Hey guys!!! Guess what? I have a manager now...Well actually...not a professional one, but my friend decided that she should tell me when i have to post and write stories. I'm not complaining, its actually good for me. I probebly will learn a lesson in procrastination now...And its good for you guys cause now you wont have to wait as long for a chapter!! WOOTNESS!! So,to not piss off my 'manager' here's the update on this story!

Disclaimer: I dont own any Square Enix things...meaning i dont own Shinra, the turks or chocobos...And i really want to own a chocobo!! That'd be so awsome!! Wouldnt it??...Anyway...heres the story

Chapter 2

"Full name, Reno Carrick. Age, 16. Approximate Address: Midgar Slums. Family: One mother, Father dead. One older brother, three younger siblings. Occupation: None. Criminal record: Stealing a couple times, caught with illegal drugs, running from the police, pick pocketing, gang fights, e.c.t. Labeled as missing for three weeks. Looks like we have quiet a boy on our hands." Tseng said as he closed the profile and placed it on Rufus's desk. The young president nodded and said, "So…We don't know where he lives? That could be a problem. Anyway of contacting his mother?"

The leader turk shook his head and let out a heavy sigh. "Unfortunately no. At least, not yet. Rude is trying to have him give us a phone number or actual address but the boy won't talk. He says he never wants to go back and we can't make him.," he said professionally. Rufus stood and walked to the window. "Very rebellious, this one. Usually, everyone would want to get out of the turks hands." he mumbled as he gazed out the window.

"If it helps, he does want to leave. He tried the first day he was here. Obviously, he won't go home. I don't think he has anywhere else to go because he doesn't have much money and the man who was beating him called him an 'orphaned pickpocket kid'." The wutain informed his boss. He heard the blonde sigh and watched as he walked back to his chair.

"No home, No money, and no respect. What are we going to do with him?" Rufus asked as he stared at Tseng. "We can't send him back to the streets. He could die." the wutain replied. Rufus was about to speak when the door opened. A blond, shorthaired woman walked in and stood next to Tseng as she stared at her boss with her green eyes.

"Sir, how long is the boy staying?" she asked quickly as Tseng and Rufus stared at her. "We're not sure, Gun. He has no where to go so he might-" Rufus began but Gun cut him off. "He can't stay here! He doesn't work here nor does he have any business with this company." she snapped. Rude had just walked in and shut the door.

"Gun, we can not just leave him out there. The boy got hurt in one of the turks missions. We can't just kick him out and pretend nothing happened." Rufus said in his 'I'm the boss' tone. She sat down next to Tseng and Rude sat himself next to her. "So what do you suggest we do?" Tseng asked, looking at everyone. The conversation had just become a turk meeting.

Rufus carefully examined each turk, and then leaned back in his chair. "Here's what we do. He is allowed to stay here and he works for us as a dog-boy for the turks. If he wants to leave after he's healed, let him go as long as he goes back home. Otherwise, keep him here. Sound good?" he asked.

Gun looked at the other turks then said "Are you sure we should trust this kid? He is from the Slums…" Rufus nodded. "True…But I'm sure if he's around three trained assassins, he wont try anything." he replied. Tseng sighed and looked at his boss. "How long will he stay?" he questioned. It wasn't right if they kept this boy for who knows how long and never let him go back to his family.

"As long as he wants to…He's bound to get tired of it sometime." Rufus answered. The turks nodded in agreement. "Any more questions?" Rufus asked. Silence filled the room. This might be good for them; they wouldn't have to run so many errands and they had more time to work. Rufus smiled a bit and said "Then it's settled. Rude, since you seem to be friends with Reno, you talk with him. Gun and Tseng, I have a mission for you two."

"Hell…No." Rude took a deep breathe and shook his head. "Reno…It's either this or you have to go back home" he said to the redhead. Reno sat for a moment then pulled the blankets over his head. "Cant they just let me go out by myself?" he whined. Rude shook his head and replied, "No…That would be too dangerous."

The redhead groaned and sat back up. Once again, he realized he had sat up to fast and felt pain in his chest and stomach. "Damn it, I keep forgetting." He mumbled to himself. Rude cocked an eyebrow and said "So… It's not just a scratch anymore, is it?" he asked. The redhead looked at him coldly, but didn't say anything. This made the turk laugh.

"I hate you…Baldy." Reno said a hint of sarcasm in his voice. Rude sighed and replied "Yeah I know." he said. "So…What's your decision?" He asked. Reno rested back on the pillow behind him and stared at the ceiling. Rude looked at him quietly. Silence filled the room as the redhead thought about his choices.

"Fine…I'll stay," he finally said. Rude looked at him in shock. Usually, given the choice, people would get away from the turks. What was this boy up to? I'm sure if he's around three rained assassins, he wont try anything, Rufus's words echoed threw his head. If this kid was up to something, he was either sly or stupid. His focus came back on the redhead, as he realized the boy was staring at him.

"You ok, Baldy?" he asked, cockily. Rude looked at him, and then nodded. "Fine, redhead." he replied. "I'll go tell Rufus your decision. Stay here." he said as he stood up. Reno laughed and shook his head. "Like I have a choice! They practically tied me to this bed." he called back, as he took out a game boy and began playing. Rude shook his head and left the room.

Woot!!!!! Chapter two done!!! (falls over) man...i'm tired...so much work on vacation!! Thats reall ironic...Anyway, hoped you liked it and chapter 3 will be out soon. Peace out everyone!

Kay Tagohna