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A/N: Okay ladies and gents! The part with Yume and Angeal was written by the ever lovely Gunitatsuhiko. Right after this I am also posting the rest of the scene she wrote as it takes up a whole chapter by itself! Lol hope you all love it as much as I do!

Keela cautiously made her way to Tseng's office, afraid of what she was going to find when she got there. She had just dropped Dreya off to spend some time with Rufus and Dark Nation, in Rufus' office. She was wishing she had stayed and chatted longer, but she knew this had to be done. Once she had arrived on the TURK floor, she had gotten a few awkward glances but nothing else. As she approached the door, she didn't bother to knock. Her hand shook a little as she reached out and turned the knob. She took a deep breath and entered.

"Ah, you've made it." Tseng said, glad to break the uneasy silence that had come over the room during the wait.

Reno glanced back at her from the chair he was slouched in. True worry was on his face when he asked, "What did the doctor say?"

Relieved to start out off topic, she walked up next to him. Putting her hand on his shoulder, she looked down and answered, "Both the baby and I are perfect, nothing to worry about."

Reno nodded, "Thanks. I know I'm overprotective sometimes."

Keela smiled and ran her fingers through the top of his hair. "And sometimes overprotective is good."

She walked over and leaned against Tseng's desk, facing her husband and her brother. Hoping she was displaying a united front. Her arms were folded and she waited for someone to say something. Anything. They didn't.

"well, I'm here, now what?" She said.

The three men just exchanged looks. Finally Tseng spoke up, "Do either of you remember a few years back when the plate under Sector 4 almost collapsed?"

"Of course, everyone knows about that. It was from the reactor." Reno piped up.

Keela sheepishly looked at him, "No, it wasn't. It was me."

Reno looked confused, while Rude looked a little disappointed with her, as older brothers sometimes do.

She sighed heavily, and began her explanation. "I loved being a TURK, and I love being a witch. But we almost found out the hard way, that I can't be both. And since I couldn't just stop being a witch, the three of us made the decision for me to be the first person ever to leave the TURKS."

"Three? Who decided this?" Rude asked.

"My partner, Tseng, Rufus, and I." She said.

Reno, never being one to keep quiet during a story, interrupted. "Boss, since when did you have a partner?"

Tseng sighed, "Keela was the only one, after that, it didn't feel right to work with anyone else. Not with my second in command gone."

"Wait, what?!" Reno turned to Keela then, "You were second? Rude and I were TURKS then, how come we didn't know?"

"Kitsune, if you would stop interrupting, you would have your answers." Tseng laughed.

"Tseng, this is not funny. And you, are not helping. If you even think of becoming a hindrance, keep in mind the things I know about you." She said sternly, hoping to get them all back on topic.

"Daaamn, we know who wears the pants in that relationship." Rude joked.

"Shut up, yo! That's my wife! Actually, she wears the pants in our relationship." Reno answered, exasperated.

"Wow, she must be demanding in bed." Rude said, then thought for a second, "Never mind, I don't wanna know."

Tseng was having a hard time not laughing, while Keela was rubbing her forehead with her right hand.

"Seriously. You chose now to joke about this? Do you wanna know or not?" Keela was close to losing her patience. Being back here was starting to bring back memories.

"Sorry." All three of them said in unison.

"Okay, continuing... Tseng and I were sent on a mission to Sector 4. it turns out, that with my powers, if I'm around certain situations for too long... well, my power begins to manifest by itself... after I almost collapsed the plate, we decided that for everyone's safety, not to mention the safety of the planet, I needed to retire. Id be able to do my TURK duties in moderation, for small amounts of time, but that wasn't really a feasible option. As for no one knowing that I was second, there are many things that are hidden from time to time." She was a bit shaky again by the time she was done.

"OK, but why do you still have a badge?" Reno asked, his mind always one track.

"It's for emergencies, usually TURK emergencies mind you... she's able to help out from time to time if she wants, even though she never does. She's leery of this place still, there were- incidents- here at headquarters that still bother her." Tseng interjected.

Reno could tell how just being here was affecting her. She was shaking and constantly rubbing her forehead. "Um, boss, I think I should take Kee home, she's not lookin so good."

Tseng nodded, "I had a feeling it would happen, at least you two got to hear the truth first. Take her home, you and Rude take the rest of the day off." Rude grunted his thanks and helped Reno by opening the door. Reno started to escort Keela out when Tseng stopped him. "That stays with me Reno." He was talking about the torture gun Reno had pocketed.

"But, boss, I was gunna -" He started.

"I'm well aware of your intentions, but it stays at headquarters. Should you need it in the future, all you need do is ask." He calmly assured his currant Second. Reno nodded and put it back on Tseng's desk.

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It had been a rough day, a lot to take in. "Hey, baby, Rude and I are goin down by Tifa for a bit. I won't be out too late, I promise." After hearing her confirmation, they headed out.

