Episode 18

[jaded_grin]

Sorry it's so broken up and that all of the scenes are so brief--I'm trying to cram a lot of information in this episode because next week's will focus only on two parties. So, here we are!

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            “Hey, look at you all part of the common herd,” Reno remarked, whistling at Yazoo just to see him blush.

            “Should I change?” Yazoo stammered, and started towards his dressing room. “I’ll change—”

            “Whoa, hold it,” Reno said, catching his wrist and halting him. “You look great, you’re dressed just fine, Cateyes. You ready for some fun today?”

            Yazoo nodded a little, smiling at him. He couldn’t help but feel like it looked nervous, and he mentally scolded himself for being such a little girl instead of the mature woman he needed to be.

            “Where’s the gorilla?” Reno asked, looking around Yazoo’s suite. He was dressed as he usually was for a comfortable day—his frayed at the bottom jeans, an untucked and sleeves-rolled-back dress shirt, and a pair of sunglasses holding back his spiky red hair. Yazoo noticed that he’d worn a tee shirt beneath his unbuttoned shirt, probably since it was still a bit cool outside.

            “I told him I’d be safe with you,” Yazoo said to him, and wondered why he sounded so silly suddenly. And why Reno’s sparkling blue eyes seemed more piercing somehow, as if sensing his discomfort and the reason for it.

            “You always have been,” the man said, cocking his head a little and smirking. “You okay? You look a little nervous.”

            “I’m fine!” Yazoo insisted, his hand fluttering up to his throat in a gesture of long habit—any time he was anxious, he would reach up and fiddle with whatever choker he happened to be wearing…Which today was none, so his fingers brushed over the bare skin of his throat.

            Reno’s eyes followed the movement and he said, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you without a choker on, Cateyes.”

            Yazoo dropped his hand and said, “Well, I don’t really have one that goes with this outfit.” He finished with a blush, recalling how Marlene had said his long throat was one of his best features and the origin of the nickname the general public had for him.

            Reno just laughed and said, “Come on, let’s get in the car before you pass out.”

            Yazoo laughed with him, sighing a little and saying, “I don’t know what’s gotten into me! I’m being silly!”

            Reno took his arm as they went down the stairs and out to the waiting car. Once they were settled and on their way, the man reached down into a backpack on the floor and pulled out a worn baseball cap. He eyed Yazoo a moment and said, “Here, try this on.”

            Yazoo wrinkled his nose and took it, saying, “Reno, I really don’t think—”

            “Just what I like in my women,” Reno interrupted, making Yazoo laugh with horrified shock. He took the cap from Yazoo and settled it firmly on his head, unsnapping the back to feed Yazoo’s ponytail through and snapping it again. He settled back and took in his handiwork with a satisfied smile, saying, “Nobody will recognize you now. No way the Cetran Swan would be caught dead wearing an old ballcap, huh?”

            “So, this is your idea of a…disguise?” Yazoo laughed, adjusting the bill a little.

            “Nah, it’s to keep the sun off your face,” Reno said, and lit a cigarette. “Bet you ain’t ever been down to have good old fashioned fun, huh?”

            Yazoo shook his head, not sure of Reno’s meaning, but he was sure he’d never been to do such a thing.

            “Well, first we gotta get out of Midgar,” Reno said, blowing smoke out of the cracked window.

            “How do we do that? By car it would take hours just to hit the suburbs,” Yazoo said, and wriggled the hat a little to get it more comfortably situated.

            Reno turned to look at him with those sparkling blue eyes and grinned widely, saying, “Easy, baby—we fly.”

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            Yuffie flopped back on the settee in her dressing room with a dramatic sigh that would’ve done Genesis proud just hours before during rehearsal.

            “God, why do I do this to myself?” she moaned.

            “Because we both just don’t know when to say no,” Genesis lamented, flopping next to her. “God, who knew a 500 Gil bottle of wine would leave such a hangover?”

            Yuffie snorted a little and said, “I don’t think it was the wine, Genesis—maybe the shots we did at The Brink afterwards, or the absinthe at Siderunners or—”

            “Alright, alright! I get it!” Genesis said, shushing her. “We maybe enjoyed ourselves a little more than we should have…How are things coming with your painter friend?”

            “Reeve?” Yuffie asked, as if she had a load of painter friends all waiting in the wings. “He’s fine. He’s excited about his show. I hope Yazoo hasn’t forgotten, she’s been a little distracted lately.”

