Disclaimer: The almighty one does not own Final Fantasy VII or it's characters, although she's recently taken to drawing them. So her pics belong to her. :D
Good t'see the Disclaimery thing ain't dissing me no more. And I apoligise for the name of the 'target'. I was looking for something which was masculinely slutty. Ha!
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"Okay, now that I've sufficiantly scared you, we can go find our guy!"
Reno helped Safiria off his motorbike, she wasn't about to get off herself. She had been clinging on to himfor dear life as Reno swerved through the traffic. In the rain. Without helmets. Reno, being the asshole that he was, thought he'd have a little bit of funthen almost lost control, but he acted as if he had meant it and righted the bike by pushing his leg out against the wall they were about to collide with to keep them upright.
"I-I wasn't s-scared."
"Sure you weren't. That's why you were almost cutting of the circulation of blood flow from my waist down. You nearly enstrangulated me."
"Oh, y-you're just full of b-big words to-today, aren't you?"
"I've come to the conclusion that the last time you said thatwasn't a compliment, so I'll pretend you didn't say that. Or I could just tell everyone back at work that you're currently accepting elevator invites."
Safiria grumbled and looked out from behind the trees that they were hidden in. There wasn't anything unusual going on, so she wondered why they were here.
"If you see a guy that resembled Don Corneo, kill him. Easy as that."
Safiria looked around, slightly confused. "There are a lot of bimbonic fat guys walking around sir."
"Okay, maybe this might help."
Holding up a photo fo Safiria to see, he waited until she had gotten a clear picture in her head. The man in the photo had the same blonde hair as Corneo, and the same lecherous eyes. He wasn't a robust character though, but tall and slim.
"Who's he?"
Reno scanned the area outside the trees before replying. "That would be his son. He thinks he can do my job better than me."
"No need to ask you what you other job is..." Safiria muttered to herself.
"Chasing ladies happens to be a very rewarding job."
"I'm sure it is. I take it that getting blitzed is your favourite pastime?"
Reno ignored he, and pointed out a man standing outside a bar. "That's one of his guards. Just outside that bar over there. He must be inside."
"A bit early to be in a bar is it not sir?"
Reno hid his laugh from her. If he had the choice, he'd live his days out in a bar. As long as it had some girls in it. Hiding hisEMR inside his jacket, he made his way to the bar, telling Safiria to act as if they weren't here to kill anyone. She hid her weapons of choice in her inside trouser legs. The perfect place to hide two small, but vicious looking daggers. One was made of silver, tinged with a blue sheen, while the other one was made of a black metallic substance, and they had the annoying abilities of draining ice and dark magic to restore the user.
"So Saff my girl, about time you let me take you out!"
Safiria was about to give him a sharp reply when he hissed in her ear. "Act natural or you'll blow our cover."
"Uhh...Yeah, I figured you had begged me long enough. I got tired of seeing you come over to me on your knees and grovelling."
Reno was beginning to regret his particular choice of subject, because she was free to embarass him as long as no one knew who they were.
"Yep, well I knew it was worth it when I heard about what you did to my friend when there was a powercut in the bar..."
Safiria's face turned a bright shade of crimson, but Reno couldn't tell whether she was angry or embarassed. The colour was enhanced due to the fact that her hair was blue and the red contrasted with her icy coloured eyes as well.
They walked the rest of the way to the bar in silence, occasionally glaring at each other. As they entered, they were hit by a cloud of smoke. It didn't bother Reno, he smoked all the time, but as soon as it hit Safiria's nose, she started choking. After laughing at her, Reno patted her back and told her to breathe with her hand over her mouth. After she had gotten used tot he smoke, he went over to the bar and ordered two drinks. Safiria stared at hers while Reno sipped his own.
"Ah, drinking on the job. Nothing like it, is there?"
"I don't drink..."
"You will by the time your finished with your rookie status." Reno grinned at her before drinking some more.
Safiria leaned over to whisper to him. "Is there a reason that you're talking out loud about this?"
"Yeah, this rebel group like to think they're a bit of an army. They even get promotions. How lame."
"So...why exactly is he on the ever extending hit list?"
"Well, the Corneo kid started up his own little rebel faction. To get back at us for killing his old man. Good times...Anyway, he's a bit like Don Corneo, and thinks he's a better womaniser than me, so I told Tseng I wanted the job."
"You're wierd..."