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Angeal winced at the loud music and chatter drowning out everything else in the busy bar. Almost as soon as they had checked into a room at the dilapitated motel, Yume had begun hounding him to let her go out for a drink. He'd fought it, of course. He still didn't know what was so important that Zack had sent him back to protect her from, but that only meant that she should keep a low profile. He'd lost that battle when she laughed in his face and said "Don't worry Daddy, I'll be careful."

The only thing he could do was accompany her to assure that she behaved herself.

"What are you drinking?" Yume hollered over the noise.

"Water." He stated, crossing his arms.

"Oh come on! Live a little!" She snickered, "Just have one. I'll buy."

Angeal did not even grace her with an answer, and Yume frowned. Ever since they had entered the city of Edge, he'd been acting strangely. Like there was something he was hiding, something that made him uncomfortable. She hummed to herself after she gave the pretty bartender her order, listening to Angeal ask the busty brunette woman for a water. She sort of had an idea as to how she could get him to loosen up...but dare she do it? She really didn't have a good hold on her power, but she had used this particular spell before. The worst that could happen would be that he might act a little bit intoxicated for a few hours. She decided to give it a shot. Gathering as much of her power as she knew she could control, she placed her hand on his arm and pushed it into him, excusing herself when he looked at her.

"Hey. Come on, just relax. Loosen up and have some fun, we'll get to whatever it is in the morning." She said as calmly as she could.

Instantly, Angeal's eyes darkened and glazed a bit. "...I suppose a little break wouldn't hurt. I just... haven't been this close to Midgar in... well, a very long time."

Yume nodded. "That's alright. Wanna talk about it, Mopey?" She teased.

"Are you going to degrade me and call me names the whole time that we're together?" Angeal huffed.

"Yep."

Angeal rolled his eyes. Should have figured that he could never be so lucky as to be graced with a personality more like Zack's. Yume's gasp drew his attention. She had just downed a shot of a very suspicious golden liquid.

"Damn, that's the stuff." She sighed happily.

"What is that?" He asked, gesturing to the bottle that the bartender had left for her.

"Gongagan whiskey. Top of the line. You won't get a better bottle than one of these." She said, pouring herself another shot.

Angeal shrugged. "Hooch is hooch."

Yume gasped. "Watch your mouth, you disrespectful grunt!"

Angeal rolled his eyes. "Again with the name-calling. And here I was hoping that you might mature just a tiny bit while in public."

"Bastard."

"Ingrate."

"Dick breath."

Angeal raised a brow at that one. "Wouldn't that be something I'd call you?" He smirked when she sputtered and coughed, spitting her mouthful of whiskey all over the counter and causing a young Wutaian woman on her other side to groan in disgust.

"Excuse me?! I'll have you know that I have not engaged in such an activity in quite some time, you-you-you... you insufferable failtard!"

"Would you like to?" Angeal clapped his hand over his mouth. Dear Gods... did he really just... proposition her? He glanced to his side to gauge her reaction. She had a strange look on her face, a mixture of shock and... Oh Summons and Lifestream itself... was that... desire?

Yume cleared her throat. "Are you asking for something, Angeal?" She asked. Holy chocobo shit. That spell worked far better than I thought it would... Not complaining! Score! She thought to herself.

Angeal sighed. He didn't know what had made him say that, but really... it didn't sound like a bad idea. She was rather pretty... and had proven that she was not only strong in body, but mind and heart as well. Her nearly beating him in their little skirmish, had proved that.

"Do you want me to ask for something?" He answered her question with one of his own. He actually sounded hopeful.

Yume sighed. Dammit, I can't just play him and not tell him that he's under the effects of my power right now. But I don't want to tell him... not yet... maybe if I...

"Well?" He interrupted her musings.

"Angeal, I want you to understand that you are at the moment under the effects of a spell that I cast." So much for not telling him... His eyes narrowed at her and he moved back to stand. She stopped him with a hand on his arm, noting the shiver that raced over him when she did so. "Now, don't jump to conclusions. Its only to release inhibitions. It does nothing but make it easier to act on your own desires."

Angeal stared. He'd already known that she was sexy. He'd already known that on some level, he wanted her... but he also knew that without the push from whatever she gave him, he most likely wouldn't have acted on it. Still... it wasn't a bad idea... Well. It was a bad idea... but not a terrible one. Oh who was he kidding, he was going to go to hell if he acted on this. No more floating freely and all angel-like in the Lifestream after this one. Not to mention Zack would probably kill him.

He looked her dead in the eye, willing her to see his resolve. "Do you want to go back to the room with me?" He asked.

His eyes followed the motion of her throat as she gulped. "You understand that this is because I cast on you."

"Yes."

"You understand that this spell does not impair you in any way, it only makes it easier to act on what you want, and to relax?"

"Yes."

"You're not going to try to maim and-or kill me when you wake up?"

"No promises."

Yume smiled a bit and chuckled. "Well, I guess that's all I can ask for. Lets get out of here, shall we?" She slammed a wad of gil onto the bar, more than what was needed for the tab. Grabbing his hand -which, she noted was shaking slightly- she pulled him along as she made a bee-line for the door.

As they rounded the corner to cross the street to their room, Yume failed to notice the bright red hair of the man exiting the car behind them and entering the bar.