            “Aren’t we all?” Genesis murmured, and thought about the one that got away. “Can you believe that little piece of ass actually turned me down?”

            “Oh, are you still on that?!” Yuffie laughed. “That was like a million years ago!”

            “It was last night!” Genesis reminded, his expression one of grave offense.

            “Well…since we had a great rehearsal and neither one of us was late,” Yuffie said, her voice coaxing. “Want to hit the town? I got some money from my old man today.”

            “Darling, I have money of my own, thank you!” Genesis said, his nose in the air. “But you’re absolutely right! Let’s go pick up your painter friend and troll the backstreets to see if we can’t find some interesting and dangerous new friends.”

            Yuffie laughed but got up when he tugged at her hand, willingly going along with anything Genesis could think of.

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            Kadaj was on his way to find Zack when he was stopped by the idiotic and much-loathed Neala.

            “Kadaj, that man from Dai Jiao is waiting in the office,” she said, stuttering it out nervously in a way that made Kadaj roll his eyes. Honestly, if people weren’t your thing, don’t accept a position dealing with them! “He said he needs to see you.”

            Kadaj hesitated, looking down the hallway towards Zack’s suite. He knew the man wasn’t in there, but he felt the need to track him down and maybe explain himself a little. It was a new feeling for Kadaj, who had never felt the need to explain himself in his life.

            “Thank you, Neala,” he said, and reluctantly left off his intended search to go down to Reno’s office.

            Tseng was standing next to the desk, his body forming a graceful, relaxed line. He always looked so poised, so unruffled, as if nothing life ever sent his way was unexpected or undesired.

            He turned slightly to look at Kadaj, a soft smile on his lips.

            Kadaj felt the familiar tug in his gut that was somehow linked to Tseng and all of the danger he radiated—powerful and frightening, yet he wanted Kadaj…far more than Reno did.

            With a pang he thought of Zack. Zack was kind and gentle, earnest and clearly not someone to indulge in a casual fling…

            And then there was Tseng, with those glittering dark eyes and his secretive smile and his hints that a life of unknown luxury and happiness lay in Dai Jiao. Of the two, Tseng was more blatantly seductive, intent on making Kadaj his own.

Zack wasn’t even willing to sleep with him.

            “My Jewel,” the man purred, interrupting Kadaj’s tangled thoughts. “I had hoped to spirit you away from the endless drudgery Reno has sentenced you to. Would you do me the honor of accompanying me?”

            Kadaj’s heart picked up a little, the repressed teenager inside him responding to Tseng’s perception of his plight. It was pleasant to be appreciated, pleasant to be considered so hard-working and of such high value…

            Cocking his head, Kadaj asked, “What did you have in mind?”

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            Zack was coming in just as Kadaj came out of Reno’s house, striding smoothly along next to some stranger. He was a rather tall, blade-thin Wutain man with pale white skin and dark, dangerous eyes.

            Zack paused, surprised to see the youth so casual with someone who clearly meant trouble. The Wutain man aimed an icy glare at Zack that lifted the hairs on the nape of his neck and sent a chill down his spine. He didn’t even know this guy, so what the crap?

            The man slid into the car and pulled Kadaj after him.

            “Kadaj!” Zack called, concerned.  He knew the kid didn’t need protection, didn’t need him, but he trotted to the car anyway, peering down into the lowered window.

            “Zack, I was looking for you,” Kadaj said, and that man’s hand was resting on his long thigh, fingers curled slightly to the shape of the muscle. “Don’t worry about being fired, Reno won’t bother you—I’ll make sure of it. There’s a problem with one of the stoves down at Reno’s new restaurant, so do you think you could go take care of it for me?”

            “Yeah, sure,” Zack said, absently noticing that Kadaj’s accent was more pronounced, sharper. Like the obedient little handyman he claimed to be, he nodded and tried not to be disturbed by the Wutain man having his hands all over Kadaj. “I’ll take care of it.”

            “Thank you,” Kadaj said, and, oddly enough added, “I’m sorry.”

            Zack frowned and straightened as the window slid closed and the car pulled off.

            Sorry. What good had that ever done anyone? And sorry for what? For pretending to be distressed? For being a fickle teenager? Or sorry that Zack was so easy a mark?

            Sighing, the man situated his tools over his other shoulder and headed up the steps to the house, nearly bumping into a woman as he entered.

            “Excuse me,” he murmured, surprised when she uttered a floating little laugh and latched onto his bicep.

