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Final Fantasy VII: Reverie	By : Saan Category: Final Fantasy VII > General Views: 655 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: 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.

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Leira had a hard time believing that she was in this predicament. She had an even harder time believing that her uncle would allow her to be in this place. Even the gentlemen behind her were sleaze peddlers.

�Yo, Scotch! Dis be dat Shinra ho, da Don�s wantin�.�

�You guys have never heard of grammar have you?� Leira interjected with a little venom.

The other man smiled and rubbed his head. �Grammar? Never touched duh stuff.�

She rolled her eyes as the two men left her in the company of another.

�You can�t make jokes about them to their face�they won�t understand. They can barely count the fingers on their hands let alone talk about proper sentence formation.� This new person was dressed in a dark blue shirt and black pants. Had it not been for the slight blonde Mohawk on his dark skinned head, she would have sworn he was another Elite.

�So, I see you have at least half a wit, huh?�

�Wow, miss. For a dame-and especially a gift to represent well being-you have quite a forked tongue.� Scotch eyed her speculatively.

Leira shut up when she remembered that she was there on a mission. If she were to fail by blowing her cover, Shinra would still thrive but more secrets would be lost and there was a good chance Jody would be found out and executed either by other Shinra or by Corneo�s men.

Scotch moved in closer to her and sniffed the air around her. �You�ve got a nice sweet scent to you. The Don�ll like that. You�ve got a lot of skin showin� too.� He looked down between her breasts and than back into her eyes.

She crossed her fingers when she remembered that Jody had pushed a paper containing his room number down there. Hopefully, it was deep enough down so it wouldn�t be easily seen by the naked eye.

�I think you might be a little small for Don Corneo, though. He likes the big breasted chicks.� Scotch continued with his features checklist. �I think your hairs a bit too dark, too.�

Another man appeared and stood beside Scotch. This man was dressed very differently from the others. He was decorated in a flashy white jacket with matching pant and a hot pink dress shirt and shiny white shoes. Something about him reminded her of Palmer, the head of the Shinra Space Administration. It wasn�t hard for her to understand the connection. Both men were rather wide as well as short. Corneo shared the same pink skin color but had more hair than the man from Shinra. A swooping sundae swirl of short blonde hair that set him apart from Palmer.

Scotch bowed to his master and turned a hand on Leira. �This is the present from President Shinra.�

Corneo clapped his hands together and danced around gleefully. �Great! She�s great!�

Scotch waved to a man sitting underneath a large winding staircase. �Go get the other girls, the Don is ready.�

Leira took note of how the other was dressed. He wore a suit all in brown and had his short brown hair slicked back. A long red silk tie hung from his neck with a gold pin close to the bottom; Leira figured that it must have been made of an expensive metal. The man disappeared through a doorway beneath the stairs without a word.

�Well, my pretty, we�ll just move you along to my reception room!� squealed Corneo. He grabbed Leira by the arm and led her up the winding stairs. �The other chickies will be along soon!�

The poor woman tried so hard to keep from yanking her arm away from him and planting a fist in his face. Finally, she swallowed her pride and gave in to the facts. Her uncle, even if he did not know what she was doing, was still depending on her. The added bonus that Jody had relayed to her about Norelliies wishing for her success didn�t help either.

Each step up the stairs caused a strange odor to waft from Corneo�s clothing. It made Leira�s nose crinkle her nostrils twitch. She looked around to try to tell herself that it wasn�t Corneo but with each wave of his arms, she was reminded of its origin.

�I gotta tell you, the chili bowl from Sector Seven is the greatest. All that lovely garlic!�

The Elite in training did her best to cover her nose and keep the Don�s rank breath at bay. �Yeah�must be great stuff�� she wheezed.

Corneo dropped her arm to open a door at the top of the stairs. As soon as he was able to enter, he seemed to have lost interest in her.

From where she stood, she was treated to a lovely look at the lobby of the Don�s private residence.

