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So

Even spread out int he bed, with legs almost touching his ears, Yazoo still could feel as if he was topping. He learned how to enjoy Reno's pervert side, and he had to say, they turned the lukewarm sex they have done in the beginning into something, why not saying, liberating for both men.

It didn't matter what they were for each other, or for how long they would keep it. Yazoo didn't want to stop his experiments in sex either with Reno and Valentine. Both men attracted him so much, and each one pulled the right strings, but in different departments. Vincent was a teacher and a dear friend, and Reno, well, the willing and sexy guinea pig.

Yazoo smirked, thinking about Reno's face when he opened the door, wearing the black leather coat he had made it order to him. He was a pervert motherfucker, and Yazoo imagined that someday he would come up with that fantasy, but the surprise was that he felt excited to perform it and included for his own some extra accessories to the fun.

The irony headboard pounded against the wall at each one of Reno's strong thrust, carving the old wood, in the same spot where Valentine's claws had been. Yazoo felt his face burning, the thoughts about men fucking him on his bed and marking his wall, triggered his arousal to almost cum. His body was ready to explode, that amazing numbness slowly going from his groin until his brain, making him feel momentarily out of his body, and then completely inside again.

"Uh!"

With a silly grin that upturned the corner of his mouth, lost on his pervs thoughts, Yazoo unintentionally loosened the leash around Reno's neck.

"Is this fun for you? Hun?"

Reno lifted, even more, his knees, bending his rear up to him. "Guess, I oughta rip off this grin from you..."

Another hard pounding and Yazoo bounced on the bed, a chip from the wall flew across his head, and with a tug up, he controlled the leather strap, tightening it around the redhead's throat. Those were really good accessories, a whip, cuffs of course, and the choker with a long leash written bitch in silver strass.

"Easy, Turk."

Yazoo would never look at leashes in the same way again, it was empowering to control the man who thought it was dominating the situation. He loosened the guide, the leather belt easily sliding over his glove. That was another touch he loved, gloves. So hygienic and cool that he could pass all his life wearing them. Reno gasped, choking with the strong pull and stopped.

"Can't breathe, bitch…"

The red marks around his neck itched, Reno tried relief by passing his fingers through the narrow space between the skin and the leather necklace. Useless worry about that now, he would have red bruises and scratches from Yazoo's nails all over his body tomorrow. Damnn hot bitch, he felt too comfortable with the enemy's roleplaying and took his time enjoying it.

"Did I say that you could stop?"

Another pull on his neck and a hard slap echoed in the room, hitting his ass. He veered his eyes to look at his butt and mentally added a correction, also purple bruises. Yazoo, lusty eyes, sexy as the devil, biting his lower lip, taunted him.

"Oh, you can't handle, poor thingy?" and pulled up the choker again, smirking.

Reno snared at him. Sometimes when that mood established between them, he couldn't tell if it was a roleplaying or if Yazoo liked to hurt him. There was always that thrilling feeling of victory to be with him, and fear from what he should expect. Maybe, it was the way he looked not at him, but through him, and the part when he completely disconnects of Reno's presence after cumming though lately, it was different.

"Damn you, bitch, you're hurting me and I'll do the same."

"Shut up, Turk and you'll do as I'm saying. Move slow."

Yazoo shook his head, trying to pull his bangs out of his eyes and at the same time, not lose the leash on his hand. Everything on Reno was on his face, and it evoked his voyeur side, as soon he learned that looking at your partner was important. Yazoo imagined Reno would be in sex as vocally as he usually was, but no, he was discreet, showing his pleasure by twists of lips, low moans that he seemed to swallow to himself while undulated his body over him. He betted that Reno expected to control tonight and not the contrary.

"Hey," Yazoo narrowed eyes at him, still keeping the leash firmly clutched to his hand, "Move."

Gently caressing his red sweaty cheek, Reno moved Yazoo's hair away from his face, downed his head to kiss his chest, "Yazoo…"

Reno smiled at him and acting only by instinct, and some pervy thoughts that always came in his mind when it was about his princess, he got closer to his face.

"Bad move, princess."

Fast, Reno took the leash from Yazoo's hands, locking his arm over the chest, and pushed himself further, full way down inside him, pinning him under his body. He shuddered, feeling the warmth, the tightening pulsation, and above all Yazoo's melted face, moaning, not that sexy small grunts, but a genuine whimper, veering his head and biting his lower lip. He would not stop even the bitch under him would choke him with his bare hands.

