This is a
surprise ficcie for my Smee-chan. I
know you like this pairing, so I decided to write you one! Isn't your
bird-brained Canary jes' full 'o surprises?! ::grin:: Hope ya appreciate it,
cos you know how much I stick to Reno pairings…::pouts:: RENO!
Nothing else to
say, except: Rufus Shinra. Ya gotta
love him.
~ Wannon-chan ~
Shadows and Nightmares.
"No…no,
please…NO! NOOOOO!"
Tseng jerked awake at the loud scream, his
heartbeat quickening. His eyes,
unfocused and bleary, tried to see around the darkness enveloping him. A sliver of moonlight cutting through the
thick drapes helped Tseng's eyes make out the thrashing, moaning form in the
bed across the room. He swallowed, and
got out of his bed, slowly approaching the panicky form of Rufus Shinra.
He's
still having those nightmares…he thought. The still-sleeping Rufus began to sob
loudly, and Tseng felt his heart clench.
It was all his fault…
I
should have been there…I'm his bodyguard, for Christ's sake! He cursed inwardly, as he reached out to comfort, and awaken the 15
year old. He felt Rufus's body stiffen
beneath his hands, then thrash harder, the screams beginning again.
"NO! No, don't touch me! Get your hands
OFF! NO!"
Tseng choked back a few guilty tears,
before he spoke soothingly.
"Rufus-sama…it's me, Tseng…you're okay, I'm
here…"
The body stopped, and settled. Tseng heard a few sniffles, before Rufus's
flushed face appeared from beneath the covers.
"T-Tseng…?" he croaked, tears almost
threatening to spill again. Tseng sat
down on the bed.
"Yes…do you wish to be alone, Rufus-sama?"
There was a hesitant pause.
"No…no, please hold me tonight, Tseng. I don't want the dream to come back…" he
said softly. Tseng felt Rufus's arms
wrap around him, and he eased himself into the mussed bed with Rufus, just
holding the boy protectively in his arms, whispering soothing words, chasing
the demons away. Rufus fell asleep in
his arms soon after, and Tseng kissed his forehead.
By
all rights, I shouldn't have permission to do this…I should have been fired…it
was all my fault…he thought, before letting sleep
claim him too.
~ *
~
Tseng nodded curtly to President Shinra, saluting.
"I understand, sir.
But who is to look after Rufus-sama while I am gone?" he queried. Shinra shrugged.
"Tseng, the boy is fourteen now. Don't you think he can take care of
himself?" he asked. Tseng's brow
creased.
**No, sir…actually I don't…** he thought, but nodded
to the President.
"Yes, sir.
I'm quite sure he can." He said, a fake smile plastered over his
beautiful face. Shinra nodded.
"I'm glad we see eye-to-eye. You're leaving tomorrow." He said. "Dismissed."
~ * ~
"What?! Why you, Tseng? Why can't Father send
someone else? I don't want you to leave!" Rufus cried. Tseng shook his head.
"I'm sorry, Rufus-sama. It can't be helped. I have
to go tomorrow." He replied. Rufus
frowned.
"I know, but I don't like it. Come back in one piece, Tseng. You're like family to me." he said. Tseng blushed a little.
"I shall try.
But you must promise to stay safe also…" he said with a soft smile. Rufus beckoned Tseng down to his eye level,
and kissed his cheek.
"I will…" he whispered. Tseng blushed deeper. He
knew Rufus was but a child, but he was very mature for his age…and often amused
himself by flirting endlessly with his stoic bodyguard. It embarrassed Tseng to no end that a small
child Rufus's age could turn him on like that.
"You'd better.
I'll see you later…" he replied quickly, before walking away.
~ * ~
The mission Tseng had been sent on was a
failure. His soldiers were down, and he
was holed up in enemy territory.
**Why the hell did President Shinra want ME to lead
these men?! I'm a Turk, I don't lead…I work solo! Now look at what's happened…I
have no ammo, and those enemies are getting closer…** he thought angrily. He remembered his promise to Rufus, and
became determined to keep it.
Tseng glanced warily around, before seeing his
chance. Gathering all his strength, he
pushed off from where he was crouched, and began to sprint to safety.
