.Snuggle

It wasn't often that Reno brought his work home with him. He was usually able to shake it all off the moment he left the building; he could abandon the blood that stained his hands and the screams that rang in his ears. He'd leave work at work and be done with it. But every once in a while, he couldn't forget what he'd seen, heard, done. Yuffie would order Gongagan take-out and kick the temperature way down low in the apartment. She'd pull out the thickest blanket they had and toss it on the bed. She'd make hot chocolate (a secret weakness of his) and he would burrow under the blankets with the mug, piled high with marshmallows, and she would bring a flashlight under it. They'd sit in stifling silence under their blanket fort, like children; when the drinks had been drained, she would peel off his shirt and cram it under the bed. She would trace every scar, connect every freckle, outline every muscle. Curling close to his side, she'd wrap her limbs around his body and they'd fall asleep just like that. Come morning, he found all of his issues back at work, where they should be; he'd take her out for her favourite latte in the morning, and their world kept spinning.

...

.Transform

She smirked at him. He narrowed his eyes at her. She moved around him in a semicircle. His gaze followed her. She laughed. He fumed internally.

He was pinned to the wall between the spokes of her Conformer, his tiny, green arms splayed against the cool metal of the weapon. His EMR lay on the floor beneath him, completely out of his reach. Even if he could have gotten to it, he wouldn't have been able to wield it. Frogs couldn't hold high-tech weapons. She tapped at her weapon, indicating that she'd won. He rolled her eyes and croaked at her.

Popping her weapon out of the wall, she caught FrogReno as he fell. She gave him a kiss on his head, then scratched him gently between his eyes. He croaked at her again.

"I mastered so much materia five times over. You and your little whacky-stick can't get the drop on me, Turkboy."

...

.Long Distance

She had no choice. Godo had died, Wutai was left without a leader. She had to return to her country, to her people. She had to leave her life, her friends, her love behind to rule over her floundering country. Her goodbye to Reno had been uncharacteristically tearful on her part. She'd cried into his shirt the entire night. She clung to him in her sleep. And when her boat departed, she turned around before they left the dock, not bearing to be able to watch him shrink to nothing in the distance.

For three months she lived in Wutai. She took over the monarchy and was beginning to restore order to the chaos that the death of her father left behind. She was enjoying a brief moment of peace in her private chambers when a commotion outside disturbed her. She slid the door open to find one of her guards on the floor, curled up and clutching his groin. On either side of her door, two men in suits stood with their hands behind their backs. Her jaw dropped.

"There's reason to believe your life is in danger. We're here to ensure your safety." Rude cleared his throat.

"Indefinitely." Yuffie glanced at Rude sharply, and he gave her a short nod, but a small smile had crept onto his normally stoic face.

"Got ta keep the Lady Rose safe," Reno drawled. The breath was knocked out of him when the Queen of Wutai launched herself at him in a very un-queenly manner, kissing him fiercely.

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Three of the five prompts that The Secret SOLDIER so kindly provided for me c: Random little spits, but I rather liked Transform.

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