Warfare
An update? To this fic? Never.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters.
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He was going to get her back for that shower prank, his throat still hurt slightly from having to go that high pitch. The question was how.
He found the perfect trick to play on her. When the ninja opened the door she would be greeted by a little surprise, and it wasn't a simple water bucket. But it had something to do with water.
He had wired up a trick floor panel so that it would rock back and forth, and he also had provided a musical accompaniment of the sounds of the sea, to top it all off he had Marlene draw him a nice blue sea picture to hold out in front.
It may mean the end of his shoes but she wouldn't be in any hurry to flush the toilet while he was in the shower ever again.
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That was a long time ago but the memory was still fresh in Yuffie's mind, mostly because of the relationship between sea-sickness and morning sickness. She still had to get Reno back for that. She wouldn't be the only one in the apartment who would be hurling today.
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"Hey Sexy! Dinner's ready!" Yuffie shouted from the kitchen as Reno opened the door immediately setting off his suspicions.
"Yuffie? Are you okay?" He asked, she never cooked for the both of them before, either they ordered take out, he did it or they made their own meals separate.
"Yeah, I just got the munchies and there was too much for me to eat on my own."
"Right…" He said, still not convinced. Would she poison him? Why? It was a coincidence that a pursuit wound up in a strip club yesterday, and how did she find out about it? Was she there herself? Is she Bi or something… sweet sweet mental images, how I've missed you.
"You gonna eat or what?" She snapped, trying out her best death glare before turning back into a smile once Reno moved towards the kitchen area.
"Alright, no need to explode on me." He reluctantly put a forkful in his mouth, it didn't taste too bad after all, maybe the ninja could cook… OH FUCK!
Reno dashed for the bathroom leaving Yuffie with a smile on her face.
"Victory." She muttered before eating more of the non-tainted meal trying not to be off put by the sound of Reno blowing chunks.
Yeah… wasn't going to work. She ended up having to share the toilet bowl with Reno, one person's puking starting another.
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Let this be a lesson, there are no winners in war, not even Star Wars now that Lucas still thinks he has story making skills.