"Hey! There he goes!" a voice called. Shots were fired, and Tseng bit through his
lip as he stifled a scream. He had been
shot in the arm. The wounded appendage
now hung limply, feeling both numb and on fire at the same time.
**President Shinra had no idea what he put these men
and I up against…or did he?** he wondered, diving and rolling into an abandoned
building, way ahead of his followers.
Luckily for him, the blood from his wound was being absorbed by his
thick suit, so there was no crimson trail to follow. Tseng took a look around the building, noting the stacks of empty
crates and the broken windows. He
smiled to himself.
**I'll be home before you know it, Rufus…** he
thought happily, quickly, yet quietly scaling the crates to exit out a window,
leaping to the ground silently, and rushing off to where their transport was.
"Where is he?!" he heard a very irate voice yell,
and quickened his pace. His heart was
thumping in his chest, a pleasant mixture of fear, adrenaline and the knowledge
that you're gonna make it ran through his veins.
He found the helicopter, and leapt inside, the pilot
looking at him worriedly.
"Go! I'm the only one left…the only one…Mission
failed…" he snapped. The pilot nodded
somberly, and took off, and it was then that Tseng let himself cry, disguised
by the noise of the rotor blades.
**So much life wasted…and for what? It's all my
fault…** he thought, scrubbing furiously at his face. Turks weren't supposed to cry.
**Well, Rufus got his wish…but the wishes of the
dead soldiers' loved ones will never be fulfilled…I hate this Planet.**
Tseng let his mind tick away as they flew, going
over everything in his mind.
"Tseng, sir! We're here!" the pilot called, and
Tseng looked up from where he was sitting and applying pressure to his
wound. He nodded grimly to the pilot,
and went quickly to the infirmary.
**I want to see Rufus…but I have to get this seen to…oh,
hell. It can wait.** he thought,
ripping his shirt up to use as a tourniquet.
He walked briskly up to the young Vice-President's room, a soft smile on
his face.
**I'll be so glad to see his beautiful face again…**
he thought. He knew he loved the boy…he
just couldn't do anything about it, not with his father being around…and the
fact that Rufus was a minor.
He knocked softly, before entering.
"Rufus-sama? It's me, Tseng. I have kept my promise to…oh my god. Rufus!" Tseng cried, rushing to where the
boy lay crumpled in the corner, naked, bruised, and bloodied. His eyes were distant, clouded over…glazed.
"Rufus!" Tseng cried. The boy kept staring into space.
**Gods…how long has he been here?! Who did this to
him?! …it's obvious he was raped and beaten…oh, Rufus. I wasn't here for you! I really have failed…not
just my mission, but my promise as your bodyguard to ensure your safety…you
said you would stay safe for me, Rufus.
I guess it wasn't as easy as we both thought, huh?" he though, as he
shook Rufus gently. The poor boy moaned
in fear, and covered his face with his arms.
Tseng frowned.
"Rufus! Rufus-sama…It's Tseng, please, calm down…"
he whispered. Rufus blinked once, his
eyes coming to focus on Tseng's worried face.
"Tseng…?" he whispered. His bottom lip began to tremble.
"You kept your promise! You're alive…you're alive…"
"I did it for you…" Tseng replied. Rufus's eyes filled with tears, tears that
he refused to shed in the presence of anyone else.
"You're hurt…you've been shot, haven't you…?" he
asked. Tseng had to bite back the angry
words that were filling his mind.
**How can he fuss over a small gunshot wound, when
he's sitting there like he is, in a much worse condition than me?!** he
thought. The boy wiped away his tears,
leaving crimson smudges on his face from the blood on his hands.
"Rufus, what happened here? Who did this to you?!"
Tseng asked, ignoring the previous questions.
Rufus hid his face in shame.
"I…I didn't keep my promise, Tseng. You kept yours, but I broke mine…" he said
softly. Tseng placed a gentle hand on
the naked boy's shoulder.
"Answer me, Rufus.
Who did this to you?"
"What does it matter?! The fact is that it happened,
Tseng! It happened, okay?! Now forget about it!" Rufus snapped, his voice
cracking with emotion.
