Bad to Good

AN: I own nothing in this story. This is for KCVII so enjoy! Please R&R.

"Goddamn staplers," Reno muttered to himself, pressing down on the defunct tool.

His day had been a string of unlucky incidents. First he burned his bacon at breakfast, then on the way to work he had gotten a flat tire. Then Tseng had handed him a mound of paperwork and to top all that off he had to deal with Elena and her monthly visitor.

And now his stapler had broken.

Muttering under his breath, the Turk walked back to his cubicle and grabbed a paper clip. After getting that dilemma solved he placed the paperwork on his out tray and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the in tray completely empty.

Checking a nearby clock caused a smirk to appear.

He was free!

Nearly skipping towards the exit door and to the waiting elevator that would take him to the parking garage, the redhead didn't register the rustling in the cubicle to his left.

That is until he heard Elena call his name. Turning around, Reno noticed that the blond had devoured the chocolate Tseng had provided in order to placate her. And now that her treat had released all the endorphins it could in her gray matter the female Turk was angry once again.

"Um...bye..." Reno said as fast as he could, turning around and hurrying towards the exit.

Judging by the clacking of heels Elena couldn't be far behind. Not looking back, Reno made it inside one of the elevators and pressed the parking garage button multiple times as he saw the blond getting closer and closer.

"Reno!"

Luckily the doors closed then and Reno was descending towards freedom.

Elena huffed and put her hands on her hips.

A footstep sounded behind her and the blond whirled around, a smile on her face.

"Rude, does my butt look big in these pants? And be honest."

The shades wearing Turk looked around for salvation from Elena but no one was around.

So, taking a breath, he decided to tell Elena his opinion.


Reno walked through his front door an hour later, having stopped to get his tire changed, and sunk into the couch, a heavy sigh escaping his throat.

"Sounds like you've had a rough day," a familiar voice said from behind Reno. Looking up, the Turk saw his wife smiling down at him.

"It's better now that I'm home," Reno replied. Tifa came around and sat beside him, a hand sifting through his hair before she looked him in the eyes.

"You haven't asked me how my day was." Reno chuckled at that.

"I'm sorry. How was your day?"

"I went to the hospital today," she answered. Reno lost his jovial attitude at that but Tifa brushed his concern aside with a gentle smile. "We're going to be parents."

Any doubts Tifa had had about telling Reno right away vanished when he kissed her passionately.

Once Reno had broken apart from the lip lock, he grinned widely.

This day was now the best he could remember.


"That's great Reno," Rude said, smiling a little, the action causing the bald Turk to wince. He had the imprint of Elena's palm on his face after he had told her what he thought of her butt.

But it was worth it to see the look on her face.

It was so much fun to tease her, the shades wearing man thought to himself as he listened to Reno talk some more.