Shinra Inc.

Shinra Inc.

I don't own Square Enix or Final Fantasy or any of the characters so don't sue. I want to own Reno and Rufus but that will never happen, but I can wish.

Rodni brushed some hair out of his face and looked at Reno; happiness expressed in his features. Reno's eyes were turning a deep turquoise as he was still in question mode.

"I was sent to Junon for SOLIDER training but I made it as a Turk. I was taken there after they separated us. I've been there ever since until they looked at my record." Rodni said smiling again; he was happy. If this moment was all they had, just that would be... enough.

Reno looked at him and smiled to "I missed you so much". Rude just stared at the too, oblivious. "Hey, come in," Reno said, motioning him in.

"Nice place... Who's he?" Rodni asked looking at the bald man on the couch.

"That's Rude, he's my partner" Reno said looking at the older Turk, smiling. "Rude, this is my brother, Rodni".

"Great. There are two idiots now," Rude said, smiling as he got up and shook his hand.

"Don't pay attention to him. He's just jealous that I have hair," Reno said patting Rude on the back. Rude just grunted as usual when the redhead said his playful comments.

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Rufus walked down the halls of the Costa del Sol office. As he neared his office, he spotted Elena. Rufus had been tired as of late, due to late nights picking up his father’s slack and covering up his dirty work. It had been three weeks since his father had hit him in front of Reno but all the same he tried not to think about it.

"Elena, the TPS reports are due this afternoon. Would you drop them off at the front desk so they can be picked up? I don't want to talk to the ambassador." Rufus sat down in the office chair, taking out a piece of paper to write on.

"Yes, sir." Elena was the kindest of the Turks. She didn't look like she fit in but her gun slinging skills were second to none. She walked over and picked up the files then walked out smiling. "You should get some rest, sir," she said, walking out the door.

Rufus smiled weakly as he rested his head on the desk. I wish you were here with me, Reno, he thought. The blonde president fell asleep, welcoming it but was soon woken by the other Turks coming in his office looking for orders.

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Reno walked down the halls with his brother, showing him around the Shin-Ra HQ. He stopped when he got to the training grounds for the Turks. "What weapon do you use?" The red haired devil asked with a grin.

"I like using close range, why?" Rod asked, looking at his brother. Rod had every feature his brother had, even down to the facial expressions. "Do you have close range weapons?" he asked smirking back.

"I do," Reno said pulling out his EMR. "It is very efficient and powerful. You wanna try?" Reno asked, handing him the weapon.

"Looks enticing. I think I will." Rod grabbed it from Reno's hand and swung it around as he pushed the button and looked at it, about to pull a Reno and touch the end.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you... I shocked myself something bad the first time I did that," Reno said, vividly remembering the scene of Rufus laughing. He smiled at the thought and waved it off; Rufus would be back tomorrow and he would be there.

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Rod trained for the day as his brother left when a Black Ops leader called him to the conference room. Rod looked at a figure standing at the other end of the training grounds. He had a mustache and looked very important; upon walking over he saw his name badge. “Revee Tuesti,” it read. He stopped to look him over then walked in front him.

"Sir, Rodni Libertine," He said with a salute and made direct eye contact.

"Hello, Mr. Libertine. Are you new?" Revee asked, smiling cordially as he looked him over as well. "You look familiar"

"My brother is Reno Libertine, sir" Rod said at ease and smiled offering a handshake.

"Oh, I heard the commotion about you this morning. I'm looking forward to your performance in battle. Your bother is very skilled. I hope for the same results," the head of urban development said, shaking his hand, offering a warm smile. "If you would please excuse me, I have to write some orders... I would like to chat with you again sometime if you don't mind?"

Rod gave a salute, "Yes, sir." Revee smiled and nodded.

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As Reno walked out of the conference room and back to his apartment, he saw Rude sitting on the couch. "Yo, baldy," Reno said, putting papers down on the counter and grabbing a soda out of the fridge.

"Hey," Rude said, finishing another beer and got up. "Where's Tweedle Dee?" Rude asked.

"He's in the training center," Reno said, opening the soda. "I've missed him.... I wish I would’ve looked for him. I feel so bad still," the younger Turk said, staring down at the can in his hands.

"I'm sure it happened this way for a reason," Rude said putting a comforting hand on his friend’s shoulder. Rude cared deeply for his friends; they were all he had in the world. He took good care of them like family and knew he would get the same in return.

"Thanks, yo," Reno said looking at him, trying to smile. "I think I'm gonna hit the sack."

The bald man nodded. "Sleep well, Reno." He sat back on the couch, watching the red haired Turk finish his soda quickly and walk to his room.