Rated R for mature situations, drug references, mature language, and explicit sex scenes. You've been warned.

Author's Notes: In this chapter some chemistry between our main characters starts forming. This is still an old chapter that some of you might of read before. I promise that there will be some new stuff after chapter 6.

G A W D Y F O R T U N E S

Part 1: Unfaithful

By: Xtine

Chapter 3: Desires

Tifa found her mind drifting back to Reno the rest of the day. Her eyes glanced down at her hand that was placed upon the bar counter-top, her glance never leaving the creases and aging lines that drew themselves upon her flesh.

That touch… After the incident had happened, she found herself in a tornado of strange emotions, ones that weren't evident when the ordeal had happened. It was after when she felt the rush of deranged thoughts enter her head. …so soft.

She tried to press it out of her head. Reno was not one she could be thinking of like that. He was a Turk, and dangerous mastermind that was very good at playing with innocent minds and corrupting them for his own devilish work. At least that was all she had known of him, and frankly, that was all she wanted to know, as she never wanted to meet his scrawny soul again.

xoxox

All day she worked in the bar, waiting for the time when she could unlock her doors and let in her waiting customers. Everything was perfectly clean, the chairs set neatly around the tables and the tables themselves shining and reflecting the overhead lights. The time was late, and she knew Cloud would not be returning that night as he had been too busy working in Midgar that day and had decided to simply stay in one of the temporary tents set up. Besides, traveling at night alone through the wilderness was still plenty dangerous, even if the mako creatures were slowly going extinct.

A sigh escaped her lips, as she knew it was to be a long night, and she dreaded spending it alone. Some of the drunks tended to get out of hand, and she was always grateful on knowing that Cloud was at least upstairs sleeping so if it was too out of control he would still be able to help her. But now she was alone as she unlocked the front doors and turned on the neon signs to advertise her bar.

She eagerly served her customers as they walked in, some of them being regulars at the bar, and some of them being new folks while others were only acquaintances of hers. Each one she served with a smile on her face, her fear pressed in the back of her mind.

"Hey Miss," a drunk slurred as he lifted up his beer glass, signaling for another.

"Al, I think you had your limit already," she spoke softly, seeing the regular on the verge of falling over. Al gave a small hic before slamming his cup on the counter, a bit harder than expected as the cup shattered and glass fell all over the counter and onto the floor.

"Al," she spoke his name a little disappointed at the grown man's irresponsible habit. Little to her knowledge she was being watched at the time, curious blue eyes set upon her lithe form as she hurriedly tried to remove the glass from the counter before anymore damage was done.

What a perfect time to play hero, the ex-Turk thought and dug his hands deep into his pockets and strolled lazily over to the scene. Tifa at the time was much too busy to realize his presence, as she was leaned over behind the bar attempting pick up the shards of glass that had fallen within her barrier.

Reno took the opportunity and leaned on the countertop, playing with the broken glass that was still lying there uncontrolled. He took a finger and began to dance with it across the smooth surface of the counter, letting his eyes act as if they were cautiously watching the potentially dangerous object.

Tifa finally resurfaced from behind her sanctuary, and when she popped up the face she saw surprised her to the point that she dropped the shards she had just picked up, making an encore of sound of shattering glass.

"What the…" her voice was surprisingly loud, and she stopped herself before alarming her customers. "What are you doing here?"

"Is it wrong for me to get a few drinks?" Reno asked and then rested himself comfortably on top of one of the bar stools. He looked around, taking in the surrounding bar, the clashes of red and green wood colors showing that there really wasn't much money available to be placed into the bar. The lights were dim, giving it a relaxing atmosphere, unlike the bars he had been in elsewhere. "Not to mention, you're the only bar in town."

"You're not welcomed here," Tifa broke his concentration, her stern voice snapping him back into the real world.

"I wouldn't expect to be. Then again, you don't have to worry too much, as I'm only going to be in town for a couple of days," he grinned to her, knowing that he was displeasing her with every word he spoke.

She decided to give up. His fast talking tongue was too much to take in with her rising temper. "What do you want?"

"A shot of Whisky would do fine," he insisted, and propped his elbow up on the countertop. The night continued on like that, short conversations being made every once and a while, nothing important as their conversations seemed to have no point. There was too much anger being suppressed in Tifa to make a real conversation with her enemy, and truthfully she couldn't wait for him to leave.

xoxox

Tifa took a dirty glass from the counter where one of her last customers previously sat and she diligently washed the cup with the towel in her hands. Her attention was transfixed upon it until she heard the familiar sound of her grandfather clock dinging off the time. She only heard one chime, meaning it was one o'clock in the morning.

"You're the last person here," she stated bluntly, her eyes never meeting up with his.

"So it appears that way. But considering your bar doesn't close until two, I suppose I still have an hour," he took a sip of the small glass of beer that sat before him. Purposely he attempted to not get himself too wasted that night, as he felt he had a job to complete, and to be drunk and illogical would not help him complete his task.

Tifa gave an agitated sigh, turning towards him and about to say something until she noticed him not sitting in his seat anymore. She became puzzled and a bit worried that she let such a lethal and potential enemy out of her sight, and for a moment she became frightened, as she had apparently let her guard down.