"And then there's the fact that he nabbed one of our guys. If you hadn't been hiding from me all day, you would have noticed that Ayaka hasn't turned up for work. Her and 'Lena went out yesterday night on a mission for Tseng, and 'Lena came back looking a bit beaten. It was a trap."
Safiria turned around on her stool to think about how a bunch of fools like Corneo had managed to trick the Turks, when she came face to face with a pair of hazel eyes. She only recognised them when she realised that they were from the photo Reno had shown her.
"Is this stool taken?" The voice issuing from his mouth was a smooth, cool one, the type that most women fell for. But Safiria wasn't most women.
"What are you, blind? Does it look like anyone's sitting on it?"
The man beside her let out a laugh that sounded as though it had been practiced for years. "II'm sure I've met you somewhere before..."
"Yeah, that's why I don't go there anymore."
"Uhh, yeah...So, how's life? What sort of work do you do? Lap dancing?"
"Actually, I'm a female impersonator."
Beside her, Safiria could hear a barely audible laugh, followed by choking as Reno tried to swallow his drink. Her reply however, did not seem to deter Riko, as he was named. He flashed a smile at her and took the stool next to her.
'Oh great', she thought, 'now I'm stuck in between the two biggest philanderers I've ever met...'
"Okay, since you seem reluctant to talk to me, how about giving me your number?"
"Sure, it's in the phone book."
"Okay, but I'd need to know you name for that. Tell me, what name haveyou been graced with?"
"That's in the phone book as well, genius."
"At least let me buy you a drink?"
Riko continued talking to her, apparentlyoblivious to the fact that he was being given the cold shoulder."You don't seem to be drinking it. Can't hold your drinks?"
At this, Safiria lifted her glass and drained the orangish substance in one go. She wasn't about to let a blonde bimbo refer to her as a light weight, although she probably weighed less than the stool she was sitting on.
"Well would you look at that, the little bird can drink. I'll go find the barman and get you another."
As Riko stood up to go find the barman, Reno nudged her with his elbow. She turned to him, rubbing her throat which felt like it had a hole burning through it.
"Nice one Saff. You really shouldn't down drinks like that in one go, but I'll admit, it got his attention. You do realise what he's doing?"
"I'm fully aware what he's doing."
Reno turned back to his drink. In the time it had taken Safiria to drink one, he had gone through about three. "Just making sure you knew."
He turned around again when he heard Safiria laugh at him. "Aww, are you jealous sir?"
"Shut up."
"Well, I have to say, his chat up lines are a lot better than yours. How does it feel to be second best?"
"I said shut up. And he's coming back over."
Safiria turned around in Riko's direction. He had brought the barman back from wherever he was, and ordered him to bring two drinks. When they arrived, she couldn't help but notice that the barman took longer to prepare hers, and that he waited a while before putting it on the counter. Reno seemed to notice this too and gave her a warning glance.
"Well, drink up! Let's see that drinking prowess in action!"
"Sure. Wow, that guy's hot!"
This seemed to have been the right thing to say, for Riko glared over in the direction of Safirias gaze, although she hadn't saw anyone. While he wasn't looking, she swapped her glass with one of Reno's empty ones.
"What guy are you talking about? Oh, that was quick. I guess you can take your drink after all..."
"Yeah, I learned from the best."
Beside her, Reno laughed into his drink again, only he didn't choke.
"Hey, come with me and we can find somewhere more...private."
Riko got up and started making his way towards the other side of the bar, and Safiria turned to Reno, who told her to go after him.
"I'll take out all his guards. Make sure you know where Aya is before you kill him, I know how much you want him dead, yo?"
"Heh heh..."
Safiria stood up and followed Riko, while Reno looked for the guards. He had noticed which people had kept their eyes on Riko while he was on hs own, they could only be his bodyguards. He shuffled off, nobody noticing him. He was a twig waiting to be stepped on compaired to the other men in the bar. He walked behind each of the guards, paralyzing them with his weapon, so that they couldn't do anything but stand still. When he was satisfied that they were all taken care of, he made his way to the door Riko had gone through. Putting a hand on the door knob, he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Fuck..."
He hadn't counted on the barman being an associate. Not to cause a ruckus, he allowed the barman to steer him towards the fire exit behind the building.
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Safiria stepped into a room with blackened lighting. The dim glow of the lights gave her a feeling of dread. Looking around, the room consisted of not much furniture. There were two chairs and a table, next to a bed which took up most of the room.
