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- 9
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Shattered Boundaries:
There�s No Such Thing as Someone Who�s Meant to be Alone

�I can�t believe I�m doing
this,� Reno muttered, fingers nervously twisting the lapel of his suit jacket.
He had foregone wearing a tie since it wasn�t his style, but he still managed
to be somewhat presentable.

Reeve eased the car into the
opulent driveway, shooting his lover of six years a grateful smile. �It�s been
long overdue,� he commented. �I�m not ashamed of how I feel for you. They�ll
have to accept it.�

Tires crunched over
expensive gravel as the rented car came to a stop. Reno stared at the huge
mansion in front of him, unable to help feeling intimidated. This was a life he
knew nothing about, and for once, he battled with feelings of
self-consciousness. He swallowed thickly and jumped when he suddenly felt a
hand on his thigh, immediately regretting the action.

�Reno,� Reeve intoned,
gathering his attention. �No matter what they say, I�m not leaving you.�

The Turk managed a thin
smile. �I know, yo.� He gestured to the huge mansion then. �It�s just that I
know nothing about this world.�

Reeve sighed, amber eyes
darkening as he looked at his childhood home. �I�m not the same person I was
back then. I haven�t even been home since before I met you.� He rubbed a soothing
hand over his lover�s thigh. �It�s hard on me, too.�

His eyes shifted towards his
lover as he covered Reeve�s hand with his own. �I know, babe. I�m just being�
stupid.�

The older man leaned over
and kissed Reno. It was only brief, considering they were sitting in his
parent�s driveway, but it was soothing nonetheless.

�You�re not being stupid,�
Reeve assured with a smile. �Now, come on. Let�s go.�

Reno nodded, and the two
stepped out of the car with more arrogance than they actually felt. As if on
cue, the front door flew open before they had even managed to shut the car
doors. A dark-haired woman with a large smile on her face and laughing amber
eyes, darted across the ground and quickly threw herself into her brother�s
arms.

�Reeve!� she exclaimed with
excitement, hugging him tightly. �You came!�

The President grinned as he
returned the embrace, squeezing his sister until she playfully gasped. �I said
I was going to, did I not?� he countered. �Now, let me go. I can�t breathe.�

She shot him a disbelieving
stare but allowed him to lower her back to the ground and unwound her arms from
his neck. �You could breathe just fine,� she shot back, though the amusement
twinkling in her eyes proved she wasn�t too irritated.

Then, her gaze shifted to Reeve�s
right and the redheaded Turk that was rounding the side of the car to stand
beside him. Two seconds later, Reno had his arms full of a smiling, laughing
woman as well, despite having never met her before in his life.

�You must be Reno,� she
stated, throwing her arms around him and squeezing tightly.

He silently pleaded with
Reeve for help, but the President was not inclined to provide aid, merely
laughing into one of his hands.

�Hai,� the Turk gasped out.
�And you must be Reis.��

She nodded before finally
releasing him, letting him get some air. �Reeve�s one and only dear sister at
your service.� She performed an elaborate bow before stepping back next to her
brother, socking him lightly on the arm. �I always knew you had a thing for
redheads.�

Luckily, he was used to his
sister and managed to rein in his blush. �Would you please refrain from
embarrassing me for once, Reis?�

�Where would be the fun in that?� she countered amusedly, shifting her
attention back to Reno, who appeared slightly flustered. �You don�t know how
glad I am to meet you. I�ve been wanting to see the guy who makes my brother
happy.�

It was Reno�s turn to flush
as his eyes shifted to the ground, and he shoved his hands in his pockets. He
wasn�t quite sure how to act, and his usual cocky bravado seemed to be failing
him, just when he needed it most. Reis beamed at him, seemingly even more
encouraged by his fluster. She threaded her arm through Reno�s, jerked him
forward and locked elbows with her brother before steering the two men towards
the house.

�Father is out giving a
seminar, and Mother is in a private consultation. However, I am sure that they
will return before dinnertime,� she informed them.

