QE:Hey. A new story about the relationship between Yuffie and Vincent.
E.S.P:Hopefully we will turn it into a proper story.
QE:I would also like to thank SootyPhoenix for allowing us to use some of her 50 ways to annoy.
E.S.P:We don't own anything.
Moonlit:Would be cool if we could own a Chocobo.
QE:Yeah.
E.S.P:Actual romance in later chapters. This one is so we can taste it out.
Everybody has that one person that they wanted to kill. Cloud had Sephiroth. Tifa had Cloud on very rare occasions. It was the natural order of things.
Vincent Valentine had a monster. Her name was Yuffie.
Yuffie took pleasure in annoying people to the point where they were tearing their own hair out. By people he meant him.
The black haired ninja always had something new up her sleeves. He never seemed to be able to outwit her.
(::)
He was sitting in his usual place in Tifa's bar. Before him was a glass of wine. He was leaning backwards watching the room. Tifa was checking every single glass and Denzel was trying to be some form of help.
He should have known something was going to go wrong when he thought about how peaceful the day had been. Then he heard it.
Click Click
He looked at Tifa who didn't seem bothered by the noise.
Click Click.
He eyed the bar again. He hadn't seen Yuffie in a while. Where could she be hiding?
Click Click.
No one else seemed to hear this noise. Both of them were carrying on with work.
Click Click.
He decided to just blank it. It would go away.
Click Click.
Click Click.
Click Click.
His eye twitched in annoyance.
Click Click.
Click Click.
He noticed Denzel was hiding a grin.
Click Click. "Oooh Clicky. They need these in Wutai."
He dropped sideways to see under the table. Sitting opposite him was the ninja herself. She had herself set up under his table. Drinks. Crisps. Magazines. Paper. Colouring pens. Everything Marlene would have wanted.
"Hey Vin-Chan." She grinned. "Have you met Clicky." She held out the offensive black pen.
(::)
"Please." The ninja whined.
"No." The vampire wannabe said barely containing his annoyance. Tifa had decided that the two of them need to get out of the bar so she sent them to get a shipment of shot glasses. What on Gaia did she do with them so that they needed to be replaced every month?
"Please."
"No."
"Please."
"No."
Yuffie huffed and walked in stride next to him. "You know if you don't tell me your middle name I'm going to introduce you in a really embarrassing way."
"No."
Yuffie huffed.
They walked into the supply shop.
"Hi I'm Yuffie and this is Vincent 'I-wear-pink-knickers-to-make-me-feel-pretty' Valentine. We are here to pick up Miss Lockhart's Package." Yuffie said in an adult voice and straight face.
Vincent didn't know who was more embarrassed. Him or the old shop owner.
(::)
He watched as Yuffie pulled herself out of the closet door, which was a crack open, and the whisper back in. "Hush. He will hear you."
He rolled his eyes. Time to nip her plan in the butt now. "Yuffie what is in there?" He asked calmly to humour her.
She looked at him startled. "Erm a chocobo." She smiled.
Vincent rolled his eyes. "Let Cloud out now."
"Ok but only because you ask." She smiled yanking the door open.
A beautiful green chocobo lowered its head then launched itself at Vincent.
"Isn't she sweet." Yuffie cooed as the bird tried to take the gunslingers eyes out.
(::)
To say he was still annoyed at Cloud for letting Yuffie keep the green Chocobo was an understatement. It was evil.
He sighed and stripped for bed.
Flicking the light off he kind of wished Shelke was around but she had gone to find some part of her past. At least if she was around Yuffie would stay away for slightly longer.
He curled up under the covers. Smiling at the nice warm body next to him. In his defence he was tired.
"Wark?" Blue eyes framed by green watched him carefully.
It then turned.
QE:yeah I know I've not put much description in it.
Moonlit:We are putting up a poll.
E.S.P:What should the name of the female green Chocobo be?
QE:No rude names and nothing I can't spell without looking it up eight times.
E.S.P:Seriously she does.
