A/N: Inspired by the Will Smith movie "Hitch" and the song "Stupid Cupid"…read and review would you kindly?

Yuffie spied from her binoculars behind a window across from the motel directly across from the apartment, two people enjoying a romantic dinner. Her clients were not only paying her to play cupid, but they were also paying her to keep mum that they had assistance. This particular client happened to get lucky and get a discount for being a best friend…and there are few people that lucky to get that discount. Her business as cupid actually cost her clientele quite a bit, although she does have a real job, the bits and pieces that really did make her day were the fees she charged for a successful relationship.

Aeris and Zack were sitting across from each other at the dinner table…the manager of this establishment owed Yuffie a favor, and allowed her to keep that room for as long as her project was on in exchange for spying privileges, and so it was no surprise that Elmyra Gainsborough-Wallace walked on into the room silently. "How's everything going dear?" she asked, "Did I miss anything?"

"Oh no, they just stepped into the dining room…they're having dinner now. It's candlelit, and he's serving roast beef."

"Oh, that should be good…what bottle is that?"

"It looks to me like a 1950 Chateau Pierre Mideelean Cognac…very expensive bottle, and a very fine wine…I believe his dad gave it to him before he passed on. If I remember correctly, he said that his dad told him to 'save it for a special occasion.' I suppose this is the 'special occasion', as I've not seen him take a swig from that bottle before I set them up. Wait a minute, she's asking about the bottle—looks like he's telling her about it…and we have toasting!"

Yuffie and Elmyra smiled at each other briefly before turning their attentions towards the couple having dinner. "You think you can keep an eye on Zack for me? Give me updates?"

"You know it…I still owe you for me and Barrett. Marlene has been such a doll—she made my life even better. I really enjoy taking her to those piano lessons…and I saw that the teacher is quite a looker; it was cute hearing her promising to marry him one day."

"Marlene's taking piano lessons? How long ago?"

"Oh way before I met Barrett—I believe she started at age four. His job as the foreman of that mine is more than enough to pay for her classes. It took two years for her to play that nicely. I look forward to her recitals and having to take her there…I could just listen to her play all day long."

"Well what's her teacher like?"

"Long black hair, rather tall (just a little shorter than Barrett mind you), and slender—I swear, the first time I met him, I thought he was a cross-dressing woman…I know him because once or twice I go to him for a massage. He was nice, and very professional, but he always seemed a bit lonely to me because I rarely ever see him leave that building, not to mention that he had some sort of melancholic air about him as if he had just suffered a loss."

"And you're setting up an appointment with this client when?"

"I've already told my friend that you will only see clients on weekends, so she'll be seeing you next Saturday."

"An appointment for Saturday it is then…could you please tell her to meet me at the Seventh Heaven?"

"Will do."

With that, Yuffie left the motel room. She had work tomorrow, and she'll be damned if she got fired on the spot…

Friday…

Donald Corneo was not a very pleasant man—rather chubby, greasy hair, all sorts of things that would repel a woman. And yet he had lots of money, and was Yuffie's boss—oh how she hated him, and the way that he got away with sexual harassment. For some reason, she and Elena were the two women that he had especially set his sights on, and it did not bother him that Elena was dating her cousin Tseng, or that Yuffie was not interested in a relationship at the moment. Yeah, Corneo was the type to picture women as objects—her father be damned, if he so much as touched her inappropriately again, he would make sure it was the last time he ever did such a thing even if he had been loyal to the president since the day he started this company.

Kisaragi Imports dealt with all sorts of merchandise including rare oddities such as authentic hand-made Wutainese bronze ware, but mostly they import all sorts of things that all offices need, store it, and then sell it to everyone. Yuffie and Elena were each hired to handle phone calls and to make sure that a good understanding between the customer and the delivery people was maintained…Elena wanted to be hired because she was paying for college. Yuffie on the other hand had nothing to do at the moment, so she figured she may as well help her dad out with the company like she always did on her summer breaks. The company was based in Little Wutai near the docks so that imports may be transported to the warehouse better…a good distance away from Elmyra in case she had relationship problems.

Godo Kisaragi started the Kisaragi Imports Company after he and his wife had moved on over to Midgar at the break of the Wutainese Civil War that ended almost twelve years ago—when Yuffie was ten. Afterwards, upon making landfall to Midgar, they started looking for jobs—down and out of luck, the two of them managed to start working separate jobs until they scrounged up enough money to start a company. At first, it was just one ship going from Wutai to Nibelheim, financing the cause of the South to win, and then it grew to three ships going to Wutai, Mideel, and Corel. Now, business was steady—there was not much to worry about in this day when it came to money, but Yuffie could remember the nights when she and her mother, Leviathan rest her soul, were hungry at the time the war raged on because they were poor.

She then focused on the computer screen before her. As she was typing in records, she received a phone call. "Kisaragi Imports, this is Yuffie Speaking, how may I help you?"

