"Don't you have a better outfit?" Reno complained when he saw Zack as they waited for the sign to take their assigned places for the opening ceremony.

"I leave the fashion crap to you." Zack testily replied.

Reno stared at Zack for a moment, surprised at his uncharacteristic moodiness, but shrugged it off and turned his attention to Yuffie. "Have you decided what you want to try yet?"

"I…I want you to dominate me in front of everyone." Yuffie tried one last time.

Reno frowned. "I'll ask you again when you know what you want." When Yuffie suddenly excused herself to the ladies' room, Cora followed her. "What was that about…ow!" he exclaimed when Zack suddenly slapped him upside the head. "What the hell was that for?"

"Cause you're a jackass and I've wanted to do it for a long time." Zack retorted. "And because you couldn't resist meddling in my sex life, so I'm returning the favor. Man, that felt good…"

"Keep your hands to yourself!" Reno demanded when Zack readied another blow. "And why am I being accused of being a jackass this time?" Reno wanted to know.

"Because you're the one with the problem now, not Yuffie." Zack told him.

"I repeat…what the hell are you talking about?" Reno wanted more of an explanation.

"You've been pushing her to be her own person again, and while it's admirable, you need to quit trying to decide what that is for her. When she finally knows what she really wants and tells you, you dismiss it by acting like she doesn't know what she wants, but you do. How is that any different from everyone who abused her?" Zack clarified.

Reno opened his mouth to refute Zack's statement, but he couldn't think of anything, and then the bell sounded, alerting them to take their places, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Aerith stood at the top of the stairs. "I present to you Her Esteemed Majesty, the Divine Empress!" she called out, signaling the guards to carry in the palanquin.

Once the formalities were all finished and the 'donated' virgin was being defiled by whoever won her as a door prize, Tifa breathed a sigh of relief. The hauntings weren't active right now, but she was getting very disturbed by constantly seeing dead people who seemed to be threatening her or Aerith. Sephiroth couldn't come back, he just couldn't! "Come join me." she said to Aerith, patting a spot next to her on the palanquin. It wasn't just to protect her physically that she wanted her handmaiden with her, but she didn't want the crude sexuality of the Bacchanalia to corrupt Aerith's precious innocence. Their position at the top of the stairs was quite convenient with their slight isolation from the party down on the main floor.

"I…I have a surprise for you." Aerith told Tifa as she sat down next to her and eagerly submitted to Tifa's advances.

"What is it?" Tifa asked, kissing Aerith's smooth neck while caressing her.

"I…I wanted to make you proud of me, so I had an outfit specially made for this." Aerith replied.

"Oh?" Tifa was curious and slightly annoyed that Aerith hid something from her. "What is it?"

Aerith gently separated from Tifa and stood up, undoing her dress and letting it fall at her feet, exposing the costume Reno had made for her. "I hope you like it."

Tifa's jaw dropped as she stared at her sweet handmaiden's beautiful body displayed so brazenly, as if to say Fuck me like a common…"You…you WHORE!" Tifa yelled, shoving Aerith away from her.

Everyone on the main floor froze as they heard Aerith scream out for Tifa as she fell down the stairs.

Zack, Yuffie, Reno, and Cora all ran to the bottom of the stairs, but Reno reached Aerith's unmoving body first and felt for a pulse.

"Is…she…" Zack couldn't bring himself to say any more, and he didn't even feel Cora put a comforting hand on his arm as they looked at Reno for an answer.

"I'm sorry, man." Reno told him, and Yuffie helped Cora support Zack when the heart went out of him.

They all looked up at Tifa, who was shaking her head, confused as to why Aerith was straight ahead of her, floating up in the air and wearing a virginal dress, looking adoringly at Tifa as usual. Suddenly Sephiroth appeared next to her. "AERITH!" Tifa yelled to warn her, holding her hand out for Aerith to grab, but then he put his hand around Aerith's neck and they both vanished. Tifa blinked in terrified confusion.

"Tifa!" Zack snatched Cora's ice dagger from her sheath and sent dozens of razor-sharp ice shards flying towards her.

The materia Tifa always wore disintegrated them, but it brought her attention back to the bottom of the stairs, and she stared at Aerith's body in shock. Did she just…no, Sephiroth can't have…Tifa slowly descended the stairs, disbelieving what she was seeing. "Aerith, wake up honey. You've got to wake up, people are staring at you. You're better than this." Tifa kept repeating until she reached the bottom step, tilting her head to stare at Aerith's eyes, wondering why they seemed so dull.

"Damn you!" Zack told her, his voice filled with all the hatred he had suppressed for Aerith's sake..

