to help this, he thought lazily while pushing through the doors to the bar.

Remi wasn’t slightly buzzed anymore. She's been buzzed about an hour ago. Everytime we glass was empty the bartender was giving her another. Some guy kept buying her a drink and she wasn't even paying him as much attention as she would if she were sober. She laughed, looking at him and giving him a small push. "I don’t drink, you know, b-but when I do I—" Remi broke out into giggles. "I only drink t get into trouble." She flirted, smiling at him. Remi picked up the beer and tipped it back.

"Babe, there ya are!" the cheerful voice of Reno suddenly popped up. The redhead plopped down on the seat between Remi and the guy. "I was wondering where ya ran off too," he smiled, wrapping an arm around Remi's shoulder while giving turning his head to look at the man on his other side. The guy was giving him a dirt look, surely about to tell him to buzz off, but stayed quiet at the sudden dark look the redhead gave him. "Thanks for keeping her company, let me take over from here," he said in what sounded like a friendly way, while his eyes dare the guy to make the wrong move. With that said, the man cursed quietly to himself left.
Scoffing a bit, Reno turned his attention back to Remi, removing his arm from her shoulders. To say he was surprised when he spotted the blonde drunk flirting with some random guy, would an understatement.
"Didn't take you for the drinking type," he muttered, ordering a beer for himself.

Remi felt giddy at the sight of Reno. Her stomach starting flipping and she suddenl adjusted herself so that she looked more attractive before smiling at him. She didn't wen look at the man as Reno scared him away. He was the only thing she was looking at now. Remi started giggling when Reno's familiar body sits beside her. "Mmm-mm-hmm!" She confirms. "Drinking is only for trouble, and I don’t do it." She giggled again. "Wait, I’m drinking now." Remi pointed out before moving closer to Reno. She put her elbow on the bar and faced him. "I only drink one time a year, I think. And it’s only for anniversary." Remi put her hand on Reno's arm. "Why did you scare him away? He was s-so nice."

Reno stared blankly at the girl, not so amused as he thought he'd be in a sitation like this. He snorted at her words, slurping on his drink while mentally debatting with himself wether he should let her continue drwoing herself in alcohol or dragg her out of there.
He had been facing elsewhere during Remi's little speech, but looked straight back at her as she mentioned an 'anniversary'. He narrowed his eyes a bit, starting to get the idea as to why she had decided to get wasted. "Ok, you've clearly had enough for tonight," he sighed, carefully removing the glass from her hand out of her reach. His eye twitched slightly when asked about the other guy, patting her that she had placed on his arm gently. "Yeah of course he was."

Remi found herself feeling disappointed when he took her drink from her, murmuring a small, "No.." When it’s gone. "At least he would let me drink. Who's being motherly now, hmm?" She smiled. Remi wasn’t as guarded as she normally is. Her mind is in a million places at once and she suddenly feels the urge to be physically close to someone. That person would have to be Reno. "You took it, you ruined everything. How am I supposed to mourn when you take my drink from me? Ashley would hate me forever probably. More than she does, she hates me. She hates me even from heaven she hates me so much and all I did was be the best sister I could be with her and then she just left! She just left me and what hell am I supposed to do now?" Remi demanded, glaring at Reno before swiping his drink. "Fine." She barked. "I'll just drink yours."

Reno ignored her protests, telling the bartender to stop serving the girl any more to drink when he was just about refill her glass. He dismissively mumbled out a 'yeah, yeah' when she accused him of being the motherly one this time around, only a bit annoyed that their roles seemed to have reversed. Otherwise, she could keep calling him names or whatever her drunk mind might come up with. She was not drinking anymore tonight, and that's final.
Just as he was about stand up and pull her along, she (unsurpsingly) went off on another ramble of hers. Only this time, he found himself frozen on the spot as he took in what she said, his stern expression softening in sympathy for the girl.
"Woa-HEY!" he burst out, taing back the drink form her before could drink up too. "Urgh, there goes my chance of gettign wasted," he mutterd, standing up and pulling her along, paying for both of their drinks before starting to lead them towards the exit.

