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"Here, I finished the report for you." Kim groaned, trying to put a smile on her face as she tossed the report in Reno's face. "And I'm not doing another one for you! This one took me long enough!"

"Of course," Reno smirked, leaning back in his chair. They were in the Turk's lounge, hanging out at a redwood table, resting before their next mission. The mission involved The four top Turks and so it excluded the rest of the branch. "But, you shouldn't give it to me. Tseng collects the reports, give it to him."

"Take it to him yourself!" Kim shrieked, slamming her hands on the table. Staying up late was not doing wonders for her attitude.

Reno just laughed, "I can't. I'm going on a mission in a few minutes. You'll have to do it." He got up from his seat and handed her back the report. Rude appeared in the doorway, and Kim swore she saw a small smile on his face- he probably found her funny.

Kim sighed, brushing back her bangs, "Okay, then. Where is he?"

Rude answered, "Rufus's office."

"Great...." Kim groaned.

"Don't worry, I'll make it up to you..." Reno grinned, "when you show me next mission that you aren't such a newbie Turk."

"Fine, fine." Kim said, controlling her nerves. Didn't she kill that old lady with no problem? Well, maybe that didn't count... Kim didn't have to plow through ninjas to get to her. "Don't you guys need to leave? Get out of here."

Reno grinned and adjusted his goggles before leaving; Rude politly bobbed his head.

"Well, I guess I should head over to the office." Kim said, carrying the report.

She passed a couple people in the hallways as she walked over the office. She hasn't seen Rufus since she was hired and she wished it would stay that way. After locking him in his office until she got a job, she didn't expect their meeting to go so smoothly.

When she approached the door, she swiftly knocked on it, holding her breath. A muffled, "come in," was followed by the door opening. Before she knew it, she was standing inside his office. It was just the same as it's always been and the couch was back in place. Rufus was sitting at his desk, and Tseng was on his right, holding a golfbag. Kim stared quzzically.

Rufus looked up. "Oh, it's you." He sniffed, running his fingers through his blond hair.

"Nice to see you again, Sir." Kim said, a fake smile plastered on her face.

"Is something the matter?" Tseng asked.

"Yes, umm..." Kim walked up to him, holding out the report. "It's a report from one of Reno's missions. He told me to bring it to you."

"Thank you." Tseng said, taking the report from her. He flipped through the pages. "I'm impressed, Reno never finishes his reports on time."

Kim coughed.

"Is that all?" He asked.

"Yes-"

"Since you're here..." Rufus butted in, smirking, "might you help me with a problem I'm having?"

"Ummm... Sure!" Kim said, not really thinking. She was always one to help people, even if it caused her more trouble.

"You see, my father is participating in a golf tourtament today and I'm supposed to be there." He got up and walked over to the window. "But, I was suddenly bambarded with the fact that I am responsible for coming up with the next company party. Surely, I can't miss spending bonding time with my father... as his caddy.... can I?"

"Of course not." Kim replied. Honestly, she couldn't tell if he was being sarcastic or not but she assumed that he would rather be donig other things than caddying.

"Great!" He smiled. "Now that we have an understanding, I'll tell you what you can do." He walked over to Kim, flipping his hair once again. "You will be in charge of the party!"

"Meep!" Kim squealed.

"Oh, don't worry. It's not that hard." He grinned. "And if you need any help, ask any of the other Turks. Elena, Tseng, Rude and Reno are the only ones with a mission today."

With that, he walked out the door with Tseng following behind. "The party is happening 3 days from now. Good luck!"

"Oh no..." Kim sighed, standing in the empty room.

Kim heard a rucus going on outside Rufus's office but she was too engulfed in her newest source of trouble. Whatever was going on outside was none of her business anyway, she had to be poilte enough not to get involved with other people's business. She was new, so she really didn't want to get on anyone's bad side. She swore she heard Reno yell and smirked as she wrote out a list of things to do:

The Menu
The Room where the party is happening
The Decorations
The Invitations
The Amount of Alcohol

Everything had to be detailed and perfect. She remembered her first Shinra party when she was just a secretary. It was wonder, awe-inspiring, but she herself hid in the corner most of the party, her shy personality taking over. "This time, I'll be more freindly!" Kim told herself, "And I'll have fun."

She wondered how she would ask for help though, she didn't really know any of the Turks besides the top four. She also met Wydda, but she didn't want to bug her since they got to know eachother. "Where do I even start?" She thought.

Suddenly, the door to his office started to open...

