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~re-edited.~
Small chapter about Reno and his thoughts!
Does Sephiroth really care after all?
Chapter Nine: Frustration
Reno couldn't believe it.
He'd been physically thrown out of Sephiroth's office for simply demanding to know where his smokes had gone. The boss man had been the one in the wrong – not him! He had stolen something of his -which was practically an illegal act!- and refused to return it to him. He could do him for theft! Or physical abuse! Not that he would. Oh, no. Not when the man had that amount of strength...
Didn't know it was possible to pick someone up and throw them like that...
If he hadn't been blinded by such anger; he probably would have felt a little more humiliated by the whole incidence. After all, Zack had been watching the entire time and had witnessed him get catapulted into the solid wall. Reno still couldn't believe that the man had just stood there and said absolutely nothing the whole time. He'd almost blurted out Sephiroth's most hidden secret, as well.
"Was it an act to try and make me keep quiet about –"
Reno had almost revealed the truth about the General's real feelings towards his best friend. Luckily, Sephiroth had been able to interrupt him at the exact right moment and prevent him from exposing the truth to the man. The redhead wasn't sure whether he would have preferred it if Zack had found out or not. Might have actually been satisfying to see the look on Sephiroth's face.
Looks sexy when he's pissed.
Reno groaned. He didn't like to admit his obvious attraction towards the General, but it was stupidly undeniable now. It made no sense, though – he should hate him! First he stole from him and then he assaulted him! What gave him the right to do any of that?
When Sephiroth had made that aggressive face at him, he had felt fear, of course; but he'd felt lust a hell of a lot more. All he could picture was latching himself onto the man and finding his own perverted ways for the General to make it up to him. Oh, he could think of many ways in which he could do that...
Listen to yourself, yo!
He hated it. He loathed liking someone. The thing he hated the most about it though, was the fact that he could never have the guy. The man clearly wasn't interested and had an evidently strong disliking for the Turk. Also, he was still madly in love with his ex best friend – how was Reno supposed to compete with that?
Could be a man and go to the gym to buff up?
Reno violently shook his head. No! He wasn't going to make himself like that Angelus bloke.
Wait, what was his name again?
Well, he didn't care anyway. He'd only seen him a few times and the only impression he got was that the guy was an uglier and older version of Zack, who had far too many muscles to be considered normal. What had Sephiroth seen in him, anyway? Reno didn't like to be overly cocky, but he viewed himself as far better looking than that douche.
Wait... Am I getting all jealous here?
"Argh!" Reno hissed, hauling himself off the sofa and heading towards the beckoning kitchen. "Need a drink, yo!"
Lately, the Turk had been drinking and smoking even more than usual. He'd packed away an enormous amount of cigarettes in the week - even for him. He could just picture his lungs shrivelling away from the constant neglect. Oh well! Whatever it took to stay sane.
He grabbed an empty wine glass from the top cupboard and smashed it fiercely onto the work surface.
Really need to calm down, yo!
There were so many different wine brands to choose from. Which would he pick? Usually Rude would be there with him to help decide which type to choose, but he hadn't seen much of his best friend recently. That had been his fault though – not Rude's. He didn't want him to start asking questions which he'd be forced to answer in some way or another.
Guy can see right through me...
Choosing the most expensive brand out of the lot; Reno tugged it impatiently towards himself and proceeded to remove the cork. It took him a few tries however, because his hands were simply shaking too much.
This shouldn't be affecting me so badly. Going mad, yo!
He finally released the fiddly top and lazily poured the drink into the biggest glass he owned. It satisfied him to watch the wine transfer from the bottle and into the glass. He really needed this drink.
Look at me. Drinking wine - liking men. Turning into a right girl!
Reno cursed at himself. He would have to buy some beer next time – to prove his masculinity.
He swore violently at himself once more as he noticed his pinky rise when taking a small sip.
GIRL!
He still couldn't get his head round the fact that he was attracted to a man. Sure, he had been tempted once or twice before – but only out of sheer curiosity. He had never continuously gone after a guy or been obsessed enough to develop a crush on one. Maybe it was just the charm of Sephiroth? Nobody could deny that he was one of a kind. He was the poster boy for Shinra. His muscles were perfect, his skin was perfect – even his hair was perfect.
Why are you commenting on his hair?
