Rufus

The AVALANCHE copter pulled down a bit, and a ladder emerged from the side. Finally, rescue, Cloud thought wearily. But just as soon as it appeared, its frame was riddled by a minigun as a Shinra copter appeared.

"Shit," Cloud said. In the chopper, Reno looked skeptically at the VIP.

"Sure you wanna do this personally, boss?" The man nodded. He was blonde, handsome and fit. Midgar's most eligible bachelor. Barret whistled low.

"If it ain't Rufus Shinra. Heir to the throne himself," Barret said. The helicopter landed, and Rufus emerged with several operators, as well as a Doberman on a chain. Barret aimed his microlaser.

"Stop," Cloud said.

"Huh!? The hell I will! We can finish off the family here and now!"

"Take Aerith and get outta here. I'll buy you guys some time."

"I would stay here—back you up."

"Barret… I'm asking you. Please."

"Fine. Have it your way then. But you better be right behind us!" Barret said, as he retreated towards the president's office. Rufus nodded, and the operatives pursued. He looked at Cloud curiously.

"You're a SOLDIER, aren't you? Which, of course, would mean that I own you," Rufus said. He approached Cloud, eyeing his feminine features, enhanced by the Don's hormones.

"EX-SOLDIER. I quit," Cloud said, feeling awkward as Rufus explored him with his hands, chuckling as his hand dipped into Cloud's pants to squeeze his tiny member. He ground against Cloud, and Cloud could feel the thick pipe of Rufus's arousal. Was he going to fuck Cloud?

"I only fuck guys that can compete on the battlefield," Rufus said. "Show me what you've got."

He waved off the copter, and it disappeared as he aimed his gun at Cloud. It was a spirited fight. Rufus was agile, and skilled in the art of distraction, using coins and lasers and guns to full advantage. He even clipped Cloud in the thigh, a piercing shot that left Cloud bleeding. But Rufus was panting too.

"Think you got my number?" Cloud said, applying a healing spell.

"Not at all. You're making me sweat. Good thing I came prepared," Rufus said. God he was so handsome and that bulge, Cloud thought. What, why was he thinking that? He ducked barely as the laser deflected off a coin, searing his ass.

"That's a new trick."

"Like it? 'Course you do." Rufus smirked. The combat lasted a few more minutes, until the copter reappeared. "The next time we meet ... I'm going to fuck your brains out, Cloud. Make you my bitch." The copter flew away, but Reno leaned out, firing a surprise shot at Cloud, who almost fell off the building, clinging just as Shinra had. The winds whipped at him. Was this it? Such a lame way to die. But then he felt a strong, smaller hand grip his, pulling him back to the surface of the roof. It was Tifa.

"You gotta be better than this… if you're gonna play the hero," she said. She didn't try to let go of Cloud's hand, and he kept his grip on her. Him ... a hero to her? Hope did spring eternal.