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Yowamushi Pedal

Who: Reno and Makishima
What: Reno wanders modern Earth and takes a fool chance.
When: Modern times, in the last decade.
Where: England
Warnings: Possible smut, but everyone is of age and consenting.

A fateful night under the mistletoe just a few days after Reno stumbled into the boring-ass world called "Earth" and he ended up with a phone number and a lingering taste in his mouth. He waited a long time to call. Not months, but a couple of weeks, once he learned about the local holidays and realized they were meant for family and close friends, not date with strangers you snogged in bars. Well, depending on your upbringing, anyways, but he figured Makishima for a more quality figure than himself.

So it was that the day after Christmas, Makishima's phone rang and it wasn't someone from Japan or any of his relatives. It was the lazy drawl and accent of the guy from the bar.

"It's uh...it's Reno. Remember? From the party?" he offered up as gently as possible in case Maki didn't have the privacy to talk. Usually Reno didn't think about much, saying whatever he felt like when he felt like it, but the weeks of wandering around (which was actually more than a month for him, being as he went portal jumping in the meanwhile) gave him time to think about how not to screw everything up in the first hour. It was pretty sweet having time to make plans and rev himself up. Plus it meant time to beat the crap out of some punks to rip them off, shuck their wallets and get enough local scratch to take a guy out for a night on the town and not look like a cheap-ass.

Good times.

"Look uh, I know it's been a while but I thought you'd like time with the family and all. But apparently the holiday was done yesterday and I didn't want you to forget me" the Turk laughed, trying not to sound desperate. Fucking hard to do when you were playing out a seen from goddamn Lady and the Tramp. Good thing he'd never seen the movie. Loveless was bad enough.

"That dinner? Uhh...you hungry?"

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He'd have to show Reno that confectionery nightmare some time. For the time being, the redhead was blinking and grinning, watching Maki like a cat watching a mouse on the other side of a window: one day, I'm gonna get that. He definitely vowed it to himself. Something, if nothing, at least another good kiss in parting, but Reno wasn't really interested in letting go. Not unless Maki was dead set, which Reno didn't think he was.

They had connected, against the odds. Best to hold on as long as possible when the galaxies aligned that much for you, right?

"Stop doing sexy mouth things in public. You're offending my delicate sensibilities. I'm not like that," he gasped airily, feigning a snobby pout before casting a Chesire grin.

"I totally am, yo. Behave or I'll think you totally dig me and have to give you some incentive in the alley or something."

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Maki had no real intention of letting Reno go, but he could be slow about things like this and decidedly indecisive at first. It wasn't as if he had a long term friend back home that had been pining for him for at least a year. Makishima was woefully ignorant of that, but the difference there and here was that Reno had no trouble in being completely upfront about what it was he wanted.

At the rate Reno was going he was going to think Maki was the literal embodiment of Christmas what with his red face and green hair. He couldn't stop blushing around him and all the things he said!

"S-sho..." He hadn't realized he'd been doing anything sexy with his mouth at all!

"Ahhh man, you're great," Reno said with a fluttery sigh, shaking his head before offering up another spoonful of the pudding.

"I'm completely smitten. If I were half as good as you at just being innocently fuckin' majestic, I'd never pay full price for anything again. Shit. I'm gonna have to learn this bicycle thing f'sure. Can't let you wheel by without at least trying to get you to notice me."

"S-sho!" Maki protested, covering his face with both hands and trying to stop feeling like an over ripened tomato. He knew his face must be burning red by now. "You're flattering me too much, sho."

Or just enough. He'd never had anyone tell him things like that and despite the embarrassment he was actually ridiculously happy about it. The comment about paying full price was a little weird, but he assumed Reno meant he'd be given free things just by virtue of being cute. That was something Maki had never had happen to him before so he really couldn't hold much stock in it.

"I noticed you." Maki muttered as he peaked out from between his fingers.

Reno made some sort of contained, thrilled noise, clutching his own shoulders and leaning away with puffed cheeks, feet tapping out a little tatu on the floor as he danced with glee on the spot. Maki was feeding into everything Reno adored and it was killing him in the best way!

