Final Fantasy VII 100 Word Challenge

Title: Subterfuge
Characters/Pairings: Rude, sneaky Reno
Team: Turks
Rating: R
Word Count: 100.
Author's Notes:
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Title: ...
Characters: Reno, Tifa, Rude
Team: Turks
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100.
Author's Notes: ^_^

The redhead was blathering on for almost three quarters of an hour - nonstop. His partner just sat, sipping his drink with an occasional shift in his seat.

Reno's babbling became a background noise, an unwanted one albeit, but still something in the background. Sadly for Rude, it wasn't the same.

"Then, you ask 'em if they's an angel and if it hurt when they fell from Heaven."

"..."

"You's never gonna get chicks with that pick up line!"

"..."

"Don't give me that!"

"Reno, shut up." Rude said.

Tifa wandered over with another drink in her hand. "Best words I've heard all night."


Title: Gimp Mask?
Characters: Zack, Sephiroth
Team: Turks
Rating: PG at least
Word Count: 100.
Author's Notes: got the line from 229 Things Sephiroth Never Thought He'd Say On The Phone

"No, I don't want a gimp mask, even if they're having a two for one sale."

He hoped for all things Holy that this was a joke. He never understood why he would be the one to get random phone calls with the oddest topics; in all of ShinRa tower he couldn't be the only one, right?

Why did Zack call and ask him or tell him the weird things that was happening to him? It did however make him thankful that he wasn't actually there, sometimes.

"Zack, that wasn't a pick up line was it?" Sephiroth asked, ready to disconnect.


Title: Sixty Ninth Floor
Characters: Sephiroth, Zack and Reno (sorta)
Team: Turks
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100.
Author's Notes: um, yes.

"So, Reno is dangling out a sixty ninth floor window. Yes, yes, I caught the significance of the floor number."

The General twirled his pen, closed his eyes. He even bit his lip to stop from laughing.

"Get Reno back in the building. I don't care how long... Or how long you two plotted..."

Sephiroth didn't know why he bothered answering his phone anymore - wait, he did. His voice mail would be flooded.

"Zack. Worst. Pick up line. Ever. No, I'm not kidding. The idea of Reno dangling out of the sixty ninth floor does nothing for me. No. Really."

Title: Tearing Silk
Characters: Rude/Tifa
Rating: R
Team: Turks
Word Count: 100
Series: na
Author's Notes: hints of sex
( tearing silk )

Title: Little Bronco
Characters: Cid
Rating: PG
Team: Turks
Word Count: 100
Series: before the events with little bronco
Author's Notes: i'm trying to fill my Cid muse out more...

He swore again. Then once more as he hit his head on the metal compartment door. Cid was nothing but a bunch of cussing and bitching; maybe it was just a foul mood? The amount of swears coming out of his mouth were far more than the normal and he even bitched at Shera when she offered him tea.

Jumping down from his work area Cid strode to the cockpit of the plane. Reaching in, he cranked the key mercilessly. The little plane coughed and the blonde swore pleadingly.

The engine turned, Cid smiled. "Little Bronco won't leave me stranded."

Title: Haunted Dreams
Characters/Pairings: Rude/Tifa
Team: Turks
Rating: G
Word Count: 100.
Series:
Author's Notes:

Her dreams were filled with images of him beaten and bloody; it was something she wouldn't be able to shake for a while. She still didn't know why he called her instead of one of the other Turks for retrieval?

Tifa wasn't going to turn away from the call for help. She went and got him; brought him to the bar and into her home. She bandaged and used Cure spells on him until she could do no more and passed out beside him on the bed.

Next morning, he thanked her but neither spoke of the previous night's events.

Title: Hopes
Characters/Pairings: Barrett, Marlene
Team: Turks
Rating: G
Word Count: 100.
Series:
Author's Notes: Barrett's thoughts when he sees Marlene again

I come back with hopes that Marlene will smile and run to me with open arms, how she does with Tifa, Cloud and even Vincent. It doesn't happen; she runs and stops a few feet away, looks at me like someone she knows but isn't sure about.