Reeve swallowed thickly. �I
thought they had agreed on retirement?�

She nodded. �Yes, but the
prestige and honor in being asked to speak sits high on their priority list.�

They climbed the stairs to
where a butler was holding a door up for them, barely able to hide his distaste
at Reno and his bright hair. Yet, a glare from Reis had him quickly schooling
his expression back into professionalism.

Reeve made a noncommittal sound in his throat but didn�t actually respond to
his sister�s revelation, too absorbed with taking in his first view of his
childhood home in several years. Not much had changed, not that he had expected
it to. His parents were rather rigid, monotonous people. They clung heavily to
institution and traditional means and methods.

While they knew of his and
Reno�s relationship, Reeve understood that they fully expected it to end some
time soon. They had no idea of the true scope or length. They didn�t know that
Reeve had been with his lover for the better part of six years. Celia and Kain
still expected that �Rico� was just a phase and that Reeve would settle down
with a woman soon, preferably that nice girl from the Tousen family.

�Where to first, hmm?� Reis
questioned, interrupting her brother�s thoughts.

Reeve blinked in confusion
before he turned his gaze to his sister, finding that they were standing at the
bottom of the huge staircase, carpeted in plush burgundy. A sudden thought that
he would like to see his room again entered his mind, as well as registering
that Reno was fidgeting uneasily nearby him. He reached for Reno�s hand without
thinking, threading his fingers through the Turk�s and relishing in the brief
grateful smile that his soon-to-be husband gave him.

�I think we�ll go up to my
old room,� he answered before pausing and reconsidering. �It is still
there, isn�t it?�

She nodded, tapping her chin
with one manicured fingernail. �Of course. You�re the eldest son, Reeve. They
are not going to dismiss you so easily.� She shrugged before patting him n the
shoulder and squeezing gently. �They still love you.�

�Thanks,� Reeve murmured.

Reis beamed. �No problem.
Now why don�t you go show Reno your room, maybe even the christen the bed a
little, ne?� she suggested with a wink. �I�ve got to go make a few calls and
inform Lucius what we�re going to eat for dinner. I promised Mother I would
earlier.� She turned on her heels and moved to saunter away before a sudden
thought occurred to her, and she threw a glance over her shoulder. �Whenever
you come down, you can listen to me play, okay?�

The President nodded, and
she flipped her fingers at him before whirling back around and heading off
towards a door on the far end of the room, presumably towards the kitchen. Like
a whirlwind, she was gone.

After a moment, Reno
chuckled lightly and rubbed his hair with his free hand. �You�re sister�s really
something,� he commented before turning to peer at his lover. �Are you sure you
two are related?��

Reeve rolled his eyes and
started up the stairs, giving a none-too-subtle tug to Reno�s hand as he did
so. �I�m positive. She might be twelve years younger than me, but we�re flesh
and blood.�

�She really loves you, yo,�
Reno mused thoughtfully as they climbed, only half-noting the way his steps
seemed to sink into the carpet, softening his gait, despite the fact that he
wore clunky boots. He had never been around such opulence before.

The executive nodded. �And
I, her. Of my family, I am the closest to her, and of course, she has known
about us the longest.�

A smirk tugged at the corner
of Reno�s mouth. �Since the night of the toothpaste argument, right?�

Reeve shook his head. �I�m
beginning to think you keep track of every stupid argument we�ve ever had just
to throw it in my face later as a joke.� He turned as they reached the crest of
the stairwell, his feet automatically taking him to the left. Years had passed,
and still, he had not forgotten.

�That would be impossible.�
Reno snickered, swinging his gaze over everything they passed in the hall.

Opulent vases, priceless
paintings, chandeliers for every light, dripping in crystal. Just one of those
would have fed and clothed his entire gang for the better part of two years.
And yet, here he was, looking at rows and rows of them.

�Impossible? Why?�

Reno shot him a baleful
look. �Because there isn�t a day that goes by where we don�t argue over
something stupid, yo. Not that I mind.� He leaned in closer to his lover, a bit
assured now that no one was watching them, and his breath puffed warmly over
Reeve�s ear. �The make-up sex is always great.�

Reeve rolled his eyes before
he stopped at a closed door, located in the middle of the opulent hallway and
unadorned. His gaze roamed over the familiar white paneling before he reached
for the latch handle and opened it, stepping into a room he hadn�t entered in
almost eight years. Perhaps even longer.

