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Today? Today was Reno's birthday. He wasn't a teenager any more. She was going to tease him a lot about being oooooold.

When he woke up. Because they were celebrating in Fandom this weekend, since his home was kinda depressing (no offense) and her home had everybody in everybody else's business (downside of living in a commune of sorts) and neither would allow for a nice, relaxing weekend spent cuddling and not ever getting out of bed, ever.

Rikku was mostly asleep, and trying to convince herself to go back to all asleep. And wondering if Reno was up. She'd trade "back to sleep" for "morning gropey times" if he was. She was flexible like that.

(Reno modded with permission. THIS POST IS FOR: Reno, and anyone who might call Rikku or Reno frantically to panic about their AU sprog. Nice, relaxing weekend? Fandom laughs at this idea! Wait for ze OCD!)

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From:

intraspective

Riiight.

"Badass elite," she said, sighing. "Kinda like your SOLDIER 1st Class, or the highest rankin' Turks. He's up there."

From:

raspberryturk

"This is me, completely unsurprised, yo."

He was. He was completely unsurprised.

He was also systematically thumbing his materia into and out of his EMR. Because it was something to do with his hands. Not unlike a nervous twitch.

"That why you called? Lettin' me know you're a mom?" A pause. "It's a little late for a baby shower, yo. But I could probably get you diapers if you ask nice."

From:

intraspective

"Nooo," she said, though part of that had been it. Ino sighed. "Look, you 'round Fandom at all this weekend? Or can be?"

From:

raspberryturk

Snerk. Yes. The sound that Reno made into his phone was absolutely a snerk.

"I might be able to take the detour," he mused, looking out the window over the island at large. "Why, you have somethin' in mind?"

From:

intraspective

"Babysitting," she said, her voice lowering further. "Look, Zack needs--space. He's not dealing with this well and I don't want him going a whole weekend and I won't leave him alone."

From:

raspberryturk

"Dealing well?" ... Oh, fuck. "Somethin' go down back home or somethin'?

He could guess. He wasn't particularly close to the kid when he'd spent that span of months hanging out with some of the other Turks, but gossip travelled.

From:

intraspective

"He made 1st last week," she said flatly. "You goin' tell me you don't know what followed that right after, Reno?"

From:

raspberryturk

"I think I called him names by the fountain when he tried to get in the way of one of my Rookies," Reno offered, easily. "It's been a few years, yo."

He knew full well what happened right after that. Tseng and some kid in the Infantry came back being held together with potions and a prayer, and they forced the SOLDIER kid to take leave for... Well, for months. SOLDIER became practically a nonentity until the attack on Junon, because on top of the rest of it, their Director decided to take off after smuggling a ridiculous amount of gil to Hollander.

AVALANCHE continued to suck, of course, so Reno had only kind of been paying attention.

Good times. Good times.

From:

intraspective

"Angeal," she said, not in the mood to play his word games. "Angeal's dead and a week later we've got a kid named after him. Can you guess why Zack might not be dealing so well?"

Could she drawl that more insultingly? Well, yes, she probably could. But not to Reno.

From:

raspberryturk

Reno signed. Fine, fine, he'd behave. But only because she was his Rookie.

"Yeah, I can guess. It was Angeal and Genesis, too. Genesis was a bigger deal to the Turks, yo. Bastard killed two of ours, back in Banora. Angeal was just another target, so far as we were concerned."

Of course, it turned out that they were celebrating the defeat of Genesis for nothing. But at the time, it was nice to think that the guy had been done away with. So far as they knew now, he was still out there somewhere.

From:

intraspective

"Zack didn't say much 'bout Genesis," she admitted. "Which... makes sense from his perspective, you know?"

Her heart still bled for the way Zack was dealing.

From:

raspberryturk

"Yeah," Reno sighed. "Genesis was his enemy. Took away way too damn many SOLDIERS. Angeal was, what, the guy who trained him up, right?"

Reno knew this. Ino didn't have to know that Reno knew this. He'd heard about it mostly from Cissnei. Unlike Tseng, Cissnei had still been young and worried, and she'd needed to get that worry off of her chest.

From:

intraspective

"His mentor," she said quietly. "A second dad."

Ino was keeping that smile on her face, now, out of sheer willpower. She was good at that, when she wanted to be.

From:

raspberryturk

"Like Verdot was, for the Turks," Reno volunteered. You couldn't take and take and take without at least giving a little. "Was hell on us when ShinRa gave us the order to kill him, zoto."

Sigh. Damn him and his bleeding fucking heart.

"You just want me to keep an eye on the kids for a while, huh?"

From:

intraspective

Verdot.

The Turks had been ordered to kill their leader? She wanted to know but... Zack was more important.

"I... yeah. If you wouldn't mind. He's not bad with Inori but Angeal..."

From:

raspberryturk

"Fandom is one sadistic friggin' island," Reno decided. He kind of figured as much when it had given him Rede and then taken the boy away. "Yeah... Yeah, I can spend some time with 'em."

A pause.

"Think he'll be okay for today? I got a... thing." He hadn't seen Rikku in forever. He needed this time with her every bit as much as Zack needed time to himself. "But tomorrow."

From:

intraspective

"It's your birthday," she said, a thread of humour in her voice. "We'll manage for today. Have fun and all of that, with whatever you're doing. And tomorrow... tomorrow would be good."

From:

raspberryturk

"Good," Reno replied, trying a smile on for size. Lucky guy, getting to babysit the kids the world ended for. "Gimmie a call tomorrow when you need me, I'll meet you wherever, yo."