*le gasp*

IT'S HERE! IT'S REALLY HERE!

Disclaimer: I don't own the Final Fantasy franchise or Final Fantasy VII. But I'd like to. I would so drown it in fanservice.

Not my favorite chapter. .

Yeah, the chapter titles are SOOO original.

Chapter 2 - Blackmail

"Rufus Shinra."

Rufus looked up from the large pile of documents on his desk to see who had spoken the most holy of holy names.

In front of him was a girl with curly red hair, her hands on her hips and a determined look on her face.

"Uh... who are you?"

The girl's expression turned into one of disbelief. "You don't remember me?"

"No, because if I did I wouldn't have asked that question," Rufus retorted, "Now who are you and how did you get in here?"

"I'm Cissnei, and I got in because I know that the password for all of your locks is Mr. Porkchops. Who the hell is that anyway? Is it that p―"

"None of your business," he grunted. "So, Suzy―"

"Cissnei."

"Right, okay, when I said 'who are you' I meant 'what and who do you think you are and what business do you have here'."

"I'm Cissnei, Shuriken if you will, and I'm a former Turk."

Rufus smiled at this revelation. So she's a Turk. That's why she about the password then. He needed more Turks recently, because the four he currently had complained more often than necessary.

"Ah, I see. I do recall you. You were active about half a decade ago, correct?" They all were, anyway.

"Yes."

"Well, you see, you can't be a former Turk-" he made air quotes "-because, well, I'm sure you've heard of the saying 'Once a Turk, always a Turk'. So basically, you still work for me."

"Precisely what I came here for," the girl said, a mischievous glint appearing in her eyes.

"So you wish to come back to work?"

"Like you said, Mr. President, once a Turk, always a Turk. Which means I never left work in the first place. Which means you're gonna have to give all those paychecks I missed."

Rufus blanched. "B-but... you weren't active."

"Who's to say? It's not like you've been keeping track, Taichou."

"Well, inactive Turks don't get paid."

"Yeah, looks like they don't. Remember Vincent Valentine? Remember how much he helped with restoring and keeping Shinra's image? Is he still active?"

Rufus further paled.

"Valentine was a Turk, right, Mr. President? Once a Turk, always a Turk. And with your current goody-goody image, the public would be devastated to find out you don't pay some of your employees, active or otherwise."

Rufus scrambled for a comeback, and came up with, "Well, where have you been hiding, huh?"

"In Wutai, keeping track of any possible rebel groups. Now pay up."

Rufus paled so much he looked naked in his white suit.

"Fine," Rufus said, defeated. He reached into a drawer and pulled out a calculator and a small pink piggybank.

"I see you still use that bank, sir," Cissnei commented. "Is that the infamous Mr. Porkchops?"

"Go to hell," Rufus replied as he calculated Cissnei's monthly paycheck for the past five years.

Omo, since when did Cissnei get so eeevil?

I should be doing my research right now, darn it.

Okay, poll: What should the next chapter be? The one with Reno or the one with Cloud?

And I've just written my first angst fic this morning, and who better character to make it with than Vincent Valentine? XD

I'm so evil to the characters.

Please make me feel loved. :)