- A Final Fantasy VII Reno Fanfiction - by Nightcrawler666 -

IDK what to say. When I started this I just finished chapter 3 so I got it up pretty quick. Nothing much happens but hopefully a plot will come out of this…Here's the next chapter! PLEASE REVIEW!

Chapter 4 - Waking up hurts

Lou's arms were draped around his neck and tied at the back with coarse rope, and Reno himself was laid uncomfortably on a stretcher. Where they were he had no idea, but he didn't like the crate of guns in the corner with their barrels sticking out threateningly, or the bloodstains on the wall that were reluctant to leave the room.

He tried to nudge Lou awake to find his hands tied to the top of the stretcher, and tried again with his chin. When that didn't work he tried kicking her awake, since his legs were free. When all failed he head-butted her. Lou awoke and was surprised by her surroundings.

"What? Why, how? Where am I? Reno? Where are we and why are we tied up and why are we tied up together, and where's Elena, and Tseng, and Rude? Reno?" Louisa shouted. Reno regretted having ever woken her. She'd looked so peaceful!

He hadn't seen or felt it before but when Reno looked down at Lou he saw a huge red bloodstain on the left side of his shirt. Suppressing his gasp and nodding at the girl with a fake smile, Reno looked at Lou and her SOLDIER blue eyes and her golden hair and took in the full features of her face. SOLDIER blue eyes?

"What's that meant to mean? Who nods when I ask serious questions about where the fuck we are and what the fuck we're doing here? Reno listen to me! Wait, what are you looking at?" Lou said, following Reno's painful gaze to his ribs. She saw the blood on his shirt and went to touch it, not realising her bonds and jerking Reno's head forward towards her own.

Both of the Turks pulled away faster than light speed and their lips brushed against each other for a spit second. They both turned red and stared away - Reno at the wall and Lou at his ribs.

They were horribly bloodied and mangled, the red liquid had made the white shirt translucent and Lou could see the gaping hole although never having wanted to. Reno was looking at her again, she noticed. Staring directly into her eyes.

"Why are your eyes that colour?" Reno started. Lou didn't answer.
"I know that they're SOLDIER blue, but why? I thought they never accepted chicks?" He carried on, trying to coax Lou into a conversation.

"They didn't." She finally replied.
"So why are your eyes SOLDIER blue?"
"Because I'm not a 'chick'."
"You're a guy?"
"No. I'm a genetic creation. Reno, I'm just a worthless little Mako injected friggin' Jenova project!"

"But you're a chick, right?" Reno said, then felt warm tears under his shirt. He bent his head down to rest it on hers and she found herself strangely comforted by Reno, and drifting slowly back into her slumber.

Both of them woke the next day in a different room and free to move, but the room was no larger than a single bed and the only furniture was a shelf halfway up the east wall and a rolled up duvet in the corner.
"Now where are we?" Lou asked, having not seen or felt anyone move them in the night.

The room was dark, the only light was creeping in from a thin window near the ceiling. Reno tried to stand up and felt his legs give way beneath him. Lou made a huge fuss over helping him up despite feeling like she hadn't eaten in weeks. Reno felt the same way. With a strong pull she lifted him up to meet her standing and both of them looked out of the small window. It was about 20cm tall, maybe 50cm across. There was no way it was an escape route.

Without warning the door opened and a tall man similar in stature to Rude walked in, but it clearly wasn't Rude. A sniper rifle hung in a sling from his shoulders and he wore a pair of ripped blue jeans. His t-shirt was a vivid orange colour and he wore large mirrored sunglasses. Lou shrank back behind Reno seeming intimidated as the redhead moved away from the widow to face the newcomer. In return a knife was pointed at Reno, and he pushed Lou further behind him.

Both of them were equally surprised when the man turned the hilt of the shimmering golden blade to Reno, signalling him to take it. A medical kit no larger than a pocket dictionary was brought from a bag slung over one of his broad shoulders and he pointed with the handle of the knife towards Reno's ribs before throwing the first aid behind Reno to the young Turk.

