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7

Dale

He didn't know what to expect when he got there, but not this. They had built houses from wood; there were even a few brick buildings. The wide path they walked along was lined in flame lit torches to light the way. They passed houses where music and singing and screeching was heard, as they got closer to the centre there were even shops, now shut with big 'closed' signs pinned up on the doors, scrawled in an immature hand like the kids had been playing a make believe shop keeper game. But something about the place told him the kids did not play make believe in these buildings. This was as real a town as any other he had been to, even if the population was mostly children.

The centre was expansive and spacious with one large wooden building in the centre and green grass around it where many children were gathered, chatting and eating. Many stared as Jennin led him through, towards the wooden building in the centre. He couldn't help but feel uncomfortable in this place; it was eerie that these kids lived without parents in the middle of a thick forest, in a self-built town that no one knew existed. Their beady eyes staring up at him had an intelligence behind them that he sensed went beyond his own, despite many being less than half his age. A few metres in front of the building they were headed towards stood an odd plinth carved out of wood. Upon it sat a large orb which looked suspiciously like materia, only much larger, and being a sort of purple colour it seemed unusual for materia. It was then that he thought of the right word to describe the exact sort of purple it was: indigo.

They went into the building, through a hall and into a large room with a couple of beds, chairs and cabinets. She almost pushed him into a chair, her expression hard and cold.

'Whop, hello, it's getting a bit kinky all of a sudden.' He thought to himself with an impish grin as she yanked a coil of rope off a peg and began to secure him to the chair. The sense of disturbed sexual excitement was replaced with genuine fear as she tied the rope off tight and bent down to his eye level with a look of anger and hate at him.

"I'll have the Protect Pendant I gave you back now I think. I want you to hurt as much as you made me hurt." She yanked the necklace off once she had unclasped it, and pocketed it. What had she meant? Had he hurt her, he couldn't remember hurting her.

As he furrowed his brows and cast his mind back to a time where he may have accidentally caused her hurt, a good looking tall man with dark brown hair and smooth features came in. His well-conditioned hair was of a similar length to Yuffie's bob-do; only his was softly layered. A few gathered strands of hair swept across his forehead, drawing attention to his bright blue eyes. He made Reno feel jealous immediately, especially when he wrapped his slender, yet muscular arms around Jennin and pecked her cheek lovingly.

"Oi!" The man chucked softly and let go of Jennin, walking up close to the red-head and smirking.

"I don't believe we have been introduced. Though, of course Jennin has told me all about you. I'm Dale." He extended an arm to shake hands with Reno, whose own arms were pinned to his side by the coils of rope. Dale sniggered calmly and shook his head. Reno glared at his captor contemptuously, he didn't take kindly to being tied up at the best of times, but this guy seemed to captivate Jennin more than he had been able to and he didn't like this feeling of anguish that was pooling in the pit of his stomach.

"It's Reno yes?" Reno did not think this woman-stealer deserved an answer to that question.

"Yes. Jennin has told me all about you." He looked at Reno like he was looking at a painting he that he couldn't decide whether he liked or hated, mostly hated Reno thought. He inhaled as if he were bored with the painting before he had fully decided and took his stare away from Reno, pacing up and down humming quietly to himself. Reno didn't know what to think, he stared at Jennin who was sat on the edge of the nearest bed, looking at Dale with wide swooning eyes.

"You are a Turk, yes?" Dale asked. Reno was still in no mood to respond to a guy who had just waltzed in and crushed his heart into a little ball.

"Answer." Dale snapped, all the graceful politeness that had been in his voice before gone. Reno preferred this angry tone rather than the mock friendly tones. When he still refused to answer, Dale paced over to Jennin and thrust an arm around her neck, kissing her passionately. She kissed back just as strongly.

That hurt. That hurt a lot.

"Stop!" Reno burst, he had begun to fall in love with that girl whether he wanted to or not and he couldn't hack watching her kiss another man any longer, he felt sick. Dale straightened up, smirking, Jennin just watched the tall man with a calm smile on her lips.

"Stop? Well, I suppose I could if you answered my questions." He pulled a spare chair up and brought it close to Reno's, a grin plastered firmly on his face. Reno hated him; he hated him more than he hated anything else in the entire world; that arrogant smile, his smooth movements and crisp tones of politeness in his silky voice. He hated him.