It was as he remembered.
Spartan, plain, lacking in all evidence of singular personality. There was his
desk, his school books still arranged perfectly on the high shelf, a dusty
laptop sitting alone on the top. A wall calendar hung above his desk, still set
to the date he left for the Academy. A bed pushed against the wall, opposite
the window and its window seat, and just underneath, he could see the edges of
his violin case peeking out. The violin that he had played for all of a few
weeks before realizing he had no talent and no ear for music.

Reno�s whistle of surprise
disturbed Reeve from his mental recollections. He blinked, wondering when he
had even released his lover�s hand as the Turk stepped into the room and
wandered circles around it.

�It�s pretty bare,� Reno
said, a strange note to his voice. He half-turned from inspecting the calendar.
�A gilded cage.�

�Hmm.� The executive made a
noncommittal sound in his throat as he wandered over to his desk, running his
eyes over some of his textbooks. He recognized a few, their covers well worn
from the many times he had read them, his inspiration for wanting to leave.

�I wasn�t unhappy per se,�
he began slowly. �But I wasn�t necessarily happy either. I always knew I was
missing something.�

A chin settled on his
shoulder. �Something or someone?�

Reeve smiled as he turned
his head, looking directly into his lover�s eyes. �Maybe a bit of both,� he
confessed.

He pressed forward, sealing
his lips over Reno�s. The Turk parted his lips willingly as Reeve slipped his
arm around Reno�s waist and tugged him closer, shifting his body so that they
were pressed flush to each other. The kiss was slow and sensual, slightly
exploratory. Reeve had no intention of starting anything in his old bedroom
like Reis had suggested, but he never could resist kissing the redhead. There
was something magnetic about Reno�s lips; he was certain of it. There always
had been from the moment he had first met the Turk.

The sound of someone
clearing their throat had both men reluctantly breaking away, looking over
their shoulders to find Reis shooting them amused glances from the doorway.

�You didn�t have to take my
advice to heart,� she put in, laughter evident in her tone.

Reeve exhaled sharply. �You
finished making your calls?� he questioned, grudgingly releasing Reno and
turning towards the doorway, done with his reminiscence.

The Turk followed close
behind him, not the least bit embarrassed at having been caught by Reis.
Reeve�s parents perhaps, but not her.

�Yep, so now you can come
downstairs and listen to me play.� She positively beamed as she linked her arms
through theirs, dragging them with little ceremony down the hall and towards
the stairs. �I�ve been practicing just for you.�

�But you hate to play,�
Reeve pointed out.

She shot him a look. �For
Mother and Father�s social functions, yes. A private concert for my brother and
his dearest love, no.� She turned, flashing Reno a big grin as she abruptly
changed the subject. �So not that much older than me, huh? What made you like
old stick in the mud here?�

The redhead blinked as he
looked at her, wondering why he hadn�t noticed before that Reis was actually
taller than her brother. �He looked trapped,� Reno said, with a wink to his
lover. �So I decided to set him free, yo.�

Reis raised an eyebrow.
�Really?�

The President shook his
head. �Reno, you�re impossible.�

�Ok, no, not really, but it
sounds good, doesn�t it?� He laughed, tilting his head to the side, trying to
look around Reis to Reeve. �Why is your sister taller than you?�

Reeve flushed. �She�s the
lucky one.�

His sister chuckled. �Damn
right. Now into the drawing room with you. I�m already set up.�

And so it was that they
spent the next hour listening to Reeve�s sister play, not that Reno minded.
While he hadn�t really heard instrumental or classical music before, he found
he actually liked watching Reis perform. He didn�t think he could ever play
such intricate melodies on an instrument, especially one as difficult looking
at the violin. Reeve had been right; she was extraordinarily talented. Even
someone like Reno, who knew nothing of music, could tell.

After Reis had finished her
third piece of the evening, a quiet and subtle clapping alerted them to the
fact that they were being observed. They turned around to find Reeve�s parents
standing in the doorway, a strange expression on their faces, showing through
the impassivity.

