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Sex and Politics
By : blackcurrants
Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male
Views: 659 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy VII, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
CHAPTER 20
“Holy hell, boss, you trying to kill yourself?” Reno rushed into the enormous bathroom when he saw Tseng sitting on the marble floor with his upper body slumped over the ornate bathtub. Reno came to the Shinra Residence after Tseng’s urgent text message, and he was unpleasantly surprised to find the Residence silent and abandoned, except for a few guards at the front door. He quickly checked all the rooms before coming to Tseng’s suite.
“No,” said Tseng, sitting up and rubbing his bloody forehead. He had a gush on the skin right below the hairline that bled down his face. He was a hopeless mess. He wore no shoes and no jacket and his dress shirt was unbuttoned and clinging to his skin. His long black hair was wet too and the silken strands hung down in uneven waves. “But someone else certainly was.”
Tseng accepted Reno’s hand and tried to get up but his legs were numb from sitting and he collapsed into Reno’s embrace. Their closeness was electric and awkward. Tseng still seemed a bit dazed and Reno was unsure how to interpret his lingering on top of the younger Turk.
“Why are you here anyway, I told you to check on President Shinra,” Tseng finally said as he pushed off of Reno.
“Now you have to specify if you mean junior or the old man,” Reno shrugged, reaching for a fluffy burgundy towel. “I send Rude to check on the ‘baby,’ and I came here, in case-”
“Don’t bother,” Tseng took the towel from Reno’s hand and begun to lazily massage his wet hair with the fuzzy fabric. “We still have only one President. Old bastard cleared out of here last night.”
“And what happened to you?” Reno was skeptical. He saw the bathtub was halfway full and the rug next to it was soaked with standing water. There was blood on the rug, and on the inside of the tub. “Relaxing bath gone wrong?”
“Old man Shinra didn’t take too kindly to my becoming his son-in-law at first,” Tseng smirked, leaning against the wall in exhaustion. “He gave me a concussion with a scotch bottle and then he asked me a few about where my loyalty was. I am from Wutai, you know, and it is still a hostile nation.”
“You’re shitting me!” the redhead exclaimed. “He interrogated you? Boss controlled drowning is bad news, it can starve your brain for oxygen, can fuck you up real bad! Let’s get you to the hospital Tseng, have a nerve doc check you out.”
“I’m fine, thank you.” Tseng allowed Reno to haul him up by the waist. They stood there, with Tseng leaning against the wall and Reno leaning against Tseng, his strong hands gripping the senior Turk. “He didn’t injure me. That wasn’t his intent. Believe me he easily could have.”
“I don’t like this,” Reno ran a nervous hand through his messy red hair. “It’s like the old man’s been reborn and I don’t like this new version of him one fucking bit. He was a slime bag before, now he’s actually dangerous.”
“It doesn’t matter now, he’s gone.” Tseng said, smoothing his hair away from his face.
“He’s dangerous, boss.” Reno repeated. “We have to track him down and settle this for good.”
Tseng grabbed Reno’s hand and pulled the redhead closer to where their faces were practically touching each other. Their bodies joined into one and Tseng’s soft cheek brushed against Reno’s ear.
“Do not EVER again mention his name. Or that he is alive. Or that we should pursue him. As far as the world is concerned the old man Shinra died back in Midgar. As far as I am concerned my new father-in-law had a brain injury that turned him back into the psychopath he was in his youth. He promised he’d make me watch all of you Turks die an ugly death if he finds out that we are plotting to kill him. And he does have spies everywhere. So let it be. As the future leader of the Turks you have to know when to abandon the chase.” Reno gasped.
“You’re stepping down, boss? How come?”
“The transition won’t happen for a while, but yes, I am stepping down. I am being promoted. As I said the old man didn’t want to kill me,” Tseng shrugged, smiling mysteriously. “Controlled drowning was just his way of interviewing me for the Vice President’s position and making sure I didn’t bullshit him. I promised him Gil. Lots and lots of Gil. And the old man liked what he heard. I’m getting a promotion to VP and you will NOT fuck it up for me!”
“What a kiss-ass!” Reno’s grin grew wide and happy. “So you get the boy and the money, huh?”
“Hey, I am an ambitious man,” Tseng said smugly, drying his hair. “Besides, I love the boy.”
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