A/N Edit: The story is the same, the only change that I made is I condensed some of the chapters together so there were less. The only reason I had so many chapters before was because I wanted to get the story out to the readers sooner. . I won't be doing that again...too many chapters. Anyway, this was my first yaoi story, I've written more since then that have hopefully improved. Enjoy!

For those who were reading the other version and may have been in the middle or something... for your convenience this contains chapters 1-6.

Self-Perpetuating Prison; Chapter 1

"Ah~ Mmm, ohhh~ good…" Reno fighted desperately to keep his client from finding out that what he was doing down there wasn't working at all for him. He could tell that the dark haired soldier was inexperienced and didn't know what the hell he was doing. He had seen the soldier walking around with a girl so he never expected to see him walk in and ask for some…how should he put it? Paid pleasure? Sure, that sounded good enough. The poor kid looked so nervous when he first walked in that Reno almost thought he was lost. He didn't usually ask for names but the kid offered up the information himself. What was it again? That's right, Zack Fair. The kid just spewed it out when he walked in. Zack explained to him that he didn't usually do things like this, blah, blah, blah, and that he just needed some…release. Apparently his girl was a real tight ass and didn't give anything up for the poor guy. 'Serves her right…' he thought, then remembering the uncomfortable sex he was having, 'more like serves me right.'

"Ah, shit!" Reno clenched his teeth trying to cover up his pain with a fake groan of pleasure. It felt like the kid was stuffing a turkey. The raven haired boy looked up from what he was doing.

"You okay?" he asked concerned. Looks like the fake groan didn't fool him.

Reno gave him a wink and grin. "Nnn~ you're doing great kid. Keep it up…" 'And I won't be able to work for the rest of the week.' Zack went back to concentrating on stuffing that turkey leaving Reno wishing that he had told the truth. Finally, after what seemed like an hour but had only been a few minutes, the raven haired boy leaned over and released his pent up tension into Reno. The boy collapsed to the side of Reno in exhaustion.

He glanced over at Zack and grinned. "Better?" The boy stared at him for a moment. Then the realization of what he had done washed over him.

"No! What have I done to Aerith?" He sat up and covered his face in shame. Reno slid off the silk sheets and reached for a robe hanging on a chair next to the bed. There was no point in him getting dressed; he was just going to take a shower then get naked again. He slipped it on as the soldier mourned his infidelity. Reno was adjusting his flaming red hair in the looking glass when he heard a soft knock at the door. He glanced over at the blubbering soldier then the door and decided that whoever was at the door would be a good escape. He padded across the white carpet floor and hushed the soldier's cries. Reno valued his customers' privacy and he figured that his crying wouldn't help keep his recent recreational activities a secret. He gazed through the peephole and gasped.

Zack looked up from his tear stained hands. "What? Who is it?"

Reno turned around to frown at him. "You idiot, you think I'd tell you? It's one of my clients! He's here earlier than expected. You need to leave now."

Zack frowned. "But it's still my time."

Reno grinned. "This client is more important than you. He pays my rent. 'Sides, you cried the rest of your time away. So," he reached down and gathered up the soldier's clothes, "get dressed now, or get kicked out naked. Your choice." He threw the clothes at the stunned soldier and rushed back to the mirror to straighten himself up. He saw Zack quickly getting dressed in the mirror's reflection and grinned. Reno rushed him out the back door then ran to answer the door. He slowed to a stop in front of the door and composed himself. He reached for the handle then opened the door.

An annoyed frown spread across his face. "What the hell? You can't come early. You gave me no time to clean up." The red head glared at the blonde standing in front of him. He knew that the blonde got turned on when he was angry.

Rufus Shinra smiled apologetically. "I'm sorry, I couldn't wait to see you; besides, there is no since in you getting cleaned up when I'm just going to dirty you all over again."

"Yeah, yeah," Reno rolled his eyes and ushered him into the studio apartment. He glanced past the corporate president and saw his two body guards standing out in the hall. Both of them looked too serious for their own good. The guard on the left had his black hair slicked back into a pony tail while the one on the right of the door sported sunglasses and had no hair on his head save for the beard on his face. He frowned then closed the door. "You should tell them to wait somewhere else. If anyone saw them in front of my apartment it would be bad for your publicity."

