The Unspoken Truth
First Time for everything.
"Who's those fer?"
Stupid Reno. Always asking the obvious.
"C'mon. Who's the lucky fellow?"
"Nobody." Cissnei replied, shooting him an annoyed look. But knowing Reno for who he was, it was no use. It was the same like beating a masochist, they always ask for it. "Nobody in particular. If you'd excuse me I've got…ah… Hey! Give them back you jerk!"
"Perhaps I may know this urh…'nobody'." Reno dangled the perfectly white laced box of chocolates and a neat smirk widened wildly on his face. He jumped around like an untamed monkey with a hair of fuming red. She pounced and kept on missing, well mostly on purpose anyways. She didn't want to make a bigger mess out of the kitchen than she had to. The first time cooking was already enough to see the place go down in flames; there was always a reason why Turks were not known for their artistry.
"Just give it you damn jerk."
"Psh, tell me."
"Alright, alright it's for Veld."
"You lie."
"It's the truth."
He looked at her puzzled.
"He's old enough to be your sugar daddy…whoa, no offense dear but I didn't think he had pedophilia."
"It's not like what you think. It's a thank you gift, you know… like those things people give out to appreciate each other…" Her voice was a little higher than usual. It won't work. Reno's stupid but smart at the same time… and at the wrong time too. He would see through the lie faster than her Rekka could slice through flesh.
"Gift of appreciation on Valentines Day. You really know how to pick the right dates." He teased, still swinging the pretty box before her eyes.
"Whatever you say. Give it back."
"Well where's my gift of appreciation?"
"You better earn it first!"
"C'mon you can't be serious…wait Cissnei what'cha doing…Owe! Fuck!" When he realized what she did, the damage was already down. He knelt in pain grasping his precious family 'jewels'. There was no way she could compare to Reno in height, but at least she had different plans. If you can't reach a nest, cut the tree down. If you can't reach your opponent's face….There is always plan B.
"Bitch! Awww fuck…..You better not have disabled me you know. Unlike you, I get dates and I need to be well oiled and functioning. You gotta stop busting people's balls."
"That would be nice, if you had any from the start!"
"Oi! Come back here! Oi! Cissnei!"
She ignored him completely. Good thing she caught the chocolates before they dropped. They were delicate, though not so pretty but she didn't want to risk the burning down of an entire Shinra observatory just to try her chances in the kitchen again.
It would be nice if he liked them. Cissnei faintly blushed at the thought. She couldn't wait to see his beautiful grin, his gleaming sky-like eyes.
Control…Cissnei murmured quietly, self-control! This wasn't like her at all; making chocolates, day-dreaming and fantasizing. She must be the first Turk in history to blush like something out of the cheesiest novels.
But there was a first time for everything.