We wished on the stars

For this not to end,

It was too good to last.

More than we can withstend.

If you're going to hate me,

Then do it with a smile.

'Cause baby I still love you

While our love is on trial.

-Chapter 2-

"How'd it go?" The tall man with the neatly cropped coffee brown hair asked as Reno came out of the president's office.

He sighed shaking his head. "Not very well. But what was I to expect? He hates me."

"You know.. He's not worth it then. Sure he'd be a great client but I dunno if that's such a good idea with your history together." June patted Reno's shoulder encouragingly.

"Yeah.. speaking of... don't we have a bar to get to?" His voice sounded pain-stakingly depressed.

"Sure do! But you have to cheer up if you want the pretty ones! They won't take ya if you got issues buggin' ya." June smiled. "Come on boy-o! We've got bills to pay! It's better than nothing and you know it!" Reno nodded. Betraying everything he believed in to make some cash... the lowest of lows.

The night air was damp from the downpour. Bittersweet... just like the memories. Reno thought. Sitting in the bar with June, he gave inviting looks to passing potential "clients". June had gotten Reno this job after finding him in an alley, drunk and mobbed. He had taken the mess home, cleaned him up, fed him, and gave him the new unglamorus life of a male escort. Reno now did only what he had to. Getting by on shameful acts of sex and not giving a damn. He laughed at jokes, flirted, seduced, and made deals. The goal was three clients a night to make at least a grand. Hardly what anyone would call a suitable lifestyle.

June was pulled away by a blonde woman with a martini. A bridesmade for the reservation stagette at the back of the bar. Reno sighed and watched him leave with his bedmate. A business man in a black suit and dusty blonde hair took a place beside him at the bar.

"I think you just got ditched." He smirked ordering another round of his gin and tonic.

"I'll see him tomorrow. It's alright. My roomate's always been the out going type." He smiled playing the shy card.

The man nodded. "Too bad. He didn't even invite one of the others along for you." A test to see if Reno was straight or taken.

"I don't need help getting anyone." Reno shrugged it off with the mystery of his sexual orentation still hidden flawlessly.

The man quirked a brow intruged. "Really? Then lets make a bet."

"How much?" Reno mused. "And over what?"

"...50 gil says you need help finding someone. You may choose anyone in the bar, and you have to do it in 3 minuets." With that he clicked a button on his watch timing the fastest turk in Midgar. "Go."

Reno waisted no time. instead of moving away from the blonde he leaned over tilting his chin up, kissing him full on without any consent. Brushing his tongue over his challenge's expertly, stopping just before the time went out. He pulled back and gave a smirk looking deep into the pale grey eyes that where filled with shock and wanting. "Care to join me?" He invited. The man blinked and nodded before he could even think not to. Reno had that effect on people. Mysterious and swauve without even trying. The watch beeped impatiently for it's owner to shut it up and realise he had lost his own game. Reno smiled and stood paying for their drinks. "The name's Reno. Remember it. You'll be screaming it later." He held out his hand.

The man blushed lightly and accepted the handshake. "Keeto. It's a pleasure. How much are you really worth?"

"700 gil a night. Higher if you think I'm worth it." He stated as they left the bar together.

"We'll just have to see then won't we?" Keeto flashed a daring smile and the backdrop changed.

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Rufus scowled at the boxes contents. The picture was of them at a Chirstmas staff party. He could see why Reno had kept it. It had been a rare moment when Rufus smiled willingly for the camera. The wine that night was white, the restaurant they had booked was elegant and decorated to exceptional tastes. It was actually truely an enjoyable night. The gift giving was done as a group in the form of Secret Santa but that didn't stop Reno from giving Rufus his gift under the table.

A box wrapped in silver paper was left in the blonde's pocket. Reno gave a michevious smile and told him to keep it a secret until later. Hours later the party died down and the Turk escorted his charge back to his house where he was invited in to watch over Rufus, as was his job.

"Sure you'll be ok to get yourself in bed Shacho?" Reno asked.

"Of course Reno. Goodnight." The converstaion was over on his part.

"Shacho?" Reno caught the president's arm.

"Hmm?" He quirked a brow turning back to be caught by those pale rose lips. It melted everything in Rufus' body. His usual cold exterior was cracked and broken beyond repair when he was with Reno. To be held by him, to breathe his sent, to have the turk control him for a change. He moaned a soft sigh into his lover's mouth and their tongues interlaced greedily. Rufus wrapped his arms around Reno's neck never wanting to be let go. "...Reno.." He whispered as the kiss broke.