(( crying ))

Kim was a little stunned at the sudden going ons in the room. One minute she was calmly writting out a list for the party, the next she was speechlessly watching mayhem happen in the President's office. She really didn't know what do do; it all happened so suddenly. She watched as a young woman banged her head against a pillar and she watched as a little girl with a fox tail run around the office. She opened one of the drawers and found pink teddy bears. "...!" She laughed a little, knowing that she could use the teddy bears against him if he ever were to rope her into such a thing again.

When the girl greeted her, she got blown back a bit by the loudness of her voice. Still, a kid was a kid, and she didn't mean to blow out Kim's eardrums.

"Hello!" Kim smiled, "Are two here to help with the party?" She just realized that she didn't introduce herself. "Oh, my name is Kim. I'm a new Turk. Who are you?"

"That?" Kim asked, looking at the piece of paper. "It's a list of things we have to do for the party. I think I covered it all." She sighed and leaned against Rufus's desk. "But, It's very nice to meet you two. And Aux, I'll be looking foward to working with you for future missions- of course, this feels like a mission itself." She laughed. She had fun watching the two fight; it reminded her of the fights she had with her brother.... that was so long ago.

"I haven't introduced myself!" Kim exclaimed, "My name is Kim, and I was just recently promoted to a Turk. But, if youv'e read my file, y'know how I got that job." She said sheepishly. It's exactly why she was in Rufus's dept too. "I used to work as a secretary but now I'm happy to be here." Her blue eyes shined as she brushed back some loose strands from her ponytail. "If Aux has hair like a chocobo, then I have hair like.... well, to be honest, poop, with blond highlights!" She laughed at herself- couldn't she think of anything better?

Natsumi was slacking off.

What else was new?

Today seemed to be a slow day at Shin-Ra Incorporated. Nobody really seemed to be doing any work, or if they were, not much heart seemed to go into it. She was just, simply put, sitting on a horrendously tacky, misplaced old couch in a hallway. Said couch clashed terribly with the decor. Natsumi, strangely, was beginning to like sitting on the moth-eaten old thing, just observing the goings-on. So far nothing had happened other than a secretary tripping over her own feet as she walked past the silent Natsumi, froze, doubled back, stared at Natsumi, blinked and stumbled. That had been the most interesting thing to happen in the past twenty minutes.

So much for the saying life is a party.

And then Rufus Shin-Ra walked by, First Division of Turks in tow. A brief, confused, do-I-know-you stare was exchanged between the two, and then Rufus moved on, ignoring his cousin. Natsumi glanced at the First Division. She'd only seen them once or twice in the cafeteria. Roguish-looking [but still somewhat handsome] sanguine-haired man. A Wutaian-looking guy with long black hair and a dot in the middle of his forehead. Bald New Age Goliath, with sunglasses. Oh yes. Natsumi remembered now. Rude Sinclair - the man who wore sunglasses at night. She decided that they were still NICE sunglasses, whatever else they would be, and wondered what would happen if she took them.

She got up and headed for her cousin's office, memory helping her retrace that familiar route. With her cousin gone, she might be able to find some blackmail material.

A semi-long walk later, Natsumi glanced around surreptitiously to check for bystanders. Seeing none, she reached out a hand and opened the door, stepping in.

Yane Shinra, however, was skulking around Shin-Ra, Inc. 's head building once again.

Why, you ask? Routinely she was asked over by Rufus Shin-Ra, whom she most indignantly insisted that she Did Not Like [well, maybe a teeny weeny bit], and today was one of those days. To her mixed feelings of chagrin and relief and perhaps disgust, she had encountered the First Division Turks- Tseng, whom she met on many previous occasions and approved of, even if he did chaperone Rufus and herself on one or two outings, Elena, who personally reminded her of Aux, and Aux she did not like a lot, therefore the same feelings were mirrored to the blonde, a terrified-looking Reno, who was the most stalked after by Eville Shibuya, and Rude...the one sentence wonder who had a bucket on his head for some reason or another.

Plus the Fantabulous Rufus himself, with what appeared to be a golf bag, and gave her a flippant flip of his immaculate coif, a rather happy sounding, "Oh, Yane! What a pleasant surprise-" At this she raised an eyebrow: Hadn't HE called her imperiously by phone while she was trying to poke an Eville voodoo doll through the stomach and demanded her presence? "- Listen, I have to go help daddy with his golfing thing, and I can't be there for you- oh, don't look so sad, darling!" Did she? She was already holding a mental party for all her inner demons! "Can you help Extra and Tim with the party planning? I'll have dinner with you when I come back- toodles!" To her revulsion he scooped up her pale visage in his gloved hands, kissed her absently on the cheek and flounced off, Reno sniggering in their wake.

