A/N: Sorry, again, about the wait. I've had a lot of work to do, and I took really ill yesterday. I'm still recovering. This chapter is shorter than normal, and I think it's got a lot more speech in it, but I'm fairly happy with it. Before anyone complains about me 'copying' a TV programme, I'll say now that part of this was inspired by The Simpsons. So yeah, I don't own it. If you have no idea what I'm talking about, don't worry about it.

I think that's about it. Enjoy the chapter!

Chapter 13

"Now then…" The King said in a quiet husky voice as soon as the door had been closed. "What can I do you two nice gentlemen for?"

"I don't know if you remember me…" Reno moved forwards, his eyes heavy. "I met you a very long time ago…"

"Ooh… yes." The King smirked. "I don't meet many redheads. You didn't seem so keen last time though."

"Yeah?" Reno's eyes widened again, and he looked back at Elena knowingly. "Well this time I am interested… we both are."

"Oh really?" The King laughed in a self-satisfied manner. He straightened himself up in his seat and looked from one Turk to another. "I'm sure I could… help you…"

"Good." Reno looked at Elena and winked. Hoping she got the hint right, Elena moved more to the King's right, while Reno moved to the left. "Now…" He and Elena almost simultaneously pulled his arms backwards and forced him forwards in his seat. Pulling a pair of handcuffs out of his pocket, Reno snapped them around the man's thick wrist, and let go of him. The King didn't look entirely unnerved, but he did seem curious as to what was going on.

"Scream and you'll get it right now." Reno whispered in his ear. The King let out a small whimpering noise, but fell silent. "We want information."

"You – you're Turks, aren't you?" The King stuttered.

"Right in one." Reno grinned. "Now tell me, are you passing information to AVALANCHE?"

"No!" The King almost shouted, but then caught on and lowered his voice. "I didn't! I swear! It wasn't-"

"Don't play dumb, King." Reno hissed. "Who's behind it?"

"I've never had any contact with AVALANCHE!" The victim squirmed, pulling at his handcuffs. "I've been interrogated before though…" The King trailed off at that, and looked emptily into Reno's pitiless face.

"Who by?" Elena asked interestedly.

"I… can't t-tell you!" The King looked like he was close to tears by the time Reno gave a heaving sigh and suddenly looked a lot less interested in the interrogation.

"If I had a free meal for every time someone said that to me, I'd be suffering from various weight-related illnesses." Reno paced up and down in front of the King, who watched his every move. "I know you've been threatened and bribed into not lettin' the cat outta the bag, but listen up; I'm threatenin' ya now. Tell me, or I'm gonna practise my surgery skills on ya."

"Make things easy for yourself." Elena added pleadingly. She wasn't sure if the King had caught onto the fact that Elena was in fact a woman, but she didn't much care anymore.

The King sighed shakily and screwed his face up for a few moments. "I… there's a rebel group, originating in Wutai."

"Who are they?" Reno asked, slightly calmer at that point.

"I don't know any names, I swear." King looked away from Reno briefly. The latter stepped forwards and hit the King forcefully.

"Don't mess with us." The redhead spat.

"O-okay! Some guy from AVALANCHE has c-contacts with the p-people that run the bar up there." The King said, almost inaudibly fast. Reno seemed to pick it up though, as he nodded and smirked.

"That's all I need to know." He said in a slightly evil tone. "C'mon, 'Laney."

The redhead made to leave, but Elena called him back. "Reno, don't you need to… you know-" she motioned to the handcuffed man sitting in the chair nearby. Reno quickly rolled his eyes and went over to free the King.

"Don't think ya off the hook yet." Reno narrowed his eyes at the man in front of him, whom was now rubbing his wrists. "I ain't no chump, and we'll be comin' back for ya if I find out you were lyin'."

"Yes, yes… of course." The King said, in a slightly irritated voice. "Please… just leave."

"Sure. We've humiliated ya enough…" Reno turned to leave, but once more seemed to change his mind. "One more thing; don't run away to try and get outta this. We have our sources, and we'd track ya in less than a day, and get all the information we need before putting a bullet through ya head."

"Okay, okay, there's no need to be so-"

"Consider it a… friendly warning." Reno smiled in a sickeningly sweet way and made for the door, Elena followed, feeling slightly more comfortable than she had done before. She heard the King mutter something before she closed the door forcefully behind the two of them.

Back at Shin-Ra headquarters, Reno seemed to be in a foul mood since he first stepped through the entrance door. Elena wasn't sure way either, considering how much their latest mission had been in his favor, but she didn't really want to question him. She did wonder vaguely whether the 'pregnancy' was on his mind again; it was certainly on Elena's mind.

