Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Hazard Pay ❯ Chapter 17 ( Chapter 17 )
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By: LilyMoonsAlias 
Non Anime: Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Shounen / Supernatural / Romance / Hentai / Action | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 02.21.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 795 | Visits: 343 | Status: Work In Progress
Non Anime: Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Shounen / Supernatural / Romance / Hentai / Action | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 02.21.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 795 | Visits: 343 | Status: Work In Progress
Reno was pouting. There was no other word for it, but no one dared say it out loud. That EMR of his packed quite a wallop when he was in a decidedly pissy mood. The knowledge that his lover was going into a fight while only partially healed combined with the fact his boss had refused to authorize his use of a helicopter had made the redhead sullen and surly. It hadn't helped any when Cloud had pointed out that Shinra helicopters weren't exactly stealth equipped.
"And I suppose that roaring behemoth of yours is sneaky?" Reno had snapped back and stalked off to reduce some set aside lumber into kindling with vicious kicks.
Cloud had looked worried, but Rude only smiled slightly and his eyes glittered behind his shades. *He* knew that Reno in a rage was good to have at your back. Once he calmed down enough to think logically, Reno would take out all his aggression on the idiots who had attacked his employers and his lover.
Rude had been on the phone with Tseng, coordinating their attack. By the time he snapped his phone shut Reno had returned.
"The four of us will be going in as the first wave from the ground," Rude said. "We'll go by vehicle until we're just out of range then go in the rest of the way on foot to infiltrate. Once we're in, Tseng will bring in the rest of the Turks by fleet helicopter."
"Oh, so Tseng gets a bird," Reno interrupted.
"Reno, let him finish," Cloud said, exasperated. His shoulder was aching and he was hiding it. He just wanted this finished. "You'll be with me on Fenrir. You wanted my back, didn't you?"
Reno shut up, but his eyes let Cloud know that he wasn't fooled one bit. Cloud stared right back and hefted his last sword into the compartments on his bike like it was a child's toy. He swung a leg over his bike and waited for Reno to get on behind him. When he felt Reno mount behind him and wrap arms around his waist, he turned around slightly.
"When this is over you and I have some talking to do," Cloud said and started the bike. Then he switched on the headset Rude had given him.
Reno did the same and they listened to Rude's directions to the abandoned factory. After that they were on radio silence. Reno all but plastered himself against Cloud's back in a mixture of worry and the fact Cloud was one reckless, scary driver. By the time they reached the bluff where the vehicles would be stashed, Cloud had to peel Reno off his back. Reno stood on shaky legs and retied his wind whipped hair.
"Fuck," he muttered. "Give me a helicopter and some heat seekers after me any day. It would be a hella lot safer than riding with you."
Cloud grinned at him cheekily and pulled out the sword that could be broken down into multiple segments. Rude and Vincent joined them, Vincent moving as quietly as a shadow. He took point and the small group moved through the scattered trees and neglected underbrush surrounding the factory. It seemed the little cult like band had grown over confident after taking down Cloud. There were only two on sentry duty, and they were easily dispatched by a couple of well placed blows by Vincent and Reno.
The two were tied and gagged and tracer bugs attached to them. Reno used his toe to flip one onto his back. The unconscious guard couldn't have been more than sixteen.
"Damn," Reno said. "They're just a bunch of kids."
"Dangerous, brainwashed kids who play with bombs and tainted materia," Vincent reminded him and, after a nod to Rude, disappeared in a swirl of his cloak to leap to the top of the factory.
Right before the other three entered the under levels of the factory, Cloud grabbed Reno's shoulder.
"Disable only," Cloud whispered. He swallowed a couple of times. "I don't want any more death over Sephiroth or the Remnants."
He didn't realize he was rubbing his right shoulder, but Reno saw it and was nearly crackling with electricity.
"No promises," Reno returned. "If it's us or them, I'm going to choose us. You know that."
Cloud nodded but his eyes were sad.
"And I suppose that roaring behemoth of yours is sneaky?" Reno had snapped back and stalked off to reduce some set aside lumber into kindling with vicious kicks.
Cloud had looked worried, but Rude only smiled slightly and his eyes glittered behind his shades. *He* knew that Reno in a rage was good to have at your back. Once he calmed down enough to think logically, Reno would take out all his aggression on the idiots who had attacked his employers and his lover.
Rude had been on the phone with Tseng, coordinating their attack. By the time he snapped his phone shut Reno had returned.
"The four of us will be going in as the first wave from the ground," Rude said. "We'll go by vehicle until we're just out of range then go in the rest of the way on foot to infiltrate. Once we're in, Tseng will bring in the rest of the Turks by fleet helicopter."
"Oh, so Tseng gets a bird," Reno interrupted.
"Reno, let him finish," Cloud said, exasperated. His shoulder was aching and he was hiding it. He just wanted this finished. "You'll be with me on Fenrir. You wanted my back, didn't you?"
Reno shut up, but his eyes let Cloud know that he wasn't fooled one bit. Cloud stared right back and hefted his last sword into the compartments on his bike like it was a child's toy. He swung a leg over his bike and waited for Reno to get on behind him. When he felt Reno mount behind him and wrap arms around his waist, he turned around slightly.
"When this is over you and I have some talking to do," Cloud said and started the bike. Then he switched on the headset Rude had given him.
Reno did the same and they listened to Rude's directions to the abandoned factory. After that they were on radio silence. Reno all but plastered himself against Cloud's back in a mixture of worry and the fact Cloud was one reckless, scary driver. By the time they reached the bluff where the vehicles would be stashed, Cloud had to peel Reno off his back. Reno stood on shaky legs and retied his wind whipped hair.
"Fuck," he muttered. "Give me a helicopter and some heat seekers after me any day. It would be a hella lot safer than riding with you."
Cloud grinned at him cheekily and pulled out the sword that could be broken down into multiple segments. Rude and Vincent joined them, Vincent moving as quietly as a shadow. He took point and the small group moved through the scattered trees and neglected underbrush surrounding the factory. It seemed the little cult like band had grown over confident after taking down Cloud. There were only two on sentry duty, and they were easily dispatched by a couple of well placed blows by Vincent and Reno.
The two were tied and gagged and tracer bugs attached to them. Reno used his toe to flip one onto his back. The unconscious guard couldn't have been more than sixteen.
"Damn," Reno said. "They're just a bunch of kids."
"Dangerous, brainwashed kids who play with bombs and tainted materia," Vincent reminded him and, after a nod to Rude, disappeared in a swirl of his cloak to leap to the top of the factory.
Right before the other three entered the under levels of the factory, Cloud grabbed Reno's shoulder.
"Disable only," Cloud whispered. He swallowed a couple of times. "I don't want any more death over Sephiroth or the Remnants."
He didn't realize he was rubbing his right shoulder, but Reno saw it and was nearly crackling with electricity.
"No promises," Reno returned. "If it's us or them, I'm going to choose us. You know that."
Cloud nodded but his eyes were sad.