It took him months and sleepless nights to finally find you again.

He remembers the news: "A single merc storming Arasaka Tower himself- uncertain numbers of casualties, Yorinobu Arasaka has yet to make an official statement."

He didn't know if you were dead or alive. He lost count of how many unanswered holo calls he made, how many messages he sent. He was back to square one again, ignoring everyone and everything in his life. He wanted V and V only.

It was hard, considering the Arasaka Tower incident made him a legend. His name was everywhere on the streets, a drink in Afterlife as if he was dead. Fuck.

But now, he finally found lead on you. He needed to see if you were alive.

He kicked down the door and his stomach dropped. There you were, looking at him with wide eyes.

"You fucking coward," He growled, walking towards him. He pushed him on the ground, throwing a punch on the face that he loved so much. "Not even a fucking message and you're here, vacationing after your little gig while I looked for you?"

He shook his head. "Thought you were different, V."

Oh, he had no idea.