Rufus smiled. "Don't worry, they have already left to wait somewhere else close by."

Reno crossed his arms across his chest and frowned. "I don't know how you can stand to have them follow you everywhere like that. It would kill me being unable to do what I wanted; having someone constantly watch me."

Rufus grinned. "I don't think you'll ever have to worry about that. With the lifestyle that you live you're free to do whatever you want."

Reno glanced around at the room that he occupied more than 12 hours a day; his self-made prison. "Yeah, free." Reno jumped onto the bed and rolled onto his back and grinned. "Well? Shall we?"

Rufus Shinra was probably Reno's favorite client, most of the time. He knew his way around Reno's body and fully knew how to pleasure him. There were only certain times that Reno was uncomfortable with Rufus's fetishes; this time was one of them.

"You want me to do what?" Reno looked in disbelief at the item that Rufus was holding in his hand. If this item was pictured in a manga it would definitely be blurred out. "There is no way that is going to fit, and I'm not going to let you make it fit."

Rufus frowned. "Come on Reno, you'll enjoy it."

"I think the fact that I'm already not liking it is a good indicator that I'm definitely not going to enjoy it inside my ass. You don't pay me enough for this kind of stuff. I'm completely fine with just your…you know…" Reno looked away, a blush spreading on his face.

Rufus grinned. "You're in this line of business and your uncomfortable saying cock?"

Reno glared. "I'm fine saying cock you dick. I was thinking of the other word!"

Rufus raised an eyebrow at his statement. "So, it's obviously not dick, so…penis?"

Reno's mouth opened in shock. "How the—don't say that!" The red blush on his face spread and almost matched the color of his hair.

Rufus clearly enjoyed embarrassing the red head and got off on it. "Don't say what? Penis?"

Reno glared at him and started backing away from him. "Stop," he grit through his teeth.

Rufus crawled closer to him. "Penis, penis~, P-E-N-I-S." What happened next Reno could not be held accountable for.

Reno ran out of his apartment, robe and slippers, and looked down the hall. Rufus's bodyguards were nowhere to be seen. He ran to the end of the hall in a rush and opted to not wait for the elevator but took the stairs instead. He flew down the stairs and opened the door to the outside and looked for the president's black car. The two bodyguards sitting in the car spotted him first and got out. Reno looked around embarrassed then motioned for them to come over. The two approached him hesitantly. Reno motioned for them to follow him back to his apartment, not explaining the situation. When they reached Reno's room they found the president lying on the bed, blood gushing from his nose, first-aid performed by Reno was sloppily administered with a bunch of facial tissues shoved next to his nose before he rushed out the door for the bodyguards. Rude stared at the body, emotionless as always, while Tseng stared stunned.

"What happened?" the long haired bodyguard sputtered out.

Reno brushed back his flaming hair out of his face and looked away embarrassed. "He-he just kept on repeating it!"

Tseng looked from his boss, to Reno, then back to his boss. "Repeating what?"

Reno's blush returned and he continued to glance away, both guards staring at him. "Penis," he whispered.

Tseng looked at him aghast. "Pe—"

His puzzled question was stopped by a cry from Reno. He covered his ears with his hands. "Don't say it! Or I swear what happened to him will happen to you too!"

Tseng glanced at the half-naked man beside him then to the half-naked man on the bed and remembered that he was still bleeding and needed first aid. As Tseng went to administer first aid Rude continued the questioning. "So, what happened to him exactly?"

Reno uncovered his ears when he saw they weren't going to say it anymore. "He found out my distaste for the word and…I…well…I couldn't take him saying it anymore…so…I kicked him."

Reno thought he saw a slight smirk cross the taller bald man's face. "You kicked him?"

Reno glared and crossed his arms. "Yeah, you think just because I'm small I don't know how to protect myself?"

Rude shook his head. "No, I'm sorry, I was just clarifying what you said."

