Queen Takes Pawn

Warnings: Yaoi, possible spoilers for people who haven't seen AC, yaoi, slight non-con melding into consensual. Sequel to "All The King's Men." Please read it first!

Pairings: KadajxReno Rufus/Reno implied..


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Blurry shapes danced before his eyes, melding into a room that Reno had become rather intimately acquainted with. The sun was still shining, filtering brightly through the slots in the blinds, telling the redhead that not much time had passed. Pain racked his slender frame, every single inch of him was screaming, protesting every small movement. Injuries were not uncommon, especially for Reno, who was an excellent fighter but unfortunately extremely clumsy, injuring himself as well as his team mates on many occasions. Broken ribs were among the worst impairments he'd ever had the misfortune of receiving and knew immediately that he had broken at least two in the recent fight. His breathing was still labored, but the fact was he could breathe, meaning that his lungs had not been punctured. At least that was a plus.

His body boasted several bruises that he could not see, but could feel as he moved. A grimace flashed across his face as he thought about what his chest and torso must look like; an amalgamation of blue, purple and black, uneven from the broken bones. His white dress shirt was tinged red in a couple of spots and the ex-Turk was not entirely sure from where the blood had originated. His nose had not been broken, thankfully, and Kadaj had hardly used his sword. Upon further inspection, Reno discovered a gash above his clavicle, small and fairly shallow, he hadn't even noticed it during the fight. It wouldn't even scar, if he was lucky.

As he stumbled to his feet, Reno pulled on the disheveled black pants that Kadaj had removed, cringing at the way he felt when he buckled his belt. Reno had not been a virgin--quite far from it--but he was not accustomed to being brutally raped. Not even a scalding hot shower would wash away the horrible, filthy feeling Kadaj had bestowed upon him. To think that he had been so weak that someone like Kadaj could take advantage of him. It sent a shiver up his spine and infuriated him. He wanted to kill Kadaj for what he had done. Not just the rape; the humiliation, the pain, the defeat. If the silver-haired remnant had felt so inclined, he could have killed all three of them, or simply killed Rufus, their president, their leader. Rufus was holding them together, he was all they had left of Shinra and Reno had sworn to protect him with his life. President Shinra was not just their guiding light, he was a friend, and Reno was not about to let him down.

"Reno." A deep, gruff voice that Reno would know anywhere, a voice which Reno loved but was currently not so enthralled to hear. Naturally, he was deeply relieved that his best friend and partner was alive and able to speak to him, but he knew Rude very well. The larger man would try and force him to rest, something Reno hated to do when there was something to get done. Sitting still proved an impossibility at times and at the moment, Reno had one thing on his mind.

Revenge.

A strong hand found its way to Reno's thin shoulder, steadying him and offering warm comfort at the same time. Reno looked up, seeing Rude standing beside him, glasses still on, but facial features contorted into a slight expression of worry, one of the best the redhead would ever receive from Rude. It served to assuage some of the anger Reno felt, but it would not change his mind. The thought that, in his weakened state, he might die did not even occur to Reno.

"Are you...all right?" Rude asked tentatively, pulling his glasses down slightly to look into Reno's eyes. For a while, Rude had been unconscious on the floor, waking up only to find Kadaj dominating Reno, finishing before the dark-skinned man could even get to his feet. Rude would dearly have loved to snap Kadaj's scrawny neck, but he had not gone after him, worried, rather, for Reno's well-being. Rape's physical wounds were nowhere near as painful as the mental wounds.

"Fine," Reno answered lightly. "Just fucking great. Get out of my way, Rude, I'm going after him. Can't be too hard to find 'im.. . ."

"Reno, you're not going anywhere. You are injured, as is Rude, and I would really prefer not to see either of you killed."

The redhead turned away from Rude, bright green gaze falling on the blonde man sitting nearby. The entire time, Rufus had not moved his wheelchair, had shown little emotion pertaining to his fallen soldiers, but despite that he had been extremely worried for them and they knew that he cared. That was enough. The thought that Tseng and Elena might already be dead weighed heavily on his mind, and if he lost the other two, he would just be lost. Turks were expendable, but these four were his. They had belonged to him for two years and he was close to them, especially Reno. Rufus wasn't entirely sure why he was so drawn to the red-haired man, but he liked him very much. Was it love? No, he didn't believe it was love. Though given the time and opportunity, it could eventually blossom into such a thing, but currently, to Rufus, it seemed it was something of a crush. More than lust, less than love. It was confusing, but he knew one thing. He wanted Reno around him and wanted him to be safe.

