Eyes of Mako
Warnings: Self Insert. Warn me if it gets too clichéd. Will be yaoi. No like, no read.
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy and any of its characters, but I do own the OCs.
Masakatzu's POV
Tuning out the lecture on advanced trigonometry, Masakatzu Ryusaki stared aimlessly out of the window. He saw a helicopter whizz past the fluffy white clouds.
Odd. There haven't been any helicopters around here for years.
His teacher must have seen him daydreaming and questioned him.
"Ryusaki, what is the rule we are going to use for this problem?"
The young man sighed and turned to face the board.
"...cos."
Mrs Walter must have been happy with his answer as she nodded and turned away. Masakatzu smirked to himself before deciding that he'd better pay attention for the remainder of the lesson. Almost as soon as he turned back towards the board, the windows shattered, sending shards of glass flying towards everyone. Terrified students scrambled away from the broken windows, screaming and shouting, crashing into desks and knocking over chairs in their haste to escape from who or what was coming. Masakatzu remained at his desk, squeezing his eyes tightly shut.
Shit. They're here.
Two men climbed through the shattered windows. They both wore navy blue suits. The taller man was bald and wore sunglasses. The shorter man, who had snagged his suit on the jagged glass and was cursing furiously, had a shock of red hair pulled back into a ponytail and tattoos on his cheeks. The teacher stared at them and gasped.
"Why are Shinra here, of all places?"
With a devilish grin, the red haired replied,
"On a mission, yo."
While he was saying this, the bald one strode over to Masakatzu and grabbed his hair, pulling him up.
"Think this is him, Reno?"
Reno shuffled over to Masakatzu and studied him closely. Masakatzu kept his eyes tightly shut. Reno thought for a moment before turning to the bald man.
"Think so, Rude. But we're gonna need ta see his eyes, yo."
Reno tried to open Masakatzu's eyes by force but failed. He kicked over a chair in his frustration.
"Shit, yo! He ain't gonna open them, yo."
Rude sighed. Sometimes his partner could be so moronic. Reno's eyes lit up. If he was in a cartoon, a light bulb would have appeared over his head. Pulling out his weapon, an EMR, he whispered dangerously in the young man's ear.
"If ya don't open your eyes, I'm gonna kill all'ya lil' friends."
Masakatzu stiffened.
Crap. Got to think fast, or they'll kill them... Why do I care, anyway? They've hated me for five years. What'll make now any different?
"Won't you 'clean up' anyway? Not like the Turks to leave any witnesses."
Reno stopped grinning. He turned and whispered to Rude, turning back after a few seconds.
"...True, yo."
Masakatzu would have rolled his eyes, if he had them open. He sighed.
"...Go ahead. Kill them. It's not like they are my friends, anyway."
The students clustered in corners and under desks attempted to escape through the classroom door. They didn't make it far.
"...One condition. One lives."
Reno turned, a little confused.
"But we gonna have ta take 'em with us, yo. Like ya said – no witnesses."
Masakatzu smiled coldly and turned, pointing to a blonde girl, one of the few still alive or uninjured. She carefully made her way towards the three men, fear evident in her blue eyes. Rude nodded, cracking his knuckles.
"Reno, take those two to the chopper. I'll tidy this up."
Reno smirked and handcuffed Masakatzu and the girl.
"You're gonna have to be real good from now on, babe,"
Reno leered at the girl. Just after he said that, a foot connected with his chest, sending him stumbling backwards. Reno growled.
Oh, shit. Now I've done it.
Everything went black as the chopper roared to life.
How was it? The first multi-chaptered story I have ever written down. Review please – constructive criticism welcome. Future chapters will be longer.