�Mother, Father,� Reis
greeted pleasantly, bending down to lay her violin gently in its case. �You are
just in time for dinner.� She stepped around the sofa as Reeve and Reno rose to
their feet.

Celia moved to embrace her
daughter. �Your playing was beautiful as always, Reis.�

The other woman smiled.
�Thank you, Mother.� Her eyes flickered to Kain. �Good evening, Father. We have
been waiting for the both of you to return.�

The executive moved around
the furniture to greet his father, reaching to shake hands. There was a strange
look in Kain�s expression as he inclined his head towards his son.

�Father,� Reeve greeted
pleasantly before stepping back to stand next to Reno, who had warily
approached the Tuesti parents. �Meet Ichigo Renaurd, my fianc�.�

Amber eyes, a mirror to
Reeve�s own shade, swiped appraisingly over the redhead. �He is the same age as
Reis,� Kain uttered in a monotone before shifting his gaze to his son. �You
never mentioned anything about marriage.�

�Indeed, he did not,� Celia
added, stepping up beside her husband. �You kept such important information
from us?�

Reeve swallowed thickly.
Only ten seconds in and it was not going well at all.

�I apologize, Mother,
Father. With recent events as they are, I had not the time for idle
pleasantries.�

Kain sniffed disdainfully,
hands interlocking behind his back as he turned on his heels. �I see,� he
responded. �Very well then. I am quite famished. Shall we retire to the dining
room to continue the introductions?�

�A great idea,� Reis
inserted hastily, already feeling the tense atmosphere thickening the air. �I
had Lucius prepare a lovely meal.� She began to usher them into the dining room
as quickly as she dared considering they were her parents, leaving Reno and
Reeve behind them in the drawing room.

The two lovers exchanged glances as Reno took a deep breath, and Reeve felt his
shoulders sag. It was going to be an incredibly long day.

-�� -�� -�� -�� -�� -

The silence was deafening,
as stifling as he had always remembered, and it left a bad taste in Reeve�s
mouth and making him feel off-center. Still, he held himself together for
Reno�s sake, who looked much like the proverbial fish out of water. Every
motion was pre-decided and deliberate, as if he feared making the wrong move
and setting off an explosion that would damn them all. Considering the
thoughtful and probing stares being tossed their way, perhaps it wasn�t too far
from the truth.

Finally, someone spoke.

Reis, ever the peacemaker,
smiled broadly over her barely-touched salad. �It is nice, is it not, Mother?
The entire family is present at the dinner table.�

Celia�s face was completely
impassive, but the words falling from her lips were immobilizing barbs meant to
heap on the guilt with little effort. �It is as it should be. Perhaps you can
convince your foolish elder brother to see the truth.�

Beside him, Reeve could
distinctly see Reno�s fingers tighten around his fork. He nudged his lover with
his knee, silently encouraging him to calm down. It was early yet. There was
still time for things to get worse. And he was certain they would. After all,
his father was still silent, and his mother had only begun.

�Foolish?� Reeve repeated,
trying to keep his voice even. �I am a successful executive, Mother. I fail to
see how that makes me foolish.� His words were tight as he ignored the food on
his plate.

His father�s gaze trained
steadily on him. �You work for ShinRa,� Kain stated with much disdain. �There
is little honor in that. Have you forgotten what ShinRa has done to this
world?�

�That is why he is trying to
fix it,� Reno cut in, his voice thin and barely restrained. �He has been working
himself without rest to make sure that--�

Celia snorted, somehow
managing to make it very elegant as she laid down her utensils, ignoring the
food on her plate. �That is quite enough out of you, Rico. As far as I can see,
you have been enough of an influence on our son.�

�Reno,� Reeve corrected,
through clenched teeth. �His name is Reno, Mother. The least you can do is
remember that.� He could feel his ire rising, despite the rather short time
they had been talking and knew within moments that things weren�t going to get
any better.

�We see no purpose in doing
so,� Kain interjected sharply. �Sooner or later, you will realize how much of a
fool you have made of yourself and leave this� ruffian. Cameron has been quite
patient--�

It was the last straw.

