A/N: This is it, the last chapter. I can't really explain the randomness of the ending, I was just in a stupid mood I guess. Hope you guys like it.

When enough is enough.

As he woke up for the second time that day Rude remembered what he had done in the early hours and he sat for a while on the edge of his bed not wanting to face the mess that he knew he'd made. He looked at the clock, it was just after 10am. He wanted to just go back to sleep but that would mess up his sleep and he had to get into work early tomorrow. He didn't even want to think about going in because he didn't want to have to face Reno. He felt so embarrassed.

'Sort yourself out Rude,' he'd think to himself, 'this is so stupid.' He stood up and left his bedroom. In the living room he was motionless as he looked over the overturned table and scattered papers. The kitchen floor was smothered with shattered glass and porcelain and the inside of the Turk's front door had gone from a dark blue to parts smeared with a red and brown colour.

That's when he lifted his arms slightly at the elbows and looked down at his knuckles encrusted with the blood that he forgotten was there. "Great," he whispered.

He knelt down and started to pick up the papers covering the floor, and organised them into random piles. Some of it was from work, or bank statements, and others that were once well sorted. But Rude didn't much care now. He turned the table back over and started stacking the untidy piles back underneath the table where they once were.

Now for the first time, in a long time, Rude wasn't thinking about Reno. Feeling incredibly stupid was the main thing that was going through his mind. He finished the living room mess quite quickly, mainly because he didn't care enough to do it properly. He'd have to with the door though because that would take a little more explaining.

He turned to go into the kitchen which was full of the broken pieces of Rude's plates and glasses. The floor was almost completely covered with the remains and the Turk had nothing on his feet. He treaded carefully over to the sink and reached for a plastic bowl that hadn't broken. It was filled with bleach and hot water, a scouring pad was thrown in and then Rude run his bloody hands under the hot water to give his fingers a bit more movement.

He spent the next half hour slowly washing away the blood from his front door that was now slightly dented. The dried blood made his fingers stiff and painful, and the water in the bowl was dyed a pinkish colour.

After the door was dry, the kitchen floor was swept and Rude started to feel a little hungry. Realising that he didn't actually have any plates or bowls left he settled on toast. He decided that he should probably buy some more at some point but there wasn't any real rush. He wasn't that bothered and the guest he had over most often wasn't one that would be bothered about eating off a plate.

'I should probably get dressed or something,' he thought to himself, 'no point though, I'm not going anywhere.' He didn't want to his reflection in the bathroom mirror, didn't want to look at himself. He went into his bedroom to grab some gloves from his bedside table and put them on to cover his bloody knuckles. He didn't try to clean them up because he knew they'd just bleed even more. He just put his gloves on to cover it up and try and forget about it. He couldn't see the cuts anymore, but he knew what the gloves were for.

The Turk couldn't be bothered to go out, or do anything else so he chose to spend the rest of the day watching TV until it was time for him to go to sleep.

The next morning on his way to work Rude thought about how his day would go. A fantastic Monday morning and he could put money on Reno showing up late and probably with a hangover, or actually drunk.

He pushed open the doors of the Shin-Ra building, headed for the elevator and eventually to his office where he sat for a while at his desk messing with his pen.

"Hey Rude," Elena said as she stepped into the room, "Reno not here yet?" The blonde stood there smiling, and seemed incredibly cheery and upbeat for an early Monday morning at work.

"I haven't seen him," replied the Turk shaking his head, Elena's attitude making him smile. "Doesn't mean that he's not here though, be careful, keep a sharp eye out Elena."

The blonde laughed a little and turned her head looking behind her, just in case. "Have you been to see Tseng yet at all?" Rude shook his head. "Ok, well I'll go talk to him and see what has to be done." Leaving the room she spoke, "Bye Rude."

"Well Reno, that's gotta be a new record," the Turk said as his friend walked into the room, "you're only about twenty minutes late today." The redhead had clearly just got out of bed, his hair was such a mess but he still looked good. He looked amazing to Rude.

