He shouldn't have separated from Sparks. That was a bad idea, practically speaking. Safety in numbers and all, especially with the much larger population of Heroes in stasis here.
Or, he supposed, currently out of stasis.
This was wrong, all wrong. Reno's stomach churned as he ran through the hallways, dodging strangers -- the cursed and the fleeing alike -- searching desperately. He had to find Kyo. Even if there was little to no hope of Kyo being okay, he had to... He still had to see. He had to know.
And then there was Cloud. Reno cursed as he ran. When had simple sex turned into feelings? When had feelings turned into more? Kyo, Cloud, Sheena... whoever else showed up... they didn't even know him here. Reno didn't owe them anything.
Why did it have to hurt so much?
A flash of orange caught his attention and he stopped. Bright hair fell into the figure's face, familiar; a thin body that was lithe but strong; just a boy. Just a boy that Reno had come to know inside and out, just hair that Reno knew was soft as cat's fur, just a body that Reno knew every inch of. And it was not supposed to be blue.
"No..." Reno murmured. Even knowing the odds, it killed him to see it. His heart felt like it had shattered.
He didn't move as the creature shambled toward him, dead eyes of red-violet staring ahead without emotion. "Kyo, it's me," Reno pleaded, hoping for some exception, some miracle. "Fuck, please, tell me you know me!"
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Or, he supposed, currently out of stasis.
This was wrong, all wrong. Reno's stomach churned as he ran through the hallways, dodging strangers -- the cursed and the fleeing alike -- searching desperately. He had to find Kyo. Even if there was little to no hope of Kyo being okay, he had to... He still had to see. He had to know.
And then there was Cloud. Reno cursed as he ran. When had simple sex turned into feelings? When had feelings turned into more? Kyo, Cloud, Sheena... whoever else showed up... they didn't even know him here. Reno didn't owe them anything.
Why did it have to hurt so much?
A flash of orange caught his attention and he stopped. Bright hair fell into the figure's face, familiar; a thin body that was lithe but strong; just a boy. Just a boy that Reno had come to know inside and out, just hair that Reno knew was soft as cat's fur, just a body that Reno knew every inch of. And it was not supposed to be blue.
"No..." Reno murmured. Even knowing the odds, it killed him to see it. His heart felt like it had shattered.
He didn't move as the creature shambled toward him, dead eyes of red-violet staring ahead without emotion. "Kyo, it's me," Reno pleaded, hoping for some exception, some miracle. "Fuck, please, tell me you know me!"