Remi moved with the drink as Reno moved it way until it was gone. This was the precise reason why Remi didn’t drink. She couldn’t hold her alcohol for shit and despite what her mind is telling he, she hates alcohol. Remi didn’t hear what Reno had fully said, she just heard "wasted" and perked up. "Wait, we can be wasted together, Reno. Come on!" She pulled him but he was escorting her out. "No, I don’t wanna leave yet!" Remi whirled, facing the bar as it became a distant memory. "No—no! Reno lemme go!" She decided that being aggressive wasn’t going to be effective so she takes hold of his shoulders. "Please can we stay? Please, please? I'll be good I promise." She gave him an innocent smile.

Reno flat out ignored the looks they were given, more than used to situations like this one. Normally, he would be one wasted and whinning after more alcohol to drink, but unlike this lady here he could hold his liquir pretty damn well. It was very rarely he'd need someone else to escort him out.
He sighed again when took hold of his shoulders, starting grow a little annoyed. This isn't like him at all, suddenly going out of his way for someone he really held no responsability over. But the mere thought of leaving Remi here alone at her current state, just didn't sit well with him...
I'm becoming to soft, he thought as stared down at her face, the innocent smile having no effect on him. "Remi," he said sternly, seeizng her hands in his. "That's enough."

The last time Remi had been drunk on anniversary she was at a bonfire with her friends. There everyone had already been wasted, so it wasn't as if she was the only one. Some friend held their alcohol better than others, and if she wasn’t drinking she was smoking marijuana, which, last year she had been doing. But she didn’t condone either of these things so doing it now was counterproductive. But she had nothing else to do, so she did it anyway. Devastation washes over her face when Reno's face declared he wasn’t going to obey any of her suggestions. Remi wasn’t told no by her friends, her parents, but not we friends. Especially guys. Remi narrowed her eyes at him, giving hi the dirtiest look she probably isn’t even aware she can make. "Fine." She snatched her hands free from him. She's just make a break for it.

Reno's expression didn't change, not even with the surprising dirty and dark look she gave him before she decided to make a run for it. Oh no you don't, he thought, reaching out grabbing hold of her once again before she made it too far. Deciding that enough was enough, he turned her back around to face him, and then rather effortlessly lifted her up and threw her on his shoulder. Waving casually at their 'audience' they had manged to recive during the little scene, he walked out of the bar.
"Now which damn room did you have..." he mutterd out once outside, asking himself more than her. Tadashi knows, maybe he'd run into the guy if he was lucky enough.

Remi tried to fight against Reno but just as she had begun she had already been tossed over his shoulder and was outside of the bar. "Do you have superpowers?" She asked with a gasp. "That was so fast!" She insisted. It’s once she’s out of the bar she’s realize that he’s not going to leave her be. "Why don’t you just go home? Why are you even worrying about me? Go somewhere else." She huffed waving her hand dismissively. Remi tried to push against Reno's back and slide down but she couldn't seem to break free from his grasp in the first place. "You don’t even know what it’s like." She mumbled to herself. "Just leave me alone." Remi couldn’t seem to wrap her head around reality, and the swaying on Reno's shoulder was making her kind of nauseous. She could fix that. She fixed it before. Remi raised one of her hands to heal her tummy, but the light on her hand rose, then switched off as if it were a light bulb. "No!" She whined in clear disappointment, banging a fist on Reno's back and deciding it was his fault, so se kept hitting his back.

How much did this girl even drink!? Reno thought with growing annoyance, trying to avoid getting kicked in the face. Groaning, he grabbed hold of her legs, making sure she couldn't swing them around any more than they were already doing. And then of course she had to start pushing against his back to, but he had been expecting that. And luckily, it didn't really hurt that much, hell it more tickled than hurt actually. That is an excellent fucking question, he thought dryly to her question, unable to give a good answer himself to why he cared so much. Ok sure, he could admit to liking the girl, but Reno wasn't considered to be the 'caring type', for various reasons. He is still surprsied to why he had botherd saving that little genius of brat a couple of years ago.
"You don’t even know what it’s like."
Reno's expression turned empty at those words, and began slowing down, barely even realising it when had stopped moving completley. He cursed under his breathe, putting her back down her feet infront of him. But he didn't let her go, and instead moved his hands to grabb hold her arms firmly, not hard enough to hurt, but it kept her in place. "I know exactly what it's fucking like."
His expression was stern, cold as he said this, the pale blue eyes of his starign directly in hers. And yet, there was understadning in his gaze. Something sad and longing, and so very lonely.
Reno sighed after a moment of silence, his hands sliding down from Remi's arms as he finally let her go. Muttering to himself he took a few steps away, turning half way away from her while rubbing the back of his head. He really did understand, so damn much it actully hurt.

