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Tease - COMPLETE	By : albedosreqium Category: Final Fantasy VII > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1096 -:- 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

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Warning

A Zack and Cloud and others fic, you know, Sephiroth and Rufus are in here as well as Reno. Yaoi.
Pre-Author's Note

Thanks to Ziggy Pasta for being my Beta…
Things are starting to change around Shin-Ra. Everyone is feeling a little tense.
Disclaimer

Don't own the FF7 fandom, just using for my own amusement. Do not profit from this endeavour.

CRISIS

The announcement and change was abrupt. He knew that his half-brother had been planning something, but all the information that was coming to light told him that the former Director's plans were bigger than he anticipated.
~we are more alike than I first thought~
He absently stroked the head of Dark Nation as she nuzzled next to him in his bed. He hadn't moved from this position since he got the notice and didn't know what to make of it. He had been thinking and trying to see if this change had any effect on his own plans.
"You can't just lie in bed."
He looked up to see Reeve standing in the doorway to his bedroom. He groaned and buried his face into his pillow. He didn't want to get up and out of bed and deal with things just yet.
It was good that Lazard was out of the direct way of him taking over the company, but now he had to worry about his indirect interference.
~and he is most likely with Genesis~
That pissed him right off.
His brother joining Genesis in defection and trying to bring the company down was a twist that he had not been expecting. But then, if he had talked to Genesis about his plans, he may have been able to use him to bring control of the company to him while he was still here.
He still didn't understand Genesis' motivation in leaving and doubted that he ever would. The man was way too complex for him to understand.
"Rufus, there are things to be reorganized. You need to get out of bed," Reeve said in a more demanding voice.
Dark Nation made a small yipping noise and he could feel her cold nose on the back of his neck. He squirmed away from her nose and pushed her. "Nation," he whimpered. "You are supposed to be on my side."
~I think we need to get her more training to listen better~
"She knows that you are supposed to be getting out of bed. We have a crisis on our hands and your aid is needed to help fill the gaps that are being left behind," Reeve said.
"It isn't like my father will listen to my suggestions anyway," Rufus said bitterly as he sat up in bed. Dark Nation stood, giving a languid stretch before bounding off to rub herself against Reeve.
He watched Reeve scratch behind her ear and tentacle as she started to grumble; it was her version of a purr. "If you do not show up and make suggestions, your father will not even be able to reject your idea."
~he hated it when Reeve was right~
He watched as Reeve clipped on a leash to Dark Nation's collar and then looked up at him. "I will ensure that your breakfast is ready in half an hour. That should allow you plenty of time to shower and change before we start the day."
He was about to complain, but Reeve raised his hand to silence him. "You can not change anything sleeping your life away and feeling sorry for yourself in bed. You will get up and greet the day."
He really hated it when Reeve did that. He couldn't retaliate as Reeve led Dark Nation out of his bedroom. Rufus had no choice but to obey him. He always used logic against him and there was no way of arguing with him about it.
It didn't help that he was right. He couldn't stay in bed and mull things over. He had to get out and start laying claim to the gaps that Lazard left behind to make things go his way.
He had to now fight his half-brother outside of the company, as he was most likely in cahoots with Hollander and Genesis now. He had to determine what that meant for him and his own plans.
It could be disastrous. He had played over a few negative scenarios in his head, which was why he didn't want to leave his bed. All of them were leading to his death or being hurt really bad. He didn't like those thoughts and he was trying to think of other ways to achieve his goal.
He hated having to rethink his plans all because of his stupid half-brother.
Maybe his father would see him as an asset now as he was the one that was staying behind. His legitimate child was still helping him run the company and to make the Shin-Ra empire great. They may have had different ideas on how to do that, but he at least wanted the company to continue.
He was pretty sure that Lazard wanted the company brought down for his own personal, selfish reasons.
Rufus crawled out of bed and started to shed his pyjamas as he walked to his bathroom to have a shower and prepare for the day.
