I have an excuse this time! I swear! Y'all ready for this one? It's a dusey! My beta was in California for two weeks. There. And I have had little or no inspiration for over a month so... yeah... I had to take advantage of the spark I got for one day and write this. It's not up to my usual, in my opinion, but I feel uber bad for not updating anything in so long... So I'm sorry and I promise I will get back to my usual self eventually. This takes place right after the movie. And I mean right after. Warning: Brief Clotif ahead! (swoon)

"It's cured! It's cured!"

"Mommy, I don't hurt anymore!"

"It's a miracle!"

"That Strife and Avalanche did it again, huh?"

Everyone in the church was celebrating, jumping up and down and shouting their joy. Yuffie was right at the center of the noise as usual, screaming out war cries and punching the air.

Most people were too busy to notice the blond man in the water reach up and pick up the blushing barmaid by her waist, setting her down in the shallow water in front of him. Yuffie saw Cloud whisper something in Tifa's ear. The woman's face broke into a beaming smile and she jumped into his arms, kissing him until he was red to the roots of his spikes.

"Way to go!"

A few people catcalled or wolf whistled.

"Bout time you two!" Barret roared cheerfully.

Yuffie rolled her eyes. "Get a room already! Gawd!" and she cannon balled into the deepest part of the pool, ignoring the fact that her knee-high shoes would most likely never be the same.

"Yuffie!" Tifa shrieked as she was soaked by the splash. Cloud laughed, trying to shake his sopping bangs from his eyes. "Get over here right now!"

"No!" the ninja giggled. "I'm not letting you kill me for wrecking your moment! That's like, my job!" She jumped out of the water and pushed her way through the crowd before Tifa could follow. "Look out! Hero of the planet, coming through! Party at Teef and Spikey's!"

Another cheer went up as she ran from the church, grinning from ear to ear.

"You're happy," someone commented at her elbow.

"Hey Turkey!" she beamed up at Reno, who was raising an eyebrow at her. "Oh-" she looked down and noticed that she must look quite funny, soaked to the bone and dancing in the middle of the streets of Edge. "I went swimming!" She informed him brightly.

"I can see that yo."

"You should go in there! It's crazy! Everyone's all freaking out about being cured, and Spike's makin out with Tifa in the water and all that. That's got to be a sin or something right? Making out in a church? Oh well, I'll ask Vinny later. But it's totally awesome!" She caught her breath, the excitement of the day still coursing through her. "And now there's gunna be a party at the bar, cuz this is the second time we saved the world! It's like, a record or something!"

He shook his head, grinning. "Do you ever shut up?"

"No! Never!" she smiled cheekily at him. "Do you ever get excited about anything good?"

He shook his head, his eyes glancing pointedly up and down her body. "Nothin you'd be interested in…"

"Pft! So we just saved the world from like, all the baddies, and all you can think about is that my shirt's wet enough to see through?"

"Yeah, pretty much."

"Well we'll just have to get you partying, then you'll be more fun," she assured the Turk, dragging him by his arm in the direction of the bar. He winced, slowing down behind her and putting a hand to his ribs.

"You okay? Anything broke?"

"It's fine yo," he grinned, ruffling her wet hair. "Just got hit too many times in one day. Nothin I ain't used to."

"Don't do that," she scowled, smoothing her bangs back from her face. "It's all annoying and weird. How come you haven't been around lately?" She almost said 'I've missed you,' but decided against it. Their 'not-so-relationship-thing', as she called it, wasn't sappy and sickly sweet enough to say the cliché lines of a true romance.

"Been keepin the boss alive," he shrugged, grimacing slightly. He pulled a cigarette and lighter from his jacket pocket, lighting the small white stick and taking a deep drag. "And all that Jenova shit. Don't see what the big deal was. But it's the job."

"Well you're going to hang out here a bit, right? I mean, things have been kinda boring with all the angsting and stuff on Spike's part. And then Teef bein all depressed when he's gone. But I guess they'll probably be loads better now. But still!"

"Yeah sure. For a little bit."

Yuffie frowned. He wasn't meeting her eyes. "What's your problem Turkey? You're all serious and stuff."

"Just been thinkin," he looked down at her, smiling slightly.

"No way!" she gaped at him exaggeratedly. "I didn't know you could think!"

"Aw shut it yo," he grinned around the cigarette, shoving her lightly. "You know what I mean."

"Well what are you thinking about?" she demanded. "You so have to tell me, I mean, I'm like, practically sorta almost kinda your girlfriend. That's got to count for something."

"Well, as practically sorta almost kinda your boyfriend, I'm gunna say a guy's gotta keep a couple secrets."

"Come on!" she whined, stamping her foot and twisting in mock agony. "Tell me! I'm gunna die from being all kept out of your fat, weirdo looking head!"

