Disclaimer: I don't own FFVII

A/N: So, I was in a Reffie mood... By the way, I am in a big phase right now where I'm itching for a good Cloud/Yuffie nonromantic story... but can't seem to find any. Anyone up for a challenge?

I walked into the bar, grumbling all the way to my seat on the stool. Time for a drink after a rather lousy day. Stupid Spiky wouldn't let me near the alcohol at home while Tifa was gone, so I had resorted to coming to this rinky dink bar while she was out the past few nights. "Hey!" I called out to the bartender. "What's a girl supposed to do to get some service around here? I need a beer!"

"You might not want to ask that around these parts, Legs."

Closing my eyes I took a deep breath. Oh gawds, no. Not him. Anyone but him.

"What?" He leaned forward, red hair, a striking contrast to the dull colors of the area surrounding us. "Not happy to see me?" I wanted to wipe that smirk right off his pretty little face.

"Are you stalking me?" I sneered, grabbing the drink the bartender placed in front of me and taking a gulp. How many times would I have to run into this jerk?

"Don't flatter yourself." He chuckled, taking a swig of his own beer. "I like my women a little more... developed, if you know what I mean."

Why I oughta… "Yeah, that's why you're itching to get in my panties, huh?" I retorted, suppressing my anger. "You're just scared cause you can't handle a woman like me."

He laughed outright then, causing my cheeks to flush and my jaw to clench. "Oh trust me, I've handled many, you'd be no problem."

"Don't compare me to your sleazy one night stands, Turkey." I grit out. He didn't waver at all and I suddenly smiled mischievously as he went to take another drink. "Your women could never pleasure you like I could. They're not as flexible as I am."

I watched with smug satisfaction as he choked on his drink at my remark. Take that, fire crotch.

I finished my beer, feeling lighter. Tifa always told me I was such a lightweight. Shrugging, I order a couple rounds of shots, feeling the alcohol loosen my muscles and ease the tension out of my body. "You know…" I said, blinking and glancing around. "I just noticed, w-where's -hic- baldy?"

Reno raised an eyebrow at me, a grin on his face. "Why? Not enjoying my company?"

"You annoy me, Turkey." I rubbed my eyes, and glanced at the clock. It was late. Cloud was probably going to lecture me.

"You irritate me, too, Princess." He responded lazily, taking my last shot from my hands and downing it.

"H-hey!" I exclaimed when his actions finally registered. "That's mine!"

"You're done for tonight, babe." He said, standing up and flipping some gil on the counter. He looked at the bartender and gestured his head toward me. "Don't give her any more, got it?"

I pursed my lips at his gall to try and put limitations on me. How dare he! That stupid, thoughtful, totally sexy-

Whoa, whoa! Yuffs, get a hold of yourself!

"Catch ya later, babe." He said, sliding his hand up my leg and squeezing my thigh before walking out the door.

Red headed bastard. I'll teach him to try and woo Yuffie Kisa- Kisa- hehe… Kisaraaaaagi. What a funny name… heh..

Wait. Focus. I thought to myself, I need to get out of here. Reeve was going to kill me tomorrow if I went in with a hangover. I pulled out my gil and went to pay the bartender before he looked at me and explained the gentleman accompanying me had already paid for my drinks.

I licked my lips, and walked out the door with slow, hobbled steps. What a stupid head. Yeah… heh… stupid. Stupid red hair (that I totally did not want to clutch in my fists) and stupid smile (that I totally did not want to wipe off his face with my lips.) Oh, he was good. He was real good.

That stupid, considerate bastard.

Reno: 1, Yuffie: 0

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