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Tease - COMPLETE	By : albedosreqium Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1200 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: Don't own anything in the FF7 universe, just using for my own amusement and hopefully yours as well. I do not make any profit from publishing this story... enjoy

Chapter List
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Warning

A Zack and Cloud and possibly others (not telling yet ) fic, can guess who they are� yaoi� if you don't like that�don't read.

Pre-Author's Note

I plan on having a lot of fun with this fic and bringing in some others into the mix. You can probably guess who they are by now�now it is just how will it all come together.

Thanks to Ziggy Pasta for being my Beta�thanks and more thanks�

Reno's reason for not picking up Zack�I think it was a good one.

AND a new POV� Tseng, as brief as it is.

Disclaimer

Don't own, FF fandom just using for my own amusement. Do not profit from this endeavour.

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JUNON

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Reno was grateful for a helicopter full of samples. It meant that he didn't have to talk to anyone, and that was wonderful. He was also thankful that he was going home. He didn't want to lie in wait of a Sephiroth ambush, and he was looking forward to crawling into his own bed.

~even if I'll be alone~

He frowned heavily at that, but didn't have much time to contemplate it as a voice came over the radio demanding his attention.

"Yo, Reno here, over."

"Requesting current location. Over," the voice over the radio crackled.

Reno gave the coordinates and tapped his finger impatiently as he waited for word back. "How much cargo room is available? Over."

"I can carry another tonne. Over," he stated.

"Do you have room for passengers?"

"Uh, yeah. Three at most, but it won't be comfortable, yo. Over." He looked at the back. The three seats would be pretty cramped with the boxes arranged the way they were.

"Change of coordinates. Urgent transport of personnel from Junon to Midgar. What would be your ETA?"

He quickly calculated it. "Twenty, over."

There was some buzzing on the line before it was confirmed. He was heading to pick up some pricks in Junon.

~damn it. I'm probably expected to entertain them as well~

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Upon landing in Junon and watching the ground crew do all the checks, he started to pine for a cigarette. He only had one piece of gum left, and his mind was turning back towards how Sephiroth had settled the pack of gum into his pocket and the leather hand that smoothed his shirt�

~and how fuckin' hot he looked with the wind blowing his hair around like that~

He reached in and grabbed his last piece of gum. One of the men on the crew was having a cigarette as he worked. Reno almost asked him for one, but refrained.

~cigarettes cause too much trouble~

"Yo," he called out to get the attention of the crew. "Do any of ya know who the prick is that is supposed ta be arrivin'?"

The young man with the cigarette shrugged. "Don't know, but there's the limo."

He looked at the long black limo drive in. "Wonderful," he moaned. He hoped it wasn't some of those fat-cat executives. He was beginning to think that he should have lied and said that he was stocked full.

~I could be in the Mess hall complaining about my shoulder or something to Cloud~

Reno really wanted to pull the smoke out of the young mechanic's mouth and take a drag off of it. The gum was not cutting it today.

The limo stood there for a bit and whatever obnoxious asshole that he was supposed to take with him to Midgar was taking his sweet-ass time.

He snapped his gum, irritated. "Are we refuelled, yo?" he asked.

The guy with the smoke, inhaled sharply and nodded his head. Another added. "Just a few more checks and you'll be ready ta fly."

Now he just had to wait for the pompous prick to get out of the damn limo so he could get out of there.

The door of the limo finally opened. He turned to look at who he was most likely going to be insulting and ending up back in shit with Tseng.

~fuck~

The thought of jumping in the chopper and just leaving sounded really good right now, but he was frozen in his spot. He wasn't sure, but it looked like Rufus. The hair was like Rufus', but the clothes were nothing like what he normally wore. The guy was dressed in a pair of light blue jeans�

~very tight~

�and a simple white short-sleeved golf shirt. The guy was even wearing sandals on his feet, which was pretty laid back for some bigwig. Of course, he wasn't positive that it was the brat until a dark shadow bounced out of the limo and sat by the feet of the man in question.

The casually dressed man was still talking to someone on the inside, but it definitely was Rufus and the damn shadow with him was Dark Nation.

~please let Legend be in there too~

It was Dark Nation that spotted him first. She uncurled herself from around the feet of her master and glared right at him.

