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Ickle-Wicca-Girl: (grin) Tseng saved the day ne! Thanks for reviewing again! (hands you a cookie) Yay! ^o^
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The only female Turk blushed terribly, her mouth opening and closing like a goldfish, eyes popping. Tseng slapped his forehead in exasperation, but Rufus approved wholeheartedly. "Brilliant question."
Rude nudged his superior. "...popular."
"Rude..." Tseng sighed.
"So?" Reno persisted, poking the blushing girl. "His eyes, his nose, his lips, his chest, his legs?"
"May I be excused?" the Turk leader muttered.
"Don't you want to find out, Tseng?" Rufus asked, chuckling.
"Not particularly, no."
Elena shuffled her feet on the floor, her head bowed, attempting to hide her flush. "Um...I like..."
"Yeeeees?" Reno drawled.
"Um...IlikehisvoicehiscooldemeanorandhishairandyesIkindoflikehislegsIthinkthey'resexy," Elena babbled.
"What?" the others said in unison.
"I've answered!" She folded her arms across her chest and huffed. "I'm not saying it again."
"That's cheating!" Reno exclaimed, while Tseng breathed a sigh of relief at being spared of further humiliation.
Rufus frowned. "I caught something about his legs being sexy."
The female Turk burst into flames, figuratively speaking of course. Although she did fall to the ground and roll about for a bit. Tseng had his head buried in his hands, with Rude patting his head rather like a mother attempting to comfort a child. Reno, on the other hand, was having the time of his life.
"Woohoo, way to go Elena baby! Now I see what you've been fantasizing!" he cheered, applauding her.
"I-I have -not- been fantasizing!" she spluttered in mid-roll.
"But Tseng baby always wears pants. How do you tell his legs are sexy?"
Instead of answering, the girl began rolling about the floor, squealing again. Rufus raised an eyebrow at her. "This is one of my elites? And am I supposed to thank her for polishing my marble tiles?"
"...doing...a good job," Rude complimented stoically.
*
"Let's do spin the bottle next," Reno suggested.
Elena's face burned. "I'm the only girl here, dope!"
"So?"
Rufus glanced at the other two Turks, who shrugged. "Spin the bottle it is. We need an empty bottle. There's one in the cabinet just outside-"
"I'll get it," Reno sprang to his feet, dashing to the doorway, at the exact same time Elena did. Both of them attempted to squeeze through the narrow arch, grunting and shoving at each other. They paused in their actions at a snicker from Rude.
"What?" they both snapped.
Silently, the bald Turk pointed to something above their heads. They glanced up.
A small mistletoe hung at the top of the arch, evidently just set up by the servants during their game of Truth or Dare.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Elena screamed in utter horror before shoving Reno away from her, causing him to land and sprawl out unceremoniously on the hard floor. He released a string of curses that could have withered a flower.
Rufus snorted. "Aren't they supposed to kiss?"
Rude shrugged.
By the time Reno had pushed himself off the ground, Elena had returned with the empty bottle. She sniffed disdainfully at him and joined the others in the middle of the hall. Reno rolled his eyes dramatically, then made a mental note as to where the mistletoe was. Might come in handy later...
Tseng sat down beside his second-in-command in the small circle they created as Elena set the bottle down in the centre. In silent agreement, Rufus reached out and spun the bottle first with a quick flick of his wrist. Tseng prayed to whatever Gods that were listening that it would not land on him. He glanced at his excited redhead. On second thought, it had better not land on Reno either.
The bottle slowed gradually to a stop...pointing to...
Rude's sunglasses slipped a notch down his nose as he gaped at the bottle which had just depicted his fate. Rufus looked equally devastated at the result. Snapping the tension, Reno cheered. "C'mon, let's get down with the smooching!"
"Smooching?" Tseng said, wincing.
"Kissing. Whatever. Quickly, quickly!" the Turk clapped his hands impatiently to emphasize his point.