Tseng finished administering first aid and stood up. "Well, he's fine, just a broken nose, he was knocked out by the kick." Tseng picked up the earlier sex toy the president was trying to get Reno to use and looked at it. "…are you sure you didn't kick him because of this?" He glanced over at the red head.

Reno looked away. "I was about to, that's for sure."

Tseng motioned to Rude to pick up the unconscious president. As the two headed out the door with the blonde man draped across Rude's shoulders, Rude stopped and turned around to look at Reno. "I apologize for the trouble that we have caused you."

Reno stared at the tall man for a moment then shook his head. "It's fine."

Reno looked at the clock sitting atop his night stand and groaned. The clock stared at him with the numbers 6 a.m. He was certain they were mocking him. The knock at the door came again, causing Reno to groan again. He threw his blankets off of himself and zombie walked to the door, adjusting his boxers to make sure they weren't revealing anything. He glanced through the peephole and groaned again. Reno slowly unlocked the latch and swung open the door. He leaned against the door panel and stared at the bald bodyguard standing before him with hooded eyes. "And to what do I owe this pleasure?"

Rude stared at his chocobo patterned boxers. Reno looked down at his clothing and sighed. "I'm sorry," he said sarcastically, "did you expect me to be dressed at 6 o'clock in the morning?"

Rude shook his head. "No, I just…"

Reno nodded. "Oh that's right, you're used to seeing me wear nothing but a robe. Sorry, I save that for after noon. You'll have to deal with Reno a la chocobo this morning. Now please spit out your mission before I close the door on you."

Rude looked down the hall and shifted his feet uncomfortably. He cleared his voice before he spoke. "I've been instructed to give you these flowers as an apology for what happened yesterday." He held out the bouquet of roses to the stunned red head.

"Oh my fuck!" he said while animatedly grabbing the flowers, "I can't believe he did such a nice thing! Tch," he threw the flowers inside on a table next to the door and grinned. "Only a slut as good as I would get apology flowers for kicking someone in the face; tell the president I thoroughly enjoyed them, especially so early in the morning." He was about to close the door when he was stopped. Reno looked up annoyed. "Need anything else?"

Rude looked at his hand not realizing he had stopped him from closing the door. "Ah, um sorry," he removed his hand, "I was just…you don't like them?"

Reno grinned, "Listen yo, gifts like these come with every client. In other words, I'm constantly getting gifts like these so they're nothing special."

Rude stood there for a moment thinking. "So, what type of gift would you like?"

Reno shifted his weight to his other leg and leaned against the door. "Hmmm, a type of gift a lover would give." He smiled.

Reno saw what he thought was puzzlement on the normally stoned face. "A type of gift a lover would give? Wouldn't that be flowers or…something similar to what you're always given?"

Reno sighed and lightly shook his head also clearing his tired thoughts. "No, it wouldn't. A lover would give me something I actually liked because they would actually know me. I may take it in the ass but I'm still a dude. I don't like flowers or this girly shit."

Rude shifted his weight a bit uncomfortably. "So…what gift would you like?"

Reno laughed. "There's no way I'm telling you so that you can go back and inform the president. I already get enough of his offers to become his private lover. I don't need to be persuaded by gifts that I actually like." He rested his head on the door and smiled what seemed to Rude like a sad smile. "Keeping secret what I like is the only freedom I have right now." Reno yawned and stretched his arms above his head, his boxers sliding down a bit. He continued his lean against the door, dramatizing how tired he was. "Now, if that is all, I would like to go to bed," he grinned, "unless of course you would like to join me."

Reno thought he saw a blush creep into the darker skinned man's cheeks. "No thank you, I just came here to deliver the flowers."

Reno rubbed at his eye with his knuckle. "And apparently keep me up with idle chatter," he said sarcastically. "Well, goodnight, I mean, I guess morning," he smiled, "Good morning, and thanks for the visit. We should do it more often, only at a later time." He grinned and waved the other man off, closing the door after he had left. Reno shuffled tiredly back to the bed and flopped onto the soft mattress. He crawled lazily under the silk sheets and dozed back into sleep.

