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, smut

Thank you for all the pm's. I really appreciate it. I'm feeling much better!This story will be updated more frequently from now on.

As Cloud tried to think of what to do, Rufus walked over to the injured Turk and placed his hand on top of Reno's unruly morning bed head. His fingers slipped in between his red spikes and he gently threaded through his hair. Reno scowled at the unwelcome action and recoiled at the touch.

"Get your fucking hands off me!" he demanded.

Instead, Rufus tightened his grip on his locks and yanked his head back, forcing Reno to look up at him. He silently reveled in putting the loud mouthed Turk in such a submissive position. He knew that Reno, although injured, was still very much capable of taking him down if he had a mind to. Rufus was a skilled fighter, having been trained by the Turks, but that didn't mean he was on their level in terms of raw skill and execution. Even still knowing that Reno could harm him, he pulled the man's hair back even more viciously which elicited a painful hiss from him.

"Stop it, please!" Cloud pleaded.

Rufus looked down into Reno's pained aquamarine colored eyes and his smile grew. Reno may be more powerful, but he did not have the authority. He would not hurt him unless given an order by someone with more power than Rufus and currently that one and only person was an ebony husk in a coma.

"So, Cloud," Rufus began with an amused sneer, "What will his punishment be?"

Rufus kept a steady hold onto Reno's head and used his other hand to keep the Turk in a sitting position.

Cloud tried to remember what Tseng told him. That he was in charge and needed to stand up to Rufus. But he couldn't seem to get the words out to confront him. Rufus terrified him to his very core.

"Might I make a suggestion?" Rufus said when Cloud didn't respond. The Vice President grabbed the collar of Reno's shirt and started to yank it off the man's body.

"Yo! What the fuck you doing?" Reno exclaimed as Rufus started to aggressively whip his shirt off. When he released his hold on his head briefly to pull the shirt off and Reno took advantage and broke free of Rufus's grip.

He couldn't move very fast due to his injured leg which gave Rufus the opportunity to grab the man's ponytail and pull him back towards him.

"Get off me!" Reno yelled, the pain of his hair being pulled causing him great distress.

"I wasn't done," Rufus said with slight annoyance in his tone.

Rufus then fixed his gaze on the nervous cadet, which caused Cloud to tense up.

"I need you to open the door and grab the red bag sitting beside it."

When Cloud didn't move, Rufus grew angry and barked the command again. The young cadet complied and hurried over to the door. He opened it slightly, hoping that Tseng was just on the other side. He was disappointed when he didn't see him, but noticed the brilliant red bag immediately. He picked it up reluctantly and closed the door behind him.

"I was thinking of what a suitable punishment would be for our disobedient kinder teacher. Open that bag for me and take out what's inside."

Cloud nodded and removed the bright gold tissue paper. He pulled out what appeared to be a red plaid short skirt and a white collared shirt. There were a few other garments in the bag and even a pair of brown penny loafers.

Rufus smirked and Reno's face twisted in horror.

"You are to wear this all day and if you take it off, you'll be sucking guys off at the honeybee Inn until your knees bleed through your thigh high stockings."

"Oh this is fucked up!" Reno yelled. "I'm not wearing that shit all day!"

Rufus signaled for Cloud to come over with the items. He handed them to Rufus who in return tossed the bag down to Reno.

"Go get dressed, fix your fucking hair and be ready in ten minutes," he ordered as he released the Turk's hair.

"This is fucked," Reno said as he tried to stand. Cloud rushed over to his side as the man started to stumble. He had almost forgotten he was injured.

"How am I supposed to get this shit on when I'm fucking wounded?"

"I have taken that into consideration. You will find a potion in your special red bag. Now go get changed."

Reno groaned in annoyance and nudged Cloud's side with his good leg.

"Just help me to the bathroom."

Cloud found it relatively hard to be the man's crutch. He was very tall and slender, but deceptively heavy. He struggled a bit to get him to the bathroom but somehow they made it. He placed the man onto the vanity chair and pulled out the potion, setting it on the elegant countertop.

"Fucking asshole. It wasn't even my fault!" Reno claimed.

"Sorry," Cloud apologized. He felt terrible that he wasn't able to stand up to Rufus and stick up for Reno. Tseng told him he legally had the power over Rufus, but what good was that when he couldn't get a word out around the man.

"Naw it ain't your fault," Reno said as he grabbed the potion and downed it in one gulp.

"Still, I'm sorry," he said regretfully before he closed the door behind him.

With a heavy sigh, he went back to the living area to find Rufus sitting in an armchair. He didn't want to deal with the man and excused himself to finish getting dressed. He quickly showered and dressed warmly. He had nearly finished his hair when he heard Rufus call his name.