"Have a seat."
Riko had appeared behind her. He motioned to the chairs and table, and Safiria took the seat closest to the door. They had come up a flight of steps, before passing two rooms and ending up here.
"So, what brings you all the way out here? It's dangerous for young girls, you know."
"I'm not a child. And I came here with a friend."
Safiria tried to look disorientated, because Riko was counting on her having finished her spiked drink.
"That friend who ignored you? That wasn't vey nice of him...How could he ignore something so cute?"
"Again, you're using words that you would say to a child. I'm old enough to look after myself."
"It sure seems that way..." Riko's eyes glittered. "Are you old enough to look after me?"
Safiria laughed in the most high pitched, girlishly fluttering voice she could make. This seemed to make Riko grin even more.
"Of course I am!"
When she replied, Riko leaned back in his chair, convinced that he had scored for the night. At this, Safiria pulled out her twin daggers, raising one to his throat.
"I'll takereal good care of you. So, what happened to my friend? The one you grabbed yesterday night?"
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Reno leaned against the wall of the building, holding his neck. When he had stepped outside, he was just in time to see more guards before they pinned him to the wall by his throat.
"So, what's your buisiness here anyway? Gonna get back at my boss for stealing your friend away? The best man won, I say."
The guards laughed at the barmans joke and waited for Reno's reply.
"Of course the better man won, and this is certainly no way to treat a winner!"
His smart ass reply earned him a hard kick to the gut.
"Now behave little boy. You should learn not to mess with Corneo. It isn't good for your health, y'see? Now, where did you come from anyways? You sure didn't come from the station. What are you here for, apart from letting the boss steal your girl?"
The goons surounding Reno laughed again, abviously thinking that this was the funniest thing in the world to see.
"Well, unless you're a complete asshole-" This time, a fist collided with the right side of his jaw. "...Then you'd know that she's not my girl. Two people don't wear the same uniform for the fun of it, my stupid friend." Right on cue, he felt another blow to the left this time. "She's my rookie-" The next blow was an uppercut, raising Reno from the ground, and slumping down the wall. "Okay...That one was uncalled for..." Spitting out some blood, he tried to stand again, only to be kicked back down.
"This is gonna hurt in the morning"
This time, it was the baman who laughed. "Too bad for you sonny, you ain't gonna live to see another mornin'."
The rest of the goons started laughing as well, until Reno pulled a gun from his inside pocket.
"Not if I have a say in the matter."
Firing shots in all directions, the goons slumped to the ground one after another, until only the barman was standing. Clenching his fists, he ran at the red head, launching a fist towards him but missing. Reno pulled a sideflip, landing neatly beside the back door. Aiming a shot for the stunned barman, he pulled the trigger and stepped back inside.
The noise in he bar hit Reno as he opened the door. Flicking his firey hair, he moved quickly towards the door, checking that the other guards were still immobilized. Seeing that they were all gone, he moved quicker towards the door, knowing fine well that they had gone to check on their boss. The noise in the bar seemed to have drowned out the gunshots he had fired, so no one seemed to notice that he was up to something. When he climbed the staircase and entered the hall above, he saw a figure in a black suit with lilac hair checking for a pulse on one of the guards.
"Well, that takes care of him. Heh heh, I rock."
"I'm sure you do Aya. You should demonstrate your prowess sometime with me. Where's Saff?"
As if waiting for Reno to say this, the door on the room was burst down, followed by Safiria being thrown bodilly with it.
"Ugh...I don't recommend going in there, unless you value your life...Oww."
"Don't be so weak Saff. I take it that he has a penchant for vicious creatures like his old man then, yo?"
"Not exactly...Damn, that hurts..." she gasped, holding her chest.
Reno gave Safiria a funny look, before looking in the doorway. Grinning at him from inside was a familiar looking face. His weapon was pretty familiar too. As was the silver hair, which now had a bit more life in it.
"I agree with Saff...Who's for escaping?"
"Not you anyway! I'm going toshow you how toreally kick someone on the face!"
"Oh shit..."
Ayaka looked in the doorway in time to see Reno fly back out, hitting the wall and slumping to the floor. After that, he didn't get back up. Safiria crawled to where Reno was and checked for a pulse, although she wasn't satisfied with the faint beating. Before Yazoo could do anymore damage, she cast a seal where the door should have been, not allowing him to come near them.
