Princess Rules - Chapter 8
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Dinner, at six pm, not two.
Damn, it was still three pm as the clock defined it as right. The day did not end; the hours did not pass and when Reno looked again at the watch hanging on the wall it a quarter to four.
Boring office. The voices of his colleagues sounded like annoying buzzes. He would have to wait to listen to the low, grave, soft, scary voice and even though comfortable to the ears.
From time to time, appeared on his mind, green eyes that could tell everything those fleshy lips did not dare to say.
"Fuck you Yazoo."
He whispered to himself with a smirk; chewing his lips, almost regretting to had one day looked at him. He would never think that fight months ago in a parking lot would lead him craving his former enemy. It was simultaneously funny and disturbing thinking about Yazoo occupying his thoughts. He was there several times before, though in feelings of revenge or rage, never like in those weeks, with Reno wishing to fuck his brains out instead of beat his ass out.
He would rather believe that it was Yazoo's allure and not something else that triggered him to pursue after him.
Finally, the hours decided to cooperate and at six pm, Reno entered Highwind Motors.
"I wanna be adored…I got to be adored…"
Reno hummed a song, which expressed what he wished for the night since he had woke up.
He strolled in the hangar's outside area with a permanent grin hanging on his lips.
Actually, he went all the way there with a stupid smirk on his face; even Rude thought it was strange.
As soon he saw Yazoo, he sighed in relief and delight. It was naïve to say he had not thought about Yazoo pranking him.
The tall young man was leaning on his bike, wearing a pair of black jeans, a blue t-shirt, and his black leather coat. "Beyond pretty, beyond hot. Unbearably handsome."
Reno stood in front of him and Yazoo greeted him with a nod of his head. Nothing more cold, appealing and totally Yazoo.
Approaching of him with a smile, Reno planted a smooch on his cheeks, sniffing at his hair.
"You look nice and smelling so good."
Yazoo startled with the kiss, pushing Reno away and mentally thanking for none of his coworkers were there to see that. He grimaced, eyebrows frowning at him with a glare in reprobation.
"What we learned yesterday about public demonstrations of any kind? Especially in my work!"
His huge green eyes looked at Reno up and down. "I'm so sure I'll regret this." Reno could not help and busted a laugher at Yazoo's snobbish glare at him.
"There's only us here. I looked around before kiss you. Ok, let's start over again. Yazoo, you really look fucking hot and smelling very good."
Yazoo narrowed his eyes at him and bowed his head, thanking the compliment. It was not easy for him to admit that he was nervous. He pretended during all day long there was nothing happening, neither different from his usual routine. However, it was a bullshit lie to himself. It would be his first date ever. He did not know if he would have more kisses tonight, perhaps even sex could happen and it all busted in wandering on his mind just right now looking at Reno in front of him. He thought about his doramas and there were no tips for that moment. "Don't think about that shit now, Yazoo."
"You look like you just came out of work."
"I did. Ready?"
"I'll have to go on my bike."
"I was aware of this. I'll show you the way."
Reno answered, already sitting on the ride's bench and blinking at Yazoo while tapping on the leather, calling him to his seat.
Yazoo rolled his eyes but failed to disguise a smile with the corner of his lips. Reno looked like a child who gained a birthday gift, eager to play with it. Yazoo frowned at thinking he was the gift or toy. "Am I sure of what I'm doing? Hmpf. It's just a dinner, people do shit like this to get know each other before mating. It's not a rule for sex, though."
As soon Yazoo sat on his bike, Reno's hand glided up and down over his ribs until it placed them on his hips. He veered his head staring at him, then at his hands and the Turk immediately took them off Yazoo's waist, flashing him one of his grins.
"Better."
Reno was impossible that night, if he had to update his status, it would be horny as hell.
"You know your poker face at me is like fuel to the fire, right?"
He whispered so close to his ear that Yazoo gulped, feeling his warm breath on his skin. He would never give this ammunition to the man, but Reno had the power to affect his mind thinking properly.
"Behave or I'll quit this now."
Once in the past, it was because of the rage he felt for him and now...Now, he had invited him to hang out. Worse, using the very lame excuse that as Loz was dating Tifa, he could have anyone who he wanted. It happened to be Reno. He could have fought with Loz, but no, he chose to invite the Turk to dinner.
Yazoo gave hours of his meditation time thinking about this question. He came to a plain conclusion, he wanted to experience sex and Reno wanted him. It was easy, still not sanitary but necessary as Yazoo decided for once and all end his virginity.
He was not in love by Reno, nor thinking about dating as Loz was doing with Tifa. A piece of cake as people said about something very easy to handle and that was the case.