"I'm not gonna go get myself killed," Reno argued. He scanned the room for his missing effects, eyeing his boots pensively before ultimately deciding he would have to kneel down to get them on. The simple action nearly made him sick with pain, it was nearly worse than going from laying to standing, but he acted as though it didn't bother him, wanting to show Rufus and Rude that he was okay. With shaking hands, Reno tied the laces on his boots and got back up, seeking out his EMG. The pain caught up with him as he went to retrieve it, vomiting and becoming very light headed, falling backward. Rude made sure that he didn't hit the ground.

"Idiot," the taller man grumbled, scooping Reno into his arms. He ignored Reno's half-hearted struggles, sighing deeply and glancing to Rufus as though seeking orders.

"Get him in bed and set his ribs, bandage him up. Do you need medical assistance as well?" Rufus asked, continuing on when Rude shook his head. "All right, but I want you to rest as well. You're both going to end up hurting yourselves worse if you keep moving around. Just calm down, Reno."

"Calm down?" Reno spat, trying to worm his way out of Rude's arms and letting out a small, quickly stifled cry as his injured ribs brushed Rude's arm. "Would you calm down if someone just fucking raped you? Would you just go to bed and go 'Oh well, call it day?' I don't think you would!"

Rufus pulled the sheet back enough so that his face was clearly visible, expression stony. "Reno, I am not asking you to forget about it or shrug it off. I can't imagine what you're feeling, but I know you're in pain. But I am honestly worried about you and would rather you rest before doing anything stupid as you'll undoubtedly manage to do. If you will not concede to do so as a request, then consider it an order."

Reno scowled deeply, but did not argue back. This was a fight he was not going to win, and if he slept he would feel better, even if it was only slightly. Kadaj was not going to disappear off the face of the planet, he would still be there when Reno chased him down. And Reno would chase him down. Kadaj would not get away with what he had done.


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It was still dark when Reno left to seek out Kadaj. Cloud had left an hour or so before him to seek the trio out, and Reno would have liked to have gone with him, but had the feeling that Cloud was not going to defeat them all anyway. Besides, he wanted to meet with Kadaj alone, he didn't need to see Yazoo and Loz. Rude remained behind with Tifa, though Reno was sure nothing would come of it. He could barely even speak to her, let alone confess any feelings he had for the woman. It was cute, really.
Even if Reno thought he was up to fighting Kadaj, he did not want to take the long journey and would have to worry about transportation. It was a long way to the Ancient City and he couldn't just take the company helicopter whenever he felt like it. Leaving without telling Rufus was going to net him a world of trouble as it was. So until he could locate alternative transportation, it seemed like Reno was footing it out of Midgar.

The only problem was that he didn't make it that far.

Kadaj and his brothers were able to travel quickly, reaching Midgar in startling time. Once inside the city, the trio had split up and it was Kadaj's good fortune to find his little toy from earlier wandering the dark streets. The silver-haired teen was frustrated with their lack of success with Nii-san. Blowing off a little steam would do him good. . . .

The city lights were aglow, illuminating large areas of the street, but the alleyways were enshrouded by darkness, the light dying at the opening between buildings as though it feared to travel down the long, narrow passage. In one silent, fluid movement, Kadaj snaked from his chosen alleyway and slipped surprisingly strong arms around Reno's wiry frame, drawing him back into the shadows and pressing him against the wall before the red-haired man could process what had just happened to him. With a feral smirk that Reno had seen all too recently, Kadaj places his hand gently over Reno's mouth, quelling the slighter man's scream.

"Shh, shh. . .don't be scared. I won't hurt you," Kadaj purred, slowly removing his hand. When Reno didn't scream, he pulled back a little, though all the while never letting up on his hold on the redhead. He wasn't about to let him off of the wall.

"Let me go!" Reno snarled. Keeping his eyes fixed into Kadaj's mako gaze, Reno felt for his EMR with his left hand, only to have his arm pinned back by Kadaj's free hand.

"Where's the fun in that?" Kadaj asked calmly. "Hear me out."

Reno kicked him as hard as he could, displeased to find that his action had done little. Being this weak drove him insane, even injured he felt that he should be able to kick this little brat's ass, but he was easily subdued. It really didn't occur to him that he was out of his league, even at full health. "Fuck off. You're too damn scared to fight me."

