Tease - COMPLETE

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Warning:



A Zack and Cloud and possibly others (not telling yet ) fic, can guess who they are… yaoi…if you don’t like that…don’t read.



Consequences for Reno…



Authors Note:



I plan on having a lot of fun with this fic and bringing in some others into the mix. You can probably guess who they are by now…now it is just how will it all come together.



Thanks to ZiggyPasta for being my Beta…thanks and more thanks…



Disclaimer:



Don’t own, just using for my own amusement





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PUNISHMENT



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Reno wanted to sit alone.



He sipped a bitter, cooling cup of coffee and sat in the far corner of the quickly filling lunch room. He didn’t even know why he had bothered to enter the room, when he wanted in no way interact with the rest of the Turks. He would have preferred to stay curled up in his bed and ignore the cruel world.



~especially Sissy~



He was wallowing in his own misery, and he was not sure how to deal with how everything had been turning against him lately.



~how did it come down to this?~



Saturday night was a horrible mess, which left him disgruntled and edgy. He had phoned his few regulars, and not a single one had returned his call. He got pissed off, shut off his phone, and seeing that there was no other option, he had been forced to take matters into his own hands.



~literally~



He stayed home all of Sunday, thinking about how terrible it was to be iholed up in his apartment, alone, after all that teasing. Rufus had done it on purpose. The Brat was going to pay, once he figured out how he was going to retaliate. Reno was also determined to find a way to torture the two spike-brains. They did not have to kiss in front of him like that, and have the audacity to throw it in front of his face as they left Monteno’s. It was those two flirty idiots' fault that he was wound up so tight, anyway.



~and then there was Sephiroth~



Reno held back a groan at the thought of the silver-haired General. He had been trying - very hard - to forget how it felt to be brutally pushed up against that wall, feeling the full length of the General’s body pressed against him. Reno tried not to remember how he had been unable to stop the groan when Sephrioth breathed that threat into his ear.



~so fuckin’ hot~



Way too hot. He was the General. The General never lost his cool. Reno wondered what had set off 'Mr. Frost', as he should be called. Reno knew that it couldn’t be just his smokes. Reno prided himself on pissing people off, but even he knew that Sephiroth was not one to push too hard. Maybe he did press a little hard, after all, he poked the General. That was a little bit reckless.



~extremely stupid thing to do~



Of course, Sephiroth was a little edgy…



~frustrated~



…at dinner. He wondered why? He would have to ask Zack if he knew what was bothering Sephiroth.



But that wasn’t Reno's biggest worry. He was concerned that Sephiroth seemed to have known about Rufus and his teasing inclinations. Sephiroth had even taunted him with the knowledge, even had the tenacity to look amused at how flustered Reno became.



~it's just easier to hate all men~



Cissnei came and sat beside him.



~and her too~



She smiled brightly at him and gave him a way too cheery 'good morning'. She was enjoying his misery all too much, and still seemed to be enjoying taunting him.



“I hate you,” he grumbled at her and slouched further in his chair.



“I know,” she said, just as cheerfully as her greeting. “How was your weekend?”



He glared at her as she sipped her coffee. At least she could have brought him a new one; his was cold. “Why do ya care, Sissy?” he muttered.



“Cissnei,” she corrected him, like clockwork. “Don’t really care. Just need something to make it through the Monday.”



“Glad to make your day, Sissy.” He glowered at her. She had a silly smile on her face as she sipped her steaming coffee. He narrowed his eyes at her; she was way too happy for a Monday.



“What did ya do?” he ventured. Not that he really cared, but he had a sneaky suspicion that it was something that he didn’t get on the weekend. Before she could answer, he blurted, “Did you get laid?”



“None of your business!” she exclaimed, and glared at him. He doubted that he had ever seen her face turn so red before.



~Was EVERYONE else getting some action? Even prissy little Sissy got laid!~



“Then don’t bring up the weekend!” he snapped and took a drink of his coffee, grimacing at the plain - and now cold - drink. He needed his flask, which was currently hiding in his desk.



“What the hell is up your butt?” she snapped back at him.



“That is the fuckin’ problem! Nothin’.” Reno realized what he said, once he saw the look on Sissy’s face twist into one of great amusement.



~stupid mouth~



He watched as the slim woman burst into giggles so vicious, that she was forced to put her drink down before she slopped it over her hands.



“Laugh it up, yo,” Reno grumbled, and narrowed his eyes at her.



