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 Twenty One

Reno smiled happily at Vincent as he hugged him again before Reeve came down the stairs and into the bar. Upon seeing the gunslinger, and ignoring the Turk's presence, the man clad in a rumpled blue outfit sat down in the booth, facing the other brunette. "Morning, Vincent," he greeted, smiling a little too happily for a man who was covered in glitter the night before. The ex-Turk looked up at him with bloodshot eyes, making the other brunette wince slightly. "Have a rough morning?" He nodded in response before taking another sip of his coffee. "I know of a place that has hangover remedies, would you like me to get you one?"

"...If it is not too much trouble..." Vincent rasped, making Reeve smile even more.

"Not at all, I'll even pick up something to soothe your throat."

"That is not-"

"Be back soon!" he said cheerily before Reeve all but sprinted out of the Seventh Heaven. Vincent blinked momentarily, stunned into silence while Reno glared at the area he was sitting in.

"Wow," Tifa commented as he placed a small plate of danishes down on the booth's table. "It's rare to see Reeve in such a rush. I'm guessing that he went to get something for you, Vincent?" The gunner nodded, still in a silent stupor. "Also explains why Reno's looking a bit murderous. Anyways, enjoy the breakfast, and don't worry, there's no cinnamon in it, Vincent," she said with a wide grin before spinning on the heels of her feet to bring a similar plate of pastries to Cloud.

"Damn her," Reno hissed as he reached for the plate, picking up a strawberry danish as he frowned. "All-knowing...pushy...bitch!"

"...Why does Reeve upset you so much...?" Vincent asked, looking over at the redhead with confusion, completely ignoring the comment about his teammate. Hearing the question, the Turk paused before taking a large bite out of his danish, mumbling his reply with his mouth full, unintentionally spraying flaky pieces of food from his mouth onto the table. Unable to decipher the response, the gunner looked at his with bloodshot, even more confused eyes. "...What?" Knowing that he could not get out of answering the inquiry, the shorter man swallowed quickly.

"Well...uhh...we kinda went over this yesterday, yo," Reno said meekly, hoping that would appease Vincent. "Ya remember that, right?"

"...Not at all..." the brunette said as he reached for the plate of pastries with trembling fingers. "What happened, then?"

"Yesterday?" the redhead asked as he slid the plate closer to the gunslinger, noticing how he was shaking. As Vincent picked up a glazed, chocolate danish, he nodded before groaning and resting his head down on the table again, the danish still in his hand, which was near the plate. "Uhh...not much."

"Really?"

"Would I lie to ya?"

"...Yes."

"That hurts, Vince," Reno said, grinning playfully.

"The truth usually does," Vincent said, chuckling softly.

"So, how long do ya think-"

The Turk was cut off as he heard someone enter the Seventh Heaven. Looking over at the door, the redhead glared, realizing that Reeve had returned with a brown, paper bag. Reno's eye twitched as the man in blue sat down across from him and Vincent, putting the bag down softly on the table not wanting to hurt the other brunette's head with any unnecessary vibrations or sound.

"I'm back, Vincent," Reeve said gently, noticing how the gunner turned his head to look at him, though not lifting himself from the table. Smiling down at the man, he opened his bag and began to remove a few items from it, including a small container and some bright, white herbs. "This will help with the hangover," he said, putting the small container in front of the gunner's face. Curious, the leather-clad brunette rose up from the table and carefully opened the container, looking in it with confusion.

"Soup?" he asked, looking over at Reeve, who was smiling widely at him.

"Yeah, it's a special soup for hangovers, and I made sure that there's no sesame or cinnamon in it, so it's safe for you to eat." Vincent nodded hearing this, and before he could ask, Reeve held out a spoon for him, making the ex-Turk nod in appreciation before carefully taking it in his left hand. He switched the spoon to his right hand, putting the sweet danish back onto the plate first, uneaten. Reno watched his as he blew on a spoonful of the hot soup, his eyes following the spoon as it slipped between his lips. the Turk licked his own lips as he watched the gunslinger carefully eat a few more spoonfuls.

"I think it is helping," Vincent said, looking at Reeve in wonder.

"I know; great, isn't it?" Reeve said smiling as he picked up the pastry that the gunner had put down, taking a bite from it. "Chewing on these herbs will also make it easier for you to talk." The ex-Turk nodded, switching from the soup to the white herbs, having had his fill of soup. He cautiously put a small amount in his mouth, not noticing that Reno was still watching his mouth. At the sudden taste of peppermint, his eyes widened, making the other brunette chuckle. "It also tastes great. I sometimes use it instead of chewing gum."

"Bad breath, huh, Reeve?" Reno said, grinning almost evilly at the man across from him.

