Tease - COMPLETE

TEASE

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Warning:

A Zack and Cloud and possibly others (not telling yet ) fic… yaoi…

Very Reno- ific here and Zack makes it to a store –Finally!



Authors Note:

I plan on having a lot of fun with this fic and bringing in some others into the mix. I won’t ruin the surprise right now.



Disclaimer:

Don’t own, just using for my own amusement. No profit either.



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SHOPS

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“What!” Everyone in the room turned and looked at him. He didn’t care though. He crinkled the assignment sheet in his hand and saw red. Damn it, why did this have to happen to him?



“Is there a problem with your assignment, Reno?” Tseng said in a cool voice as his dark eyes fixed on him. A couple of people snickered at him, Rude just shook his head and he was pretty sure that Sissy was pulling out her phone.



He was going to have to find a way to disable her text feature.



~maybe break her fingers~



“No, sir,” he said and slunk in his chair.



~big problem~



He scowled at the sheet of paper that was crumpled his hand. This was some sort of cruel joke of fate for this to happen to him.



Tseng continued to talk to the other Turks in the room in his low calm voice, but he wasn’t listening any more.



~ waste of fucking time~



Reno scowled at the piece of paper and glared at his boss. He knew that they were going to have words after this meeting. This was garbage! He didn’t want to do this.



~on Saturday of all nights ~



Tseng was talking about some cooperation with some SOLDIERs and blah, blah, blah, something, something, something and boring, boring, boring!



~and I get stuck with this~



“Dismissed,” Tseng’s voice finally said. He stood but Tseng pointed to him. “Sit.”



~I don’t like this trend of being treated like a mutt~



But he obeyed and sat back down as the other Turks left the conference room. He sat back in chair and placed his shoes on the table. He doubted that he could get in to anymore trouble from his outburst. He looked at the paper in his hand.



“Explain your outburst,” Tseng said simply with a frown. Reno smirked. He knew how much his boss hated when he was so casual about things, especially when it came to being in the office. “I believe this type of assignment that you enjoy.” Tseng walked beside him.



“What? Being a useless bodyguard?” He snorted and crinkled the paper further. “We are not needed for this, yo.”



Tseng grunted. “I agree with your assessment,” he said.



~Tseng. Agreeing with me? Is he sick or something?~



Tseng continued. “Rufus wants to put a show on for this troupe. I guess he is quite fond of the lead dancer. He wants to make a strong impression on them.”



“Pfft,” Reno said. “He has Sephiroth joining them. Why does he need to have two Turks guarding him to get a girl into his bed?”



“This is the way it will be,” Tseng said. “You know Moneteno’s better than any of the other Turks. You know the staff. You know the location. You will know if there are any threats. Plus, Rufus requested that you be assigned to this.”



~Great. Personal request for an appearance. I should start to charge people. ~



“Wonderful,” he mumbled.



“I know you already had plans,” Tseng said, “but I need you there.”



“Wonderful,” he repeated.



“I will be escorting the dance troupe to the restaurant. You will be escorting Rufus there,” Tseng said simply. “And you will not be sloppily dressed for the occasion.”



“What’s wrong with this?” Reno said with a grin. He knew it got Tseng’s ire up the way he dressed.



Tseng gave him a little sigh and rubbed that red dot on his forehead, as if he was developing a headache. He made him do that a lot. It was a point of pride actually. “I have already made arrangements for you to pick up a properly pressed suit at Lore’s. You will wear it WITH the tie.”



~Wonderful. Icing on the cake. ~



Tseng dark eyes looked down at him. Reno wished he could read those dark eyes of his. “Understand, Reno!” Tseng voice said. “You can try to get your drinking title back from that young man on another weekend.”



He just grunted. How could he tell his boss that he didn’t want to go because the room he booked was for two other guys that he had apparently set up? They would be eating together in an expensive restaurant…



~that I am paying for~



… in a room down from where was standing listening to some boring conversation with Rufus, Sephiroth and some dancer queen.



“The suit will be ready for you to pick up at four,” Tseng said, “Pick up mine as well.”



“What the hell? When did I become your slave?” Reno blurted as Tseng passed him another piece of paper. It was a clothing ticket.



Tseng gave him an amused smile, turned his back to him and left the conference room.



“What the fuck!”



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Reno scowled as he arrived at Lore’s with the stupid clothing ticket in his hand.



