Hey there people. Though this writing isnt exactly the best of my best, I'm pretty much only continuing this because I'm out of 'One-Shot' ideas at the moment and my other multi-chapter is in my other old and unplugged computer.

I'm also writing another story that isn't a fanfic of any sorts for my friend and I tend to get confused when I write too much...

Anywho, I'm trying something new with this story. It's supposed to go backwards. If you know what I mean. Like the very first chapter is the ending and I'm going to go backwards and show you the events that led up to that.

As I said, not my best work. Flames or reviews are all appreciated (nice to know you'll take the time to type something out for me) but I do enjoy friendly messages more

A young blonde woman stepped into the almost empty apartment. Removing her sunglasses, she waited till Tifa was done taping up the box. "Hey."

Turning around, the young fighter smiled at her friend and called for Reno. Facing Elena once more, she shoved her hands in her pocket. "Uh. So Rude's not with you?"

Glancing down at her sandals, the ex-Turk shook her head. "He's still not ready. He had really strong feelings for you, you know? Stronger than you and Reno think."

"Yeah... This must really be hard on you too, right?" Before she could answer, an overly cocky fellow ex-Turk sauntered into the room with no shirt on.

"Moving is a real bitch. Why can't we jes' pay someone to do this?" Tifa laughed as she left the room, leaving the two with some privacy.

"So... Reno, I see you're actually leaving. I can't believe your moving away so far..." Her voice was touched with a slightest bit of sadness.

"Yeah. But we'll come 'n visit, 'Lena, no worries." Scratching sweaty strands on the back of his head, he noted that she was kept flicking her eyes towards the glaring bruise on his left cheek. "It doesn't hurt as much as it looks. He didn't show today either, I see."

"... You can't expect too much from him."

Crossing his arms, Reno let his voice convey betrayal. "My best bud should at least say bye to me before I leave for a new life."

"What was the town called again?"

"I dunno. It starts with a 'T' and ends with a 'E'. It's close ta' Kalm."

"When he's ready, then me and him will come see you in T-blank-e, alright?"

"Whatever."

Costa Del Sol was a place that she would dearly miss. It was nothing like Kalm, which was exactly what she wanted. She didn't want anything she shared with Reno to even remotely come close to what she had with Cloud.

But it was time for a change. She needed somewhere new and refreshing. Like that town they had bought a house in. It had only recently been built.

Too bad Rude and Elena couldn't come with them. Elena had said someday they would join them in the town but not now.

Rude.

Rude's absence in the last couple of days was strange but somewhat expected. Had she hurt him that much? Would she or Reno ever hear from him again, or even see him again? With all her heart, the former AVALANCHE member hoped so.

"Hey, beautiful." Strong arms wrapped tightly around her waist as the boat began to move. Placing a silky lock between his fingers, he spoke quietly into her ear. "Still can't believe you chopped off all that hair."

"Mmm. Yeah... maybe you should do the same." Tifa giggled while her boyfriend's bangs tickled her cheek.

The ship swayed gently with the waves, Tifa had disappeared, saying something about needing to find her sunglasses while Reno stood idly by the rails. The cell in his pocket vibrated and rang.

"Yo, Reno speaking." The redhead waited for a reply but none came. "Hello?"

"... Hey." A deep monotone sounded through the phone.

"R-Rude?" A smile that couldn't be contained overtook his features. "How... are you, man?"

"... Not the best." The blad man sighed loudly on the other end. "How's Tifa?"

"She's... alright."

"How's your face?"

"Not the best." A dry chuckle escaped Rude's lips.

"Like always." This time, Reno was the one to laugh. His best friend's tone, however, grew serious. "I haven't forgiven you."

"Kinda' guessed." The silence strained on and on until one gave in; the one being the man with hair. "So... what now?"

"Go down to Da Vinci's Creations and grab some of that pasta stuff."

"Why?"

"So I got something to eat when I visit you down there tomorrow." Grinning from ear to ear, Reno could barely hide his excitement.

"Got it, pal."

I know it's not the best... or even remotely close. But it's just been bugging me that I haven't posted anything for so long. If the readers don't seem to like it, I might just remove this chapter and return this story back as a one-shot like it was before.