Remi wasn’t fully aware that she had been put down to her feet until Reno held her steady by her arms. There was something in his eyes that made her frown fall into a serious curve. Then he said he understood what it was like and that really drew her attention. She had never heard something like that before from him. She had from her lying paychiatrist who she only saw for two months being as she was only treating her PTSD, but she hasn’t yet heard from another person—especially not him. She was still processing what he said when his hands slid down her arms. Then when he backed away from her, she took a step forward whining, "No..!" She was still really drunk but once Reno was gone she felt like he would never come back. And she didn't want him to never come back.
"Don’t go," She slurred in a pleading tone. Remi approached him, wrapping her arms around his waist and pressing her face in his chest. "I like Reno." Remi suddenly shushed herself. "But don't tell him." She started giggling. "I couldn’t b-be with him an'way. A-and—" Remi seemed to forget what else she was about to say because she just stopped. Remi pulled back, leaving one arm around his waist. "H-here." She raised her hand and it started to glow. "I'll heal your heart c-cuz it’s broken right? It doesn’t work for m-me cuz I’m not sure what I’m s'posed to do. 'M not a doctor." But then the light went away again. She was too drunk to concentrate. "Aww." She looked at her hand in disappointment. "Come back." She told her hand.

(OOC: Just take my heart, I didn't need it anyway <3 ;3;)

Reno stopped his pacing around at her pleading, but he didn't turn back around to face her quite yet. He might do or say somethign stupid if he didn't give himself some more time to calm down a bit. Not that he was... angry excatly, beacuse yes he was still rather annoyed with how his night had turned out, and the need for a smoke was way stronger than before. But no, he was just unwilingy recalling something from his own past right then, something that he had litearlly shot himself in the head for in hope of forgetting.
Fucking hell, he got overly sensetive when not smoking.
Then suddenly, Remi was infront of him, wrapping her herslef around him and burying her face in his chest, as if afraid he'd vanished. But it wasn't her sudden actions that left him speechless. He blinked down at the girl, expression a mix of disbelief and surprsie as he allowed her words to sink. His expression softend up again as he litsend to her ramble on, one of his arm moving upwards to comfortingly caress her back. Healing powers huh? He thought as he watched her hand give off a soft glow, chuckling softly at her when it only faded after a few seconds. The power sure suits her.
"The heart can only heal itself," he murmured, reaching out and taking hold of her hand. And mine is to broken to heal, he added in his mind, smiling sadly down at the blonde before pulling her into a warm embrace, resting his chin ontop of her head.
He couldn't take what she said seriously, about her liking him. Even while it had made him feel touched, he sincerly whished it had only been the alcohol talking. Reno was not a good guy, even if he had his moments of being friendly and helpfull, that didn't atoumaticlly make him a better person. He was always up for a having a good time, but never something serious. And besides, as laid back and relaxed he made himself out to be, he was still to messed up inside. A walking time bomb, as Hiro so kindly had put it. And after seeing Remi like this, he couldn't bear the thought of one day being the cause of her pain.

