Title: FB – Enemies part I of II
Author: Enide Dear
Pairing: Valenwind, Renaj, Lozoo
Rating: Some violence

A/N: Let’s see if you are as clever as Yazoo and his pie… :D



Summary: Someone is trying to kill the Remnants and Capey is a Hero




"Sometimes I think you like Vincent's cooking more than you like me," Kadaj pouted as Reno grabbed another huge piece of cherry pie and stuffed it into his mouth, licking his fingers and grinning.

"'Course I don't, Kaddy." The Turk reached across the blanket to get a chicken club. "I like you *just* as much as I like Vince's cooking - ow! It's just not that often I get invited to a picnic, yo."

"As far as I know, no one did invite ya," Cid grumbled, sipping his tea, but without any real anger. It was impossible to be grumpy on such a lovley, sunny spring day, his husband leaning in his arms, his extended family gathered around a truly wonderful picnic. Not even the Turk could spoil the day.

“Where do you even put away all that food? You’ve been eating non-stop since we got out here.” Kadaj eyed the sinewy body. “Do you have worms or something?”

“Hey, I’ve just gotten back from a mission from hell. I haven’t eaten anything but coffee and caffeine pills for three days.” Reno winked. “A diet like that’d keep anyone slim.”

“Unless they get a mental break down.”

“Never said it was perfect.”

"You know," Yazoo ignored the bickering to brush some grass off Capey, shaking out the cloak and neatly folded the swirling folds, "this is nice. We've never been to a picnic before."

"Unless you count that time when we chased Cloud." Loz was lazily weaving a few flowers into Yazoo's long hair.

"It is nice," Vincent smiled, feeling content, which wasn't like him. "It's almost like a normal fami…what was that?" He stared at a small pile of dirt that had suddenly exploded a few inches from the blanket, spraying Capey with grass and sand and making the cape shake in irritation.

"I don't know…" Cid frowned as another small explotion of dirt erupted next to Kadaj's hand.

"Get down, get down!" Reno screamed, dropping his chicken club and throwing himself over Kadaj who hissed with suprise and anger and tried to fling him off. "Someone is fucking shooting at us!"

Quick, cold-minded battle-experience made all six males thrown themselves down even as a pie erupted where a bulled hit it, but there really where nowhere to hide out here in the middle of the plains. Vincent snarled and reached for Cerebus even as Yazoo instinctivley fumbled for Velvet Nighmare - which he hadn't brought.

"Shit!" Cid swore as he tried to keep his head covered and pulled down Vincent as well. "We're sitting ducks out here!"

Something huge and red billowed up and spread out; Capey providing a visual defence like a screen and shuddering as another bullet tore through the cloth.

"Capey!"

"Loz, get them!" Kadaj snarled, still trying to get up from under Reno's grip. "Whoever it is, I want them alive!"

Loz nodded and let go of Yazoo; with a flash he was gone, running over the plains and 'jumping' from side to side to make a harder target.

"No, wait!" Yazoo screamed, but it was too late. Loz was already far out on the plains, running for the assasin.

Vincent crouched down behind Capey, ready to provide fire support, but no more bullets came. Loz had reached a hillock a few hundred meters away and the demon-man could see him crouching in the grass, picking something up. Then he stood, looking around, and shrugged. A few moments later Loz was back, holding a rifle with a sniper's light.

"No one there," he explained. "Just the tracks from a motorbike, and this."

"Are you alright?" Yazoo demanded as Vincent took the rifle. "Did you get hit? Are you hurt?" He pulled his hands all along Loz chest and shoulders, green eyes huge and lips shaking.

"I'm not hurt, Yazzie, I'm - ouch!" Loz staggered as Yazoo slammed a fist into his chest.

"You stupid idiot! Don't you even do something like that again! Ever!" Yazoo hissed like an angry cat. "If you'd got yourself killed, I would never have forgiven you!"

"I am…um…sorry?" Loz said confused, rubbing his chest. Yazoo might look slender but he could easily have broken ribs.

"You'd better be!"

"Who was it?" Cid ignored the lovers' squabble and looked at the gun Vincent was turning over in his hands. "Any clues?"

"Nothing. It's a standard sniper gun, you could buy it anywhere." Vincent sighed, sniffing at the handle. "Although that smell…"

"ShinRa." Kadaj's eyes narrowed. "It must have been!"

"No way." Reno walked around the ruined picnic, scuffling his feet where the bullets had hit the ground.

"You are not exactly objective, Reno…" Vincent started, but the Turk interupted him.

"ShinRa wouldn't *miss*, that's what I mean." He  frowned at the scattered shots in the ground. "Whoever fired that gun aims like shit. And ShinRa don't use that kind of cheap-ass sniper guns. "

"He's got a point." Cid nodded.

"Then who?" Loz asked, still rubbing his bruise.

"Could be anyone with a grudge against you boys - and to be honest, there's quite a lot of those people around." Vincent closed his claw and the sniper gun was torn to pieces. "We'd better be a bit more carefull from now on."

Yazoo looked at the bullet marks and then up at the hillock. He frowned.

“Come on, Yazzie.” Loz watched nervously as Yazoo picked up the splattered pie even as the rest of the family was quickly moving out. “We’re leaving.”

“Just a second.” He studied the pie and picked up an abandoned crazy straw.” Hmm…”

“What are you doing?” Loz stared in confusion as Yazoo fiddled with the pie and the straw.

“Looking for clues.”

“In a pie?!”

Yazoo dropped the destroyed food to the ground and frowned.

“Yes.”