            “Excuse me,” she purred, and her throaty voice was unmistakably Wutain, the accent unique amongst all others. Her intricately coifed hair was the blue-black of a raven’s wing and set off with dangling jade pieces and heavy pearls. Her small, heart-shaped face and high, round cheeks gave her an ageless, little-girl quality that Zack had to guard against at once. He was too much a protector not to respond to someone so fragile and delicate, so doll-like. “I am needing to see Reno.”

            “He’s out today, I think,” he said, blushing because he couldn’t help but notice she was incredibly stacked for such a little thing…though she actually wasn’t that short, she just seemed small.  Those traditional robes only emphasized the bird-like quality to her, the delicacy of her.

            “Accept my apology,” she said, and smiled at him, her dark brown eyes twinkling. “I am Mei Li, I am an old friend of his. I have come a long way to see him…could you show me his room, please?”

            Zack hesitated.

            If Kadaj came back and found this little doll in Reno’s room he would flip his shit and probably hurt her.

            “I can’t, I’m sorry,” he said. “You wouldn’t be safe there. He has a lover who is rather…possessive. He would hurt you.”   

            Her smile widened and she purred, “I assure you, I am not as helpless as I look. I can take care of myself.”

            Zack sincerely doubted that. But then, if he didn’t show her to Reno’s room, then someone else here certainly would.

            “I think the door is locked,” he said in one last bid to stop her.

            “I have a key,” Mei Li said, and touched one of the pins in her hair with a mischievous smile.

            Zack sighed but smiled back, saying, “Alright, I’ll show you. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

            “I would never dream of falsely accusing such a kind man,” she laughed, and took his offered arm.

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            Reeve definitely did not think that this was a good idea.

            “Yuffie,” he said, hesitantly, in case Genesis overheard him—he’d only just met the rather intimidating and theatrical director this afternoon and wasn’t quite sure if the man was safe (sane) or not. They’d already done a tour of the slummiest bars in Midgar, and the other two were well on their way to being trashed.

            “Oh, stop worrying!” Yuffie giggled, and dragged him down the cobbled street while Reeve glanced anxiously around. This was the bad part of Midgar, the part that was the gateway to the slums below and home to all types of shady characters, almost all of whom answered to one or another of the infamous Reno’s lieutenants. How in the world was he not supposed to worry! “Here, look, Genesis! We’ve never been in this bar before, have we?”

            Genesis came strutting up to take Yuffie’s other arm and grandly said, “Darling, I dare say neither one of us would even consider this place were the others not so unutterably dull! Let’s go in!”

            “Not a good idea!” Reeve squeaked, but was unceremoniously dragged past several hulking, frightening looking bouncers and into the smoky, dimly lit bar.

            “Shots all around!” Genesis shouted, and every single scary patron shouted hoarse cheers, immediately accepting of the obviously privileged duo in their midst…and the lone, paint-speckled artist.

            Reeve accepted the shot that Yuffie shoved into his hand and drank it down, wincing when it did nothing to help the anxiety burning in his gut.  He wished he was back in his studio, working on that painting he was having such trouble with…he wished he was in his cozy hotel room doing sudoku and having pleasant daydreams about what Yuffie was up to when he wasn’t around—the reality wasn’t all that attractive, though it made her no less so.

            “So, Reeve, Yuffie tells me that you’re an absolutely fabulous painter,” Genesis said, and gave him a smile that made Reeve retreat a little against the bartop. It was a little predatory and unconsciously seductive and it bewildered Reeve because he’d honestly thought—to hear Yuffie talk—that Genesis was her lover.

            “Uhm…I…” he snatched another shot off of the bar and gulped it. “I wouldn’t say that. My paintings do well with certain patrons, but otherwise remain obscure.”

            “Don’t belittle yourself!” Yuffie laughed, and hugged him.

            Reeve blushed. He tried to pretend it was the booze but he knew better.

            And, apparently, from the way Genesis’s gaze narrowed, he knew better, too.

            “My, my,” he purred, and sidled up to Reeve’s other side so that he was, essentially, sandwiched between two unpredictable and possibly insane queens of melodrama. “Do I sense romance in the air?”

            Reeve buried his face in a mug of beer conveniently left on the bar, cheeks flaming.

            “Romance?! Where?” Yuffie asked, and suddenly screeched as a song came over the speakers. “Genesis! I love this song! Let’s go dance! Come on, Reeve, you, too!”

            “No, I do—”

            Despite his protests, Reeve was pulled by one and pushed by the other out onto the bare wooden floor that served as a dance space.