He knew it was going to be a nasty day of meetings and reallocation of resources. He was not worried about SOLDIER though. The other executives could fight over it as far as he was concerned. SOLDIER was a dead program. Bio-SOLDIERs with their own thoughts and enhancements were not the wave of the future as the scientists touted.
~they fail no matter what side they are on~
He didn't care for the constant failure of the robots either. He wanted Scarlet gone as soon as possible to get rid of the problem of having to deal with her, but knew that was impossible as long as his father was around.
~he likes his benefits from her being around too much~
The better option was to refine the Turks and no one else saw that. They were people and flawed but they could also be trained to be loyal to him and the company. He knew, despite their differences and a conflict, Tseng was loyal to him. There were a few enigmas. He didn't know about Rude, but the man was loyal to Tseng and obviously to Cissnei.
People could be used when they had people they cared about near them.
~and didn't have the crazy injected in them like the SOLDIERs~
He crawled into his shower and turned it on as hot as he could plot and ponder.
But there was the enigma that was Reno; the first person to ever shun him. He rubbed his throat even though the bruise was long gone from the attack. He was glad that he wore a turtleneck most of the time so that he didn't have to explain it to anyone.
Reeve saw it and asked him, but he just told him that he had a little mishap with Dark Nation and it was left at that. He suspected that Reeve knew more, but the other man was kind enough to keep it to himself at the moment.
The gifts Rufus sent were not returned so that was a good sign, but Reno was still elusive to him. Tseng warned him not to interfere with him again as he was in a relationship. Being in a relationship with Sephiroth certainly couldn't stay stable for long.
Sephiroth was a cold, unfeeling man and had learned that from Genesis.
~maybe Genesis lied to you~
He doubted that, though. Genesis was always a passionate man and he wore his heart on his sleeve. It was always enjoyable getting him worked up and making him beg for more.
~he's gone and is trying to destroy the company you want to take over~
Genesis confused him so much. In one action, he told him that he cared for him and to take care of himself, and in the next he was trying to destroy everything that Rufus was striving for.
The former SOLDIER did not make any sense and now he was in league with his brother.
Rufus scrubbed his hair as he tried to figure out what this change really meant for him. He would talk about this with Reeve. Reeve always had insights as to what to do with these types of things.
He knew he was spending too long in the shower but he needed more time to think about this situation. How was he going to deal with this Genesis and Lazard situation?
The water got cold as he tried to plot and think about what had to be done next. He stepped out of the shower and wrapped himself in his housecoat before he walked back into the bedroom. Dark Nation was back on his bed and he sighed as he watched her sprawl out and nearly cover the whole queen-sized bed. She was already snoring.
Reeve had fed her and she was having her after-breakfast snooze. She didn't even twitch as he walked over to his closet and pulled out a suit to wear for the day.
He was half-dressed with the door opened and Reeve stood at the entrance. He was still putting on his Kevlar-lined undershirt as the older man came over holding a cup of coffee.
"You are slower than you normally are," Reeve said as he handed him the cup.
Rufus took it from him and cradled it for a moment before he took a grateful sip and sighed at how good the first sip in the morning tasted. "I have a lot to think about," Rufus said as he took another drink.
"I am sure you do," Reeve said with a chuckle. "The meetings will start in an hour to discuss the continued crisis."
Rufus knew he was right. They may not listen to his ideas and thoughts, but he would hear their's. It was important to have all sides of the story. Information was power and he knew that well and had already used it to his advantage.
Reeve knew that as well, and he could see it in the man's eyes.
"At least I won't have to deal with Lazard any longer and hopefully things will go more smoothly from here," Rufus said as he placed his cup aside and grabbed his black vest that he wore as an extra protective layer. Reeve had provided him with the design for the clothes to protect him after the first attempt on his life. It was a lot of clothes to wear and it got in the way at times, but it was better than getting shot or cut.
"Good boy," Reeve said and looked over at Dark Nation. "I shall wake up your guardian and we shall get there early."
~I am not a boy anymore~
"You planned this," Rufus said as he worked his buttons.
The older man gave him a gentle smile. "I know you too well, Rufus. We don't want to miss the pre-meeting gossip," Reeve said as he sipped his own coffee and walked over to the bed to give it a kick. He watched as Dark Nation grumbled and growled, but there was no threat in it.