Reno glared at the clock for the second time today. It read 8 o'clock in the morning. One of the great things about being a call boy was that he was not only able to pick his own clients but set his own schedule and that involved him not waking up till the clock had 4 digits and not going to bed till the clock had 4 digits. For some reason though, people were waking him up before his scheduled awakening. He groaned when there was a knock at the door. He threw the covers off and proceeded to stomp angrily towards the door. "I swear," he mumbled under his breath, "if it is that bald assed son of a bitch with more gifts I'm going to murder someone." He angrily unlatched the door and swung it open. He softened his glare when he saw who it was. "Can I help you miss?"

The young lady smoothed out her white dress and smiled, although it seemed like a forced one. "I'm sorry to bother you without any notice. My name is Aerith, and I had a few, um, questions for you."

Reno noticed that she didn't quite look at him and realized it was most likely because she was a lady and was uncomfortable with him answering the door in his boxers. Although he supposed she should be lucky it wasn't what he wore when he was expecting a client. He nodded and stood aside, waving her into the studio apartment. "Sure, sure, have a seat um…over here at the table." He pointed to where she could sit and grabbed a robe, hoping it would help make her less uncomfortable. Although he was pretty sure by her next comment that she was mostly uncomfortable because she knew what he did for a living.

"Um, you're probably wondering what a girl like me is doing in your…place of business." She slid her bangs back behind her ear then rested her hands in her lap.

Reno grinned and rested his head on his propped up elbow. "Well, if it ain't for sex then yes, I'm wondering why you're here."

Aerith blushed and stuttered before continuing on. "I-I'm certainly not here for that. Actually, in fact I thought you were a woman." Reno raised an eyebrow at her statement. "I'm quite relieved to find out that you aren't because I heard that my fiancé, Zack Fair, had been coming here to see a prostitute….but now that I know you're a male I know there is no way that that could be his reason for coming here."

Reno pursed his lips to keep himself from grinning.

"I was so afraid that he was cheating on me…" She continued, "I didn't know what I would do if he was…" She looked down at her hands.

Reno placed his hand on hers. "Don't worry Aerith, that's not what he was coming here for at all. Zack is…a good friend of mine. He was just borrowing some money for a…gift for you." He smiled. "He loves you a lot, he would never cheat on you."

She looked up at him and smiled. "Thank you so much, you have really relieved my fears."

Reno patted her hand then leaned back in his chair. "Good, now go home and sleep with your fiancé."

She stuttered and blushed at his words. "I-but we're not married!"

Reno shook his head. "Do you want him to cheat on you? Just give him a little taste before the wedding night; something that will….allow him to continue his patience." He grinned and helped her out of her seat, leading her by the hand to the door. He opened the door and gently pushed the stunned girl out into the hall. "Have fun with your future husband." He waved then shut the door. He plodded back to bed and face planted onto his pillow, not even bothering to cover himself with his sheets.

"Mother FUCKING cock SUCKER!" Reno sat upright in his bed and picked up the clock and threw it across the room. It blinked its last time of 9 o'clock in the morning before dying; never to wake again. He tore the latch chain off the wall when he opened the door. His REM sleep having been disturbed he forgot to unlatch it. "What the hell do you want at nine o' clock in the morning?" He said through gritted teeth making sure to emphasize the nine.

Zack Fair starred stunned at the angry red head, not understanding why he was so angry. "I-I'm sorry, I didn't realize that—"

Reno held his hand up for him to stop. "Just. Tell me. What you want."

"Um, right," he wringed his hands nervously, "I, um, heard from a friend that he saw my fiancé Aerith here. You didn't happen to, um, tell her…my reason for being here?"

Reno sighed and tiredly messaged the bridge of his nose. "No, I didn't, I respect client patient confidentiality. I told her that you came here to borrow money to buy her a gift."

Zack nodded at his answer then looked up stunned. "You what? You lied to her?"

Reno glared at him. "Of course I lied dipshit. I couldn't have told her the truth so I lied. What, did you want me to tell her, 'Yeah Aerith, your future hubby came here 'cause you don't put out and he wanted to jam his cock into some fine ass for five minutes.' Huh?"

"Well, I think it was for more than five minutes…" he mumbled.