"I didn't…it was Sephiroth, I didn't…I couldn't…" Tifa started shaking her head in denial, then suddenly a horrendously tortured scream burst out of her, and she ran for the nearest exit.

"Took her long enough." Reno calmly stated, and everyone else gasped when Aerith suddenly started moving again. "I'll explain later, after I take care of some unfinished business, just like I promised." he told the astonished crowd before he chased after Tifa.

Tifa didn't know where she was going, she just kept running, trying to escape the horror of a life without Aerith caused by her own hand. Suddenly she found herself in front of the door to the eastern tower, and she used the fire materia to turn the door into ashes. Running up the stairs, she turned the second door into ashes as well. In the room where it all started years ago, Tifa started picking up things, remembering Aerith touching them as well, and the books Tifa would read to her to help her sleep.

"I didn't mean it!" She screamed again and the fire materia went crazy, igniting whatever it could find. The smoke started obscuring her vision and making it hard to breathe, and that's when she saw Sephiroth again, this time laughing at her. "YOU!" The single word came from a crazed and anguished soul, and she launched herself at him.

Reno was just outside the tower when Tifa came crashing through the single window at the top that Sephiroth had been standing in front of. The glass shards and some drops of blood fell with her. Her cries for Aerith stopped when she landed on top of the helicopter. "Not my bird!" he cried out in dismay as Cora and Yuffie joined him.

"What happened?" they asked in unison, trying to catch their breath.

"I'll tell you all in the morning." Reno told them, trying to not pout that his plan backfired a little, and the bitch probably ruined his prized helicopter. "We'll need to have her dealt with, and someone needs to put out the fire in the tower. Is the party still going?"

"Why?" Yuffie wondered why that was even important now.

"You'll find out." Reno gently spanked her. "Go find us a nice open bed."

"Do you mean…" Yuffie felt her heart leap up, overriding her confusion and curiosity about what just happened.

"I gave you an order, why aren't you doing it?" Reno pointed out.

"I'll do it right away." Yuffie was beaming as she hurried back to the main chamber, passing the guards who Cora had summoned to put out the fire.

"That takes care of that." Reno made sure the illusion materia was still safely hidden in his goggles before telling Cora again to have someone remove Tifa from his bird and clean it up as well.

"You said Aerith was dead." Cora accused him, her hand on her ice dagger. She had no idea what exactly happened, but whatever this man did, it hurt the only three people she had to protect.

"No, I told Zack I was sorry for him. And I meant it. I told you, I'll explain it all in the morning. Just remember, you don't fuck with a Turk's wife." Reno's chesire cat grin was in full force as the smug man headed after Yuffie to give her what she wanted.

Cora stared after him…Turk? Why did that sound so familiar?

Zack fought the grief and rage he felt as Aerith slowly regained consciousness. He didn't know what Reno did, but it didn't matter, faking her death at Tifa's hand crossed a serious line with him.

"What…what happened?" Aerith's words were slightly slurred from grogginess. "I…I hurt."

"Sssshhhh, don't talk yet. It's okay now." Zack told her, stroking her hair. "You just fell down the stairs, that's all."

"I did?" Aerith's memory focused. "I…she…I just wanted to make her proud of me!" she sobbed, devastated and confused to the very core of her being. Tifa had never been violent with her before, either in word or deed. "Doesn't she love me anymore?"

"Of course she does. Who couldn't love someone like you?" Zack carefully held his wife in his arms so he wouldn't hurt her further when he saw Reno's familiar lanky figure stroll towards them. "How could you?" he demanded to know when Reno stood in front of them.

"I did what I promised." Reno replied negligently. "You knew it wasn't going to be pretty."

"Where is the Empress? I need to apologize to her." Aerith gulped out between sobs, and Zack switched his focus to comforting his distraught wife.

"You can do that in the morning. She's not feeling well right now. And if you'll excuse me, I've got to deal with my own wife, thanks to your damned meddling." Reno spied Yuffie on one of the non-curtained beds, and she was starting to attract a crowd by those who wondered if she was still for all to enjoy. He left Zack and Aerith, pushing his way through the guests who were
just milling about, uncertain what was going on. When he reached the
bed, he grabbed Yuffie and kissed her. "Is this really what you want?"
he whispered to her.

Yuffie was relieved he had shown up. "Yes!" she fervently whispered back.

Reno had never heard her speak so firmly, so maybe she really meant
it. He shrugged and whispered to her again. "How far do you want to
go?"

"All the way." Yuffie insisted.

"Tell these people what this is." he ordered her in a normal voice,
putting a hand possessively on her backside.

