Well, what can I say… I decided I wanted a change of pace in the story. Ooh, the plot thickens!! Um, wait, there was no plot, how can it thicken? O_o Anyway. Should open the way to my next chapters after that! -suspense- lol

Just for fun

It was already quite late at night when Cloud received a call from Reno, who told him he'd just caught a real big fish with Rude on their latest mission and he wanted to celebrate that. Also, he would never tell the blonde, but it was also to celebrate their 8th month together. A record for Reno... But anyway, he had told the blonde he was tired of always having a drink at Tifa's bar. He wanted a change. So he'd invited him to a newly built club in the nicer part of the city. Of course it wasn't in the ex-soldier's habits to go around town and try all the clubs, so he had no idea what to expect. To be honest, he hadn't been really happy to hear Reno propose that. He hated to dance. Well, he thought so. He'd never really danced, actually. He planned to grab a drink at that place and stay well seated wherever there were less people.

He realized that was pretty much a joke when he reached the address his boyfriend had given him. There were even people waiting outside… The blonde sighed, parked his bike and reached for his cell phone to call Reno.

- "Yo?"

- "I won't be able to get in, Reno, there are too many people."

- "Cloud? Talk louder, I can't hear ya!"

- "I'm leaving."

- "Oh no you're not!"

- "They're not letting anyone in-"

- "Just stay right where you are, just a minute."

And he hung up. Cloud sighed and flipped his phone closed, putting it back in his pocket as he kept his eyes on the door to the club. Soon enough, he saw Reno pushing through the line of waiting people and smirking at him in a victorious manner.

- "Better hurry or I'll let someone else take your place, yo…" he said in a loud voice to cover the music coming from the inside of the club.

The blonde sighed again and walked to Reno, who grabbed his hand and literally dragged him inside, pushing away anyone protesting. People weren't so afraid of him without his Turk attire… But anyway, Cloud liked how he was dressed tonight. Simple, but perfect. A clean pair of dark jeans that, according to the ex-soldier, really did justice to his perfect tight ass, a studded belt, a blouse with ¾ length sleeves and two or three buttons undone, and some things he'd never seen the redhead wear before, a chain necklace, a bracelet and two or three rings. Nothing huge or pimp-like, really simple things, again. Reno really had a killer look tonight, more than ever

He led Cloud to a far corner of the second floor, which was flooded with red light and stroboscopes and a good deal of people on the dance floor. There were quite a few couches in there, and they were almost all unoccupied, since everyone was dancing. When they reached one, Reno pushed Cloud into it and straddled him, and the red light seemed to amplify his unholy smirk…

- "Reno, get off…" the blonde told him, trying to push him so he sat beside him.

He almost had to scream to even hear himself talk…

- "Why would I do that?" the redhead asked, holding on tightly to the blonde's shoulders and leaning in closer.

- "Get off."

He managed to swing Reno beside him, but the problem was that the redhead wasn't letting go of him, so the blonde was now almost lying on top of him…

- "Reno, this isn't funny" Cloud said, staring very seriously at his boyfriend.

- "Ah, you're no fun!" Reno said as he let go of the blonde, rolling his eyes.

As the ex-soldier sat up and got comfortable on the couch, the redhead sat up too and gave the bar across the room a quick glance before placing a gentle hand on Cloud's knee and bending forward.

- "You'll at least accept a drink, ne?" he asked, smiling playfully. "We're here to celebrate, after all…"

Cloud didn't answer but didn't shake his head to refuse either. So Reno took that as a yes. He winked at the blonde before getting up and making his way to the bar, this time carefully treading through the crowd instead of pushing everyone. Cloud feasted his eyes on the redhead's ass as long as he could, then found himself staring at the crowd as Reno disappeared. It was quite an unfamiliar place to the ex-soldier, but he noticed that it wasn't like Tifa's bar, where most people tried to hear what was said at the table next to them. Here, everyone seemed to mind their own business. As long as Reno didn't ask him to dance, Cloud would be ok with being here. Soon, the Turk was back on the couch with two shooters in each hand.

- "If you're here, ain't dangerous for me if I get drunk…" Reno said with a smirk and a wink, handing the blonde the two shooters destined for him.

- "Reno…"

- "Ah, come on! I wanna let loose once in a while! And now I got a good reason. I'm not depressed. So?"

It seemed to Cloud all he did lately was sigh… He sighed and took the shooters from his boyfriend's hand. Reno smiled widely at him, downed his first shooter and then set it down on a small table near his end of the couch. The ex-soldier drank both of his one after the other without even taking a breath in between. He did feel tense, so he though maybe the alcohol would help with that. He still wouldn't let Reno get all cuddly and everything in public, but at least he'd feel a bit more at ease.