~this is goin' to be fuckin' great~

His stomach filled with dread as Dark Nation curled her lips up baring her teeth. Rufus was still chatting, and he could hear his light laughter.

~goin' ta eat me as a snack~

Rufus did have his monster on a leash, but that did not stop Dark Nation from running right at him. He saw Rufus turn with an alarmed look and a yell, but that was the last thing he registered before a large black body was on top of him. He had managed to pull out his EMR, but the cursed creature was quick. He got the rod up and used it to protect his arm, which seemed to be the target, and that large jaw was around his EMR. His finger was itching to press the trigger to give the stupid thing a shock.

"Get off me ya damn mutt," he growled and pushed. Dark Nation shook her head and pressed harder.

Her teeth were denting his weapon.

"Nation!"

The monster did not heed her master. He felt a claw on his chest and it was starting to dig in.

~screw it~

He pressed the button on the rod and immediately regretted it.

~first rule of using an EMR -- don't shock what you're touching~

Dark Nation made a sharp yelping sound and fell off him. He was shaking from the shock and gasping for air. Reno blinked his eyes frantically as he tried to get them to focus. There was a lot of yelling going on.

~I hope I killed the pet monster~

He sat up and glared at Rufus who was holding the beast's head in his lap and petting it as she quivered. Dark Nation's tongue lolled out and she was panting and whining. The mechanics were standing around with their mouths hanging open. Beside Rufus stood a tall thin man in a long blue coat who was looking down at the boss and beast with a concerned look. He knelt beside the monster and ran his hand over her head. There was a soft green glow that engulfed the mutt before the man made a diagnosis. "It was a mild shock. She'll be fine."

"Yo, anyone care that thing just pounced me?" Reno grumbled.

The man with the blue coat looked at him. Reno recognized him now. It was Reeve, the guy that was always trying to fix things up in the slums and spend money on environmental stuff. He didn't have much to do with the bearded man, but was aware of his reputation of talking people into a slumber during meetings.

Dark Nation lifted her head and growled.

~thing was just playing it up!~

Reeve snorted. "See, she's fine." Reeve moved to kneel beside him. Reno saw the bangle that had various coloured materia nestled in it. He felt the tingle of a cure run through him. "Better?"

"Yeah. Thanks," he muttered and stood. He didn't like the amused look on the man's face.

~I hate bigwigs~

Rufus' grey eyes turned to him and they weren't as cold as he suspected that they would be, considering he had just shocked his pet. Even if the damn thing did deserve it for charging at him and taking him down. It didn't look good to be taken out by a monster. He was a Turk, and he wasn't supposed to be that easy to take down, least of all by a pet.

Rufus was standing now, still stroking the head of the monster and looking at him.

"Well, it seems that Nation still doesn't like you," Rufus said, amusement thick in his tone. The monster grumbled at the sound of her master's voice. "You are lucky that I sedate her when we fly."

"Should've sedated her before ya got here, yo," he grumbled.

Reeve gave a low chuckle. "Well, sir. I believe we both should be about our way. Shall we get her aboard before I cast Sleep, so she will not attack the pilot?"

Reno bristled and twirled his rod. "I don't wanna deal with that thing on my chopper, yo. Get a muzzle for it!"

Rufus looked offended. "Sleep will keep her just fine," he said firmly. Dark Nation seemed to know what was being said and whimpered. "She will not be muzzled."

Reno took a deep breath, smelling the cigarette smoke of the mechanic, and now was desperately craving one. He glared at both the men and the monster. "If we crash, it's your damn fault." He couldn't look at the two men anymore and he was not going to help get that monster in the hold.

He climbed into his seat and watched as Rufus and Reeve climbed in. He noted that Rufus frowned at how crowded it was.

~that's what the pompous ass gets for waylaying me~

Dark Nation nervously looked about and gave him the evil eye. He sparked his rod to give the thing a warning. Rufus glared at him for that, but Reno was beyond caring at the moment. He had been attacked by her for the second time and he did not appreciate that she seemed to have more value than him.

Dark Nation made herself comfortable on a crate, circling a couple of times before settling down. That was when Reeve cast a Sleep spell.

~who woulda thought an office rat would be good with magic?~

"Well, sir, I will be heading back. I will be returning to Midgar in a week's time, and we can discuss the issues of the sector supports," Reeve said.

Reno thought his heart was going to stop.

