A/N: I had inspiration from Sorceress-Fujin and Rinoa's Lionheart for this…they both made me wonder, if Yuffie lost her virginity at a young age to Vincent sometime between the Disaster from the Sky and the Geostigma incident, how and when would it happen? You don't like smut (especially loli smut), you don't read…but other than that, please read and review, would you kindly?

Vincent had come to and studied his surroundings…it was a bit dim, but he could still tell that he was underground with his enhanced eyesight…there were smooth rock walls, the dirt below him was a mixture of hard ground and sediment. As he sat back up, he started to figure things out on what had led to his situation…Cloud had dealt the finishing blow to Sephiroth, and everyone had started running for their lives to escape the collapsing crater. Before he could think any more into the matter, he heard something—it was a groan of pain, and judging by the voice, it was female…someone else had fallen into the same situation as he did. As soon as he found the source of the groaning, he saw to his horror that it was Yuffie who was in pain; she was battered and she was bruised and laying face-down on the floor.

"Yuffie!" he said, in between her groans, while calming her down, "Yuffie, it's me." As soon as she opened her eyes, her golden coffee-colored eyes had met with the garnet of his. "Vinnie?" she asked, tears streaking her face from the pain, "What happened? I re—ow! Oh my god! My leg!" Vincent's ears had realized that her pain was their pain, and so he looked to the lower end of Yuffie's left leg—covered by the brace…she had a sprain on her ankle and her leg had a cut over her gastrocnemius muscle. He wasted no time, and brought out his Sniper CR and tied it to her leg over her sprain with a long strip from his cape before bringing out a Cure materia. As he cast the spell on her, he could not help but think that something about Yuffie seemed to be familiar to him as he looked closely upon her; sure, she had some elements of her father in her, there was no mistaking it due to the fact that he attended her trials on the pagoda, but something about the young kunoichi reminded Vincent of someone in the past—the name was on the tip of his tongue, it's just that it's been so long that he just couldn't put his finger on it.

As soon as Vincent took his hand away, he put the materia back into his pocket. "I've healed the majority of your injuries, but that sprain will need some time to heal. In the meantime, it's very likely that you won't be able to walk for a while, so I'll have to piggyback you everywhere while we find a way out of this." Yuffie simply giggled nervously. "This would've been cute were it not for the fact that I'm hurt."

Vincent crouched low, and moved Yuffie such that he carried both her legs in his arms while she clung to his neck—she was really light. "I know Yuffie, I know." He had to walk carefully—there's no telling what's at the bottom of this cave, and not to mention that any sudden movement may cause the sprain to swell—the spell may have cured all her open wounds, especially that gash on her left gastrocnemius muscle which was large as it was, but the sprain over her calcaneal bone had only been healed slightly and so it would be a bit weak and painful. A good thing that she didn't injure the Achilles tendon—otherwise it would have taken roughly a week's worth of healing, and they needed all the energy they could spare to get out of here.

After a few hours of walking, he noticed that Yuffie's grip on his neck was slipping, and her breathing was in an even rhythm…she had fallen asleep. Perhaps now was as good a time as any for him to settle down—he may have greater stamina than Yuffie, but the fact still remains that he is still human and so he tires as well…it may be a good idea that the two of them rested. While he sat down, Vincent looked back in the past, before his recruitment into the Turks. His dreams made him remember growing up on an island …and he remembered how much of a hell it was as he was going along in life and the closest he could get to a family. As he thought back, he also remembered a girl who looked very similar to Yuffie—she was his only friend in that island hell as they both grew into their teen years before their untimely separation. What was her name? It's been so long that he did not remember his only friend…it was on the tip of his tongue…perhaps he really was a monster after all if he could not remember the name of one friend.

A/N: The penal colony idea came from looking back in history, but the biggest inspiration came in the form of Australia. This is short now because I want to see if it's worth continuing, although I do plan on deliberately making the chapters short from this point on...despite my intentions on making this a one-shot story.

Vocabulary:

Gastrocnemius—one of your calf muscles

Calcaneal bone—your heel bone