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I almost feel low doing this. Reno thought as he snuck through Yuffie's bedroom window. Almost. The room was dark and completely empty of people or signs of life. Yuffie was currently in Costa Del Sol in a meeting with tourism delegates. Or at least that's what Rude found on the Wutai royal computer system. He better be right. Reno mumbled in his head as he began to search the room. I've had way too many charges in Wutai as it is.
His mission was to find what he could about the 'princess.' He didn't really care who had hired the Turks for the job, but he was almost more than willing to find dirt on that little pest. He stepped carefully to the low set desk and slid open the side drawer. It was full of junk. Materia records and experiment journals. He closed the drawer. The client had no interest in her little 'experiments,' he was looking for something that had to do with Wutai. Reno opened the top middle drawer. There were only two books sitting inside. One was a small hardback book with the word 'Diary' in silver letters. Reno raised an eyebrow. That could be interesting. He tried the lock. No use. It took a pendant key, and Yuffie was probably wearing that pendant. He replaced the book and picked up the larger one. It was leather-bound and pretty big. Reno slid his hand under the leather strap that held it together and pulled the book open.
It was a sketchpad. Reno's eyes widened. The first picture was of Marlene, Barret's daughter. The small girl was asleep and covered by a blanket. It looked exactly like her. A nearly flawless black-and-white sketch. Reno scanned the page for a signature. It was Yuffie's. He started to flip through the pages. Every picture was of some one he knew, and every one looked just like the person it was of. He stopped on one page and stared. It was him. It was a picture of him on Grouchoon, sitting on a rock at sunset with his back to Yuffie. He remembered that day. It was the day they left the planet. He had been tired as the twin suns set below the horizon and had set on a rock at the edge of a cliff and slumped over with his head in his left hand. Yuffie had drawn him perfectly, right down to the exhausted slope of his shoulders.
Reno couldn't believe how good the picture was. As far as he was concerned, Yuffie was just a pest with no major talents other than pick-pocketing, but this book told him otherwise. He finally tore his eyes away from the sketch and flipped the pages once again. Oh God, he thought as he looked over the next one. It was another one of him. He was asleep in the chair in his office. His feet were propped up on the side table and his ponytail was thrown over his shoulder. When could she have possibly done this? He checked for a date. There wasn't one, but there was a title. Daydreams. He grinned. Maybe she just thought it up. Then, his grin faded. But that would mean that she is really good. His mind flashed back to the day someone tried to hire him to kill Barret. He had been asleep when Yuffie came in. She must have a photographic memory.
He turned the page. The next picture was of Cloud and Tifa dancing at their wedding. Reno scanned it and flipped it over. Another picture of him was on the following page. He was in the cell at Vanguard. Asleep. Reno was tempted to take the sketchbook with him, but he knew that she would miss it and settled for using a spy camera to take pictures of some of the sketches. He chose the first three of him, Marlene sleeping, and one of Shera holding baby Sydney. When he finished he retied the strap and placed the book back under Yuffie's diary, then quickly checked the other drawers and moved back to the balcony. There's nothing here.
More to come later!
~Rikku~