"You forgot to open your present." Reno smiled pulling it out of his pocket.

"Oh..." Rufus blinked a few times at the box in Reno's hands. He strode over to his bed and flicked on the lamp. Opening it as Reno shrugged off his blazer and slung it lazily over a chair. A silver pocket watch dangeled gracefully from a foot long metal chain. His mouth dropped open a little as he opened it to inspect the royal blue clock face. Reno was possibly the only person to know about his weakness for the deep color. On the inner wall of the clock was an ingraving that read, "For Rufus. With Love, Reno." Simple enough to bring the man to realise just how much Reno cared for him.

"Marry Chirstmas Rufus." He whispered into his lover's ear. The two embraced passionately, wanting only each other. Needing only the warmth of the other's touch. Reno planted gentle kisses on Rufus's beautiful white skin. Rufus quickly reached for the light only to be stopped by Reno grabbing his wrist. "Leave it on Beautiful. I wanna see you." He smiled kissing Rufus' palm.

"What do you mean? I'm right here... It's going off... End of discussion." He demanded reaching for it again. Reno pinned his arm down easily clasping his wrists together with one hand. Damn that training. The other hand grazed down Rufus' body, undressing him of his white attire and caressing every muscle. He teased the vein prince, pushing away more fabric, exposing more flesh to be played with. Stroaking certain pressure points where he knew Rufus went crazy over. His silky red mane tickled Rufus' neck unintentionally sending shivers through him. "Reno.. please.. turn it off."

Reno laughed and shook his head. "Nope. Looks like you're just going to have to deal." He traced Rufus' stomach with his free hand down to his waist where he started to nudge off the pants in a matter of seconds. He paused staring straight into his boss' brilliant blue eyes while unfasening the button.

"Damn it Reno please..." Rufus begged struggling. He turned his head into his arm wishing to be invisble. The imperfections of scars and other human traits wanted to make him die. If he was anything less than perfect it would ruin him.

Reno loved it. He always loved seeing Rufus this way. Powerless. The best part was that his partner also wanted it. To not be in control for once was his secret desire. The turk nearly always used it to his advantage. Pulling the white pants down all the way, along with the black satin boxers that lay underneith, Reno uncovered the president's shame. He stared at Rufus a little longer. The president sighed, straining against Reno to be let go. Damn that light... He thought angerly. Reno's eyes, however, read the exact opposite. Savage lust ran through his veins as he stared at his prize. His errection was growing more intense by the minuet as Rufus whimpered helplessly into the pillows.

"God.. You're so fucking gorgeous..." The words escaped the red head. He let Rufus' arms go and undressed him entirely with lightning speed. Tossing the garments to the floor. Rufus gasped at the chill of the night air in the house and pleaded Reno with his eyes. "Rufus..." Reno couldn't help himself anymore. He took the blonde into his arms and covered the soft skin in kisses and playful bites. The president tore off his boyfriend's clothes without care, rubbing their erections against each other in a wild untamed rythm. Reno grabbed the lube from the drawer without looking. He sucked on Rufus' tongue, and the blonde was equally urgent. Gasping and bucking under his touch.

"Reno.. god Reno..." Rufus closed his eyes as the man fingered him up the ass. He slid the two fingers in and out expertly while pumping his own cock to the movements. The turk pulled out and straddled his lover. Entering him gently at first then picking up the speed to match their need. The lights went out and the couple sucumbed to lust's demands.

Rufus slammed the picture into a desk drawer and kicked it shut angerly, tears streaming down his face. He brought out the pocket watch and clicked it open reading the inscription. "Such lies.. Damn it Reno... Why do you have to be so cruel?" He sighed, wiping the liquid away and placing the watch back inside his pocket. He quickly did some research on his computer. A simple tracking of his ex's location. It was a device put into a certain earring the red head never took out. All turks had one somewhere on them at all times. When the were in danger a silent distress signal was issued with the employee's serial number to ShinRa and backup would be sent imediately. If it was stripped off them or in the worst senario, they died - the signal would give three beeps and turn off. Rufus had the program on all his turks as a way to insure their lives. He used this exact method to sometimes watch over Reno like a gaurdian angel. The president typed in the familar access code and serial number to get a hold on Reno's wereabouts. Then quickly grabbing his coat, he left ShinRa Tower for the evening.