Reno Is God (18)

[jaded_grin]

Well, since FF.net is looking a little sketchy for me (I can't log in or post reviews, update, etc.) I'm going to get off of my lazy ass and start slapping shit up here on LJ. I apologize for your clogged F-list!

This was an amusing little piece of fun that I couldn't resist writing--I may even add to it as needed, it certainly won't leave me alone, and the world is far too short of threesomes anyways.
Title: Reno Is God
Rating: M (Now it's just an excuse for smuttiness)
Description: Freshly returned from the Lifestream, Kadaj enjoys a sucker compliments of Tifa and informs Cloud that he has found God
Disclaimer: I don't own shite, if you want to sue me, sue for my SIMS games--they're the only things I have that are worth anything.

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            Someone was being absolutely life-wrecking and nudging Kadaj awake.

            “Go away,” he moaned, burying his face in the pillow. He made a grumpy noise and hunched tighter under the covers when a hand shook him by the shoulder. “God sees what you do, you’re going to go to hell if you keep being mean to me.”

            “Do you seriously tell people that?” Reno’s amused, incredulous voice asked.

            “No,” Kadaj sighed, giving up and rolling over, blearily realizing that he was the only one left in bed. “But it sounds good…what time is it?”

            “Time to get your ass up and eat breakfast, yo,” Reno told him, but his abrupt words were softened by his fingertips gently brushing back Kadaj’s silver hair. “Yazoo has been cooking for an hour, baby—least you can do is come eat it while it’s hot.”

            Kadaj made a face at him and slumped back face-first into his pillow.

            “Come on, brat, don’t make me tell you again,” Reno chided.

            “What kind of breakfast?”

            “French toast,” Reno said, and laughed when Kadaj shot out of bed, suddenly eager to be up.

            “French toast! Why didn’t you say something!” he gasped, grabbing up his pj’s and yanking them on, eyes wild. “Did he make a lot? You guys haven’t started eating yet, have you? Do you think there’s enough for me? What if there’s none left?”

            Reno rolled his eyes and left for the kitchen, Kadaj practically tripping over himself in his haste to follow. He darted past the slender man and scooted into his chair, grinning in delight at the plate set out for him—it was mounded with French toast, butter melting off of the crusty golden pieces, syrup dripping and puddling around the edges, and a fine layer of powdered sugar was slowly absorbing the whole of the sticky mess.

            “Oh thank you, Yazoo!” he said, rapturous at the delicious yummy goodness before him.

            Yazoo gave him a soft, indulgent smile and watched him dig in. His brother was never as happy as when he managed to make others happy, and cooking was a special joy of his.

            “You’re gonna wind up the size of a barn, the way you put that shit away,” Reno said, settling down at the head of the table in his usual spot to start in on his own plate. Both his and Yazoo’s had only a moderate amount of butter and no syrup or powdered sugar. Kadaj couldn’t imagine how they could eat it in such a state.

            “It’s so good!” Kadaj moaned, transported. He washed down bites with the chocolate milk Yazoo had put out for him, ignoring the pair of them watching him eat. Kadaj always ate like someone was going to snatch the plate away from him, and it never ceased to amaze his lovers how fast he could put away a bowl of food—especially if there were sweets involved.

            He licked his plate and slumped back in his chair with a sigh, utterly content.

            “You done?” Reno asked, kicked back in his chair and enjoying a cigarette while Yazoo cleared away the plates. “You enjoy that, Princess?”

            Kadaj could only nod, a satiated smile on his face.

            “Good, ‘cause we’re going for a run, yo.”

            “What?!” Kadaj yelped, horrified, all contentment evaporating. Alarmed, he sat up straight in his chair and gave Reno his best appalled gaze. ‘Going for a run’ with Reno was pretty much the lowest level on Kadaj’s totem pole of fun things to do. Mostly because Reno’s idea of a jog was a full-on sprint, and he’d be barely breathing hard while Kadaj and Yazoo were gasping for breath and exhausted. “I don’t want to go for a run! Reno! That’s the last thing I want to do, ever! Ew!”