"I knew you wanted this, princess."

The tingles increased, and Yazoo willingly let go of the leash on his hand, savoring Reno's kiss. The game changed, he would relax and indulge at the redhead's dominance, his amazing kisses, and just enjoy his imminent orgasm. However, it was no longer a separate goal for both men like in the past. Since when they stopped to exchange a few words, have sex, and then, follow separate to each one's place? Yazoo stopped to count their encounters, but he believed it was about a few months ago. Now, the talks were after, laid on the bed, lazily taunting each other about the increasing progress of their friendship or just about the day. Was this love? If his mind were not kicking with the upcoming orgasm more than his curiosity about what he and Reno were becoming, Yazoo would give a thought about that.

"Deep and fast give me like that, damn, that feels so good!"

He moaned aloud. Reno was a slow lover, enjoying his time to tease, and put Yazzo in a state of oblivion of his senses. Until now, only with him, he felt in this way, not even with Valentine, though extremely hot it didn't happen. Not like that crazy need to share the moment, feel his skin and the temperature of his body, sensing him to know when he was about to come. He didn't do this with Vincent.

"Yes, like that."

Then, Reno stood. "Beg for my cock, princess."

Yazoo would never, and Reno grinned, seeing his eyebrows furrowed at him, clenching his teeth in anger, almost incredulous at the Turk's boldness. But again, Yazoo surprised him, swirling his ass, lacing his legs around Reno's damp hips, trying to make him move and have his goal achieved.

"Oh, what a needy princess, I have here.."

Except that Reno grabbed his thigh, immobilizing his attempts just to tease him because if he was there only for that act, he would have done it. Reno would have pounded his hips until the moon for Yazoo, but where's the fun in taunt his freaking hot lover?

"Beg."

Yazoo opened his mouth as if he would indulge Reno, and the redhead gasped in anticipation.

"Reno...Fucking move, bitch!"

Reno narrowed his eyes at him, tilting his head, and didn't think twice, slapping Yazoo's butts several times. He gasped, bouncing over the mattress, red face matching his round butt cheeks and stared at Reno, completely out of him. He positioned again Yazoo and raised his hand once more, yeah, the bitch enjoyed controlled pain and was pleased to give him, a corner smile hanging on his lips, mad to hear what he needed.

He pulled inside again and feeling Yazoo's little spasms, delightfully clenching his cock, mentally prayed to keep his promise, hand in the air.

"Say it!"

Yazoo whimpered, squeezing his eyes, feral mouth opened, and with teeth at sight. He wanted badly to come. He opened shining green eyes at him so green that Reno gasped, prompt to forget his demands and just do as he ordered.

"Fuck me, Turk."

It was worthy to wait, as he started to move fast and hard inside him, his princess turned into a wanton whore. Yazoo arched his long neck, grunting while frantically wankered off, a wild, desperate real expression that turned him one of the most alluring lovers Reno had ever seen cumming. One of his pleasures, since after the awful first time together, was watching Yazoo's grimaces and tremblings when he fucked him. Especially, because he was the former enemy, the hated Turk, putting him into that bliss. That night was something that he would cherish until his old days. One to put on his fucking diary as Yazoo used to mock him. He was so close and even so didn't want to stop that amazing moment between them.

Yazoo gasped, crisscrossed his arms around Reno's neck, to not slip away from his arms, fearing to fall out from the bed. The bed squeak so much that he feared not to have a wall after that. Reno was in a frenzy until his climax washed away the pressure of the week, the months, and who knows, the years trying to find someone to fuck like that. He fell over Yazoo, breathless, empty, satiated, and the weirdest of all, feeling like snuggling on the bed on his arms.

"Get off, I'm hot."

But his partner pushed him out of his body, equally breathless, and lowered his trembling legs. They're stared at each other, laid side by side on the mattress, and Reno closed his eyes, feeling Yazoo's fingertips touching his damp red hair, and then his forehead.

"Did you hate me at some point? I know, I wasn't exactly smooth at you."

Yazoo furrowed his eyebrows, looking at Reno, rubbing his front head over his palm. He sighed.

"Wasn't it obvious for you?"

Reno opened his eyes, leaning on his elbow. "Are you serious? I mean, hate to the point of killing. Did you?"

