Tease: Puppy

TEASE: PUPPY

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Warning:

A Zack and unknown for now. I am not going to tell until it happens. fic… yaoi…eventually, won't be for awhile,…if you don't like that…don't read.

Author's Note:
Zack meets his is introduced to his first Turk.
Zack still such a boy!

Disclaimer:
Don't own, just using for my own amusement
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TURK

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Zack blocked out the banter of the doctor. It wasn't like he hadn't heard it before. It was the same speech that he got every time he was in the hospice. "You have got to be more careful", "What were you thinking" and, "This could have been much worse. You are a lucky boy."

They were both given potions and sent home with another lecture about how they weren't cheap.

Albin gave him a sheepish, "Sorry for ratting you out."

"It's okay. Dad would have found out anyway," Zack said.

~Dad always has ways of finding out~

He sighed heavily and rubbed the back of his head as he started to walk home. Mom was always the tougher of the two. He could sometimes get Dad to be lenient on him, being the only boy in his family, but mom would never have anything to do with it. Having four older sisters made Mom watch him like a hawk and so did his sisters.

Mom most likely already talked to Albin's mom and he was going to be grounded for three weeks.

He dragged his feet and stuffed a hand in his pocket. He couldn't stuff his other hand in; it was still swollen despite the potion and treatment. The doctor had also wrapped it in a horrible bright yellow tensor bandage.

~at least I'll get out of peeling potatoes~

Zack walked into the house and saw that the house was a wild hub of activity. He had forgotten that Mom was helping cook for the visitors and that perked him up.

~I'll hopefully get to talk to the SOLDIER~

"Zackary!"

Zack cringed and looked up at his mother who came charging out of the kitchen. Her hands immediately went to her hips and had a stern look on her face. "Today of all days!"

"Sorry, mom," Zack said and kept his eyes to the floor. It was the best way to help alleviate some of the anger. He had to at least look bashful and sorry for what he did.

"You are going to march yourself to the kitchen and you are going to start peeling the potatoes right now!" Her voice was stern.

He tilted his head up slightly and tilted his eyes up as well. He also held up his wrist.

~I hate potatoes anyway. Rice tastes better~

"That is no damn excuse. You did it to yourself," she said in a firm tone. "You are grounded for two weeks and," she paused, pointing at him with the wooden spoon in her hand. "And you are not having any dessert tonight! You're going to be serving the meal for the guests. They're coming over here and I don't have time to deal with your drama."

Mom turned on her heel and went back to her kitchen.

Zack was frozen in spot.

~the SOLDIER is going to be in my house!~

His brain was buzzing with delight and he refrained from jumping up and down at the thought. He bit his lip and help back the scream and the wanting to jump in the air, and he walked into the kitchen.

He would peel the stupid potatoes if he got to sit and eat a meal with a real live SOLDIER.

Zack didn't get to enjoy the dinner like he planned. He wasn't allowed to join the rest of his family at the table; he was forced to sit in the kitchen and try to strain to hear what was going on. He only got to see the SOLDIER …

~his first name was Angeal~

… a few times as he was bringing out the pots, the dessert …

~ strawberries and cream. Don't like it anyway~

… and cleaning up the dishes.

He only got to hear the SOLDIER talk to his father and the mayor about what happened at the reactor. He would peak around the corner to gawk at the SOLDIER as he ate the meal and complemented the food. The other guy was in the suit and looked almost as if he was bored and didn't want to be there.

He finally got the full name of the SOLDIER - Angeal Hewley. He thought that was a cool name. Angeal. The guy in the stiff-looking dark suit was named Tseng. He sat there like there was a board stuck to his back for the whole dinner and hardly spoke.

~and he still has that dirt in the middle of his forehead~

He finally was able to sneak out under the guise of collecting the dessert dishes. He kept looking at the large SOLDIER as he collected everything. His eyes were so bright and so blue and he seemed so relaxed.

They were talking about how they had to go to the reactor again tomorrow to ensure that the communications were working. He tried to hold back a smile that formed on his lips as he thought about the fact that he could see a SOLDIER in action.

"Don't think about it." Zack turned to see his father looking at him with narrowed eyes.

~ I hate it that dad can read me like that~

Angeal gave a chuckle and Zack turned to the SOLDIER as he took a drink of the beer that he held in his hand. His laugh was nice and his smile was large and warm. "Haven't you had enough excitement?"

"But I couldn't see you. I missed half the fight," Zack defended.

