This is my interpretation of what i recon Reno's shady ol past would have been like, and just a cute little way of how he met Rude and the other Turks. This will of course involve Reno paired with quite a lot of people (Mainly Rude and Rufus, and later on mentioned Sephiroth)

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Reno had always been one that didn't have much luck, sod's law seemed to be a faithful companion to the red head, he couldn't help it, but hey, he still got by alright; just the way he was.

"Hey hurry up with that report" Rude leant over Reno's shoulder while the redhead was working.

"What? Yo, sorry I was miles away" Reno shook his head and begun scribbling, it had been said by Rufus that he could tell who had written reports that Reno had completed because his writing looked like drunken spiders it was so rushed a lot of the time. "I was just remembering some stuff"

"Like what?" Rude propped himself against the wall behind Reno, he felt like humouring him today.

"I was just thinking about how we met, you remember it right yo?"

Rude smirked, "Hardly something I could ever forget. You were definitely a weird kid" He ruffled the redhead's hair roughly.

Reno waved a hand to bat him off smiling back at him. "Yeah, can you blame me though?"

"Not really"

Reno never knew his birth parents, they'd ditched him outside Midgar's only place known to have lots of women congregating – its brothel. He'd been raised by the women that worked there and they loved every inch of him, his bright red hair, his vibrant bottle green eyes and his innate charm towards anyone he spoke to. His mannerisms had been strictly taught to him once he reached 14, the owner of the brothel had realised he could get some good cash out of the kid, after all, there's always going to be some perverse businessman who loved 'em young...

His cocky arrogance had the ability to retain its charm even when he finally hit the age of consent, not that Reno had ever worried about it. He was their most popular male prostitute and one of their only truly willing employees, of course that was after one or two drinks to make a little more sociable. Ever night it was the same, he'd either trudge over to some guy's house all dressed up looking smart and plain drool worthy (in his opinion he always looked it) or he'd lead them up to his selected room and in the end he'd get his money and that'd be that. However one night was a little different.

"Why do you want me to go yo?" Reno's head was slightly spinning from the bottle of sake he'd shared with his last client as his 'mother' was trying to get him to make sense.

"Because you can have a far better life than the one we can all offer you"

"I like it here though; I can't leave you guys..."

"We've all been saving up together and we've got this, we're going to pay off the boss and he'll let you leave, but it's got to be tonight, you understand?"

Reno had a pained expression stamped across his face, he didn't want to go, but he knew they were right; after all it was that time of the year. When He came in for business with him, it was how he got leverage to get those tattoos by his eyes, but he doubted that he'd be able to withstand him this year round.

"Yeah, I get it yo..." Reno hugged his 'mother' for the last time and everyone else, got into some clean clothes and left sharply out the back exit.

Everything was surprisingly blurry that night, he'd only had half a bottle of sake, that wasn't much for him, but most likely the dude had spiked it just to try and push his luck with him, great, Reno thought to himself. The dangerous swagger in his walk made his perception totally shot, the next thing he knew he was on his face after tripping into a bin. The lid made a metallic clang as it hit the floor and the redhead groaned this had to be the worst night of his entire life.

"Are you alright down there?" Reno heard a fairly gravelly voice call to him; he looked up and saw a vaguely tanned skin head leant over him.

"I'm fine" his voice went a little higher pitched than normal "What's your name yo?"

"I'm Rude"

"I'm sure you are when you want to be"

The skin head called Rude sighed, and rubbed his head, "A guy like you in your condition shouldn't be wandering around this part of town in your state, Ifrit knows what could happen to you"



"Oh yeah, the phrase you know what happens to pretty boys at night this end of town? Wouldn't make much difference anyways, I'm used to it"

"You mean you're a-?"

"Was, I had to leave, bad client was comin...haven't got the foggiest where I can go to yo"

Rude offered his hand to Reno, the redhead looked at it for a minute, and trying to make sure he wasn't hallucinating, he eventually gave his own and was pulled up by a surprisingly strong force.