Yazoo narrowed his eyes at him and then raised one silvery eyebrow.

"Well, I can't say it was not a possibility after we were out of Shinra's labs. You still fought me, I tried to ignore you, but you are right, you never made it easy."

Yazoo veered his body, looking at the ceiling, chuckling with his hand on his belly, and Reno frowned with a puzzled face.

"You're lucky at that parking lot. If it were not for my curiosity about kissing and such..."

"Are you laughing at me? "

With a guffaw, Yazoo exclaimed. " I'm laughing at us, moron! "

Reno lifted his body, jumping over Yazoo's lap, grabbing his arms, and pulling them above his head.

"Why? Are you trying to say that if we hadn't fucked I'd be dead by now?"

Yazoo sighed, rolling his eyes as he was talking to a kid.

"It didn't matter we'd fought in the past, you'll be forever my first experience, and I don't hate you Reno. At least, not anymore though you still an idiot, with a weird habit of asking if I'm going to kill you, precisely after sex."

"No, I don't."

"Yes, you do. Are you afraid that after cumming gallons, I'd kill you as a spider queen would do?"

Yazoo asked with a threatening smile, showing his white pearly tooth to Reno, who narrowed his eyes at him, backing off of his sicko face.

" I'm not afraid of you, but this look is really scary."

Then, Reno downed his body, getting very close to Yazoo's face, brushing his lips over his chin. "I can't say how flattered I'm for being the first."

Yazoo smirked, watching his maneuver to end the topic about his apprehension with their situation. That was not the first or the second time he raised those questions, and Yazoo wondered why Reno had never asked about other lovers, but if he somehow he would kill him in a stoned parallel universe of his mind.

"You are not flattered, you lured me here since that first kiss. Ahn!"

Reno slid down, and scraped his teeth over Yazoo's nipple, licking a path for the other one, "And I was barely naive and fell on your Turk's trap."

Reno lifted his head from Yazoo's chest with a mischievous smirk on his face.

"Say it wasn't the best thing that happened to us?"

Yazoo had his eyes narrowed at him, upturning the corner of his lips. "We'll see."

He tried to pull out his arms from Reno's grip, but the redhead just clenched it more, fully sitting on his groin, and starred at him.

" Ain't you saw it yet?"

" I'm analyzing it, but I don't want to end it, Reno."

Listening to that was what he needed to soothe, at least, part of the thousands of wonderings running on his mind. He would never say it to Yazoo, but yes, at every fucking amazing time they spent together, he feared something equally bad would happen to them in a way or another. Maybe because he was so used to good things ending fast, and there was so much more he wanted to know about him and tell about himself.

"Me neither," Reno answered, releasing Yazoo's arms to hold his face in a passionate kiss.

"Are you staying?" Breathless with the kiss, Yazoo looked at him, green eyes shining and the pupils opening like a cat's ones.

"Yeah."

That was the first time Yazoo asked it actually showing it, and smiling his full tooth grin, Reno kissed his lips.

"Good, now get off, I'm still hot."

"Do you want me to grab water for you?"

"Oh, yes, ice tea, and maybe some slice of that pie with the cream. Thanks, you're a dear."

Reno chuckled, sitting on the bed, and wrapping a towel around his waist. "What a bossy princess we have here, hun?"

"Because of you, I can't walk properly right now."

"You've got a point."Reno tilted his head smirking, stood up from the bed while Yazoo combed his hair with his fingers.

"Dishes in the cabinet above the sink, spoon in the table's drawer, and the ice tea on the fridge."

He said it fluffing the pillows behind him, leaning on the headboard. Then, he veered his head at Reno with an expression of what are you still doing here. Reno chuckled and shook his head, and went to attend the wishes of his demanding princess.

~~Hours Later~~

Loz came home it was almost dawn, and the first thing he noticed was the lights still on, at least in the living, and another motorbike parked beside Yazoo's one. His brother wasn't alone, and he frowned, silently parking the truck, curious to find out who was sleeping on his house. No voices were coming out either.

Careful with the crackling door, Loz stepped inside the living room and scanned the place. Two glasses above the table, dishes in the sink, leftovers from a pizza, and the pillows couch on the floor. He turned off the light and crossed the small corridor to his room, stopping before step above Yazoo's old leather coat. Loz gasped, even more curious, wondering how in the hell Yazoo still have that piece if the clothes were destroyed after they rescued them. He crouched on the floor to be surprised with a branding new coat, exactly like the older.