Seen the looks at my arm, but i don't see if it's a problem. She knows I've had that since she was a baby. Maybe it scares her. It scares me, makes me into a monster.

Finally, those last few feet and I get a hug, then we walk hand in gun hand.

Title: You and Me
Characters/Pairings: Barret, Marlene
Team: Turks
Rating: G
Word Count: 100.
Series: FF7
Author's Notes: what's a guy to do?

He had no idea what he was going to do with someone so young; he wasn't fit to be a father, Hades, not even fit to be a role model. Now, he has this little girl to look after and no idea where to start, no clue what to do.

He could ask Tifa, but this is something that he should be able to do on his own, right? He couldn't depend on her forever, it wouldn't be right.The big man looked down at the little girl that his best friend left behind. "Jus' you and me huh, Marlene?"

Title: Grafting
Characters/Pairings: Barrett
Team: Turks
Rating: PF
Word Count: 100.
Series: ff7, the early years.
Author's Notes: ...

Paper were signed, not that there would ever be any legal recourse taken; doctors who were banned from hospitals had their practicing rights taken away and the law was not friendly with them.

Mind you, grafting a prosthetic with a gun attachment wasn't considered normal either. Of course that’s why the man was on his table as compared to some where like Midgar General.

"Alright Barrett, count down from 100 and we'll get started. Twelve hours later you'll have your new arm."

The mask was placed over Barrett's face and before he hit 95 he was under and deeply sleeping.

Title: Familiar Settings
Characters/Pairings: Rude/Tifa
Team: Turks
Rating: G
Word Count: 100.
Series:
Author's Notes: le sigh...

The bar was closed for the night but he sat for a few more mintues. So badly he wanted to pull the brunette close and kiss her; it wasn't the most romantic settings, but it was familiar to them both.

Of course pulling a move so brazen would more than likely result in him getting a couple swift punches to the head and because it was Tifa, he wouldn't strike back.

The want and desire was there, he wasn't going to deny. But getting to that point was going to be something else entirely.

With a sigh, he said goodnight.

Title: Lookin' and hopin'
Characters/Pairings: Rude/Tifa
Team: Turks
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100.
Series:
Author's Notes: ^_~

She kept looking at him, he could feel it. It was going to make him worrisome and he couldn't have that. He was Rude, the Turk with the emotionless exterior, next to Tseng.

Again, he caught her eyes on him and he could feel the burn of a blush creep on his cheeks. Finally when he couldn't take it anymore, he asked, "Is there something on my face?"

It was more polite than just asking why she was staring. It was her turn to blush.

"I'm sorry." Tifa said quickly, leaving out the part about kissing his full looking lips.


Title: Pondering
Characters/Pairings: Rude/Tseng
Team: Turks
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100.
Series:
Author's Notes: ...hmmm

The big Turk really needed to stop staring at his field supervisor's mouth; he wondered what it would look like if it wasn't constantly pulled into a tight line of worry or disappointment.

Would it be bow shaped or full and utterly kissable. What would he taste like? Some candy that he pops into his mouth discreetly, or like the god aweful coffee that's from the cafeteria? Rude was sure he didn't smoke, so it wouldn't be like kissing Reno.

He wanted badly to know and the urge to just stand and kiss him was growing with every passing moment.

Title: Addicting
Characters/Pairings: Rude/Tseng
Team: Turks
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100.
Series:
Author's Notes: mwah!

When Tseng asked him to stay after the meeting, it filled Rude with mixed feelings; happy, hopeful and nervousness. Had Tseng noticed his lack of attention in the meetings, or perhaps it was how the bigger man never turned his attention from him.

"Rude..." Words were cut off as the larger man leaned in and did what he had been fantasizing about for months. Tseng's fingers gripped at Rude's jacket as he made a surprised noise. It was a couple more seconds before the smaller man actually relaxed and kissed back.

Tseng tasted like something exotic and it was addicting.

