Career Adjustment

Synopsis: Due to an "accident" at Shinra tower, everyone is now fired until further notice.

"I don't want people to think my executives are lazy, so I have managed to get jobs for you all. Reach into the box and pull out a new profession," he said, lips curled into a grin that could rival the Cheshire cat.

Warnings: Mature humor, crude humor, language, eventual smut

A/N: Herp Derp no beta.

Lazard wasn't surprised to see his asshole brother standing in front of the Honey bee Inn when their car pulled up.

"Fucking bastard," the other blond muttered.

Angeal was also quite displeased to see the haughty vice-president. He could only hope the vulgarities that usually transpired between the two brothers wouldn't happen today. They stepped out of the car and Rufus smirked.

"Nice to see you Angeal," he said, uncharacteristically polite. The dark haired man nodded in acknowledgement.

"Are you ready for your first day, brother?," he asked amused. Lazard returned his smirk with one of his own.

"About as ready as you were that night father took your virginity," the older blond retorted.

Angeal sighed and pressed his fingers to his temples.

And it begins…He thought miserably.

Rufus's amused look turned to one of rage in an instant, but instead of responding to Lazard's taunt, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He opened his eyes and fixed them on his defiant sibling.

Angeal was glad when Rufus didn't respond with an equally vulgar insult, but he had a feeling there was a reason for the withdrawal. He had a bad feeling about tonight and could only hope he could make it through whatever Rufus Shinra had in mind.

"Come inside," Rufus said calmly, turning to the doors, which were opened by one of the guards.

As they followed him into the inn, Angeal noticed the slight tensing of Lazard's shoulders. The man was also suspicious of his brother.

The Honey Bee Inn was in full swing when they walked in. There were working girls walking around arm in arm with their clients. Some shamelessly flirting, while other pairs were full blown making out.

"I can't believe I'm fucking back here in this wretched place," Lazard spat disgustedly.

"It is rather, um…intense," Angeal commented.

Rufus sauntered up to the front desk and grabbed a book from one of the girls managing the desk. He flipped it open and smiled wickedly.

"It seems your client has arrived early, brother."

And with that, Angeal spotted a man approaching them with an eager grin on his face. The man was huge, being taller and heavier than Angeal himself. He was wearing a suit and had a briefcase in his left hand. Lazard looked over him with disgust.

"This is from from Marry Corporations. He's a very important investor and I'm sure you'll take good care of him," Rufus said mischievously.

The big man stopped in front of Lazard and smiled; his breathing increased as he stared down at the blond. He had a wide mouth that looked almost too big for his face. In contrast, his eyes were small and his nose was slightly bulbous.

"I am so very happy I get to spend time with you," he said politely. Lazard had a look of abject distaste, his lips curling back into a snarl. His head whipped around to where Rufus was standing.

"You expect me to be with this monster?" he spat, not caring the man was still there.

Rufus looked up to Angeal and frowned. "Your whore has just insulted the customer. What are you going to do about this?"

Suddenly Angeal was on the spot and he felt uncomfortable. He had no idea what to do or what to say.

"Um…my apologies?" he said to the man, sounding unsure.

The big man shook his head. "It is no problem, but I am quite anxious. Can we go to our room?"

Angeal looked at Lazard who was pissed beyond all belief. He didn't want to send him away with this imposing man, but what could he do with Rufus standing right beside him? Angeal sighed. Of course he didn't want to do this to Lazard, but the blond hadn't received the text message that Rufus had sent to him earlier. It had been a graphic, vulgar description of what would happen to Lazard if he didn't comply. Angeal honestly wanted to hurl after he read it, but he somehow managed to keep his composure throughout the day. He had to make sure Lazard took this client in order to keep his friend safe from his brother.

"You will take him to your room, Lazard. I'm sorry," the SOLDIER said.

"Fuck you, Angeal," he hissed out bitterly, betrayal seething in his tone. "I'm not going anywhere with this giant ape!"

Angeal frowned as he took a step towards Lazard. He kept Rufus's threats in mind as he grabbed the blond by his arm and squeezed firmly.