Was he missing his old life? It had a while that he and Yazoo didn't spend quality time together, and he felt it was his fault. He stayed more time at Seventh heaven than at home. Loz frowned, worried about his brother, hoping that he was fine. Yazoo's door was half-opened, and he couldn't hold to peek through the narrow slit. He had his back to the door, dressed on his pajamas and with no one in the room, so to who belonged that motorbike outside?

As soon the question crossed his mind, fast as a ray came the answer, Reno opened the bathroom door behind him, wet hair, wearing nothing more than Yazoo's towel wrapped around his waist.

Loz gasped and Reno's chin dropped, it took some seconds until he could speak again.

"Hey, Loz."

"Hey, Reno."

They stared at each other, an uncomfortable silence that prevented both men to move away from their spot. Reno wanted to pass, but Loz blocked the entrance of Yazoo's room, much more because he didn't know what to do than avoid his entrance there.

"So… I should go there."

Reno said pointing at Yazoo's room and Loz rolled his eyes, placing hands on his hip.

"Ok. But just know that I'm watching any weird move from you."

Loz stepped closer, and Reno frowned, without space to step back unless he entered the bathroom. He let himself carried away for the need of closeness and was careless, and also, he had no right to be rude in their house, even with Loz's threatening eyes at him.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't hurt him."

Reno sustained his glare at him and read that behind the menace, he also had a sincere concern about his brother's well being.

"I have no intention of doing that and I'm serious, Loz."

"Good for you."

Loz nodded, handed him the coat, and followed to his room. He was also tired, and eventually, they would have to talk not only about Reno. Since their return, almost three years, life changed at large steps. Another big change would come to shake his ordinary path to mankind, and Loz was afraid as he never had been on his life.

The next morning the breakfast was as weird as uncomfortable.

Loz was cleaning the dishes when he saw a plastic pot with flower motifs on it. "What is this?"

He pointed at the cake and asked Yazoo, sat in the table sipping on his coffee with wet hair, rosy cheeks, and an extremely annoying flirting look at Reno's face in front of him.

"Apple pie. Reno's mom sent me. It's delicious, you should try."

Loz gasped, frowning his silvery eyebrows with an incredulous face at Yazoo. "Do you know his family?"

Yazoo nodded. "Yeah."

Loz snorted, shaking his head, and sat in the table, narrowed eyes at Reno. "Fuck, that's all I need."

But, Reno was bold and didn't like the way Loz glanced at him, judging he was the bad boy that would hurt his innocent little brother, replying on his terms.

"Loz, quit the glares at me, please. I know I'm hot, but I'm dating your brother."

"Oh, please shut up and pull out your cigarette or I'll do it."

"How rude with a guest, hun?"

"The fact that you're here doesn't mean that you're my guest, Reno."

"Uhh, don't tempt me Loz, your brother already laced me."

Loz pointed him the middle finger. Reno too.

Yazoo stared at both men, and rolling his eyes, stood up from the table, finished his coffee, and let his plate untouched. He didn't expect Loz to show up last night, and as he was never at home nowadays, playing the protective big brother's role was out of the question. Things changed a lot in those few months as if Loz hadn't noticed.

"I'll let you two here, bickering at each other because I have more to do than listening to this."

"Finish your eggs, you should eat, brother."

"And you should stop this."

Reno pulled out his cigarette, looking at Loz's offended expression at Yazoo. He could never expect to witness the real life of the brothers, and how attached they continued to be. He gladly watched the scene as if he was on a reality show. "The Jenova's Kids."

"What? Hey, this is not fair, I'm worried about you, he's a Turk, they tried to kill us in the past, and see us until today with suspicion. You're bringing Shinra home."

"You also tried to kill Tifa in the past, yo. As all the rest of mankind."

Reno replied taking the fork on Yazoo's plate and tasting the scrambled egg. Indeed, it was good. He looked at Yazoo with a smile to support him, but Yazoo shook his head, rolling his eyes again with a gasp. He didn't have to look at Loz to knows that he was grumbling at him.

"Reno, we are not dating but just fucking, and Loz, stop acting like Reno is expecting from you, like a bullier brother. Yes, Reno spent the night here and eventually this happens. So? So, nothing because it's not your business. It's not as if you lived here anyway."

Said that Yazoo turned his back following to the door, and climbed down the porch to his motorbike, annoyed by both men's childishness.