Groaning to himself; he began running a finger through his own red locks. He had to admit that he liked people with long hair. Sephiroth's silver hair was perfect. He longed to reached out and run his hand –
Run his hand through his hair?
"Urgh."
He took a huge swig of wine glass to ease the sudden pain and humiliation he felt. Thank Gaia no one else could tap into his thoughts. His pride would be completely destroyed.
Reno's eyes widened when he realised that the glass was already empty.
He'd only been holding it for two minutes. It wasn't a small glass either.
"Heavy smoker and alcoholic," Reno sighed, burying his head heavily in his hands. "What would Sephiroth say to that?"
Not again...
"Stop thinking about it!" Reno barked at himself, his voice displaying what could only be described as pure desperation. "Turning into a fucking wuss!"
It was true. Reno really did think that he'd turned into a weakling. He hated having his emotions free to cause havoc. Although the thought of getting with Sephiroth was exciting, he knew that it could never happen. It would only end in tears – and he didn't need that. Then his manliness really would be shattered.
He flopped back onto his comfortable couch and let out a painful sigh. When would this end? When would he get the man out of his head? He hardly even knew him. They had never made the effort to communicate with one another until just recently. So why was it affecting him so badly?
It made him jealous.
Really jealous that Sephiroth had feelings for someone else.
Reno had known for a long time about the General's secret crush, but it had never really concerned or bothered him up until never used to care much for the guy. But now...
Did Sephiroth care for him at all? He doubted it.
But... why else would Sephiroth steal his smokes?
"I was doing you a favor."
Had he really meant that?
But, he'd sounded so cold afterwards..
"I do not care about you."
Why else would he go out of his way to steal his smokes, then? Why would his excuse be because he was 'doing him a favour?' It didn't make sense. There had to be some part of him that cared; even if only slightly. He had to hold onto that thought.
Deciding to divert his attention away from Sephiroth; the redhead began wondering what had recently happened to Zack. The two of them hadn't spoken ever since Reno had bailed on the mission early. Was Zack pissed off? Or had something just gone terribly wrong with him and that blonde kid?
I'd called him cute...
He hoped things had gone right between the pair. Hopefully, he would coincidentally end up bumping into the Soldier in the corridors again at work. Then he could ask him what the current situation was.
Reno got up from his snug position, wishing that he didn't have to move and began heading towards the kitchen for a refill. As he turned into the kitchen, he could have swore he heard a clanging noise coming from behind him. He didn't take much notice though – he assumed it was just the alcohol making him hear things. However, when the noise reoccurred at a much louder volume, Reno thought it necessary to turn behind him and investigate.
Someone's delivered something.
Noticing the packaging positioned by the door, Reno placed his glass moodily on the table and began slowly walking towards the letter box. It was a fairly large packaging, which had been tied up in the most unprofessional and uncaring way. Reno groaned – was this going to be a prank or something?
He impatiently tore away the brown paper and revealed what looked to him like a crushed cigarette box. It made no sense. Why would anyone -
Sephiroth.
He opened the lid of the smokes and found the packaging to be completely empty. Well, empty of cigarettes that is. There was a note inside, however.
Never barge into my office without permission again
I'll do much worse to you than throw you out.
Here are your cigarettes like you asked – now you don't have to visit anymore.
Keep quiet about what you know.
If you're wise enough – you'll quit smoking and stop damaging yourself.
Reno finally finished the note and discarded it into the waste bin. Why had Sephiroth personally delivered that? Did this mean that mean he was still close to Reno's place? He had to fight the strong urge to run after the man and demand an explanation.
He came all this way to deliver that.
With the empty smokes...
He asked me to stop smoking again...
Although it didn't necessarily mean anything, Reno still felt a glimpse of hope as he strolled back into the living room with his now full glass of wine.
He's gotta give a damn!
That letter had been all he needed for inspiration.
"That's it," he said to himself, drunkenly throwing a toast to celebrate his mission. "I am going to make you want me, Sephiroth. Whether you like it or not!"
With that he hiccupped.
With that he cheered.
But... did Sephiroth really care?
Or was he just desperate to get the Turk off his back and keep his secret safe?
Reno didn't know.
But at that moment in time, he didn't care either.
Reno, you're turning into a girl!
Don't let mean ol' Seph ruin your spirits :( you go get him, tiger!
Review...? Please... Desperation...