Rufus almost laughed, but refrained. It was undignified to laugh. "Is Reno going to be at the meeting?" He grabbed his white coat and checked the pockets before putting it on. He had to make sure that he had his guns in the slots on the inside where they were easy to grasp with the flick of a wrist.
Reeve shook his head. "You would be wise to stop such games," Reeve said his usual piece. He did not approve of any of his relationships.
~at least he cares enough about them~
"I'm not playing games," Rufus said as he slipped his jacket over his shoulders and looked at how it sat in the mirror. He brushed off some imaginary lint and made sure the lines of the coat fell correctly.
"Reno is dangerous and so are his friends."
"I'm not scared of Sephiroth."
"Sephiroth is not the one you need to be afraid of," Reeve said in his knowing way. He waited for him to say more, but he leaned forward and he ruffled the ears of Dark Nation. "Right, girl? Right?"
"Who should I be afraid of? Tseng?" Rufus scoffed.
"I would be wary of him, but not afraid. Reno has a lot of friends, Rufus. You seem to be missing some information that is vital before you proceed with that line of thought." Reeve smiled at him but his dark-brown eyes were telling him something different.
Reeve always knew what was going on, often more than a Turk.
He knew if he asked out-right he would be ignored and Reeve would laugh it off and tell him to be careful with whose toes he stepped on.
~It's annoying at times~
"I'm aware of who my enemies are," Rufus said in a defensive manner. He had this conversation with Reeve about every six months, and he wondered where he was going with it this time.
"You're only aware of some of your enemies," Reeve said still scratching the ears of Dark Nation. "You underestimate the others."
The Vice-President narrowed his eyes and crossed his arms. "What are you saying? Is there others I should be worrying about?"
~I do not like veiled threats~
"With Lazard leaving a vacancy, there will be a scramble to fill that role and the role of Lazard had changed." Reeve walked over to him and put his hands on his shoulders. "You should think about changing your role as well."
"My role? My role is the Vice-President of Shin-Ra. My role is to become the President and make this company even more powerful than my father could ever do. That is my role. Why would I change it?" Rufus said and started to feel annoyed.
~I hate it when he gets all cryptic~
"I worry what the future holds for you, Rufus." Reeve's hands squeezed his shoulders. "If you continue down the path you are going, I'm afraid you're going to be lost."
Rufus narrowed his eyes and pushed the hands off of his shoulders. "I'm not a boy anymore, Reeve." He stalked over to the bed and snapped his fingers, and Dark Nation bounded down. "I know the path I have to follow."
He heard Reeve sigh but he ignored him.
"I'm hungry," Rufus said as he straightened his coat again. "Did you say breakfast was ready?"
Reeve nodded, "Of course." He started to walk behind him. "While we eat, I will fill you in on all that happened so far."
"Are you going to continue to speak in riddles?" Rufus asked as he noted that a meal was already placed on his counter; a simple bagel with cream cheese, toasted, and a small bowl of berries and a glass of orange juice.
~bagel better still be warm~
"I'm done for today," Reeve said. "Sit down and eat and I shall talk to you about the conditions of Lazard leaving and what I found in his office."
Rufus sat down at his normal stool and took a drink of his juice and wished he remembered his coffee. But as Reeve talked, he seemed to sense his distress at the lack of caffeine and fetched him another cup. He listened to Reeve's deep voice as he learned some new things about his half-brother, his conditions of leaving and the indications of what his plans were.
~and a little more about Genesis too~

Zack felt lost.
Sephiroth stood staring out the window, looking like a statue at the setting sun over the reactors. He had seen him doing that a lot lately and it was starting to scare him.
"This is not going well," Sephiroth said.
Zack remembered what Sephiroth told him in the hall a couple days ago. He wondered if he was close to his breaking point.
~I don't want him to leave too~
"Do you think Lazard had this planned the whole time?" Zack said as he looked at the messy stack of papers on Sephiroth's desk. The General had been reading stuff all night again. Zack would rather be in his comfortable apartment and warm bed than to be dealing with the chaos that was surrounding all of Shin-Ra.
