Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy, Yuffie, or Reno
Author's Note: Please excuse any errors I might have missed, Thank you.
Timeline: Sometime after Advent Children – Maybe after Dirge of Cerberus.
Finding Reno
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Yuffie was disgusted. Did she honestly look like a one-night-stand? The drunkards certainly thought so. Yuffie clenched her fists. She could take care of her self. She could handle her self. Yuffie had promised she'd bring Reno back in one piece without a mob after her. Yuffie ignored the drunkards and wished she had known better.
Striding up to the bar counter, she flagged the barkeep down. A lean man with a mop of brown - or was it black - hair. Yuffie couldn't tell. He was currently wiping some glasses as he casually made his way over to her. Eyeing her the whole way. She looked young, but it was impossible to tell if she was under or over the drinking limit. The white - tinged with brown crud - glasses were put away and he gave her his full attention.
"I'm looking for a Redhead. Long ponytail. Blue suit - white shirt. Tattoos underneath both eyes." Yuffie told the man.
The barkeeps face scrunched up as if a bad odor had filled the room. After a few minutes he relaxed his face - forcibly - Yuffie was sure. He eyed her warily. What could a kid like her want with guy like that?
"Why?"
Yuffie noticed he didn't directly answer her question. Yet, he had asked "Why" - which meant he'd seen the Redhead and he was here. Or, he knew where Reno was or had gone. Her lips twitched slightly and she fought to keep her expression from showing relief or triumph.
"I'm here to collect him." She told the man seriously.
The barkeep didn't look like he bought it. How ironic, Yuffie mused. The truth; could sometime be so unbelievable that people did not want to believe it. Tragic. Sad. What a shameful pity.
"Are you now?"
Yuffie shifted. She could feel male eyes glued to her. So completely annoying this whole ordeal was. When Yuffie had her hands on Reno, boy was he going to get it.
"Yes. I am. Where is he?" An edge was in her voice. An Edge the barkeep didn't dare try to go against.
Yuffie wasn't a girl anymore. She was a woman. A female ninja who could take out as much as any could give. Capable.
He sighed defeated. "He's in room 346."
"Thank you." Yuffie chimed simply and left about her way.
Yuffie couldn't contain her relief when she was out of that cantina bar. The hall of this structure wasn't the best smelling, but it sure as heck beat that place she'd just been in. Not to mention those guys couldn't watch her anymore. She shuddered.
"Creepy Jerks." Yuffie muttered.
Finally, after walking a little while, taking an elevator, and avoiding a fighting married couple, Yuffie found room 346. It was on the third floor of the building and not anywhere near any exits. Yuffie huffed stalking up to the door.
Thwump. Thwump. Thwump.
Her soft black glove covered hand knocked on the door calmly. She waited and waited. Waited some more. Nothing came to open the door. Yuffie huffed loudly and pounded on the door - not to loud as to disturb the other people in the other rooms, but loud enough she was sure to get the attention of the room's occupant. A few minutes and Yuffie heard a family drawl curse. She smiled and waited.
The wine colored door swung open and Yuffie met a sight of disarray.
"Oh, it's you. What chya want?" Reno's voice sounded a bit tired and childish.
Yuffie sighed dramatically. "I am here to collect, you, Red."
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