Part 7 of the RP-Co Written Fiction

I do not own Final Fantasy or Reno or Tseng. Sadly Square Enix does, but I am borrowing them for enjoyment only * winks * Now remember this is a back and forth roleplay that I just lightly edited…it's too long to re-write, so you are getting it raw, edited for spelling and some grammar, please enjoy! I've tried organizing it several ways but just spacing in between posts works best…

Work Interrupted

Tseng woke early like normal, coaxing an unwilling Reno out of bed with the promise of a long warm shower if he did so. The shower had taken quite a bit longer then he had expected, really like he should have expected less, so there was no time for a proper breakfast. Tseng called a Shinra car to pick them up and promised Reno that they would stop somewhere to grab a quick breakfast on the way in.

Now walking back into Shinra, the main office of Turk headquarters, Tseng smiled at Reno as he watched the man's sluggish, slightly limping form, this was a bit early for the redheaded Turk, Tseng smiled. Coming up behind him Tseng laced a hand low at his waist and brought his lips to the man's ear, there was no one around at this time so he felt free to do so. "You behave...and I will see you at lunch." He said running his tongue over the edge of Reno's ear before stalking off down the long hall to his office. Tseng had worked for nearly an hour when the long night and a little too much alcohol finally got to him, though he couldn't wipe the smile and thoughts from his mind.

After calling his secretary in to retrieve him some tea, he waited patiently, while rubbing his temple in a rough circling motion. He was still quite poised, calm, tired though, but still, complete perfection. His hair was neat, his suit was clean pressed, his expression, nothingness, and he had the air of smuggishness about him once again. This was the Tseng everyone saw, this was the Commander, and this was just as it should be. The time, he sighed, it wasn't even noon yet, though at 11:30 he was to walk around the facility with the New Turks, showing them around and speaking to them about the new job they had just been accepted into. Part of him liked the intimidation it, he, held over the younger Turks, so long as they didn't ogle him, like most did, that part of the job just simply annoyed him. He was the most powerful man in the company below the Vice President, shouldn't that account for a little more fear then lusting eyes? Tseng sighed and looking up gave his secretary a nod in thanks as she placed the tray before him with his tea. Adding no sugar Tseng brought the cup to his lips and took a long drink. Closing his eyes he let the warm liquid roll down his throat before another thought crossed his mind. After the little tour then, maybe then, he could have his lunch...and maybe enjoy the company of a certain redhead once again.

Reno sat slouched in his chair (noticeably more so than usual), favoring his ass quite obviously. He had his arms crossed behind his head, and he was pointedly ignoring the pile of paperwork residing on his desk, preferring to, instead, stare at the ceiling, a silly little smile teasing the corner of his lips. He hadn't bothered (per usual) to button his shirt, proudly displaying the two or three hickeys he had (though they weren't visible when he stood), and his hair was still wet from an obviously hasty shower. In all, he looked pretty debauched, and seemed quite proud of that fact. His eyes kept flitting to the clock on the wall of his and Rude's office, as if he were trying to will time to pass faster.

Just about 30 minutes after Reno arrived, early no doubt, in walked his partner Rude, carrying his usual ShinRa Newspaper and tall cup of coffee. He paused, arching an eyebrow at his partner. "Something happen...you're never early man!" He said as he shrugged and plopped down in his usual chair. He didn't mind at all that Reno was early, for now he wouldn't be reading the paper alone at least. Nothing Reno's lack of appearance, though he did see the bruising marks, didn't comment on that so much as the time and the manner in which Reno sat. " Everything...Okay?" He questioned taking a sip of his coffee, still finding it hot, winced and sat the class on the end of the desk. "You missed some fun last night, but gathering how you look, you had some of your own?" He said flatly, the last part being more of a statement then a question.

Reno flushed but threw Rude a huge grin. "Yeah... I guess you could say something happened. I... It wasn't really my fault I'm early." He chuckled, tugging his shirt closed a bit self-consciously, even going so far as to fasten another button, trying to fix his posture, wincing, and giving up on that one. "Everything's... Everything's pretty good, Rude. Better than it has been in a good while. Hopefully it'll stay that way, yo." He sighed, though, as if he didn't really expect it to (and, being the natural pessimist he was, he supposed he really didn't, but that wouldn't stop him from enjoying what he had while he had it). He raised an eyebrow at Rude's next statement, deciding to ignore the last bit, the only indication that he heard it coming in the form of Reno's middle finger. "Oh? What'd I miss, Partner? I want all the dirty details," he said, grinning and winking.

