Theme: Romance/Adventure/Angst
Fandom: Final Fantasy
Characters: Verdot (mentioned), Sephiroth, Angeal Hewley, Genesis Rhapsodos, Cissnei/Shuriken
Pairing: Angeal Hewley x Cissnei/Shuriken
Rating: PG
Word Count: 1588
Summary: Honor can be quite the burden, a rookie TURK learns this first hand and from the most honorable SOLDIER of them all.
Authors Notes: This chapter is somewhat short and not so interesting, but I do assure you that soon things will all become a bit more thrilling for the readers. The next chapter is going to probably contain a fight scene, it all matters on how I feel about the situation at hand, and if I'm going to skip over a part from the original or not. Hang in there!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my imagination and copy of Crisis Core. Don't sue me.

Chapter II
The Name

The little auburn haired beautiful had always dreamed of the day she went on her first mission, sitting beside companions and chatting like friends do, because truth be told, Shuriken did not have many friends. She always thought they would discuss how the mission was going to go, or what kind of celebration was going to happen after the mission. She had figured there would at least be small talk, where there would be stories of previous missions, in which would get her ready for what was to come. However, this was not what the little TURK got from the men that rode in the helicopter with her.

They seemed to entertain themselves while the poor girl was left to her own devises. Genesis had his nose shoved into a book, those blue eyes shining as they scanned over the pages. She found his actions the most interesting out of the three, she almost wanted to rip that book right out of his hands and see for herself what made it so special that he had to read it at this very moment, with that look on his face. However, she wouldn't because there were two more of him then there was of her. Speaking of the other two, they seemed to be idly chattering among themselves and Shuriken wanted so desperately to join them. She wouldn't, no, she couldn't dare do something like that, it would just be rude to say the least.

She bit her lip and turned her gaze from the three companions she had to the small window beside her. She watched the scenery zip past them with little interest, in an attempt to at least look professional instead of gapping at the three like some child. Unconsciously, she rested her heels against the edge of the seat and wrapped her arms around her legs, pulling them close to her small chest as attempted to focus on the world outside of their small helicopter. This wasn't the first time she ever did something like this to seem more like an adult, once before she had been on a training exercise with Verdot and Katana, and the small TURK attempt this. All that happened was Verdot scolding her for trying to be something she was not, but Verdot wasn't here now and couldn't point that out.

"What do they call you?" The young TURK snapped out of her thoughts and turned her brown eyes towards the owner of the voice, Genesis Rhapsodos. She took notice that he hadn't glanced up from his book, merely seemed to be attempting small talk with her. She bit her lip, her shy and quiet nature coming through in this mere second. Genesis seemed to notice this, even though he wasn't looking at her, and spoke once more; "What is your name, TURK? I'd rather not call you by your unit on this mission."

"Shuriken," she answered quietly and dropped her feet to the floor, making no sound. "They call me Shuriken."

"Because of your weapon, yes?" Genesis glanced up just in time to see the small girl nod her little head, a frown forming on his lips. "What is your real name? I'd rather not call you a weapon."

She shook her head, "I can't tell you."

"And why is that?"

"Because," she paused as she realized that the two's small talk had caught the attention of the other two SOLDIER members. She wiggled ever so slightly under their gaze, glancing over at them for a mere second before turning her sights back to the red head. "Because the President informed me that no one is to know my real name, that it didn't matter anymore. I suppose it is to leave behind the little girl I once was."

Genesis arched a brow, "And mommy and daddy are okay with this?"

"I don't have any. I was an orphan when Shinra found me," she answered in a matter of fact tone. "I was raised by them, so I suppose you can say that mommy and daddy are okay with it."

There was a silence for a moment before Genesis questioned; "And your friends call you Shuriken as well?"

"All the TURKS call me by Shuriken," the girl answered slowly. She suddenly felt a nervousness take over and became uncertain if she was understanding what this man was getting at. She bit her lip as she continued, "All the employees call me by that as well. I have no other name I go by."