- "Nice" the redhead told him as he took the empty shooters from the ex-soldier's hand and put them on the table too. "Know what? I think I'll buy a tray of shooters, yo. It'll save me the trouble of getting up each time we finish one…"

Cloud was about to reply that it wasn't a good idea, but Reno had already gotten up, downed his last shooter and begun making his way back to the bar. It was during times like these that the blonde wondered why he had to fall in love with such a… a… damn, there was no one word to describe the Turk. But one sure thing according to the blonde was that Reno was pretty much the very polar opposite of him. A short moment later, the redhead reappeared, carrying a large tray above his head, arms fully extended to make sure no one would hit it. Incredibly, even though everyone was dancing like crazy, Reno got to the couch with his tray almost intact. A few drops had escaped the shooters, but no more.

- "And now we should have enough booze at least for until the open bar!" Reno joked, a large smile on his face.

He placed the tray on the small table and dragged it so it was in front of the couch, and therefore accessible to both of them. The redhead then leant forward again, smirking as only he could, and he placed a hand on Cloud's thigh, getting it dangerously close to his crotch…

- "Well? We celebratin' or what, yo?"

- "Reno…" Cloud said in a warning voice and with a dangerously serious stare.

The redhead loved nothing more than for the blonde to get mad and aggressive… so he was doing it on purpose of course.

- "Hmm, I love it when you talk to me like that…" he said, really close to Cloud's ear.

The blonde closed his eyes to regain his self-control, first to ignore the redhead's talented fingers that were teasingly tracing patterns on his inner thigh, and then to be able to push Reno away. He was tough, so it didn't take much time before he got the Turk off, but he knew there was no escaping for him. He had no valid reason to leave, Reno would take it as an insult if he left, and it had been tense between them lately, so that was the last thing to do. When the redhead rolled his eyes, discouraged, Cloud smiled very faintly and reached for a shooter, then gave it to him. The Turk's face brightened immediately.

- "As long as you don't make a fool of yourself, I'll stay, but don't cling to me like that" the blonde told him.

- "Oh" the redhead said, becoming serious and looking almost pained at once. "Now that's gonna be a problem…"

Cloud waited for him to go on…

- "Don't I always make a fool of myself?" Reno asked, smirking now.

The ex-soldier rolled his eyes and grabbed a shooter himself, and they both drank.

*****

One or two hours later…

Cloud and Reno had almost finished their tray of shooters, and Reno was very happy with himself. Well, it could've been better, but at least he'd managed to get Cloud to drink enough to let him get closer and cuddle, and the blonde had an arm around the Turk's waist. Reno was planning to be all over him soon… But they hadn't even danced. The Turk thought there was no point in going to a club if you didn't dance. Thing was, he knew the blonde would never do that. At least not when he was sober. Or not drunk enough. A few drinks more would definitely help… but Reno would first test to see just how many were needed.

- "So, tell me Cloud…"

He leant forward a bit more, an arm around the ex-soldier's neck and a hand on his thigh, and he gave his ear a very small lick, just to tease. The blonde shivered lightly and Reno knew. Just three or four more shooters away from the real fun.

- "Willing to try something?"

Cloud didn't answer, but he was feeling good enough to let Reno do whatever it was he was tempted to do. The redhead took his hand away from the blonde's thigh and reached for a shooter, then pulled away a little to look at Cloud straight in the eyes as he emptied the shooter in his mouth… The ex-soldier didn't get why Reno wouldn't drink the alcohol, kept it in his mouth, but he got to know soon enough. The Turk grabbed his neck and glued his lips to his, transferring the alcohol from his mouth to Cloud's, and the blonde almost choked in surprise… but after the shock wore off, he realized just how sexy that had been. The redhead pulled away immediately, licked his smirking lips and reached for another shooter.

- "Your turn" he said, handing it to Cloud.

The ex-soldier took it without hesitation and did the same as his boyfriend had done, emptying the alcohol in his mouth and keeping it there. Well, until Reno nearly jumped on him to forcefully kiss him and then swallowed the drink as if he did that everyday. They made the kiss last for a while, until Reno pulled away and let out a little laugh, then grabbed another shooter and downed it, also passing one over to Cloud, who did the same, although without the little laugh…

- "So… what do ya think, yo?" Reno asked as he handed the blonde yet another shooter.

Cloud didn't answer and simply grabbed the shooter, then brought it to Reno's lips, who smirked and happily took the alcohol into his mouth. This time, Cloud was the one who pressed his lips to the redhead's, as he was ready for what would happen next. And he took his time fully enjoying the exchange… It was something new, something he actually thought fun, even though they were in public. Pfft, so what? Nobody was looking. They did the same thing with the two remaining shooters, and Reno thought he could try asking the blonde…

- "How about you accompany me on the dance floor, babe?"

Unfortunately, there was no getting Cloud to dance, no matter how drunk he was or how much he loved Reno.

- "I don't dance" he answered seriously.

- "Aw, come on!" the redhead pleaded. "You'll let me dance alone?"

And then he pulled off his cutest uke face… and it almost affected Cloud. But he would not dance.

- "Alright, then…" sighed Reno. "Enjoy yourself."