Swallowing nervously, Rufus turned to Rude. Just as his face was inches from the bald Turk, the young President stopped and gave the others a pleading, sorrowful look. "Can't I just kiss him on the cheek?"
Rude nodded vigorously.
"Nope, mouth. Right on the mouth," Reno decided.
"Mouth?" the President repeated, his voice sounding akin to a squeak.
"Yeah, as in," the redhead pointed to Rude's mouth. "That thing below his nose."
Elena burst into laughter while Rufus snapped curtly, "I -know- what a mouth is, idiot!"
"Then just do it already."
Squeezing his eyes shut, Rufus reached forward and brushed his lips lightly on Rude's. A pink tinge formed and darkened at the top of the latter's head when Rufus pulled away, looking slightly revolted. He rubbed his mouth hard on his jacket sleeve. "Peh. Peh. Peh. Cooties."
Tseng stifled a snort at the childish term, before his eyes widened as Reno shoved the bottle to him. With a sigh, he reluctantly spun the bottle. Please, he prayed mentally. Please let it be Reno. I will be eternally grateful to whoever it is up there if it's Reno. Very very very grateful to-
The bottle stopped at Reno.
Thank you thank you thank you thank you.
"Either you're lucky, or you actually timed that spin," the redhead laughed. "First try to-mmmph!"
Two pairs of eyes bulged as the cool dark-haired Wutain crushed Reno to his chest and kissed him with all the passion he could muster. Elena had fainted dead away on the spot. Recovering swiftly, Rufus said to Rude, "I believe we're supposed to drink."
"...making out," Rude agreed simply as he stood up to get the wine glasses. Pouring the Belgian beer into them, he returned to his position and gave a glass to Rufus, who accepted it with a nod of thanks.
The minutes ticked by.
"Don't they need to breathe?" Rufus asked.
Rude sipped at his beer, shrugging. He pointed to his female colleague, still outcold on the marble tiles. The blond President shook his head. "Never mind, we'll wake her when it's her turn."
Finally, the two Turk leaders separated, with Reno looking quite dazed. Tseng smiled rather smugly at the redhead and patted his cheek tenderly. "I'm good, am I not?"
Reno just nodded, eyes still clouded from the kiss.
"I'll drink to the fact that Reno hasn't said anything about sex after that passionate moment," Rufus announced loudly. Chuckling, Rude took a drink from his glass as well. Rufus then rolled the bottle over to the happy Turk. "It's your turn, Reno."
"It is? Hmm..." Reno flashed a goofy grin at Tseng as he spun the bottle.
"I can see who's calling the shots in this relationship," Rufus whispered to Rude, who nodded. Suddenly, Tseng released a soft growl. The President looked up, blinking. "Something wrong, Tseng?"
Without warning, Reno spun the astonished blond boy a full 180 degrees and covered his mouth firmly on the latter's. Rufus flailed his arms in a circle in a pathetic attempt to beg for assistance. "MMMMMPH MMMPHMPH!!!!"
Tseng folded his arms across his chest, a disgruntled expression crossing his face. He didn't have to enjoy it that much...
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Author's notes:
Another Tseng/Reno moment! Plus a Reno/Rufus for you double 'R' fans. (cheers)
Rufus: I'm going to take this up to court and sue you for violation of privacy.
Me? O_o
Rufus: No, fool! Reno!
Reno: (grins) I'm really flattered, Ruf. Really. Oh and don't forget to review this fanfiction, or I will personally go over there and make you suffer a slow, painful de-
Ahem.
Reno: That is to say...aw hell, can't I even give them a wedgie?
No.
Reno: Damn.
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Thank yous:
Ickle-Wicca-Girl: (grin) Tseng saved the day ne! Thanks for reviewing again! (hands you a cookie) Yay! ^o^
chibilinnet: (laughs) Glad you liked the cook, although he was an utterly random creation. Thanks for the review! Oh my, you killed Cloud. O_o (edges away) Now, dear...put that hammer down...slooooowly...