Reno stood up, followed Yazoo to the door, and before getting out of the house, he turned to Loz.

"The eggs were fantastic. I'd have eaten them if you'd offered me a plate, yo."

When the big mass of muscles, crossed his hand over his face, visibly tense, stood up from the table, and fast went towards him, Reno admitted he dry swallowed. But Loz crossed the door, as if Reno was invisible, and shouted in the porch to Yazoo.

"I'll be a father in six months and twenty fours days!"

Yazoo stopped his march to his bike and slowly turned to him. He stared at his brother's already teary face. Surprised, his eyes widened.

"Are you sure?"

Loz climbed down the stairs, walking to his brother, and hugged Yazoo, crying. They were surprised because Shinra's doctors and scientists believed they couldn't breed. For Yazoo, it didn't matter, but for Loz, it didn't come in this way at the time.

"Yeah, they were wrong or lied to us, and brother, I've sensed it first before Tifa confirmed it. The offspring is mine."

"I'm happy for you Loz, and don't call the baby offspring, it's weird."

Yazoo shook his head, giggling, "This is so good, send my best wishes to Tifa. Oh Loz, I already love him or her."

"He, and oh no, you have to see her, she's so anxious about your reaction, please come after work. You have to sense him. This is a huge thing brother, I'm sorry for my behavior inside, but if he's ok for you, then it's ok for me either. I-I just want you to feel the same happiness that I'm having."

"Don't worry, I'm sure I won't have all of this with him, but thanks, Loz. I have to go and I'll see you later. You better do a big burger and double chocolate strawberry to make up for this stressing breakfast. A baby boy, wow, could you sensed it?"

"Yup!" Loz nodded with a big smile.

"I hope I can do it either."

Leaned in the porch, Reno watched the fraternal portrait of an increasing family. Yazoo hugged his brother, mounted on his bike, and just bowed his head at him when he circled with the motorbike. Reno nodded at him with a smile, climbed down the porch's stairs to follow to his bike, and passe by Loz.

"Congrats, yo."

~~Turk's Office~~

Elena looked at the watch on the wall, and then at Rude.

"Reno's late again. Do you believe his family knows the truth about him? Because I don't."

Rude veered his eyes at her, still not getting why Elena's recent obsession with Reno. They fucked once, she knew he preferred men than girls, and also her true feelings were for Tseng. But as soon as she found out that Reno and Yazoo were hanging out together, she became obsessed. Not because Reno didn't want her. Yazoo was her target.

"Why do you care?"

"I don't."

That was even worse when she tried to disguise and failed. Rude snorted.

"Grace Kelly on To Catch a Thief."

"What?"

"You'd know if you'd watched it."

Elena veered her head at Rude with a sigh.

"I did, and for your information, he's a man, a sociopath, and has nothing of Grace Kelly's charm."

"It doesn't matter. Unhumanly allured, cold, distant, a fucked heir from a damned alien and a crazy soldier, defeated, but still crawling his return to the top, revenging in other ways against rot society. Grace Kelly was the cat, a thief, and Yazoo…Well, we don't know it yet, shall wait to see."

"Shit, are you drunk with coffee? Dear god, Rude."

"Ahn, you lack imagination, Elena, he's stealing your thoughts."

"One thing Reno is right, you spent too many hours watching earth's movies."

Elena slammed her hand over the table, clearly irritated. "Dam, the computer is slow today, see, it stopped again."

"What got you this morning, cramps?"

"Fuck off, Rude, I'm rational, and I think like a Turk all the time. He's not making bombs, though."

From behind his sunglasses, Rude frowned at her. " How do you know this?"

"Do you think those walls have no ears? Silly, Tseng asked me and Reno himself to check on this subject."

Elena veered her head at Rude, mocking of his puzzled face.

"Awn, he didn't tell you? Are you sad because no one here is a romantic type like you?"

Rude frowned at her with a glare and turned to his screen, he wouldn't give the taste to Elena mocker him even more, but he would finish his report, and leave to the field, as soon as Reno decided to arrive.

"Morning everyone. So, what's up?"

Reno entered the office, sat on his table, and looked at the tasks of the day. Before the planet crashed twice, they managed to save technology, but still, it was much less inferior to before. After some boring minutes, Elena rolled her chair until his desk, her eyes stopping at his red bruised neck. She raised one eyebrow.