The executive shot to his
feet, slamming a hand down on the table. �I am not going to leave him,� he
insisted. �I am engaged to Reno. We are going to get married. Why can�t you
accept that?�

�It is unnatural,� Celia
seethed before waving a hand at her firstborn with an almost exasperated
motion. �Sit down, Reeve. We will speak of this like civilized people.�

�Reeve,� Reis pleaded
softly, reaching to place her hand gently on her brother�s arm. �Calm down,
please.�

He pursed his lips, feeling
his body beginning to shake with anger as he clenched and unclenched his fists.
It took great effort to calm his voice.

�It is not unnatural,� he
countered reasonably.

�Two men cannot possibly
love each other. It was not meant to be that way,� Kain insisted, his jaw set
tight with the belief that only he was in the right. �You cannot be serious
about him, Reeve.�

Loath to leave Reeve to
handle it alone, Reno refused to be silent any longer. His rage was boiling
over at their insinuations. The executive was one of the best things that had
ever happened to him, and he wasn�t going to sit back without a fight.

�I love him,� Reno hissed,
jerking to his feet and shaking the dishes on the table. He slammed a fist into
the top, causing his wine glass to tilt and stain the expensive white cloth.
�And you can�t tell me I don�t.�

Blue eyes flashed with anger
as all decorum was thrown out the window. Both of Reeve�s parents rose to their
feet as well, the lovely dinner that had been prepared completely forgotten.

�Look at you,� Celia spat,
disgust evident in her tone. �You are rude, uncouth� a boy from the slums.
You have nothing to offer him. What do you even do for a living?�

�I kill people,� Reno stated
flatly, leaning forward on the table, using one of his hands for balance.�

She gasped, one hand rising
delicately to her mouth as her eyes widened in complete shock.

Reeve�s eyes flickered
between them, words on the tip of his tongue but refusing to emerge as he
watched the verbal duel between the people that he loved the most. The same
lost look was on Reis� face as she struggled to find a way to make them stop.

�Which is precisely why I
say you do not belong with our son,� Kain inserted haughtily, his face
darkening rapidly with his irritation. �He is meant to marry someone from a
much higher existence than you. He will have children and carry on the Tuesti
name. This dalliance will end. I can�t believe that anything will become of
it.�

�Father,� Reis cried
desperately. �You�re saying such hurtful things. Can�t you see you�re only
driving him away?�

But Kain only shook his head
violently, narrowing his eyes in anger. �It is for his own good because it is
the truth. We did not raise Reeve to be� a homosexual. I love him, but I
won�t accept this.�

Aquamarine eyes darkened
until they were nearly the shade of midnight-blue as Reno�s gritted his teeth,
only to spit out a verbal response that was just as cruel and violent. His
words were cold, but Reeve didn�t hear them. His mother had chosen that moment
to speak to him, her voice low yet reaching easily to his ears.

�You cannot have children
with another man, Reeve,� she informed him, as if he hadn�t known that. �Ever
since you were a boy, you expressed how much you wanted to be a father. Have
you even considered this?�

The executive sucked in a
shuddery breath, knowing that she spoke the truth. The argument faded into the
background as he felt his heart thud in his chest. It hurt more than he had
imagined, the startling truth, the fact that his family and all that he held
dear could not work together. And the way his parents treated Reno, the love of
his life, he didn�t know how he could bear the gut-wrenching.

�I simply cannot believe
you, Reeve,� she continued, nonplussed by the paling of his features. �You
cannot even adopt. No one in their right mind would give two queers a child.
Everyone knows that gay men are pedophiles.��

Reeve pursed his lips,
everything inside of him growing inexplicably cold as rage filled his belly.
�Mother, be quiet. You have no right to say those--�

�I will not, Reeve.
You are wasting your life with this� street urchin!� Celia insisted, trying her
best not to raise her voice above what was accepted for a lady of her position.
�He is trash, son. A worthless, gay, murdering piece of filth, and we simply
will not stand for this� taint on our family!� She finished, slightly
breathless.

Reno�s eyes narrowed, a
retort burning on the tip of his tongue as his nostrils flared. He had caught
the last of her words. But instead of speaking all the derogatory rage that
filled his mouth, he whirled on his heels and stalked from the room, an angry
stomp to his steps. Reeve shot his parents a poisonous look before shaking his
head and hurrying after his lover, anger evident in his movements.