"You will take him to your room or I will drag you there myself," he said, trying to sound threatening. Lazard looked shocked for a few moments before his rage came back full force.

"You piece of shit!" he spat. "You're on his side now? You would have me fucked by this beast?"

"I'm on your side, Lazard. You have to believe me. I do not want you to be punished by your brother. I'd rather have you in this man's arms then at Rufus's mercy."

Lazard scowled and fixed his glare on his brother.

"You will pay for this you inbred swine!" he hissed.

Rufus didn't reply, but waved his brother off. Angeal released his arm and the big man swooped in. He picked up Lazard and tossed him over his shoulder.

"Were in room 14, I believe," Mr. Donshire said.

Rufus laughed heartily as he saw his brother being carried away like an animal to the slaughterhouse. Angeal felt horrible as he watched his boss struggle in the man's hold.

"Fuck you both," Lazard spat viciously. "I swear I'll never forgive you for this!"

Once they were out of sight, Angeal took a seat behind the desk. He couldn't believe he had just sent Lazard to do business with a strange man.

"Don't worry about him," Rufus said. "As much as he protests, he likes being plowed by unfamiliar cocks."

Angeal felt a rage well up inside him at Rufus's words. "How can you say that about your sibling?"

Rufus shrugged his shoulders and tossed the book he was holding to Angeal.

"This is the appointment book and sign in sheet. I want to make sure Lazard is taking customers so you will record his every encounter."

Angeal sighed. This was all too much for him and he didn't know how much more he could take.

Rufus placed a hand on the man's shoulder. "If you do a good job in this place, then I won't have to punish you either."

The blond smirked and leaned down closer to Angeal's ear. "It would be a shame to have your little student working here, spreading his legs for any dick that walked in."

The dark haired man couldn't hide his surprise at Rufus's threat. He thought he had warned Zack to stay away for a while. Had Rufus located him?

"So," Rufus continued. "I'm going to have a little fun myself before I check up on that whore brother of mine."

Angeal barely registered what Rufus was saying; his only thoughts were of his pupil. He hoped Zack was safe. He hadn't been contacting him because he didn't want Shinra to find him.

"I'll see you in a bit," Rufus said before he disappeared into the crowd. Once he was sure he was gone, he took out his phone and sent a quick text to his pupil. He could only hope…

As he was putting his phone away, a young girl wearing nothing but black lingerie ran up to him.

"Hi, Master," she greeted, bowing slightly to Angeal.

"My name is Idel and I am responsible for the front desk tonight."

"Um, okay," Angeal said. She grabbed his hand and ushered him over to the center of the crescent shaped desk.

"This is where the clients check in and make their selections."

"I see," Angeal said as he looked over the sign in sheet and various technologies they were using.

"I know it looks a bit confusing, but don't worry about it. Don Corneo usually only came down to settle disputes."

"What did he do usually?" Angeal asked.

"Fuck girls in his private room," she said casually, before greeting a customer that walked in.

Angeal had to sit down after that; his stress level rising exponentially.

"You can go up to your room if you want," Idel said, "I'll see that everything is taken care of."

"Thank you," he said. Although he had just arrived, he was already mentally exhausted and needed to be alone. He walked up the steps, casually offering a smile in response to the many greetings he received from his "employees."

Once he made it to his room, he shut the door and locked it immediately. He didn't want to be disturbed. He walked into the large office and sat at his desk. The room was very cluttered with papers, clothes and few questionable items that he didn't know the exact use of. There were also several TV screens mounted on the walls. He grabbed a nearby remote control and hit the power button, curious to know what all these TVs were used for.

The next minute was filled with shock as live feeds from the working girls rooms and their clients were displayed on the screen. Many of them right in the middle of their work. His sharp blue eyes scanned from one screen to another. He wasn't sure what he looking at on most of the screens but it made him blush terribly. Did Don Corneo really sit here and watch people?

Angeal suddenly had a thought. As disturbing as is was that there were cameras in every room, he could check on Lazard and make sure he was okay. He didn't see the man on any of the screens and grabbed the remote. He toyed with it for a while until he figured out how to tune in to other rooms. He had to keep pressing a button to make the screens change, but he eventually found what he was looking for. He spotted the blond and was relieved to see that he was doing okay. More than okay really. In fact, Lazard had complete control of the situation.