"You command and I obey, princess"
"Call me that again and I'll drop you at the first curve in a high speed."
Reno grinned, nodded his head and pointed his hand straight to the way.
They left the garage heading their way to the Midgar section, in the renewed area where a new residential neighborhood was arising. Yazoo has never had been there before and naturally, he watched for possible restaurants in their path, but he found out just a small grocery. Closed. Reno told him to stop in front of one the buildings and after some seconds, the garage door opened and they entered the place, parking the bike close to an alley with other vehicles.
"Why are we here?"
"C' mon let's get to know my place."
Reno dismounted of the bike and lifted his hand with a bow waiting for him to get out.
"I thought we are going to a restaurant as ordinary people in an ordinary dinner."
"Baby, we are not ordinary…Come."
Yazoo tilted his head, already regretted to be there or better saying, and had invited Reno to dinner.
"I was very specific in my invitation; I called you for dinner. You make it easy say no, Reno. At least you had your ride home. Humph!"
"What? I brought you to my place. I told I wanna get to know you."
"No you don't, if you wanted more than what is on my pants we'd be in a place at least with food!"
Yazoo, who still not had dismounted of his bike, turned on the engine and Reno jumped in front of the vehicle.
"No. Okay. Dinner. Ok."
"No. I don't want it anymore."
Yazoo reverse geared his bike and Reno looked at his watch and scratched his head, grabbing the handlebars. "Oh fuck why in the hell am I doing this? Fuck!"
"Still early, if we run we'll make it on time. Don't fly off the handle now Yazoo, please? Pretty please..."
"Time for what?"
Some minutes later Yazoo entered in a nice suburban neighborhood, close to Kalm, with Reno on his ride bench. They parked in front of a traditional family house, white columns in the porch, and ornamental plants in a well-cared garden. Yazoo frowned at Reno and sighed.
"What is this now?"
"Oh don't make this face at me, I told you, dinner, old school way."
Reno stepped towards the porch and rang the bell, followed by a reluctant Yazoo.
"Where are we?"
"You'll see, curious."
Yazoo rolled his eyes and was up to climb down the stairs when Reno caught him by his arm and then held his body.
He did not have the time to pull out Reno's hand from his waist when a redhead woman opened the door. She had a large smile on her face, the same blue eyes as Reno. She was elegant.
"My son I thought you wouldn't make it tonight. What a delicious surprise."
The lady kissed Reno cheeks, messing with his hair and then she looked at Yazoo with a smile. He felt so ashamed that he completely forgot about Reno still holding his hips.
"Good evening madam."
"Mom he's my friend Yazoo and he's really hunger!"
"Reno! I'm sorry…" Yazoo instantly blushed, wishing he could fly out of that porch, after punching Reno's face.
"Oh don't feel ashamed I know the brat I have, welcome Yazoo, and come in. In fact, you two are very in need of food. He's as skinny as you Reno."
When Yazoo was sure that Reno would not worth his efforts or patience, he brought him to dinner with his family: mother, grandma, and sister.
Not even be naked in the Shinra's labs could be made him more ashamed that he was feeling now.
The grandma was fixing the table with his baby sister, beautiful as Reno. The older sister was living in Mideel as a doctor. She was married and Reno had a baby nephew.
He felt a little frightened. Reno simply vanished inwards the house, leaving him alone in front of those women. Reno's sister stared at him with a mischievous grin. She dressed like a cosplay of some weird kinky manga, black garments, and heavy makeup, though she was barely a child.
"Go wash your face, Rita after finishing the table. It's just a dinner, not Halloween."
Reno's grandma at seeing Yazoo's lost face took him by his hand and followed for the living room, showing pictures from the family and one in particular called Yazoo's attention.
A teenager Reno, a lanky, childish face, posing with his uniform from Shinra's Academy.
He was the male proud of that family, probably spoiled for all of them; it explained a lot about the man's behavior.
"He's so adorable at this one, look this is Reno's father, my elder soon He passed away when Reno was still in the academy. Rita was still a baby. He never saw his son become a Turk."
The old woman sighed touching the picture's frame with a tender smile.
"After that, I went to live here to help my daughter in law with the kids and the loneliness. I'm from Gongaga. And you Yazoo, do you live close to your family, or are you a modern young man from the big city?"
Yazoo shook his head. "I'm from North Crater."
Unsure of what to answer; Yazoo thought that somehow, it was not a lie, Sephiroth gave them live inside the cave, and there were no records from them in another place.
"Icicle Area. I love there. I bet you are suffering from the heat."
Yazoo smiled nodding at her.
"Did your family come with you?"