Title: Dinner
Characters/Pairings: Rude/Tifa
Team: Turks
Rating: G
Word Count: 100.
Series:
Author's Notes: Dinner is relative.

Mixed scents teased her; bread, spices and something with a heady, rich, tang to it rolled her taste buds.

She was already salivating when she placed the last stool side down and locked the door. By the time she reached the stairs, her stomach rumbled in protest of not having food.

The sight in front of her stopped her words; a large bald Turk was moving gracefully from spot to spot in her kitchen. He wore his black work pants, white dress shirt and her apron. He was barefoot.

Tifa wasn't sure what she hungered for more: Rude, or dinner.

Title: Desert
Characters/Pairings: Rude/Tifa
Team: Turks
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100.
Series:
Author's Notes: I need a Rude in my life.

"You didn't have too." A sip of wine and a smile.
"I'm not done." Rude's eyes danced as he smiled.
"Nnh, what more did you make?"
"Something small." He was off the couch, into the kitchen and fridge, then back by the time Tifa had let a serene smile play on her lips.

Kneeling in front of her, he kissed her softly and moved back.
"Hey you." She replied after sharing the kiss.

He held out a small truffle, covered in cocoa and drizzled in white chocolate; in his mouth to be melted before he shared another kiss with Tifa

Title: Claimed
Characters/Pairings: Rude/Tifa
Team: Turks
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100.
Series: yes.
Author's Notes: my newest love. *woobles* ( both under the covers...cut!  )

Title: Scream for me
Characters/Pairings: Rude/Tseng/Rufus
Team: Turks
Rating: R for thReesome
Word Count: 100.
Series:
Author's Notes: bow-chika-bow-wow x2
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Title: Was lookin'
Characters/Pairings: Rude, Reno
Team: Turks
Rating: R - nakie time!
Word Count: 100.
Series: whenever
Author's Notes: mmmtattoo

( tattoo )

Title: Thoughts in Meetings
Characters/Pairings: Rude, Tseng
Team: Turks
Rating: um R
Word Count: 100.
Series:
Author's Notes: rude seriously needs to play.

( how boring is that meeting rude? )

Title: Daydreams
Characters/Pairings: Rude, Tseng, Rufus
Team: Turks
Rating: R for thReesome
Word Count: 100.
Series:
Author's Notes: bow-chika-bow-wow
( it's always the quiet ones... )

Title: I'll Show Them
Characters/Pairings: Hojo
Team: Turks
Rating: crazy
Word Count: 100.
Series: none
Author's Notes: i wanted to get this in here, but i have a pretty pictured one i'll add later.

Dear Journal:

i'm having issues with the department puppets heads.
i think that they think i'm crazy. i don't have proof yet. those cursed Turks keep getting in my way. I'll show them. I'll take one of their men and...and, well, i'll do something and i just bet he won't like it.

I will.

Crazy? I'm not crazy, or mad, or insane and I certainly don't have any "loosened nuts and bolts" either.

I still can't believe that they reprimanded me for going through specimens so fast. It's not my fault that they're inferior and labeled!

Not Crazy,
Hojo

( while i was writing this, i was seeing something like this in my head... )

Title: Work Expenses
Characters/Pairings: Reno, Tseng
Team: Turks
Rating: pg
Word Count: 100.
Series: na
Author's Notes: Frilly Apron.

Straightening the crumpled papers Tseng raised an eyebrow in annoyance. Reno just smiled.

"Gum. Smokes. Shoe polish. Frilly apron? ...Frilly apron? Never mind. Condoms?" The Turk leader looked at the redhead in disbelief before resuming the list of claimed ‘expenses’. "What the hell is from XR Inc? Reno, what are you charging to the company?"

Again, Reno just smiled. Tseng glanced up at him, noting the smile and almost growled. "I want an answer, not a smile."

"Everything I put on the form is something that helps me with work."

“Bad habits are not to be charged to the company.”

Title: Habitual
Characters/Pairings: rude, Tseng
Team: Turks
Rating: pg
Word Count: 100.
Series: na
Author's Notes: chicken butt.