He slipped on his shoes and hurriedly ran down the stairs. He could hear Reno yelling about something but his accent was too thick to be understood.

"Ah, nice of you to join us Cloud," Rufus said as Cloud came into view. "I was just admiring our little schoolgirl here."

"Don't fuckin' call me that!" Reno retorted. "This is so fucked!"

Cloud would have to agree that Rufus's punishment was "fucked" but oddly well thought out. Reno was wearing a predominantly red plaid skirt that hit just above the knee and a white long sleeved collared shirt with an off-white pullover sweater. The ensemble was complemented by a large red plaid bow around the collar, white knee socks, and brown penny loafers. Reno's face was bright red with anger and something akin to embarrassment.

"This suits you very much," Rufus jested before he turned to Cloud. "Wouldn't you agree, Mr. President?"

"I look fucking dumb as fuck! Look at me, jailbait! I look like a deranged school girl!"

Cloud looked over the Turk's outfit and ran his fingers through his spikes out of nervous habit. After all, Reno was still regarded as one of the deadliest men in Shinra, whether by rumor or reputation. He found it very unsettling to see the demoted second in command dressed in an outfit suited to the girls of Shinra Academy, but it wasn't entirely unappealing. Reno was in every sense of the word, gorgeous, with sharp features, high cheekbones and androgynous attributes that contributed to his unique yet alluring look. He was slender, more slender than Cloud thought because of the oversized clothes the Turk usually wore.

"I don't know what to say," Cloud admitted.

"See Rufus, I look so stupid blondie here ain't got the words to say," Reno said as he looked down at his outfit with repulsion.

"I think you look quite cute," Rufus smirked as he rose from the armchair.

"We have to going," he addressed to Cloud.

He reluctantly nodded and tossed a parting glance at Reno. The man had stopped fuming, but a tint of red blushed his cheeks.

"This is so wrong," he grumbled.

"Make sure you keep that on all day, Reno," Rufus said as and Cloud prepared to leave. "I'll know if you take it off and I assure you that the retribution for defying me is not pleasant, or sanitary."

Reno and Cloud both inwardly cringed at the mention of the latter word. Not wanting to face Rufus's wrath himself, Cloud followed the older teen out the door and felt a sense of disappointment over him. He had failed Tseng and Reno due to his fear of the man currently leading him through the condo. His shame deepened when he passed by Tseng's room.

He was so engrossed in his thoughts he failed to notice Rufus had stopped walking. He collided into his back with a surprised grunt.

"Sorry," he mumbled in apology.

Rufus looked over his shoulder at Cloud and raised an amused brow. They were standing by the room Sephiroth and Tseng shared.

"Stay here," Rufus commanded. "I'll be right back."

Cloud nodded as he stood by the door as Rufus went inside. He leaned against the wall and crossed his arms. The events of the morning still occupied his mind, but he tried to focus on the positives, otherwise he would fall into despair again. He thought about how Tseng had kissed him this morning. The man was truly divine and Cloud wished they could have had more time together. He wondered how far a man like Tseng would go with him. Would he only be limited to fleeting touches or would he eventually permit something more?

The door beside him opened with such force he jumped back, the sudden unexpectedness scaring him. A sudden force bolted outside of the room, though all he saw was a flash of silver. He could only assume the man who ran out was Sephiroth.

Rufus appeared a bit after , though he looked annoyed.

"What happened?" he asked.

"I informed Sephiroth that he was charged for all the damages to the condo. I assume he went to the bank or something."

"Oh."

He looked in the room to try and peer at Tseng, but he didn't see him. He wondered where he was momentarily before Rufus signaled for him to follow him.

"Lets go. We have much to do today, Cloud."

The blond nodded and walked cautiously behind Rufus.

Genesis was arranging a tray of breakfast pastries for Cloud when the bell rang throughout the vast kitchen. He glanced at the clock on the wall and swore. Cloud was early today. It was just a little past seven in the morning. Genesis frowned. He had even made an effort to get to the mansion early in order to get a head start on breakfast. The bell sounded again, which was unusual. Scarlet should have already answered the door.

"Hey!" Genesis belted as loud as he could. "Answer the fucking door."

He hurriedly finished preparing the tray and poured a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. His enhanced hearing picked up on the sound of hurried footsteps heading toward the kitchen.

"What the-?" He began as the sound came closer.

"Genesis!" he heard the familiar voice of Sephiroth bellow throughout the hall.

"Oh shit!" He exclaimed, instantly fearing for his body. He hadn't forgotten how Sephiroth had tried to sneak into his room last night. Maybe he wanted to finish the job?

