The Letter.
Alright, my first FF7 fic! Ever! (And my first ever non-Gundam!) It's a very short piece set after Weapon attacks Midgar. Reno/Rufus pairing, and r+r desperately wanted! This is just an initial draft, to see if I can write a decent FF7 fic... let me know how I did.
Reno,
If you read this, I... how cliché, right Reno? But it is true. You wouldn't be reading this if I were alive. The reason for this letter is just to lay a few of my ghosts to rest. Yes, me, the stoic and emotionless President of ShinRa Inc.
We both know how our affair started, so I won't repeat it here, but I will say that at first, I wanted to break free of what my Father had wanted of me. The best way to do that was to seduce his favourite Turk. Simple, right?
Or so I thought. I hadn't expected that you wouldn't need much seducing, or that I was attracted to more than your body. I found things out about myself too. Like I actually do have a sense of humour. And that I can't stand being president.
The time I asked you about your past, I wasn't trying to open old wounds, I was trying to understand you. You misunderstood, and I couldn't explain to you before you left for Wutai with the other Turks.
You always knew me so well. When you returned from Wutai, you did the silliest thing. I bet you didn't know that those flowers you sent me made Scarlet fly into a jealous rage. It was so funny to watch.
I wish I had the courage to ask you to stay with me, but I know what you're like with your professional pride. I couldn't do it. So I sit here, watching the world outside my fishbowl moving. People living and working, not really caring about a spoiled brat in his fancy office, wishing you were with him.
So now, I'm dead. I wonder how it was. Was it Sephiroth? Weapon? Avalanche? A common street thug? Maybe even one of the executives. Heidegger and Scarlet may be stupid, but they're also ambitious. That is a very dangerous combination.
But really, the point of all this was simple. I had to tell you this somehow. Somewhere along the line, I fell in love with you. I wish I could tell you to your face, but events are running away with us. I do hope that Meteor can be stopped. Whatever happens, my Reno, I love you.
Forever,
Rufus.
For a long time afterwards, the only sound in the darkened office was Reno's heartbroken sobs.
Alright, my first FF7 fic! Ever! (And my first ever non-Gundam!) It's a very short piece set after Weapon attacks Midgar. Reno/Rufus pairing, and r+r desperately wanted! This is just an initial draft, to see if I can write a decent FF7 fic... let me know how I did.
Reno,
If you read this, I... how cliché, right Reno? But it is true. You wouldn't be reading this if I were alive. The reason for this letter is just to lay a few of my ghosts to rest. Yes, me, the stoic and emotionless President of ShinRa Inc.
We both know how our affair started, so I won't repeat it here, but I will say that at first, I wanted to break free of what my Father had wanted of me. The best way to do that was to seduce his favourite Turk. Simple, right?
Or so I thought. I hadn't expected that you wouldn't need much seducing, or that I was attracted to more than your body. I found things out about myself too. Like I actually do have a sense of humour. And that I can't stand being president.
The time I asked you about your past, I wasn't trying to open old wounds, I was trying to understand you. You misunderstood, and I couldn't explain to you before you left for Wutai with the other Turks.
You always knew me so well. When you returned from Wutai, you did the silliest thing. I bet you didn't know that those flowers you sent me made Scarlet fly into a jealous rage. It was so funny to watch.
I wish I had the courage to ask you to stay with me, but I know what you're like with your professional pride. I couldn't do it. So I sit here, watching the world outside my fishbowl moving. People living and working, not really caring about a spoiled brat in his fancy office, wishing you were with him.
So now, I'm dead. I wonder how it was. Was it Sephiroth? Weapon? Avalanche? A common street thug? Maybe even one of the executives. Heidegger and Scarlet may be stupid, but they're also ambitious. That is a very dangerous combination.
But really, the point of all this was simple. I had to tell you this somehow. Somewhere along the line, I fell in love with you. I wish I could tell you to your face, but events are running away with us. I do hope that Meteor can be stopped. Whatever happens, my Reno, I love you.
Forever,
Rufus.
For a long time afterwards, the only sound in the darkened office was Reno's heartbroken sobs.