Author's Notes: I love you all, I love this story, and I hate President Bush... And Rinoa... And Nobou's Leaving of Square-Enix! cries I love you Nobou, so I am dedicating this chapter to you, even though you don't know it. General disclaimers. I don't own Nobou Uematsu, but I love him and I wish he hadn't left. If I owned Square-Enix Aeris wouldn't have died because it made me cry, but Rufus wouldn't have either. Um... I DO own the ideas, even though I don't own everything. And I love my leviathan...

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Now on to the story:

"Thanks Tseng," Rude mumbled as he straightened his tie.

"No problem," the Wutain smiled at his friend, "Besides, all of us needed time off."

"I mean... You got us a weeks-paid vacation, the best hotel suite in Wutai, and the Pagoda itself for our wedding. That is a lot!"

"It still have my methods," Tseng laughed as his nervous Turk paced the room.

"You'll be there right?" Rude asked, the man still nervous about it all.

"It would take a force of nature, or at least my father to keep me away. I have raised you two since you were barely teens, and I couldn't be happier for you."

"Thanks Tseng."

"I have to go get ready. Go make sure Reno isn't getting drunk."

"Yes sire Tseng."

So alone the rather stoic man slipped out of hotel and headed to the sacred mountains. He stood alone in the fire cave, staring at the flames that blacked his path. Those were simply handled by placing his mastered Leviathan summon in a slot near the flames that blocked his path. Few knew of this place, and only Tseng frequented it. In years long forgotten by his people, this was a sacred place, a place for ceremonies. Now Tseng would come here one every few months and draw strength from it.

The Turk moved through the caves to the oldest natural part, a place covered in ancient paintings and filled with old ritual objects. It was a shame that Shin-Ra had destroyed his culture, but Tseng could handle this alone. From the waist up he stripped his body before adding incense to a natural flame in the corner. The smoke filled the room and wrapped around Tseng as he knelt nearby, his eyes closed a moment as he prayed.

"Mighty Leviathan, lord of my soul and my ancestors, hear my plea. Recognize my words and come to me. Know my voice and speak through it. View my body's deeds and mark them as your will. See my heart and heal it. Fill my head and cleanse it. Devour my soul and by doing so restore it."

The smoke had now clouded the Turk's opened eyes and grew thick as fog. Water could be heard rushing like a river past him, but he did not move. Finally the Turk's stillness was rewarded and from the waters a serpentine being rose. The summon's head paused close to Tseng's and he could feel its breath on him.

"Why sssstill come when otherssss refussse?" the sea serpent asked, hissing his words.

"Because you are my power, my master."

"Good. Normally you would not be here for another two monthsssss Tsssseng. Sssssomething wrong my sssservant? Or have you had another near death exxperienccce?"

"It is Reno and Rude... They want me to wed them. I am too impure to do such a thing..."

"Ssssso you come to me early to be cleanssssed? Amasssing, and I thought a Turk asssking for my blessssingssss and power all thosssse yearsssss ago wasssss odd. You've come here regularly for over thirty-ssssix yearsssss ssso I may help you deal with your ssssstatissss, never onssssse underssstanding. How isssss my mossssst faithful ssssservant one that abandoned hisssssssssssss people?"

"I'm the only one who understands you, and still believes. Please, grant me this. Purify my for their sake, and so that when I return to Shin-Ra I can do so wholly, pure, ready to be a Turk."

"Fine... But I ssssssssensssssse you will never return here..."

With that the water rose up around Tseng and attempted to drown him in its power. Just as swiftly they retreated, their color now black or crimson.

"No go.... Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssee is I care."

"Thank you lord. I will return, despite your constant pessimism. You make me strong."