Disclamer: I don't own any characters. Just the bits of ideas that formed this story.
Stomping outside the front door on the deck, I heard a gasp. I glared towards where it came from. Some little kid had decided to watch me.
"WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT?!" I yelled at it.
It screamed and ran down the block, probably to its mommy. Children had it so easy, all they had to do was go to their mother and the problems were fixed. Even if I could tell my mother, I doubt she could just make Yuffie fall off the face of the earth. I sighed as I sat down on the deck, watching the grass. I sat there for a while, I lost track of time. The sky was still light when I got up, ready to go back into the house. I stood at the door, searching my pockets for my keys. I swore. Well, this was just dandy. I was hungry and I had locked myself out of the house. Stupid automatic locking mechanism. That was also Yuffie's idea to get one. Stupid thieves. I turned on my heel, muttering my evil thoughts about what I could do to demolish that lock. The only bright-side of this was that my wallet was still in my one pocket.
I knew I was heading towards Reno's house, but I didn't expect myself to take the long way there. This meant going 'downtown'. I was already there, walking past the mall, shoe stores, the one and only Burger King and the - I stopped - Starbucks. My eyes wide, I stared at the green logo. I'd forgotten I was passing it. I smiled, remembering my wallet hadn't been taken out of my pocket. I almost ran up to the door. Peering inside the cafe, the lights were turned off. I cursed. Just when you wanted something, it had to be closed. Murphy's Law, right?
I kicked a can on the road, continuing on my journey to yell at Reno.
"Hey! That's my can!" Some weirdo spoke at me, angry. I blinked.
"And you are?" The weirdo, I saw, was a man, with a grey sweat-shirt with a giant rip on one arm and baggy jeans on.
"I, am Steve!" he proclaimed. "And that is MY can!"
"Okay, This is YOUR can!" I told him. His face lit up as I handed him the can.
"Sweet. You know, this is worth ten cents!" I blinked again, dumbfounded at him. "Hey, who are you?"
I put on my questioning face and said my name simply, but with my 'end-of-conversation' tone.
"Vincent eh?" Steve looked down at his can. "I'm gonna go collect my money for this now. See ya later Vincent!" With a wave of his hand, he left.
I've just met Steve, the can collecting weirdo, I thought to myself as I started to head to Reno's house. Again. I didn't really think I would end up yelling at him anymore, I was more curious about Steve more than anything. Who hangs around a Starbucks, collecting cans?!
Shaking my head laughing, I ran up Reno's driveway. Banging on the door, I began to wonder what time it was and if I should have really been at Reno's. Ah, never mind. This should be a wake up call for Reno. Not everyone wants their phone to ring at random times in the morning.
"Hey Vincent, you coming in?" Reno was at the door, standing in a pair of black and red checker pants and a white t-shirt. I nodded, brushing past him. Making my way into his living room, I sat on the couch. The red followed me and stared at me with wonder of what I was doing, no doubt about it.
"What did you tell Yuffie about today?" I asked, remembering before my little fight with her and what she said before I locked myself out of the house.
"Hmm?" He paused, "Oh yah! There's a fair coming to town soon. I asked if you and her wanted to go, I get the tickets for a bit cheaper through the office. At least there's some benifit for working in that cubical all day."
"A fair?" I repeated. Yuffie would want to go to it. "Sure. When's it coming? And who else is going?"
Reno's face showed deep signs of thinking as he got up from the couch and left the living room.
"Umm, its on the fridge, let me check." I waited a few seconds before hearing his voice, "It's next week," he came back to the living room, leaning on the door frame. "Tifa and Cloud already bought the tickets, myself, and you and Yuffster if you're gonna come."
I nodded. "Okay, yah, sure. We'll come too, pick us up the tickets and we'll pay you back."
Getting off the couch, I asked another question, totally off the topic. "Do you happen to have a key for my house?"
I looked over into his eyes. Well, for the points of a second they were open. He bent over, gripping his sides, laughing.
"D-Did you get locked out?" He laughed.
"Shut it, but yes. Do you have a key?"
Reno nodded as well as a laughing person could and walked to were he stashed his keys.
"H-Here."
I took it from his hand, looking into his key cupboard. There must have been at least 20 keys hanging.
"What are all those keys?" Reno turned and gave me his 'evil' face.
"That's classified information. Sorry."
Taking another look, I saw that all the keys had little labels under them. On the top row there was Reno's set of keys, my house key, Cloud's, Tifa's, and a few other people I didn't know. The rest all fell under people I didn't know either.
I said thanks and made my way out the door. Walking back to my house, the short way this time, I thought about the fair. As I wondered what rides they would have, I reached the front door. Unlocking it and closing it, I headed up to my room. Once I was through getting ready for bed, my thoughts wandered from the fair to the time. My clock read 1:12 in the morning. I fell onto the bed. At least I had the day off tomorrow-today. I sighed, debating if it was worth it to sleep, I would have gotten up soon anyway. Choosing that it was very important to get sleep simply because if I had the day off, Yuffie had it off to, I shut off my brain.