Thanks for the reviews! This chapter has a little more humor in it, but
it's nice. Sorry, Sephi fans, not much in this chapter, but he'll return
soon! My Fenice helped me write this (she wrote several stories, you might
have read hers?). She's not only a big Sephi fan but also Reno so I needed
her help on this. (Her computers broke so she hasn't posted, for her loyal
fans out there!)
Enjoy this!
Chapter 4
You couldn't trust people. That's one thing that Rufus had learned over the years; people were fakes, they feigned emotion and compassion and sympathy and left you to rot as soon as the chance arose.
Rufus sat against the wall, hugging his knees and listening the sounds of footsteps walking past. He had not done any work that day, nor the day before, since the day his father had hit him a week ago. He knew his father would be furious, but he had no motivation.
"Sir? What are you doing in here?"
Rufus looked up and saw Tseng approaching.
"Tseng, I - hello."
Tseng sat by him, flipping his hair over his shoulder.
"You've been sneaking around; I can't be a bodyguard when the body I'm guarding is missing."
"I'm here, you've found me."
Tseng stared at Rufus for a moment.
"What's wrong?"
Rufus hesitated.
"I - I'm just a bit distressed," he said softly. "Have you - have you ever felt attracted to - um," Rufus hesitated.
"What is it?"
"Well - to a boy? No, I mean, to a man. Even though you're perfectly straight?"
Tseng laughed. Rufus stared at him.
"It's not a joke! Don't laugh at me! I'm being perfectly serious."
"I'm sorry, it really isn't funny, it's just - well, you're a teen. Teen- agers are always jittery about their sexuality, it's nothing no one else has gone through. Many straight people even have to test their sexuality, some several times, before they can really tell themselves that they're straight," Tseng put his hand on Rufus' shoulder reassuringly.
"Have you?"
A blush spread across Tsengs cheeks.
"Have I what?"
"Tested it?"
"Well........."
"Tell me! You have to tell me!"
"Well - maybe once."
"With who?" Rufus was suddenly interested.
"It's really quite personal." Tseng said softly, his voice shaking as he spoke.
"Tell me!"
Tseng hesitated.
"Please?" Rufus leaned his head on Tsengs shoulder.
Tseng stood.
"I've got to go, I'll - "
"Fine, run away from me."
"I'm not - "
"Just go, shoo - I'll just mope here."
Tseng gave Rufus a look.
"Don't go wandering off. Stay here," Tseng said, and left the room.
"Whatever."
Rufus stood and brushed off his white pants. He grumbled for a moment and turned to the door of the Turks Lounge, deciding to wait for Tseng in there. As he opened the door, he was struck by the sudden thought that the Lounge had been ramsacked. Papers were everywhere, files that seemed to be important - and confidential - were everywhere. Rufus picked up a few papers and set them on the table, when he saw Reno's jacket. Had something happened to him? Why were the papers on the floor?
Rufus raised his eyes and saw long wild red hair - red hair belonging to Reno - and -
"OmiGOD!"
Reno turned and looked at Rufus, his palm smashing Rude in the face as he pushed him away.
"Rufus! Hi! What - what're YOU doing here?" Reno tittered nervously.
"What are you DOING here?!"
Reno tittered again, his face nearly as red as his hair.
"Rude's taking a Med. Class, and, uhhhhh, he's practicing his CPR. I told him I didn't want him to practice on me - Damn you Rude, I said NO!"
Rude stared at Reno, or at least, the palm of Reno's hand. He pushed Reno's hand away an said monotonously, "I apologize. I misunderstood. I though you said you wouldn't mind."
Reno giggled nervously, almost a cackle, and hit Rude away.
"You're a silly ecchi, you know that, baldy?"
"..." Rude said, or, didn't say.
"Dear God," Rufus said putting his hand on his mouth.
"You need something, sir?" Reno asked, standing from the table on which he was sitting - or laying, whichever - and crossing his arms over his chest in a macho like pose.
"You're - " Rufus couldn't help but stare.
"What? Is it important? Rude, when's that Med. Exam of yours?" Reno asked Rude. Rufus noticed that Reno's fly was down.