His father groaned and Angeal laughed again. The Turk smiled a bit but seemed to be hiding it behind the drink that he brought to his lips. He focused on the SOLDIER who was focused on him with his armful of plates.

"Zackary!"

He cringed slightly. He knew he shouldn't have said that but he really wanted to see the SOLDIER fight. From what he saw, it would have been awesome.

"It's all right, Mr. Fair," Angeal said. Zack smiled at the large man. "All young boys want to be in SOLDIER."

"Well, he is too young to think of things like this yet."

Zack frowned at his dad. He wanted to make a good impression on the SOLDIER and so far everything that he had done was doing very little with that.

"Give him a few more years and I am sure he will make a good addition," Angeal said as he finished his drink.

Zack wanted to say something more but his mom yelled from the kitchen for him. He quickly grabbed the dishes, bumping into the Turk, who gave him a glare …

~this guy is a bit scary~

… and hurried into the kitchen before he was grounded for another week.

He smiled as he went, though. It meant that they were going to be here for a couple more days and there was always the chance that he would get to see the SOLDIER use that big sword that he had on his back.

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Tseng was greatly annoyed by the hyper boy.

"How heavy is that sword of his?"

Tseng was sitting at the desk in the mayor's office, typing at the computer and trying to ensure that there was proper communication with the reactor.

"How long has Angeal been in SOLDIER?"

The boy had been quiet when he first arrived and was told to do anything that he required while he worked. He assumed that it was his punishment for the antics yesterday. The boy did look quite upset that he was being forced to remain indoors.

~ I would rather have him outside as well~

Once the boy was done twisting and turning in his chair, he found the need to talk and he chose to ask questions about SOLDIER, specifically Angeal.

The fact that he had not answered a single question that the boy uttered did not stop him from asking.

"Do you know Sephiroth?"

Tseng was really trying to ignore him. He had wished that Angeal had taken the hyper kid with him, despite the dangers of the monsters that would be ahead. It was better than being bombarded with questions for the last two hours.

Zack sat beside him and leaned into him. "Whatcha doing?"

He resisted the urge to push him aside. "Working. Don't you have something else to do?" Tseng tried to keep the annoyance out of his voice. The boy didn't seem to pick up on it.

"I'm not allowed to leave," Zack said, looking at the screen and showing him his wrapped wrist that looked already dirty and loose. "Dad said that I had to stay here in case you needed something."

~great~

Tseng turned back to the computer.

"What does that mean?" Zack said and he touched the screen. Tseng refrained from wanting to slap the hand away and took in a breath to control his frustration.

"That says it's not working," Tseng said and turned to him. The boy was looking at him curiously and he didn't much like the look on his face. He was way too curious for his own good.

~he's trouble~

The boy took his bottom lip in his teeth in a look of concentration, and suddenly reached up with a pointed finger. Tseng moved back a bit as the finger touched his forehead. "What's this?"

He pushed the boy away from him and watched him crash to the floor. He grunted and gave him large, blue hurt eyes.

"I'm trying to work," Tseng said abruptly and rubbed the dot on his forehead and glared at the boy, not bothering to hide his disdain in the touch. "If you want to help, get me some coffee."

Zack chewed his lip and nodded. He looked a little frightened, so that was good. He got to his feet and left the room.

~maybe he'll stop asking questions~

He fought with the computer for connection. It was in and out and that was not good for the reactor controls if the signal was not constant. He dialled Angeal's number and told him to check the transmitter.

As he finished the call, he was greeted by the reckless boy who was grinning widely at him and holding a cup of coffee out to him. "Two sugars, right?"

He took the coffee with a small sigh. He muttered out a 'thank you' that caused the boy to smile brightly at him.

Tseng focused back on the computer as it beeped to life so he could configure the operation. He wanted to get this done so he could return back to Shin-Ra and get out of the stuffy jungle.

Zack sat quietly in the chair in front of the desk for about ten minutes. Tseng sipped the coffee and was concentrating on the computer when he heard some creaking. He furrowed his brow and looked up to see that Zack had placed his feet on the desk and was rocking in his chair back and forth, leaning dangerously back and staring at the ceiling.

He opened his mouth to warn the boy about how dangerous the situation was and that he was going to crash to the floor, when the boy's knee straightened out a little too much.

Zack gave out a loud yell and crashed to the floor. Tseng moved his chair only a bit just to get a better look at the boy sprawled on the floor to make sure that he wasn't seriously injured.

"Ouchy," Zack said with a crimson face.

~I will have to insist that I don't need an assistant when I get a chance~

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Wow. What a long time between updates and a short one… Well, hope you like it anyway.