Ah, finally a weekend off! I've done nothing but work the past week. I kid you not. Should be a little better this week, though.

I don't own FF VII or any of her characters.

"..."

"Huh? Oh, nothing. I just had a really fucked up dream last night."

"...about?"

"No way! I'm not telling you! You'll just use it for blackmail or some shit like that. I'm going out for some coffee, the stuff they have here sucks." Reno paused before he went out the door. "Want anything while I'm out?"

"Crullers."

"Kay. See you later."

RING! RING!

"Rude."

'How's the plan coming along?'

"Smoothly."

'Good, good. You didn't happen to find any of that cake for analysis did you?'

"No, sir."

'Ah, well, that was just a bonus, after all. Keep up the good work.'

"Yes, sir."

Meanwhile...

"Damn it..." Reno was staring at the sidewalk he was on, counting each line in the cement in an effort to get his mind off the dream he'd had last night. He couldn't go more than ten lines without thinking about it. "Damn it..."

"Hey!" He nearly fell over from a sudden weight on his back and shoulders. A pair of arms were around his neck as well. "What're you damning in public?"

"Yuffie! Get off me! How many times do I have to tell you not to jump on me?"

"Heehee." Yuffie climbed down from his back but took hold of his left arm. "So what are you damning about? Tell me! Please?"

"I had a fucked up dream, if you have to know."

"Really, what was it about?" Reno gave her a strange look, but she kept smiling up at him anyway.

"Well, there was this hot woman in my bed, naked and moaning my name."

"Um...that's weird how? You probably think about sex all the time."

"I'm not done, stupid."

"Oh."

"The fucking weird part was that you showed up. Woke my ass up in a hurry. Couldn't sleep after that."

"Oh. Sorry I ruined your wet dream."

"It wasn't a wet dream!" Several people stopped to stare at Reno when he yelled this. He glared at them. "What the hell are you looking at?" He turned his glare on to Yuffie. "I don't have fucking wet dreams. I haven't had one since I was like twelve."

"It's okay to admit it, Reno. It happens to people all the time! Just when men do it there's a bigger mess."

"Do you even think about the shit that comes out of your mouth?"

"Hmm...not really. Why?"

"Nevermind. Why are you attached to my arm?"

"Cause I want to be?"

"You are so damn weird."

"I know. Where were you going, anyway? Lunch? Let's get lunch! I'm hungry."

"I'm getting coffee and crullers."

"Awww, then let's get some coffee! They have cakes and cookies there."

"Hell no! You're hyper enough as it is! No sugar for you."

"Then get lunch with me! Then I won't be hyper from sugar. We can get coffee and donuts after!"

"I told you, you're not getting any fucking donuts."

"I don't want donuts! I want to have coffee with you after lunch."

"Damn it..."

"Hey, where are you going? Reno?!" He had made an abrupt turn to the right, walking to a building and opening the door.

"You want food or not, Yuffie?"

"I'm coming!" She ran the few steps to the door he was holding open. "Is this place good?"

"Yeah. And don't look at me like that again."

"Look at you?"

"Yeah, like you're a kitten I abandoned in the snow. It bugs the shit out of me."

"Aww!" Yuffie hugged him tightly. "I knew you cared."

"W-would you stop that!? There's no reason to hug me, damn it!"

"Just for that, I won't let go until you hug me back." Reno wrapped one arm around her, grumbling under his breath. "Both arms." A very large sigh was heard from him, but he complied. "That's better! Let's get a table!"

"Hehehe." Reno glanced at the hostess, who was giggling behind one hand. "You're such a cute couple."

"What the f...we're not a couple!"

"Of course not. Follow me to your table, please."

"Damn it..."