~Now I am fetching. Zack’s had the puppy nickname. When the hell did this happen to me? ~



He drove to the damn store. Picking up his own and boss' suit was humiliating enough and even more humiliating knowing that the store would deliver to ShinRa offices and had delivered to Tseng before too.



Rude had offered to come with him but he had way too smug of a look on his face. Rude was way too amused by his misery, so he had brushed him off.



He walked by the store window and saw a shocking…



~delightful~



… sight.



He was not expecting to see the three infantry men in the store and least of all one of them Cloud.



~hot damn~



It totally made up for becoming an errand boy.



He ignored the other two boys, especially the one with the blue hair and makeup. Was that even allowed in the army? He had seen the guy bouncing around before, but he had not been aware that he was one of Cloud’s friends.



He focused on Cloud.



The blue haired guy was fussing between the collar and the cuffs of a sky blue shirt that Cloud was wearing.



~blue is his color~



It wasn’t the ShinRa army blue; it was beautiful soft blue that seemed to make Cloud’s eyes seem as if they glowed from mako, like the SOLDIER he wanted to become.



He was wearing a dark brown pair of pants that were little low on his hips, hugged his thighs, and flared slightly at his ankles, so they almost hid the ugly army boots that he wore on his feet.



~those pants are sooooooooo tight~



He whistled and was thankful that he was not in the store, even though someone walking by gave him a strange look. He just glared at the guy and went back to looking at Cloud.



~peeping tom~



He watched as the guy with the long blue haired kid flitted around Cloud only to get punched, and all three of them laughed.



Cloud looked at the price tag on the shirt and frowned.



He wished he could hear the conversation of what was going on. Cloud was shaking his head and had to push the blue haired one away again, turned on his heel and went into a change room.



He watched as those two sorted through clothes as they waited for Cloud to walk out of the change room. The one with the blue hair was quite clingy and kept getting hit by the one with the extremely short black hair.



Cloud exited the change room and he was back in normal boring military casual clothes. He put the tight brown pants and blue shirt on a rack.



The two guys were talking to him and Cloud kept shaking his head. Then he realized that they were leaving the store. He was thankful that there were plants for him to hide behind. He did not want Cloud to see him. He hid behind the plants that allowed him to still view Cloud.



~turning into a stalker~



“…worth the cost!” The blue haired man said as they walked outside.



“Shut up! I don’t have the money for that!” Cloud said. “That shirt was just 100 gil! I don’t have that much money.”



“But you looked so hot in it,” the blue haired man said with a whine. “Whoever your new sugar-daddy is would give you anything you wanted in that shirt!”



~sugar-daddy?~



“Quit being a jerk, Joseph,” the one with the short black hair said.



Cloud groaned and blushed.



“You need to look debonair to go to Monteno’s,” Joseph said and pounced on to the shoulders of Cloud. Cloud shrugged him off. It seemed that Cloud was used to the boy’s behaviour.



“Guys,” there was a small whine in his voice.



“You can get those simple black pants and white shirt from Genes,” the dark haired man said.



“Pft, he will look like a Turk in that outfit, John,” Joseph said with a whiny tone to his voice. Joseph then proceeded to cling to the one named John.



“He’ll look fine!” John said.



“I don’t have a sugar-daddy,” Cloud sighed.



“Oh, whatever, sugar-daddy, sugar-mama, whatever,” Joseph said. “I mean, you are going to Moneteno’s. You need quite a bit of dough and connections to get in there.”



“Quit it,” Cloud said.



“Then tell us who it is!” Jospeh said. If it was possible, there was even more whining in his tone. They stopped walking, which was good, because he wouldn’t have any place to hide if they kept walking.



~eavesdropper ~



“Yeah!” The one named John said. “You snuck off on Monday night, you have switched 2 night patrol shifts to get Saturday off and you have brushed off your training sessions with Zack. Who ever it is, the person must be hot.”



“Soooo, you need to look hot!” Joseph said and put his hands on Cloud’s shoulders again and bounced around him.



~annoying ditz~



“I know. I know!” Cloud said and shook his head and they started to walk away. “Maybe I can borrow…”



Reno frowned as the group walked out of earshot. He had never thought that Cloud would not have a set of nice clothes before. He was used to seeing Cloud in his usual casual clothes..



~which he looks good in~



…or the military uniform. He kept those meagre clothes in good shape and they fit him well.



