A/n: Waaarning: Fluff, fluff, fluffy fluff.

Every muscle in my body feels like it's been stretched and pulled, then shoved back into place. Whatever bed they've got me in is quite lumpy and uncomfortable—what, have they been getting stingy with the funds in heaven? I mean, seriously. I open one eye slightly, looking at the crumbly wallpaper, the moonlight pooling into the room through the curtain-less windows. I sigh softly, shifting.

This was not the way I wanted to enter into the afterlife. I expected to have some sort of ceremony, maybe a parade, with people screaming my name, heralding me as the greatest TURK that ever lived. Maybe it was the whole dying in a back alley that made that sort of thing null and void. I close my eyes again, drifting into a half sleeping state. What, so we sleep in the afterlife? This whole thing's a trip. Shifting slightly, I hear a door open and a soft gasp.

"Reno…" a voice breathes, hands quickly taking mine. I struggle to open my eyes again, seeing a blurry figure before me. I blink repeatedly, fighting to get the figure into focus. Is this some sorta angel or something? Not that I believe in that sort of shit, but all in all, that'd be a pretty nice greeting into the next life. Features come into focus—blonde hair, blue eyes, full, pink lips. I blink more, intrigued by what I see. It was then that my heart felt like it was in my throat.

"C-Cloud?" My voice is raspy, hoarse, as if it hasn't been used in decades. I blink again, more trying to fight back tears than to focus. Cloud's eyes are welled with tears of his own. I know he hates to cry. Why is he crying? I should be crying! If I'm dead, and Cloud is here, then Cloud is dead! I make a choked nose, struggling to grip his hand.

"Reno…" He says softly, one hand going to stroke my hair. He smiles slightly, looking down at me. "I thought you'd never wake up. They said it wasn't sure if you would…" He trails off, wiping at one of his eyes.

"But Cloud…you died too? If I'm dead, then…" I scrunched my nose, thinking. Cloud laughs softly, smiling wider.

"You're not dead, Reno." He kisses me softly, one of his tears hitting my cheek. "I found you in an alley, bloody, delusional. Thank god I had materia with me or you would be dead." He sniffs softly, rubbing at his eye, frustrated at the tears. I lift one hand shakily, brushing the tears away with my thumb.

"So you're my savior now? I'm just another person saved by our hero, Mr. Cloud Strife." I smirk slightly, cupping his cheek. Cloud frowns, eyeing me.

"Did you mean it? What you said before you passed out?" He looks uncertain, eyebrows furrowed slightly. I rack my brain, trying to remember the words. My eyes widen slightly—did I tell him I loved him? I said it, out loud, and he was there? I bite my lip softly, nervously. Cloud's face darkens, eyes going cold. I stiffen slightly, brows furrowing.

"Cloud…" I trail off, not knowing what to say. Words like that carry a lot of weight for a guy like me. There're only two people I truly love in this world, and that's my little brother, and Cloud. But Cloud doesn't know that. Cloud…he told me he loves me, and he didn't ask for anything in return. I know it disappointed him, me not saying it right back, but I wanted to really know that I meant it when I said it. And when I thought I was dying…I meant it. It was my last confession on earth, or so I thought. I pull Cloud to me, kissing him softly, arms wrapped around him.

"Cloud, I love you." I whisper, a slight smile on my face. Cloud looks at me doubtfully. "I do, okay? I mean it. I'm not screwing around with you." I put on my serious face, eyeing him. "I wouldn't lie about that, you know." Cloud's expression softens, shifting to lie next to me in the bed.

"I thought you were going to die, Reno." He says softly, head tucked under my chin. I hold him closer. Well, honestly, so did I, Cloud. I mean, for fucks sake, I thought I was in some cheap sector of heaven! But no, Reno doesn't admit these sorts of things. I smirk, chuckling softly.

"Cloudy-kins," I drawl, sounding snarky, "I don't die. I'm a fucking cockroach, remember?"

A/n: Reno, my lovely muse, and the perverbial cockroach. /grins/

Reno/glowers, grumbling/

Oh, he loves all the trouble I put him through. And the fluff..and the crying. He's my favorite.