Today I had my first shooting lesson. I was oh so pleasently awakened at holyfuck in the morning by someone banging on my door. I dragged myself out of bed and pulled on my robe, needless to say I was ready to murder whoever was at my door. Sliding the door open, I prepared to kill the person on the other side. I know the look on my face would've had almost every employee in this building shitting their pants. However, I was greeted by a surprisingly cheerful Turk in jeans and a tight black t-shirt. I blinked a few times and ran my hand back through my sleep-mussed hair(lucky I look damn good with a bed head!). It took a second to register that the smirking guy in front of me was Tseng. I don't think I've ever seen him in anything but a blue suit. His hair was tied back in a sleek ponytail and he was holding two large boxes. This couldn't be good.
"Morning Rufus-sama." he said. How dare he greet me so normally dressed like that? And at this hour!
I think I responded with some sort of angry "Mmmph!" and padded back over to my bed, flopping back into the white comforter face down.
Tseng plopped a box down beside my head. "Here. I brought you something. Put it on."
I turned my head slightly to glance suspiciously at the box. "Get the fuck out and let me sleep." I groaned.
Tseng politely ignored my demand and pulled me up by the shoulders. I was too tired to do anything but glare unhappily at him. Man, he was so going to regret this in a few hours.
"Get up /now/ Rufus. You've got a shooting lesson this morning." He was using his 'Turk' tone now, the one that lets you know he means business and is not to be fucked with.
I sighed dramatically and rolled off the bed. Prying the lid of the box, I made a face at the contents I found there. A pair of blue jeans, a plain gray t-shirt, and a crimson sweatshirt. He had to be kidding me.
"What is this?" I asked, not really expecting an answer, but damned if I wasn't going to cause a fuss! Wear this outfit in public?! No.
"Clothes, Rufus-sama." Tseng said as if he were talking to a complete idiot.
I narrowed my eyes, snatched up the clothes, and stomped off into the bathroom.
Three hours later found me standing in a field between Midgar and some Chocobo farm. Tseng was standing a few feet ahead of me, explaining for the 10th time how to load a shotgun. I'm sure I would've gotten it the first time if my mind didn't keep drifting. I think its pretty obvious that I don't get out like this much, and I was positively enthralled by the swish of the grass and the clear sky. It was almost hard to breath in /fresh/ air!
"Rufus! Would you please pay attention?! I'm not going to go over this again!" Tseng was glaring at me, but the stare didn't have its full effect out here.
"I got it, I got it." I said, trying to listen. He thrust the massive gun into my hands and pulled out his own pistol. A couple of ShinRa employees had accompanied us out here, and were setting up the targets several yards away.
"Ready Rufus? I'm sure you have the basic idea, just aim and pull the trigger. Be careful of the kickback." Tseng reached around me and positioned the shotgun against my shoulder. Now that I was fully awake, I was able to take in his profile with his hair pulled back. Enchanting.
I was on the ground holding my shoulder, and Tseng was standing over me shaking his head. "Damn it Rufus, you didn't aim! PAY ATTENTION!"
I grinned smugly and pulled myself up. Damn, my shoulder was going to bruise.
This time Tseng kept his arms around me and placed his hand over mine. "Ready?" I nodded.
He squeezed the trigger with my finger under his. *BANG* I flinched. "See?" he said. I looked up and there was a big hole through the paper target. "Can you do it alone?"
I scoffed and flipped my hair. "Alright then, do it!" Tseng stepped back and crossed his arms. I narrowed my eyes in concentration and aimed carefully. Brace for kickback, and pull! *BANG*
I'd missed the target, but I was on my feet. Go me. Tseng nodded. I took this as 'try again'.
Concentrate, aim...pull! *BANG*
I hit it! I dropped the gun and whirled around smiling. "I HIT IT!!"
"Good job. Again." *sigh* A little enthusiasm was obviously too much to ask for.
By the time the sun was starting to go down, I was sore, sweaty and had bug bites. *shudder* But, I could hit the target every time now, and had even hit the bullseye once or twice. I did better with Tseng's hand gun, but he insists that the shotgun is a better weapon for me in the long run. Next time we're going to the ShinRa indoor range back at the tower. Good. No bugs there.
Tseng followed me back to my rooms, the first thing on my agenda was shower. I was going to be royally pissed if I'd sunburned. When I emerged from the bathroom, I was set on making Tseng listen to my rant on blue jeans, but I stopped short upon finding him asleep in a chair. I almost laughed out loud at the sheer absurdity of it, but I didn't want to wake him. Tseng looks so peaceful when he's sleeping. I'd never seen him relaxed before. His head resting on his arm, ponytail trailing over the back of the chair, eyes fluttering slightly under his eyelids. I slipped back into the bedroom, pulled on some clothes and ran a comb through my hair. Creeping back into the main room, I crouched down beside the chair and curiously watched Tseng sleep. Such smooth skin, much darker than mine. It was difficult to suppress the urge to run my thumb along the curve of his long eyelashes. Caught in the moment, the late afternoon sun falling on his black hair, I reached out to touch his face. Before my fingers could graze his cheek, his eyes shot open and he caught me by the wrist. I fell back in surprise and he sat up, still holding my arm.
"I...You were asleep." Great observation there, Rufus. *rolls eyes*
Tseng seemed to realize where he was and quickly released my wrist as if scalded.
"Good start today, Rufus-sama. We'll continue lessons as time permits." He stood and headed towards the door.
I was still on the floor, unsure of what had just happened. "Tseng!" I called out as he was stepping out the door. He turned and paused, waiting for me to continue. At this point I realized I had nothing to say, and felt dumb for calling to him. Fuck, why was I blushing? "Um...thanks for the lesson."
He nodded and the door slid shut behind him.
Well, that was my fabulous day. Interesting, ne? At least I got to get out of work for the day. However, I'm not sure getting bitten by insects was worth it. I /HATE/ nature.