thanks for being patient! this chapter is a little short, but i don't think it would have been wise to go further. i hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: i don't own any of the characters except my own (Kyran and Eliam)
I pressed m lips to the cold lips of my lover. I tasted blood strongly but I ignored it. I just wanted him to kiss me back; was that too much to fucking ask! I pulled away and a fresh wave of tears poured from my eyes.
"Dear Shiva, Reno!" I numbly looked up and saw Elena standing at the doorway with one hand over her mouth. "What did you do?!"
I looked at all of the blood covering me and sobbed. This was Rude's precious blood wasted on covering me.
"I lost h-him," I hiccupped.
I cradled his head in my arms barely registering Elena puking in my hallway. It didn't even bother me that she had entered into my house without my knowing. I heard her rush out and I couldn't bring myself to care one bit.
//flashback//
"Reno, listen to me," Senior Turk Eliam commanded, "since you are having trouble working with partners, we've decided to set you up with a more experienced Turk. He is far better than any newbie and you need to respect him."
"C'mon, yo," I drawled fidgeting in the brand spanking new suit, "I don't work with others well, they just get in my fucking way! I don't need a partner."
"Every Turk gets a partner; deal with it."
We walked into the Senior Turk coffee room, and I set eyes on a large man wearing sunglasses. Indoors. I begged to Shiva that he wasn't my partner. I didn't want a freak like him! Besides he was so uptight and he looked as serious as a marble statue. I glanced around at the rest of the Senior Turks who seemed vaguely interested in me and Eliam.
"Rude, come over here," Eliam commanded.
I audiably groaned when the big guy walked over.
"Aw, you got ta be kiddin' me, Eliam! This guy's got a ten foot pole shoved up his ass and he's wearing sunglasses indoors! I don't wanna partner like him!"
Eliam gave me an unrelenting stare.
"You brought this upon yourself, Reno." He turned and faced my new partner. "Rude, this is Junior Turk Class A, Reno. He has issues with authority and partners. We trust that you can handle him."
The bald guy gave me a look of disgust (I think… stupid sunglasses!) before he cleared his throat and spoke.
"My name is Rude. I'm a Senior Turk Class C."
He stretched out his hand in a gesture of a handshake, and I just stared at him incredulously.
"I got to work with this prick!" I yelled. "No fucking way, yo!"
Rude visibly flinched at my harsh language. A few of the other Senior Turks snickered.
"Hey, Eliam, who's the rookie?" a voice asked from behind us. "Is this the illegitimate child you've been hiding from us?"
Eliam rolled his eyes and I bristled. Who dared to call me a rookie?! I wheeled around and came face to face with a pink haired, purpled eyed girl. Er, guy. I had no fucking clue what I was looking at.
//end flashback//
I wondered why people just didn't leave me alone. The front door was slammed open and the sound of many feet rushing in my direction filled the air. People flooded the room and began yelling instructions at each other. Someone approached me and tried talking to me, but I couldn't understand a word he said. I just held rude tighter and rocked myself back and forth. The tears never seemed to stop.
"Reno." The familiar voice cut through the have of pain. I looked up and saw Tseng standing next to the bed. He looked too pale, yet his body language appeared as calm as ever. "Reno, you need to get out of here. This is now an official crime scene."
He grabbed my arm and pulled me away. I tried not to let go of Rude, but I was so tired; I couldn't even walk beside Tseng. He held me up and dragged me out of the apartment. As he took me down the stars, Tseng explained that I was the main suspect as Rude's murderer and that I needed to answer some questions at the police station.
"Just wait for your lawyer, and Rufus will have you out in no time." I nodded, and he sat me down in the back of a police car. "Reno, please try not to do anything stupid. If everything goes according to plan, you'll be out by the end of the day, and we can start the investigation tomorrow."
"Investigation?" I whispered.
"The Turks have been given permission to head their own search for Rude's murderer." I looked Tseng straight in the eye. "I want you on the team, Reno, but you have to prove yourself ready."
"I will be," I said with a strange confidence.
Once I reached the police station, I was treated as part of the crime scene. They tok pictures of every angle of my body and my clothes. They took DNA samples and semen samples from me and Rude's love making. I was treated roughly, as if I were the undisputed murderer, but sucked it up and took it. I focused on all of the discomforts; anything that would keep my mind off of Rude. Soon enough I would get my hands on the real criminal and I would have my sweet revenge.
A few hours later, I bad been bathed and given white slacks and a white T-shirt. They were even nice enough to re-bandage my chest. I was now seated in front of two officers and next to me sat my layer, Mrs. Kim.
"Mr. Reno, what was your relationship with the victim?"
When my lawyer nodded I replied. "We were partners on the job as Turks and we were lovers at home."
"Lovers you say?"
"Yeah, that's what I said."
"Did you two get into an argument?"
I rolled my eyes at the man's sad attempt to get e to confess to the murder. He had no idea how to really interrogate someone. I've been on the both sides of a true interrogation, and some sorry punk wasn't going to get me to confess to something I didn't do. Especially something like killing Rude.
"No, we haven't had an argument in at least a year."
"Really?"