Yazoo shook his head while looking at the pictures in silence. "Oh, Mother I should have gone at his apartment instead of his family's house."
She approached him and took Yazoo's hands on her wrinkled ones.
"Oh, I'm sorry my dear. Did you lost your parents in childhood?"
Yazoo, surprised by the question, really did not know how the answer Reno's grandma. She had loving eyes at him, full of what seemed true interest in his reply. Yazoo decided he enjoyed the old woman. Besides that, talking with someone who had no idea who he was or what had done in the past was interesting.
"Yes, I am. I lost the younger a couple of years ago, but I still have my big brother and we live together close to the Midgar Area. In the desert."
Yazoo could not tell why but he simply could not lie at the old lady.
"Poor dear, but you still have a family. This is what matters, right?"
Yazoo smiled at the old lady and nodded at her. "Loz would be mad if he knew I am here fraternizing with my former enemy's family."
Grandma tapped the palm of Yazoo's hands as if trying to soothe him. Yazoo thought she was cute, with her short white hair, wrinkled rosy cheeks and that relaxing scent of lavender. He actually has never had contact with an old person. They rather intrigued him, looking like if they would know what the secret of life was as they were close to losing it.
"I knew by your eyes that you had sadness on your life, but your heart is good. I can tell you that you will be surprised by how many amazing things you will live. Embrace the reins of your life and allow yourself to be happy. Trust in life, it could be surprisingly pleasant and in other times, a real bitch."
Yazoo gasped not knowing what to say, her hands tightened her grip on his fingers with a grave face, then she chuckled. He was so startled; she used Vincent Valentine's words.
"I was a fortune teller in the past days, but sometimes the gift comes at me and I must share."
Yazoo nodded at her, not really getting what she had said.
"Hun, ok."
"No. You the kids always say 'ok' with such a careless way. Say it, 'Nana I will do it'."
Yazoo flushed and he was up to obey when Reno appeared in the living room calling them to dinner.
"Nana...reading the fortune again? You will definitely scare Yazoo. He was already afraid to come, do you know this?"
Surely, the redhead had to toy Yazoo with his ironic grin, hands on his waist. Reno took off the jacket and buttoned his shirt, or his mother had done it, trying to let him less sloppy.
"Yazoo is no scared, right dear?"
"No, I guess." Yazoo stared at Reno and smiled at his grandma causing the man gasping in surprise. Yazoo was holding his grandma's hand as a loving scout boy.
They strolled back to the dining room and grandma indicated him the chair by her side. Reno bursting a laugher when glanced at the stairs shook his head and went to help his mother. Rita was coming out of her room, dressed with another weird clothe, and pink glittering makeup, melting in glares over Yazoo.
As soon as Yazoo sat, Reno's sister came to sit by his side. She stared at him with great interest; the same grin of her brother. Indeed, she was a female version of Reno.
"Your hair is amazing. Is it's natural?"
"Yes, thanks."
"Do you work with big brother?"
"No."
"Did you study with him in the academy?"
"Nope."
"How did you meet him?"
Reno came out from the kitchen, carrying a tray with spaghetti. He placed the plate with a thud and pushed his little sister aside, pulling a chair between her and Yazoo.
"Dancing in a club. It was the first time we actually met each other."
Yazoo blushed to the point of his cheeks matched the tomato sauce. It was a fact and it sank in him after listening to the words. Because of that stupid fight in the club, he was there having dinner with Reno's family, on his house. So weird yet he was enjoying.
"So, do you like to dance? I love dancing."
"Stop drooling at my friend Rita."
"Shut up. Yazoo doesn't mind do you?"
"Hum...no I guess."
Yazoo chuckled because somehow being in the spotlight of curiosity in that place was not so bad. His life was becoming day by day more like a rubbish dorama.
"See? So, Yazoo we should hang out to dancing sometime. Can I touch your hair?"
"Stop Rita or I will cut your hair while you are sleeping."
Reno glared at her with a mischievous smirk and Rita grabbed her long red ponytails with narrowed eyes at his brother.
Grandma and auntie glared in reprobation at the sassy girl and she quieted herself but remained to stare at Yazoo, leaning her chin on her hand in the other side of the table.
The family chatted about the day; Rita flooded him with questions about his job, where he lived if he had a girlfriend or a boyfriend. It was funny and though Yazoo blushed mostly part of the dinner, he felt relaxed in that cozy home atmosphere, and he discovered he loved spaghetti with meatballs.
In the end, he greeted Reno's family and grandma surprised him when she squeezed his cheeks. Rita jumped on him with an effusive hug.
"I'll have a party in a few weeks ahead and I would love if you come."
"I'll do my best to come to Mrs. Sinclair."