"Ehhhh! Stop it, yo! Haha, I can't handle it! You're overloadin' me, geez!" the redhead laughed, leaned forward again and draping his arms around the teen, squeezing him in the most friendly of bro-hugs. It wasn't even used to cop a feel, he just really couldn't contain a need to squeeze the kid.

"Holy materia, man, you can't do this to me! I'm weak! I'm weeeak!"

"Nh!" Maki made a small noise of protest as he was pulled into the hug, but he didn't try and pull away. He turned his head to the side in an attempt to hide his blushing face, but since his ears were also burning red to rival Reno's hair there really wasn't much point to the gesture.

"I'm not doing anything, sho!" At least Maki didn't think he was. He wondered if maybe he had bitten off more than he could chew in the company that was Reno, yet some part of him still couldn't stop himself from being happy about it.

Reno thought it was the best thing ever, but he knew he shouldn't press his luck and let go, leaning back again and setting into finishing off his dessert. Better to finish the meal and get out into the chill again. Still, he did sort of wonder what kind of buttons he could push and what he could get out of them. Not that he wasn't the sort of guy to ask outright.

There were a lot of things that didn't qualify as sex but were still pretty sexual in nature. And everyone's opinion of what was sex was different...

"Hey..." he clucked his tongue lightly, glancing at Maki before running his tongue of his bottom lip and looking away again.

"Would it be inappropriate of me to...well, shit. I guess if I have to ask the answer is probably yes," he mumbled, nodding at the dawning realization before shrugging and shaking his head. He could wait for the next date if Maki didn't push for answers.

"Wanna go get that bike?" he asked, changing the subject.

A little distance helped calm the color in Maki's cheeks. He picked up the spare spoon that had been brought with the dessert and took a bite for himself. He figured trying to feed himself was safer if he wanted to avoid anymore blushing incidents for the moment.

The question made him arch an eyebrow as he wondered just what Reno was thinking. He wasn't sure if he should press it or not, but decided against it as they finished off the last of the bread pudding.

"Sure, sho." He nodded, setting down the spoon and gesturing at the waiter for the check.

"I'd ask anyways, but I promised to behave," he remarked, noting the arched eyebrow and shaking his head. The dessert done, Reno waited for the check, left behind way too much money pulled out of his wallet, shrugged off the waiter's attempt to return some, and headed to the exit, waving Maki along.

"You're gonna have to get us there. I don't know head from tails in this place," he remarked offhandedly, thumbing through all the bills in his wallet. Gonna have to turn over a few more punks later and get some more money if he wanted to get a hotel or something after the bike. Gotta have a place to stay, after all.

The generous tip earned another eyebrow raise. Tipping was interestingly enough a very cultural thing. The amount left behind always depended on where a person was from and given how Reno acted Maki didn't think he was from money. Maybe that was why he'd left so much? His job must pay well if he traveled to all those places, so it wasn't a far off bet. He slid his way out of the booth, following closely behind Reno as they exited.

"Yeah, just follow me." He gestured down the street walking at a reasonably fast pace for his long limbs. He wondered again at how easily Reno seemed to look over his cash, but just looking at him suggested that if they were going to get mugged Reno could take care of that too and then some.

"So...what exactly do you do for a job?" It was perhaps a dangerous question.

"Government work," he replied instantly, the response canned and common. He realized it himself, frowning slightly before shrugging and raking a hand through his unruly red mane.

"I report directly to the man who reports directly to our President. Not yours. Mine. We're his bodyguards and his gophers. Whatever he needs. We're the go-to guys. I don't know what the equivalent is where you're from. Where I'm from, we're just called Turks."

"Like the Secret Service..." Maki muttered quietly, thinking in terms of America vs Japan. The name Turk however made Maki wonder if Reno wasn't Russian. He didn't really look Russian but what did he know?

"I guess that's why you can afford to throw around money, sho." He smirked, teasing and not really meaning it to be taken seriously.

It did make sense now why Reno could travel so much. He probably had to follow the president around and what not. Did that mean he was here in England?