"Sometimes," he admitted, smiling at Vincent. "You can spit it out once the flavor's gone." The gunner nodded softly, glad that his head did not throb once he did so.

"Hey, Vince?" the redhead asked, getting the gunslinger's attention. "I got a question fer ya: how do ya feel 'bout amusement parks?"

"Amusement parks?" Vincent asked, as he removed the herbs from his mouth, slightly confused as to why they had turned a vibrant, golden color. "Do you mean like Gold Saucer?"

"Kinda," he said sneakily as he watched the ex-Turk place the chewed herbs into the ashtray on the table. "So, would ya wanna go?"

"That would depend on the day."

"Huh?"

"Vincent usually helps keep Marlene and Denzel entertained while Tifa runs the bar and Cloud's running deliveries," Reeve said, not even looking over at Reno.

"We could take 'em with us!" Reno offered, smiling widely at the curious look on Vincent's face.

"You are...unusually generous today..." the gunner replied, unsure of what was running through the redhead's mind. "What are you planning to do; attack Cloud?"

"What?" Reno asked, having not expected that as a response. "No! Of course not! Why would I do that?"

"Why would you be offering to take the children and myself to Gold Saucer? It is very uncharacteristic of you to do such."

"Is not! I...like kids."

"Liar," Reeve said, smirking.

"Hey, shut it!" Reno snapped, glaring at the chuckling brunette. "I didn't ask fer your two cents!"

"Technically, wouldn't it be just one cent, seeing how it was just one comment?"

"...Shut up, yo!"

Reeve laughed while Reno turned a deep red, glaring menacingly at the man clad in blue.

"Okay, why does Reno look like he's going to pop a blood vessel?" a voice commented, getting all three men to look over at Tifa. "I'm guessing it was Reeve?"

"Teef, 'splain ta 'em that I like kids an' can be nice!" Reno nearly pleaded, pouting pitifully at the bartender.

"Sorry, Reno, but that'd be lying," she replied cheerfully, making Reeve laugh. She leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Don't forget, you're paying to have that table repaired."

"What?!"

"I see you're feeling better, Vincent," Tifa said, smiling widely at the gunner, who just nodded.

"Is Cloud still hung over?" the ex-Turk asked her. "If so, he can have the remaining soup that Reeve bought, that way you will not have to nurse him back to his normal health."

"Thanks, Vincent!" she said cheerfully as she picked up the container. "I think it'll help! And maybe Cloud will learn that gin isn't his drink."

"Maybe," the gunner commented before she walked away. "Reeve, how much did this cost you?"

"Oh no, Vincent!" the other brunette said, grinning. "I'm not going to have you pay for something I bought for you."

"Though, we went over this in the hospital; I am not going to let you continuously do things for me, Reeve. So, how much was it?"

"Too bad, you already agreed to let me buy it."

"You already agreed to stop buying things for me as gifts."

"Well, don't consider it a gift, then."

"Then what was it?"

"A freebie!"

"Reeve, you said you would stop after giving me the magnum."

"Oh, yeah," Reno said bitterly. "Ya remember him givin' ya a gun, but not me givin' ya- ...N-never mind!"

"You gave Vincent something yesterday?" Reeve asked curiously, looking a bit angry with that fact.

"What did you give me, Reno?" Vincent asked, wondering why the redheaded Turk did not mention the 'gift' earlier when he asked about what happened.

"Uhh...'s nothin', really! ...Kinda."

"What was it, Reno?" Reeve nearly growled, making the Turk glare darkly at him.

"Ain't none of yer business, Sparkly! Ain't ya got some teeth ta exchange fer quarters, somewhere?!"

"I am NOT the Tooth Fairy!"

"Fine then, go find yer street corner ta go stand on!"

"Nor am I a whore!"

"Could 'ave fooled me!"

"Why are they arguing now?" a voice said calmly into Vincent's ear, startling him as it came from his left side, where no one was sitting earlier. He looked over at his teammate and shrugged. "Should we stop them, or watch until one of the others decided that they've had enough?"

End of Chapter Twenty One

Review for the next chapter. Sorry fer the wait, ya'll. -Laughs-I know, everyone's OOC, but, hey, I never claimed that they'd be in character! So, oh well!

Thanks for reviewing:

d0rkgoddess: -Snickers-Yup!

Heather V. Snape: -Grins-I wouldn't know, so I'll take yer word on it. Thanks an' here ya go!

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Maumse: -Laughs-That we can! Aww, thankies! -Snickers-Ditto (an' not jus' the pokemon, neither!)! Most likely...after all, 's Vince we're talkin' 'bout! -Laughs-That reminded me so much of South Park! "Oh my God, you killed Kenny!" "You bastards!" -Laughs-. Here ya go, babe! -Laughs-Sad part 'bout that, I know exactly what ya 're describin'! 'M a dork, I know.

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