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AN: More fun with Reno and Seph... and it's not that yaoi-kind, oddly enough.

Disclaimer: I forgot this last chapter, but I don't own anything except what spawns from my twisted mind.

Warnings: Random humor.

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It was times like these that made Reno wish that he had a camera. He stared, amazed as the stoic Turk proved that he did indeed know how to laugh. The redhead grinned, eyes darting up to the security camera up in the corner and made a note to steal the tape from the security room when his life wasn't in danger/ if he made it up there fast enough to hide.

He blinked and froze as the camera made a whirring sound and turned to point at him, zooming in. He swore violently, knowing that Sephiroth had just made it to the security room and was searching the cameras for him. He looked at Vincent, who was now smirking knowingly, eyes darting from the camera to Reno and back again. The older Turk was no help; he wouldn't interfere unless it fatal and he knew that now that Sephiroth had calmed down, the worst he had to fear was permanent injury.

The way Reno saw it he had three choices and ten minutes, maybe even more if the elevator wasn't on the floor the security room was on, in which to make a decision.

Choice number one was to risk being caught on camera and running into Sephiroth and dash down the hall into Hojo's lab. He could spend the rest of the day there, knowing full and well that the almighty General never stepped foot in there if he could help it. But that also came with the risk that Hojo would decide to use him for an experiment, he still wore the scars from the last time he had tangled with the Good (he uses that word loosely) Doctor. Thankfully, he wasn't that desperate.

Option number two was Rufus's office, which for reasons unknown to the Turk, didn't have security cameras placed in it. The Vice President was always willing to let the redhead hang out there for the day as long as Reno didn't mind doing a couple favors for him. Also it was several floors up, which would require several mad scrambles through the vent, dashing up several flights of stairs (Sephiroth always took the elevator), climbing back into the vent system and hauling ass in the direction of Rufus's office.

Thinking back, Reno was kind of glad Tseng made them all memorize the layouts of the vents. How else would he escape from Sephiroth/Tseng/Paperwork when his life was at stake?

Option three had the least amount of risk. Reeve wasn't pissed at him for any reason and his office didn't have cameras because the security team was scarred by what Reeve did when he was alone. Knowing what the Security Team was up to most of the time (watching really hot porn), Reno found it hard to believe that mild-mannered Reeve did anything disturbing enough to scar them. But then again, you know what they say; it's always the quiet ones.

Reeve's office was also two vents over from Vincent's. Which meant it was not only safe, it was convenient. However, Reno didn't want to be mentally scarred by whatever Reeve was doing in his office, he prayed that whatever Reeve was doing, he wasn't alone with his moogles.

But before he climbed into the vents again, he took the time to consider secret option four, which was escape from the building completely/ But that would be cheating and would be considered quitting the game, and while Reno was many things (pyromaniac, thief, pole-dancer) he was not a quitter.

"Later Vin, Feel free to tell Sephy-kins where I went..." Reno announced, grinning maniacally as he climbed back into the vent. He waved cheerfully at his fellow Turk and started to crawl. Vincent watched him go with a smirk, not even bothering to ask where the snarky Turk was headed. He would be sure to relay the words to Sephiroth though, right down to the Sephy-kins.

Reno was so dead when Sephiroth finally caught up to him.

And Sephiroth would eventually; even it did take days, weeks, and maybe even months to catch the mischievous redhead. Thankfully by the time the silver-haired General did get his hands on him, his homicidal rage would've abated and Reno's life would be safe.

His limbs however, were another matter.

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TBC

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