Thanks to my awesome beta PfenixB for being so fast and such a big help!

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Suffice it to say, the next day Yazoo was considerably less cheerful and 'lovely', but instead proved to be rather skilled at being snappy and giving the cold shoulder.

Cid just shrugged it off, though. He rather preferred him like this than the awfully happy guy he´d pretended to be the day before. And since Yazoo still did his work okay -his grudge not going far enough to risk Cid´s true wrath by boycotting his work- the blond didn´t give a shit if he´d scratched on Yazoo´s precious pride. Besides he thought that Yazoo could care less if Cid wanted to fuck him or not. The brat must know that he was sex on legs regardless of his employer's opinion on him.

Shaking his head, Cid cast a side glance over the counter, where Yazoo was cleaning the floor with a cloth, his green hipster hotpants revealing the rim of black lace lingerie as he kneeled forward and scrubbed the grey laminate.

"´m off in da garage," the blond rumbled, setting aside the cloth with which he had polished a screw and vanishing next door without getting an answer. Kids these days… He didn´t get them and he didn´t really want to either. Normally he was fine with just ignoring them and they happily returned the favour (who wanted to pick a fight with Cid Highwind and his pointy spear anyway?). Cid had better things to do than waste his time with brats... But now since he was confronted with one, he just became painfully aware how out of touch with this generation he truly was. Not that it bothered him, not really, but somehow he had to deal with Yazoo for the time being.

He could avoid the problem by just releasing the brat, give back his damn ID and be done with it. But Cid was determined to teach the runt a lesson and besides he was much too stubborn to just give in into Yazoo´s antics. This wasn´t just about paying for the damn window, this was about principles! But really, if anyone in this generation was just as indifferent, sly and morally deprived as Yazoo was he´d rather not grow old and defenseless.

Cid was absorbed in his work and his thoughts when he thought he´d hear the bell on the door ring, mumbling a "Comin'," more to himself and just finishing replacing the item before he crawled from under the car.

After he had rubbed his oily hands on a semi-clean cloth, he threw it away and moved through the door, expecting Yazoo to already help the client with whatever he needed. As he´d noticed earlier, Yazoo was, despite his grudge for Cid, rather polite and charming with the customers and had already mapped where most of the things were standing, thus being able to take care of their wishes.

Of course the cash box was locked to him so that Cid was required for the payment.

To his surprise though, the shop was empty. Frowning, the man craned his neck to look past a shelf but there was no one anywhere to be seen.

Maybe he had misheard?

But then where was Yazoo? He hadn´t sent him to the store room as far as he remembered.

"Oi, brat!" Cid shouted in the general direction of the depot, but no answer came. Maybe he´d gone to the john.

Cid was about to just shrug it off and go back to his own work when a fresh footprint on the still wet floor caught his eye. It definitely wasn´t a match to Yazoo´s puny flipflops and it wasn´t his own either. But it went to the back of the house, which deemed the man quite strange because he´d explicitly ordered Yazoo to not take strangers to the store room.

Frowning, the blond went over to the door with long strides, stepping into the dark, dusty corridor and having a look at the cramped, box stuffed store room, but there was no one there either. The door to the side alley was open though, and now clearly confused Cid stepped outside into the bright day.

Narrowing his eyes he first didn´t see anything but blinding light, but a gasping sound made his head turn left.

"Hurry…"

And into view came heavily built, hairy man in a bluey, leaning against the dirty brick wall and fumbling with his zipper. In front of him crouched Yazoo, impatiently and almost boredly watching the client fight to get his erection free.

".Hell!"

Clenching his jaw, Cid marched over (avoiding some empty beer bottles rolling on the ground) and grabbed the surprised teen by the arm, roughly pulling him up. The client flinched in surprise and stopped pulling at his zipper, glancing very uncomfortably at the shaking fist, belonging to a certain furious shop owner.

"Get lost," the mechanic snarled at him and the man saw that he legged it, stumbling out of the alley hastily.

When the man was out of sight, Cid shoved the youth roughly against the next brick wall and planted himself in front of Yazoo. "Yest what da fuck´s wrong with ya?! Wanna tell me what dat was all ´bout?"

"I think it was pretty obvious," came the slightly haughty reply. Yazoo had his arms crossed over his shoulder and with a raised eyebrow held eye contact with his employer, who still hovered over him, panting with rage .

"Wish I´d rather not," Cid growled, one hand resting against the wall next to Yazoo´s head and asking with a mixture of disgust and anger "Ya thinkin´ of anything else dan gettin´ fucked or what? Ya sum kinda slut or what?"