"You know, I'm going to get you all. It's only a matter of time, so you should just give up now and stop prolonging your suffering."
Ignoring him, Ayaka helped Safiria to her feet, then slung Reno's arm around her shoulder to support his weight.
"Aww darn, he's heavier than he looks...Jeezo, his nickname is now heavy-load!"
"Believe me Aya, he'd twist your words and take it as a compliment. C'mon, we should hurry. That ain't gonna hold him in there for long...Ugh."
Ignoring Yazoo's endless stream of taunts and threats, they made their way down the stairs. The bar was still bustling, the people inside oblivious to anything that was outside the room. Making their way to where Reno had hidden his bike, Ayaka attempted to dump him behind a bush.
"As much as I'd love to get rid of him, Tseng would have our throats." Safiria told her.
"Life's not fair, is it? Can't you teleport or something?"
"If I could teleport, do you think we'd be in this mess?"
"Fair do's..."
"Pick Reno up. I need his keys."
Leaning him against a tree, they both started searching his pockets. Ayaka started giggling when they found them.
"He would SO be enjoying this if he was conscious. Do you think he looks different?"
Both girls looked closely at Reno. Something was different.
"Maybe it's the bruising that's starting to appear...?"
Ayaka shook her head. "Nah...Is his hair longer? It's hanging in his face more."
"Big improvement. But I don't think his hair could growthat quickly. Maybe it's-"
Ayaka looked curiously at Safiria as she looked at Reno in horror, and checked to see if Yazoo had come after them. "What's up?"
"Oh for the love of...He's gonnamurder me! He'll find some way to blame me, I just know it!"
Again, Ayaka gave Safiria a curious look. "Uhh...which would be because...?"
"His freakin' goggles! I heard he took the hand off of the last guy who eventouched them!"
"That's not true. He shot the guy in the head from my information, and I'm like, info central when it comes to Shinra gossip."
"You'reso not helping! Uhh...We can blame Yazoo! Yeah, it was all his fault anyways."
"Whoa there, sister! We? You're on your own with this one."
"Oh shut up and help me get him on the bike. How does this thing work?"
"Beats the hell outta me...It looks like three'll fit on it anyway. I'll let you drive, so if we crash, I don't have to take the blame!"
Safiria jumped on, then helped lift Reno on. Climbing behind Reno, Ayakaagain started giggling.
"He would enjoy this too!"
Managing to get the bike started, Safiria struggled to turn the bike around. She didn't realise how powerful it really was.
"Damn, how does he ride this thing? With extreme difficulty, I'm guessing."
Eventually righting the bike, she found it a lot easier to keep it stable the faster they went. Picking up speed, they hurried to where one of the main roads that took you to all parts of Midgar. Straining her ears, Safiria listened to what Ayaka was shouting over the roar of the engine.
"Dude, this so totally rocks! We're, like, on a motorbike!"
"You rhymed!"
Both girls burst into fits of giggles, until a gunshot from behind them almost made Safiria swerve. Turning slightly, they could see who the perpetrator of the shots was. Yazoo had finally managed to escape the room in which he was held, and had trailed them on a motorbike of his own. Ayaka's voice made Safiria turn back to face the road.
"Why on earth does he have Corneo riding with him? Surely he wouldn't be interested in working withthat sleazo!"
Turning to look again, Safiria saw that Riko was behind Yazoo, and was also aiming at them with a gun. Feeling a sharp pain in her left arm, she gasped, allowing herself to lose control of the bike. Just as it was about to keel over onto it's side, another few bikes appeared out of nowhere, two of them righting the toppling bike.
"You ladies should get out of here quick. We'll hold the psycho back!"
Ayaka turned her head to see a man with dark hair and a Soldier uniform yelling orders to the rest of his team. A couple of them surrounded their bike, making sure that they wouldn't lose control again. Ayaka continued to watch, as the rest of them veered backwards, aiming to slow down Yazoo. As they got further and further away, she looked forward again, and noticed that Reno was regaining, then losing consciousness.
"Uhh...Saff? I don't think he looks too good. Don't you know any healing spells?"
"I can't teleport, nor do I use white magic. If I could, I wouldn't be trying to steer this thing with one hand! Does that enlighten you a bit more Aya?"
"Jeezo, no need to get snappy!. How far are we from the Shinra building? I'll bet the nurses there know what to do."
One of the soldiers who had been riding with them answered her question for her. "We should be back in about five minutes. Think you can hold on till then?"