"NOT, I mean seriously, NOT the point here buddy." He emphasized the 'not's' by poking him in the chest. "I lied to her, now deal with it and buy her some expensive gift that she would believe that you would need to borrow money for."

Zack nodded his understanding then thanked Reno, leaving him to his remaining 2 hours of sleep.

"Come in~! The door is unlocked." The sensual words floated out to the unsuspecting caller at 10 o'clock in the morning. Tseng approached the door while the more attuned bodyguard stepped back away from the door. As soon as Tseng opened the door his face met with the unfortunate messenger that died the previous hour. The impact of the clock hitting his forehead threw him backwards into the wall.

"Shit! What the hell?" Tseng removed the clock from the dent in his forehead and attempted to stand up.

The sleep deprived red head approached the door way and leaned against the panel and cackled evily. "I don't care who the hell you are, come back tomorrow after I've slept." He glanced at his unfortunate target and the other bodyguard still standing.

"Fuck Reno! What if I had been some old lady?" Tseng cursed as he rubbed his forehead.

Reno looked at him unemotionally. "Then you'd be dead."

"The hell?" Tseng was taking it pretty hard being felled by an alarm clock.

Reno inspected his nails despite his uninterest in nail care. "'Sides, there's no way any old ladies would come to my apartment, they stopped trying to fix me of my "evil seductress ways" a long time ago. Now, to more important things…" He turned his death glare on the two bodyguards. "To what do I owe this pleasure?"

Tseng obviously wasn't able to sense the air crackling around the tired red head and so assumed the idiot role and poked the bear. "What crawled up your ass and died? Besides all those STD's you probably have." He laughed at his own joke. "Am I right Rude?" Rude looked at his soon to be ex-partner and shook his head, blaming his death on his inability to read situations.

Reno kicked Tseng in the throat and continued to press down on his airway. "I'm sorry asshole. I didn't quite hear your answer. Why are you here again?"

Rude decided that it would be best to answer for Tseng seeing as how he couldn't breathe and all. "We came here on the president's request. He wishes to have breakfast with you."

Reno removed his foot from the other man's throat and turned to glare at Rude. "Tell the president that I would love to have lunch with him, but never breakfast."

Tseng rubbed his throat and coughed. "It's not a request. It's an order."

Reno kicked the wall next to Tseng's head leaving an indent. "Are you still talking assface?" Tseng shook his head. "I didn't think so. I don't take orders from your boss." He stomped back inside his apartment, leaving the door open, and flopped down on his bed. The two bodyguards looked at each other than Rude followed Reno into what Tseng feared was certain death for him.

Reno was face down in his pillow trying his hardest to get back to sleep when Rude sat on the bed next to him. He tried to ignore his presence and go to sleep, but the illusion of his disappearance stopped when Rude spoke. "Are you okay?"

Reno laughed his evil cackle and turned on his side to face him. "Okay? Okay? At six in the morning I was awoken to be given flowers as an unnecessary apology. It takes me two hours to get back to sleep, so as I was falling asleep at eight I was awoken by a girl who was afraid her boyfriend, no wait, I'm sorry, fiancé was cheating on her with me. Which, by the way, he was; I lied to her and told her that he was only borrowing money. Then her dickhead fiancé came at nine and asked me if she came to ask about him cheating on her. I then told him the truth and he left. Then dumb and dumber come, at who knows what time because I murdered my clock before throwing it at dumber's head, and ask me to go for breakfast with someone who I hate right now because he sent flowers at six in the morning! So, to answer your long forgotten question, NO I'm not okay! Since six this morning I have been unable to get back to sleep." He huffed some oxygen back into his lungs and flopped back onto his pillow.

Rude stared at the tired red head lying next to him and shook his head apologetically. He reached his hands over to his shoulders and started to message them. Reno flinched at his touch for a moment then started to relax. Two minutes later he fell into a deep slumber. Rude quietly stood up and covered the now sleeping maelstrom. He walked silently out the door and closed it just as silently behind him. Tseng decided it best not to talk anymore, especially since his throat was hurting him, and followed his partner back to the car to give the corporate president the news.