DRIVING ME CRAZY

Chapter 1: "How the other half live"

Hey guys! I'm back with another fic! And it's a yaoi one this time! He,he! Enjoy!

P.S.: A really hard last school year is starting for me in a couple of weeks so I will be late to update. Please show how understanding you are and be patient! Thanks!

Reno found himself in front of the huge villa. It was astoundingly white, standing in the middle of a forest of palm trees, pine trees and any kind of tree you could imagine. A tall brick wall surrounded it and it seemed that the security system they were using was really up-to-date, with hidden cameras and guards all over the place. Reno never liked being in an environment like this. H despised rich people, knowing that they were either brought up in rich families, which made them stupid and softies or they had climbed up the social ladder through blackmail or help from the mafia, which made them petty, cruel and unreliable. He himself was born in the most poor and dangerous part of the town, between the city dump and the slums and hideouts of the most wanted criminals. He had learned to fight his way through life, since his father had died, his mother had abandoned him cause she was always too drunk to take care of him, and all he could do was fight with the other orphans to win his everyday meal. Later, when he couldn't live in the orphanage any longer, he had tried to do many jobs, from house painter to delivery boy. He even managed to get a small apartment, although it much more resembled a rat hole. But this time, lady Luck was not on his side. His boss from the pizza store had fired him, because he wasn't wearing his helmet or some other bullshit like that and he got kicked out of his apartment, because he hadn't paid six rents in a row. He is forgetful, what can you do, kill him? (Although many had tried.) He spent his last money getting drunk at the local bar and screwing some whore he found on the street.

Then, life decided to give him another chance. (Don't ask me why!) Someone told him that one of the richest men in town, Yazoo, owner of Y. (which stands for Yazoo Diamonds corporation) that was selling the finest diamonds on the market, was looking for someone to drive his limousine. That's why, that dusky October morning, Reno had walked all the way through town, up to Yazoo's little palace. Taking a deep breath he approached the gate.

"Can I help you sir?" a guard asked him, giving him a disgusted look.

"I'm here to apply for the job of the chauffeur." Reno answered, not looking at all intimidated by the looks of the guard or the gun he was carrying.

"Come with me please." The guards said, after searching him for any guns or mysterious objects. He led him to a small door on the other side of the brick wall. The word "staff" was written on it with big, black letters. Inside, the walls and floor were made out of marble. Reno looked in awe at the paintings that hung on the wall. He was sure they cost a fortune. After much walking, they got to a room that looked like a hotel lobby.

"Wait here" the guard said, and disappeared behind a door at the other side of the room. Reno made himself comfortable on one of the couches. It was so soft, he could easily sleep in it. But, before he could have the chance, the guard came back in and called to him.

"The president may see you now."

Reno walked into the president's office. The floor there was also out of marble, but the walls were covered with huge wooden bookcases. Reno was amazed by the amount of books that one and only room could hold. In the center of the room, behind a golden-coated desk, sat Yazoo. He was signing papers. All he did since his father had died was sign papers. Most of the time he didn't even know what he was signing. He didn't care. Actually, he wasn't interested in this business at all. He didn't give a shit if it all went down the drain one day. But who could say no to daddy? So there he was, stuck in a word that he hated, trying to play the role of the happy millionaire, with his wife, his mistress and the casino nights.

"So, you want to be my new driver, huh?" he said, not lifting his head up from the papers.

"Yes, sir"

"The man has a steady, strong voice. That's good." Yazoo thought.

"Do you have a driver's license?"

"I wouldn't be here in the first place if I didn't have one sir."

"Are you capable of driving long distances?"

"Yes, sir"

"Do you know what happened to my last driver?"

"Err…No, sir"

"He was shot… in the head. Just so you know the dangers of the job."

Reno's eyes opened wide.

"…Ok…sir"

God, how badly did he want that job?

"You're hired. Oh, and one last question. Are you married?"

"Err…no, sir."

"Good for you…" Yazoo murmured, mostly to himself.

Suddenly, the door opened and in walked a beautiful woman. She was tall with long, black, curly hair and green eyes. She was wearing a blue dress, which gave anyone who wanted it a generous view down her tight breasts.

"Honey, I told you not to come in here while I'm working." Yazoo said, still not lifting his head.

"How the hell did he know who she was? He didn't even look at her!" Reno thought.

"I really wanted to show you this new dress I bought honey." She said, in a high-pitched, extremely annoying voice. Then, just when she realized that Reno was in the room, she let out a small scream of surprise.

"Aah! Who are you?"

"He is our new chauffeur honey."

"What? But… look at him! He is so… filthy!"

That's when Yazoo finally looked up at Reno. His eyes scanned him from head to toe. Reno felt a shiver climb up his spine. He felt completely exposed under that look.

"He is just fine, dear. If you want, you can give him other clothes."

"Don't you worry, I'll fix him! I won't have a tramp driving me around the city. I'd be so embarrassed!"

Reno tried not to throw her a nasty look.

"Helena! HELENA!" she shrieked. Reno tried hard not to bring his hands to his ears. Yazoo, on the other hand, didn't seem so capable of controlling himself. He covered his ears with his hands.

"Don't shout! She's not deaf!" he said.

A short, chubby woman dressed in a servant's uniform walked in.

"Helena, show our new driver to his room and give him a proper driver's uniform please."

"Yes, ma'am."

The woman led Reno out of the room. His head was full of thoughts.

"God, that man's nuts! I guess that too much money can drive you crazy after all. Asking me if I'm married? Well of course having that kind of wife may also drive you nuts. I guess that's why he asked me. He didn't look much like the millionaires you see on TV. Those are all old and stupid. He seemed… kinda cute. Reno, what are you thinking! You're a ladies man for God's sake! Women, girls, chicks, whatever you call them, that's your thing!" He was starting to have a headache. Too much thinking for one day!

Finally, after passing through long corridors and climbing flights and flights of stairs, they got to a small room. It only had a bed, a closet and a desk.

"The driver's uniform is in the closet." The woman informed him, before leaving the room.

Reno bounced happily on his new bed. Life was starting to become much better!