They headed immediately for
the front door, which was luckily the next room over, and pulled it open with
sharp movements, not bothering to wait for the butler. It slammed shut behind
them as they stomped towards the car. Reeve watched the form of his lover,
shaking with fury, and inwardly, he fumed. Rage at his family a burning
passion.

Behind them, the front door
swung open as Reis came running out. �Reeve!� she called out, hurrying to catch
up with them. �Reeve, please don�t go!� his sister pleaded, panting faintly as
she grabbed his arm just as he was opening the driver�s side door.

Reno had already slung his
open and dropped into his seat, slamming it back closed.

He shook his head. �I�m not
staying here to listen to that,� Reeve answered shortly, moving to stand
between the door and the car, poised to enter.

�They still love you,� she
insisted, moving around the side of the car and throwing her arms around him.
�I�ll talk to them, make them see reason or--�

He put his hand on her back,
managing a brief smile for her. �At this point, I do not know if anything can
be salvaged, Reis.�

She sniffled, pulling back
from the hug. �I don�t want to wait another five years or so before seeing you
again, Reeve.�

He shook his head. �You
won�t. You can still come see me. I�ll pay for it.� He disengaged himself from
her arms, gently steering her away. �Now get inside before they get mad at you,
too. I�ll call you later.�

Reis nodded, idly wiping at
her eyes as she stepped away from the car. �I love you, Reeve. You�re still my
brother. And tell Reno that, if he can�t hear me.�

He slipped into the car.
�Love you, too, sis.�

The door slammed shut and he
quickly cut the car on, easing it out of the driveway with jerky movements.
Amber eyes watched his sister reluctantly turn away and head back into the
house.

The fights were always
hardest on her since she was caught in between. But there was nothing he could
do about it, save never come see his parents again. He wasn�t going to leave
Reno, and that was the final answer. He loved his parents dearly, but he simply
couldn�t abide with them on this matter.

They rode back to the hotel
in complete silence. Reeve�s fingers were so tight on the steering wheel that
if he were any stronger, he would have twisted it to pieces. Reno was quietly
seething, his jaw set tight with anger. Neither man had any words to say to the
other, not without beginning an argument that was more of a fallout from the
visit than a true irritation with one another.

The silence hung heavy. From
the time that they pulled into the hotel�s parking lot, slid into a parking
space, exited the car, and trudged up the stairs to the second floor and their
room, they didn�t speak. Reno�s hands had clenched so tightly at his side that
they had gone bloodless, and Reeve�s shoulders were beginning to sag.

His parents� words kept
echoing in his mind.

Reno unlocked the door with
a jangle of keys, and Reeve silently eased past him, kicking off his shoes to
one corner of the hallway and shrugging out of his jacket before immediately
heading towards the balcony. The Turk watched his exit as he stood at the
balcony railing, hands gripping tightly to the metal and staring out at the
sea, tossing restlessly below him. His shoulders were tight with tension, and
after years of being with him, Reno could tell at a glance that his lover was
actually pretty close to tears.

Which was entirely
understandable.

All his life he had been
forced to choose between his parents and what he wanted for himself. Time and
time again, he walked a thin line between keeping them satisfied and struggling
to find his own happiness. And yet, they sought to try and take it from him
again.

Reno was angry with them,
furious even, but nothing they could say would cause him to leave Reeve. He had
suffered through much more than biting words in his life. Either way, he could
see that Reeve had been affected greatly, and seeing the depressed set to his
lover�s shoulders and remembering the tense somber silence of the car, his anger
began to fade.

It still simmered beneath
the surface, but with nothing before him to release it on, it did him no good.

Taking a deep, shuddery
breath, Reno pulled off his suit jacked and dropped it to the floor before
slipping out of his shoes. With that finished, he set his eyes on Reeve and
padded quietly across the floor, joining him out on the balcony. He raked his
gaze over the tense back before he approached, sliding his arms around Reeve�s
waist from behind and laying his chin on the shorter man�s shoulder. He molded
his body to his lover�s, comforted by the warmth that Reeve exuded.

