Random Memes II

AN: I own nothing in this story. This chapter is for a friend on deviantart. Please R&R.

Unwell-Matchbox Twenty

Tifa walked by the still open bedroom door. Her boyfriend was still in bed, his Mako eyes staring up at the ceiling.

"Am I going to have to drag you out of there?" Tifa asked.

"I like that idea." Reno responded. She sighed in annoyance and walked towards the bed, hands reaching out to grab him. She didn't expect to be grabbed, her lover's lithe body dragging her down beside him. He was grinning now and Tifa glared at him.

"You better let me up."

"Or what?"

"I'll hit you."

"No you won't." Reno replied. Tifa muttered under her breath about sexy boyfriends and their stupid red hair. "What was that?"

"I hate you." Reno just chuckled as she said this and hugged her.

"C'mon, just relax babe. You're way too stressed out. Let's just take a little nap, hmm?"

"No, because unlike some people around here, I'm not a sloth. And another thi- but Reno started kissing along her neck then, causing the fighter to moan despite herself.

"You can't resist me Tifa." Tifa wanted to fight him, but those lips looked far too inviting so she gave in, kissing him roughly on the lips. Once they broke apart, she lay her head in the crook of his neck. Sighing in contentment, she drifted off to sleep.

She'd pay him back later.

Hold Me Now-The Thompson Twins

If there was one thing Tifa liked better than Reno's skills in the sack it was cuddling. She was an addict for his arms around her. So when she got home that afternoon and found him relaxing on the couch she instantly plopped down beside him, arms tightly hugging him.

"Hello to you too babe."

"You love me right?" Tifa asked. Reno gave her a smirk, enjoying this game they played.

"You know I do. Do you love me?"

"No, I just love you for your body." At this one of Reno's hands went to his heart.

"The truth at last." Tifa tweaked his nose then and giggled at his expression.

"Just shut up and snuggle with me Re." Tifa ordered. Reno gave a salute and returned to doing just that.

When I See You Smile-John Waite

It was rare for Tifa to not smile. And her grin was usually sincere, her feelings there for the whole world to see. Reno, on the other hand, had probably truly smiled only once in his life.

She had been responsible for that. So when he lifted the veil from her face and kissed her in front of everyone she made a singe resolution: get him to smile at least once a day. Because as handsome as Reno was, he was even more so when he smiled at her.

Love In Return-Spoken

"What do you want for Christmas?" Tifa asked out of the blue during an unusually snowy day. Reno thought for a moment and then replied.

"Sex of course." Tifa whacked him over the head, her face crimson.

"I'm serious Re, something you want that you can't get every night."

"I don't get it every night." Reno pointed out, earning himself another whack on the head.

"Well if you tried harder-gah you're distracting me! Now answer my question and be honest." Her eyes seemed to be shooting off sparks and Reno decided to be sincere. Fumbling around in his pocket, he got down on one knee.

"I was going to wait until tonight to ask this but here it goes: the only thing I'm asking is for you to love me the same way that I love you. To be the one you've always wanted, the one you always needed. And I want to spend a lifetime by your side, so will you marry me?"

Tifa's brain had shut down. Which explained why it took her nearly a minute to reply.

"Are you serious?" But his glare answered that question. She hugged him then, nodding her head. "Yes I'll marry you!"

"Hope you don't mind a wedding for Christmas babe." Reno joked. But Tifa didn't pay any attention to him as she looked at the ring he had slipped onto her finger.

How Far We've Come-Matchbox Twenty

Tifa stared at her reflection. She was old. Her hair was gray, wrinkles and crow's feet marking her face, and she didn't even want to think about how many pounds her thighs had put on. But she wasn't alone in her aging. A wrinkled hand dropped gently on her shoulder.

"Hey beautiful, I'm looking for my wife, she's about your height and loves to cuddle, can you help me out?" Tifa's gaze shifted to her husband and rolled her eyes. Reno's hair was still mostly red, what was left anyway. His body was wrinkled and somewhat pudgy but his eyes were still that fascinating shade of blue and glowed with the same vitality they always did.

"I think I can if you can find my husband. He's not as handsome as you are of course and he likes to smoke even though he knows how unhealthy it is." They couldn't keep up the charade any longer after that and both laughed for several moments.

"Who's birthday is it today again?" Reno asked as he looked into his wife's eyes.

"Adele's, she's four. I know your memory's not what it was Reno but do I need to send you to a home?"

"And what are you going to do while I'm in a home, hmm?"

"Sleep around with Vincent of course." Now it was Reno's turn to roll his eyes. He then looked into the mirror.

"I never thought we'd be a couple of old farts." Reno remarked. Tifa kissed her husband on the face then and hugged him.

"Everyone gets old. Now help me bake Adele's cake. I'll let you lick the spoon if you're a good boy." She turned to leave but soon felt Reno's fingers pinch her bottom. She whacked him over the head in return and together they left the room.

Somethings never get old, Tifa thought to herself.