Genesis smirked faintly, "Well that's unfortunate and it just will not do."

"Huh?"

"It's simple really, you are a young lady and you should have something more then a weapon to go by. I will not have it," Genesis answered as if it had been the most obvious thing in the world. He snapped his book closed and placed it on his lap, turning his azure gaze to his two friends, who seemed just as confused as the young girl who sat across from him. He rolled his eyes at them before pushing himself up, walking across the little aisle and seating himself next to the young TURK, who blushed lightly. "We'll just have to make a nickname or something up for you, right?" His gaze turned to his friends, who blinked and nodded or, in Sephiroth's case, grunted in agreement. "Sound good?"

She smiled awkwardly, "I don't know. . ."

"Come on now, little TURK," Genesis flashed her a smile, which only made her flush deepen in color. "I could never call you Shuriken. Besides that, you know I'm right. You are a young lady and you do want a name other then that." Shuriken couldn't deny the fact but she was frightened of what these strangers would come up with for her. Still she gave him a light nod and his smile grew at the sight, he leaned back and seemed to go into thought for a moment. "How about Rose? A red rose does match that hair of yours, and you are as pretty as one."

"I—"

"No," Angeal spoke up. "It doesn't fit her at all. She needs something peculiar and unusual; it needs to fit her as a person not by her looks."

"Wh—"

Genesis nodded, "You're right."

"Don't I get any say in it," the young TURK almost whined at the men. "It is my name!"

"No," Genesis teased which earned a chuckle from Sephiroth. "How about Izumi?"

Sephiroth shook his head, "No."

"No one asked you," Genesis huffed while glaring then turned his sights back to the girl. "It's unique like her."

"But it doesn't fit her."

"Again, no one asked you."

Shuriken blinked between the two men who proceeded to bicker ever so slightly with one another over names. She felt her stomach twist with dismay at some of the names that were suggested from both men, wishing that she could just disappear or that they would be where they needed to be. Neither of which seemed to be happening and it was extremely depressing for the young girl. She placed her heel back to the edge of the seat and hugged her knees to her chest, peering over them to get a view of her companion. The only one who seemed to not be bothered by the bickering, or involved, was Angeal. He seemed to be lost in thought, which made the TURK uncertain if it, was a blessing or a curse that he was.

"It shouldn't be so proper, Sephiroth," Genesis rolled his eyes. "It's a nickname!"

Sephiroth argued, "I would agree, but she is a young lady and should have something a bit more proper then Abby."

"It's a very—"

"What about Cissnei," Angeal suggested in the mist of everything. It had gotten the attention of all his companion, even the TURK, and he seemed to shift awkwardly. His eyes shifted from Genesis to Sephiroth, then turned to Shuriken and lingered a bit. She flushed a bit but still found herself liking the name that he had suggested. "It's a unique name and you can make a few nicknames out of it." There was a silence that filled the air, Shuriken could tell that it made the larger man of the group uncomfortable. "It was just an idea. . ."

"It like it," Genesis spoke suddenly with a smirk. "What about you, Sephiroth?"

The silver tilted his head, "It is reasonable."

"TURK," Genesis turned his gaze to the young girl, who blinked and glanced away in an attempt to hide her blush. "Do you like it as well?"

She nodded, "It's. . . I like it."

"Then it's settled," Genesis grinned and winked at his childhood friend. "Our new friend's name is Cissnei from now on."

"Friend. . . " Shuriken, no, it was Cissnei now, whispered as she glanced to her companions. She felt her heart pound against her chest quickly, a smile twitching at her lips. The other didn't seem to notice, but the young girl did notice a change within the group, almost as if they were slowly beginning to welcome her now that Genesis had dubbed her their friend. Her brown eyes scanned over the face, noticing the faint smiles upon their lips as well, just in a mere moment, everything that Cissnei ever wanted was becoming real. She now had friends, she now had a name again, and not to mention, this all happened in one day. Today just so happened to be dubbed the best day of her life.