"I don´t plan on getting 'fucked' and I am not a slut," the teen snarled back. "It would have been only a blow job okay?" It sounded a bit defensive and annoyed, Cid thought.

The blond shook his head in frustration, spiting to the side "So whatcha call whatcha were tryin' ta do ta me yestaday, uh? I´d say dat was a bloody damn obvious case o´tryin ta sell ya."

"You honestly think I would have let you fuck me?" the youth answered with disgust and lifted his chin at Cid´s arched eyebrow, then deviously and with a smirk declaring "I would have accused you of sexual abuse as soon as you´d touched me. Or maybe I´d have blackmailed you that I would do it if you don´t give me back my ID."

Rubbing his temple and pacing in front of his assistance, Cid tried to NOT punch the brat in the face right then and there, instead counting from ten backwards. After he had calmed down somewhat he wisely choose to not deepen the matter any further and just focus on the topic at hand. It certainly was a lot healthier for Yazoo if they did. "Care ta enlighten me why ya pulled dat stunt?"

It wasn´t so much a question as a grimly spoken order with a dangerous and warning edge. Hesitantly Yazoo followed it when he noticed the violent aura radiating from the mechanic and therefore answered while observing the dirty ground "To earn money and pay you back of course."

"Ya…" Cid stopped and shot the teen a strange look. "Ya really have bloody bats in ya belfry haven´t ya?"

Yazoo just glared back and didn´t deign to answer.

"Ya really ratha suck sum guys dick, gettin' gods knows what, dan work a week or two?!" He spit to the ground again, angry blue eyes fixed on the slender figure in front of him. "What da hell ya think ya mum's gonna say ´bout dat, uh?!"

Admittedly, it seemed to be a weak threat, but Cid had made the experience that it sometimes worked wonders. Even the most delinquent would become tame and almost shy in the presence of their sire and most of them did not wish for their parents to know about what vile things they were secretly doing.

"Don´t know. She´s dead."

So much for that.

After a short moment of awkwardness, Cid murmured "Sorry ta hear dat."

The melancholy that had briefly found its way into Yazoo´s green orbs was hidden by a mask of indifference again, as he said "Whatever. I don´t need your pity or your concern. You don´t have to put me back on the right path or something. I am old enough to decide myself what´s good for me and what´s not."

"Yeah? I´d say ya behaved rather childish yest two bloody nights ´go," Cid shot back with a raised brow, new cigarette already dangling from the corner of his mouth. "Dun flatta yaself pal. I dun give a damn whatcha doin' or not. If I find ya doin' it during da time ya workin' for me though…" he left the rest of the threat open, but his cold, narrowed eyes spoke volumes. "Dun want ya bloody money. Ya workin for me till I say otherwise. Got dat?"

After a moment of stubborn refusal, Yazoo eventually gave a curt, affirmative nod, looking very dissatisfied with the situation, but Cid naturally didn´t care and instead ordered sardonically, "Great. Now swing y'ass back inta da shop an do sumthin' useful for once."

Flicking his half smoked cig away, the blond followed his assistant back into the shop, locking the door behind him just for good measure.

More tension... :)

Anon: Mh, I guess you are right: Yazoo would probably prefer a job than having to rob someone´s shop. Maybe ;D But it doesn´t seem so easy to get one, I´m afraid... But we´ll see :) Thank you for reviewing, I´m glad you liked it!

sareyva: Maybe Cid thinks it suits him better if he pretends to not care... Or maybe he actually cares but doesn´t want to realise it. Or he doesn´t care at all... XD We´ll have to wait and see. Chr, if Cid would let Yazoo go, the story would end... I´ll take that option in the unlikely case that I don´t feel like finishing this story. Until then Cid will have to bear with Yazoo ;) And it would be great if you would read the rest of the story too! I´ll do my best to make it interesting!!!!

Valitiel: Loz and Kadaj will play minor roles in this one. They´ll show up later, and they will be important characters, but this isn´t really a fic about the three... I hope you like it anyway :)

Koumori-chan: Ah, I´m happy to hear that!!! Hm, I have to admit that I ignored Cid until recently (when I wrote about him in SwD, to be exact). But he´s an interesting character, so I thought: why not? Heh. Yes; the society-describtion... I learn a lot about it because of my studies, so maybe that´s why I chose that topic ;) I´m glad you liked it! *hugs back*

juri: Hey, thanks for your review, I´m glad you like it! I don´t know why no one has written this pairing before, maybe it´s because both characters are not that popular... Yazoo´s a great actor if he wants to be, I think. We´ll see some other roles of him later on :)

Nice weekend everyone!

Oh, and as always I´d be very happy to read your thoughts about this, so leave a review please? Thank you! :)

...maybe I should change the rating (?)