"Rude compared Yazoo to Grace Kelly."

Reno narrowed his eyes at the woman, with the sudden proximity and as well the sentence touching Yazoo's name. Her eyes wandered around him, fixing exactly on his neck, annoyed, Reno closed the first buttons of his shirt. How in the hell, he let his private life being in the spot of that snake and his boss. Yazoo was right, sometimes he was an idiot.

"Who is she?"

Of course that Reno knew who was Grace Kelly. Because of that movie, he called Yazoo a princess, but he had no intention to keep a dialogue with Elena or open something so private like that with anyone of his work. Not even Rude.

"You won't get it if you haven't seen the movie."

Rude replied not averting his eyes from his report. Elena was toxic today, better not even look her in the eyes.

"Nobody has news? Well, I have and gonna tell the chief."

Both Rude and Elena veered their heads at him with puzzled eyes. Reno stood up from the table, grabbed the paper over the print, and whispered at then, it would have no point at hiding the information.

"Jenova would be a grandma."

Rude and Elena's chin dropped listening to Reno. Elena because she felt stuck on her vanity at being better than both of them, wishing to be her to give Tseng this new, but she also felt confident to prove her theory that they would spread those aliens' genes in the world. Maybe, they would castrate them. Rude because he had never imagined that Reno's friendship with Yazoo was a mission though it seemed now.

Later in the field, both men went to track down a stolen load.

"How did you know Miss Tifa is pregnant and Loz is the father?"

"I spent the night at Yazoo's place, and I listened from Loz's mouth.."

Rude adjusted his glasses, veering his head to look through the window's landscape, which was none, only the boring wasteland ahead. Reno glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, and he knew his partner had something going on his mind but didn't want to share.

"So?"

"Nothing, but I bet Loz wouldn't like to receive a visit from Tseng. Won't this complicate your mission with Yazoo?"

"Rude, the chief never would do this, and Yazoo is not a mission. It was just a happy coincidence putting me in the right place at the right time."

"Like my theory with Cid's garage that you told to Elena?"

"So, what? In the end, it was just a stupid theory, but we had to check."

"We? Reno you're brainless, first, you told Yazoo what a Turk, I, was thinking about him, compromised your mission, and also put me as paranoid under the chief and Elena's view."

"And the president believes the Turks are awesome, soothed his fear of completion, and again, Yazoo is not a mission. Stop saying this shit."

"So, why are you reporting information about your boyfriend and his family?"

"First, we are not dating, second, so what? This won't harm him, Rude, and there's no way Yazoo could know this. Plus, the chick is knocked up, soon her belly would get swollen."

"But you're fucking him."

"Yeah and no, stop talking about him like that, Rude."

Reno felt a pinch of jealousy when he confirmed to Rude they weren't a couple. It should be better in this way though he didn't feel like that and Rude's pushing this subject was putting him in a bad mood.

"That's a confusing line under the steps you're trying to follow."

"What shit is that, another Game of Thrones bullshit? Give me a break, Rude."

"I'm only saying that you don't have a fucking idea of how Yazoo would react if he knows that you checked on his job, his routine, and now you are spreading the news about his family. Plus, not even a boyfriend you can call yourself."

Reno slowed down the car, opened the window and lit a cigarette, "So?"

Giggling, Rude turned to him, "This is a mission, Reno. Be aware because you'd be charged for that."

"This is not a mission. Stop fucking pestering me with a lame moral code that you don't have, either."

Rude tilted his head doubting of Reno's confidence with Yazoo. He was twice tense than he usually would be in a chatting.

"I'm not the one fucking Sephiroth's clone."

"He's not a fucking clone. Got that?" Reno's voice was sharp, and Rude raised one eyebrow at him with a chuckle.

"This is not a confrontation, you don't need to be defensive with me."

"This is not a subject concerned to you, and I'm not confronting." Reno tilted his head at him.

"Right. My apologies, but don't you say that I didn't warn you later."

They drove back to Shinra, the rescued load shaking in the back of the van, and waited for Tseng's orders outside in the parking lot. Uncomfortable silence hovered in the air among the men since the travel until there.

It would a service night, and picking up the phone Reno called Yazoo, stepping aside to talk privately. "Hey, princess what about breakfast tomorrow?"

Rude followed him with his eyes and shook his bald head. Maybe, Elena was right, there were no feelings in such business.