"Nana Lily" Getting close to Yazoo's ear, the old lady blinked at him.
"Comes only if you can make it, I can say that you won't be alone in this day."
Yazoo frowned at her with a smirk on his face.
"Nana, I'll do it."
Yazoo smiled at her and Reno gasped again, shaking his head at his grandma and Yazoo.
"What is that? I'm a jealous guy!"
Yazoo glimpsed at Reno, embarrassed and puzzled with his grandma.
"Thanks, Mrs. Sinclair for your cooking. It was very good."
"I am glad you liked and show yourself other times."
"Mom likes to buy people with her food."
Mrs. Sinclair slightly hit Reno on the shoulder with her apron. They climbed down the stairs, and Reno accompanied Yazoo, pulling his arm around his shoulder, while the other shoved it off.
They stopped in front of Yazoo's bike.
" I will stay here."
Yazoo tilted his head with a mockery face at the redhead. "Because you live here."
Reno grinned at him. "And now you know."
"You really confuse me and you're full of tricks Reno but in the end, it was a lovely night. Thank you."
Yazoo made a bow with his head, fetching his keys from his pocket.
"I'm glad you liked it. See, this Turk is not so bad after all."
Reno narrowed his eyes at him.
"That conspiracy theory that you imagine about me, did it vanish for now?"
"Depends. What about the theory of me starting a cult? "
Reno squeezed his eyes, twisting his mouth at Yazoo.
"Did you tried to convert my grandma? Cause that lady is tough and she was drooling after you. Not to say about my perv sister."
"Maybe...She's adorable. Both are."
Yazoo laughed too and getting closer to his face, Reno brushed the tip of his nose slightly over his cheek, sniffing at the thin hair of his temple.
"Did I play it right by your princess rule? "
The act, so subtle and yet so full of sensuality made Yazoo gasped. He did not know what to answer. He opted for just smiled back at him but Reno was faster, giving a chaste kiss on his cheek, whispering on his ear.
"I loved that you came. I'm serious."
Yazoo downed his head and then sighed, rolling his eyes and raising his hands in the air.
"What is such a thing of the princess' rule? Why are you keep calling me that?"
Reno straightened his body and began his explanation counting on his fingers the principles of his theory.
"The main rules. First, the princess must be conquered, second, princess pretends disdain but she teases the poor guy until he gets blue balls, third, the princess demands to meet his family and maybe they'd let the guy touching and forth, the guy is completely mad about the princess and he will do whatever he was commanded. Four rules and you well played all of them."
Yazoo stared at him, tilting his head. It was close enough of what he had been doing with Reno. He averted his eyes; giggling at the fact and then stared at Reno.
"So, we are in the fourth step. What it means by your crazy logic?"
Reno licked his lips, mischievously and got closer to his ear. Yazoo remained on his spot, gazing at him and feeling a huge need to kiss the man. There was a family in the window pretending they were not looking at them.
Yazoo frowned at him, shivering inside but sustaining his blasé mood.
"The fuck of the century."
"Silly... I'm adding a fifth rule; the princess has to feel like it."
"You are not a princess; I'll stop now calling you princess if we skip that step."
"You'll stop calling me that, but I liked the rules."
In a boldness he thought he would never have, he got closer Reno's ear.
"I would praise you but your family is looking."
Reno veered his head at the window and could see the red shiny hair of his sister. They heard noises coming from the house and, all women of Reno's family squeezed their redheads behind the window's curtains. They laughed at the scene.
"Reno, I still really can't understand why we started this?"
Reno shrugged his shoulders, his eyes focused on Yazoo.
"We'll have to fix it. Which means, more dinners to come. Lunches. Breakfast indeed is the best after waking up. Together. This is my guess to start finding out why."
"Such a pervert."
"Never lie about your effect on me. Drive safe, princess."
With another chaste kiss on his cheek, Reno turned his back and followed to his house.
"Stop calling me that or you'll never get to your point with this."
Yazoo said with a smirk and turning on his bike, he followed the exit of the neighborhood.
Inside the house, Rita pouted complaining about the hot ones always being out of reach and receiving a reprehensive glare from her grandma.
"What I know is; other than Rude, this is the first one he brought to dinner."
Reno's mother said as she shooed the women out the windows.
Once at home, sitting on his porch Yazoo thought about his night with Reno. Against all odds, they were growing a weird kind of relationship between them. Reno did not make sense for Yazoo, and the things the man always led him through was just so intense.
"I met his family and this is weird or good? I need to learn about dating interactions, where's my phone? Damned doramas, I need them. "
Yazoo stood up and went to his bedroom, already picking up his phone to chase after his favorite drama.