More decorated flags hung from the high vaulted ceiling. Some tapestries were so long they hung just inches from the top of her head. A couple corners of the large room had carved wooden figures that looked like they were straight out of Wutai. Golden dragons stood on their tails near every exit.

Leira glanced down beneath her feet and watched the man that had disappeared beneath the stairs reappear. On either side of him was a young woman. One was dressed in a short blue dress while the other girl wore red. That must have been her competition. She wondered if Jody had found his room, as she entered the Don�s office.
Jody pushed his hair back with hands. He had arrived at the Honey Bee Inn without incident. The bright white lights attracted his attention in an instant. After looking into them for so long, he was able to notice strange shapes in them. They looked like naked dolls; so different from what his four years old daughters played with. Why does that idea seem so wrong, he thought to himself.

��Scuse me, cuz.�

The Elite blinked and perceived a man in a brown suit standing in front of him.

�If the lights are what you�re wantin� you�re gonna be standin� out here for a long time. What you truly seek, my good man is something that will get your heart racing as well as the rest of your body-if�n ya get my drift.�

All Jody could do was nod and put a hand in his pocket to clench the golden vessel that carried the picture of his wife and children. �I�uh-have a pass�a week�s pass.� He fumbled through his other pocket and found the pink laminated card that would aid him in his mission.

The door attendant took it and read every little worded line. Jody guessed he might have been looking for an expiration date or fine print like a contract would contain.

�It sez yer good.�

After finishing his scrutinizing-the man gave Jody back his pass and clapped his hands.

From out of nowhere, a woman in a bumblebee costume appeared and grabbed Jody�s wrists.

She pulled him through a large hallway painted all in yellow with red wooden doors painted red. They were traveling so fast that the surroundings reminded Jody of time lapsed cloud formations; everything was blasting by so rapidly. All the while, the girl was smiling and mumbling something under her breath; Jody had no idea what was going on. �Could you please enunciate and OH-slow down?!�

The girl stopped in her tracks so fast Jody was ill prepared to stop. He collided with her and they both slammed against a door.

Jody had shut his eyes during the impact and reflexively sent his hands out into the air to catch his body and prevent it from harm. Upon opening them, he was immediately greeted by a quick glimpse of a hand and a nasty stinging sensation in his left cheek as the attendant slapped him. It was at this time he noticed where his hands had landed; square on her breasts.

�I am not an object to be toyed with!� The young woman shouted, �We have other girls to take care of that sort of need!�

Jody stood in the hallway confused as hell as to what the woman was throwing a fit over.

In less than a second the bumblebee girl ripped a key out of a hidden pouch inside her yellow and black bustier, stuffed it into the key hole in the door, wrenched the doorknob around and yanked open the door. She stuck her tongue out at Jody and delivered a sharp kick to his groin before finally running away in tears.

Jody clutched himself and slid down the wall to his knees. His breathing had increased and his face was beet red as he tried to get over the intense pain.

Totally humiliated, he crawled into his room and shut the door. �Frigging bitch,� he huffed and pulled himself up to nearby bed.

�C�mon, Jode, pull it together and get your bearings,� he whispered as the pain subsided and he was able to get his bearings.

The bed he was sitting on was round and reminded him of his wedding cake. It was tall with a poofy purple comforter. The throw pillows that adorned the bed looked like cobble stones but were much softer.

Over his left shoulder, Jody spotted a gilded heart shaped mirror with matching vanity. Red curtains hung from windowless walls while golden cherubs zigzagged a ribbon path down to the ground.

�Good grief, this is all like some bad porno movie,� he mumbled as he got to his feet and walked over to a strange pink curtain in the far right corner of the room.

Jody yanked the curtain open with his left hand and found himself half disgusted. A round heart shaped bathtub with feet greeted his eyes. This has got to be the epitome of tacky he thought to himself as he scratched his head.

Jody shook his head and lay down on the bed. For the time being there would be nothing for him to do but wait for Leira.

�Might as well catch a shower.� he barked and threw a pillow at the shower curtain. �Cheris, forgive me.�
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Final Fantasy VII: Reverie