~that meant�~

"Yo! You're not comin'?" He turned sharply and looked at the two men. If Reeve wasn't coming with them, that meant that he was going to be transporting Rufus.

~shit, I don't want to be just transporting Rufus. That would mean that I would be in the helicopter - alone - with Rufus. I dun wanna be trapped by the boss again. I dun wanna be alone with the brat~

He must have looked panicked because Rufus' eyes almost sparkled with amusement.

Then there was the other question of where was Legend. Legend was supposed to be assigned to watch the brat. Where was the boss' bodyguard? He was supposed to have a Turk with him at all times when he wasn't in Midgar.

Reeve left the helicopter, much more gracefully that a chair jockey should, leaving him alone with Rufus.

He stared at the man that remained behind.

~shit~

He was sitting in a seat beside the crate that the monster was sleeping on, rubbing the thing's ears as if she were a puppy.

"Are we waitin' for anyone else, yo?" he asked hopefully.

"No. It is just me," Rufus said with a twisted smile playing across his lips. "My father urgently wanted me back in Midgar."

Reno swallowed hard. He doubted that the brat's father wanted him back. The lack of love between the two was well known.

"Are you going to sit there or are we going to head home? The spell does have a time limit for its effectiveness," Rufus said as he stroked the neck of Dark Nation.

"What 'bout Legend? Where's he? Where's your protection?" It was strange to see Rufus sitting in such snug casual clothes. His normal bulky suit did not do his body justice. Reno examined the boss who was now leaning casually in the cramped seat, but looking like it was something that he had planned all along.

~and probably did~

"The rearrangement of those that are assigned to me was quite difficult," Rufus said, crossing his legs. "I had Legend accompany Cissnei instead of Rude for another mission. I knew you normally travelled with him, but it seemed I was mistaken on how Tseng had arranged you all. It was quite a bother."

~bother~

Reno looked back at the brat.

~Nothin' is ever an accident with him~

"Well, I suggest that we start, unless you want Dark Nation to wake during the flight. She doesn't particularly like flying," Rufus spoke in low tones and with slow blinking eyes.

Reno turned back to the controls with a tightening in his belly, not just from nervousness, but how the brat's voice and sexy casual clothes affected him.

~he can't do too much damage with me flyin' the chopper~

Reno was in his element now. He was at the controls of the helicopter and he was the one that was in power.

~why am I shaking then?~

Rufus couldn't do anything to him here while he was working. He was strapped in the back, still stroking the head of his pet. Rufus may have planned for him to be his escort, but he could do nothing about it.

~hopefully~

Reno focused on the chopper, even though he could feel those grey eyes burning in the back of his skull and found it extremely distracting knowing who was in the back seat. He went through the start up procedures and was planning on making it to Midgar in record time.

He was soon in his pilot mode as routine took over his thoughts, and he was able to block out the burning sensation that he felt boring into his shoulder blades. He was going to concentrate on flying as if he had just got out of training.

He was not going to think about the sexy passenger sitting behind him.

He was not going to think that Rufus had set this all up.

He was going to pretend that he hadn't been attacked by his pet.

He was going to push the chopper to its limit before Rufus started to try something funny from the back seat.

~shit, too late~

He heard a movement behind him and the click of a seatbelt being removed. He wanted to turn and run, but he had nowhere to go as he felt his headphone get ripped unceremoniously off his head and thrown to the other chair.

~totally trapped~

He felt warm arms curl around him from behind; one hand resting across his chest and moving sensually down to his belly. Rufus' other hand was pressing briefly against his shoulder, and then played across his neck to rest in his hair. A solid chin pressed against his shoulder and he could feel his warm breath gently playing along his ear as Rufus leaned into him.

"Sir," he whimpered. He hated how he sounded and how his body was reacting to his touch. The hand on his belly was so warm and his skin was burning. Again, he was in a situation where he couldn't touch, and the boss had complete control.

His hand tensed and pulled back on the cyclic stick. The nose of the helicopter pitched.

"Ah-ah," Rufus breathed into his ear. "You better get it under control or else you will have to explain why the Vice-President was tossed around a helicopter by a careless Turk."

He levelled off the helicopter again, but his breathing was hard to control. He was nearly panting as Rufus' hand ran over his belly and the other played in his hair, tugging at his red strands gently.