The redhead looked down at his uniform. He had to wear a back up maid outfit he found in the mansion after Sephiroth had soiled his blue lolita one. This one was more traditional, being black and white, but the cut was definitely for a woman so it was small on him. The skirt barely covered his unmentionables. Sephiroth would eat him alive…

Genesis tried to make a run for it, but Sephiroth was closer than he anticipated. He was within Sephiroth's sights in seconds.

"Don't fucking touch me!" He said, grabbing a nearby butter knife and pointing it at the intruder in the same stance he would use his rapier.

"It's all gone!" the man shouted, his response confusing Genesis.

"What?"

"My money! Rufus took every fucking bit of it!" The silver haired man seemed unstable as he approached his comrade.

"Back up!" he demanded, holding the knife with both hands and pressing it lightly into Sephiroth's chest.

"I just need your help," the man said as he continued to lean forward into the knife, its edge too dull to actually piece his skin.

"What do you want?" he said annoyed.

Sephiroth grasped Genesis's shoulders with both hands and looked him the eyes with determination. The redhead gulped, and tried to press the knife deeper into his chest, hoping that it would atleast cause him some discomfort.

"I…" he began, grasping the mans shoulders tighter. "I need you to loan me 3,000 gil."

Genesis recoiled at the request and slipped out of his hold, stepping back a few feet.

"Are you fucking serious?"

"I'll pay you back, but I need the money by tomorrow," he said desperately. Genesis looked into the man's anxious eyes and raised an amused brow.

"Oh, so now you want favors even after the hell you've put me through this week?" He said haughtily.

"I apologize for that, but in my defense you had it coming."

"You aren't doing a very good job of groveling."

Sephiroth suddenly dropped to his hands and knees in a low bow. The action surprised Genesis, but he wasn't displeased by it. Just the opposite in all actuality. He grinned madly as the mighty general bowed before him.

"I'm sorry. I need the money to take Tseng out this weekend. I made reservations at Hailed Hawk Restaurant and I have the presidential suite at Rio Hotel reserved."

"So you need the money to entertain the virgin, hmm?" He said as he placed his heeled boot on top of the silver haired man's bowed head. He grunted at the sharp, sudden pain.

"Yes," he responded truthfully. "I want him to enjoy his night with me."

Genesis applied more pressure on his heel and smirked in sadistic glee.

"I suppose I could loan you the money, but what will you do for me?"

Sephiroth hissed in pain as the heel was pressed deeper into the back of his head. He would do just about anything for the money. All he could see were visions of what Tseng would look like spread out naked underneath him as he took him for the first time. Or perhaps he might ride Tseng's virgin cock as he watched the man's expression of rapture as he finally indulged in another's body. Both seemed equally appealing,but he wouldn't have a chance to experience either unless he had the gil to do so.

"I'll do anything," he admitted.

Genesis chuckled deeply as he removed his heeled boot from Sephiroth's head. He gripped the man's hair, yanking him up by it forcefully. He loved Sephiroth's pained, desperate expression. Genesis would never tell the pompous general he was attracted to him, even though he did shamelessly flirt with him from time to time. However, Sephiroth sometimes took his flirting too far, such as divulging in Genesis' body. Now he had a chance for revenge and he would eagerly take full advantage.

"Very well, I will loan you the money, however..." he released Sephiroth from his hold and pushed him back against the wall. He pinned him against it by pressing his boot against his chest and holding him there.

"You will belong to me for a month. You will be at my every beck and call, just like a slave," he said, pressing his foot harder into the man's chest. Sephiroth grimaced at the acute pain.

"Does it have to be that? Can I just sell my body to you or something?"

"I don't want your body,I want your services!" Genesis fumed.

"Fine, but make it four thousand. If I'm gonna sell myself I might as well get a little extra spending money."

"Deal," Genesis said through a malicious grin.

Cloud and Rufus arrived at the mansion a half hour after Sephiroth. The general had been seated on one of the ornamental sofas in the parlor, sipping languidly at a cup of hot coffee when they walked in.

"Why are you here?" Rufus asked. He tossed the man a look of abject annoyance.

Sephiroth only smirked and set his cup down unto the porcelain plate.

"I am visiting a friend," he said slyly, his tone slightly haughty. He fixed his eyes on the vice president as he sat across from him. He briefly glanced over at the blond youth whose name he couldn't seem to care to remember. He'd be more interested if the cadet was a bit older, more mature looking. The boy was undoubtedly attractive, but he wouldn't be within Sephiroth's radar for a few years.

Genesis entered the room carrying a tray of pastries, with two cups of coffee on either side. He placed the tray down in front of the two blonds and bowed his head slightly. Rufus raised a brow at the uncharacteristic display of compliance Genesis was exhibiting. Sephiroth also was confused as to why the typically spoiled, whiny SOLDIER was going along with his job.