            He wondered if his night could get any worse…

            “Hey? Weren’t you the girl who pulled a strip tease out on 5^th street last weekend?”

            Reeve realized with dismay that he had not knocked on wood.

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            Yazoo stared in awe at the helicopter sitting on the tarmac, his mouth parted and his eyes wide.

            “What do you think?” Reno asked, smiling at Yazoo’s obvious awe. “You ever seen anything like her before?”

            “No, never,” Yazoo said, and touched his throat again when he glanced at Reno.

            Reno knew that gesture, he’d known Yazoo long enough to have all of his little quirks memorized. Things were moving steadily along and he was pretty sure Rufus would get what he wanted in the end.

            And so would he.

            “Come on, let’s get going,” he said, and led Yazoo around to help him in. He hopped in at his usual, comfortable spot and leaned over to buckle Yazoo into the seat, hiding his smirk at the way the younger man started at the brush of his fingers, his big green eyes wild and scared. He handed him a headset and put his own on, starting all of the preflight checks and making his clearances. When he got the okay, he turned his head to look at Yazoo and asked, “You ready?”

            Yazoo held his hands over the earpieces, unused to the roar of the rotors and trying to hear Reno’s voice over the headphones. With an uncertain and terribly vulnerable look he nodded, trusting Reno to keep him safe because he’d never had any reason not to.

            Reno eased the bird off of the ground and got them up high over the city, laughing aloud at the stark excitement he saw on Yazoo’s face.

            “Oh my gosh! It’s beautiful!” he breathed, his voice coming over loud and clear in all of its purring, husky glory. He leaned forward, straining to see more, and Reno tilted her, making Yazoo squeal a little in startlement, his laughter bubbling and light.

            Reno laughed with him and settled into a regular flight, no more games. He didn’t care to take chances with Yazoo’s safety…ironic, considering what he planned on doing to Yazoo.

            It was a pretty short flight to get them to the next metropolis over—far enough away that they wouldn’t be noticed immediately, but still close enough to have everything Reno was looking for. He settled the helicopter and shut everything down, waiting until the rotors were completely still before he helped Yazoo unbuckle himself and get out.

            “Where are we?” Yazoo asked, small hands on his shoulders as Reno grabbed him around his tiny waist and eased him down. He was too intrigued by the new scenery to get flustered by Reno’s hands on him, and didn’t seem to notice when they lingered, feeling the faint ripple of stays that kept him such a perfect hourglass shape.

            “Kalm,” he said, and kept one hand on the small of Yazoo’s back, urging him towards a car he’d ordered to be waiting for them. “You’ve never left Midgar?”

            Yazoo shook his head, looking even younger in that ballcap, his high cheeks blushing soft pink when he realized that Reno was still touching him.

            “No,” he said, his voice tremulous but his smile earnest. “I’ve only ever been to Midgar. Rufus went on our honeymoon to Costa del Sol by himself…well, without me, I guess is a better way to put it.”

            Reno let him look around, taking in the high hills and the rows of houses, the ocean beyond and the skyline not riddled with smog. After a moment Yazoo looked at him and smiled that big, unrestrained smile of his, asking, “Where to now?”

            “You act like this was the best part!” Reno teased, and led him to the car, settling him in and closing the door.

            Yazoo looked concerned as Reno got in next to him behind the driver’s wheel, his large green eyes flicking around, probably searching for bodyguards.

            “You’re driving?” he asked, and touched his swan-like throat again.

            “Yep,” Reno answered, and lit a cigarette, lounging back in the seat and heading off of the small airfield.

            “But…What about protection?” Yazoo asked.

            “What, like condoms?” Reno teased, and laughed when Yazoo blushed violently, but the slender man gamely said, “No, like bodyguards!”

            “You’re safe with me,” Reno reminded him. He didn’t tell Yazoo that they would be tailed, that he ran this town, that everyone here knew him and knew to keep the fuck away. Yazoo needed to feel like he was away from watchful eyes, to let his guard down, to allow himself to relax.

            And Reno could make that happen.

            “Sit back and relax,” he said, smiling when Yazoo subsided against the seat, a soft, content smile stealing over his gorgeous face and wispy tendrils of silver hair fluttering against his cheek in the draft from the cracked window. “I got you, Yazoo—you’ll be okay.”

            Those jade green eyes flicked over to him and back out at the road, but his smile deepened and his pulse ticked hard in his lovely, swan-like throat.