Rufus made a humming sound and he felt lips against his neck.

~fuck~

"This isn't a good idea, yo," he said, but he found himself moving so that Rufus had more access to his throat. He let his eyes dart around his instruments to make sure that he hadn't shifted course too far, and that there was nothing on the radar as he felt teeth pull at his flesh.

Rufus chuckled. "No, probably isn't, but you were supposed to be in Kalm. I was very disappointed that I was escorted by that prude mentor of yours." His teeth pulled a little harder on his skin and Reno couldn't help but moan in response. "So I will have to take what little time that I have."

"Yo, man. You're distractin' me," Reno said, trying to keep his eyes from closing completely and to keep them on the control panel. Rufus' hand was caressing him through his shirt as if he wasn't dressed at all. The man was absolutely amazing with his hands.

"That is the point," Rufus said, taking Reno's earlobe into his mouth and tugging gently.

~fuck~

He moved to look at Rufus and protest, but was surprised as Rufus' mouth latched onto his. There was nothing gentle about the kiss. Rufus was aggressive as he harshly kissed him. He fought against the kiss, but the hand in his hair firmed and held his head in place. A warm tongue forced its way into his mouth. Rufus made a very pleased noise as he explored his mouth until Reno thought he was going to suffocate.

His hand moved the cyclic stick, causing the helicopter to pitch to the right. He was forced to level out and look back at the controls to make sure that they weren't going to fly into anything. Rufus' hand was still stroking his belly as he let out a low melodious chuckle when he pulled out of the kiss.

He watched as Rufus licked his lips. "You taste divine. Cinnamon is a much better flavour than those cigarettes. I approve."

~even chewing gum is dangerous to my health~

Before he could protest, a hungry mouth and teeth were against his lips again. The brat could kiss, he would admit, but it was hard to enjoy the kisses when he was supposed to be concentrating on flying. His hand moved on the stick and the chopper shook. It did not seem to faze Rufus as he was jostled slightly, as it only seemed to tighten his grip in his hair, and he pushed his tongue further in his mouth. The hand on his stomach tugged at the hem on the button of his pants and tugged.

His pants were already uncomfortably tight and the tugging just brought that more to his attention.

Rufus pulled out of the kiss. "We are drifting, Reno. You need to get us back on course."

Reno snapped his attention to the controls and saw that they were indeed drifting. He reset the course so that they were heading to Midgar. Rufus was resting his chin on his shoulder again and made an amused humming sound.

"Sir?" he whispered. He looked down and saw those long fingers delving into the hem of his pants. He could feel him stroking the hairs around his groin and nimbly teasing him.

"Your mouth protests, but your body tells me that you want this," Rufus whispered, the hand in his hair tugging to ensure that his neck was exposed to him. Reno moaned as he felt that mouth sucking and nibbling on his sensitive throat. "You have such a tasty neck, my swan."

"Let me � uh � put �ah � on the autopilot," Reno said, trying to move forward to flip the switch that would allow him to free his hands and respond to the teasing.

The hand in his hair tugged to keep him where he was. "No. I like you like this." Rufus assaulted his ear with his teeth again. The hand that went to reach for the small little switch fell back to his side.

He whimpered. It was just a short reach to the switch, if he could move forward instead of being held back in the seat by warm�

He felt the pressure in his pants lessen as he felt the button pop. He involuntarily moved the cyclic stick again, causing the chopper to yaw to the left. Rufus chuckled but didn't stop his hand from delving into his underwear to smooth the hairs around the base of his arousal.

Rufus' sensual voice whispered in his ear. "Just think of all the things that we could have done if you had come to Kalm. We wouldn't have been restrained by time and in the confines of a helicopter. We would have been in the chalet that we have there. I even had the bed fitted with some smooth, silky sheets for you to writhe on." Rufus spoke those last words slowly and licked his ear for emphasis.

Reno leaned back to ease the tension of the fingers that were in his hair, and to alleviate the coils of tension that were growing in his belly as those fingers moved in his underwear. Teasing him! Rufus was not quite touching his swollen cock, but tracing his fingers around the base and stroking his pubic hair.

~so close, yet so far~

"I wanted to see the rest of those markings," Rufus whispered and moved so that he was kissing Reno's neck. The brat's fingers tightened in his hair as he was nibbling on his throat. "I wanted to run my tongue over every line and curve that was drawn there. I wanted to taste every part of you."