            “Ew!” Reno mocked, wrinkling his nose in perfect imitation of Kadaj. “Too bad, brat—you’re gonna run since you can’t lay off the sweets.”

            Irked, Kadaj looked from Reno to Yazoo, and spouted a line he’d heard on a detective show just the other night.

            “This is a set-up!”

            Yazoo covered his mouth and turned away, trying not to let Kadaj know he was laughing. Reno had less compunction about it and burst into laughter.

            For an embarrassing moment Kadaj was afraid he’d misunderstood what that statement meant, but a second later his pride kicked in and he glowered at both of the laughing men, assured of his superior use of courtroom jargon.

            “It is!” he insisted.

            Reno wiped the corners of his eyes, restraining his laughter to deep chuckles, and managed to say, “It ain’t a set-up, baby. We’re going for a run, go change.”

            Fuming, Kadaj flounced away to his room and angrily changed into his tracksuit, worried now that he might wind up puking out all of that wonderful, tasty French toast. What a waste!

            He was bemoaning this thought as he wandered back out into the living room.

            Reno and Yazoo had changed and were waiting for him, and from the glower on Reno’s face they’d been waiting for some time. They led the way and the boy trailed them, sullen and unhappy.

            “It’s Saturday,” he grumbled, leaning against the wall in mock-exhaustion while Reno locked the door.

            “Yep,” the man agreed.

            “We should watch cartoons! Reno, shouldn’t we watch cartoons?” he begged, trotting after the man when he headed for the stairs, Yazoo behind them and tying back his long hair. “I mean, we can always go running tomorrow…or never. I pick never! Yazoo? Yazoo says never, too! You’re outvoted! Let’s go watch cartoons!”

            “This isn’t a fucking democracy,” Reno reminded, while Yazoo softly protested that he’d said nothing of the sort.

            “Well, maybe we should be a democracy,” Kadaj pouted, though he wasn’t entirely sure what that meant.

            “Nope, we’ll keep the dictatorship, yo,” Reno said, skimming down the stairs to the lobby. He stopped to drop his keys off with Frank, like always.

            Kadaj took the chance to delay the inevitable and engaged Frank in an animated conversation about democracies—trying to let on as little as possible that he had no idea what one was, or why they were so fantastic. When Reno tugged on his sleeve to get his attention, Kadaj gave him the Big Eyes and whimpered, “Please let me watch cartoons?”

            Reno rolled his eyes again and asked Frank, “You ever seen a kid like this before?”

            “Eight of ‘em, all at home right now,” Frank laughed, tucking Reno’s keys behind the desk.

            “Alright, Princess, you wanna get out of running so bad, I guess you can just ride,” Reno said.

            “Ride?” Kadaj hesitantly asked, and gave Yazoo a bewildered look. But when he opened his mouth to ask how on earth they were going to do that and run, Yazoo gave him a death-glare and tightly snapped, “Don’t. You. Dare!”

            That ice cream parlor episode sure had scarred his brother!

            Kadaj closed his mouth.

            “Yeah, yo—ride,” Reno repeated, and Frank, dimpling with delight at being in on the secret, wheeled a brand new bicycle out from the small room that served as an office for the security guards.

            Kadaj’s eyes nearly popped out of his head, his little mouth falling open in utter shock. He pointed at the shiny new bike (bright blue!) and tried to ask if it was for him but all that came out was a little squeal of joy.

            Reno grinned at him and Yazoo laughed, enjoying his obvious surprise.

            “There you go, Princess—consider that a prayer answered,” Reno told him.