 

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A/N: Next week’s will focus only on Reno and Yazoo’s day out with a breaker of Reeve’s Adventures in No No Land. Everything else will pick up again after that. I think I need at least one full episode devoted to those two things to keep the ball rolling. Just wanted to give fair warning :D

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Comments

[superkalifragi.livejournal.com]

Hahaha, omg they drunk absinthe?! No wonder they have a hell of a hangover!

I must say that at first I didn´t really like Yuffi (she´s such a loud, forceful character), but it´s different now! I think she developed into a clever girl that is rather charming, in her own ways.

(Now I have to ask a question, because I was wondering since the last few chapters: is Mei Li your own character? I just ask, because the name doesn´t ring a bell with me...).

I feel so very sorry for poor Reeve. Hopefully his delicate artist soul won´t be crushed beyond repair by the atrocities he has to endure ;)

Now I´m really looking forward to next monday and the 'special' chapter. More Yazoo with baseball cap, YAY!

[jaded-grin.livejournal.com]

Yay! Glad you're enjoying it! Yes, Mei Li is an original character, so don't worry about not recognizing her. Yuffie is growing on me, too, probably in the same way as she grew on Yazoo :D And poor Reeve! I've already started next week's episode...that poor, poor man, haha!

[lalaithial.livejournal.com]

I've just recently stumbled onto your writings and I must say I've absolutely gorged on them since then, but this-THIS- is quite an undertaking and a fabulous one at that. Your characterization is so incredibly interesting and well put together and you're wonderful at switching the tone of each section to suit the character. You make me think of characters in a completely new light; I've never even considered the Rude/Yazoo pairing, now if they got together I'd not only buy it, I'd cheer...although I'm sure you have a clever twist planned.

The upshot of this long-ass comment is: Fabulous work! I look forward to reading more!

[jaded-grin.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much! I'm really happy you're enjoying the Soap, and I'm glad you found me! I was a bit worried about taking them so outside of character, but I really feel that this is all in good fun and that it works somehow. Glad to see that others think the same! And you're absolutely right--do I EVER have a twist planned :D Enjoy! I update the Soap every Monday! And thanks again!

[f-mystic.livejournal.com]

I didn't find this 'broken up' at all. The smaller sections reminded me perfectly of a soap; little snippets of various characters and scenes that leave you wanting more. It's part of why soaps are so addicting!

So now I'm left waiting for next weeks Reno/Yazoo scene, wondering if Reeve will hook up with GENESIS, and craving more of Tseng and Kadaj.

Bravo!

[jaded-grin.livejournal.com]

Good, I'm glad you're okay with the format! I was a little iffy about it, but it couldn't be buggered :D Yes, next week should be a doozy, and I already feel bad for poor Reeve *evil grin*! I may add in bits of Kadaj and Tseng, I just want the main focus to be on Yazoo since this first plot-line goes to him :D Now I'm off to read your update! WOOT!

[etrix.livejournal.com]

oOOOooo Reeve and Genesis. That sounds tasty!

[jaded-grin.livejournal.com]

*Evil Grin* Heheheheee!

[d0rkgoddess.livejournal.com]

love, love, LOVE the new episode XD I am trying to decide if I want to say "Poor Yazoo" or not...

[jaded-grin.livejournal.com]

I'm a little torn on that myself--I'm kinda like, "Aw, poor Yazoo's gonna get the shit end of the stick," but on the other hand, I'm like, "OMFG, you luck bitch! I'D take Reno in a heartbeat!" So yeah...to feel pity or not to feel pity, that is the question :D

[neurotoxia.livejournal.com]

What would be a Monday without the soap :D

The brief scenes don't bother in any way, it even helps the tension :p

Yazoo's helplessness in this episode made me smile somehow. Can't wait to read what else Reno has up his sleeves.

Mei Li's impression is about as creepy as Tseng's, I really want to see more of her.

And Kadaj apologizing to Zack was cute ^^

[jaded-grin.livejournal.com]

Great! I've gotten good feedback about the shorter scenes and that opens up possibilities for me, so thank you for letting me know what you think :D Mei Li is an interesting character introduced for one purpose, but people are actually responding well to her, so I may have to alter the original plan...And Yazoo, yeah, he's a damsel, alright :D But he'll learn, *sigh*, he'll learn...Glad you liked it!

[white-jenna.livejournal.com]

I don't think I've told you this recently, but I really look forward to Mondays because of the soap. :D Excellent chapter, and the brief scene format worked very well.