The dark haired man smiled slightly. He should have known Lazard would be able to handle himself. The man was a Shinra after all. As if on cue, Angeal watched as the door to Lazard's room was opened and Rufus stepped in. He reveled at how the young blond's cocky smirk disappeared in a matter of seconds. Angeal couldn't hear what was being said , but he could tell Rufus wasn't pleased.

Lazard had the client tightly bound and gagged. The big man, who Rufus thought would thoroughly violate his brother, was currently cringing underneath Lazard's pristine loafers. The older blond pressed his shoe to the man's face and he started licking the bottom of his heel. The brothers stared at each other for a long while and Angeal could feel the tension between them even from the screen. Rufus scowled before he slammed the door and left in a fury. Lazard laughed heartily before he drew his foot back and kicked the man in the face. It looked painful to Angeal, but the man seemed to oddly enjoy it.

Angeal took out his phone and sent a quick message to Lazard. He watched as the blond took a seat and pulled out his phone. He saw his boss's lips draw back into a grin before his blue eyes sought out the camera. Once it was found, Lazard grabbed a piece of paper and wrote something. He then walked over to the camera and held up the paper.

"Seme for life," Angeal read the words out loud.

He had no idea what that meant, but it made him smile. Perhaps things wouldn't be so terrible after all.

Reno found it hard to sleep that night. His bones ached and he couldn't get comfortable with his leg in a cast. He grumbled in annoyance and grabbed his crutches. If he couldn't sleep, then he could go harass someone until he could. He opened the door and poked his head out of the room. It didn't appear that anybody was up, but it was relatively late. With the aid of his crutches, he hobbled out of his room and into the hallway.

As he made his way down the hall, he heard a door from further down open. Suddenly he grew nervous. What if it was Sephiroth coming to finish the job? Or worse, Genesis! He'd almost rather deal with a homicidal super solider than deal with Genesis's drama.

As quickly as he could on crutches, he headed for Rude's room and opened the door. He entered swiftly, leaving a tiny crack in the door for him to peak out of. The footsteps were getting closer and he could barely see a figure approaching. As the person stepped out into the lighted area of the hall, he breathed a silent sigh of relief. It thankfully wasn't Genesis, but Reno still didn't want to deal with a silver haired lunatic with enough power to break a 20' window.

The man was wearing nothing but dark night pants, leaving everything else exposed. Reno smirked and nodded in approval. Just because the guy wanted to kill him didn't mean he still wasn't sexy as sin. He watched as the man stopped in front of the suite across from Rude's room. He watched curiously as he didn't bother to knock and quietly slipped into the room. Reno raised a curious brow. If he recalled correctly, that room was…

Reno suddenly turned his head as the hairs on the back of his neck stood up, his Turk senses and years of training warning him that someone was approaching him.

"What are you doing here?" he heard the familiar voice of his comrade ask.

Reno sighed in relief and adjusted his stance on his crutches.

"Just saw something pretty crazy," he said with a sly smirk, though it was hard to make out in the darkness. "Your roomie here?"

Rude shook his head, then realized Reno probably couldn't see anything. He turned on the lamp beside the bed, the light revealing that they were alone.

"It's one in the morning, Reno," Rude said tiredly.

"I couldn't sleep though. My everything hurts," Reno pouted; closing the door before as he gingerly eased himself down onto Rude's bed.

"Besides, I just saw something that you're gonna wanna hear," he said anxiously. Rude pinched the bridge of his nose and sat down beside his partner. He figured it wouldn't take long for Reno to start the gossip column.

"Yo, I just saw Sephiroth creepin' into Genesis's room," he said lowly, as if the man in question was standing outside. Rude shrugged his shoulders. If Sephiroth wanted to have a late night rendezvous with his fellow SOLDIER, then it wasn't any of his business. In fact, if Sephiroth was keeping Genesis preoccupied, then that meant the redhead would stay in his room and not come bother Angeal.