"Gloves again?" The long haired man didn't even need to look up, knowing the response would be a slight nod. "How is it you habitually go through gloves so fast?"

Rude's response was to drop the most recent pair onto the desk in front of Tseng.

His eyes grew large in surprise for a moment, the pair before him were covered in what could only be dried blood. He was sure that there was something a bit more solid than fluids in the creases. Tseng now understood.

Rude signed the requisition form and slid the paper back across the desk.

Title: This is a Secret
Characters/Pairings: Rufus, Tseng, Rude
Team: Turks
Rating: R
Word Count: 100.
Series: NONE
Author's Notes: And this is how it starts!
( yup, bad habits start here. )

Title: Sharing Habits
Characters/Pairings: Rufus, Rude/Tseng
Team: Turks
Rating: R
Word Count: 100.
Series: NONE
Author's Notes: oh the kinda kink. they are MY bad habits.
( i love my habits...bad as they are )

Title: Hard to Kill
Characters: Rufus and some Turk
Team: Turks
Rating: pg
Word Count: 100.
Series: na
Author's Notes: yay?

It wasn't often that rufus would consider killing one of his own bodyguards; one of his beloved Turks. However, his place of power dictated that some forms of punishment be given.

Mulling ideas over in his head, a plan began to formulate and come to fruition. It was perfect really and he almost chastised himself for not coming up with it sooner.

If he could survive the day, then he would be forgiven and if for some reason he ended up dead, then he would need to find another Turk.

Now he just needed to summon the poor man in.

Title: Steady
Characters: Cloud
Team: Turks
Rating: none
Word Count: 100.
Series: na
Author's Notes: no!

For Cloud confusion reigned the longest. Confusion gave to anger, then sadness, then the numbness took over. That was probably the self finding a way to cope with everything that had happened in his fucked up sham of a life.

He came into their lives giving them the impression that he was a hardened SOLDIER, but when in reality, he was nothing more than a cadet in a dead comrade's place. The boots his mind forced him to step into were big and echoed heavily when he walked.

And still, they walked with him, boosting him up, keeping him steady.

Title: Noises
Characters: Cloud, Tifa
Team: Turks
Rating: pg
Word Count: 100.
Series: na
Author's Notes: *blinks* I have notes! haahahaaaa ahem. i'll shut up now.

There are some noises that a person can't stand hearing, for whatever reason. Nails on chalkboards, mewling kittens, fighting friends and what Cloud was doing right now.

She tried to ignore Cloud's noises. Tried, tried and failed. It became a twisted sordid dance, unknown to the blonde man.

Early morning hours left the bar empty, leaving Tifa to take up her place for these times when she and Cloud had their "moments" in time.

She realized with dawned horror, that if Cloud ever found out about Tifa's part in their secret dance, she wouldn't be able to face him again.

Title: unspoken meanings
Characters: Tifa, Reno, Rude and mention of Cloud
Team: Turks
Rating: pg?
Word Count: 100.
Series: after ac i guess
Author's Notes: nope.

"Where's he at yo?"
Tifa sighed, rolled her eyes and jerked a thumb towards the stairs. The red head made a bee-line and took them as leisurely as he pleased while his partner stayed at the bar.

Tifa went to call out after Reno but he was already out of earshot. The remaining Turk raised an eyebrow in question.

She smirked as a glass slid towards Rude's direction. "I was going to tell him that Cloud might be...busy."

"...busy?" the bald man said before sipping.

"I'm pretty sure he's having 'happy time'."

Mid-sip Rude understood the unspoken meaning. "..." He smirked.

Title: Highwind Hopes
Author: hecatesbrat
Characters: Cid and his dad
Rating: meh.
Team: Turks
Word Count: 100.
Series: na
Author's Notes: prompt - 44 Childhood

( Highwind Hopes )


Title: Testing Grounds
Author: hecatesbrat
Characters: Hojo
Rating: meh.
Team: Turks
Word Count: 100.
Series: na
Author's Notes: prompt - 44 Childhood

( Testing Grounds )