Rude quietly watched Reno seem to try intentionally to tidy up his appearance which warranted another arched eyebrow look from Rude beneath his dark glasses. "Well...Leon...the newbie...just accepted into the program...well he wore lavender tight pants...thinking...it would get him girls..I think we may have a problem...I think he is gay and not knowing it." Rude state all this with a flat face, a small smirk on the sides of his lips. "What did you do last night that was so important?"

Reno snorted at that little piece of info, pulling his goggles from his head and his wet hair from its tie and running his fingers through it before replacing both. "Sounds to me like he's two steps away from comin out, yo. And he thought light purple pants would entice the chicks? Oh, man, this kid's gonna get some hell when I meet 'im. I mean ser-" he choked at Rude's question. "What?"

Rude took his coffee again and tested it before he took a slow sip. " He is gay I know it...I don't know why he pretends...but you heard me...what was so important yesterday that you ran out of here like an excited child?" He asked flatly, no expression on his face but knowingly it had to be in his eyes.

Reno really blushed this time, averting his eyes and falling unusually silent as he thought about how to answer that one. "I... Had to... Meet someone. For... Well, just because." Hoping to end the questions, Reno sat forward now, his training helping him to push the pain to the back of his mind and focus on the paperwork (goddamnit, but did he hate paperwork) that needed to be done.

Rude decided it was best to end the subject, he could press further when they went out tonight, not that he didn't have an idea of what Reno might have done, considering the blush and odd hast to start on his paper work. Rude leaned forward and, knowing he would have his done early as heck moved to help Reno with his. "So what did you and Tseng get for breakfast then?" He said shocking Reno again with his sudden knowing question...without actually coming out and saying so.

Reno stared incredulously at his partner, blinking twice in disbelief. "I-You-Hell, Rude, if ya know, why're you tryin to get me to come out and say it?" he growled, chucking a pencil at the man's head, knowing Turk reflexes would have the man easily deflecting it. "We didn't. We... Ah... Woke up late." He paused, realizing the implications of that sentence, and set about trying to fix it. "In our separate apartments... Yeah... Uh... We just met up before... Before work... Mmhmm, that's how it went." Biting his lip, Reno threw himself into the paperwork, mentally berating his horrible attempt at a cover-up.

Behind his glasses Rude blinked and did a quick side duck to miss the pencil sailing past his face with expert ease. "Denial is the first sign of truth. " He said picking up the pencil and returning it to his desk instead of Reno's. Then he moved back to help the man with his paper work. "Got up late? Separate apartments...Reno I maybe straighter then you but I am surely not dumb...I just have one question..."Rude said pausing, his lips drawing into a fine line as he formed the unspoken words in his mind, sure everyone had thought it...but know one had asked and well it just seemed like a perfect time. " Is he...good?" Rude asked, actually blushing. It was no hidden secret that many turks straight or not found the Commander quite attractive, his quiet, stubbornness, and perfect look not to mention a silky husky voice that just had to send shudders down a woman's spine, it was plain and simple, Tseng was a sought after man. Rude was only a fraction of a bit jealous and for more reasons then Tseng...Reno played a part in that, but he would never admit it.

Reno buried his face in his arms, letting out an embarrassed sound. "Gaia, Rude, you didn't seriously just ask that. Please tell me you didn't really just ask that." In the end, though, he knew that Rude wouldn't give up, knew he'd probably have to get used to hearing the question (word travelled fast in the Turks, since all of them could read people so well, but always ended there, since they were also the best secret keepers in the known universe), and knew he had to give an adequate answer. So, looking at his partner with a huge grin. "He's no me, yo, but he's... Hell, he's the best I've ever had, and Gaia knows I've gotten around, yeah? But yeah. He's..." Reno's face was suddenly covered by a deep blush and he cleared his throat awkwardly, "good. He's good. Can we change the subject? I'm getting a boner."