"Ah come on Rude! Ain't that shit pretty scandalous," he said excitedly.

"Not as scandalous as ones' superior going down on his subordinate," Rude said evenly. Reno's eyes went wide at that.

"Yo! Bossman went down on you?" he exclaimed. Rude nodded. He still felt awful about the whole thing, and he realized Reno probably wasn't the best person to talk to but he had to tell someone. It was distressing.

"Holy shit," the red head swore. He had a devious, pleased look on his face.

"How'd ya manage that? I thought he was a monk or something?"

"He's celibate, but vows are nothing against Rufus Shinra."

"Rufus was there?"

Rude nodded.

"So, he made Tseng choke on your dragon roll," he said vulgarly. Rude sighed. He knew he shouldn't have told Reno. He gave his partner a look of annoyance.

"What? There's no way he didn't choke on that dick! That's all I'm saying!" he unfortunately clarified. Rude placed his head into his hands and groaned. He felt terrible about what happened and Reno was being….well, Reno.

"This really isn't as bad as you think it is. Just tell him to cut his tofu a little bigger….well, a lot bigger! He'll be able to take that giant eel with no problem soon enough."

"I want to…punch you," Rude said so casually, Reno almost missed the threat. Once he realized Rude wasn't joking, he grabbed his crutches and moved to the other bed for safety.

"Look Rude, I'm just trying to cheer you up!" he said defensively. Rude rolled his eyes and slipped back into the covers. He really didn't want to hear Reno talk anymore. Reno scowled.

"Fine then. See if I…"

Rude would have been more than happy to have Reno shut up, but it was what interrupted him that disturbed him more. A loud noise that sounded suspiciously like a body slamming against the wall reverberated in their room.

Reno was about to comment when the noise sounded again. Rude chose to ignore what was happening, for the sake of his sanity. He really just wanted to go back to sleep and dream of absolutely nothing.

"Rude!" Reno whispered as he hobbled over to his friend's bed. "What's going on?"

The loud bump ensued again, this time against their wall. Rude put a pillow over his head, hoping that the lack of oxygen would either knock him out or grant him the sweet release of death.

Reno couldn't resist his curiosity, and slowly made his way over to the door. He opened it a little bit and peered outside. Of course it would be the SOLDIER's disturbing the peace.

Sephiroth was currently recovering from an attack as he got to his feet. Genesis was in the process of slamming his bedroom door when Reno opened his. The general wiped the blood from his lip and smirked, his smoldering feline eyes fixated on Genesis's door. He didn't speak, but his eyes spoke volumes.

The silver haired man suddenly looked back and fixed his gaze on Reno. The redhead shut the door quickly and locked it. He limped over to Rude's bed and slipped in beside him.

"Leave," Rude mumbled out from his pillow.

"But there's a psychopath out there!" he whispered.

Rude sighed and started to press the pillow tighter over his head, hoping he'd suffocate within a matter of minutes.

Cloud awoke to the sound of his PHS going off. He stirred underneath several layers of warm blankets and slipped his hand out, seeking out the device. He grabbed it from the side table and retracted his arm back underneath the warmth of the covers. With a wide yawn, he flipped open the phone and pressed it against his ear.

"Hmm," he grumbled incoherently.

"My apologies for disturbing you. Were you still asleep?"

Cloud jolted awake at the sound of that familiar voice. He gasped and flung all the covers off of him. The young blond fumbled with the device until it was pressed against his ear again. This time, he cleared his throat in an attempt to sound somewhat coherent.

"Oh, um…good morning, Tseng. I wasn't asleep. Just um…getting up?" he fumbled, hoping he sounded convincing.

"I see," came Tseng's response, his tone laced with amusement and knowing. "I was wondering if you'd join me for breakfast this morning."

"Yeah that sounds good. I'll be down in a bit," he replied.

"Actually," the Turk began, "I was going to bring it up to you, if that is alright?"

"Yes, that's fine," Cloud said as he hopped out of bed and raced towards the bathroom.

"I will see you momentarily then," Tseng said before he hung up. Cloud chucked the phone and started brushing his teeth like a madman. He also tried to smooth back his wild locks and wipe the sleep from his eyes. The cadet most certainly couldn't face his admiration with bad breath and bed hair. He had just about finished wiping his face when he heard a swift knock at the door.

