Reno promptly put his feet up on the desk when he came in for work the following morning. Elena rolled her eyes as she went for a sip of her coffee. When Rude came in, sunglasses still on, he worldlessly handed Reno a folder that looked thick with letters before sitting at his own desk.

"Excellent," Reno said slowly, a mischevious grin forming on his face.

"What are you up to now, Reno?" Elena inquired. Whenever Reno had that look, it meant bad news for everybody.

Reno thought about it for a moment, then finally decided she couldn't ultimately hurt his latest master plan. "Fine fine, I'll let you in on this one 'Laney." He got up from his desk with the folder and came over to hers, and opened it for her to see.

Inside was letters that had been carefully handwritten, on pink decorated stationary. The writer had even managed to find himself, or likely herself, a pink pen with which to write them with. Elena glanced them over, then looked at Reno condescendingly. "You're intercepting someone's mail now?"

"Love letters. And not just anyone's love letters; Tseng's."

Elena blinked, then looked at the letters again. The writer didn't indicate either their own name or the name of whoever they were sending them to, preceeding or within the messages. "How do you know they're his?" she asked.

Reno glanced over at Rude and smiled. "Rude went through his desk secretly," he said.

Elena looked at the bald giant, surprised. "You're in on this ridiculous scheme too?"

Rude said nothing, preferring to stick to his current work.

"So what's the point of this, anyway?" Elena asked. "Why are you spying on our boss?"

"We're just curious as to who he's seeing. The man never tells us anything about himself, so it's about damn time we found out for ourselves, don't you think?"

"It's an invasion of privacy, you know."

"You can't honestly tell me you're not curious?"

Elena thought it over. Obviously she was jealous of whoever this person was, but she was also concerned with Tseng finding out ahead of time that they were spying on him. He always somehow knew stuff like that before you were ready for him to, and would plan accordingly although he wouldn't quite give away that he knew until the very end. If you tried to prank Tseng for an extended period of time, he'd subtly turn it around on you and then you were always the one left pranked.

Elena gave her own playful smile and spoke quietly. "So what's next? Tap his phone?"

"Already done," Reno said, gleeful that he had managed to get Elena of all people into his latest game. "About a week ago. We've found something interesting too, there's an unlisted number that calls him on his cellphone every night late at night."

"You don't think it's just his mother or a sibling checking up on him?"

"He's an orphan. Besides, if it was, I would've been able to find her easily in the Shinra computers. Where we store the electronic IDs for the trains we also have criminal records and personal history."

"That's kinda unnerving to know that anybody with clearance could know everything about you, just like that," Elena thought out loud.

"That's Shinra for you. They have dirt on everybody."

Yes, I know, the chapters are getting shorter as I go along. But they're coming out faster than ever! This would've been posted last night if not for the site's server bugging out on me. Oh well.

This is going to be a hilariously fun story arc to write, so expect updates. No official schedule though, work still owns my life :)