Reno twisted in his seat at the pleasurable assault. He really wanted to reach that autopilot switch so that he could at least touch the boss. It wasn't fair that he was always turned into the submissive one at a simple touch and smooth words. He didn't know when he turned into such a subservient one. He was an elite Turk. But Rufus effectively made him whimper and want to beg to let him do more.

~or have more done to you~

"We could have had so much fun together." Rufus bit the fleshy muscle on his neck. It caused Reno to let out a startled yell and he tried to pull away. The helicopter jerked as he clenched the cyclic stick tightly in his hand. He had to focus on the chopper as the grip in his hair increased and the hand around the base of his member gripped him firmly. Rufus was already kissing the bite mark as if he were apologizing for it. Rufus made that pleasing humming sound as he did.

"Gonna crash if you keep this up, yo," he weakly said. His whole body was on fire and he wanted more than just the teasing touches and nibbling lips. Rufus' words were setting him on fire and he was wishing that he had gone to Kalm after all.

"I have more trust in your pilot skills."

~Glad he does. I'm almost willin' to let go of the stick and get a good feel in before we crash~

"You are still on course," Rufus announced. "Keep it steady, Reno. I really don't want to be thrown about."

"Then ya gotta quit toyin' with me, Boss." Reno gasped and thrust his hips forward. Rufus' hand was now grasping him fully and gave him a little tug.

Rufus gave a chuckle and nibbled his ear. "I am rather enjoying myself." Reno felt the tension building in his belly at the humiliating treatment and his face flushing. His breathing became shallow as he tilted his head back.

"Fuck."

"Oh, I don't think we have time for that," Rufus whispered. The hand in Reno's fiery hair tugged his head to the side again. The one on his member stopped its stroking, but still squeezed him firmly. Reno couldn't help but give sharp and shallow breaths. His hand shook and so did the chopper before he gained control again. Rufus chuckled and proceeded to work his mouth along his neck, sucking and nibbling so wonderfully that it was hard not to let his eyes roll back in his head.

"You taste wonderfully sweet." Rufus nibbled his neck and jaw between words. "I was so looking forward to dining on you, tasting every part of you. I had days to fill and you were supposed to be there to fill them." Rufus removed his hand from his cock but still stroked the hair around it. Reno involuntarily moved his hips, trying to get that warm hand to grab him again.

Reno tried to talk but all he ended up doing was letting out a short moan with every exhale of his quick breaths.

Rufus continued talking and nibbling at his jaw and throat. "Did I mention the sheets I had purchased for us to use? I believe that I did. Yes, it was a shame to curl up in those silky black sheets alone. I bought black ones, so that your skin would be even more luminous against them. I so wanted to see you laying on them as I..." Rufus trailed off and moved his head so that they were kissing. "...had my way with you," he finished as he pulled away.

Reno's hand slipped again. The chopper jostled sharply. He quickly got it under control and stared at the console to make sure that they hadn't moved off course. Rufus chuckled in his ear. "I had the sheets packed to make sure that they were brought home. It was a shame that they were not used as I intended."

~used as intended~

Reno felt lightheaded and forced his breathing to ease a little. He was going to hyperventilate if he kept breathing shallowly. It was a little easier now that Rufus wasn't stroking him, even though he was still painfully hard and aroused.

"Always try for later," Reno managed to get out.

"Oh, that is for certain," Rufus said with authority thick in his voice. He pulled the hand out of his underwear and Reno moaned in protest as the damp hand ran over his belly. "But our time is short." Rufus felt the grip lessen on his hair, with the arms no longer around him. He was about to protest being left in such a condition, when Rufus pointed to the headphones. "I believe that they are trying to contact you."

Then Rufus was gone. No longer tugging at his hair or touching his stomach. He was handing him the headphones and was smiling at him. Standing slightly stooped in those adorable casual clothes, his hair falling to hide one of his amused grey eyes. But that damn smile - amused and smug - displayed on swollen lips.

~I really hope those jean are uncomfortable~

He grabbed the headphones out of his hand and thrust them back on his head. "Yeah, yeah. Hear ya. What do ya want?"

"Confirming occupancy of Vice-President Rufus on the chopper, sir. Over."