(OOC: *RIPS HEART OUT* BRUTALITY!! XDD LOL JK JK)

Everything was still happening too fast for Remi to register because one minute her hand was glowing and the next Reno was hugging her. She knew he had superpowers! But then he said the heart can only heal itself and Remi can’t help but disagree, even inebriated she disagreed. Remi shook her head, somewhat difficult since Reno is holding her and his chin is on her head but she still managed it. "Nuh-uh." Remi hummed, hugging him back. "Somebody else can do it. Somebody else has done it b'fore." She wasn't speaking for herself of course, if that wet true she wouldn’t have been here in the first place. Remi wanted to fix him like on the game Operation. "Lemme fix you." She started pushing at Reno's torso. "Let me pull all the bad stuff out—wait. But if I pulled all the bad stuff out, you wouldn’t be Reno anymore!" She exclaimed, shocked by her new revelation. If she doesn’t pull all the bad stuff out, then how does she fix him? Remi huffed, pouting in frustration. "Well, I like Reno the way Reno is anyway. Without the cigarettes—" Remi started giggling at the mention of cigarettes. "Reno," She murmured, hugging him again. "Why is your heart broken?" Remi looked up at him. "C-cuz I dunno if I can fix it without knowing the cause!" She probably couldn’t fix it anyway, but she liked to think so.

(OOC: *dies* GOD DAMN IT xDDD)

Reno snorted at first at what she said, and then right out laughed. Should he be insluted at the comment? About being full of bad stuff? Pretty much summed up his whole being, so yeah, points to drunken Remi. So he didn't bother comming up some sort of come back to this, knowing she for sure ahd problem taking most of was happning in in her current state anyway. So simply continued holding her close to him, chuckling to himself when she still insisted about laying off the cigaretts. Wonder if she'd still insist on him quiting once she'll find out about his powers.
His smile fell again at her question, his hold around her losenign up a bit. "Lots of reasons," he mumbled, pulling bit away from the hug. He looked down at her face again, moving one of his hands up to caress her face. "Don't try to 'fix' me, silly," he said lowly, his expression empty at this point. "It's a waste of time."

(OOC: Forget YOUR heart, what about mine? ;.; lemme fix you!! DX)

Remi's face falls from an incoherent drunk and persistent expression to a genuine one in which she smiled up at him. Remi had problems too and she was filled with bad stuff. But had she have been sober, she would have never said or even thought something like that. It went against everything she believed (just like drinking). Reno was pretty persistent too. "At least tell me one if you aren't gonna tell me all of 'em." She insisted. Remi finds herself unable to move when Reno's hand makes its way to her face. Remi shook her head dramatically. "No, I have to try." She denied. "It’s not a waste!" She exclaimed, growing angry with him. "You’re not the boss of me, and I do what I wanna do, so if I wanna fix you I’m gonna fucking do it!" Remi declared. "And you're gonna let me because I said so and I’m in charge and I said so! And if I can’t do it then I'll just stay by your side because that’s what s'posed to happen, somebody has to watch you you get in trouble." Remi throws her pinky up, "Got it?"

(OOC: Nu! If I'm suffering, you'll have to suffer with me >8'D *shot*)

Normally, Reno was a pretty chill guy, not exactly the most easy to anger or rile up. Considering how and in what enviroemnt he grew up in, along with what kind of people he ended up hanging around and working with, he knew how to keep his temper in check. Most of the time.
He didn't blame Remi for what she was saying or doing right now, having been through depression himself and tried to drown all his troubles in alcohol more than enough for one lifetime. Still, standing here with her now, with the memory of screams and blood lingering around in his mind, and litsening to her rant about how he had to let her help him, apparently not leaving him with any rights to flat out refuse her. She sounded way to much like those he did not want to think about. People wasn''t suppose to care about him, not genuinely. He couldn't hanlde that. It just, wasn't natural to him.
"And who put you in charge of my life?"
Reno's hand was tightly wrapped around hers now, keeping it immobile in midair between them. He began to walk froward, until he had Remi's back press up against a wall. He leaned in, their noses almost brushing agaisnt the other's while keeping his now cold eyes locked with hers. "And what makes you think you cna try 'fxing' someone, if you can't even fix yourself?"