"Strawberries." Elena said bluntly to the redhead, who had been sitting innocently stirring a cup of coffee.

"Excuse me?" Reno raised an eyebrow, looking up from his coffee.

"I want some strawberries." Why Elena had picked strawberries, she didn't know. She only knew she had to fake as many symptoms of pregnancy as possible, half to make the charade realistic, and half to irritate the hell out of Reno.

"Well, good luck with that." The older Turk looked back down to his coffee, still stirring unnecessarily.

"Reno… please?" Elena looked pleadingly at Reno who completely ignored her. "Go get me some."

"Be quiet." He snapped in response. "Go get ya own damn strawberries."

"Okay, what's eating you?" Elena gave up on her strawberry pledge and leaned further in to Reno.

"Oh I dunno…" he said sarcastically. "Maybe it's something to do with my work colleague actually being pregnant with my baby, the fact that there's absolutely nothin' I can do 'bout it… and now we're gonna have to go to freakin' Wutai."

"Wutai? What's so bad about Wutai?" Elena enquired. She didn't really understand why the redhead would be so annoyed about the information they'd found out.

"I dunno, I just don't like it. It's the kinda place where you order a chicken salad sandwich and you end up with some dish with a name which means, when you look it up in a dictionary, means 'eel with big abscess.'"

"I would watch your mouth if I were you." came a voice from behind Elena. The blond turned reluctantly to see Tseng standing there, with Rude behind him. "Unless you want me to give you a very good reason to claim disability allowance from me."

"Sorry, sir. I got him wound up a little." Elena said, trying to stop herself from giggling.

"Disability allowance? What in the hell do you get that for?"

"Loads of things." Elena said vaguely. "Breaking a leg, serious illnesses… weighing in at over 300 pounds."

"Weighing in at over 300 pounds?" Reno's face lit up, and Elena saw Rude smirk slightly.

"I don't think that applies in this job." said Tseng.

"You mean, if I was to weigh 300 pounds, I'd get paid to do nothing?" Reno laughed. "Rude, why are you even at work? You'd be sorted…" He ignored Rude's venomous glare and carried on. "But seriously, that's awesome."

"Don't tell me you're thinking-" Elena began. She didn't even need to finish her sentence for Reno to answer her.

"Of course I am." He stated bluntly.

"That's rich coming from someone who doesn't weigh more than 100 pounds. You'll have a hard time." Rude said suddenly, his smirk finding its way back onto his lips.

"I weigh more than 100 pounds, you bastard." Reno didn't look at Rude, just glared at his innocent coffee.

"102?" Elena giggled, deciding the time was right to stir the situation a little.

"Shut up, or I'll spill the beans to darling Tseng here." Reno grinned suddenly.

"Spill the beans?" Elena narrowed her eyes, dreading what was coming. "About what?"

"About the fact that you-"

"Enough." Tseng suddenly interrupted, looking more irritated than amused. "Both of you be quiet. Reno, I don't much care what you have to say about Elena right now. Elena, I have Reno's weight on file and I can assure you it is more than 102 pounds. Now, are we all listening?"

"Yes, sir." Elena said, being the only one of the three younger Turks to recognize that Tseng has even spoke.

"Okay. Now, can one of you please tell me quickly what happened at Wall Market?" Tseng spoke a little more calmly this time.

"Gladly, sir." Reno sat up straighter and grinned. "Elena here-"

Elena slapped her hand over Reno's mouth before he could share any of her mortifying experiences with anybody else. "We got valuable information from the King, sir. He says AVALANCHE have formed an alliance with a small rebel group in Wutai."

"Hence the talk on Wutai…" The superior Turk said, more to himself than the others. "So of course, someone has to be sent to Wutai."

"Please, please, please send somebody else…" Reno looked up at Tseng pleadingly. "I've had enough of boring interrogation missions."

"I'll look through the data we have, and sum up the benefits of sending you." Tseng muttered and glared slightly at Reno. "You're all excused for the rest of the day."

"Woo-hoo." Reno cried, a little sarcastically. Tseng pinched the bridged of his nose in a frustrated manner.

"Please…" he said quietly. "For once use your time off constructively."

A/N: Thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed the chapter. When reviewing, bear in mind that I'm pretty sick right now, and I mainly wrote this cheer myself up. It might not be up to scratch grammar-wise, or it might just be generally crap. Either way, have a little sympathy, kay? Right, so yeah, please review etc. I love to hear from you guys. :)