"I did...so what?" Rude asked flatly as he watched his partner dive into his hands with embarrassment. He watched in silence and heard the man's utter admittance of being with Tseng, he honestly had never thought that the Commander swung that way, but he supposed there were more surprising things he could have heard. Reno telling him would go anywhere, as he didn't really want to spread around a rumor about Tseng no less Reno. Clearing his throat along with Reno he spoke again. " I know your good...so you had to be the one to get to him eh? I won't tell a soul!" he said raising his hand, though he could not speak for anyone else who might happen to see something, Rude knew that Reno trusted him. When the redhead spoke of himself getting a boner, Rude actually smiled, an odd look. " That good huh." He said not hiding a brief glance beneath the desk. " Anyways...yes...so what needs to be done first huh?" He said giving Reno a comforting nod.-Finishing his tea Tseng sat it aside and rose from his desk, he pressed a button on his phone. "Rude are the new Turks ready?" Sounded a cool calm, very alluring voice in the two men's office.

Reno flushed further, knowing his partner well enough to know when something was up, and worried about what that something was. He knew that Rude would never come right out and tell him if he had feelings for Reno, but he didn't want to upset Rude by fawning over Tseng. That, and he wasn't sure if he could stop flirting with the man, as he did on a daily basis (it was so much fun to see calm and collected Rude stutter over his words a bit). He cocked an eyebrow at Rude's statement. "You know I'm good, huh? Who've you been talking to?" he wheedled, rolling his chair over to Rude and poking him in the shoulder, using his momentum to push Rude away from his own desk. He (per usual) began rifling through Rude's things, noticing all the incoming Turk profiles scattered about. "Oooooh, we trainin up the noobies today? Do I get finally get to help?" he asked, bouncing in his seat, wincing and stopping that one rather quickly. At that moment, Rude's desk phone beeped, signifying the opening of an intercom connection, and Tseng's (smooth, sexy) voice came over the line. Before Rude could answer, Reno was out of his chair and in the man's lap (Rude was, after all, directly in front of the phone, and could easily drown him out if he simply stayed where he was). "Heya, Bossman. Looks like mi amigo's got all the papers 'n shit in order. Do I get to meet the newbies this time around? Pleeeease, Boss?" He grinned, adding an extra breathiness, an extra pleading tone (that he personally knew Tseng loved) to his voice.

"Huh right...yes I do, and I haven't talked to anyone...it was just an observation." He stated flatly and barely moved when Reno poked him. He let out a surprised grunt when he was shoved back and Reno began messing with his paper work. "Hey I have those in order!" He stated in a slight worry. Rude tried to shove Reno out of the way but only ended up moving the leeth man an inch before he let out another grunt and Reno was in his lap. "Reno!" Rude said in a dramatic sigh. "Reno..." Said the calm voice over the intercom. On the other end Tseng smiled and shook his head. "No I am sorry but as you can see by your desk you have work to do..so." He said but Rude cut him off by placing a hand over Reno's mouth and shoved him face down upon the desk. " Yes Sir they are all ready...I can have them meet you at the front desk." He stated holding Reno down and in doing so something stirred within him, though he would never act on it. Tseng smiled. "Good, thank you Rude...and Reno...nice job on the desk but next time...don't forget to toss the rag...my desk drawer is not a trash can." He stated, and they would both hear through his clear firm tone, slight amusement.

Reno gave a squawk of indignation when he was forced down on the desk, yelling obscenities and putting up a general fuss, pressing up against Rude in all the wrong (or right, depending on which side of the fence you were on) ways (but it wasn't his fault, really; simple anatomy would suggest that when the head is forced down, the ass is forced out and the back is arched-Rude really did kinda bring it upon himself, nevermind that it was Reno that had clambered into his lap in the first place). He squirmed and flailed, crying, "I hate paperwork! Make Rude do it, he probably jacks off to the stupid stuff at home! C'mon, Bossman, lemme help! I am your second in command, yo, I should get to meet 'em, too! And I'll throw the damn rag wherever the hell I want to, I was the one that cleaned the damn thing. Figured you'd wanna keep the reminder, too," he finished, too busy having fun ranting and raving and causing a general ruckus to worry much about the fact that Rude still had him pinned.