Akaya glared as much as she anyone could glare while going full speed on a motorbike. "It's not me that needs it, it's him."
"Yeah, but I can tell that you're thinking of just letting him go. You're all that's keeping him on you know."
"Damn, I guess you caught on to my evil plan, muahahahahahaha!"
Ayaka stopped through her evil laugh when she started choking on it.
"Okay, I get the picture, I shouldn't joke about those things..."
Fifteen minutes later, Ayaka was in Tsengs office telling him what had happened with Safiria, who had a sling around her left arm, and Reno, who had cried and begged until he had gotten morphine and was now looking considerably high.
"Well, what happened after they took you?"
Ayaka grinned, as she always did in serious situations. "I caused such a ruckus, that Corneo gave up trying it on with me, so his guards locked me in a room and forgot about me sir. But I did hear that he was going to be in Kalm for a few days, starting next Wednesday. I don't know if his plans've changed because of his new friend, or if he actually made the plans with him."
"Hmm...I guess something good came out of your kidnap...What about you Reno?"
"Moomba's scare me sir."
Tseng looked at Reno with a look that said 'What is he talking about?' before giving him a look that said 'You're an asshole, get out of my sight!'. Giggling like a naughty schoolgirl, Reno left the room, presumably to sit in the corner of his office to hide from the Moomba's.
"You tell me instead Safiria."
"All I got out of him before that freak sideshow turned up was Ayaka's where abouts. After that, his guards burst in and I was forcefully thrown from the room, door and all. But they seem to be on the same side, they were shooting at us when we tried to away. And there were a bunch of guys who helped us, they looked like Soldier members."
"That would be Wolfe and his team..."
Right on queue, he door aopened and Wolfe walked into the room, looking slightly worse than he had been to begin with.
"Well, we got your Turks in time. Shall we continue looking for the Presidents location sir?"
Tseng thought for a moment. While searching for the President, they had found Yazoo, which meant that Yazoo was also on Rufus Shinra's trail. If they trailed Yazoo, they would probably find the President, but perhaps too late.
"We have no choice. We must find him before Yazoo does...Send your men out immediately."
Saluting, Wolfe left the room. Ayaka turned to Tseng, who was shaking his head and staring at an invisible object on his desk.
"That's the guy. Didn't think we could handle Corneo on our own?"
Sighing, Tseng reluctantly replied, all the while wondering what Elena was thinking when she recruited Ayaka as her rookie. "Actually, we found out a little later that Corneo was working with Yazoo. Unfortuantely, Reno had already left for the assignement, so we couldn't warn him. I also heard from Rude that Yazoo has quite a grudge against Reno, so it was important that we sent out some reinforcements. You two are dismissed. And try not to strain your arm too much Safiria, the last thing I need is a Turk out of action for good, rookie or not."
As Ayaka and Safiria left his office, they could hear him muttering to himself, something along the lines of "How on earth does Ayaka come back in one piece when it washer who was kidnapped...?" Closing the door behind her, Safiria turned in time to see Ayaka being shaken about by Elena, who was saying sorry over and over, and asking if she was hurt.
"Oh my god, I should have kept a better eye on you! Are you hurt? Speak to me!"
"I'm alright, but I'm gonna puke if you don't quit shaking me!"
"Oh, right, sorry!"
Laughing with relief, Elena let Ayaka go, and felt someones arms drape around her shoulders.
"Hey, 'Lena babe! Since I saved your rookie, how about a date?"
"Bug off Reno! I wouldn't even consider going out with you ever!"
"Aww...Nobody loves me around here. Hey Aya, how about a hug for your saviour?"
Aya grinned at Reno, and hugged Safiria, crushing her arm in the process. "Okay, I suppose I could spare a hug for my saviour!"
"OWW! Quit it, you're gonna kill me!"
Ayaka let go of her, grinning and stuck her tongue out at Reno. Safiria started whimpering as sharp pains shot through her arm.
"Let me kiss you better, yo?" Reno held out his arms, and Safiria pointed behind her with her good arm.
"Look, a Moomba!"
And so, Reno screamed like a six year old girl and ran, with his arms flailing, back from whence he came, much to the relief of the three female Turks. They decided to go pay a visit to Rude, avoiding Teioh as well, who they sighted hobbling up the hallway with his crutch.
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Another one done. Phew, I have one serious case of writing syndrome. Which means more soon! Oh boy.
