Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Gomen Nasai ❯ Chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

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It was raining.

Dreary clouds covered the skies above Midgar like always. Smog from the reactors gave the almost black clouds a tint of green. By no means a pretty sight, but Reno found himself unable to look at anything else.

The office window was slick with water, dripping slowly down the smooth glass, each and every drop in a race to see who could reach the bottom of the window pane first. Reno watched as the rain dripped down the glass. Why does it always rain when I feel shitty?

A endless pile of paper work had made it's way onto his already messy desk. Reno was hoping, while he was staring out the window, the paperwork would have somehow disappeared. Of course it hadn't. Reno picked up a blue pen, carelessly grabbing a blank mission report.

Mission Number 5467889............................ Mission objective...........

"To see how much of a shit head Reno can be." The redhead muttered, while writing in appropriate details.

Name of Delinquent.................... "Reno, 'the bastard', wanker."

Delinquent's crime.................. "Not knowing a good thing till it's gone..............."

Other notes.................. "Reno is a total utter complete bastard and doesn't deserve to be allow to............... love anyone................" Reno trailed off and threw the pen onto the desk. The ballpoint bounced off the desk and fell to the floor, rolling until it stopped besides someone's feet. "Whaddoya want Tseng?" Reno asked gruffly, singling for the other Turk to give him back the pen. Tseng dropped the pen onto the desk. He stayed silent, just glancing at the redheaded Turk. Reno looked up at his superior. "Shit, don't look at me like like. Just tell me what you were here to tell me then fuck off."

"I'll let the comment slide just because you're in a bad mood." Tseng said shortly.

"No shit." Reno casually closed his lips around the tip of a cigarette, lighting with the gas lighter he had pulled out of his desk drawer. "So?" He asked. his voice a little muffled.

"Just informing you that President Shinra is going to Junon tomorrow for a few days."

Reno took a quick look at Tseng, before moving his gaze to the floor beside his chair.

"And you're telling me this why?" Reno asked in a low voice.

Tseng looked slightly amused at the answer. So I was right..........

"No reason." By the way Reno looked back up at the Turk leader, Tseng guessed that his amusement had crept into his voice.

"Rude told you?" The redhead asked disbelievingly. Tseng shook his head.

"No. It wasn't exactly hard to figure out Reno." Tseng sat on the edge of the other Turk's desk "You're also not going to Junon. I can't let you." Slight concern sneaked into his voice.

"That won't stop me and you know it." Reno muttered. Tseng smiled lightly.

"I meant what I said before, about doing anything rash."

"Actually you said impetuous." Reno stated. "And I can look after myself, don't need you watching over me like some kid."

"I know that Reno." There was silence as the Turk leader studied his co-worker. "Remember who Harding was?" He asked, moving from the desk to sit on the small couch.

"..........He was the Turk leader before you right?" Reno answered a few minutes later. Tseng nodded.

"Any idea why he died?" Tseng took Reno's silence has a 'no'. "On the record he was gunned down in a drive by. Really, he caught Shinra beating the hell out of Rufus and tried to stop him." The black haired man sighed. "He was shot by some Shinra blues. Shinra said it was a warning about what would happen if anyone told him how to raise his own son."

"Sadistic bastard like always then?" Reno said. Tseng didn't answer, he just got up and walked towards the door.

"Just be careful, alright?" Tseng didn't give Reno a chance to reply before he left.

"I'm going to Junon don't tell Tseng bye." Reno rushed out all in one sentence. A half asleep Rude looked at him from behind his sunglasses. Reno guessed that the bald Turk's eyes were half shut.

"Wha?" Grunted Rude.

Reno poked his head back around the door frame of the Turks lounge. He repeated himself.

"I said, I'm going to Junon." Reno said it slower this time round. Rude's sleep hazed mind caught what the redhead had told him. It took him another few minutes to work out why. Reno was just about to make his escape when his friend spoke.

"You can't go on your own."

"Wha?" Reno asked puzzled.

"I know you're gonna go anyway." Rude stood up slowly, brushing a speck of dust off his suit. "Might as well come with you."

"Won't Tseng notice that neither of us are here?" Reno asked, still puzzled.

Rude patted the younger Turk's shoulder a couple of times.

"I think it's at the back of his mind that you'd go anyway. I think he can do without us both for a day."

"......Why?" Reno asked a while later.

"Why what?"

"Why are you coming? I mean I have a reason, what about you?" The redheaded Turk asked dubiously.

"Because you're my friend, and I'd hate to see you hanging by you're testicles from the seventieth floor balcony." Rude commented as if it was an everyday thing.

Reno blinked at the other Turk for a few seconds before laughing like Rude had told the funniest joke of the century. Rude's face was still serious.

"Who says I'm joking?" He told the other man. Reno carried on laughing, clutching his stomach.

"I never said you were joking, but it's still funny as hell."

Rude cracked a grin, while shoving Reno out the door.

Rufus sat absenting stroking the soft, dark fur of Dark Nation, a panther the Vice President had acquired as a 'guard dog' on his arrival in Junon. He never asked why exactly he would need the panther, but at least it gave him some company, maybe more so than a person would. Rufus listened as the huge cat began to purr in a low tone. He laughed a little. It was weird to see a full grown huge panther purr like a little house cat. Dark Nation somehow noticed his master's amusement, so purred even more.

It had only been a few weeks since he moved to Junon. His job was exactly the same as what he did at the Shinra building, except he didn't have the constant interruptions from his father.