Kadaj laughed, his voice high and full of amusement. "I seem to recall fighting you back at the lodge...do you remember that? It didn't last long, did it?" Reno gave the silver-haired remnant a glare so heated that if looks could kill, Kadaj would have been dead from the mere thought of the action. Kadaj chose to ignore his prey's look of hatred. "Let me make it up to you. . . ."

It was not to be confused with an act of kindness. Kadaj did not have it in him to be so altruistic. His intentions to make Reno feel good were simply to benefit himself, to change it up from last time and make himself feel better. After all, screams of pain and groans of pleasure were both music to ears.

Without giving Reno the opportunity to reply, he released the ex-Turk's left hand and slipped his now-free hand between them, gently stroking Reno through the fabric of his pants. He smirked as he elicited a small gasp from Reno, though he was soon rewarded with another annoying kick to his shin. Didn't Reno want to feel good? If he was going to be a pain in the ass, Kadaj would just have to be rough. He would let the other man have another chance. . . .

Leaning closer, Kadaj pressed his lips softly to Reno's, keeping the kiss gentle and sweet, all the while continuing to stroke Reno slowly, urging him into arousal. Reno struggled with him, fighting the sensations Kadaj was so kindly bestowing upon him. A slight warm was spreading over his body, coming to settle in his groin and he didn't like it, couldn't like it. His soft groan into Kadaj's mouth as the remnant deepened the kiss was not of pleasure, no. It was definite disgust and oh goddamnit when had Kadaj slipped his ungloved hand into his pants?

Reno could not deny, no matter how much he tried, that Kadaj's ministrations did not feel good. It was no secret that the redhead was easy; he had done his share of sleeping around. One night stands, tyrsts, drunken encounters. It didn't take much for him to go along with a person, and Kadaj was very skilled and keeping his mind off of how very wrong this was. His desire to shove his EMR into Kadaj's stupid face was dwindling quickly.

Kadaj soon lowered himself to his knees, drawing Reno into his mouth, working on making him feel very good. Normally Kadaj wouldn't do such a thing, but the action masked his ulterior motive. Reno gave in just as Kadaj had predicted and found his release mere minutes later, mind momentarily going blank in an instant of bliss. Kadaj wiped his mouth on his sleeve and stood up, taking the opportunity to turn Reno around, wet his own fingers with saliva, and quickly prepare his partner. Reno didn't seem to mind much at the moment, even though he still had to be sore. Kadaj slicked his own erection with saliva and pushed into Reno's pliant body, feeling Reno tense, drawing a soft cry from his throat.

"Just relax," Kadaj whispered into Reno's ear. He began to move, slowly at first, picking up his pace when Reno began to relax. He felt a shudder run through the red-haired man and adjusted his angle slightly, hitting just the right spot inside of Reno to cause him to cry out in pleasure. The pain was camouflaged for a brief instant, and Kadaj was sure to hit the spot once again. The more pleasure he gave to Reno, the more Reno would give back to him, it was really much better than it had been earlier. It wasn't long before Kadaj managed to bring Reno to climax for a second time, following him over the edge a minute or so later.

It didn't take long for Kadaj to recover, pulling back from Reno and fixing his clothes, breathing evening out. With a smile, Kadaj realized that he had definitely found a good thing and would have to return for Reno a third time. He watched the ex-Turk slump to the ground, breathing quickly and shallowly, aware that it had to be aggravating his broken ribs. Reno wasn't complaining, though, nor would Kadaj have cared if he was. He kneeled beside Reno and pressed a soft kiss to his flushed face. "Are you happier now? I told you I would make it up to you. . .I really think that you quite liked that." With a smirk he stood up, watching an adorably confused look cross Reno's face. "I've gotta go and take care of some things now. I'll see you again. . . ." He was gone before Reno could recover.

It took a few minutes for Reno to come down from his high, the blood rushing back to his brain, muddled thoughts clearing. What the fuck had just happened? Well, obviously he knew what had gone on in that alleyway, but he had wanted to kill Kadaj when he first set out. And now. . .now he found himself not really caring if he killed him. How could he let Kadaj get away with what he'd done? Getting up and straightening himself out, Reno decided that he would focus on the other two before he thought about what to do with Kadaj.

Rufus was definitely going to be pissed.