He walked into the store and looked at clothing ticket that Tseng gave him. He smirked as he looked at it. Tseng didn’t sign it.



He should know better than to leave him a blank cheque.



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Zack wondered if he bought too much stuff.



~or maybe not enough~



He rubbed his forehead as he looked at the bag he was carrying back to his room. He had been so nervous in the store. He had just planned on going down to the drugstore and grab the basics but the last couple of days his dreams had giving way too many ideas, so he went to…



…Loveless Delights…



…the other store. The other store had given him way too many ideas for all the things that he wanted to do Cloud.



The fleeting glimpse of Cloud was enough to make him almost want to cancel the date completely and just drag him back to his room and ravish him. He had cancelled their training sessions. He couldn’t after all have Cloud hurting his shoulder anymore. He regretted it now though. They didn’t need to use it to train after all, they could have…



~had some heavy make-out sessions~



…done other things.



Cloud had been his friends for months and now they had more than a friendship. He realized that he had been almost seeing him every day in one way or another; passing him in the hall, seeing him in the mess hall, the bi-weekly extra training sessions, their Saturday night either on the town, or playing cards in the quad. He had seen Cloud almost every day!



How did he not realize that it could be construed that they were dating to begin with! He would always give him a wave or a pat on the back.



~now you have to refrain from patting his butt~



He didn’t even realize that he had been so smitten with the boy until he…



~teased you on the train~



…they were getting serious.



He missed him, even though it had only been a few days, and was now getting extremely impatient. He had to wait one more whole day for their first official date and to use some of the…



~heavy~



…bag of goodies on him.



The elevator dinged. 32nd floor. The door opened and Sephiroth got in. He suppressed a frown. Sephiroth had been acting weird lately and didn’t want to get drawn into another conversation that didn’t make any sense. He wondered if he had been down in the labs and have sniffed something wrong.



“Zack,” Sephiroth said.



“Sephiroth,” he said with a smile as the large man pressed a button to go to the upper most floors.



“Been shopping?” Sephiroth said and his green eyes were focused on the bag in his hand.



Zack was thankful that the store just had a discreet black paper bag. He was not ready to answer those types of questions from Sephiroth. Of course, his mouth was ahead of his brain sometimes, “Got a date on Saturday.”



~why the hell would you tell him that?~



Sephiroth raised his eyebrow at him and his green eyes looked him up and down. “Who is the lucky girl? Is it the one from the slums that you mentioned before?” He asked. He turned slightly towards him.



~you brought it up, you dolt!~



“Well, no,” he said and paused and gave a small chuckle and rubbed the back of his head. He couldn’t look at Sephiroth with thoughts of Cloud in his head. Thankfully, Sephiroth didn’t wait for a proper answer.



“Where are you taking your lucky date?” Sephiorth asked.



~when did he start to care about his personal life?~



“Monteno’s.”



~stupid mouth~



“How did you get a reservation there?” Sephiroth said with a smirk. He had such a warped sense of humour!



“Hey, I got connections too, you know,” Zack said glaring directly at Sephiroth.



Sephiroth smirked, not quite a smile, “I am sure that you do. I have an engagement there on Saturday as well.”



“Oh, yeah. Heard about that,” Zack smiled brightly then. He was so glad that he was not a figure-head like Sephiroth. “Being forced to sit through a dinner with a bunch of artsy fruits and Rufus. Sounds like a riot.” He didn’t bother to hide his sarcastic tone with that comment.



Sephiroth frowned. “Yes. It is a part of this job I loathe,” he said in a low tone. “I am sure, if you succeed at your upcoming mission, they will be requesting you for such menial tasks.”



“Gaia forbid,” Zack responded. Sephiroth was definitely developing a twisted sense of humour.



The elevator dinged and opened. He had never been so thankful to get out of an elevator in his life.



“Zack,” Sephiroth said, holding his hand out to keep the door open. He turned to look at the General. “I am to arrive at Monteno’s at six. What time is your arrival expected?”



~what?~



“Seven,” Zack said. His mouth was running ahead way too quick lately.



“Then we can take my transport together,” Sephiroth said and allowed the elevator door to close.



Zack stared at the closed elevator door for a moment. Sephiroth was acting so weird lately and this was just the icing on the cake.



~just hope he doesn’t want to travel home with you too~