Title: The Way To His Heart
Disclaimer: Yeah, 'cause I own 'em. Can ya hear the sarcasm?
Setting: Dunno.
Summary: Reno attempts to worm his way into Vincent's heart...and his pants.
Dedicated to Maumse, who was gunnin' fer a RenoxVincent fic from me.
Warnings: Well, there's not tellin' where this'll go, if anywhere, so how should I know? Let's just be vague an' say anythin's a possibility. If ya'll want something ta happen, let me know. Oh, an' I never claim that they'll be in character, so heads up!
Chapter Seven
"What do ya mean hospital?!" Reno shouted a Tifa pulled him towards the door, making sure to leave a sign and lock the door as she ran out of her bar. "The fuck'd Reeve do?!"
"Not now, Reno!" the bartender snapped, running down the block with the redhead right behind her as he pulled out her cell phone. "Pick up, pick up! ...Yuffie! Call everyone and tell them to get to Saint Mary's hospital immediately! I don't care what they're doing; Vincent's in the hospital! I'll tell you when we get there! Make sure to call everyone! ...Bye!"
As soon as Tifa hung up, she tightened her grip on the Turk and ran even faster, ignoring the man's complaints throughout the entire run. A few times they had to stop for traffic, letting the Turk catch his breath while the martial artist just impatiently tapped her foot. At every given chance, she ran, yanking on Reno's wrist to get him to keep up.
After well-over twenty blocks of running, they had made it to the gray, dark-looking hospital, which made Reno flinch at the sight. She still ran up the steps to the front door, ignoring how the redhead had stiffened slightly as they ran into the lobby, past those waiting for treatment, and up to the front desk.
"Which room is Vincent Valentine in?" Tifa nearly shouted, making the meek woman behind the desk jump slightly.
"A-are you family?" she stuttered, looking at the pair.
"Well-"
"Yeah, we are!" Reno cut in, nudging the bartender. "What of it?!"
"N-nothing, sir! I''ll...I'll check right now." She eagerly began to type at her computer, wanting nothng more than to get rid of the energetic pair standing in front of her. "Umm...he's not in a room right now."
"What?! Why not?!" Tifa shouted, stopping herself from slamming her fists down on the desk, instead, she nearly crushed Reno's wrist.
"I-it says here that he's in testing right now."
"T-testing? What testing?" Reno asked, feeling his blood run cold as he instantly thought of all of the stories he had heard about the ex-Turk's time spent under Hojo's testing and 'care'.
"It says for his condition..."
"What condition?!" Tifa snapped, just as Yuffie came barelling into the hospital.
"Vinny?! Tifa! Where's Vinny?!"
"Testin', yo," Reno answered just as more of Avalanche ran into the lobby.
"What happened?!" Cloud asked as they all formed a circle around the desk, making the woman feel extremely nervous.
"I don't know!" Tifa practically cried out, letting go of Reno's wrist, which had turned a light red in her grip. She wrapped her arms around the blonde's waist pulling him close as she hugged him. "On the phone Reeve sounded panicky."
"Where is Cat-Boy?" Cid asked, lighting his cigarette.
"Umm...sir? You can't-" the woman started to say just to flinch when the pilot glared at her.
"He's probably with Vincent," Nanaki said before facing Tifa. "Did you find out what room they are in?"
"He ain't in a room," Reno cut in, rubbing his wrist in an attempt to get the feeling back in it. "Said he's in testin'."
"Excuse me," a new voice cut in, getting the group's attention. "Is a family here for a Valentine? Vincent Valentine?"
"We are!" Tifa called over, getting the doctor's attention.
"Okay," he said, smiling as he neared them. "He's being moved to a room as we speak. Room A-112."
"What happened?" Cloud asked, staring blankly at the doctor.
"Well, as far as we know, Mr. Valentine has suffered from a severe allergic reaction. Though we do not know what triggered this reaction, we have run some tests and are awaiting the results. ...I can take you to see him now." The group nodded, but the man did not move. "I must warn you, though, he will not be able to speak to you."
"What? Why not?" Tifa asked, immediately thinking of the worse thing that could have happened.
"Mr. Valentine had to be intubated so he could breathe, but we have left him a white-board and marker, so he can still communicate with you," he said before turning around and walking down the hallway, making the rest of the group follow him. Once they were standing outside the door, the doctor gave them a nod and a smile before walking away, leaving them alone in the busy hospital.
Cloud nodded as he took a deep breath, reaching for the door and noticing that he could hear Reeve talking softly on the other side. The blonde grabbed onto the golden handle, turning it softly while the rest of the group prepared themselves for what could lie in the room. He opened the door widely, allowing Avalanche to see into the plain, white room.
"Oh, Vincent!" Tifa cried out, rushing to the gunner side. She gripped the pale man's hand, noticing the thick tube that ran into his mouth. The gunner was wearing just a thin, white, paper gown that showed off much of his skin. He reached down to grab onto the thin, white blanket around his waist, pulling it up higher in an attempt to retain some dignity in front of the women. Looking at the gunner, Reno could see the red splotches on his skin; signs of a forming rash.