Damn woman was still giggling, when Rude walked over. He had his phone firmly in his hand, and a concerned look on his face. He was grateful to see his partner. Rude was a good reason to ignore Sissy; she was way too happy at his misery.



~and she got laid, too. She was able to get what you can’t~



“You haven’t been answering your phone,” Rude said, always straight to the point.



“No good mornin’ or anythin’?” Reno said, looking up at the stern face.



“No,” Rude said. “Is there something wrong with your phone?”



“Nope,” Reno said and took another drink. He grimaced. He pushed the cup away from him so that he would remember that he needed a new cup, and would have to add a little bit of flavouring. He knew that it was still too early to technically start drinking, but he didn’t care that it was not even nine in the morning yet.



“Then why haven’t you answered your phone?” Rude stood there and looked down at him with those damn sunglasses, and sternly gritted teeth.



“Turned it off, yo,” he said. “Someone,” he said, and looked over to Sissy, “has been sending me way too many texts.” It was one of the reasons he shut off his phone.



She just smiled.



~hate her soooooooooo much~



“Turn it on,” Rude said.



“Don’t wanna,” Reno said, realizing that he had crossed his arms and was looking away from Rude.



~pouting like a child~



“Turn. On. Your. Phone.”



“No!”



Reno looked up at Rude and tried to stare him down. An impossible task, but he tried. Reno did not last long before he resigned with a sigh, and reached into his pocket. “Damn you, yo,” he grumbled and turned on his phone.



It rang as soon as it started up.



Rude closed his own phone and tucked it into his jacket, “Tseng is wishing to speak with you.”



The words 'Boss Man' flashed on the call display. He let the phone ring.



“Aren’t you going to answer that?” Sissy said.



“Don’t wanna,” Reno said as he stared at the phone.



“Answer it,” Rude demanded.



“Don’t. WANNA!”



“Quit being a baby,” Sissy said. “What did you do to piss him off?”



“Nothin’,” Reno muttered. He knew that he was going to get ripped a new one over the shopping trip. He was going to have to explain those clothes to Tseng, and then of course, having his phone off was a big 'no-no', too.



Rude stood, unmoving and seemingly unimpressed.



Reno sighed as the phone stopped ringing and started to beep at him.



“You can’t hide from him forever,” Sissy said.



“Wanna see me try?” Reno said. He wondered how long it would be before they would drag him up to Tseng’s office. He figured he had until noon.



Rude crossed his arms, still giving off the silent demand by his stance.



The phone started to ring in his hand again.



“Answer the damn phone.” Rude was looking pissed. It took a lot for Rude to get pissed and he seemed to be on the verge of scowling.



~that would be thirty-two times, if I got him to scowl~



“Alright, alright,” he mumbled, knowing that if he did make Rude scowl, it usually some extra paperwork being dropped on his desk, in retaliation. He flipped open the phone and held it to his ear, “Yo. Reno here.”



“Reno,” Tseng’s voice cut through him. Tseng was angry, and it was directed at him. “My office. Ten minutes. Do NOT be late.”



~my life sucks~



He snapped his phone shut and looked at the two amused faces. “You both can go screw yourselves,” he said and stood.



He saw Sissy blush, and give a shy look that was directed at Rude.



~Holy crap!~



He looked over at his bald partner and saw a small smile on his lips. Rude never smiled like that, unless he got laid.



~no way!~



“Yo! Really,” he said and looked between both of them. “Really. You two got laid. With each other? Yo, what the hell?” he said and pushed Sissy’s shoulder. Her face turned almost as red as his hair, as his partner shrugged and pushed up his glasses.



“Don’t be a jerk!” Cissnei yelled at him.



“Get out of here,” Rude said. “If I get another call from Tseng, I will drag your bony ass up there and leave you there to rot.”



~no denials there~



“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Reno said looking at the two of them, who were now standing side by side. He never would have thought of them together. Reno smirked as he looked at the two. He focused on Rude. “I’ve seen ya in the shower, yo,” Reno said as he started to walk away. “I’m amazed Sissy can walk.”



Reno had to dodge a flying coffee cup.





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Reno had been standing there for five minutes, staring at Tseng tapping away at the computer. The only thing that Tseng said, when he entered the room, was for him to stand and be quiet.



And for once, he actually obeyed. Not being able to talk was killing him.



Tseng’s fingers stopped tapping on the keyboard. Tseng leaned back in his office chair, and Reno felt Tseng’s dark eyes focus on him.