"Hey bald," said Reno pushing some of Rude's files over on his desk so that he could sit down. "Why aren't you working? You're always working." Reno asked.

"Elena's gone to see Tseng to see if there's anything that needs doing, only takes one of us to ask." As Rude answered his friend he kept trying to look him in the eye, and not at his body. He didn't seem to be able to manage it so he didn't look at him at all. It wasn't very fair either, Reno sitting on his desk like that, right up close, almost challenging him, saying: 'go on Rude, you know you want to.' "I'm just saving energy," he continued finally raising his head to Reno.

"Who are you and what have you done with the genuine bald?" Reno shouted. "Rude doesn't ever not work." The redhead had started swinging his legs over the edge of Rude's desk and had casually started to snack on one of his partner's pencils.

Rude grinned and laughed almost silently. "How's that going down?" he asked gesturing towards the pencil.

Before his partner could answer he continued, "So how come you're so early today? Did you have a little accident, woke you up did it?"

"Baldie," said Reno sarcastically serious, standing he took the pencil remains from his mouth, "are you suggesting that wonderful moi, a fully grown man," Rude grinned, "and a Turk got up early because I did a rather childish thing by doing a wee in my sleep?"

Rude laughed. For the first time in a while he laughed properly, and Reno's face was a picture. He sighed happily, "Reno mate you couldn't have sounded any more childish if you tried."

"I'm not childish," shouted Reno folding his arms in a strop and leaning to one side. Rude was still very much smiling. "Anyway you silly, silly bald I had no accident. I don't even know why I'm early. I just am so meh!"

Rude stood up and stretched out his arms walking towards Reno who still had his serious-evil look on his face. He looked down at his partner, hugged him and shook his hand quickly through his hair. "Baldie, stop it!!" Reno screamed, "you're messing it up!"

"Guys?" Elena walked in the room with a shocked look and smile on her face as Rude let go of Reno and they quickly moved away from each other, facing Elena. "umm sorry to interrupt you two but Tseng says he wants to see all of us in his office."

"And it took you all that time to find that out?" Reno said pushing his hair back again, thinking he was about to mock Elena, "what the hell have you been doing over there?"

"I could ask you two the same thing," she replied smugly having finally silenced the cocky Turk.

"We'll be along in a minute Elena," said Rude who could see his partner was struggling to find a reply himself.

"Okay, I'll see you over there," Rude nodded. "Bye Reno," she said leaving the office.

"Ahh bald," the tone of Reno's voice told Rude exactly the kind of conversation that was about to come from his friend, he knew him too well. "You need to control yourself Rude, I know that it must be hard sometimes but you can't just go grabbing hold of me at work." Reno was smirking, they way Rude loved it and sounded so full of himself.

'Why you cocky little…' Rude thought, 'right…' "I'm sorry Reno, you're absolutely right, you're just so sexy though I can't resist sometimes."

Reno was a bit unsure of what he was hearing, 'Rude wouldn't just admit that, and admit that that I was right.'

"Hey I can always just get the sexy little bastard drunk… and then we'll see," said Rude looking away from Reno.

"Err, Rude?" said Reno who was slightly nervous.

"Oh, sorry Reno, I didn't just say that out loud did I?" the Turk turned and looked at his partner, trying to conceal his grin. He moved slowly toward Reno.

"You wouldn't really do that would you bald?" Reno did wonder for a second.

"No… of course not." Rude purposely laughed and put his arm around the smaller Turk's shoulder. He loved winding his friend up and he realised that he was happy just by being with him. He loved his best friend no matter what kind of relationship they had because Reno would always be the same. Nothing could change that. He patted his friend lightly on the shoulder and said, "Come on little Reno, we've got work to do."

A/N: Thankies to everyone who reviewed! I'm doing a new story sometime starring Reno! yay, so check it out!