            Kadaj flung his arms around Reno’s neck and covered his face with wet, excited kisses, happily gasping, “Oh I knew you wouldn’t make me go for a stupid run, Reno, and I knew you wouldn’t forget about my bike because you never forget when things are important except for that time you were supposed to pick Rude up from Seventh Heaven and left him there for three hours and he just decided to walk home and somebody tried to mug him but he beat the tar out of them and wound up breaking his sunglasses and got mad at you because if you’d just picked him up like you were supposed to it never would have happened but I don’t think you forgot on purpose, Reno, and I know you’d never forget anything about me and Yazoo because you love us so much and it’s just the color I was wanting and I’m so happy you answered my prayer and I think you’re a really fantastic god and I take back what I said about you letting someone else take over and I hope you didn’t think I was serious because I was just playing and I’m really glad you did this and—”

            Reno firmly placed his palm over Kadaj’s mouth, muffling the boy until he fell silent, looking up at him with naturally Big Eyes full of overjoyed love.

            “You breathing?” he asked.

            Kadaj nodded, grinning behind Reno’s hand.

            The man let his palm drop and Kadaj opened his mouth, but Reno warned him, “Don’t start!”

            But Kadaj just gave him a dimpling, impish, utterly disarming smile and cried, “Thank you, Reno!”

            Reno laughed a little, a soft sound full of affection and patience. He threw his arm over Yazoo’s shoulder and pulled Kadaj into a three-way hug, saying, “Yeah, well, it’s hard to ignore such dedicated worship, kid.”

            Frank beamed at them from behind the security desk, seeing only a man with his grown-up lover and that lover’s beloved little brother—one happy little family, nothing strange in the least.

            “Now,” Reno said, turning Kadaj to look at his waiting bike. “Yazoo and I are going for a run, and you are going to ride alongside us, got it, yo?”

            Kadaj nodded emphatically and scrambled to get on his brand new, shiny bike.

           

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Comments

[ldyavalon.livejournal.com]

Awwww, this was so full of cute and sweet that I can now forget dessert :P

[jaded-grin.livejournal.com]

Haha! Thanks! I'm trying to catch LJ up to ff.net :D

[natila.livejournal.com]

You didnt update here ? :D I just read the new chapter on ff.net, what a treat!! :D

[jaded-grin.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much! Yeah, I've gotten really behind on my LJ, I need to fix that like NOW, lol! Thanks again, you're the best!

[natila.livejournal.com]

oh yes, you must because imagine if your computer goes to hell AND for some mysterious reasons, the very same day, FF.NET decides to delete your story ! :o

LOL, dont mind me, Im an horrible pessimist ;)

btw, did you see the new screenshots of Advent Children complete ? I was planning on sending you the link on FF.NET but since they dont accept url..
Guess you have seen them already but just in case..
I thought of you when I saw the Reno picture, since you are a fan :) And he looks so good on that one
http://www.boomspeed.com/natila/ACCRUDERENO.png

and one of Yazoo, just for fun. Cant say the poor thing looks his best on that one :p
http://www.boomspeed.com/natila/accyazoo.png

[jaded-grin.livejournal.com]

God, those are great screenshots! I love the Rude facepalm while Reno looks so excited and sexah! Thank you so much for them! LOL! I got everything backed up on my computer as well as my external hard-drive, so hopefully nothing happens to both! But, I'm a pessimist, too, so I always worry!

ACC is AWESOME! But download it fast if you're going to, Squeenix is cracking down!

[natila.livejournal.com]

ACC is AWESOME! But download it fast if you're going to, Squeenix is cracking down!

eeeeeeeeeeek ! :o what ? Square enix is going down ??!! But, but.. have you seen it already ? did you find it for download on the net already ? And what about the release of the blue-ray in North America ? its going to happen anyway, isnt it ? (i am cold sweating now ! :o)

[jaded-grin.livejournal.com]

Cracking down! They're pulling all of the illegal copies from download sites, lol! They want people to PAY for it. I will, of course, once the special edition boxed set is released! Until then, I'll enjoy my pirated version, lol!

[natila.livejournal.com]

oh :D Sorry, LOL ! I just learnt a new english word ;) "crack down"
Well, its allright with me, I have a pirated version of the first A.C, I thought I would buy a real one this time, with the box and everything :D