He kissed his boyfriend and then rose from the couch, his head throbbing for a moment and spinning a bit, but he managed to walk straight until he reached a spot he liked on the dance floor. Cloud rubbed his forehead and checked his cell phone to see if he had missed any calls... Nil, zero, nada. Ah well, nothing to do anymore, until Reno tired or was dragged out of the bar for being too drunk…

After nearly half an hour, Cloud realized the redhead would not tire. In fact, he'd lost sight of him a long time ago. So he got up and started making his way to the bar to grab a beer and make the time pass. Well, that had been his intention… until he saw Reno… who was dancing, alright, but… was also literally sandwiched between a taller man and a smaller woman. And he looked much too comfortable to the blonde's liking. So he forgot all about taking a beer to make the time pass. He pushed people aside until he reached his boyfriend, then grabbed his arm and pulled him towards him… and the exit.

Not saying a word, not looking at anyone or anything around except at the stairs going down and the door to the club, not giving a fuck about all of Reno's protests, the ex-soldier just pushed forward and led them out. If he didn't have such a good self-control, he would already have punched the bitch unconscious… after he'd have knocked out the man and woman who had been dancing with him. This was an unacceptable behaviour, and the blonde would not tolerate it.

They both ended up on Cloud's bike, and soon were in the blonde's bedroom, with no lights on and Reno still complaining.

- "You didn't have to drag me out pulling my hair, you macho prick" he said as he stumbled to the bed.

Cloud hurried towards him, grabbed his shoulders and roughly pinned him down on the mattress, making the Turk gasp and look up at him, surprised and a little scared.

- "And you had no right to do that" Cloud said in a low, menacing voice.

- "I… I have the right to do whatever I want!" the redhead replied, nearly shouting.

- "You don't!"

- "Oh yes I do!"

- "You don't, and if you're not happy with that, leave. Right now."

With those words, he got off Reno, then took off his boots and stripped to his underwear before slipping underneath the sheets, lying down so he had his back turned on the redhead. There was a long moment of dead silence, and Reno was simply sitting on the edge of the mattress, staring at the floor and trying to focus. He knew it was wrong to have done that, especially since he knew Cloud was very possessive and jealous… but damn, he was just dancing! He just wanted to have fun! Cloud wouldn't do anything more than drink and kiss him… It was good, but Reno had wanted to party… like before. He liked to dance, to let loose, to get wild! Cloud would only sit, drink and be shy of everything.

Reno had really hated how the blonde had reacted. He had really embarrassed him, badly, when he was just trying to have a good time. But he knew that it was because his boyfriend was jealous, and if he was jealous, it was because he loved him. Well, maybe he could be forgiven after all… The redhead sighed, then got up from the bed and stripped to his underwear also, before slipping underneath the sheets just behind Cloud and placing a soft hand and kiss on his shoulder.

- "I'm sorry… I just wanted to have fun" Reno told him in a small voice.

There was no response from the ex-soldier, not the slightest movement, and it got the Turk really nervous.

- "Hey, Cloud, you know I love you, don't you?"

Still no answer…

- "Cloud…"

Reno sounded sincere, and definitely distressed, so the blonde decided to talk at last.

- "I know."

But still the redhead wasn't reassured.

- "You… you love me too, right?" he asked in a shaky voice and a very nervous laugh.

Just as Reno was gonna really freak out, Cloud opened his mouth again to speak.

- "Reno… you're drunk. Just… sleep."

Ok, not at all anticipated.

- "Answer me, dammit!" the Turk said in a much louder voice, gripping Cloud's shoulder tightly.

The blonde sighed and tried to put his thoughts into words. He still felt a bit of alcohol left in him…

- "I do. But I won't if you keep doing things like that."

- "Well, maybe if you were more interested in things other than just your fun once in a while…" Reno said, insulted that Cloud wouldn't understand he just wanted to have fun, and nothing serious was involved.

But that was a bad move. Cloud pushed the redhead's hand away from his shoulder and told him:

- "Sure. So now I'm the selfish bitch. Fine. Now shut up and… and… why don't you go back to the club, or your apartment? Maybe you can have fun there with someone who'll care more about you or something."

- "Wo, Cloud, I didn't-"

- "Let me sleep."

- "Cloud!"

- "Let me sleep."

Reno was just about to begin crying, and he gave up trying to make up excuses for himself.

- "I'm sorry…" he said in a shaky voice.

He tried to lean forward to kiss Cloud's cheek, but the ex-soldier stopped him with a hand. Frustrated more than ever, Reno pushed the sheets away and put his clothes back on, then his boots, and he got out the bedroom, slamming the door behind him. He couldn't believe this… Not even bothering to explain a thing or even look at Tifa who was asking him what was wrong and where he was going, he just got out the bar and started walking towards his apartment.

Cloud bit his lip and closed his eyes, thinking the whole thing to be ridiculous… He choked back a tear as he fell asleep regretting to have been so harsh with Reno. He was badly messed up. He'd never felt this confused before…

Sequel soon! Now that I've scared you good. lol! Don't be afraid to comment!