"Good, can you guys explain to Vincent that this was not his fault? He won't listen to me," Reeve said, smiling at the rest of Avalanche, and Reno.
"What? Why would you think this is your fault, Vincent?" Cloud asked, noticing the slight glare that Reeve received from the gunner.
"I have become an inconvenience to the day that Reeve has paid much for," Vincent wrote down before holding up the white board, his near-perfect cursive standing out in straight lines.
"Nonsense!" Reeve countered, still smiling.
"Still, it would be only fair for me to pay for the amount that you have bid, seeing how it would be unfair for you to pay for something that you did not get," the gunner wrote down, making Reeve speechless.
"He's got a point," Cloud mumbled as he sat down on a vacant chair.
"Cloud!" Tifa snapped, staring incredulously at the blonde.
"He does, though."
Hearing this, the brunette gunman nodded. Feeling a bit irritated, he lightly scratched at his left arm, just to have his hand gently smacked away.
"It'll spread if you scratch it. ...Hey, Vinny," Yuffie said, sitting down next to Tifa. "Know what you need?" Puzzled, the gunman slowly shook his head, making the ninja smile greatly. "You need something to brighten up this room! I'm going to hit the Gift Shop and pick up a bunch of stuff for you."
"Yuffie!" Tifa called out as the Wutian ninja headed towards the door. "You're going to pay for those items, right?" The girl nodded before leaving. "I have a feeling that she is going to be stealing from the hospital," she sighed before going after the girl.
Avalanche and Reno then settled themselves around the room, getting comfortable as they waited with Vincent.
"Hey, Vin," Cid said, taking another puff on his cigarette. "Any idea what sent ya here?" Rather than write anything down, the gunner shook his head. "Oh well..."
The room went silent again, and Vincent decided to write the group a message. "You do not have to wait here with me. I am sure that you all have something else that you would rather be doing than sit here. I can wait by myself," Vincent wrote, getting the group's attention once more.
"What kind of friends would we be if we just left?" Cloud said, smiling slightly.
"Shitty ones," Barret answered, grinning widely.
"Thanks, Barret."
"No problem!"
Once more, the room was engulfed in silence, one that Reno felt the need to break.
"Hey, how's 'bout we play a game of hangman. yo?" Reno suggested, finally speaking up.
"What are ya, five?!" Cid snapped, rolling his eyes at the Turk.
"Well, it would kill the boredom," Reeve said. "...And Vincent can come up with the phrases!" Instantly the gunner raised his hands, shaking his head as he denied the role. "What else could we do then?"
"Slowly die?" Vincent wrote down, shrugging.
"Vincent!" the group called out, admonished.
"Least ya know Vampy's got a sense of humor," Cid said, snickering.
"A twisted one, at least," Barret added.
"Reeve, may I ask you a question?" Nanaki asked, looking up at the man from his position on the bed, curled around Vincent's feet.
"Sure thing," the man said, smiling at his friend.
"What happened on your date?"
"Oh," he said, his smile faltering a bit. As he opened his mouth to speak, a bright red light filled the room and a loud siren cut him off.
"What's going on?!" Cloud shouted, quickly standing up as another doctor ran into the room. "Hey!" he shouted as hshe ran over to the machines, quickly turning them off.
"The fuck are you doing?!" Cid yelled, abruptly standing up along with everyone else, with the exception of Vincent.
"He needs those to breathe!" Reno yelled, sprinting over to the doctors side. "Are ya tryin' ta kill him?!"
End of Chapter Seven
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Thanks for reviewing:
carefreecat: -Laughs-'S an interestin' story though! Yeah, that's true. well, wait no more!
limpet666: -Smiles-Yeah, I kinda suck, I really do, at narrative...an' I keep forgettin' ta do it. -Laughs-No worries there, jus' wonderin' 'bout a plot...(to plot 'r not ta plot? 'Zat is the question!) -Snickers-Yeah, still suck at narrative, but I'll try. Yeah, I like Reeve ('cause ya know he's gay fer Vince!). Yay fer ReeveVince! ...Prob'ly shouldn't say that in a RenoVince fic, but oh well!
Favrite of Chaos: -Snickers-Ya'll have ta wait, an' no!
Maumse: -Snickers-Hey, well, what's a story without suspense? -Laughs-Nah, it'd take more than that ta make Vince break down (strip show)!
xChristabelx: -Grins happily-Nope, I ain't kiddin' ya; that's where I left ya! It made me happy too! Here ya go!
D3OPH3ST: -Laughs-That's the question, ain't it? -Laughs hysterically-That was great!!
misumisu84: -Grins-Wait no more!
Kigichi: -Laughs-'S good that they meet now, 'cause they're gonna see each other a LOT! -Laughs even harder-Butter knives hurt! But nope, no butter knives fer Vince! -Snickers-Send me a copy!
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Ricoch3t: -Laughs-Well, ya'll have to wait an' see, now won't ya? -Snickers-Nope! An' I can!
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