Lazard was already gone. There were more sightings of Genesis clones and large consequences coming from this latest defection.
The pictures of the ever-mutating clones sat open on the desk, as well as a picture of Genesis as he looked when his identification card was made. There had been another picture there as he walked into the office, but Sephiroth had hid it in his desk. He got a good look at it as Sephiroth's fingers traced over the edges of it before he hid in a drawer, thinking that he hadn't seen.
The picture showed Sephiroth standing beside Angeal on a day that looked bright and sunny. On the other side of Angeal, Genesis stood looking healthy, strong and proud. They were wearing casual clothes and there seemed to be real smiles on all their faces.
They were standing in an orchard that he remembered walking through with nervous trepidation as he tried to remember his mentor's words about the trees. He remembered witnessing the vibrant greens being consumed by red flames and the smell of burning apples that filled the air as he boarded the helicopter, and they flew away.
He would never forget that day.
~Angeal said he always felt like he was in the middle of the two~
"Most likely," Sephiroth said and turned towards him. He had never seen Sephiroth look so tired; there were dark circles under his eyes and his shoulders dropped as he stood there.
Zack reached out and touched Sephiroth's shoulder.
Sephiroth jerked away from his touch as though he were burned and turned back to the window. Zack could see him stiffen as he looked out onto the glowing mako stacks. "Things are going to get worse before they get better."
"Are you okay?" Zack asked, moving beside the Silver General to try to look at his face but noticed that he was hiding behind his hair again.
"I'm fine," Sephiroth said.
~that's becoming his favourite saying~
"Are you sure?" Zack whispered and leaned against the window so that he could see Sephiroth's face. He sure didn't look fine.
"We will move past this crisis and then we can gain a semblance of normalcy again," Sephiroth said. "Stability must be regained."
Zack frowned. "Everything sure has gone to shit and it would be nice if everything would go back to normal around here."
Sephiroth made a small sound of agreement. "Some calmness would help ease one's nerves."
"Wanna drink?" Zack asked. He still had the bottle of rye hiding in his desk and was more than willing to get it. The day was filled with dealing with fellow SOLDIERs and management, who did not know what to do or what the future would hold for them within the company. Sephiroth had been spending most of his day with the Science Department with what remained of the SOLDIERs.
~he's not getting any rest~
"No." Sephiroth slouched and ran his hand over his face. "I think it is time to retire for the evening."
"Are you going to be able to sleep?" Zack doubted that he had slept for more than a few hours at a time. Sephiroth had been spending more time reading at his desk or in the archives. He never asked what he was looking for, but it consumed him completely. "You really need to sleep."
Sephiroth nodded as he turned back to the window. He raised his hand and touched the glass as his green eyes seemed to glow even more as they focused on the stacks. "You know, Genesis called those streamers of mako, 'Goddess Tears'."
"I didn't know that."
Sephiroth's eyes slipped closed and he rested his head against the glass. "He did say that there always would be consequences for hurting Minerva. I thought he was being spiritual." Sephiroth's gloved hands formed into fists as he pressed them against the glass. "He was so difficult to understand," he whispered, and Zack assumed that he was not meant to hear that part.
"Want me to walk you to your room?" Zack asked. He was really concerned. Sephiroth looked like he was dead on his feet and if he was talking about Genesis, he knew that it was going to be a bad situation.
"I'm fine, Zackary."
~I hate it when he calls me that~
"If you say so." Zack let his doubt colour his voice as he spoke. Sephiroth opened his eyes and pushed himself away from the window, his arms crossing his belly and his hands gripping his elbows.
Sephiroth was framed by the window and the green seemed to colour his hair and whiten his skin. He didn't look healthy at all.
~he really needs to sleep~
"I say so," Sephiroth said as he moved from the window and frowned at the array of pictures on his desk.
"Well, I'm not leaving until you are passed out and snoring on the couch or you are safely stored in your bedroom," Zack said. "Don't you dare protest! You need to take care of yourself, Sephiroth. We need you here."