His secretary, a curvy brunette who tried flirting with him every chance she got, had told him President Shinra was coming to Junon. He wondered if his father was coming to see how well he was doing his job, or he just missed beating the crap out of him that much he decided to go out of his way to fulfil his desires. He knew it was probably the latter.

Rufus actually enjoyed being in Junon, but one thing always plagued his mind.

Reno.

Rufus shook his head. He shouldn't have argued with the Turk before he left. He shouldn't have tried to push him away. He shouldn't have had any need to push him away, Junon wasn't that far from Midgar, he could have still seen Reno. So why did he start the argument in the first place? He knew Reno had every right to call him a spoilt brat. I am one............... He thought.

"Mr Shinra Sir, President Shinra is here." Came the flirtatious voice of his secretary. Rufus let out one large sigh before he pressed the intercom button.

"Send him in." Rufus picked up a pen and started writing.

The big wooden double doors opened and in stepped President Shinra, dressed in his red suit as always. The plump man stood in the doorway for a few minutes, watching Rufus signing some paper work. The blonde looked up, silently wondering what his father was up to.

"Rufus." The president said, as if he was greeting any other of his employees.

Rufus silently laughed, that's all I am to him, an employee...

"Sir."

"I've been hearing things about you." Shinra began.

Here we go. Rufus tried his hardest not to look amused at his father, though he had no idea why he would be amused at the thought. Maybe at the thought that he guessed right why his father had turned up.

"Really?" The blonde asked. Here comes the excuse to beat the crap of me, why bother?

"General Stewart says you're a bit.... slow with the paper work he's been giving you. Is that true?" Shinra walked around the office, cigar hanging from his mouth. If I'm lucky, maybe his cigar smoke can kill him off for me..........

"I'm working as fast as I can sir. It's not my fault Stewart gives me an obscene amount of work to do in a day." Rufus tried hard not to say the sentence with too much venom in his voice. Not that it would make any difference. Shinra walked so he was stood beside Rufus' chair.

Rufus spun his chair to face the man, knowing if he didn't his father would spin it around anyway. The President brought his hand down. It connected hard with Rufus' cheek. Rufus squeezed his eyes shut for a few seconds before opening them slowly.

"I don't want you to try brat, I want you to succeed!" The plump man shouted.

Rufus sat in silence, staring at the dark wooden floor beneath him. Something within him snapped at that moment. Why should I take his shit? I don't need to. I don't need him. I don't need his god damn company and I don't need his god damn money. Rufus looked up slowly. His eyes held a hint of deadliness in them. Rufus was almost sure that his father took a double take for a minute. Rufus stood up sharply.

"I can't go no fucking faster old man!" Rufus yelled as loud as he could. "If I'm not god enough for you, just fucking replace me. I don't give a damn anymore!" Faster than Rufus could comprehend, he was backed up against a wall, a chubby hand around his neck. Dark Nation growled, but the President ignored it.

"Don't talk to me like that boy. Your mother is right, you're nothing but a spoilt little brat who knows nothing." The President wasn't shouting, he wasn't yelling, he wasn't even using his deadly tone. His voice held no emotion at all. Rufus found it almost as nerving as the hand around his neck.

"What would she know......." Rufus choked out. "She hasn't even seen me for at least five years."

"Don't talk about your mother like that Rufus!" The shout had returned, the grip on the boy's neck tightened.

Rufus would have said something in return, but he found that he voice wouldn't work the way he wanted it to. He began to struggle for breath. He found himself staring at his father's stoic face, then felt himself start to go light headed.

"Don't worry Rufus. No one will miss you." The President sneered.

"You can't go in there!" Shouted a female voice from outside the office. Rufus only vaguely heard it.

The door burst open. Reno stood in the doorway, looking straight at the President

"Let go of the Vice President sir." Reno said loudly in a professional voice, one he rarely used. Shinra released his grip on Rufus to turn and look the Turk dead in the eye.

"Don't tell me what to do Turk! I'll have you shot!" Shinra thundered. Rufus looked up at Reno, a hand rubbing his bruised neck. The blonde had a grateful look on his face. Reno noticed this before turning his gaze back to the older Shinra.

"Don't get me wrong sir." Reno started. "But isn't it our duty to protect the Shinra family? Maybe it be from a terrorist group or from each other?"

Shinra didn't reply, he just stared dumbly at the Turk. He watched as Rude appeared behind the redhead. The President took one look back at his son, before storming out the room, muttering something about how he wanted to shoot all Turks.

Reno slowly walked towards Rufus, who was still sat on the floor. He kneeled down next to him and smiled.

"Hey."

"I'm sorry." Rufus said softly. He looked to the floor, his hand still rubbing his neck. Reno lifted his hand to pushed up Rufus' chin, so the blonde was looking at him. he then moved it to caresses his cheek.

"You have nothing to be sorry about. I should be the one that's sorry. You only did what you thought would hurt you less. I shouldn't have shouted at you." Reno said with affection in his voice. He saw Rufus' surprised look. "Don't get used to it. That's the one time I'm gonna apologise." Reno grinned. Rufus smiled lightly.

"I missed you. Next time I come out with some stupid plan, shoot me ok?" Rufus muttered.

"As you wish sir." Reno pressed his lips against the blonde's

"Get a room." Came the voice of the forgotten about Rude still stood in the doorway. He dodged the paper weight that came his way. Rufus and Reno just laughed.

Not the end! Trust me the best bit is in the next chapter ^_^