Kai: Well, I did it! I managed to think of an idea that wasn't the usual.
Satoshi: You mean, grab a bishie, make him bleed, rinse, repeat?
Kai: (twitches) something like that.
Okita: What's it about this time Kai? Dare I ask?
Kai: It's more ideas for the Turks
Satoshi: You and your Shin-Ra lackeys.
Kai: Oh bite me! (huggles Reno and Rufus)
Rufus: (glares) it's touching me…get it off
Reno: Thank god for fan-girls!
Elena: (rolls eyes) You're only saying that because it's female and hanging on you.
Reno: (grin) Kai doesn't own FF7, please Read and Review!
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A red haired man with a long ponytail stood silent as he watched a plush leather chair turn around to reveal a blonde haired man dressed in a white coat. "Explain yourself, Reno," the voice stated, as cool blue eyes stared straight at the Turk.
Reno shifted his weight; he was beginning to feel a bit uncomfortable being under the intense gaze of his Boss. "I didn't mean for it to happen," he cried, as tears begin to stream down his face, but he quickly wiped them away. He was a Turk, and Turks don't cry. "I was only doing what I thought was right."
Reno jumped slightly as Rufus slammed his fist on his desk. "Your foolishness jeopardized the mission and ended with one of the Turks dead," he spat, backhanding Reno sending him sprawling to the floor. "One of my elite is dead because of you!"
"Is that all you care about?" Reno asked, daring to question the head of Shin-Ra. "I got my friend killed."
"Get out of my sight, Reno!" Rufus growled sitting back down in his chair. "I'll deal with you later." Reno turned on his heels and left the room as quickly as he could muster setting his destination for the Turk's lounge, but he didn't get very far due to the fact that his other two comrades were out in the hallway in front of Rufus's office.
"You're bleeding," Rude stated the obvious as Reno emerged from the office.
Reno lifted his hand to touch the corner of his mouth, but pulled away when he felt sticky goo on his fingertips. "So I am," he muttered licking the blood off his fingers and then proceeded to wipe his mouth on his suit sleeve. "I guess Boss doesn't know how to pull his punches."
"Or he doesn't know how to hit you hard enough," a voice remarked, as the speaker looked at the red headed Turk not bothering to hide his watery, bloodshot eyes.
"Tseng, I'm sorry, I never meant for that to happ…" Reno began, but was rudely cut off by the leader of the Turks.
"Save your apologies, Reno," Tseng spat, as he fingered a small knife in his hand, "Elena is dead because of you and your babbling isn't going to bring her back!" he lounged at the fellow Turk and prepared to strike him with the knife, but Reno was already a step ahead of him and dodged to the side. Seeing that his attack didn't work, Tseng decided to catch Reno off guard and send a punch his way, which managed to strike him square in the nose causing it run a river of blood.
Reno staggered backwards and wiped his bloody nose on his sleeve, but only succeeding in smearing it across his face, Tseng seeing this as an opening charged forward and pinned the younger Turk to the wall by his throat slowly restricting the air flow to his lungs.
"I'm sorry, Tseng," Reno managed to choke out, he was beginning to feel lightheaded from lack of air, "I don't wanna fight you."
Tseng gave him a cruel smile as he pressed harder, just a few more minutes and Reno would be unconscious making it that much easier to kill him. "That's right, beg for me Reno," he remarked, as he watched Reno's eyelids begin to droop, "beg for me before I incapacitate you and end your misery."
"Let him go, Tseng!" Rufus ordered as he stepped out into the hallway, "He's not your concern."
Tseng's instinct told him to hold on to Reno, who was now gasping for air. "He killed her Boss!" he yelled, his eyes still trained on the man who was suppose to be his friend, "Why shouldn't he die as well."
"Drop him," was the only response he got, as Rufus's eyes seemed to bore holes in him, "I will deal with him."
"Yes Boss," Tseng finally dropped Reno to the ground and walked out of the room.
