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Tseng's Company	By : Turkaholic Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1072 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Tseng's Company
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-Epilogue
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I thought about that idea a lot in that damn car. Up until this point in my life, I'd never even considered 'love'. 'Love' was the excuse women came up with to see you again after a one night stand, and I'd actually removed the idea of its existence from my mind...til now. Shit what if I was falling in love with Tseng? That'd put a goddamn strain on my work, wouldn't it? Oh man, I really couldn't handle this right now: I had enough crap on my plate without considering the idea of falling in love with this hard son of a bitch. I was thankfully pulled out of that line of thought when Tseng looked in the sideview mirror and tensed up.
"Looks like we've been spotted." He said calmly, and placed a hand on the gun hidden under his suit. I looked in my mirror...and I swear I nearly had a heart attack.
Two words: Fucking hell. If this wasn't what people call 'a blast from the past' then I don't know what was. Three tall, black haired guys were stomping down the alleyway towards Tseng's car, so much muscle on each of them they looked like they were about to burst. One of them carried a crowbar, and the other two just followed behind him, stupid sneers on all their faces. I shuddered. Nero, Caesar and Max: the Don's favourite pets and they were heading this goddamn way. Apparently Tseng saw the look in my eyes.
"Know them?"
I nodded without a word and gripped the handle of my electro-rod. Fuck, I knew they'd recognise me as soon as they saw me. Tseng wound the window down as Max - the one with the crowbar - peered in at him.
"Problem?"
Damn! How could Tseng stay so damn calm in these situations, he was like a block of ice! I turned away from Max to try and hide my face: if he recognised me, me and Tseng would be in a whole world of crap.
"You hangin' round here fer a reason fella?" I heard Max say. Tseng just sighed while I pretended there was something really interesting out the side window.
"Would it bother you if I was?"
"It might do... I might have to break this pretty car of yours into pieces - and your neck."
"...wanna try it?"
There was a goddamn awful silence, but I couldn't look to see what was happening, because I was still trying to hide my face. I could tell from Tseng's tone of voice though that Max had majorly pissed him off, and a word of warning: when a Turk is pissed, you give them a wide birth. Even Tseng had his limits, and I think threatening his car was probably an ignition point, because I suddenly realised Tseng had pulled out the revolver and was pointing it at Max. It was then, being the camplete and utter moron that I am, I took my eyes off the side window and looked at Tseng and Max, Tseng with his gun to the other guy's head, and a fire in those eyes that in two years two months of working with him, I'd never actually seen.
"Drop the crowbar." Tseng growled, his voice was suddenly dangerously low. Max looked like he was goddamn stoned. He was staring down the barrel of the gun in a sort of daze, as though he had no idea what in the hell it was that Tseng was pointing at him. Hey, even if I am a Turk, I was still pretty anxious at this point, gripping to the upholstry like it was the only thing stopping me from collapsing, and my eyes open as wide as they possibly could be. Max may not be the smartest of the Don's cronies, but there was a reason why Don Corneo liked him and his brothers so much. Speaking of which...
" Oh shit. Tseng...? Where are the other two?"
Well, at least I didn't have to bother answering that question, as the door opened behind me and I was dragged out by the throat. Nero was holding me in the air by the throat like a little girl. Fucking hell, these are the situations where you wish you were incredibly fat and heavy, like president Shinra. I heard that godawful chuckle of Max's as Tseng actually cried out in shock.
"Well looky here bro, if it aint little Reno." Caesar chuckled.
"Goddamn! Long time no see Reno, how are things up on the plate?"
"Get the fuck off me you stupid brainless piece of shit!" was what I tried to say, but what actually came out was a series of incomprehensible gurgles as my windpipe was squeezed. I threw out a damn pathetic swing at Caesar as Nero hurled me to the floor. Ah shit, now in addition to a fucking painful hangover I was about to get pummelled. Perfect. This day just got better and better. I put a hand on my throat gingerly and watched Tseng still in the car, still pointing a revolver at Max, but he was looking at me on the ground in front of the bonnet with a surprised look on his face. Like I said before: Max wasn't smart, but for a guy of his size he was damn fast. Tseng's distraction was all he needed in order to knock the gun out of his hand and send it flying down the alleyway out of Tseng's reach. I didn't see any more of what was happening to Tseng, as Nero and Caesar were suddenly looming over me with stupid dumbass grins all over their faces. Shit what was I, a circus exhibition?
"Never thought you'd show yer face round here again runt, after running off to join the Shinra."
"Yeah well I'm full of surprises." I wheezed, still dizzy as they came nearer.
"The Don's gonna fucking kill you when he gets hold of you, you'll have more than those poncy scars on your face once he's through." That's it you dumb shit...come a little closer... just a little -
"C'mon, Nero...let's kick the little bastard senseless, just for old times sakes."
I went for my electro-rod and lunged at Nero, who for some goddamn stupid reason was leaning right over me as if he thought I wouldn't fight back. I caught him in the chest and sparks of electricity started spreading out as he screamed in pain. I held it there for a few moments as his skin began to bubble and melt. Damn now this was better. I let a bloodlustful smirk spead across my face as the asshole in front of me collapsed on the floor. Dead? Maybe...hopefully. He fucking deserved it if he was.
"What the hell'd you just do to my bro?" Caesar shrieked at me as I stood up. I went to lunge at him too but this time I missed. I was half dazed and hungover, after all. The next thing I knew I'd stumbled, and Caesar had followed close behind me, pushing me up against the side of the car, and making a Reno-sized dent in the side. For the first time since the fight had started I could see Tseng. He'd gotten out or been dragged out of the car, and was currently struggling with Max for control of the crowbar. Oh fuck, we were screwed. I tried to struggle away from Caesar's grip but lets be reailstic here: some big ass weightlifter versus me, puny little Reno with my skinny body.
"You just kill my brother you little shit?"
"Get-the-hell-off-me."
Caesar brought my arm up my back as hard as he could and I grunted. Caesar knew fucking well how to hurt me, and he hadn't forgotten over the years, but now he had a new toy to play with: I felt my grip slip on the electro-rod and it clattered to the floor. My eyes shot wide open as I saw Caesar bend down to get it out of the corner of my eye. In front of me, Tseng had lost his grip on the crowbar, and Max proceeded to bring it down hard on Tseng's arm. Tseng crumpled to the floor. I looked on in horror... Oh fuck no. Then I screamed as Caesar shoved my electro-rod into my back.
My entire body began to shudder uncontrollably and my brain felt numb. Lines of white light appeared across my eyes and I could actually hear my own skin bubbling as I continued to scream, knowing fucking well I was dying, but unable to do a damn thing to stop it. Through the white lines I could still see Tseng, who was now looking up at what was happening with what looked like utter pain in his face. Then it all began to dim away. Fucking hell, I was dying! I remember hearing Tseng shout my name... before Caesar suddenly pulled away and I sank to my knees, still shuddering through electric shock. All my senses began to dim away to black, and the last thing I saw was Rude coming back, gun at arms length as he started to fire. Then I moaned and lost consciousness, lying half dead in the middle of sector 6.
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