Rude used little effort to hold down the smaller man but his body didn't miss the fact that Reno was squirming, no, rubbing against him in ways his mind hadn't wanted to think. Taking a deep breath Rude tightened his hold and tried to speak to the Commander again even as Reno started his haste babbling. "Sir..."Rude tried to say. " Reno..." Tseng cut in. "Rude's not helping me either this is strictly my job...but if you get your paperwork done properly, you may come down..." The Commander said, a smile in his words. He would address the issue of proper trash disposal later. The phone clicked off and the sharp voice of the Commander was gone. Rude watched Reno with barely a smirk. "You look good like this Reno...does Tseng do this to you?" He taunted knowing that unless he released his hold Reno would simply only be able to continue squirming.

Reno let out a triumphant cry at Tseng's promise, beginning his flailing again in earnest, trying to get out of Rude's (stronger-everyone was fucking stronger, goddamnit) grip. He froze at Rude's tease, deciding that, if Rude was gonna play that way, he would, too. Smirking, he ground his ass against Rude's crotch, purring, "Yeah, actually, he does. Loves the way I moan when he has me like this, too. Wanna hear?"

Rude paused when he felt Reno rub up against him and almost immediately he released him, for fear if he didn't he would react even more. "Reno..."Rude hissed with a feral tone and as he stepped back making an odd face, his eyes luckily hidden beneath his shades. " That...that was a bit much..." He teased and right then and there gave Reno a rough smack to his backside. "Better get to work you whore..." He taunted trying to cover up his slightly flushed cheeks.

Reno yelped at the impromptu spanking, turning around and blowing a raspberry at his partner before cackling. "You love my skanky ass, Rude, shut up." He plopped back down in his chair (noticing Rude's blush but not commenting, because he didn't want to risk his partnership or his new relationship), rolling back over to his desk and throwing himself into his paperwork, for once falling silent and concentrating completely on the task at hand.

Rude just let his bottom lip fall slightly but didn't say a thing. Did he love Reno's ass...well maybe...but it was cute...he shuddered on the inside and used the distraction of getting the new Turks paper work in order for Tseng, only once glancing back at Reno before he dived back in.-A short time later.- A cool calm elegant voice filled the main hall at Shinra headquarters, catching everyones attention. Tseng rounded the corner and paused directly in the center of the room, his voice carrying with lulling clarity throughout the large hall. His tone was calming and every one of the new Turks were held captivated by it. Tseng paused the company of 10 new Turk's with a mere raise of his hand. His firm tall, elegant presence was not missed by any who passed him nor the two females and surprising one male in the group, who ogled at him with every baited breath. Casually and quite coolly he paid them no never mind. Letting his hand fall to his side he clasped the both behind his back and began to speak. "Now the etiquette of a Turk can be classified...ahh...here we are...a perfect example. " Tseng said reaching out with one hand to catch Reno by the sleeve of his unzipped jacket, even if the man was coming over to talk to him anyways, Tseng hadn't noticed. His calm voice continued as he released Reno and held his hand out before the Turk showing him as an example. "Ah, Reno, he, a fine Turk, displays his lack of personal appearance not so much hygiene...notice the sagging pants, slightly too big... {which I might add need to be taken in}... " Tseng said only that last part in a whisper towards Reno, then continued." ...shirt untucked, highly inappropriate, no tie and his suit jacket undone...now...do you think this looks professional?" He asked in a crisp short tone which immediately had all ten of the newbie's shaking there head yes. Tseng shot Reno a teasing glance, not hiding the 'I got you look in his dark set eyes'. Tseng nodded. " Good..now what else do you notice?" He questioned reaching out to take Reno's arm again, without looking at him, to keep him there.

Reno let out (yet another) indignant cry (honestly, was everyone out to get him today?) as he was grabbed by the sleeve and scrutinized by the new Turks. At Tseng's whispered comment, Reno tilted his head slightly, purring, "All the easier for you to get them offa me, Boss, you sure you want 'em taken in?" He growled as he was denied his chance at escape. "Well, Bossman," he said, emphasizing his less-than-professional name for his Commander, "My hair is disheveled, my E-Mag rod is not concealed as it should be, I'm wearing helicopter goggles, and I'm pretty sure I'm wearing SOLDIER boots instead of those annoying-ass dressy shoes we're supposed to wear." He grinned and winked at the new recruits, returning Tseng's look and eying the hickeys on his neck, his comeback formulating easily. "Hey, what happened to your neck, Boss? You look like you got mauled by Scarlet." A lewd grin lit his features, wondering just how Tseng was going to explain that one away.