"Are you a Turk; a Shinra dogsbody?" Reno spat at him ensuring he brought forth all the mucus he could muster, his lips curled up in anger. Dale's superior smile vanished for a moment while he wiped the offending liquid from his face. He looked over to Jennin before leaning really close to Reno's ear and whispering.

"Do you want to know what she's like in bed? The soft yet invigorating feel of her smooth skin against yours, the perfection of her full, round…"

"Yes I am a Turk." Reno didn't know if he had ever given anyone a stare as cold as he just did to Dale.

"Good, good. I am glad we finally understand one another." That self-satisfied smirk and pompous way he stood up straight again made him wish he had access to his Electro-rod set at full power.

"I would like to ask of you some simple questions before Jennin gets her vengeance on you."

"What for? I've done nothing? I don't understand, Jennin? Please, tell me what's going on?" His insides were like jelly, he couldn't think of one thing he could have done to make her want to do this to him. And if this wasn't vengeful, what did she have in store for him?

"Hush babe, hush. Like I said, there are some things I wanted to make clear to you. Answer Dale first like a good boy now." Jennin had come close to him, behind his chair, and wrapped her arms about his neck, leaning over and pecking him softly on the cheek. Dale took her by the wrist with a dark look on his face and guided her back to the bed.

"Enough of that sweetheart. Enough." Reno felt a flash of triumph over the hint of jealously in the tall mans voice.

"These questions should be simple enough for you to answer, even for the Inferior you are. First; Why have you been sent here?" Reno paused before answering; he wanted to know what they meant about revenge, what he was supposed to have done that was so bad that someone would do this to him. If that meant answering his pompous little questions, then he'd do it.

"Curiosity more than anything else. Shinra Inc were worried about rumours from Mideel of people dying or falling unconscious suddenly and without warning." Dale sniggered and stared at him threateningly

"Do you expect me to believe that? Shinra know about the Indigo Children. I know that, you know that-"

"I didn't know that actually!" Reno snapped, getting angrier by the minute. Dale stared at him for a long time before saying anything.

"Yes. I believe you now. So… despite the Shinra knowing about us and the power we hold they keep it a secret from even their closest workers. Perhaps they do not suspect that it is here that we escaped to. Well. They will know soon now you have started sniffing about the island." These words seemed more of a private thought that he didn't bother containing in his own head than anything else. He quickly moved on to the next question

"Second question; Tell me everything you have learnt of the Indigo Children. I will know if you are lying, there you go; a hint at some of our abilities." He smiled to himself, Reno tried to suppress the disdainful sneer that he so wanted to give this pompous twit and inhaled deeply before answering.

"You're telepathic. More intelligent than most people? You can tell if people are lying? I dunno, other that that you just seem to be good at stealing materia…maybe that's just a kid thing…" He said to himself, the only other materia thief he knew had started that little hobby as a kid, bloody ninja brat. "Oh, and Jennin seemed to use magic without even using materia." He added quickly, really wanting to find out what the hell it was he had done to her.

"Yes. Yes. Other than that? Do you not know what we are planning, anything about the cause of the deaths and comas?" Reno shook his head, hoping he was about to tell him. But it seemed that knowledge would remain unknown for now.

"How many people are with you?"

"Just three others." He found staring at the floor a good way for controlling his anger and resentment at actually answering these questions. Usually he would not crack, no matter how many torture devices were used. The Turk training never prepared him for emotional torture though. He knew they did with people they thought susceptible to it, but Reno never showed any signs that he even had emotions.

"How many know where you four have gone?" Reno wondered if he should check to see if an Indigo Child could really tell whether he was lying or not. But he wanted these questions over with as soon as possible, besides, the information Dale was asking wasn't classified or anything.

"Not including those here, eight. Nine if you count a cat thing. Seven if you discount the cat. (I would.)"

"What? Never mind. That is all. Jennin, he's all yours. And don't be soft on him girl. I felt your pain for what he did to you long before we met. If you don't get proper revenge for yourself, I will do it for you." Jennin nodded and beckoned him over for a quick goodbye kiss before he sauntered off. Reno kept a hard eye on her as she came over and sat next to him. She looked different when she was angry.

TBC………

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Authors note: OK I'm gunna pause here as I think my chapters are too long at the moment I'm gunna try making them shorter! What do you guys think, is it easier to read shorter chapters?