Sephiroth stood silent for a moment as though contemplating his words. "I think we are done this evening," Sephiroth whispered and looked at the stack of pictures on his desk. "I will take your advice and retire for the evening, Zackary."
"Good," Zack said. "You want to get a beer?"
Sephiroth shook his head. "Don't you have people to go back to?"
He noted that Sephiroth was hiding behind his hair again and not looking at his eyes.
"Yeah, but you don't need to be alone either," Zack said and tried to reach out again. Sephiroth moved out of his reach and started to head out the door. Zack frowned at how stiff Sephiroth was walking away as he left down the hall, leaving the door open as he went.
The dark-haired SOLDIER shook his head and looked at the desk again. He started to sort through the files and put them in the proper folders so that Sephiroth would not have to look at the pictures in the morning when he returned to the office.
He did have something to go back to. Cloud was waiting for him and if he was lucky, so was Reno. Reno was pretty busy with running around doing Turk stuff at the moment, but he could be off and most likely would wake up with him pressing against his back in the morning.
~Reno often sneaks in like that~
He continued to straighten the files and put them in order before he left the office. Zack wasn't a fool. He knew things were going to be busy in the next couple weeks with Lazard leaving.
He knew that there was going to be a lot of missions that would take him away, but that was the price he paid to be in SOLDIER; to be the hero that he always strived to be. He contemplated of going into the drawer and pull out the picture that Sephiroth was looking at before.
~if I can make him remember the good times he had~
He didn't though. He let it stay in the drawer and let Sephiroth decide when he wanted to remember the good times.
He needed to go back home and rest himself.

Cloud was exhausted. He could barely move his arms from carrying supplies over his head for most of the day and running non-stop.
~I don't even remember what I was doing~
He just blindly followed orders and did whatever was asked of him. There was no time for joking; there was no time for playing. It was just do, go and do it faster.
He just about didn't go up to Zack's apartment like he promised, but the thought of a quiet bed without a million men around him snoring and groaning about their pains was worth the trek. He took advantage of having a boyfriend having his own apartment by using his shower, eating leftovers from the fridge and collapsing in the bed and passing completely out.
He didn't wake until he felt something warm move in behind him. Large hands rested on his sides and he felt a soft kiss place against his cheek. "Go back to sleep," Zack whispered.
"Is Reno here yet?" he asked sleepily and pushed back into the warm embrace that Zack was offering. It felt good to be held after such a hellish day.
"He's being run ragged by Tseng, I'm sure," Zack said with a chuckle. Cloud closed his eyes and sighed contently as he was surrounded by the extra warmth that Zack offered. He wanted to ask a few more questions about how his day went, but he was too exhausted to get the words out, and just ended up mumbling incoherently.
Zack chuckled and ran his hands over his stomach. "We'll talk in the morning," Zack whispered as he settled behind him.
Cloud agreed with that statement as he allowed the comfort of the bedroom and Zack to lull him back into a deep sleep.

Reno wanted to kill someone.
~the moron in the chair would be a good start~
It would have been nice to pull out his EMR and stuff it down the throat of the prisoner. The guy was not talking and this was supposed to be easy to deal with. He hated interrogation. It was the worst part of the job because he didn't have the tact that Tseng had when it came to finessing information out of an individual.
The guy was supposed to know something about Lazard and Hollander, but he was not getting anything out of him but pure and simple frustration. He much preferred to beat the shit out of them and leave them to bleed. It was easier to deal with than trying to talk to a moron.
Rude rested his hand on his shoulder and pushed him towards the door. "Coffee," was all that he said as he put himself between him and the man in the chair.
"Yeah, yeah," Reno grumbled, "I can take a hint, yo." Reno pressed the button to be let out of the room and was grateful that the door opened right away. He opened it sharply and slammed it behind him.
Cissnei stood there already holding two large cups.
He sighed heavily. "I love ya, babe."
"Just take the coffee. I'll go in with Rude now." She rolled her eyes and handed him a cup. He gratefully took the coffee and went into the observation room to watch them through the window.