"It matters to me, Rufus-sama. Whoever did this to you is going to pay for
it, I swear…" Tseng said, his voice deep and calm. Rufus began to laugh, sharp, short little giggles.
"Who said he hasn't already? Take a look in the bathroom…"
he said. Curiosity piqued, Tseng peered
into the bathroom. A Shinra soldier lay
in a pool of his own blood on the white tiled floor, a messy hole in his
head. Tseng glanced at Rufus, and saw a
pistol lying not too far from him.
"What? Did you think this was all MY blood? I don't
think so…that bastard paid for tarnishing me with his life!" Rufus snapped,
punching at the wall. Tseng knelt down
next to him.
"We need to clean you up…Rufus-sama, I'm sorry I wasn't
here for you." He said softly, picking up the boy in his arms, ignoring the
burning pain he felt in his wounded one.
Rufus nestled his head against Tseng's chest with a sigh.
"I was so scared, Tseng…I kept calling for you…" he
whispered, and Tseng felt his heart sink.
**This is all my fault. If I had stood up to President Shinra, this whole thing would
never have happened. It's all my
fault!**
"Tseng?" Rufus asked, as the Asian Turk placed him
into a warm bath.
"Hmm?" he mumbled.
Normally he would be turned on by the sight of Rufus's naked body, but
under the circumstances, he felt nothing more than anger and sadness for what
had happened to him.
"I'm sorry I didn't keep my promise…" he said
softly, as Tseng helped scrub away the blood.
"It wasn't your fault, Rufus…"
**It was mine…**
~ * ~
"Tseng! Hey, wake up…" the soft voice
pleaded. Tseng's eyes fluttered open to
see Rufus's face looking down at him, light catching his hair.
"Morning…" he said quietly. Tseng smiled up at him, before realizing
that Rufus had straddled him. He
blushed.
"Uh…good morning Rufus-sama…" he said
meekly. Rufus snorted.
"No need to call me that, Tseng. I'm sick of it. Just call me Rufus, please?" he asked. Tseng nodded, unable to say no to the pouty teen.
"Yes, Rufus-sa…I mean, Rufus. Did you sleep well?" he asked, acting as if
they had conversations all the time in this position. Rufus nodded, his sleep-mussed hair giving him a very sexy
look. Tseng gulped.
"I slept very well, thankyou…but you didn't."
he said, giving his bodyguard a worried glance. Tseng frowned, remembering his dream.
"No, I guess I didn't…I didn't wake you,
did I?" he asked. Rufus shook his head.
"No, I was already awake when you started
tossing and turning. I just pinned you
down and stroked your hair until you calmed down." he said. Tseng sighed, and smiled.
"Thankyou…" he said. Rufus shrugged.
"Hey, it's not like you haven't done the
same for me. I'm more than happy to do it
you, Tseng. Do you have any idea how
much you mean to me?" he asked. Tseng
avoided his gaze, and Rufus continued.
"When you left me that time…I thought for
sure I'd never see you again. It was
then that I realised just how much I needed you, Tseng. And I don't mean as a bodyguard. I need the company, the comfort, and the
love…"
Tseng's eyes widened as Rufus kissed him
softly. All the pent-up feelings he had
for the teen were racing to come out.
He kissed Rufus back, wrapping his arms around the slender boy, pulling
him close.
This
is how it's supposed to be…Tseng thought, caressing
Rufus's cheek as they broke the kiss.
Rufus leant into the caress, before locking eyes with the beautiful
Asian beneath him.
"It wasn't your fault, Tseng. It was out of our control. I don't want you feeling sorry for me, or
yourself. All I ask of you is…don't ever
leave my side again. That's an
order. Okay?" Rufus said, his eyes
twinkling. Tseng kissed him again.
"Yes, sir…" he replied, and they both
smiled.
I'll be here to protect you, Rufus. Always…
The End.
Well?
SURPRISE!!! ::giggle:: Uhh, sorry there was no lemon…it just didn't fit.
Oh yeah, and one
more thing: SURPRISE! SURPRISE! SURPRISE! YAY!
Betcha you never
thought I'd write a Tseng/Rufus, huh? Specially cos I luv-luv-luv Tseng/Reno!
Ah, but I felt the need to write you something, and this came to mind. Hope you liked! Ja!
