Title: The Shirt
Author: kajamiku
Fandom: FF7 (Advent Children)
Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own anything -sigh-
Characters: Reno, Rufus
Summary/Notes: Just a little drabble I wrote in the car when I was going to the university today. I had to write something with this idea; Reno relentlessly bugging Rufus is just so amusing to me...
Hmm, what happened to that shirt? XD
The Shirt
"Ne, Shachou?"
Rufus's eyes flickered up. They briefly rested on his redheaded subordinate, a momentary decision as to whether or not it would be productive to actually listen to the man, before returning to the paperwork he was working on.
Reno's face adopted a mild pout when he realised he was being ignored. Taking a more direct route to gaining the president's attention, the TURK moved up closer to the desk, dropped his elbows onto the surface and interlinked his fingers to rest his chin upon.
He could remain staring at Rufus for as long as necessary, all night if he had to. It had happened before after all.
But there was no need.
It took only a minimal amount of time to regain the blonde man's attention, and Reno got a pen bouncing off of his forehead for his trouble.
"What is it?" Pissed off, impatient and stressed. Reno smirked at the uncharacteristic expression.
"I said, mind if I borrow one of your shirts."
Rufus frowned. "Why?" It wasn't as if the redhead usually asked permission to steal, destroy or otherwise wreck someone's day. "What happened to yours?"
He appeared to remember the moment that Reno opened his mouth to speak.
"Well the fact that a certain someone ripped the sleeve, and the buttons are all over your bedroom carpet might have something to do with it."
Rufus rubbed his temples, using the hand to hide his face. Seeing that the man wasn't going to say anything, Reno continued. "Then again, I guess I could just go around like this. When people ask I can just say, 'well last night-'"
"Fine."
"Hm? You say something Shachou?" The expression the TURK was wearing made Rufus want to grievously injure him, and he was in such a convenient proximity too…
"I said fine. Take the damn shirt." Take the whole wardrobe! Just shut up! The paperwork was abandoned while the president attempted to quell his oncoming headache and tried to resist flashbacks to the previous night.
Ignorance really was bliss.
Reno gave a slight one-handed salute, brushing a hand through his hair as he turned to leave. "Much obliged."
The smugness in the tone made the president of ShinRa want to hit his head on the desk. But he wondered for a moment whether he should add something mildly threatening and melodramatic; such as 'tell anyone and die', but then decided that such a thing probably went without saying.
I need to get a lock on that door…
Hee hee, I don't know if that was IC or not, but it amused me to no end! XP
Of course my amusement doubled when my brother came in and read it over my shoulder... try changing 'shirt' to 'skirt' and you'll die laughing like I did! XDD