Disclaimer:
Aatash: Squaresoft? What's a squaresoft? I just want my Reno. ^o^
Natsuki: Cut the amnesia act. Reno belongs to Squaresoft.
Aatash: (snorts) So does Tseng.
Natsuki: ......
Aatash: We're even.
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Thank yous:
The_Female_Reno: (eyes bulge) Well, um, no offence intended, but your name gave me -terrible- images. Reno with a bust...(shudders) I'm glad you like the fic! And the pairing...(purrs like a happy kitten) Thank you for reviewing!
Braided_Baka_Girl: Whoa...Lina Inverse huh? I'd better be extra nice to you. ^_^;; Yeah, maybe a rabid bird. (laughs) Thanks for the review!
Yashamon: Good, 'tis good that you enjoyed yourself. ^O^ Happy reviewers are good. Sounds like my vocabulary range just died on me. _ Thanks for the review!
chibilinnet: (grin) My, explosive laughter. (snickers) Aw, poor Rufus. Served you right for using so much Listerine. (bows) Thank you for sparing my miserable little life...and reviewing! ^_^
Neko Kuroban: (rofl) Rufus is very popular, I take it. Ooh, Sephiroth...very nice build. (grin) Of course, dear, here's an update. ^O^ Thank you for reviewing. ^_^
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When the redhead released his superior, Rufus collapsed spread-eagled on the floor, gasping. Silently, Rude pulled out a handkerchief from his pants pocket and fanned his President who seemed to be having a mild heart seizure. Tseng narrowed his dark eyes at Reno, who ducked his head sheepishly in apology. Crooking his finger, the Turk leader beckoned to his lover, gesturing to his lap. Taking the hint (with great enthusiasm), Reno sat down and leaned against Tseng, making himself comfortable.
Then Elena awoke.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!"
Reno guffawed, while Tseng sighed and pushed the redhead off gently. It might not be a good idea to have public displays of affection when Elena was around. Rufus sat up abruptly, though his face was still red as a beacon. "Reno, that was the most-"
"Fascinating? Passionate? Erotic?"
Rufus gagged at the last word, the redness turning to shade of turqoise. Rude fanned the blond boy a little more vigorously with the handkerchief, despite the amused look on his face. Elena had her fingers buried deep in her ears: hear no evil. Taking advantage of the momentary lapse in insanity, Tseng passed the bottle to Rude.
Everyone raised an eyebrow as the bottle mouth landed squarely back on Rude again.
"Try again," Reno suggested.
Rude shook his head vehemently. "...once. Turn over."
Reno pouted. "You're no fun."
"...too bad."
"Elena then," Rufus said, tossing the bottle to the female Turk who caught it deftly, dropped it gently to the ground and spun it. To her great surprise (and Reno's, though it was a different kind of surprise), it stopped at Tseng. The Turk leader stared at the offensive bottle like it was a serpent poised to strike, before he raised his wide eyes to gawk at Elena.
The girl was currently doing some sort of macarena, with pink hearts floating in the background.
As one, the President and his remaining male Turks shuddered.
Tseng turned a stiff neck to face Reno. "Help," he said simply. The redhead Turk opened his mouth, then closed it again. Elena had gotten Tseng fair and square. There was virtually nothing he could do. Sighing, he shrugged his shoulders. The Turk leader gulped, then whirled round to discover a delighted Elena inches away from his face, eyes wide with anticipation, lips puckered.
Tseng scrambled backwards on his posterior in record time.
Dignity is everything, the Wutain repeated over and over again in his mind, face burning with mortification at his last reaction. Elena pouted, looking slightly hurt, while Rufus laughed. "I don't believe I've seen you like this before, Tseng. I'm glad to see you -are- human after all."
Taking a deep breath, Tseng closed his eyes, indicating his surrender. Giggling, Elena pulled him closer to her and pressed her lips on his. Reno contorted his face into a revolted expression, before it slowly changed into a smirk that grew larger by the second. Rufus stared at redhead with suspicion. "What are -you- thinking about?"
"You'll see," the redhead said cryptically.
Finally, the girl let go of her leader, then bounced around the hall in obvious happiness. Tseng went straight to Reno, expecting him to be angered by this, but found him smiling instead.
"Reno?" Tseng asked, concerned with his strange behaviour.
"She just kissed me indirectly," Reno told him in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear.
Elena tripped and fell. "WHAT?!"
"He kissed me earlier, remember?" Reno reminded her with a smirk.
The female Turk bolted for the bathroom, shrieking. Tseng stared after her. Clinking his wine glass with Reno's to congratulate him for his brilliance, Rude spoke. "...nice one...Reno."
"Thanks, Rude ol' pal."
*
Rufus glanced at his watch. "It's about time, Turks. Merry Christmas and thank you for the nice evening."