"I know what you're thinking, and no, he's not here. I'm off duty. On leave. I'm doing my own thing. Got more days saved up than I can count and I intend to use them in the best ways. As for throwing around money, I mean...all I spend it on is drinking and eating out. Occasionally replacing my uniforms or dry-cleaning, but even my rent is covered by the boss, so I don't really have to worry about how I spend. However, if my spending offends you, I can be more frugal. I just thought hey, fuck it, have a good time. If you're not gonna say yes to a second date, I might as well have as much fun as possible with the first one, right? Always go out with a bang, yo," the redhead went on at length, shooting double thumbs up and adjusting his coat as they stepped out.

"Honestly, maybe I shoulda dressed warmer than this," he added after a moment, frowning up at the sky and shivering a bit. "I'm so used to tropical climes I forget about winter. Maybe I oughta buy a coat, too," he laughed, shrugging everything off, feelings unhurt by his own words or things implicated by Maki's comments.

Maki shook his head. A light snow was starting to fall and the white flakes were settling on Maki's hair really making him look like Christmas. He chuckled lightly at Reno's woeful unpreparedness but he attributed it to his carefree do first and think later attitude. Certainly Maki knew dumber people than that.

"I never said we wouldn't have a second date." He smiled softly. "I don't care if you spend all your money." He shouldn't have been too surprised by it actually. It was kind of like a sailor on leave wasn't it?

"There's a store over there." Maki pointed to a clothing store that looked relatively high end. "You could buy a coat there."

High-end or not, Reno strolled in that direction, staring around at the different items on display in the windows. After a few moments of browsing he turned, thumbing over his shoulder at the mannequins.

"'Ey, yo, you're the fashion guy. Come on, let's go make me look like a million gil, yeah?" he grinned, the phrase 'million bucks' being lost in translation. It wasn't as though Maki couldn't get what was meant.

"Come pick me something that's slick-lookin' but still useful, so when I go back the guys can be all "Ooooh nice coat, Reno, that's way out of your style!" and I can be all HNNN," he flipped double birds at the air. "Eat dicks, yo. I'm too fashion forward for you!"

"Sho!" Maki laughed, shaking his head and following along behind Reno. "You sure you don't want to just tell them your boyfriend picked it out?"

He hadn't been blind to Reno's penchant for boasting. It felt kind of nice to know that someone wanted to show him and his skill in fashion off.

He reached out to take Reno's hand and pulled him into the shop. He looked around at all the coats, going through them with an appraising eye and trying to find one that would look good on Reno. There were plenty of options but in the end he chose a coat that seemed to scream Reno's name. "This one, sho."

Reno followed Makishima around much like an excitable dog, yapping idly at the teen and about things, tugging on clothes and striking poses, making a garish show but not with any intention of being embarrassing as much as having fun. When Maki finally chose a coat, Reno shrugged it on and turned to look into a mirror, swiveling left and right.

"Whaaaaat? He'll yeah, this is a sweet ass coat, yo!" the redhead cheered, spinning around to fire double finger guns.

"I'm gettin' it and you bet your ass I'm gonna tell everyone that my snazzy, stylish-ass boyfriend totally picked it out. Hell yeah."

Makishima grinned. Reno did look good in that coat and the idea that he was picking it for his boyfriend made Makishima even more happy. He wasn't really used to feeling this.

"Ah...how about..." He took Reno's hand and stepped into his arms. "You let me buy it? Think of it as a gift from your boyfriend."

He supposed that answered the question on if there would be a second date or not. It was such a little thing to go out and do something like this, and Reno was loud, and brash, and maybe a little annoying, but there was something about the dumb red-head that Maki liked.

He wasn't even sure what he was supposed to say or do in that moment, stunned to a rare silence as he reflexively tightened his arms around the teen. No one, aside from the other Turks on rare holiday gatherings, had ever bought him a gift. Certainly no prospective or current lovers.

Maki might take it lightly but for Reno it was a much more momentous occasion. His bewilderment didn't stop him from being appreciative, nodding slowly and pressing a kiss to Maki's hair.

"Y-yeah? Well, alright. But you can't take it back now that you said it."

His cheeks flushed pink again. He wished sometimes that he didn't get embarrassed so easily, especially with his pale skin it was near impossible to hide it. He wrapped his arms around Reno and drew him into a hug.