"Alright fine," he shook his head, laughing at her antics. "I was just thinkin bout if I'm the good guy or the bad guy, ya know?"

"Uh- not really," she snorted. "Why're you thinking about that kinda stuff? That isn't really you."

He shrugged and winced again. "I uh-" he paused, giving way to a stream of coughing. "I dunno. Just kinda thinkin I don't want to be remembered as the bad one in the story."

"You sure you're okay?" she frowned; trying to remember if she'd ever heard him cough before. "You should so quit smoking. I bet that's why you're coughing. Then you wouldn't smell like crap either! It would be totally awesome!"

"Aw shut it yo," he waved a hand at her. "I ain't listenin to any more of that kinda shit. I get enough from Lena and the guys."

"Well they're right."

He rolled his eyes. "Don't give me that, Brat."

"Fine," she crossed her arms stubbornly. "Then I have made the decision for the rest of the world!" she declared. "You're a bad guy!"

He raised an eyebrow. "Cuz I smoke?"

"Exactly!" she nodded firmly. "The only way you can save yourself is to quit, right here and now!"

"Fine," he grinned and flicked his cigarette off into a puddle on the sidewalk. "There. So am I the good guy now?"

"No! You have to quit forever! Not just for today!"

"Okay," he shrugged and dumped his pockets, relieving them of their half empty packs, loose matches and spare lighters. "Done Brat."

She tried not to look shocked and worried at the alarming amount of smoking paraphernalia that the Turk kept on his person. "Sweet! That was way easy to get you to quit!" She chirped, even though she didn't doubt he would be lighting up again within the hour. "So was that it? Are you going to be fun again now cuz I have officially labeled you a good guy?"

He started to laugh, but it only made him cough again. "Maybe. I dunno Princess, I'm a little tired."

She rolled her eyes, bouncing in circles around him. "How can you be tired? We just had like, the biggest crisis since meteor! You should be as pumped as me!"

"You never quit, do you?"

"Never!" she cried dramatically, punching the air a few times. "Do you really need to ask?" They were almost to the bar, walking slowly down a deserted short cut.

He snorted. "Keep it up Brat. I ain't gunna put up with you any more than I have to."

"Pft, yeah right! You know I'm the only girl who'll put up with you!" She skipped ahead of him, wiggling her hips. "You're so lucky to have me you know."

"Right… Well, I guess there's some advantage to lovin a ninja chick with legs like that."

She stood still a moment, letting his words sink in. Finally, her face broke into an evil smile. "What was that Turkey boy?" she called loudly, skipping to catch up with him. "Did the cold hearted jack ass of the Turks just tell the beautiful Shinobi Princess of Wutai that he loves her? I think you might have to repeat that, so I can make sure I got it right."

"Shut up," he smirked, sticking out his foot to trip her. She hopped over it easily. "Ya don't gotta brag."

"Yeah I do!" she planted her hands on her hips proudly. "I'm such a miracle worker! I should get a medal!" She poked his shoulder hard. "And maybe, if you're like, super lucky, not to mention worship me for the rest of your life, I might love you too."

"You wish," he snorted.

"Okay, so maybe you'll just be really super lucky."

"That's good to know," he grinned and ruffled her hair again. They were only a block away from the bar and the crowds were already milling towards Tifa's Seventh Heaven. "Hang on a second. I'll be in there in a minute."

"Okay!" she giggled and stood on tiptoe, kissing his cheek. "And be like, so ready to party cuz I'm not going to be sleepy for hours!"

"Sure. Bye Yuffie." He watched he skip inside, laughing and joking with everyone around her.

She thought that maybe she might be able to get a room all to themselves if she locked one right now before any one else tried to stay the night. She grinned at the idea.

Reno turned around, wandering off in the opposite direction. That had gone better than he had thought originally. He slid a hand into his jacket and felt the stub of rib protruding from his chest and the blood flowing sluggishly from the tear it made in his skin. He watched the people laughing and dancing around, making their way happily to the bar.

Reno grinned as black started eating away at the edges of his vision and his knees buckled. No doubt Yuffie would hate him forever for not telling her, but there was nothing she could do to him anymore.

(Hides from ferocious Reno fangirls) Yes, yes I just killed off one of my favorite characters of all time, so sue me, I was desperate. Like I said, not my usual. But still. I had to experiment. I mean, that's what fanfics are for, right? Well the way I see it, Reno and Rude get the crap kicked out of them by Loz and Yazoo, and walk away smiling at the end of the movie right? Well, Just thought I'd mess with what would happen if Reno wasn't so fine and dandy after all that bangin around. And I'm sorry if the moments and romance were cheesy and ooc. Curse Reno and his too-cool-to-be-mooshy-ness...

As always, read and review! I'd love to hear what y'all think!