AN: Hello!

Summary: Post AC, Rufus does Tifa a favor by babysitting Marlene. Four Turks, A Shinra President, and a six-year-old. What could happen?

Disclaimer: I do not own FFVII, that would be Square-Enix.

Enjoy!

Rufus cast a glance over to the little girl sitting in an office chair.

Reno's office chair.

It was one heck of a fight to get him to agree, but Elena and her high-heeled boots persuaded him eventually.

The girl sat there wringing her wrists and twiddling her thumbs, while idly swinging her legs back and forth. Wearing that same sleeveless turtle neck and white skirt, with a pink ribbon in her hair. The same ribbon she had worn those years ago. The flowergirl.

He had heard she had died. Murdered really, by the great general Sephiroth. Shame.

But, that was of no relevance to what was happening now.

He had done Tifa a favor by doing this, though not of his free will. Tifa's punches really hurt. One glare from her and he rose his hand, saying "I'll do it."

It shouldn't be too complicated. She was only six after all.

Looking at her again, he remembered the time Reeve had brought her to him.

-------flashback, 2 and a half years ealier------

Rufus lazily laid back in his huge chair in his darkened office. He spared a bored look to the man standing in front of his desk.

The man was Reeve Tuesti, a Shinra company executive. Leaning forward in his chair, he looked over his desk at a small brown haired girl. The girl's hand was clutching Reeve's, and she grasped a small robotic cat in her other arm.

Rufus mentally shook his head. Reeve and his toys.

The girl looked up at him with fearful eyes and whispered. "Papa...!"

He smirked and looked back up at Reeve.

"...the transaction with the keystone is complete and..."

Rufus frowned. Why did everyone in this company have to be so boring? Well...the turks were...fun...in a way.

"...Kyah-I mean Scarlet, is working on the Sister Ray..."

Scratch that, Reeve was hilarious with his nicknames.

"...AVALANCHE is headed towards..."

Rufus slammed his fist down on his desk. "Enough. What about the girl?"

Reeve looked down at the child. "Sir, I don't think kidnapping children was a good idea."

Great, Reeve and his 'morals'. I'm surprise he hasn't turned into Aesop yet. Heh, Aesop. Have to tell that one to Reno.

"Shut up." That made him quiet."The girl's an effective blackmail device. She'll stay until we reach the Temple of the Ancients and complete our plan, understood?"

Amazing how I sound so professional. W-O-W.

The girl scowled up at him, obviously angry at being treated so much like a thing instead of a person. Some object you would steal from your sister to get the last piece of candy. A doll perhaps.

Hmm, philosophical moment there. Need to stop listening to Hojo so much.

"Papa, Tifa, and Cloud will come, I know it!"

He leaned forward and patted her head, even chancing a grin while Reeve was looking away.

"We'll see kid, we'll see."

She released her hold on the cat and dove her hand into her pocket and pulled out...oh, it was a gun, he knew it! No wait...a flower. A yellow one. Well, he was quite the idiot.

Glaring at him, she tossed the flower into his face, scattering petals all over his desk.

Reeve gasped and Rufus growled. "Take her away...now."

Reeve, eyes wide, lifted up the girl and started to carry her away. She peaked over his shoulder and stuck her tounge out at Rufus.

Rufus's eyes went wide and his mouth opened in an 'Eh?' way. Too late, the door clicked shut, leaving the young president alone.

He looked down at his petal covered desk. It was quite the mess but, what's this? A pink hair ribbon...?

Hm, wait. This flower was crushed and moist...She had ruined his files! That...little...

--------end flashback---------

The girl had quite the temper. She might be a handful, but...he had the turks here. How hard could it be? It would be easy. Right? Right...?

AN: Oh gosh, this was so fun to write! I love it! I shall be continuing it! Hey, I bet I'm the only person to write a fic where Rufus and Marlene interact, aren't I?