"Coming!" he said as he raced down the stairs, jumping from the fifth bottom step to increase his speed. The blond grabbed the door handle and took a deep breath before he opened it.

Cloud barely managed to reign in his look of surprise when he saw the man. The Turk was still dressed in his night clothes, but his long hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail. He was holding a tray of food and drinks and had an inviting smile on his face. Cloud's one track youthful mind immediately brought up images from just a few hours ago, when this man had him sitting on the kitchen counter with his tongue down his throat. He downcast his eyes before he stepped aside to let his guest in.

"You look well this morning," the dark haired one commented as he placed the tray on the island counter.

"Thanks," Cloud responded, still trying to get his hair under control. One unruly blond spike always gave him trouble every morning.

Tseng took a seat on a bar stool and gestured for Cloud to sit beside him. The blond decided to give up on his hair and took a seat. A bowl of steaming hot rice with a poached egg on top was placed in front of him, along with a cup of green tea.

"Thank you," he said before he took a bite. Tseng offered him a smile before he started to eat his own meal. They ate in comfortable silence, enjoying the quiet stillness of the morning. Cloud had glanced over at his companion several times during his meal and each time the Turk seemed to be lost in thought. He ate seemingly on autopilot and nibbled at the end of his chopsticks as he stared off into space. Cloud wondered what could have the man so distracted.

"You okay?" Cloud asked as he set his empty bowl aside.

"Fine," Tseng responded evenly, before he set his chopsticks down. He then turned to Cloud and smiled lightly.

"I hope your time here hasn't affected your sanity," he said in jest.

"If you weren't here helping me, I'm pretty sure I'd be going crazy right now," he joked. Tseng laughed softly, the sound of it lifting Cloud's spirit. He looked really beautiful when he let his mask slip. He felt his lower region stir and quickly looked away from the Turk. Tseng noticed the change in the youth and gently placed his hand to Cloud's back.

"Is something wrong," he asked concerned. Cloud shook his head, not sure of his voice and very aware of the man moving closer to him.

"Are you worried about today?" Tseng suddenly asked.

Cloud turned to face him and raised a brow in confusion. "What?"

"Are you worried about having to be with Rufus Shinra again?"

Cloud shook his head. Tseng couldn't be farther from the truth. In fact, Rufus Shinra or his job as president hadn't even entered his mind.

Tseng apparently wasn't convinced. "Remember Cloud, you are the president now. Rufus legally signed over the company to you which means you outrank him."

"Um…okay," Cloud said, trying to just following along for the time being. Tseng went on about how Cloud shouldn't let Rufus or anybody bully him. The blond listened as Tseng spoke with passion, his voice was just so relaxing and smooth. Cloud found himself focusing on his tone more than the content, until a thought popped in his head.

"So," Cloud interjected. "You're saying that I shouldn't let Rufus tell me what to do since I'm technically the boss."

"Yes, that is correct," Tseng responded.

"So, does that mean I am technically your boss too?" he asked, hoping his leading tone wasn't too obvious.

Tseng nodded his head. "Yes, you are in charge of all of Shinra, though I'm sure there are several clauses in place."

Cloud allowed a wicked smile to form on his lips as his blue eyes fixed on Tseng.

"Does this mean you have to do as I say, too?" he asked, leaning closer to the Turk.

"Yes, of course, but what…"

"Kiss me," the blond blurted out. Tseng couldn't hide the look of surprise on his handsome face.

"Cloud," he began sternly, "I cannot…"

"You did last night," he said, a deep blush forming at the memory. "I want to experience it again."

"Cloud…"

"I'm ordering you to do it," he said, his voice shaking with desire as he placed his hand on Tseng's thigh. He could see the conflict brewing in the man's eyes and recognized it as the same look of distress that made them part ways last night. The blond hoped that ordering Tseng to kiss him would force the man to stop overthinking everything and just give in.

