Hi guys!

I've gotten a review (I think it's actually a flame not constructive critisim) that I found very offensive.
Firstly, if you do not like my story then you can stop reading it or you can give me a proper reason why you don't like it and how I can improve it. If you say something like "I don't like your OC. She sucks. She's a mary-sue." Then that's just an insult, I have nothing there that can help me improve. I also won't like it if you keep insisting on your favourite character getting placed into the story. If I do not put that character in, there is a certain reason why I thought not to put her/him in. If I make your favourite character an enemy, then I'm sorry, but there is a reason behind that.
If you write something like, "I do not like your story because there are certain loopholes in it. The way you made Tristis rescue (character name) seemed impossible. How about you do something more realistic like (insert idea here)." I'd appreciate that.

Another thing is that I've now blocked anonymous reviewers. I know it's a bit harsh, but I'd prefer knowing my reviewers now. The anonymous reviewer that insulted me pointed out that my reviewers might have been the same person(s), but I don't mind. I found it irrevelant to my story and pointless to even mention. If they were the same people, I found it flattering to know someone was so devoted to my story. But I'd appreciate it if one person wrote it per one account, thank you.

Again, I do not own anything other than the plot twists and the character Tristis Memoria/Nix Somnium. Final Fantasy VII character's and the game itself belongs to Square Enix.

Now, enjoy reading this chapter!

Chapter Eight - Meeting The Turks

Reno was a prankster. When a Turk prankster and a SOLDIER prankster get together to pull off the ultimate prank, they were unstoppable.

Unfortunely for the red-head, he couldn't find Zack to help put dye in the shampoo of some ShinRa employees (namely Angeal, Genesis and Tseng). He accidently spilled out his plan to Rude while muttering to himself (thinking no one would be around nor listening) which resulted in his strict, bald partner chasing hi around to try stop the plan from ever initiating.

Reno ran down several hallways to try lose him, but his shady partner always found him. As he ran down a particular corridor with Rude stomping right behind him, he found a small dark area that he could hide in while Rude would run past. Oh Reno. How good can you get? He grinned before lunging into the darkness.

He slammed right into it, pressing himself into the wall to keep his whole suit-covered body hidden. He held his breath as Rude stopped right infront of the intersection and turned his head from this way to that way. His eyes were hidden behind shades (that he never took off), but Reno could sense the death glare.

After a few seconds, Rude still stood there in a calm posture, yet hidden expression. He can smell my fear! Reno thought, half joking to himself. It was always the type of phrase used in horror movies (or should he say comedy movies?)

Then, like the Goddess herself had granted a bit of pity to him, Rude began to continue down the corridor and Reno listened to the fading foot steps. The harbinger was gone! He released his breath and laughed at himself, "Haha, couldn't catch me, yo."

"Good. Can you get off me now?" A voice sounded.

Reno went rigid with horror. Did the wall just talk? He thought as he carefully assessed the situation in his mind. Had he gone crazy? There was no way, he was a normal handsome Turk. But, since he was bored. He decided to humour himself. "I never knew walls could talk, yo."

"Hmm... Neither did I." The voice replied dryly.

"How long have you been here, yo?"

"For a few minutes."

"Life of a wall must suck, huh?"

"I'm sure it does. Can you get your hands off me now?"

"Hey, you're a wall. You can't feel anything."

"I'm not so sure about that. I can definitely feel something." The voice stated.

Now that he thought about it... The wall did seem warmer... He gave it a light squeeze and he finally noticed the slight femine (if he dare say flowery) smell... "Average size?" He mumbled before getting a slap to the cheek.

When he had been roughly pushed out from the darkness, he sported a nice bright red hand print on his right cheek. Out emerged the brunette girl, her face flushed. "Next time, watch where you're going." She said simply before quietly (although the bells on her uniform did jingle) down the hall way.

That had caught his interest. Females (unless they are secretaries) weren't usually seen around ShinRa. Infact, the word ShinRa and female couldn't even fit into the same sentence when it came to Reno's mind. But that particular girl didn't have anything like the usual secretary outfit. Infact, she looked ready for some combat and by her slap, she was one strong girl. Did he forget to mention that he liked girls that could pack a punch?

That's it... I've picked my target... Reno grinned.

The next few days was nothing but weird to Tristis. She felt strangely disturbed to know that someone else (other than her) knew her bust size. She was a bit self-concious about herself as she tried to figure out whether or not it was a good thing to have an average size. She was not lanky and she was most definitely a young woman. But she wasn't as well equipted as one of her friends named Tifa Lockhart. Those were basically big signs saying 'Look here!' Tristis pushed the thoughts away, convincing herself that her body was still growing. Why am I even thinking about this? She mentally shouted at herself.

Another weird thing that had been happening to Tristis was that she felt like she was being watched. She would be walking beside Cloud and feel some sort of heated stare against her back in which she would turn around sharply to find the cause, only to be left with a blurry shadow. Lack of sleep? She thought.