Reno stayed on the ground for a long time, while breathing in short gasps as he tried to get air back into his lungs. He finally snapped out of his trance by the sound of his partner's voice asking if he was all right. "Le-leave me al-alone," he stuttered, batting the offered hand away as he scrambled to his feet
"Come on Reno, let's go out and I'll buy you a drink," Rude offered, thinking that the prospect of getting totally wasted may cheer the young Turk up.
"Just leave me ALONE!" Reno shouted, as he took off down the hallway to the outside of the Shin-Ra building.
"Reno, wait!" Rude yelled, but in vain since Reno was already well into the elevator. Sighing, Rude turned his attention to Rufus to see what his orders were.
"Find out where in the building Tseng went, I wish to have a word with him," Rufus stated, as he turned to walk back into his office.
"What about Reno?"
"Leave him for now, he'll be back."
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Reno ran from the Shin-Ra building, as fast as he could to get away. He didn't care that it was pouring down rain and that his clothes were getting soaked. He didn't even care that he was probably going to end up sicker then a dog and be in bed for week having to be cared for by whoever didn't hate him yet. By the time Reno decided to stop running, the sky had become considerably darker and lightening streaked across it every now and again. He also realized that he was in about the worst part of town someone could ever want to be in and to make matters worse; he was being surrounded by a group of very unfriendly looking people.
"Explain something to me," one of the men shouted as he played with a switchblade, "What's someone like you doing on this side of town?"
"Yeah, I thought the Turks were supposed to be all high and mighty," another leered at him.
"I got lost," was the best excuse Reno could come up with being as cold and tired as he was.
A few of the figures snickered at the pathetic response. "What happened? Did your friends leave you behind?" the group's apparent leader questioned, he was a tall man wearing a long duster coat and hand slicked back brown hair that reminded Reno a lot of how Boss always had his. "I wonder if you can still fight without them."
Reno stayed silent as his weary mind tried to formulate a plan. "You wouldn't stand a chance," he replied, deciding that maybe a good fight was all he needed, "you might as well all attack me at once."
The leader grinned. "Get him!" he shouted as Reno tried to fend off being attacked from all sides, which wasn't working that well.
Hmmm, maybe 20 to 1 odds aren't as great as I thought, Reno pondered to himself, as he felt a sharp pain rip through his side, looking down he saw the blade of someone's knife imbedded in his side. Cursing out loud Reno ripped it out and watched the blood ooze out staining his white shirt and suit coat. "You bastards, this was a new shirt too!" he yelled, as he knocked the nearest guy to the ground.
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"The thunderstorm outside seems to show no signs of stopping," Tifa noted as she sat around the table with Cloud, Vincent, Barret and Yuffie playing cards and so far she had managed to lose every round they'd played. "Cloud, it's your turn to deal."
Cloud growled under his breath as he took the stack of cards from Tifa. "I hate dealing," he muttered as he shuffled that cards and then proceed to past eight of them out to each member at the table. They were just about to settle into another heated round of crazy 8's when the door to the bar flung open. In staggered a familiar looking red head whose clothes were soaked through. The water seemed to drip off his suit coat in sheets as it mingled with the blood oozing from his side and ended up in a neat puddle on the floor.
"What the hells are you doing here, Reno?" Cloud inquired, as he watched the young Turk stumble towards them only to land face first one the floor. As if on cue, everyone jumped from the seats at the table to see if he was all right.
"Reno, what happened to you?" Tifa asked, as she moved some of Reno's wet bangs out of his face so that she could look at the deep gash in his forehead.
"I didn't mean…" Reno's voice trailed off, as exhaustion finally set in and he slipped into the peaceful abyss of unconsciousness.
The group exchanged confused glances before turning their attention to their unconscious guest. "What the hell is he babbling about?" Yuffie questioned, running her finger along the gash making Reno whimper and curl into a ball.
"We'll have to wait and see when he wakes up," Vincent answered, as he picked the Turk off the ground, "for now let's just getting him cleaned up and into dry close."
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Kai: There, I finished chapter 1!
Satoshi: And it only took you a day too, that's amazing!
Kai: (glares) Just cuz I haven't worked on my D.N.Angel fic in ages doesn't mean you get to hate on me!
Satoshi: (sweatdrops) Please R/R!