"Reno?" she called his name frantically, hoping that it was only a mistake that she hadn't seen him. Her eyes darted from the room until she looked behind her to see a face staring straight back at hers. She jumped back startled to see two large blue eyes staring down at her.

"What the—" she tried to speak but she found herself being forced back against the bar table by a pair of lips crashing upon hers and two hands pressing her firmly against it. At first she sunk down into it, enjoying the sweet and bitter taste of the alcohol on his lips, but she snapped back into reality quickly, her eyes growing wide. Completely enraged by his arrogant act, she placed her hands upon his shoulders and abruptly pushed him away from her.

"What the Hell do you think you're doing?" she exclaimed, her voice becoming loud as she then tried to writhe out of his grasp, but it was no use.

"So angry," he spoke, trusting his instincts on the whole situation. He knew her anger, it was some sort of fatal attraction that led him here--the anger that is. He already tested her, and that single moment of weakness from her showed that he could easily take what he wanted from her.

What he wanted exactly at that moment was uncertain, other than the satisfaction that he could prove that there was no love or bond between her and Cloud. Yes, that was the whole point. It'll be some sort of deranged revenge on him…

Reno's loathing for the boy was endless, and no matter how much he took his revenge upon him, he knew deep down that it could never be truly drained. Thus he decided he could at least try to compress the feelings and give himself a little satisfaction of knowing that he could ruin Cloud's life the least bit, and even perhaps make out with a jewel of his own.

What am I thinking? Reno, you've gone of f the deep end. You're just a sex fiend, remember. Your whole point is to only show her that she doesn't love Cloud, not to actually show her love. Hell, you don't even know what love is, his subconscious found the most inopportune time to argue with him. Of course the thoughts quickly retreated from his head as he focused clearly upon the frightened woman that was placed directly in his grasp. Fuck love. I just need a little passion right now.

Tifa's breathing had hardened, her adrenaline pumping and her heart racing. Anger was controlling her body and the rage she bottled up was going to blow at any minute under the pressure that Reno was trying to place upon her. Reno was a master mind, and he knew exactly what he was doing as he pressed his lips against hers again, letting the kiss sweep her off her feet and send her sensual feelings soaring.

Soar they did as she felt her stomach twist up, a form of lust wanting to indulge with his sweet taste, his body gently pressing up upon her own. The heat between them was beginning to heighten with only the second kiss.

Reality kicked in once again, and this time she was almost in a blind rage as she pushed him off of her small body once again. Her eyes flamed as she tore at his shirt with her fingernails trying to pry the man off of her.

"Tifa, don't use that against me," Reno's voice was soft and seducing, sending a chill down her spine. Her breathing was still rough and ruptured as she felt his warm breath seeping upon her flesh. He bent his head, his lips caressing her cheek as they moved down to her neck where they gently massaged the sensitive nerves that sent her body in flames.

"Reno, you can't be doing this…I can't…" she tried to talk between her troubled breathing.

No! She couldn't let herself be won over so easily. Two kisses and she was already wrapped around his finger wanting more. No, that couldn't be what love was—she knew what love was and she loved Cloud. This was pure lust she was feeling at the moment, but then again, why did it feel so damned good?

Cloud could never offer this much to her, yes he made love to her many times now, but there was still an emptiness between them. A fine line had been built between the two; a barrier that neither of them crossed because they knew it would lead to trouble with not only their intimate relationship, but also their friendship. That barrier was Aerith. She was always the problem!

Tifa never dared to talk about her, as she knew that would bring up feelings and accusations that would lead to unwanted blames and fights. So they both made a silent agreement to stay off the topic, don't mention it and everything will be fine. It hurt Tifa to do that though, as she knew that was the barrier that was keeping Cloud from fully giving himself to her, and that was what she was missing.

But now, God, this man, no, her enemy came upon her and was trying to please her. He wasn't trying to please a dead girl; he was trying to please her. Why, she didn't care at the moment as she felt his soft lips brush against the flesh of her neck, pleasure signals being sent down to the base of her spine.

"Reno," her voice softly pleaded as she felt his hand then begin to wander across her form, one hand finding it fit to make its way under her white tank top and atop of her luscious breast where he groped playfully at the fullness of it.

Reno enjoyed her soft cries, but he knew at this rate she would snap back into reality again and that would be when he would have to make his move. Sadly he didn't know where there was a bed, but it wasn't like he ever needed a bed before.

In all honestly he was enjoying himself immensely, and he wasn't one that was very outgoing in the region of "love making". Everything about her though, her curvaceous body illuminating within his grasp, her foul temper and even her own soft touch made him seem to become open on this new region of his. Sure he had had sexual intercourse plenty of times in his life, but nothing with the passion he felt at this moment. Perhaps it was the spontaneous, erotic fashion he had introduced his affection towards her. Or perhaps there was something more building between the two at that moment, hidden feelings that neither of them were even capable of comprehending at the moment as their bodies were entwining themselves with each other in a sacred dance that only lovers can do.

Author's Note: The sex isn't too detailed yet seeing as they're merely "fucking around" as many teens now a day will call it. One night stand sort of thing. Anyway, there's chapter three and I hope people are buying into the story so far. Let me know if you guys think it's still flowing well…kthx.

Disclaimers: I do not own any of the names, characters, or places mentioned in this story.