The new recruits were captivated by the sight as well, some laughed but most tried to keep their cool, it was after all Tseng who was before them regardless of the unique man who was also before them. Tseng clenched his jaw and turned his eyes upon Reno. His eyes flared with something tense and amused when Reno mentioned his marks, which not had been missed by his Turks or the new recruits, they just simply didn't question it, no one questioned Tseng...well almost no one."Another example is..." he said turing Reno's arm sharply to the side in such a manner that it would pin him to the floor with surprising ease and quickness. The group gasped at the action, but Tseng merely continued to look upon his lover with a feverish sparkle in his eyes. "...don't call me anything other then Sir in public." He said curtly and sharply back.

Reno gasped as he was pinned to the floor, laughing good-naturedly and relieving the tension, easily wriggling out of Tseng's grip and jumping back, his face aloof but his posture ready for a fight. "Yeah, you guys don't start any bad habits. Our Fearless Leader here doesn't like being referred to as anything but 'His Majesty' or 'Lord' or 'Master'." His eyes took on a challenging glint and he gave Tseng a 'Come on, let's show 'em how real Turks fight' grin.

Tseng raised a surprised eyebrow as Reno expertly wiggled free and got up. He dared not even look back at the new Turks, he could already feel their heated, almost hungry gaze, upon his back. It was like the wanted to see such a legend fight. Taking a deep breath Tseng gave Reno a hidden smirk. " That is correct and I expect nothing less, those who do not oblige...will be seen cleaning my office in nothing but their birthday suits." He said eyeing Reno with a knowing look. "Is that a challenge Reno? I'd say you'll loose?" He said tensing and standing to his full impressive height. A shallow gasp came from the group behind him.

Reno gave a whoop of joy when Tseng rose to the bait, pulling his E-Mag rod out and flipping it on, setting it to its lowest setting and crouching into a defensive position. "Yeah, yeah, he's really just a lotta talk. I get special treatment, yo. You gotta be some kind of trouble maker in order to get the regular ass kickings I do. Like the one you're about to observe!" he laughed, fully knowing that he was no match for his superior-his expertise rested elsewhere, like in shooting. And evading. He was good at evading. "C'mon, Bossman, show me whatcha got."

Taking another deep breath Tseng leveled his gaze at Reno, looking it with him, his insides were burning with more then just the need to touch the man in anyway possible, a fight or rough roust was just enough to excite in him more ways then one. He address his recruits." This is a rare treat for you indeed...I would step back and please do so!" He said giving a brief wave of his hand and on the instant of his command the group backed up as one, excitement looming in the air. Tseng eyed the E-mag with surprise, that would be the first thing he would take from Reno's hands. Tseng tilted his head to the side and did nothing but lean slightly forward, his face went totally dark and his eyes glowed intensely. "It is Sir to you..." He said, then in the blink of an eye he moved forward, it was quick and a normal eye would miss it. He spun his body to the side missing the swipe with which he expected Reno would aim at him. One lethal arm stretched out and hit a nerve in Reno's lower arm with pin point accuracy, it would cause the man to drop the weapon almost immediately.

Also anticipating that Tseng would immediately aim to disarm him, he spun his body just as Tseng reached out and struck the nerve in his arm, cranking up the electricity a bit and making sure it hit the man as it fell, so as to still deliver a shock of electricity. At the same time, his other arm reached around Tseng's body, grabbing his own E-Mag and dancing out of range, shaking his deadened arm in an effort to reawaken the nerves, tossing Tseng's weapon out of their impromptu arena. "There. Fair's fair. Now I'll get my ass kicked without having to worry about burn marks," he declared, tossing a wink to the recruits before returning his attention to the fight at hand. He was always sure to stay on the defensive until he had a taste of his enemy's fighting style.

Tseng's hissed at Reno's reaction and skillfully moved out of the way, but the weapon did graze down his leg causing him to jerk. He aimed a feral glare at Reno. He gasped in surprise as the man reached around him, his dark eyes dancing at the sight and Reno's quickly moving arm. 'Where did you learn that move?' He thought. " You'll have to hit that mark to get your arm back...now then." He said spinning on his heels he ran right at Reno sinking his body low to the ground and faking the man out, reaching for Reno's belt, while he expertly swung his left leg out to catch Reno between his ankles. He kicked his legs sharply to the left, hitting its mark, his dark eyes never leaving his lovers...as they played...a hidden look...a hidden game.