I was starting to get pissed. I was not going to repeat every word I said just to clarify it for this moron. I glanced at my lawyer and she piped up.
"My client feels it is unnecessary to repeat what he told you, and I agree. Please, move on to the next question."
"All right, ma'am. Mr. Reno, it says on this paper that you only weigh one hundred and ten pounds. Can you tell me what drugs you are taking?"
I wanted to scream in frustration. I haven't been on any kind of drug for over ten years. I had been fighting anorexia for years and Rude had been there every step of the way. And now…
"Mr. Reno, answer the question," the officer insisted.
"I don't take any drugs. I've been dealing with anorexia."
"Anorexia? I find that hard to believe."
"And why is that, yo?! 'Cause it's easier to believe tha I'm a drug addict who killed my lover while I was high?!"
Mrs. Kim grabbed my arm.
"That's enough, Reno. If this is all you have on my client, then I'm afraid we're done here, officer."
"Ma'am, your client was at the crime scene, covered in the victim's blood! I find it improbable that Mr. Reno was covered in that much if he had nothing to do with the murder! There was too much blood for him not to have done it! Besides, there wasn't even a scratch on him. Why would someone go in, murder the victim, and leave Mr. Reno alive and unharmed. All while he was 'sleeping'!"
"Sir, if you do not have solid proof, we will take our leave."
"The blood IS solid proof!"
"Good evening."
I was led out of the interrogation by Mrs. Kim. I was a little surprised; could we really leave?
"Don't worry, Reno, they don't really have proof yet, so they can't keep you here. Yet, that is. The real killer needs to be found or they WILL be able to put you away for a long time."
I nodded. I was going to get that murderer if it was the last thing I did!
Since I couldn't go home yet, Mrs. Kim drove me to the new Shinra headquarters. The sun was setting by the time we arrived so I headed straight up to the dorms. The empty halls of the Turk's dorms made me feel sick. I could see the ghosts of past Turks wandering the halls, some causing trouble, others just ready to hit the sack. I headed towards the room me and Rude had set up for emergencies. Tears welled up in my eyes as my mind went back to this morning. I walked to the drawer against the far wall and looked through the clothes it held. Rude had folded my clothes along with his, 'cause he knew I wouldn't do it. I stripped out of the cheap jail garb and grabbed one of Rude's dress shirts; I pressed it to my nose and I could still smell him on it. After a minute I slipped it on, then I grabbed his cologne from the top of the drawer and a picture that showed us hugging in front of the newly built Shinra headquarters. I let the tears fall once again as I crawled under the covers of our bed. I sobbed uncontrollably as I held his things close.
//flashback//
I stared dumbstruck at the strange person standing in front of me.
"Well, he's a pretty cute illegitimate child! Can I have him, Eliam? Pretty please?"
"Kyran, quit scaring the new guy. He's still mostly san, so let him be."
A big mischievous grin spread across this Kyran's face.
"Oh, so you're a virgin, mini Turk?"
I balked.
"I'm not a virgin!" I screeched. My face was burning with embarrassment and the room was full of laughter. "And who the hell are you calling a mini Turk, yo?"
"Reno, calm yourself," interrupted Eliam. "You shouldn't take Kyran seriously. Most of the time, he's just trying to make you lose your cool."
"He?" I looked him over once more. Yup, high heels, a Turk issue mini skirt, and hair clips.
"Kyran, you know that you're not supposed to be wearing drag at work."
"I know," he whined, "but it drives the higher ups crazy! In a good way! Why do you think that our department gets the most raises?" He tilted his head to the side in a cutely confused manner. Before I could tell him that the Turks were actually the department with the least raises, he began rambling all over again. "Oh, hey, Rudo! Is this your new partner? He's got some crazy red hair! It's the total opposite of your lack of hair! That's so cool!"
I looked back at Rude and saw him shake his head, before I turned back to Kyran.
"You think I got crazy hair? You've got fucking pink hair! Pink!"
"But, it's not as bright as your hair," he pointed out.
Before I could wrap my hands around his throat, Eliam grabbed my arm and turned me to face Rude.
"Focus, Reno; this is Rude, your partner. Your stuff has been moved to his room, and he can show you the ropes. Your first simulated mission will be at one this afternoon. Don't be late."
With that, Eliam strode out of the coffee room leaving a very worked up red-head, a stoic bald guy, and a transvestite. Kyran decided that it was probably time for him to go.
"See you around, mini Turk! My partner's probably looking for me right now! Hee hee! I bet he still thinks we're playing hide-and-seek!"
Then Kyran ran off in his freakin' high heels.
"What the hell is wrong with you people!" I yelled in frustration.
"Listen up," Rude barked completely ignoring my outburst, "All Junior Turks and rookies are called mini Turks up here, so get used to it." I glared venom at him. "Next, you're in the higher ups area, so show some respect."
"I'll show respect when I see something to respect."
"Third, I am your senior officer, obey my every word."
"Fuck off."
"Fourth, the next time I hear an obscenity leave your mouth, I'll break your nose."
"….. What kind of pansy are you?"
Rude continued to stand there with perfect posture staring at me. I just stared back.
"Mini Turk, welcome to hell," was the only thing he said.
//end flashback//
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