NiuNiu Note:

For being an old, hard core Final Fantasy VII fan back from the time when it was first released it´s shameful I have no fanfics made of this marvellous game. Since I'm a fan or Reno and Elena pairing I wanted to dedicate my first FFVII fic for them.

This will be fully M-rated in later chapters. I can't wait to give a permission for these two to jump on each other, ahahahhaha. I bet Reno won´t have any problems with it.

NOTE: If there´s any grammar mistakes I apologize. There's no translation machine for my mother language in the internet that would help me to translate more than one word per time.

It sucks!

Naturally this fic with all it's chapters is made purely for pleasing(?) the fans of FFVII and ReLena, not for selling.

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Elena stretched her back, distracting herself for a second from the paper works. She had spent the whole day in the office, catching up with the reports that had been lying there waiting for silent days like this. Coughing a bit Elena reached down to pick a tissue from the desk's drawer. She had been badly ill for two weeks. Though the illness was already gone Elena still had an odd feeling. She couldn't quite get a hang of it. At first it felt it was in her head, then it dropped down to her stomach just to raise back up to her chest. It had been bugging the petite woman for a long time now – she wasn't sure when it had started. When being sick Elena had thought the feeling was just a body's way to react to the illness, trying to tell her to rest, but despite the fact she was now almost completely healthy, the strange sensation in her body remained.

"Maybe I should see the doctor after all…" Elena mumbled herself, frowns knitting together, but then she reasoned it more. She couldn't afford to stay away from work any longer. Tseng never said anything, but Elena knew he hadn't been pleased when Elena had got sick. Surely, the Turks' leader wanted Elena to heal and rest, but at the same time he was very strict – she was still more a trainee than a full blooded Turk, so she was fully under Tseng's supervisor. A turk was a turks 24/7. There was always possibility some enemy would find out about the bad condition of a sick (trainee!) Turk and use it as advance to attack him – or in Elena's case, her. Though only Turks and President knew the addresses of each Turks' member there was always, always a change someone would somehow find it out and attack their home. The first thing Elena had learnt in Shinra was the fact a Turk – no matter how feared – was always in a danger. Especially when being in a bad condition.

The PHS ringing crashed Elena back to the reality from her thoughts of the dangers. Hastily she answered the call.

"Elena."

"Are you done with the reports?"

The dark, soft voice tingled in Elena´s ear.

"In a moment, sir. I need to sign few files, then they're all done."

Tseng hummed approvingly to his phone.

"Sign them and bring to my desk. We will have a meeting."

"At what time, sir?"

"Right now".

That was enough of an answer to make Elena mumble hasty words of getting the files signed asap. As fast as a lightning Elena ended the call and rushed to the files. The pen scribbled curvy letters on the white sheet witch Elena didn't bother to read through at this point. She didn't want to make Tseng to wait.

Walking with hasty steps Elena entered to the hallway and navigated her way to the elevator. The black file case rested under her arm, pushed against her side. When reaching the elevator and stepping in the odd sensation hit her again. Elena hissed and closed her eyes. She had no idea where it came from. It was almost like…. like a tickling of some kind in her guts, which didn't make any sense. Trying to get rid of the feeling Elena locked her eyes on the elevator's signboard. Floor 56, 57, 58, 59…. Red digital numbers changed in a slow pace and for Elena's surprise she felt herself nervous watching them.

A bright, small beep greeted Elena when she arrived to her destination. Walking forward not giving any glances for other Shinra workers Elena stayed in her thoughts. Damn, it really was nervous to meet the Turks again. She hadn't seen them in two weeks, thought she really doubted they would have missed her during that time. She came along with all of them just nice, but sometimes Elena got the feeling she wasn't still 100% part of the team. Maybe it was true, maybe it was just her imagination. Either way, Elena made her mind not to think about things like that. This was her job and other Turks where her co-workers. There was no need to get befriended with them anyway.

The heavy metallic door opened before Elena as she walked in the meeting room. She gave a warm greeting smile first to Tseng, who sat in the end of the table, and then to Rude, who nodded back her from the right side of the long table. Turning her smiling face to left the little happy expression melted away.

"This can´t be real!"

The wicked grin greeted her shocked face back, Reno waving his hand casually in the air.

"Yo, you're late, Laney", he flashed teeth for her. Elena fumed, gripping the black file case harder.

"You're always the one who's late!" she complained looking angrily Reno. "This can´t be right, you can't be here before me! I---"

"Elena".

The dark command ended the heated chit chat before it had any changes to start properly. Apologizing Elena let her head sank, Reno wiping the grin away from his face. Silently Elena handed the files for Tseng and sat down next to Rude. None of them wanted to push Tseng's buttons to see the result. He wasn't the leader of the group for no reason.