[jaded-grin.livejournal.com]

Thank you! I'm happy that the new format is working for now, I was a little worried about such short, choppy scenes, but next week's will be long and mostly of Reno with Yazoo and Reeve dealing with the Dynamic Duo! :D

[ldyavalon.livejournal.com]

Mondays are becoming a lot better since this started. poor Yazoo... And silly Reno.

Will we be getting more Zack?? *puppyeyes*

[jaded-grin.livejournal.com]

Yes, more Zack, just not next week, probably, since the focus will be on only the two stories for right now. But yes, Zack is well on his way to becoming a main player, so we'll definitely be seeing more of him!

[nivell.livejournal.com]

You're making me hate Yazoo!! Why~~ *sobs*

[jaded-grin.livejournal.com]

I don't know, why do you hate Yazoo? Overly sheltered and emotionally untried makes for some easily influenced young "lady", but he will learn his lesson, and not the easy way, either! I hope that helps with the dislike?

[nivell.livejournal.com]

Lol, okay if I get to see Yazoo tortured a bit. Haha.

[zilldk.livejournal.com]

Ah, the only good thing about being in bed with a bad bad cold is more time to indulge in reading and even though I'm a day late (I slept monday away) nothing can keep me from my weekly soap injection!!!

Reno is really putting me through a roller coaster ride of emotions here switching between hating the bastard and loving him dearly. Damn he's so complex and overall I just adore his cocky, self-satisfied ass. Yeah, he's an ass for going along with Rufus' malicious plan, but on the other hand I would jump his pants in a heartbeat if he ever offered, so... I guess you've turned me into a Reno-holic (well you did that waaaay back with "Dog Will Hunt")!
Need I say that I can't wait for next monday's episode??!

Oh, btw I really liked the short scenes! It worked wery well in giving it that authentic "soap-feel" to it jumping to and fro! Don't hesitate to use that more. Brilliant as always!

[jaded-grin.livejournal.com]

Oh! Get better soon! And I'm happy you include me in good reading material *blushes*! Yes, Reno is definitely becoming his own creature here, even I don't know what's motivating him right now, but it sure must be strong! And it is totally my pleasure to make people into Reno-holics :D I'm glad that the short scenes have gone over so well, I'll be using those in the future, I believe. In the meantime, get well! And thanks!

[etrix.livejournal.com]

Sorry it took me so long to comment, had to re-read it (a couple times).

I have to agree with everyone else. The short snippets work very well and are in keeping with what I remember of TV soap format. It also means that, even if the focus is on this character/group, we can still get a little update on on favourite(s) to give us our 'squee' moment.

I'm worried for Yazoo (but eagerly anticipating the smut) but I'm actually more worried about Kadaj. He went into a car with Tseng! Will he get out alive? Untouched? Or will Tseng twist him around so much that he actually agrees to go off with him. I know Kadaj is an emotional mess and manipulative and selfish and all sorts of unattractive things, but he doesn't deserve to be caught by Tseng. Maybe Rude can come to the rescue? Or someone, anyone, else? *biggest big eyes*

[jaded-grin.livejournal.com]

Oh, I don't think Kadaj is going to get away untouched, not this time. And stop giving me the Big Eyes, I can't resist...Gr!! We'll just have to wait and see :D

I'm glad you liked it, I'll be using that format again, I know it! Things are really picking up now, I'm starting to really enjoy writing ALL of the characters!

[sphinxofthenile.livejournal.com]

I'm so behind with reading, but it is still awesome! Onto the next! :)

[jaded-grin.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much! And I LOVE your Kadaj icon, it's SEXAH!

[sphinxofthenile.livejournal.com]

Well, thank YOU! :D

Kadaj=sexy. Don't know who made it, sadly.

[subcon-ruler.livejournal.com]

I love the adventures of Yuffie and Genesis! Haha, that should be a title of a fic in its own right... and I love how Reeve is their backdrop of normal. It's so great.

And gods, Mei Li is up to something! I don't know whether to be amazed by her beauty or scared shitless... Shit's gonna go down! I'm so excited! And to think I'm only, what, halfway through so far? I think you really captured the feeling of a soap opera well, except it's actually good XD most normal soaps are just terrible.

[jaded-grin.livejournal.com]

Poor Reeve, caught as the rock of sanity inside the craziness that is Yuffie and Genesis, lol!

Mei Li is always up to something ;) She is the only OC so far that I really like! And I'm glad you think it is good! I did it on a whim, actually, lol! To think this started all of these weeks ago as a joke!

[subcon-ruler.livejournal.com]

Seriously!? Damn. It's a pretty damn good joke then XD