Chapter 1

What was Reno doing? Playing some MMO on his laptop. What was he supposed to be doing? Completing paperwork from his and Rude's latest assignment. He figured he'd do it sooner or later and, honestly, he wanted to relax after said assignment.

He heard a knock on his closed office door but didn't bother to look up. He was in the middle of some twenty four person raid and was tanking. He didn't want to fuck up. He could hear foot steps approaching his desk. He still didn't bother to look who it was. In all honesty he figured it was Rude.

"What are you doing?" He recognized the voice. It was Tseng. Tseng has a slight annoyance to his tone, crossing his arms, just staring at the sight before him. Though, to be honest, he kind of figured something like this would happen sooner or later. "Did you finish those papers you were supposed to be working on?"

"Not yet but I'll get to them eventually." He was more concerned about this dragon he was fighting, and keeping it off the parties in his game. He grunted quietly as one of his healers died.

Tseng was none to happy about this. He knew the Turk had a lazy streak about him, so things like this were starting to bother him less and less, and just became mundane and ritualistic in a sense. "I think your job is more important then a game."

"You'd think boss you really would" his eyes still fixated on his screen "but I have dedicated the past twenty minutes to this fight I'm in and it's almost done and, well, yeah I can't just stop you know? It's like real life yo. If I stop attacking something, I'm just gonna die and so will these people." Reno tended to ramble on and on when playing games, even if it didn't make sense.

By this point, Tseng was past annoyed. How could one person have their priorities so mixed up? He didn't know. He decided he'd fix the situation. He walked up besides Reno and, with one fell swoop, he turned off the laptop. Tseng had just dug his own grave.

Reno glared at Tseng with a look of complete hatred in his teal colored eyes. Tseng knew this look. It's the look Reno gave when he was ready to pounce, to attack; to kill.

"What the fuck man? Couldn't you fucking see I was busy?" Reno stated, raising his voice to a near yell. "Now I'm going to be booted from my-"

"I don't care Reno. There's more important things to do then play a game." He cut him off. "Now get your work done. I don't want to come in here again and see you goofing off." Tseng knew he had screwed up in some way, hence the quick stride to the door.

Reno growled and looked down at his shut off laptop. In his mind it was pointless to try to log back on. For one, it would take a good bit to get back into the game and two, he was probably already removed from the party anyway. He closed the computer with an annoyed sigh and looked at the small stack of papers that were under it. "It's like they want to drive us crazy with all this shit." He spoke softly to himself as he started sorting out what actually needed to be done now and what could wait until later.

While sorting through this mess, thoughts began to race through Reno's head. He was clearly mad at Tseng for what he did. What right did he have to turn his laptop off; to touch his stuff. He had none. As the stack of papers began to thin, he had an idea. Revenge. Oh how Reno loved revenge. The person didn't even need to do anything serious for Reno to take revenge out on them. The other week, for example, Elena had knocked over his drink (on accident of course but Reno didn't see it as that) onto his new smart phone, short circuiting it. Pissed off Reno decided revenge was the only answer. So what did he do? Knowing full well Elena had a date with some higher up man in the company, Reno snuck into her office and began to search. Her neat office provided him no challenge in finding what he was looking for, her purse. In her purse he knew damn well she kept these special pills that, when taken after sex, stop any sort of pregnancy from happening. So what did the red head do? He switched the pills with some pill shaped candy that, if you were to glance at them, resembled the original pill. Not a bad idea in Reno's mind. Elena, though, still has not forgiven him.

But what sort of revenge could Reno take on Tseng without any serious retribution? Reno thought long and hard as he began filling out the papers he needed. Then, as if hit on the head by a sack of brick hard ideas, it hit him. He knew exactly what he would. This would be the revenge of his lifetime. Something that would make Tseng inevitably pissed but regret ever messing with Reno's stuff and stop it from happening in the future. He laughed to himself. Oh how great this will be.