"Thank you, Elena. Welcome back to work. It has been rather quiet here without you".

Tseng's sudden compliment followed by silent nod from Rude took Elena off guards. She felt how her face warmed.

"I… thank you, sir…" she muttered taking a quick look at Reno to see what he thought of this. The answer was a long, red tongue flipping out from his mouth and pulling back before Tseng noticed anything. Elena gave Reno icy cold eye, but said nothing, though she really wanted to snatch that mocking piece of flesh out of his mouth and feed it to Hojo's experiments. She knew Reno was teasing her for being the youngest and the newest member of the gang, but still it rubbed her nerves in the most annoying way.

Tseng started talking about the missions that would be held in the future and reminded everyone to stay alert and continue the good work. That was all Elena heard. She was too lost in her own ideas of paying Reno for his gesture. Gosh, he was like some 6-year-old brat! It was unbelievable that he, HE, was the second in Turks' list and apparently, when Elena thought it more, third in the whole world's list. Since Turks worked directly for Rufus – the president of Shinra – they were practically above everyone else. First was Rufus, then the Turk from Wutai who was well known of his handsome features and right after him came the sloppy, annoying Reno, who was for sure a womanizing horny bastard with the bad attitude. That was Elena's inner biography of Reno. Elena's eyes narrowed when she thought about Reno more, stinging his smug face with her glare.

"Is there something interesting in Reno or shall we continue?"

Elena snapped like a rocket with a small bounce back to this world. Tseng eyed her curiously – well, actually all of the men's eyes laid on her curiously. From Rude's expression Elena didn't know, but Reno was smirking in the corner of his mouth.

"Yeah, Laney. If you want to get a better look why don't you come here?" Reno commented with a huge evil grin and patted his thigh. Elena reddened again.

"Go on, sir…." she managed to murmur, gathering up all her willpower not to a) blush any more if it was even possible, b) make herself look completely fool and c) strangle Reno in that exact place. He never picked on any other in the whole Shinra building but her. It was unfair! She kept her head bend down, hiding her red face behind her fair bangs. Why Tseng had even suggested there would be something interesting in Reno for her to look at….! That damned red haired fre-----

Elena's thoughts were interrupted again when she felt something sharp hitting her leg, just a bit above the angle. Shooting her head up Elena took a fierce look at Reno, who slumbered lower in his seat to kick her again. He was really testing her nerves today, uuggghrgghh! Elena decided to not bother to kick him back, not to sink to same level with him but ignore Reno and his famous mocking smirk. If she acted back it would be just the thing Reno wanted.

The blonde Turk did her best to listen to Tseng's voice. The odd sensation was starting to make itself aware again, causing Elena to take a deep breath. Closing her eyes Elena tried to find the location of that odd feeling. Where was it? In her upper stomach? In her chest? Somewhere there in her middle-section, but where exactly and why….What was the cause of it? Elena shuttered. Hopefully it wasn't stomach flu!

A kick sharper than before hit Elena's slim leg so hard she winced in cutting pain. Still keeping her composure for not jumping down to Reno's throat in fury Elena took a long, calm look on him. Well, she had a hard time to remain calm, but she somehow pulled it off. Reno was showing his tongue to Elena again for a mere second.

Sensing the atmosphere was getting tensed Tseng announced with steady voice the meeting to be over and sent everyone back to their offices. He really had no interesting in such matters as baby sitting Reno not annoying Elena too much or defending Elena for every tease Reno was giving her. They just needed to get along. Getting up from his place Tseng nodded to everyone and walked away from the room. Rude was walking just in his heals, Elena following the bald man slowly. The odd feeling was bugging her again….

Elena stood in the door frame watching how Tseng's and Rude's backs moved further. She had no idea why she stayed back instead of rushing to her office's safe embrace. Soon she felt Reno pushing by her, sending electric jolts of nuisance to Elena's body.

"Reno!" she stopped the red haired man in his feet, just next to her. Standing to face Reno directly from his left side Elena placed stony look on Reno's face.

"I warn you, Reno", she started wagging her finger before Reno's face, anger glowing in her brown eyes. "Next time you stick that tongue out from that dirty mouth of yours I swear I will rip it off…."

White teeth flashed again, when a wide grin appeared to Reno´s featured, curving his lips up. He bent down, just enough to meet the height of Elena's fuming face, and grinned.

"Sure, Laney. Just remember to rip it off with your own tongue, that is".

And then he left, walking away whistling some unknown tune, leaving Elena stand in the door frame completely dazed from what she had just heard.

"…What the……..?!"

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The fic will soon continue!