"Are you feeling alright, Genesis?" Rufus asked, more out of curiosity than genuine concern.

He tossed a lovely smile towards them and tilted his head slightly in an enduring manner.

"I'm perfectly fine," he said through a smile. He suddenly turned his attention towards Sephiroth and bowed politely.

"I'll have the money to you this afternoon," he said in a soft tone before adding, " you worthless, insatiable whore."

He has said it so sweetly it had taken Sephiroth a few seconds to realize he'd been insulted. Genesis beamed at Sephiroth before his expression twisted to one that reflected the sadist true intent. He grinned madly and chuckled darkly before he exited the parlor.

"What the fuck was that about?" Rufus asked in regards to the odd exchange.

Sephiroth cleared his throat before he took a sip of his coffee.

"Well, since you stole all my money, I've had to make arrangements to compensate." His movements were calm, but his tone reflected his malice.

Rufus snickered.

"I only charged you for the damages."

"Whatever. Cheap bastard."

"Why do you need the money so urgently? Your accounts may be empty but there is plenty of food at the condo. I'm paying for the place so its not like you have bills."

Sephiroth rolled his eyes and relaxed back into the sofa.

"I have a date this weekend. I need the money a.s.a.p." He sighed out loud and ran his fingers through his silver mane.

"You're doing this all for some fuck?" Rufus grabbed a pastry and took a tentative bite.

"Not just some fuck, the fuck," the general corrected.

"What the hell does that mean? This bitch has a magical pussy or something?"

Rufus chuckled at the own vulgartiy of his joke, nudging Cloud to join in on the hysteria. Instead, Cloud felt very uncomfortable and blushed faintly. Rufus's colorful language always made him feel awkward.

Sephiroth joined in on the laughter before a knowing smirk settled on his voluptuous lips.

"More like a magical ass-pussy. I've got a date with Tseng and it's going to be fucking amazing."

Cloud, who had remained relatively quiet suddenly shot up from the couch, looking wide eyed and frantic. He hadn't noticed he was in his training battle stance, instinctively ready to fight.

"What did you say?"

His voice was unsteady, not with fear, but rage. He knew he was acting weird based on the genuinely surprised expressions from both men, but he didn't care. Tseng was his. He had decided upon that ever since this morning when he watched Sephiroth forcibly carry the man out. He didn't like the idea of Sephiroth touching Tseng in that way, and now the man was talking about fucking him. He was furious.

"Is there something wrong, Cadet?" Sephiroth questioned, sounding more amused than anything.

"Were you hoping to get fucking plowed by your gaurdian Turk? Or maybe you wanted to to do the plowing, hmm?" he teased.

Cloud felt his cheeks turn hot with rage and embarrassment. How could Sephiroth say such things! He wasn't exactly wrong, but Cloud was still offended.

"I thought...you liked Genesis," Cloud stammered. He wasn't really thinking, just spouting whatever he thought he could use to deter the man.

"I do like Genesis. He's fucking hot as hell, so what? I can't be attracted to more than one person?"

Cloud looked to Rufus to see if the man would offer any assistance whatsoever. He wasn't surprised to see the older teen had just selected another pasty, almost as if he were detached from the situation.

"What do you think about this?" he asked Rufus. He wasn't expecting a proper response, but he wanted to know what he was thinking.

"Cloud, you have the advantage you fucking idiot. Sephiroth is broke and I'm about to give you a limitless credit card. Take Tseng out and fuck his brains out before Sephiroth does."

Cloud didn't know how to respond Rufus's tactless statement, but he realized that he was right. He could take Tseng far away from Sephiroth and just spend time with him.

"Oh fuck you," the silver haired man swore as he rose from his seat. He heatedly approached Cloud and the blond thought he meant to strike him. Instead, he placed his hands on the sides of Cloud's head, forcing him to stare into sharp feline eyes.

"I accept your challenge," he practically whispered.

"Um?"

"The battle to win Tseng's affection starts now...Go!"

And with that the man bolted out of the room and Cloud watched from out the window as he ran all the way out the house and down the courtyard. He wasn't sure what transpired and was once again, confused.

"What a fucking moron," Rufus spat. "Let's go to the office. We have a lot to do today."

"Where to you think he ran off to?" Cloud asked. He hoped he wasn't going after Tseng.

"He's probably going after Tseng."

"Fuck," he hissed under his breath. "But what about his job?"

"He will most likely not show up and be punished for it later."

"Can we go after him?" He asked.

"I'll do you one better. I'll notify the greatest cock block in the world to stop him," he said as he pulled out his P.H.S.

"Who?"

"Angeal."

"Oh."

I laughed way too much at Sephiroth in this chapter!