"Yeah. Br� Boss is here, yo."

They gave him the landing pad number he was supposed to go to and he mumbled his response back. Twice, as it seemed they didn't hear him the first time.

~people need to get their ears checked~

He turned to see that Rufus had taken his seat again. He was sitting there like nothing happened and was stroking the head of his monstrous pet. He was already acting like he hadn't spent the whole helicopter ride playing with his body and mind. He was still so aroused that Reno doubted he could do the zipper of his pants back up without injuring himself.

"Such a short ride. What a shame," Rufus said. He didn't even look fazed. He still had the aura of being a pompous, self-righteous, bigwig even in those damn casual clothes. "You better make yourself somewhat presentable before we land. My father will most likely be waiting for me upon landing."

~totally just mind-fucked me~

He arranged himself carefully as he fastened his pants. He hoped that he would be calmed down enough when they landed. He didn't want to walk out of the chopper with a raging and painful boner. He slumped in his chair and glared at the man that did this to him.

~black silk sheets and white suit would be fuckin' hot~b

His cock twitched at the thought. He had to calm down, and thinking about Rufus lying on black silk sheets wasn't helping his current situation. He glanced back at Rufus who was crossing and uncrossing his legs. At least he knew that he was turned on.

Reno wanted to wipe that smug smirk off his pompous face.

A voice in his ear told him that he had to pay attention to flying again.

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Tseng frowned at Reno's attire. Reno was never one to wear his suit properly to begin with, but this deviation from the normal work attire was way out from the norm.

~turtlenecks do not follow the clothing regulations ~

He might have overlooked it if it wasn't such an atrocious colour. It was a terrible shade of green that nearly glowed and reminded him a bit of Christmas colours with how his red hair contrasted with it.

He was preparing himself a coffee before the morning meeting. He observed his subordinates react to the strange attire on the puzzling Turk.

"A little early to get in the holiday spirit?" Cissnei chuckled.

Reno responded simply, "I ran out of white shirts, Sissy."

"Cissnei," she said as she swirled the coffee in her cup and sat beside Rude. Rude sat there silently, but Tseng could tell he was just as curious about the horrible shirt. "Where did you even get something of that horrible colour?"

"It was fashionable a couple of years back, Sissy. Don't tell me you didn't have a tube-top this colour," Reno quipped. Tseng wondered if she did indeed have a tube-top that colour from the redness of her cheeks.

"Reno," Rude said in a firm, low tone. Tseng was always amazed at how the two communicated. Simple words and gestures between the two spoke volumes.

Reno slumped in his chair and tugged at the snug shirt around his throat. Tseng knew very well that he didn't like things constricting his neck, so why was he purposely putting himself through �

~Rufus~

He saw the marks on Reno's neck as he tugged at it, trying to make it more comfortable for him to breathe.

He had hoped that the helicopter would not be a place where Rufus would try something on Reno, but obviously the Vice-President had, from the bruising that he briefly observed. Reno had left the chopper pad so quickly that he did not have time to talk to him at the time of his arrival. There were other pressing matters with dealing with moving the President and Vice-President to the meeting with the Science Department heads. He did not see him disappear until he had inquired where he was to the crew that was working on securing the chopper.

~we need to have a little chat about his little crushes~

"Reno."

Reno jumped and looked at him. He tugged at his collar again, but this time it was like he was trying to make it go higher up his neck. "Sir."

"After this meeting, we do need to have a chat. Can you free yourself up for an hour? I am available after this morning's meeting," Tseng said as he walked behind him. He could smell the 'flavouring' that Reno had in his coffee and frowned at the thought of him partaking in alcohol so early in the morning.

~Rufus has to stop interfering with him~

Reno nodded. "Sure thing, Boss. Um... your office, right?" He sounded a bit nervous.

Tseng nodded. "Mary-Beth will let you in," he said simply, and was glad to see the relieved look on his face at the mention of his strict secretary.

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Yeah, another Dark Nation Chappy� I want one as a pet.

~goin' to eat me as a snack~ after I reread this, I realized that Reno could have been referring to Rufus or Dark Nation. You can decide which one he is referring too, yourself.

And Rufus has the upper hand on everything, doesn't he.

Now everyone, all together now, "Poor Reno."

I will apologize for the delay, and I will make the excuse that work has drained the life out of me, and leave

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