"It's my..." She stopped when he suddenly spanked her.

"Whose is it?" he asked her in a forbidding tone.

"Yours, my Husband." Yuffie corrected herself.

"You erred, wife." Reno told her. "You forgot who you are."

"I didn't mean to." Yuffie bowed her head. "Please forgive me, Husband."

"Strip and assume the position, wife." he demanded as he unfastened his pants.

"Yes, my Husband." Yuffie repentantly took her clothes off and got on
all fours. Most of the crowd had left upon finding out she wasn't
available, but a few voyeurs stayed, hoping for a good show.

"Open your mouth." Reno told her as he knelt on the bed in front of her.

Yuffie instantly obeyed, and Reno held her head firmly in place as he
guided himself inside. She automatically performed for him since this
was how it all started for her, two years and one month ago when she
was first taken prisoner. This was what they did to her first, making
her take Cloud in the mouth. But now…Yuffie would have smiled if she
could have as Reno groaned in pleasure and his hands involuntarily
tightened their grip on her. She had done this countless time for so
many men, but never for Reno until now, the only one who mattered to
her, and she enjoyed using her expertise to please him, even if to an
outsider it looked like he was forcing her.

"Do you remember who you are now, wife?" he asked her when she
finished. He had forgotten too, but only of just how proficient she
would be.

"Yes, my Husband." Yuffie responded, looking up at him expectantly for
more instructions.

"Turn around." Reno ordered her. Yuffie did as she was told, still
fighting to keep a smile off her face, since she needed to seem
properly chastised. "Who gets to fuck you?" he questioned her as he
lubed up.

"Nobody but my husband fucks me." she answered almost immediately.

"How?" Reno pulled her ass firmly against him.

"However he wants." Yuffie's pulse quickened as she felt his readiness.

"Why?" Reno kissed the small of her back and his lips traveled up her
body to nibble at her neck. He wasn't all too happy that Yuffie wanted
to be submissive after all, but that's what she said she wanted, and
he had the usual post-mission horniness, so he'd just consider this
role-playing.

"Because I belong to him." Yuffie's voice had a slight quaver in it as
Reno slid one of his hands up her body as well, to play with her
breasts and his other hand went between her legs. He was just as
skilled with his fingers as she was with her mouth, and her hands dug
into the mattress as he started priming her.

"You like this, don't you?" he murmured, moving his lips briefly to her ear.

"Yes." Yuffie moaned. She had expected him to take her up the ass
right away as a further example to everyone that she was his, instead
she was subjected to the most intense stimulation she had experienced.
His fingers would stroke her and occasionally slide in and out with
the precision she had come to recognize as his trademark, and his
other hand would switch from one breast to the next, fondling them
until her nipples were as hard as he was, and his lips moved between
her neck and ears. Yuffie was helpless against such an onslaught, and
she had never wanted sex more. She could feel him hard against her
ass, why didn't he take her and finish it? Every nerve in her body was
screaming for him to claim her, but Reno suddenly slowed the pace, and
Yuffie cried out from the abrupt change when she had just been about
to orgasm. Now he kept her body in that state, just on the verge of
total pleasure, and she couldn't endure such exquisite torture for
very long. "Please fuck me!" The words burst out of Yuffie.

"Are you begging, wife?" Reno asked her with his customary smirk.

"Yes, I need my Husband to fuck me." Yuffie pleaded.

"Keep begging." Reno ordered her as he picked up the pace again.

"I need to feel you inside me." "Please take what's yours." "I want to
please your dick." Yuffie obediently said whatever came to mind to
satisfy him so he would complete his domination of her, and she was
rewarded by him finally letting her orgasm, unaware he had chosen that
moment to enter her. Her cries of pleasure turned to purrs as she felt
him thrust into her, gently at first, then harder as she so eagerly
responded to him.

"I didn't say you could stop begging." he told her in a slightly harsh
tone. Yuffie nodded and obeyed, reveling in his total domination of
her. Reno's hands and lips were still everywhere on her body while he
was inside her, she was truly his now, the one man who had never
abused her, and everyone was witnessing her complete and willing
submission to him as her monogamous master. No one else would touch
her ever again, she was finally safe.

Their bodies came in unison as if they had done this countless times
before, their mingled cries of fulfillment replaced by the near
silence of their labored breathing as they recovered. Reno was
stunned, he hadn't expected to enjoy it that much. "That…that wasn't
so bad." he panted when they could speak, half-collapsed against his
wife's body. "We'll finish this in our own bedchamber, understood?"

"I am yours to command, my Husband." Yuffie's voice was rich with love.