This is YAOI related. If sex, boy love, swearing or implied rape scenes bother you, please find something more enjoyable. These drabbles are kind of dark. There will be more if you do like them.

NOT a Chocobo!

I'm having one of my usual drinks at Tifa's bar. After I have a few more and start getting obnoxious, either her or Cloud will bounce me out of here. Neither of them likes me much and the service is terrible. So why do I come here? I enjoy pissing people off and the blonde is so much fun to tease. I can see his jaw tighten while he struggles to remain calm and impassive. Even when he tosses me in the street, he's never become truly angry. Not on the outside anyway.

It's sort of like a personal challenge now, to see if I can make the ex-mercenary snap. A wise person would say that's a stupid thing to do. I'll leave the wisdom to Tseng, cause I like to play with fire. Getting burned or not isn't the issue here; cause if it's worth it, it's worth it.

I finished my bourbon ten minutes ago, and Tifa's ignoring me. "Hey! I little service over here, yo! I'm a paying customer, babe." I dangled my empty glass in her direction, fluttering my lashes slightly.

She rolled her eyes and slowly made her way over with the bottle. "Don't you think you've had enough?"

"I'm hurt! This is only my second drink."

She poured out amber liquid, her lips a thin line. "No Reno, haven't you harassed us enough yet?"

I winked at her and grinned like a cat. I felt a verbal response would be trite, even for me. Then my real target walked out of the back room. I didn't see him at first; I could hear the soft clinking of his hardware when he walked. How on earth the blond warrior ever managed to sneak silent through the night when it suited him, I had never discovered.

Turning my gaze toward him I smiled maliciously. "Hey babe."

Cloud never broke his stride, cutting me a dark glance. Man! Tonight's gonna be fun. I knocked back my drink and hurried after him. My head was spinning from the sudden buzz, so I nearly ran into him when he stopped abruptly and turned. "I have work, Reno. Leave me alone."

"Hey babe, don't be like that."

"Don't call me 'babe'."

"I know you like it."

He snorted and walked out of the building. I followed, musing aloud. "So if I can't call you babe, what should I switch to? Hmm… what to call you?" Cloud never spared me a glance, while he gave his bike a quick once over.

"I'm already irritated, Reno, don't push it."

"Aww! Did you have a fight with Tifa, Almighty Chocobo?"

Cloud straightened suddenly. I had a moment to raise an eyebrow before my back was forcibly introduced to the wall. I didn't even see him move. The Almighty Hero's face was inches from my own, snarling and angry. I had definitely scored a hit. Mako eyes blazed a deep ocean blue over bared teeth. Shit he's choked.

That should have been enough for me, he's kicked my ass before and it hurt like hell. After dropping the Sector 7 Plate, I barely survived his anger. Still, Cloud's fury has always been memorable. Watching his emotions spill over the brink into savagery is a sensual experience for a man of my profession.

"I'm not a damned chocobo!" he hissed

I laughed and tried to look coy, which probably came off as sluttish arrogance. I knew Cloud was straight and likely had the same homophobic insecurity any guy would. His hip was pressed up against mine and I couldn't help myself from pushing the taboo button, it was like a nervous twitch. I licked my lower lip slowly and smirked. "You're hot when you're pissy, Cloud. Why don't we go somewhere more private, huh?"

His eyes widened and I swear I saw something break in there. He turned me, twisting both my arms behind my back and dragged me into the back alley. I was pushed face down across a crate and I could feel him against me. Holding both my wrists easily in one hand, he began undoing my belt with the other. The blond was hardening rapidly and panting with anger.

"You want it do you, Reno? This time I'm gonna teach you when enough is enough."

Held down as I was, on the verge of being violated, with a cold stone wall in front of me; I said the only words that made sense to me at the time. "Yeah Strife, I want it."

Cloud stopping moving. I could hear his laboured breathing and looked over my shoulder at him. For a moment I thought he was going to just walk away. Then he pulled my wrists back tighter so my shoulders locked, dropping my pants to my ankles. "Then brace yourself, Turk."