Moozavachie: Thank you, any review is better than none! Well, monkey's can look freaky sometimes. Yay, Tseng/Reno fan! (huggles) Aw, don't shut up, I like hearing people's comments! (Reno: You just want reviews, greedy ass.) Go away, Reno.
Yashamon: That's okay, glad you reviewed that chapter. ^_^ Oh wow, New York's a great place, how was your visit? And thank you! ^o^
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The only female Turk blushed terribly, her mouth opening and closing like a goldfish, eyes popping. Tseng slapped his forehead in exasperation, but Rufus approved wholeheartedly. "Brilliant question."
Rude nudged his superior. "...popular."
"Rude..." Tseng sighed.
"So?" Reno persisted, poking the blushing girl. "His eyes, his nose, his lips, his chest, his legs?"
"May I be excused?" the Turk leader muttered.
"Don't you want to find out, Tseng?" Rufus asked, chuckling.
"Not particularly, no."
Elena shuffled her feet on the floor, her head bowed, attempting to hide her flush. "Um...I like..."
"Yeeeees?" Reno drawled.
"Um...IlikehisvoicehiscooldemeanorandhishairandyesIkindoflikehislegsIthinkthey'resexy," Elena babbled.
"What?" the others said in unison.
"I've answered!" She folded her arms across her chest and huffed. "I'm not saying it again."
"That's cheating!" Reno exclaimed, while Tseng breathed a sigh of relief at being spared of further humiliation.
Rufus frowned. "I caught something about his legs being sexy."
The female Turk burst into flames, figuratively speaking of course. Although she did fall to the ground and roll about for a bit. Tseng had his head buried in his hands, with Rude patting his head rather like a mother attempting to comfort a child. Reno, on the other hand, was having the time of his life.
"Woohoo, way to go Elena baby! Now I see what you've been fantasizing!" he cheered, applauding her.
"I-I have -not- been fantasizing!" she spluttered in mid-roll.
"But Tseng baby always wears pants. How do you tell his legs are sexy?"
Instead of answering, the girl began rolling about the floor, squealing again. Rufus raised an eyebrow at her. "This is one of my elites? And am I supposed to thank her for polishing my marble tiles?"
"...doing...a good job," Rude complimented stoically.
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"Let's do spin the bottle next," Reno suggested.
Elena's face burned. "I'm the only girl here, dope!"
"So?"
Rufus glanced at the other two Turks, who shrugged. "Spin the bottle it is. We need an empty bottle. There's one in the cabinet just outside-"
"I'll get it," Reno sprang to his feet, dashing to the doorway, at the exact same time Elena did. Both of them attempted to squeeze through the narrow arch, grunting and shoving at each other. They paused in their actions at a snicker from Rude.
"What?" they both snapped.
Silently, the bald Turk pointed to something above their heads. They glanced up.
A small mistletoe hung at the top of the arch, evidently just set up by the servants during their game of Truth or Dare.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Elena screamed in utter horror before shoving Reno away from her, causing him to land and sprawl out unceremoniously on the hard floor. He released a string of curses that could have withered a flower.
Rufus snorted. "Aren't they supposed to kiss?"
Rude shrugged.
By the time Reno had pushed himself off the ground, Elena had returned with the empty bottle. She sniffed disdainfully at him and joined the others in the middle of the hall. Reno rolled his eyes dramatically, then made a mental note as to where the mistletoe was. Might come in handy later...
Tseng sat down beside his second-in-command in the small circle they created as Elena set the bottle down in the centre. In silent agreement, Rufus reached out and spun the bottle first with a quick flick of his wrist. Tseng prayed to whatever Gods that were listening that it would not land on him. He glanced at his excited redhead. On second thought, it had better not land on Reno either.
The bottle slowed gradually to a stop...pointing to...