~yep, gonna be guarding the dump~



“You did not answer your phone yesterday,” Tseng said in a clipped tone.



“Was busy,” he lied. Lying in bed and dreaming about SOLDIERS and SOLDIER-wannabes…



~don’t forget about the Brat~



… and wanking off really doesn’t constitute as 'busy'.



Tseng didn’t let any emotion show on his face. His voice was low, almost threatening, “We have to rectify this billing situation.”



“Ya looked good in that suit, yo,” Reno said. “Should change up yer style from time to time.”



Tseng ignored the comment.



~Boss doesn’t know how to take a compliment~



“You were lax in your duties, as well,” Tseng said. “You were distracted.”



~hot SOLDIERS in the other room, of course I was distracted~



“It was a lame-ass assignment,” Reno said, relaxing his stance. He remembered Tseng agreeing with him on that.



“It doesn’t matter. I still expect you to perform, at all times, as a Turk,” Tseng said, and stood. “That red suit was not Turk issue.”



“It was much hotter,” Reno said.



Tseng’s eyes narrowed, and Reno saw his jaw clench.



~really pissing him off~



Tseng took in a deep, calming breath. “You are lucky that Rufus was quite pleased with how the evening went.”



~damn teasing Brat was pleased, huh? Wish I was



“Or your punishment would be more severe,” Tseng continued.



~here we go~



“First, your next pay check will be docked.”



Reno had been expecting that.



“Second, you will attend some extra training to help you focus a little better.”



Training? He wasn’t that expecting that.



“You will train every day for two hours at the four a.m. boot camp at Sector 3 centre. You WILL attend, and complete said boot camp.”



Reno opened his mouth to protest, but Tseng raised his hand. Reno shut his mouth closed with a click of teeth.



“At least seven days of that should ensure that your attention will be back to where it belongs.”



~doubt it~



“Third, you will have the in-house surveillance duties, until I decide to change them. I believe the Mess will be a good place for you to work.”



~not much better than the dump~



“Rude will be reassigned to Cissnei for this time, so do not worry about your partner.”



~great, they can go at it like rabbits, now~



“You really should think twice, before you do such...” Tseng hesitated a bit. "Silly actions.”



“Yeah, well, it was a good idea at the time,” Reno said.



~it was worth seeing Cloud in those clothes~



“You think a lot of things are 'good at the time',” Tseng said, and took a step forward. Reno grinned at him.



“It’s what makes me such a great guy,” Reno said with a smirk.



Tseng sighed and rubbed that dot on his forehead.



~that is now the two hundredth and thirty-eighth time I've made him do that~



“You are dismissed.”



Reno slouched and turned to walk out. He thought himself lucky, really. Waking up at four a.m. was going to suck, but a little training wouldn’t hurt. Maybe it would tire him out, and he would be too tired to think about the SOLDIERS and the Brat.



~so unlikely~



He could survive the pay cut for one month, but being on watch in the Mess Hall was going to be rough. He hated that place, with all those grunts running around and horrible smelling food. It made him ill.



~you will get to see Cloud~



So maybe it wasn’t going to be so bad, after all.



“Oh. Reno,” Tseng said.



Reno stopped and turned. “Yeah, Boss?” Reno froze and took in a sharp breath at what he saw in Tseng’s hand. He was holding his missing red tie.



“You seemed to have forgotten this in the Vice-President’s limo.”



Reno was still frozen.



“You wouldn’t want to lose the matching tie to that expensive suit of yours,” Tseng said as he walked forward holding the tie in front of him.



~does he know?~



From that small twitch of Tseng's lip, Reno was pretty sure that he knew.



“Thanks,” Reno said as he took the tie. Of course, he wanted to ask him if he knew that he was the Brat’s back-up plan all along.



“You should be careful, if you are involving yourself with Rufus,” Tseng said with a smirk. “He has broken bigger men than you.”



~what the hell was that supposed to mean?~



Tseng’s face changed to his professional one. “Report to the Mess. You will start today.”



“Right, Boss,” Reno said as he pocketed the red tie. Reno remembered how skilfully the Brat had removed it from him. He had to suppress a shiver at the thoughts of how it felt to have those fingers ghost over his throat.



~broke bigger men? Who?~



Reno left, shutting the door behind him. He swore he heard Tseng laughing.



Reno was beginning to think that Gaia really, really, hated him.