Hey guys, we're considering writing a RenoxZack backstory for that relationship. Yes, no, get-on-with-the-fic?

I push through the door to see Weiss and Nero sitting at the table drinking coffee and blurt, "So, he leaves, breaks my heart, then twenty minutes later, he comes back. The next morning, I wake up with him in my bed and he doesn't say much of anything for the rest of the night. I mean, what the hell?!"

Nero abandons his mug to hug me and Weiss tries to translate Distressed Zack Fair. "Wait... What? Say the first part to the last part in more than one breath."

"That Cloud boy is breaking my poor nephew's heart."

I shake my head while Weiss pours coffee. I hate coffee but I need it right now. "Not really 'breaking.' More like broke then put it back together with really crappy glue and tape. I'm confused."

Weiss twirls a bit of his hair around his finger while speaking. "Want me to fail him? He always gets in at the last minute, so I can start class early… Then I'll take that Greek test Rosso is making her students take and give that to him instead and…"

"No!" Gawd… "I don't want him to hate me, remember?"

"He won't hate you. He'll hate me. I don't care if Strife the Lonesome Chocobo hates me."

My entire family always said that Weiss became a college professor to torment people and I never really believed it until just now. "No… Don't mess with him. Pleeeease?"

Weiss sighs. "Fine. You were just here to vent then?"

"And get some breakfast."

As Nero finds a muffin or something, Weiss says, "Zack Fair can deal with his Zack Fair problems. Me and Nero will dance the disco and await your return."

"I don't like disco," Nero complains.

Weiss smirks and sings in his baritone-way, "Do you love me?" Nero's eyes shoot out of his head.

"Not with Zack-"

"Are you playing those love gaaaames... With me?"

"Weiss!!"

Blinking slowly and choking on my thanks to Nero, I grab my bag and all but run out of the apartment.

My day sucks, but I trudge home instead of jumping off the roof of the English building. It's getting darker, so I can't see my surroundings and all is quiet until an arm grabs my waist and steers me along with it.

"AGH!"

"Be quiet, if you want it to feel good, baby."

I know that voice. That You-Love-To-Hate-Me voice. "Reno!"

He grins and spins to walk alongside me. "'Sup, Zack? Going home to that guy who hates you?"

I hold my head in my hands. "Who told you about that?"

"I heard Cloudy-Cloud bitching about his roommate to some guy in our class. We're in the same Trig class." Reno actually looks at me. "You've got The Pout. The Pout either means, 'Reno, you've done something irreparable and retarded,' or, 'Reno, I've had a bad day so take your ADD meds.'

"Both, considering you just gave me a frickin' heart attack and I've had a REALLY shitty day."

"Want to go to The Place?"

"Yeeeesssss," I whine before letting Reno lead me.

The Place is actually this old dining establishment that's been here since the freaking Stone Age. The waitresses there know me (and Reno) by name and also know The Pout.

Cissnei watches us come in. "Usual?"

Reno gives her a little salute with his fingers as we go to a booth in the back. It's the booth we started dating in and I usually wouldn't be here, but what the hell? When we're all seated and stuff, Reno leans in. "Okay, why the puppy face?"

"I don't have a puppy face!"

"Uh-huh…" Reno nods. "So, why the sad face? Aside from the fact that Choco-Cloud hates you?"

Why does everyone call him a chocobo? Maybe it's the blond, stuck-up hair. "That is the matter. I'm… I dunno… in a funk? I guess?"

"In an emo-state, more like, yo. What are you going to do though? I mean, yay, you two are back in together and all, but now what?"

"I don't know… He was in my bed when I woke up this morning."

Cissnei puts our cheesy fries on the table with two Mountain Dews and Reno goes, "Really?"

"Yeah…"

Reno twirls a fry around in his mouth like he's having oral sex with it. "Wanna know what I make of that?"

"What?"

"I think he's closeted for you. He wants you but he's scared to say it."

I pull back. "As if! He's got this perfect girlfriend-"

"Whom he's not with anymore."

"He's homophobic."

"He wouldn't have come back if he were as homophobic as you think. I know Strife. He would have camped out on a park bench if he were that homophobic. He's stubborn. Very stubborn."

"… Okay, well…"

Reno starts laughing and I want to punch him. In the face. "Look, just talk to him a little bit more. I promise, it will not kill you."

"What the hell do I say? 'Oh hi, so I heard you were rooming with me again. Why?'"

"Basically. You know, he might be completely closeted for you and you don't even know it."

"Stop reading romance novels. Those things will rot your skull."

"I haven't been."

"Stop reading crappy fanfictions then."

Reno Cheshire-cat grins at me from the other side of the table and munches on cheesy fries while I stare out the window. "Whatcha thinking about?"

"How to draft my 'WTF Cloud!?' speech."

I have my Cloud speech drafted to this when I come to the door. I'll walk through the door, go up to him, look him straight in the eye, and…

Yeah, not the most moving speech ever drafted. Shit.

When I do walk through the door, Cloud is sitting at his desk, looking more or less distracted. "Hey… What's up?"

"Not much. Studying for my Trig test tomorrow."

"Ah… Cloud, can I talk to you?"

"Uh… Okay…"

Shit. Ever since I got out of the diner, I've had that freaking "Love Games" song stuck in my head. Been humming it ever since I got out of there. So, it's stuck.

"Are you playing those love games with me?"

"What?"

ACK! "N-Nothing. Just singing to… myself." I. Fail. At. Life.

"… Right. So what did you want to talk about?"

Good question. I'm looking a gift-Chocobo in the mouth. "I… Just wanted to know… What made you change your mind? About rooming with me?" Am I blushing? I'm blushing. Too gay for my own good, I'm blushing.

"I… Don't know. Maybe I felt guilty or something? I don't know."

"Ah…" Of course he doesn't know. I'm putting him way too on the spot. A voice inside screams, "ABORT MISSION, ZACK FAIR! ABORT!"

"S-So, ah… Studying?"

"Yeah, I've got a test Weiss' class tomorrow. He's crazy and I get the feeling he's not going to cut me any slack if I screw up in his class."

I grin. "Yep. Sounds like Weiss."

I really hope he doesn't screw with Cloud tomorrow.