I'm supposed to put this up right? Disclaimer: I do NOT own anything related to Final Fantasy, though I would clearly love to. And also the song "What I've Done", is clearly not my creation, it belongs to Linkin Park. I just thought it would make a good title, that's all.


Prologue: Pinky promise.

Yuffie woke up, her mind blurry and unfocused. Every bone and muscle in her body ached as she tried to stand up. She smelt the pulpy smell of books, mothballs and rotting wood. Her vision cleared a little, enough for her to identify her location. She gulped and shuddered. She's in the Shinra Mansion at Nibelheim. Confused, she lay on the cold, hard floor for a while. "W-what am I…what WAS I…doing here…?" Her mind produced no answers, and scarily enough, no memories. As she lay down there, hunched like a little girl in her bed, the wind blew through the shutters, enveloping her body with the cold. It was raining outside.

Even in her groggy state, her ninja reflexes were still sharp. Her sensitive hearing picked up the running steps that was heading her way. She tried to reach for her weapon, but it was too far away, stained with red blood.

The door burst open, and an eerie blue light filed the room. Yuffie squinted against the startling light, and saw the silhouette of someone familiar. She struggled to get up, but her arms gave way to her weight, and she fell once again.

"YUFFIE!!"

Warm arms reached out and held her. Looking up, she saw long silky hair, big brown eyes, and a worried, anguished look in those chocolate coloured eyes…

"Tif…?"

"Yuffie, what happened!? You gave my PHS a ring, but when I picked up, the line was dead."

Yuffie coughed. She, Great Ninja Yuffie, had called for back-up!? What's going on!? "Man, I'll never…be able…to live this one…down…"

She winced as a jolt of pain shot through her arm. Tifa was already on the PHS, dialing the numbers. Yuffie tried inspecting her body for wounds. To her shock, she realized she must have taken quite a beating. Her clothes were ripped, shredded to tiny paper ribbons, and most of her wounds were definitely claw marks. Even now, blood was still oozing from them. Not to mention the multiple black and blue bruises that had popped up everywhere. Dazed, she wondered, "Who…what…did this…?"

She had her answer.

On the floor, splattered everywhere, was her blood. Yuffie felt faint. She was bleeding between her legs. In a flash, the memories came back. The call, the mansion, the ambush...

The humiliation, the betrayel, and the pain.

"No…"

She swayed, and fainted.

The rain continued to pour down, casting a mist over the Nibelheim Mountains, enveloping the mountains in a dense fog. However, a howl of pain, agony and rage pierced the sky, drowning out the clashing sound of thunder. It was such a pitiful cry for help, for salvation. Regret intermingled with gut wrenching agony. Yet at the same time, it was a triumphant roar, celebrating the joys of the battle, the harvest of lust and passion. A feeling of overflowing satisfaction and desire. A flash of red flits through the sky, dissapearing into the dark clouds. Lightning flashes, and all that is left is the monotonous echo of rain in the little mountain town of Nibelheim...

7 weeks later...

Yuffie shut herself in the bathroom, holding the item that she had just managed to obtain. Fear and rising uneasiness had been her companions for the last three months, ever since...she didn't want to think about it. She had isolated herself from her friends and her family eversince that incident. She felt unclean, weak and unpure. How could she just let him have his way with her!?

Her father had been in such a furor when the news reached him. Yuffie had never seen him so riled up in her entire life. This was nothing compared to the time she had put peanut butter inside his sandals. Her father had sworn a vendetta to find her assailant, to hunt him down to the ends of the earth and to enact revenge on his daughters behalf. Never before had such a disgraceful act occured before, in the entire history of Wutai. Yuffie had been certain that she would have to feel the heat of her father's flaming fury when Cloud and the rest escorted her back.

However, if anything, the incident had actually brought Yuffie and her father closer. Godo refused to blame Yuffie and had himself nursed her back to health. Yuffie chuckled. She'd never imagined her father, who believed in upholding tradition and strictly addered to the rules and restrictions their ancestors had laid down for generations to come, would break formality and treat Yuffie with that much love. Fatherly affection wasn't too encouraged, as too much emotion might hamper a samurai's attitude and performance in the battlefield.

But now, Yuffie couldn't hold back the shudder that had just escaped her body. It had been just about 7 weeks, and yet her monthly bleeding hadn't come. She had also begun to feel nauseated, vommiting at nearly every interval, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't hide the facts from Godo. She was so desperate, she even tried the old superstition of tacking a piece of red paper to the toilet. It didn't work.

With batted breath and shaking hands, she started.

Moments later...

It was positive.

With a cry she flung the pregnancy test onto the floor, and croached down. She was with child. She was going to have his bastard. Of course, abbortion was an alternative, but Yuffie knew that no matter what, killing was still killing, even if the baby was going to be a constant reminder of her disgrace and weakness. But what was she going to do!? She was only 19, she had no idea what mothers did, her own mother had died out on her when she was just a little toddler. And how was Godo going to react? He had already been in such a state since her rape, imagine what would happen if she told him she was pregnant!? Yuffie couldn't stiffle the sob that escaped from her throat. She had refused to cry before, but all her worries and her fears had culminated, all bottled up inside her, and she couldn't hold them back forever. Before she knew it, tears started spilling. Finally, Yuffie Kisaragi, the Great Ninja of Wutai, daughter of Lord Godo Kisaragi, burst into tears.

8 monthes later...

Yuffie lay exhausted on the bed. Alright, she had been told that child birth was no walk in the park, but even all her ninja training had not prepared her for all those hours of labour. The last thing she had remembered before slipping into unconciousness was the look of panic on the doctor's face. And that was certainly cause for concern...

A doctor walked in, holding a little bundle in his arms, his face solemn and emotionless.

With a quiet and serious voice, he addresed her. "Ms. Kisaragi?"

Yuffie looked up, and felt rising anxiety in her body. Did something happen to the baby? Oh god no!!!

"Ye-yeah doc?"

The doctor held her gaze, and his face broke into a gentle smile.

"It's a boy. 6 pounds and 17 inches."

He handed her the squirming bundle in his arms. Yuffie felt dizzy with happiness and relief. "He's okay..."

The doctor smiled. "He caused us quite a bit of worry. He wasn't crying when he came out. However, he is now fine, though I recommend that the two of you stay here for a while, just in case anything else happens."

The doctor exited the room, leaving Yuffie alone with the baby. She peered underneath the covers of the blanket, and her eyes met the eyes of her son. The same dark coloured eyes, starring into hers. He gave a giggle, and broke into merry laughter, to the amzement of his young mother. Yuffie's eyes filled with tears of happiness and joy. That laughter was the most beautiful sound she had heard in a long time. It slowly chipped away at the wall of pain and solitude that she had built around her heart for the past few months.Gently, she rocked her little boy in her arms and whispered softly into his ears...

"I'll look after you, and protect you. I'll make sure that you grow up strong and healthy, and I'll kick anyone's butts if they dare hurt you. I'll never leave you, because I love you. It's Mommy's pinky promise."

She carefully curled her pinky over his tiny pink one. The baby gave a last hiccup, and fell into the deep spell of slumber. As he gurgled in his sleep, Yuffie smiled. She had already thought of a name...

"Good night, Masamune..."


Well, that's my first fanfic here. Please read and review! Sorry if it seems short, I don't really know how to go on about this...And I'm not too good on baby measurement either. .