After this the mysterious saviour had left Reno fell to the floor and lay flat on his back, with his hands on his stomach groaning.
"Why didn't he give us some food?" He whined, then lurched away feeling Lou trying to touch his ribs. He held out a hand in her face and waved it around trying to get her to retreat back to the corner but she grabbed his wrist and shot him a glare.

From where Tseng was he could hear screams, sounding like a certain missing redhead he knew, but he decided to ignore them. He was in a tiny room with a single duvet to share between three people, and Rude wasn't exactly the smallest guy Tseng knew.

None of them had seen anyone since they got there except each other. In fact, for Elena, hearing Reno scream was a relief even though he sounded in pain. At least he was alive, and now she knew that. With her hopeful instinct Elena concluded that Reno was with Lou, and was terrified of the fact that he might not be. But then, if he wasn't, then who was?

Rude had a different view on the entire situation. The five Turks had been locked inside their own Shinra building and smuggled out somehow, then put into tiny rooms ready to be tortured. To him the screams suggested that the torture had already begun for his best friend, and he cringed at the thought of it. Focusing his mind on something else, Rude couldn't help but wonder why they were captives. What could the Turks possibly have that was relative to anyone else?

"It stings! Lou cut it out, that stings! Ah, shit!" Reno whispered, grimacing with every burning swab of alcohol the ex-SOLDIER wiped onto his wound. It had started to get infected and Lou had to scrub vigorously at the edges to remove scabs that had dried over dirt and were becoming blistered. Reno wasn't happy about it and would let out a curse every minute or two.

When she was done Lou went back to the medical bag to find there were no bandages and panicked. Reno would kill her if there were no bandages, because that would mean she'd have to clean it like that every day. She turned to face him with a frown.

"There's no bandages, Reno." She said, looking at the floor. Reno rolled his eyes and took off his jacket, then pulled his shirt over his head. He picked up the knife he'd been given from the floor and cut off the bloodstained part of it, then threw the cleaner piece at Lou. She couldn't stop staring at him. Sure, she'd seen him topless before, but…

"Hello? Dreamer!" Reno shouted, snapping Lou out of her temporary trance and setting her to work creating a bandage out of his shirt. She was soon finished, and crawled over to Reno with it in her hands. It took her a while to muster up the nerve to bandage him in case she were to go bright red, but she got around to it eventually. When she was almost done, Lou pulled the rag away from the cut slightly and dabbed a little more alcohol on it. Reno consequently spouted a long loud string of curses at the girl.

Once again they woke together, but this time in the same room. Somehow both of them had rolled each other over to the other side of the room and were enveloped in the blankets. It was awkward for Lou to wake up with Reno's arms and legs wrapped tightly around her, but it was amplified by the fact that they were not alone. In the corner, curled into an unusually peaceful ball, was Yuffie. Lou couldn't move because of where Reno was sleeping, so she lay there for a while enjoying the silence.

Reno woke up laid on top of Lou, and immediately made an effort to get off her. It was then that he noticed the young ninja on the other side of the room, and rolled over to wake her up. When he touched her shoulder with his left hand a fist came up in his face and he was knocked backwards. Yuffie was awake, at least.

After a few minutes Yuffie was awake completely, and she explained how Vincent was brought here as well, but he escaped through the window to get help. Before he left he'd explained how it might take him a while to relocate the place, but he would be here in no more than a week.

"A week? A whole fuckin' week without food! I can't do that, yo!" Reno complained. As if on cue, the door opened to reveal the same man who had helped Reno and Lou the night before, and three plates of chips and mayonnaise were placed I front of them. He put a bowl of chicken scraps down in front of them and Yuffie was positive Reno was drooling. The door shut and the redhead then fell back victoriously with his hands behind his head.
"See what whinging gets you?"