One time, she was walking with Zack to the training room and was surprised to see Zack wave in her general direction, yet his eyes seemed distant, as if looking at something behind her. "Hey!" He shouted and when Tristis followed his gaze, she could only see the empty hall way. "I wonder why he keeps running..." Zack mumbled, slightly concerned.
"Who?" Tristis asked.
He smiled, "Oh, no one. You wouldn't know him."
As if that's possible... She thought sadly. She knew everyone that he knew, like wise for her other friends. Sometimes she wondered if there was a time she would actually be surprised.

She got her answer that lunch break. As she sat down eating the disgusting cafeteria food with the youngest three of her male friends (Cloud, Zack and Genesis) she got a rather unpleasant surprise. A shadow fell upon her arm and her eyes looked up to see a very familiar scruff of scarlet hair. She remained silent and watched as his grin did not falter. "Yes?" She asked.

The Turk sat down right next to her and memories began to surge through her.

"Hey there, hot stuff. How's life?"
"Hey Reno. Same old, rescuing the world and sitting down at the bar for a nice drink."
"Hear, hear. I'll buy us some drinks."
"Thanks Reno..."
"Miss them, huh? I sometimes wonder what's it like to sit down and have a drink with them again. Well, not really you, since you couldn't handle alcohol, still can't. Angeal would kill me if I got you drunk and not safely back home yo."
"Haha... Yeah... They would all kill you. Seph, Zack, Geal and Gen would send some type of acid rain on you and Cloud would personally slice you to bits."
"Hahaha... So not funny, Triss. So not funny."
"It's not funny watching your friends die again and again either."
"Whatcha mean? Sephiroth was the only one we had to kill atleast three times."
"Seems like everyone's forgotten that he was once a hero, a friend... A human..."
"Seems like you remember all too well. Listen, Triss, I know he was your friend. But after getting together with his mom or whatever that freaky head was, he went insane and he became something that wasn't the Seph you know. Don't freak your pretty little head about it. He probably would have wanted you to stop him anyways, yo."

"Triss!"

She jolted out of her memories and felt a constricting pressure against her shoulder. From reflex she immediately brought her hand from her side to slap it away, but realised that she was staring into the eyes of the red-headed Turk. She relaxed somewhat after realising that she wasn't in danger and awkwardly placed her arms back at her sides. "Sorry, I... I was day dreaming." She spoke softly at Zack, whom had called out her name.

"No problem, yo. So your name's Triss?" The Turk grinned.

"It's Tristis. But yeah, you can call me that."

"Well, toots. I'm Reno, but you can call me Red." He waggled his eyebrows suggestively and she felt Zack stiffen beside her.

This was much of a surprise to her than others. Not because it was kinda obvious of what he was doing, but that he was flirting with her. It never ceased to amaze her that every single cycle she's gone through, Reno's sexual oreintation would change. One cycle he'd be as straight as a line while in another cycle he'd be as straight as a freaking demented line. He'd be gay, bisexual or hetreosexual randomly. But, no matter what gender he prefered to date, he'd always be the same Reno she knew from years before.

"Nice to meet you, Reno." She nodded politely, trying not to smirk.

"I would say nice to meet you again."

"Oh, did the mark already heal?" He grinned and nodded.

"Gotta take more than that to get me away."

She smiled sincerely, she really liked Reno's persistence (as a friend obviously) and she never really noticed, but she missed his presence... "I'll tell you what, instead of shamelessly flirting with a fifteen year old, why don't we just stick to being friends? I am what people would call jailbait." She whispered to him.

What? Aw damn... He frowned, "When's your birthday?"

"Later on this year." She said dismissively.

"I guess I can wait that long." Reno grinned, shaking her hand.

It was a joke. He was interest in her, yes, but he was not in love with her and he could tell just the look in her mysterious green eyes that she just considered him as a friend. Reno felt a strange tugging towards her, almost like they could be best buddies, like him and Zack. She felt sort of... off limits. Like she loved someone else and their love ran much deeper than anything he would have felt... Woah, calm down with the love crap... He thought.

Before he could say anything else, he felt the glares intensifying and he hastily said goodbye, "See ya, babe. Gotta run before my partner finds me."

She waved him goodbye as he fled out of the cafeteria before getting greeted by Sephiroth and Angeal. "What's wrong?" Angeal asked as he gestured towards the younger males glaring at her.

"He's a Turk." Genesis hissed.

"He's a friend." She countered smoothly before eating more of her cold soup filled with lumps of unmentionables.

Genesis continued to grumble while Zack nervously laughed and agreed that Reno was indeed a friend, albeit a perverted Turk, but still a friend. Cloud lightened up the mood by throwing a stone hard pea at Zack's forehead, resulting in a messy food fight that left Sephiroth wanting to strangle Zack for ruining his leather coat.

Oh, such sweet days.

I think the next chapter will have a time skip for about a year. I'm deciding whether or not to introduce Vincent into the next chapter or have a sweet moment between Angeal and Tristis. Probably the latter.

Thank you for reading and I hope you have a nice day!

-LoliMochi.