Remi frowned. She didn’t like how Reno was raising his voice with her, or how he backed her against a wall, or how he wouldn’t promise her, or how he wouldn’t let her fix him, and how he wouldn’t let her just to do what she wanted tonight. He had gotten in the way today and he wouldn’t even agree to what she was saying! He was always difficult. Remi pulled at her hand, already realizing that Reno's too strong for her to be free from his grip so she she just leaned forward. "How dare you?" She spat at him. "At least if Im in charge of it, I can make sure you don’t fuck it up any more!" She yelled at him. "You’re not doing that gear of a job yourself, and so what if I’m not doing the best for myself either? So what if we’re just two fuck-ups?" She pulled at her hand again. "I don’t know how to fix myself! I would've done it myself if I did!"

"...exactly."
The hold around her hand losend, and soon enough Reno had let go of her completely. He stared at her in silence, before aveting his his eyes and staring aimlessly at something else. "So what if we're messed up? It's our choise alone how we choose to live our life. It's a good trait you have there, I suppose... really wanting to help someone but..." he tsked, frowning and turning away from her again. His hand was twitching badly as he ran it through his hair, starting to reach a point where he wouldn't know what do with himself. "You can't just force your intentions, even if they are good, onto someone like that. Acting as if you know what's best for them when you don't even give them a chance to speak for themself."
He sighed. This wasn't how things were suppose to play out. He should've just dragged her ass back to her room, or left her to fend for herself at the bar to start with. Left a message to his rommate to come get her. He rubbed his temple tiredly and forced himself to turn back and face her once more. Would she even remember any of this tomorrow? Would she stop talking to him or just act as if nothing happend if she did? Doesn't really matter now... does it.
"I came here to start anew, so belive it or not, I'm already working on 'fixing' myself, if you want to call it that," he mutterd, feeling the urge to gag as he used to word when refering to himself. Even if he was being honest.
"I'm the last person who has the right to tell you that drinking will do shit solving any of your problems, so i'm just gonna ask you instead; is this really the right way to mourn over Ashley?"
He knew that was low, bringing up the source of Remi's depression. But sometimes it was neccesary to bring out the hurtful truth to wake someone up. "You can go back and continue to drink yourself stupid, I won't stop ya," he went on, sounding tired and spent. He sreached ehr with his eyes, and held out his hand for her take. "But I'd rather you not..."

Remi listened to Reno. He sounded so different than from how he normally does. He's not kidding or smirking at her or anything. She didn’t know how to react to him; he was a different person now. Why didn’t he just leave her alone? Why didn’t he just leave her with that guy who kept bothering her? She didn’t ask him to do that for her; but then again he hadn’t asked her to do the things that she'd done for him. For some reason she couldn’t accept the same kindness being returned to her. She didn’t really know why either, but she wasn’t able to think clearly right now. She cringed when he mentioned her sister, and she couldn't help but think he was right. She didn’t even like to drink, so why was sshe even doing this? She should've just left it alone and stayed in bed all day or something. Remi schooled her head slowly. Her eyes flickered from his hand to his his face and back. Remi didn’t say anything she just took his hand.

The moment she took his hand, Reno felt himself relax, relief washed over him when she decided on her own to not go back. He offered her a small smile at this, neither a happy or sad one, but genuinely grateful. "Let's get you to bed then," he murmured, giving her hand a gentle squeeze as he began walking them both back towards the dormitories. He stayed silent during their walk back, keeping his eyes straight ahead of them, but his hold around her hand never slipping.

Remi didn’t say anything at Reno's smile. She just returned his gaze with a patient one. Remi suddenly felt really tired. She liked holding Reno's hand it was warm and strong. She liked him like this. She liked him both ways, actually. Whichever one he decided on was fine with her. She couldn't change the past and she knew that, there was just something about today that always made Remi feel worse about the whole thing. Remi was glad it was Reno who found her and not Tadashi. She'd have probabl scarred him for life. She tugged Reno's hand. "Hey," She murmured up to him, stopping. "C'mere."

He stopped, surpsingly, and turned back to look at her. At first he didn't move from his spot, his expression staying unreadbale as he watched her closely, as if trying to see what was currently running through her mind. And then he complied to her request and stepped closer to her, still not letting go of her hand. He bent his face down towards hers, but stopped once their foreheads touched, and just proceded with looking into her eyes.