"Nice?" Reno asked, laughing.
The young President smiled. "It was entertaining for a lonely orphan like me. Come again sometime, eh?"
"...New Year's," Rude said.
Elena pumped her fist into the air. "Yes, Sir! And we can cook for you again!"
Tseng nodded, then waved. "We'll see you tomorrow, Sir."
"Yes. Good night." Rufus waved goodbye as the Turks headed down the street. He watched silently as his sloppiest elite whipped out a crumpled mistletoe from his jacket with a triumphant grin. With a similar cheeky grin, his top Turk grabbed the redhead and kissed him again. The one sane Turk shook his head like a matyred parent disapproving the ebullience of immature children, while his only female Turk collapsed once again on the streets. Closing the door, he chuckled. What would he do without them? Ah...at least the chaos was over.
"ZIR!"
Rufus blinked at the familiar voice, then gawked at the sight of his chef standing at the foot of the stairs, his hair standing on end, with an electric current running frequently down his handlebar moustache. Smoke was even drifting from his blackened body. "But you...what the hell happened to you?"
"They, zir," the chef pointed an accusing finger at a group of blushing maids. "They electrocuted me!"
"We thought he was neglecting his duties and sleeping, Sir!" a maid piped up.
"We tried to wake him but he just wouldn't awaken, so..." a second maid added.
Rufus coughed to disguise his laughter. "Yes, hehehe, uh, I'm sorry that happened. You will find that your kitchen is now deserted."
"Those ruffianz are gone? Oh thank the maker!" the french chef heaved a sigh of relief before rushing to check on his beloved territory.
"You there," Rufus called to a particularly pretty maid. She hurried over, blushing shyly. Smirking, the young President gently lifted her chin with his hand, whispering softly. "What's your name?"
"Ali-"
"SACRE BLEU! MONSIEUR! THEY HAVE DESTROYED MY PRECIOUS KITCHEN! IT IZ RUINED! RUINED!! LOOK AT ZIS, EGG STAINS ALL OVER ZEE TABLE AND-"
The maid giggled as Rufus buried his head in his hands. So much for the chaos being over...
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Author's note:
(gong sounds) And it is done! Whoo haha hoo, so proud of myself! I hope that extra bit at the end didn't bore you. ^^;;
Thank you for being so encouraging through the fic! I really hope you enjoyed it. (bows)
(turns chibi and runs round in circles) Review! Review! Review!
Aatash: Squaresoft? What's a squaresoft? I just want my Reno. ^o^
Natsuki: Cut the amnesia act. Reno belongs to Squaresoft.
Aatash: (snorts) So does Tseng.
Natsuki: ......
Aatash: We're even.
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Thank yous:
The_Female_Reno: (eyes bulge) Well, um, no offence intended, but your name gave me -terrible- images. Reno with a bust...(shudders) I'm glad you like the fic! And the pairing...(purrs like a happy kitten) Thank you for reviewing!
Braided_Baka_Girl: Whoa...Lina Inverse huh? I'd better be extra nice to you. ^_^;; Yeah, maybe a rabid bird. (laughs) Thanks for the review!
Yashamon: Good, 'tis good that you enjoyed yourself. ^O^ Happy reviewers are good. Sounds like my vocabulary range just died on me. _ Thanks for the review!
chibilinnet: (grin) My, explosive laughter. (snickers) Aw, poor Rufus. Served you right for using so much Listerine. (bows) Thank you for sparing my miserable little life...and reviewing! ^_^
Neko Kuroban: (rofl) Rufus is very popular, I take it. Ooh, Sephiroth...very nice build. (grin) Of course, dear, here's an update. ^O^ Thank you for reviewing. ^_^
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When the redhead released his superior, Rufus collapsed spread-eagled on the floor, gasping. Silently, Rude pulled out a handkerchief from his pants pocket and fanned his President who seemed to be having a mild heart seizure. Tseng narrowed his dark eyes at Reno, who ducked his head sheepishly in apology. Crooking his finger, the Turk leader beckoned to his lover, gesturing to his lap. Taking the hint (with great enthusiasm), Reno sat down and leaned against Tseng, making himself comfortable.
Then Elena awoke.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!"
Reno guffawed, while Tseng sighed and pushed the redhead off gently. It might not be a good idea to have public displays of affection when Elena was around. Rufus sat up abruptly, though his face was still red as a beacon. "Reno, that was the most-"
"Fascinating? Passionate? Erotic?"
Rufus gagged at the last word, the redness turning to shade of turqoise. Rude fanned the blond boy a little more vigorously with the handkerchief, despite the amused look on his face. Elena had her fingers buried deep in her ears: hear no evil. Taking advantage of the momentary lapse in insanity, Tseng passed the bottle to Rude.