Yane spent the last five minutes disinfecting her face with the back of her hand.

Right then, she consulted her inner self, Where is this Extra and Tim?
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Aux laughed at Kim's supposed joke. Eville was still brandishing a pink teddy.

"As for me," she started, "I was kidnapped by Shin-Ra. Guess where it landed me."

Eville whooped. "A TURKEY!"

Aux rolled her eyes, and breathed to continue, when the door swung open once more.

"NOT YOU AGAIN!" she exclaimed at the sight of Potato-Spiller. Why, oh why couldn't SOME people leave her be?

"HELLO!" greeted Eville overenthusiastically, waving a pink plush teddy bear around, its head looking as if the stitching was coming loose. "Rufus collects TEDDY BEARS. PINK. SO GAY. BUA HA HA."

Potato-Spiller looked wryly amused, and from out of nowhere she pulled out a spiral notepad, and began to scribble furiously with a ballpoint pen. Ignoring Aux and Kim, she took towards the desk, asking Eville, "Anything else?"

"Gum wrappers and old Para-para CDs," started the younger girl. Both started to pore over the treasure trove that was Rufus' drawers.

Aux raised an eyebrow. Potato-Spiller actually made a sort of friend out of Eville. Haunted by the thought of What Could Possibly Happen When The Two Were Friends, Aux shuddered and asked Kim, "Can I see that paper?"

And the doors swung wide open to admit... a pale, willowy figure of about 5'4", with almost immaculate raven locks twisted around a rather pointy looking kunai, tucked at the back of her head in a chignon of sorts, her chin-length fringe obscuring her right eye, her left outlined heavily in kohl and eyeliner, her chocolate-brown pupil expressing dullness and boredom, her semi-cherubic lips painted over with black lip gloss, her skin the shade of porcelain. And then...

Aux raised a heavily ringed finger to point accusingly at the girl, and the girl could have been her shadow, pointing a taloned fingernail-black- at Aux, and they both screamed, "NOT YOU AGAIN!"

Eville dropped the teddy bear like a hot potato, grinned with europhia and screeched, "YAY, YANE~!"

"Get away from me!"

BAMF.

Clang.

"Ow. That hurt."

Yane was last seen storing a piece of Manipulate into her jeans pocket. Finally identifying the most sane one, which was Kim, she asked, "So. What's up."

"I thought I asked for THAT first," said Aux impatiently, tapping her filed fingernails on Rufus' desktop to make Another Point. Potato-Spiller had scowled a "Suit yourself" and turned to engage herself in the recording of Rufus Shin-Ra's properties. Eville Shibuya, on the other hand... had gotten the dustbin off her head, but said dustbin was chasing said girl in circles around the office and was finally gnawing on her tail. Kim was looking thoroughly amused, and all Yane could do was stare at the chaos with the air of one who was...bored. As she always was, no one could actually tell.

Come to think of it, this woman with brown-blonde hair she had seen on one or two occasions, a shy thing in a secretarial suit, at Rufus' side with either a stack of heavy canvas files in her arms, or a steaming cup of coffee or two. However, she wasn't sure if she recognized her- and that Wutaian looking girl with the notepad and the two very conspicuous looking swords...hold on. Yane squinted. That face... hadn't she seen...

Transported in time in a split second or three, she saw herself, a thin, pale, thing too mature for her age of nine, at what looked like the Level 61 recreational area which had been transformed into some sort of ballroom, sipping in what she hoped was a discreet manner at a glass of lime with mild vodka the length of her forearm, dressed in a floofy, iridescent, white thing that she wouldn't be caught dead in for a million bucks, from a corner, staring at a screaming Rufus- 13.5 years old at the time- clutching his toe, his features contorted in pain, and a brown-haired girl- a year older than she was- IN A FLOOFY PINK GOWN [must openly express her distaste for such a colour] -guffawing like no tomorrow, attracting various glances of disconcert of different degrees and intensity from the surrounding waltzing adults. This caused one distracted couple- young Scarlett, who wasn't THAT pretty as she claimed she once was ["And still am," she insisted] and young Heideggar, who did not look any different from now - to trip over each other's feet, and the rest to fall over each other like dominoes.

How could anyone forget such an amusing scene?

Trying hard not to laugh at the memory, Yane tapped the Potato-Spiller on the shoulder and asked, "Are you by any chance Natsumi?"