A/N:I'm not to good on final fantasy 7 but I have learned a lot from my friends. This was originally going to be RufusxReno but I like Yazoo better. This takes place in a far off mystical place that does not involve any of the major kick ass themes of Final Fantasy 7.

Oh and I don't own Final Fantasy 7. I just have the movie.

"Damn it!" Reno swore as he ran down the pavement. His bright red hair was pulled into a ponytil so it would go into his face while he ran. The man stopped for a moment to catch his breath. Just then, victory fanfare blasted from his pocket. From the ringtone, he knew exactly who was calling.

"Rufus, sir, I'm g-going to be a little late, sir," Reno weezed out, holding the cell phone up to his ear. Damn it. He knew he should've had double checked to make sure his alarm was on. If it wasn't for Yuffie coming over last night with two six packs of beer, he wouldn't have missed his bus. He knew he was going to be chewed out again by the new boss, the old owner' son, Rufus Shinra. He braced himself for the worst.

"Actually, the store will be closed for the next three. Many of the employees had to go to out of city to learn how to use the new equipment. So with so many people gone, I decide to give everyone else a little break," Rufus said over the phone. Reno grinned brightly at the news.

"Thank you very much Rufus, sir!" The green eyed man cheered. Finally he had a day off after nearly a year. His employer continued.

"But I expect you to actually be on time for once Reno when work opens or else you will be fired. Enjoy!" Rufus threatened the red head before hanging up. Reno's happiness was instantly shot down by his truly coldhearted boss. Shoving his phone in his pocket, the young man looked around to see where he was. The area looked only vaguely famaliar. He always saw it when he rode passed on the bus but he never really saw what was actually here. He was standing next to what seemed like a fancy clothing shop. Across the street seemed to be a comic shop. He decided to walk around the area, looking at the differnet displayed merchandie that lay in the many shop's windows. After about ten minutes of wandering his stomach let out a rumble. He looked at his watch; it was about 11. Reno looked around to see if there was anyplace where he could grab a bite. All he saw was a small coffee house. It would have to do.

Reno crossed the street to the coffee shop. The name, Jenova, was written in light brown letters. Reno pulled open the glass door and took in the tasty aroma of fresh coffee and chocolate. The bell jingled as he walked inside.

It was a rather small coffee shop. There were only a few people seated at various little tables, some of them working on their laptops. Music played in the background, sounded similar to jazz but not in a way as well. It added to the calming atmosphere the place gave off.

He was glad he was in work attire, a messy suit and button down shirt. Everyone in the coffee shop was dressed in sophisticated clothes. If he was in his normal clothes, he would have felt entirely out of place in his torn jeans and t-shirts. He found his wallet, and miserably looked inside. He had only about ten bucks left to his name. Well about six bucks when he would order. He was so broke, he hadn' t enough to pay this month's rent at his apartment, or the last two. He only paid half. But life continued onward.

Reno walked up to the counter, where displays of cakes and other pasteries lay. Getting out some cash, he wasn't really paying attention when the cashier came up to him.

"Hello. What can I get for you?" asked a smooth voice.

Reno looked up to see who was talking to him. The cashier was tall and thin, around Reno's age. The man had long silver hair. Reno couldn't help stare for a moment before processing the question.

"Hey. Yeah, can I get a carmel frappacino and one of those brownie things; they look good," Reno ordered, his eyes examining the man again. The other man was slender, but still had a decent built, as far as Reno could see through his T-shirt and green apron. He also noticed that the silver haired cashier had the prettiest eyes, a strange mix of blue, green, and what seemed to be gold.

"Okay then," the cashier said. Reno snapped out of it when he spoke."Your total for one caramel frappacino and one fudge brownie will be $6.92."

"That expensive!" Reno's jaw would have hit the floor if he hadn't caught it. He rubbed under his eyes, fingers covering the red, cresent moon tatoo. He was so screw. He dug back into his wallet and brought out two more buck. He reluctantly handed them over to the pale cashier. Reno sighed as he saw the last little money he had fly away.

"...If you take a seat, I'll have your order in a second..." the man said uncertain, hoping the red head was okay. He put the money into the register and walked of to make the chilled drink. Reno flopped down into one of the wood chairs and put his chin in his hands. It had only been a few moment, but Reno felt his green eyes wander away from his view of pedestrians to the silvered man. He scaned the tall man's body, from the back of head to his skinny black jeans.

'Wow! He's not bad lookin huh?' Reno thought to himself as he looked at the man's long and slender legs. Realizing what he just thought, he shook his head, trying to get rid of it. A little surprised, he turned away. 'What the hell? Why am I looking at him? I already have a hot girlfriend. This guy's not nearly as hot as Yuffie.'

'...' He sat there silently trying to process his thoughts again. 'Wait! I mean he's not hot at all! Shit! I really need to get more sleep!' Reno rubbed his temples to clear his head. Not payng attentio again, he nearly jumped out of his skin when the cashier placed the iced coffee drink and brownie on the table. He let out a loud yelp.

"Um, did I scare you? Sorry," apologized the man, although it almost sounded amused. He bowed slightly. Reno noticed his name tag at the front of his uniform apron.

Yazoo

"No, it's okay. Just was thinking that's all. Thanks," Reno said to him, picking up the straw, peeling away the paper. He peeled half of it off, then stuck it in his mouth. He blow and the remaining straw paper flew at Yazoo. The silver haired cashier rolled his eyes.

"Don't let anyone tell you that you are not immature sir," Yazoo sarcastically said walking away. Reno stuck his tongue out at him when he was out of view. The red haired man drank his coffee in silence, enjoying the momentary peace. He nibbled on the corner of the brownie before he spat it out; it had tiny chunks of nuts on the inside. God, he hated nuts.

"Oh well," Reno said, cutting off the side he bit. He put it back in the little brown bag it came in and decided to give it to Yuffie as a gift for when she came over that night.

He grabbed the drink and bag and got up. He wanted to go home and sleep in his bed for once. He never got such oppritunities since he worked almost always. He took one more sip before pushing his chair in. He was almost out the door whe he looked back at Yazoo, who was cleaning out a blender. Reno felt his cheeks grow warm for some reason. He left Jenova's and headed home, still sipping his coffee.

"Damn, I hate walking," Reno complained as he made it about to the halfway mark. He had taking off his suit jacket to keep himself a little cooler. He walked not to fast, taking in the dismal city scenery. He placed the sunglasses that were on the top of his head over his eyes to keep away the sunlight. He reached into his pocket, the same one that held his phone, a pulled out a box of cigarrettes. Out of his back pocket, he pulled out a tiny lighter. He lit the end of it and inhale. He took it it out of his mouth and blew out a tiny cloud of smoke. Cigarrettes always calmed him. He just wished he wasn't addicted to the incredibly expensive kind, hense one reason for his lack of cash.

He did this for a few more times before his phone began to ring again; She's a Rebel by Green Day played.

'Gah! Yuffie! It's to early for this.' he thought, flipping open the phone.

"Hey, Yuffie. What's-"

"What the hell Reno? What going on with your apartment! You could at least tell me that you're leaving, you jerk!" Yuffie yelled at him. The phone clicked off before he could say anything. Reno stood there bewildered.

"What the hell? I'm not leaving!" Reno tried to figure it out until he got bored with thinking and shruuged. Most likely Yuffie had lost her mind. He hurried back to see what exactly what was going on.

A/N: So here is the first chapter. Sorry if it kinda sucked. I like Yuffie with Vincent better than Reno though. Oh well. Tell me what you think!