Everyone raised an eyebrow as the bottle mouth landed squarely back on Rude again.
"Try again," Reno suggested.
Rude shook his head vehemently. "...once. Turn over."
Reno pouted. "You're no fun."
"...too bad."
"Elena then," Rufus said, tossing the bottle to the female Turk who caught it deftly, dropped it gently to the ground and spun it. To her great surprise (and Reno's, though it was a different kind of surprise), it stopped at Tseng. The Turk leader stared at the offensive bottle like it was a serpent poised to strike, before he raised his wide eyes to gawk at Elena.
The girl was currently doing some sort of macarena, with pink hearts floating in the background.
As one, the President and his remaining male Turks shuddered.
Tseng turned a stiff neck to face Reno. "Help," he said simply. The redhead Turk opened his mouth, then closed it again. Elena had gotten Tseng fair and square. There was virtually nothing he could do. Sighing, he shrugged his shoulders. The Turk leader gulped, then whirled round to discover a delighted Elena inches away from his face, eyes wide with anticipation, lips puckered.
Tseng scrambled backwards on his posterior in record time.
Dignity is everything, the Wutain repeated over and over again in his mind, face burning with mortification at his last reaction. Elena pouted, looking slightly hurt, while Rufus laughed. "I don't believe I've seen you like this before, Tseng. I'm glad to see you -are- human after all."
Taking a deep breath, Tseng closed his eyes, indicating his surrender. Giggling, Elena pulled him closer to her and pressed her lips on his. Reno contorted his face into a revolted expression, before it slowly changed into a smirk that grew larger by the second. Rufus stared at redhead with suspicion. "What are -you- thinking about?"
"You'll see," the redhead said cryptically.
Finally, the girl let go of her leader, then bounced around the hall in obvious happiness. Tseng went straight to Reno, expecting him to be angered by this, but found him smiling instead.
"Reno?" Tseng asked, concerned with his strange behaviour.
"She just kissed me indirectly," Reno told him in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear.
Elena tripped and fell. "WHAT?!"
"He kissed me earlier, remember?" Reno reminded her with a smirk.
The female Turk bolted for the bathroom, shrieking. Tseng stared after her. Clinking his wine glass with Reno's to congratulate him for his brilliance, Rude spoke. "...nice one...Reno."
"Thanks, Rude ol' pal."
*
Rufus glanced at his watch. "It's about time, Turks. Merry Christmas and thank you for the nice evening."
"Nice?" Reno asked, laughing.
The young President smiled. "It was entertaining for a lonely orphan like me. Come again sometime, eh?"
"...New Year's," Rude said.
Elena pumped her fist into the air. "Yes, Sir! And we can cook for you again!"
Tseng nodded, then waved. "We'll see you tomorrow, Sir."
"Yes. Good night." Rufus waved goodbye as the Turks headed down the street. He watched silently as his sloppiest elite whipped out a crumpled mistletoe from his jacket with a triumphant grin. With a similar cheeky grin, his top Turk grabbed the redhead and kissed him again. The one sane Turk shook his head like a matyred parent disapproving the ebullience of immature children, while his only female Turk collapsed once again on the streets. Closing the door, he chuckled. What would he do without them? Ah...at least the chaos was over.
"ZIR!"
Rufus blinked at the familiar voice, then gawked at the sight of his chef standing at the foot of the stairs, his hair standing on end, with an electric current running frequently down his handlebar moustache. Smoke was even drifting from his blackened body. "But you...what the hell happened to you?"
"They, zir," the chef pointed an accusing finger at a group of blushing maids. "They electrocuted me!"
"We thought he was neglecting his duties and sleeping, Sir!" a maid piped up.
"We tried to wake him but he just wouldn't awaken, so..." a second maid added.
Rufus coughed to disguise his laughter. "Yes, hehehe, uh, I'm sorry that happened. You will find that your kitchen is now deserted."
"Those ruffianz are gone? Oh thank the maker!" the french chef heaved a sigh of relief before rushing to check on his beloved territory.
"You there," Rufus called to a particularly pretty maid. She hurried over, blushing shyly. Smirking, the young President gently lifted her chin with his hand, whispering softly. "What's your name?"
"Ali-"
"SACRE BLEU! MONSIEUR! THEY HAVE DESTROYED MY PRECIOUS KITCHEN! IT IZ RUINED! RUINED!! LOOK AT ZIS, EGG STAINS ALL OVER ZEE TABLE AND-"
The maid giggled as Rufus buried his head in his hands. So much for the chaos being over...
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Author's note:
(gong sounds) And it is done! Whoo haha hoo, so proud of myself! I hope that extra bit at the end didn't bore you. ^^;;
Thank you for being so encouraging through the fic! I really hope you enjoyed it. (bows)
(turns chibi and runs round in circles) Review! Review! Review!