A/N: The morning after...hmmm...Let's see what happens. As always, I don't own anything except the story. Reno, Yuffie and Costa del Sol belong to Square Enix. The Villa belongs to Cloud. The bastard COULD let me borrow it sometime though. Anyway...enjoy!!

Reno rolled over and tried to shield his eyes from the unwanted sun. He groaned and reached for Yuffie, finding nothing but rumpled blankets and a pillow. He sat up and looked around.

Nothing.

Well, at least his clothes weren't folded neatly in a pile by the bed, a sure sign that screamed, "Oh my God what did I do last night get the hell outta my place!" No clothes waiting meant no regret.

Or at least a minimum amount of it. And that was fine with him.

Okay, he thought to himself as he folded his arms behind his head. Reflection time.

He'd just slept with Yuffie Kisaragi, the ninja brat from three years ago that had kicked his ass several times. She'd grown up. No longer and annoying little girl, but a pretty damn hot babe. And she'd kicked his ass again.

He hadn't been lying when he told she was the best he'd had. That was the truth. All the others had just been about sex, living in the moment, and it had been great. With Yuffie, he could feel it. She had given a part of herself to him when they were together. Maybe she meant to do it, maybe she didn't. But whatever the case may have been, she'd done it. She'd exposed a part of her soul to him that he couldn't forget. And now that he'd had it, he wanted more of it.

"Whoa," he said, sitting upright and swinging his legs around to the floor. "What you're thinking about, Buddy, is something more substantial than a one nighter."

The thought, however, didn't really freak him out as much as he thought it would.

The door to the bedroom opened up and Yuffie eased in quietly. She looked at him sitting on the bed and gave him a slight smile.

"So, you're awake," she said fiddling nervously with a package.

"Yeah," he said, rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. "Not of my own doing, though. Damn sun's too bright here."

Yuffie laughed softly and tossed the package to him. "Here," she said. "Thought you might need those. And, uh, coffee's brewing if you want some."

Reno picked up the package and grinned. "Thanks," he said tearing open the pack of cigarettes. His eyes met hers for a brief moment as she turned to go. "Hey Yuffie?"

She turned back to him. "Yeah?" she asked hesitantly.

"Could you...uh, could you maybe bring me my clothes?"

Yuffie laughed in relief and nodded. "Sure," she answered. "Be right back."

Yuffie went back out into the living room and began retrieving Reno's clothes.

What was she doing? He as still a Turk, one of the people who had hurt so many of the ones she loved and cared about. Too much to drink. That was the only explanation. She wasn't in her right mind and she had gotten carried away...

Shut up, Yuffie, she told herself. You know you wanted it. You've always wanted it.

For years now, she had secretly harbored a crush for the flamboyant red-head. He was so intriguing, mysterious, dangerous...sexy. Now she could add talented and skilled to that list.

She felt her cheeks flush as the memories from last night flooded her mind. Gods, she'd never experienced anything like that before!

Silk boxers found her feet and she bent down to pick them up. She went to the bedroom door and tossed them into him.

"Found these," she said. "Let me see if I can find your pants and shirt. But at least now you have your boxers."

Reno laughed. "Thanks," he called back.

Yuffie smiled in spite of herself. Maybe this wasn't so bad. At least they were being civil to each other. She didn't regret anything that had happened, and he was still here. She had assumed that when Reno slept with a woman, he left early the next morning before she even woke up. She had woke up before he had.

And he was laughing and smiling. That was a good sign, right?

Maybe nothing would come of it. Maybe this was just a one night stand. But it was a good one. No regrets, no harsh words, no bad feelings.

It was kinda nice.

The door opened and Reno came out in his boxers and grinned at her. He stepped over his socks and boots and bent down to pick up a button.

"Hey!" he exclaimed cheerfully. "Found part of my shirt at least!"

Yuffie laughed and blushed slightly. "Sorry 'bout that," she said, taking it from him. "I've got some stuff to sew it back on. That one and any others we can find."

"Ah, don't worry about it," he said, crossing his arms and leaning against the bar. "It's too hot to button a shirt up anyway."

"Yeah, I guess you're right," she said with a smile.

"Besides," he said, stepping towards her and wrapping his arms around her waist. "It would save you the trouble of ripping them off next time."

"Next time?" she asked. "Is there going to be a next time?"

"I'd like there to be," he admitted to her. "But I'm not the only one with a say in it."

She wrapped her arms around his neck. "I'd like that, too," she said softly.

Reno smiled and bent down to kiss her smiling lips. "Next time, I'll really make you moan," he whispered into her breath.

Yuffie shivered involuntarily at that promise.

Reno grinned and patted her backside. "Now," he said. "If we can find the rest of my clothes, I'll take you out to breakfast."

Yuffie quickly located his pants and shirt. "Found 'em!" she exclaimed cheerfully.

Reno laughed. "Hungry?" he asked as he pulled the items on.

"Starving," she replied. She grinned at him. "I got quite a workout last night."

"That's just a warm up, Baby," Reno told her with a wink. "I'll show you what real cardio is later."

A/N: HAPPY DANCE!!! Woot! Should I keep going or shall we wrap it up with this? Let me know! Reviews are always welcomed and rewarded with smut!

Reno: I WANT MORE SMUT!

Me: You always want smut, you perv!

Reno: True, but I WANT MORE SMUT!

Me (sighing): You know, there are other characters to write about. Rude for instance.

Reno: You just like them big and bald, don't you?

Me (squealing in fangirlish delight, eyes big and sparkly): Yep!

Reno: Whatever! I WANT MORE SMUT!

Me: It's not about you! It's about the readers and what they want!

Reno: THEY WANT MORE SMUT! Right?