Rude shrugged.
"Well you should go study. Sorry, sir, but Rude really needs to study. See you," Reno said, took Rude by his thick wrist and walked out of the Lounge.
"Oh, my God."
Enjoy this!
Chapter 4
You couldn't trust people. That's one thing that Rufus had learned over the years; people were fakes, they feigned emotion and compassion and sympathy and left you to rot as soon as the chance arose.
Rufus sat against the wall, hugging his knees and listening the sounds of footsteps walking past. He had not done any work that day, nor the day before, since the day his father had hit him a week ago. He knew his father would be furious, but he had no motivation.
"Sir? What are you doing in here?"
Rufus looked up and saw Tseng approaching.
"Tseng, I - hello."
Tseng sat by him, flipping his hair over his shoulder.
"You've been sneaking around; I can't be a bodyguard when the body I'm guarding is missing."
"I'm here, you've found me."
Tseng stared at Rufus for a moment.
"What's wrong?"
Rufus hesitated.
"I - I'm just a bit distressed," he said softly. "Have you - have you ever felt attracted to - um," Rufus hesitated.
"What is it?"
"Well - to a boy? No, I mean, to a man. Even though you're perfectly straight?"
Tseng laughed. Rufus stared at him.
"It's not a joke! Don't laugh at me! I'm being perfectly serious."
"I'm sorry, it really isn't funny, it's just - well, you're a teen. Teen- agers are always jittery about their sexuality, it's nothing no one else has gone through. Many straight people even have to test their sexuality, some several times, before they can really tell themselves that they're straight," Tseng put his hand on Rufus' shoulder reassuringly.
"Have you?"
A blush spread across Tsengs cheeks.
"Have I what?"
"Tested it?"
"Well........."
"Tell me! You have to tell me!"
"Well - maybe once."
"With who?" Rufus was suddenly interested.
"It's really quite personal." Tseng said softly, his voice shaking as he spoke.
"Tell me!"
Tseng hesitated.
"Please?" Rufus leaned his head on Tsengs shoulder.
Tseng stood.
"I've got to go, I'll - "
"Fine, run away from me."
"I'm not - "
"Just go, shoo - I'll just mope here."
Tseng gave Rufus a look.
"Don't go wandering off. Stay here," Tseng said, and left the room.
"Whatever."
Rufus stood and brushed off his white pants. He grumbled for a moment and turned to the door of the Turks Lounge, deciding to wait for Tseng in there. As he opened the door, he was struck by the sudden thought that the Lounge had been ramsacked. Papers were everywhere, files that seemed to be important - and confidential - were everywhere. Rufus picked up a few papers and set them on the table, when he saw Reno's jacket. Had something happened to him? Why were the papers on the floor?
Rufus raised his eyes and saw long wild red hair - red hair belonging to Reno - and -
"OmiGOD!"
Reno turned and looked at Rufus, his palm smashing Rude in the face as he pushed him away.
"Rufus! Hi! What - what're YOU doing here?" Reno tittered nervously.
"What are you DOING here?!"
Reno tittered again, his face nearly as red as his hair.
"Rude's taking a Med. Class, and, uhhhhh, he's practicing his CPR. I told him I didn't want him to practice on me - Damn you Rude, I said NO!"
Rude stared at Reno, or at least, the palm of Reno's hand. He pushed Reno's hand away an said monotonously, "I apologize. I misunderstood. I though you said you wouldn't mind."
Reno giggled nervously, almost a cackle, and hit Rude away.
"You're a silly ecchi, you know that, baldy?"
"..." Rude said, or, didn't say.
"Dear God," Rufus said putting his hand on his mouth.
"You need something, sir?" Reno asked, standing from the table on which he was sitting - or laying, whichever - and crossing his arms over his chest in a macho like pose.
"You're - " Rufus couldn't help but stare.
"What? Is it important? Rude, when's that Med. Exam of yours?" Reno asked Rude. Rufus noticed that Reno's fly was down.
Rude shrugged.
"Well you should go study. Sorry, sir, but Rude really needs to study. See you," Reno said, took Rude by his thick wrist and walked out of the Lounge.
"Oh, my God."
