Disclaimer- I do not own any FF7 charecters, but I have bought the game, so I can say I own the game, right?

Reno felt himself waking, not fully sure where he was. He was sure by the dry, sour taste in his throat that he had been up drinking again. Lucky not to be dead in a ditch somewhere... It must have been a good night. As he became more aware of his senses, he rationalized he was not in his bed. And he was not alone. He was okay with this. He grinned a bit through his cloudy headache and fought the urge to roll back over and dive under the blankets. He suddenly wanted to know who's house this was, who was next to him. If she was rich, he'd go through her stuff. Not likely. If she was as poor as him, he'd stick around and give her a good time. For now, he lay quietly, cursing the marching band that rampaged though his head.

Soon the sunlight was washing over the wall, and he was winning the fight not to empty his stomach on this girl's bed. She gently reached over and slipped her arms around his, and he slowly turned to look at her in the mornings light. Hidden by the blankets he lifted up and found her to be a longhaired blonde, much younger than the usual girls, he smiled. Healthier too. And very pretty. She must have been drunk too, he decided, or he wouldn't be laying with this girl, barely older than a child.
He'd leave now, he figured, not let her wake to find him. But yet part of him wouldn't leave. There he lay, awake, with this beautiful girl clutching his arm.

He snapped out of a daydream when she yawned. He looked down at the girl as she let her grip loosen and was amazed to see her cherubic face, her big soft brown eyes. The biggest, friendliest smile. He didn't deserve her, he knew. He knew she didn't need someone like him either. He pushed her away and sat up. He thanked her for letting him stay, but he must be going, yes, he had a job interview in Midgar. He pulled his clothes on and headed toward the door, and yes, the girl followed him.
Don't go, she told him, at least take me with you. "Sorry babe, no can do," he told her, "but Ill never forget you, and next time I'm in Costa I'll look for you. Cheer up now, don't cry. Well meet again. Now what's your name my pretty girl, so I know who to ask for." His world was set aglow, as she clung on to him for dear life.

"Elena."

"We shall meet again, and on that day I will love you.""

I promise.