Reno let out a cry as he went down, his good arm hooking around Tseng's neck and pulling him down with him, agilely rolling in midair and landing on top of his Commander, resting his numb arm across the man's windpipe, his good arm quickly finding the nerve and pinching it, hissing at the painful return of feeling. He reached for his back pocket, pulling out a switchblade, not opening it, but pressing the closed knife to Tseng's neck. "Tip one," he called, all business now that he was in his fighting zone, "Never limit yourself to one weapon. Always assume that there will come a time when you will be disarmed. More often than not, you won't be wrong."

Tseng was pleasantly surprised when his trick had worked but his surprised changed to that of shock and he hissed when Reno reached out and caught his neck. The world spun for a moment and he let out a huffed growl as he hit the marble floor and was neatly pressed by his throat to the ground. Tseng's eyes darted with anger up at Reno, but it wasn't a bad anger, more like...'Oh yeah..it is on' kind of look. The Commander paused only long enough to allow Reno to give his wise advice before his voice cut in sharply, his head tilting back to avoid being caught by the weapon as he moved again quickly. The recruits, in shock at the scene, now watched three fluid quick movements. Tseng lifted his arm and took the wrist with which held the blade to his throat. Seizing it he yanked it backwards and then forward above his head, while at the same time another strong hand lashed out and took a hold of Reno's belt. The third movement would be seen as such...Reno was in the air, Tseng ducking beneath him, the arm that had gripped his belt reclaiming the Turk from behind taking a firm hold upon the fabric of Reno's pants. Tseng yanked his arm down, pulling Reno back first hard onto the ground. Then in a fleeting movement he placed his foot upon Reno's chest. " Tip two...never challenge one who is stronger and always know their weakness." He stated the flare in his eyes evident.

Reno gasped as he, himself, was so easily pinned, again inwardly cursing his lithe frame, the ease with which everyone else could lift and move him. Rolling his eyes good naturedly, he crossed his arms behind his head and grinned up at the Commander, eying his leg. "I could always just bite the shit outta your fuckin leg, yo, and you'd be limpin around the room tryin to catch me. You'd probably get gangrene, too. Who know's where my mouth's been?" he chuckled, winking secretively at Tseng, knowing that the man knew damn well where it'd been. Content enough on the floor (he had a positively fabulous view of Tseng's ass from here, and, if he wasn't simply imagining things (which was completely feasible), the beginnings of an arousal just barely pressing against the fabric of his suit), he crossed his legs as well, happy that the securitization of his uniform (or lack thereof) was over. His distraction technique had worked again.

Tseng was barely out of breath, no, in fact he seemed to be breathing steadily, fine in fact. The tightening in his pants was more evident to Reno, then the others who were still gapping at their Commander with desiring eyes. Tseng adjusted his body, turning slightly, so the fabric became taught around his left thigh and backside, this loosened the fabric around his front so that whatever was starting didn't show. He cleared his throat and turned towards the group. "Well now...you may break for lunch and please write those tips down, there will be a test later. We will met back here in two hours." He said, his words firm, quick, and full of authority. The new recruits instantly panicked at the thought of a test and in fact all of them pulled out something small or their phones to insert the messages into them for remembering. Tseng smiled at the sight, but didn't move his leg until all of them were gone, then with a deep roll of his eyes he stepped back and looked down upon the relaxed redhead below him. "Reno...could you come with me?" He said moving away with haste and knowing that the man would follow him.

Reno grinned and eagerly jumped to his feet, saying teasingly, "What if I don't wanna? I'm feeling particularly insubordinate today, yo." He sniggered as the the recruits scurried off in a panic, remembering those days (even though he'd never been one of the ones panicking-he was always better taking instruction aurally, so the tests were a breeze). As he and Tseng walked, however, Reno became a bit apprehensive. He really had been mouthy back there, and, while he didn't think he'd acted any differently than normal, he wasn't sure. Was he seriously about to get into trouble? He hated getting yelled at...

((Oh it's been a while….Editing is raw, so if you catch any mess-ups, to let me know, hope you enjoyed! :D))