How to Remember

Author Note: 4 years isn't too long to wait for an update is it? This chapter might be a bit short, trying to get back into it and I have a few plans. Also, I'm skewing the timeline. I'm not bothering with ages. I'm not bothering with who should be dead and when. Angeal and Genesis may or may not make appearances. The story of the past is really just smut propellant.

Disclaimer: Clearly, I own everything. slashsarcasm

"Back already, Sunshine? I thought you might make me want to wait again, yo." Reno was sitting cross-legged on his desk, his monitor and keyboard to his computer pushed onto the opposite side facing him. The chair, where most normal people would sit, forgotten. Cloud had entered his office but rather than speaking he let his eyes roam over the room. "There's no bugs. I already checked myself. 'Sides." Rather than finishing his sentence he gave Cloud an all knowing grin.

"Funny." The expression on Cloud's face was hard to read. "I think-" he paused his shoulders slumping over slightly. "I think I believe you... Not because of the freckles." Cloud quickly added when Reno moved to open his mouth. There was only so much ego Cloud could take at one time. Not that Reno annoyed him per say but letting the red headed Turk win all the time just wasn't fun, for lack of a better term. Determined to keep his mask of indifference on his face Cloud refrained from scrunching his nose at the thought. When was the last time he had described something as fun?

"So what can I help you with?" Reno had turned to face him, both legs dangling over the edge of the desk a smirk dancing across his features. The epitome of nonchalance.

Cloud closed the distance between himself and Reno, pressing his lips harshly against the older man's. Reno, so caught off guard flailed slightly, moving his hands back to keep himself from falling completely backwards. Not one to be caught off guard for too long Reno wrapped his legs around the blonde's waist and slipped his tongue into the other's mouth reacquainting himself with familiar territory. Cloud's grip on Reno's hips was almost bruising but easily ignored by Reno for the friction being pressed against his front. One of the hands released its' grip before Reno jumped, hearing a loud crash right behind the blonde. Opening his eyes he saw that Cloud had unstrapped his complicated sheath and with it his shoulder and flank guard fell, pooled at his feet. Relishing in the newfound exposure Reno sought more, pulling Cloud's shirt up and off. Reno almost growled in irritation when the blonde pulled away longer than necessary for just the shirt. Both men's faces were flushed, lips swollen and quickly turning a darker shade from the rush of blood.

"Do you- have something?" Cloud averted his eyes. Reno stuck his tongue in his cheek and bit down. Everything that had happened had changed the man before him so much. The once confident SOLDIER candidate with big dreams was now a man both awe inspiring and fearsome but mentally he was worse off than when he was sixteen. Reno dug through the pockets of his blazer before pulling out a small disposable packet.

"I was hoping you'd come to your senses." He explained the packet's existence as he set it down on the desk next to him and pulled Cloud in by his belt, his fingers deftly undoing all necessary interferences while his tongue and teeth attacked a nipple. Cloud hissed a mixture of pleasure and pain, the red head's teeth digging into his skin. Reno released the nipple from his mouth with a quick laugh. "I'm glad you still despise underwear as much as you used to."

"Shut up." Cloud pulled forcefully at Reno's pants busting the button and zipper in the process before pulling the offending pants off and tossing them unceremoniously on the floor, glad to find Reno as commando as he was. Ripping the top off the packet with his teeth he quickly coated himself and Reno, the red head arching back over his desk gasping. Cloud quickly prepped Reno before entering forcefully, pausing momentarily to let the Turk adjust. Reno kicked Cloud, commanding him to go.

Cloud bent over the desk, both hands steadying himself over Reno's lithe body pumped into the Turk hard. Reno gasped hard his own hand pumping around his hardened member that lay between the two as his legs wrapped around the blonde swordsman, begging for release.

"R-Reno." Cloud gasped before releasing himself into the older man. Feeling Cloud's release simultaneously sent Reno over the edge, his fingers curling over the head of his dick in an attempt to catch his release. Cloud leaned over, catching his breath, his forehead resting on the Turk's chest.

"Do you have a highlighter?" Reno made a face at the blonde from behind lust lidded eyes but twisted and reached to the drawer in his desk pulling out a standard yellow one. Handing it off and waiting to see what the blonde would want with one of those. He pulled a worn and folded sheet of paper from his pocket, carefully unfolded it, and set it down on the desk before swiping the felt tip across the sheet.

Before the blonde could return the paper Reno slammed his palm against it and leaned himself up to get a proper look. The top of the paper in Reno's scrawled out handwriting red Sunshine Liquid Dreams. It was his list. His list. The blondie had his list! The fresh highlighter mark illuminating number 24, topped by Cloud. Cloud slid the list out from under Reno's hand.

"Give me back my list, yo!" Cloud folded the list just as it had been only looking at Reno through his eyelashes but still focusing on his task.

"When I woke up in Midgar I had only the Buster sword and this list. It never made sense until now." He pocketed the list before replacing his armor. Reno could see Cloud's eyes glaze over, the pain from the memory still fresh even years later. With that he left and Reno slammed his hand on the desk. The anger of Zack's death infuriating him all over again. Taking deep breaths to calm himself, he stood from the desk replacing his previously discarded pants and surveyed the damage.

His own cum was stuck to his shirt where it hadn't been caught by his fingers, Cloud's dripping down his thigh. He'd need to find a tailor who wouldn't ask question to fix his pants. Reno ran a hand through his hair thankful the blonde hadn't brought in his swords. If those had dropped with his armor there certainly would have been dents in the floor. Examining his desk he noticed a few indentations presumably from Cloud's fingers digging into the wood but shrugged. Nothing Rufus would overtly care about.

"Huge success." He moved around his desk to collapse in his chair, spent and highly content.

Ugh. Now I'm crying. Zack dying is really the saddest thing ever to me. Every time I watch Advent Children or think about Crisis Core I start crying. It's pathetic really but it's so depressing from every perspective. I think this chapter was a bit lackluster but as far as the future of this story, I would really like to start writing and get it finished or unfinished. It doesn't really have a plot other than being a Reno/Cloud smuttastic fun time. So I guess technically it'll always be finished and unfinished. As always, reviews are loved and if there's a request for anything just say so and I'll do my best to make it happen.