He hated the guy, even though he didn't say a word to them other than, 'fuck you' and 'got nothin' to say to ya'. The slum asshole was getting on his nerves to no end.
He seemed to perk up when Cissnei walked into the room and he was blatantly staring at her and made the biggest mistake of his life. He heard the man's nasally snort as he leaned back and gave Cissnei the eye and said, "So, are ya my conjugal visit?"
Cissnei didn't even get to pass off the coffee to Rude. Rude stood in his chair, grabbed the man's shoulder and smashed his fist into his face, sending the prisoner flying to the floor and knocked him unconscious.
"Rude!" she yelled. "We can't ask him questions if you kill him!"
Reno snickered as he watched Rude turn back and look sheepishly over at her.
~he's so pussy-whipped~
Cissnei looked down at the man on the floor. Reno could no longer see him as he was out of line of sight. "Great, it looks like you broke his jaw," she snorted. "Way to go."
"Oops," Rude said.
She rolled her eyes. "Well, at least that means we are done for the day," she said and sipped the coffee that was in her hand. It looked like Rude was trying to reach for it but it appeared that she was not going to relinquish it now. "You can drag him down to the prison medical ward and fill out the injury paperwork." She turned to the door and pressed the buzzard to unlock it. Reno reached over from his chair and pressed the button to let her out. "And you will explain it to Tseng why you broke his jaw."
He took a drink of his own coffee as he watched her prop the door open. "I'll see you at home."
"Night, Sissy," he called from his chair.
He was greeted by a finger as she left the area without so much of another word.
"Ya need help there, partner?" he called.
He could see Rude shoulder's slump slightly as he was looking at the man on the floor that he had just injured. Reno walked to the door and looked at the mess Rude made. "Shit man," Reno whispered. The only thing that was visible to tell where the nose had been was an area of small bubbles that were rising out of the bloody mess.
"He pissed me off," Rude said as he looked at his gloved hand and frowned at the blood there.
"No shit, yo," Reno said as he kicked the leg of the downed man. He highly doubted the man was going to be of any use for information by the time they healed him up, but there were protocols to follow. "I'll drag his bony ass down, you start the paperwork."
He took another drink of his coffee and Rude grunted. "She took my coffee."
Reno rolled his eyes at his partner and handed him his coffee. "Deal with the sugar, yo." He knew that Rude liked his with just milk. Rude gladly took the coffee and took a big drink of it, then grumbled about how there was too much sugar.
"Ya know, she can take care of herself," Reno said as he crouched down beside the bloody, unconscious man.
"I know," Rude said. "Just reacted."
"She's gonna be pissed at ya when you get back," Reno said as he hoisted the man up.
~he's heavier than he looks~
Reno grunted as he started to drag the man out of the room. He looked over to Rude, who, even with his dark glasses, was glaring at the man he was dragging.
"Cissnei will beat ya with my EMR if you kill him, yo," Reno said as he continued to walk backwards out of the room. "Bastard's heavier than he looks."
"Bastard deserved it," Rude said as he started out the door.
Reno rolled his eyes as he continued to drag the creep. He was beginning to regret not offering to do the paperwork.
"You got him?" Rude rumbled as he started to pull the video tape information off one of the machines.
"Got him," Reno said as he looked over at a wheelchair that was nearby and moved to haul him into it.
~its not like it's the first time that I had to take a guy to the medics~
Reno strapped the douche in the chair and some of the blood splattered on his shirt and he frowned at the mess the guy was making. "Sure bleeds a lot," he muttered as he started to wheel the chair around. He called out to Rude who looked like he had finished gathering the surveillance data and was getting ready to start the paperwork.
"Need to go for a drink after?" Reno called as he scrubbed at the blood that was on his shirt.
~It was a new shirt too~
Rude shook his head. "Gonna take care of Cissnei."
Reno laughed as he popped the chair up on its hind wheels and the occupant flopped backwards. "You're so whipped."
Rude grunted. "Did you get Cloud's message?"
Reno allowed the chair to fall back down, causing the man to fall forward with a jarring jerk as Reno searched his jacket for his cell phone.