Reno opened his mouth to
speaking, wanting to say something, anything. But Reeve beat him to it.

A weary sigh escaped from
the President�s mouth. �I�m sorry,� he apologized softly. �I didn�t--�

�What?� Reno interrupted. He
frowned slightly. �What the hell are ya apologizing for? You didn�t do
anything.�

�I know, but--�

Reno tightened his hold
around his lover, nuzzling his lips against a tanned neck. �I love you.�

The President sighed again.
�I love you, too, Reno. I wish things had turned out better.�

The Turk�s eyes slid shut at
the melancholy, defeated tone to his lover�s voice. It hurt him to see Reeve
feeling this way, and he wasn�t sure if there was a way he could fix it.

�If you�� he hesitated,
swallowing thickly as he considered the painful words he was about to say. �If
you asked me to I would--�

His words cut off before he
could finish them as Reeve suddenly whirled in his hold, grabbing him by the
front of his shirt and shoving him backwards until his back hit the glass door
of the balcony. Not enough to break it, but enough to make Reno feel it.

�You would what?� Reeve
snapped, eyes bright with sadness, anger, hurt. A little of everything swirled
inside of him. �Leave me? Just like that? What happened to promising to not
go?�

Reno�s gaze slid to the
side. �The only one who can make you look like that outside of me�s your
family, yo. You keep tearing yourself apart between me and them, and I don�t
like seeing you look like that.��

�That�s my choice. Mine!�
the other man snarled, hands literally trembling with the force of his
emotions. No further words piercing his mind, he crushed his lips against
Reno�s, a possessive almost violent kiss that very nearly drew blood as Reeve
shoved his tongue into his lover�s mouth.

Reno moaned, eyelids
fluttering as he sank into the touch. His hands came up, settling on Reeve�s
hips and squeezing the man gently. Reeve mercilessly plundered his mouth, pressing
the redhead further into the glass door as if he could somehow push him through
it. His hands slid from Reno�s shirt and up to the Turk�s head, entangling in
vivid strands with his thumbs brushing gently across pale cheeks.

A low growl echoed in Reeve�s
throat as he nipped at Reno�s lips, drawing a bit of blood before he finally
ended the kiss, apologetic for his violence. �I�m not letting you leave me,� he
whispered, his breath puffing across the Turk�s reddened and swollen lips.

Blue-green eyes fluttered
open, drunk with desire. �We�re both stupid, huh?� Reno managed to say, his
head falling back with a slight thunk to the sliding glass door.

Reeve exhaled shortly,
rolling his eyes. �You are impossible,� he muttered before leaning his forehead
on the redhead�s shoulder, taking in a deep and shuddery breath. �They are my
family, yes. But they cannot replace you, and I�m not going to even let them
try. Ever since the day I saw you across the way in the ShinRa building, a part
of me has wanted you.� He paused, reconsidering his statement. �It may have
even been love at first sight,� he admitted, a faint blush rising in his
cheeks.

Reno�s hands slid around to
his back, rubbing comfortingly. �It was the same for me,� he confessed softly.
�When I asked Tseng who you were and he told me that the only way I could meet
you was if I succeeded as a Turk, I vowed then and there to be successful. I
thought in that moment that I might�ve been looking my whole life for someone
like you.�

Reeve smiled, rubbing his
fingers over Reno�s cheek before he lifted his gaze. �Sometimes, the sweet
things that come out of your mouth make me think I�ve got the wrong Reno,� he
teased. �But that�s okay since I�m the only one who gets to see this side of
you.�

The Turk laughed. �You�re
weird.�

�I know,� the executive
grinned, leaning in for another kiss. �But that�s why you love me.�

Reno�s lips brushed against
his. �And you love me.�

�That goes without saying,�
Reeve whispered before pushing forward to claim his lover�s mouth, this time
much gentler than before.

His last thought was that
this was all he needed.

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A/N: Thanks to all for
reading! I hope you enjoyed this peek into Reeve and Reno�s past. I surely
enjoyed writing it. Leave a review before you go to perk up my exhausted muse
and I�ll be ecstatic. Thanks again!
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