Tseng stared at him for a few moments before he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them a few seconds later, his eyes had a determined gleam in them. He stood up and slipped his hands around Cloud's narrow waist. He leaned in closer until his lips were beside the young bond's ear.

"You are…destroying my countermeasures," he said, before he kissed the outer shell of Cloud's ear. The youth moaned softy at the sound of Tseng's deep, heady voice and languidly pulled out the band that held his hair back. It spilled over his shoulders and Cloud laced his fingers into the man's inky black hair. He didn't know what Tseng was talking about, but he did know he was growing more impatient with every passing second that Tseng's mouth wasn't on his.

"I said kiss me," he ordered again, sounding more playful this time. Tseng chuckled deeply against his ear, the sound sending a chill through Cloud's body.

"I did kiss you," Tseng said in a tone equally as impish, "but it was you, President Strife, who failed to specify where."

Cloud hissed through his teeth at the pleasure that raced through his body at Tseng's desire filled tone. The blond turned his head until his lips were mere millimeters from his dark haired companion's.

"Kiss me on the lips," he commanded, making sure to specify where this time. Plush lips were soon against his own, and he moaned as he tightened his grip on Tseng's hair, pulling him closer for a deeper embrace. The Turk's lips were so soft, and Cloud found himself nibbling his supple bottom lip. He felt Tseng tremble at the action and smiled against his lips before he slipped his tongue into his mouth. He was surprised when Tseng yielded to him and let him fully taste his mouth.

"Cloud," Tseng managed to get out when they parted. The blond ran his fingers through his companion's lengthy mane before smiling softly.

"That was…"

A loud bang on the door startled them and Tseng immediately withdrew himself from Cloud. The cadet nearly fell off the bar stool he was sitting on. The blond was still in panic mood while Tseng had already calmed down.

"I'll get it," the Turk said. He cautiously approached the door and opened it only slightly.

"Who is…"

He was immediately faced with fierce blue eyes and before he could issue a proper greeting, the door was roughly pushed open. Rufus Shinra waltzed right in, followed by a tired looking Sephiroth with Reno slung over his shoulder.

"What is the meaning of this?" Tseng asked, concerned for his comrade.

"Reno is to be punished. He has caused extensive damage to the school and this condo." Rufus said evenly.

"I ain't done nuthin'! That crazy bitch threw me out of a window! And the crazy bitch that's holding me now is the one who broke the damn window! I'm innocent!" Reno pleaded.

"Sir," Tseng began, only to be silenced by a wave of Rufus' hand. The Vice President walked up to Cloud who had a nervous look on his face. He knew that he was technically president but he still felt incredibly fearful of Rufus.

"We'll be punishing Reno this morning," he said to the cadet, before he turned to face Sephiroth.

"You can put him on the floor. He can't really go anywhere with that gimp leg of his."

The general dropped the Turk to the floor and Tseng hurried over to him only to be intercepted by Sephiroth.

"Take him away. Cloud and I will handle this," Rufus said, his gaze fixed on the redhead struggling to sit up due to his injuries.

"Reno," Tseng called out as the silver haired man lifted him up and carried him in his arms.

"Put me down!" Tseng ordered, but of course Sephiroth wouldn't comply.

"I'm under orders, babe. I'll make it up to you when we get back to our room, okay?"

Cloud watched as the general scooped up his Tseng and started calling him sweet things. The blond had just enough rage to call out to Sephiroth but his confidence shattered when Rufus turned his gaze on him. As the vice president approached him, he tried to remember Tseng telling him that he outranked Rufus but he couldn't seem to muster up the courage.

"You'll be issuing the punishment while I hold him down."

"I…I don't…" Cloud began, but found that he couldn't say no to Rufus, especially with those psychotic blue eyes staring him down into submission.

"What was that, Cloud?" Rufus asked, his tone implying his discontent at being challenged.

"Hey!" Reno shouted from the floor. "Leave jailbait alone. He ain't got to listen to you! Aggressive bitch."

Rufus snickered at Reno's comment.

"Well, he's right Cloud. You don't have to listen to me." Rufus's eyes narrowed, and his sinister grin widened.

"So, what will you do?"

A/N: Thank you all very much for the support :)