~why didn't he say that Cloud phoned earlier?~
Rude walked beside him and stood hovering over him as he went through his messages. He did not see anything from Cloud or Zack all day.
"Who's pussy-whipped now?"
He frowned and scowled at Rude who was looking too smug for his own good. He slipped his phone back in his pocket. "Very funny, hardy-har-har," Reno mocked. "Yer a frickin' riot, partner."
"You know it," Rude said. "Get him out of here before he wakes up or dies."
Reno started to roll down the hall with Rude walking beside him. He hated it when Rude made a point like that.
~because he's right~
And the worse part of it all — he didn't really have a problem with it. He liked getting texts from either Zack or Cloud. He liked getting the attention from them and always missed them when they were gone. He was just as bad as Rude was with Cissnei.
Reno continued to the elevator so he could roll the guy to the basement. Rude continued on the stairs with his pile of papers. He wanted to get rid of this waste of skin and then he wanted to go home.
~Zack's apartment~
That was where they always went. They sometimes gathered at his place, but that was rare. They always ended up at Zack's, especially when days were like today. It was nearly four in the morning and he was ready to go to bed. He knew he wouldn't get much time with them, but he hoped for an hour or two snuggled up next to one of his SOLDIERs while they all slept before the day of chaos struck again and they had to deal with another crisis.
The elevator dinged and he pushed the guy in. The prisoner was starting to wake up and by the time the door was closed, Reno was hoping that he could pop him one to get him to shut up. Only one eye opened and the guy gave him a gargling complaint.
"I wouldn't recommend talkin', yo," Reno growled threateningly. "I didn't get ta hit ya yet."
The guy said nothing and Reno was slightly disappointed. He already had blood on his clothes; it wouldn't bother him to get a little more on him. Reno was even more disappointed when the eye that he could see rolled back in his head and he passed out again.
The elevator door opened and he wheeled the injured man down the hall. He saw Tseng standing at one of the desks, holding his phone to his ear and writing something on a clipboard.
Tseng looked up and frowned. Reno was going to be given shit for beating up the guy and it wasn't his fault. Well, the guy was scum and it wouldn't be the first time that he was blamed for something that wasn't his fault.
"You were supposed to question him," Tseng said as he flipped his phone shut, "not destroy his face."
"Had nothin' to do with that, yo," Reno said. "Rude got carried away. He's doin' the paperwork now."
"Rude got carried away?" Tseng's voice sounded like he didn't believe him.
~Rude only gets carried away with explosives~
"Guy called Cissnei a slut," Reno explained quickly.
Tseng looked at the man in the chair and then back up at him. "Get him in a room and a doctor looking at him. I'll talk to him when he is medically fit," Tseng said and Reno watched him jump slightly as his phone rang.
~Tseng doesn't jump~
"You okay, Bossman?"
Tseng nodded slowly and let out a sigh. "It has been a long day and it doesn't appear to be getting any shorter."
"Yo, make sure you take care of yourself too," Reno said as he patted the matt of the scumbag's hair. "You need to sleep, too, yo."
"I will catch a couple hours. He won't be available for questioning for a little while," Tseng said as the phone chirped loudly again. "Goodnight, Reno."
Reno watched Tseng answer the phone and just listen to whomever was on the other end. He let it go. This was, after all, what Turks did best. They moved and reacted during a crisis, and they were damn busy with this one. They tried to get the answers to stop it, and that was just what they were going to do.
He hoped that he would get at least an hour of reprieve with his SOLDIERs before the end of these days or else he didn't know how well he would be handling everything. He wanted to make sure that they were okay too so that he could make it through another day like this one.

I always think Reeve know more than he lets on. He is such a smart sneaky guy. Rufus should really listen to him, don't you think. Rufus still doesn't have a clue of the threesome. He needs to work on his intelligence gathering.
Sephiroth … I am sorry that I am so mean to you.
Rude is so protective of Cissnei and yes, both Reno and Rude are pussy whipped so damn hard. But they don't have a problem with it at all.
One more chapter, darlings. One more chapter, and then an epilogue to finish it all off. Aren't you excited!
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