"I won't take it back." At least not right away. Reno still had plenty of time to fuck up, but in the moment Maki had a feeling he wanted to keep seeing him. "I don't want to leave you out in the cold, sho." He smirked, intentionally making it sound like he'd been talking about the coat and not their relationship status.

Reno would, inevitably, fuck it up. That was his MO, and everyone that knew him well knew he'd fail at some point, no matter how hard he tried not to. The point was that he tried, and he attempted to make up for his failings. Maki would learn in time. For the moment, Reno did everything he could to stay on his feet, have a good time and not screw up.

"Good. It's a better fit than I expected," the redhead replied, using Maki's own tactic to talk as much about the coat as about their budding romance. "Come on, let's bounce, yo. I wanna get that bike and see what this is all about."

Of course in order to really practice, he'd have to buy a bike back home as well. Boy, that was gonna get some interesting looks.

He took Reno's hand in his again, walking over to the register, paying for the coat, and getting all the tags removed so they could leave without a fuss. He took Reno's hand in his again as they left, trying for this whole PDA thing and trying to keep from being embarrassed by it. Lucky for him it was cold outside so the flush to his cheeks could easily be mistaken for the effects of the cold.

"It's a few blocks to the shop. Will you be warm enough?" He wondered if maybe they shouldn't have bought Reno a scarf too. He imagined they made quite a bold sight walking down the street, the one with bright red-hair and coat and the other with bright green hair and yellow coat. It really did make Maki happy. He liked making a statement and while this wasn't climbing it was a close second.

"I'll be warm enough, yeah," Reno replied, fingers knitting comfortably with the teen's as he leaned shoulder to shoulder. The closeness was warm enough for him, and he enjoyed the allowance while he had it. So far, so good. He hadn't done anything really stupid like get into a fight with Maki around or say anything really insulting, so bonus.

The walk to the bike shop was largely uneventful, though Reno did pause on occasion to look inside of shop windows or gaze at Christmas lights, a vague flicker of some sad expression dimming the otherwise jovial face briefly until they moved on and he found another distraction. At some point, for whatever reason, he started telling a story about a time his teammates and he were given leave to the beach and played a game of volleyball. He complained briefly about "people from the science department" being there, but didn't go into much detail, only mentioning that they spoiled the afternoon and he was glad to get a better vacation this time around.

"Nothing beats going somewhere you've never been before and meeting someone like a lightning strike. POW! Just magic, man. And to think, I coulda gone to Costa del Sol again. Sure glad I chose chilly winter weather over the sunny beach for once."

For the most part he stayed quiet, letting Reno ramble an interjecting now an again when Reno asked a direct question. It was oddly comfortable. The occasionally sad looks didn't go unnoticed, and Maki wondered just what would have caused it, but he never had the nerve to ask, and by the time he thought of saying anything Reno was moving on to the next new thing. It was that flighty nature that made Makishima think of Reno as a bird. Perhaps a cardinal? He had to wonder if that wasn't a bad omen or not. After all Maki did consider himself to be a spider and where could a spider and a bird ever live happily? Though he supposed it was better than a bird and a fish, but fish couldn't ride bikes.

He squeezed Reno's hand, making a quiet noise of ascent that he too was glad Reno had chosen to come to wintery England rather than some nice warm beach. "Good luck for me, sho." He blushed and looked away, muttering the words rather than saying them outright. Really he was happy about this as silly as it sounded. Reno's description of the whole things wasn't inaccurate. It had been rather like a lightning strike, and Maki still found himself completely blown away by Reno's energy. He wondered if he'd ever get used to it.

Getting used to Reno happened - his teammates handled it well enough - but the patience it took? They had been paid to tolerate the redhead; Maki had no such incentive.

Time would tell.

"You think so?" Reno asked, smiling slowly and arching a brow at the teen, his hearing quite keen enough to catch the muttering. Light eyes flicked over, glancing down at their hands before he shrugged and raised them to his lips, kissing the backs of Maki's knuckles.

"Good luck for me, yo. Good things don't usually happen to guys like me. Ain't in our karma. I bet I'm your bad luck," he chuckled, shoulder bumping Maki lightly before giving him a gentle tug.

"Alright. You ready to help me humiliate myself with my complete lack of biking finesse?"

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