Rude's sunglasses slipped a notch down his nose as he gaped at the bottle which had just depicted his fate. Rufus looked equally devastated at the result. Snapping the tension, Reno cheered. "C'mon, let's get down with the smooching!"
"Smooching?" Tseng said, wincing.
"Kissing. Whatever. Quickly, quickly!" the Turk clapped his hands impatiently to emphasize his point.
Swallowing nervously, Rufus turned to Rude. Just as his face was inches from the bald Turk, the young President stopped and gave the others a pleading, sorrowful look. "Can't I just kiss him on the cheek?"
Rude nodded vigorously.
"Nope, mouth. Right on the mouth," Reno decided.
"Mouth?" the President repeated, his voice sounding akin to a squeak.
"Yeah, as in," the redhead pointed to Rude's mouth. "That thing below his nose."
Elena burst into laughter while Rufus snapped curtly, "I -know- what a mouth is, idiot!"
"Then just do it already."
Squeezing his eyes shut, Rufus reached forward and brushed his lips lightly on Rude's. A pink tinge formed and darkened at the top of the latter's head when Rufus pulled away, looking slightly revolted. He rubbed his mouth hard on his jacket sleeve. "Peh. Peh. Peh. Cooties."
Tseng stifled a snort at the childish term, before his eyes widened as Reno shoved the bottle to him. With a sigh, he reluctantly spun the bottle. Please, he prayed mentally. Please let it be Reno. I will be eternally grateful to whoever it is up there if it's Reno. Very very very grateful to-
The bottle stopped at Reno.
Thank you thank you thank you thank you.
"Either you're lucky, or you actually timed that spin," the redhead laughed. "First try to-mmmph!"
Two pairs of eyes bulged as the cool dark-haired Wutain crushed Reno to his chest and kissed him with all the passion he could muster. Elena had fainted dead away on the spot. Recovering swiftly, Rufus said to Rude, "I believe we're supposed to drink."
"...making out," Rude agreed simply as he stood up to get the wine glasses. Pouring the Belgian beer into them, he returned to his position and gave a glass to Rufus, who accepted it with a nod of thanks.
The minutes ticked by.
"Don't they need to breathe?" Rufus asked.
Rude sipped at his beer, shrugging. He pointed to his female colleague, still outcold on the marble tiles. The blond President shook his head. "Never mind, we'll wake her when it's her turn."
Finally, the two Turk leaders separated, with Reno looking quite dazed. Tseng smiled rather smugly at the redhead and patted his cheek tenderly. "I'm good, am I not?"
Reno just nodded, eyes still clouded from the kiss.
"I'll drink to the fact that Reno hasn't said anything about sex after that passionate moment," Rufus announced loudly. Chuckling, Rude took a drink from his glass as well. Rufus then rolled the bottle over to the happy Turk. "It's your turn, Reno."
"It is? Hmm..." Reno flashed a goofy grin at Tseng as he spun the bottle.
"I can see who's calling the shots in this relationship," Rufus whispered to Rude, who nodded. Suddenly, Tseng released a soft growl. The President looked up, blinking. "Something wrong, Tseng?"
Without warning, Reno spun the astonished blond boy a full 180 degrees and covered his mouth firmly on the latter's. Rufus flailed his arms in a circle in a pathetic attempt to beg for assistance. "MMMMMPH MMMPHMPH!!!!"
Tseng folded his arms across his chest, a disgruntled expression crossing his face. He didn't have to enjoy it that much...
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Author's notes:
Another Tseng/Reno moment! Plus a Reno/Rufus for you double 'R' fans. (cheers)
Rufus: I'm going to take this up to court and sue you for violation of privacy.
Me? O_o
Rufus: No, fool! Reno!
Reno: (grins) I'm really flattered, Ruf. Really. Oh and don't forget to review this fanfiction, or I will personally go over there and make you suffer a slow, painful de-
Ahem.
Reno: That is to say...aw hell, can't I even give them a wedgie?
No.
Reno: Damn.