"You my friend, are very strong, anyone ever told you that?" Reno grinned

"It's been said" Rude slung the drunkard over his shoulder and headed off to his flat.

"Where're we going Rudy?" Reno giggled "Rudy, Rudy, Rudy, doo doo doo doo doo..." (let's guess the song)

Rude sighed and wonder why he'd picked the whore boy up in the first place "To my house"

"Spin me around I wanna see where I'm goin! Wait does this mean ya wanna be my client for the night?"

"Um...I'll think about it..." He humoured him, little did Rude realise how much of this he'd have to do in the future.

"Awesome!" Reno finally flopped after a slight spasm of his muscles as he stuck his thumb up; making Rude almost drop the intoxicated teen while carrying him as though he were a pack horse.

There was no conversation after Reno's little outburst so the walk seemed a little more peaceful, yet long at the same time. Not that it made any difference to Rude anyways, he was used to the long walk back to his flat by himself; so what was one sleeping drunkard?

The flat was tidy, so it seemed far more spacious than what it actually was. Rude then gently swung Reno off his shoulder and put him on the sofa, there was something odd about the redhead already, it was in the way he slept, he'd look peaceful but he had a slightly worried look about him when he did, Rude couldn't put his finger on it and wasn't really sure he wanted to dig that deep into this person's past. Rude then sighed and went into the kitchen space, he put the kettle on and made some instant ramen for the two, it was better he had something to eat to get the alcohol out of his system rather than just sleep it off, gods knew how bad the hang over would be when he woke up, and Rude had no idea if this teenager was one to complain about his headaches.

"What you doing yo?" The redhead stirred, still sounding a little drugged.

"I'm making some ramen, its best you have something to eat, ease the sensation" Rude glanced over. The other teen was in a fairly awkward position as he was trying (and failing) to prop himself up on his elbows.

"What's your name anyway, I didn't get the chance to ask you earlier"

"I-I'm Reno" Reno looked stunned; no one ever really made a special effort to know his name.

"There a last name to go with that?"

"No, I never knew my real parents; I was just raised by the girls where I worked."

"Oh" Rude wasn't sure if this was a touchy subject so he thought it best to leave it.

"What about you Rudy?"

"Nah, don't really think it's necessary"

"Interesting…" Reno fell backwards and shook his head. He had a job to do.

Reno rose to his feet and walked slowly over to Rude, taking that seductive undertone that he'd been taught, he stood behind the older teen and breathed in his ear. Rude jumped slightly and spun round to face him.

"Whoa, what are you doing?" Rude put his hands up to make a little distance between the two of them

"You wanted me for the night didn't you? That is why you brought me here right?" Reno tilted his head using his incredibly charming tone.

"I just brought you back here because I don't think I'd feel so great if I just left you there, besides you said you had no where to go"



Reno laughed cynically, his unusual sarcasm radiated, "Yeah like a total stranger would help a lil whore boy like me if they weren't getting any from them"

"You've really lost faith in human compassion" Rude looked a little annoyed by Reno's cynicism.

"I lost it the day I was abandoned," He grabbed out of his back pocket a packet of cigarettes and was about to light one up when Rude snatched it "Those're mine yo!"

"No smoking in my house, you wanna do it, lean out a window or go outside, alright?"

"Fine, fine, but besides in my line of work you see the real side to people, the do things that they've always wanted to do, or things that people would call Taboo or frown upon. That is how I got these" he pointed to his tattoos around his eyes.

"You always this obnoxious or is that the alcohol talking?" Rude folded his arms

"Probably a bit of both" Reno grimaced, his mouth tasted horrible.

Rude sighed again and then led Reno back to the sofa, he patted him on the head "Look just sit down for a bit and get your senses back, alright?"

Reno nodded, he knew exactly how to prove to Rude he was right, he'd just have to wait until the dude had gone to bed.

What a cynical lil Reno Oo, well next chapter will be a lemon, so I'll make it that you don't need to read the smut if you don't want to to be able to get the next chapter (but it may help a little with Reno's psychology ne?)

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