"Not interested." Cloud turned to leave, already sick to death of ShinRa's face.
"Wait." It wasn't a request but Cloud found himself hesitating. "I apologise, I obviously did not make myself very clear." Rufus finally turned to face Cloud who looked back at him with a frown.
"I only wanted to ask for your help...it appears that I am unaccustomed to such things."
"Not interested." Cloud repeated, feeling a little like a broken record at this point.
"Cloud, our goals are the same now. We are no longer enemies."
"We're not exactly friends either, president." Cloud fought back the bitterness but didn't think he did a very good job of disguising it.
It had been several months after Geostigma and Cloud was just beginning to settle back down into a routine with Tifa and the kids, he did not need Rufus calling him in under false pretences.
The 'package' Cloud had been asked to collect by a random secretary turned out to be a surprise meeting with Rufus ShinRa, who was now asking for his help in restoring ShinRa's reputation.
The mere thought of it made Cloud's stomach tighten and a sour taste fill his mouth.
Rufus stood behind a huge desk made from expensive Nibel pine, the scent brought back intense memories of his mother's face and he hated it.
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