The male voice at the other end of the phone was smooth and baritone—she was sure she would have melted there on the spot. "Yes, I was looking in your catalogue and I saw an ad saying that you did special orders. Is this true?"

"Yes sir, if you have an order with certain specifications, we may be able to help you, although our tech department may be of better use to you if it's a computer you're looking for."

"Thank-you, I'm trying to look for a computer that is reasonable in cost, but at the same time, I get a rather good power output and hard drive at the very least…see, I run a clinic of sorts, and I want to record my patients' data in a more convenient way that does not involve writing in a book. Perhaps you can help me?"

"I think I can help you there…we just got a new shipment of Galian Beast Inc.'s Cerberus X666 laptops—it's a new model and it's the first time that it's been released ever. It's got a 3 GB hard drive, a 260 GB processor, and is 6000 Gil…and since you're running a clinic, we'll reduce the price in half. Lucky you, especially since you're the first person who will be purchasing one. If it does not satisfy you, then you can return it by the end of the month."

"Thank-you so much. My credit card number is 0789-0990-6969-4356 and the address is 117 Hikaru St. in Little Wutai."

With that, the client hung up the phone, and then Yuffie pressed a button on the base of her phone marked 'Cid' after keying in the credit card number. "Cid, do you have any trucks in the garage?"

"Fuck girl! Don't fucking do that! No, I don't have any trucks at the time…they're all out making deliveries. What's up?"

"I just recommended a Cerberus X666 to a new customer, and I was hoping that I caught someone before they left."

"Nah, Cloud's still out with Fenrir—that fucker really does love that bike, and his deliveries are so quick too! And I hear that Tifa's making him even happier…it's so surprising after what happened with Scarlet, and Reeve's doing well with Shalua."

"How are things with Shera by the way?"

"Don't tell her I fucking said this, but I fucking owe you—big, fucking, time!"

"You're welcome. So, you have anything I can use to deliver this package? The doctor who ordered this lives on 117 Hikaru St."

"That's a little ways away from here. Like about eight or ten-minutes away. Come on down here, and I'll have a map ready for you by then." With that, Yuffie found an excuse to leave the office—she got up, and walked on down to the warehouse to pick up the package, meeting Cid there with the directions…she got on her motorcycle, and started driving away. It took seven minutes for her to arrive at Hikaru St. before she started looking for her destination…111, 113, 115…aha! There it is! 117! As she looked at the building she had parked her bike at, she saw that there was a delivery truck on the doorstep, with men walking up and down the stairs of the aged mansion carrying various crates and boxes filled with various things. This was a clinic?

Yuffie took the package and a clipboard out from the satchel at the left side of the bike, and walked up the stairs into the mansion after she removed her helmet and goggles and put them under her arm. Like some buildings in Little Wutai, this one was like the traditional Wutainese mansion with a balcony out front…the red-lacquered double doors that led into the mansion had nine round, brass studs upon their faces arranged in a square pattern, a symbol of good luck. She continued to walk in and see that the courtyard was like walking into a park or a temple—to the left, she saw a sand garden with several large rocks within it, to her right, she saw a black pine tree growing in the middle of a grass patch, and as she walked further in, she found herself looking at a koi pond…it's odd, this place was nearby work and her home, how come she never noticed this building? On top of that, this place also reminded her of a dojo.

"May I help you?"

She jumped upon hearing the voice right behind her and almost dropping the things in her arms, and she turned around to find herself looking up at a pair of beautiful red eyes. This man was tall, and his hair was a curtain of raven-colored silk that was tied back in a ponytail that went down to his waist…he was slender, but not so thin as to be gaunt. Were it not for the fact that he was wearing a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up past his elbows, black trousers and suspenders, and brown leather slip-on shoes she would have mistaken him for a cross-dressing woman (where did she hear of that before?) instantly…not to mention that she saw his muscles rippling subtly under that shirt of his. Yuffie was awestruck at seeing him, and she was having trouble saying anything…until she found the courage to speak up. "U-um, hi, my name is Yuffie, we spoke on the phone earlier?"

"Oh yes, hello. What may I ask are you doing here?"

"Um, I was going to have someone else deliver your package to you, but it wound up that nobody else was available, so I decided to, like, come on over and deliver the package myself."

"That's very kind of you."

With that, Yuffie handed the man his package and picked up the clipboard. "So, if you would be so kind as to sign here…" The man took the clipboard, and looked it over before signing his receipt. "So what sort of practice do you run?"

"Oh, I perform Traditional Wutainese Medicine."

"Really? Like with acupuncture?"

"And massage and moxybustion."

"How come I've never noticed this place until now?"

"Well, I recently inherited this place from my uncle, Leviathan rest his soul, shortly after the war…I hear it's been here since the first Wutainese settlers decided to come here to Nibelheim. He told me that I could come here if I ever got my license and diploma."

"Are you Wutainese?"

"By my mother."

"What about your father?"

"He was a doctor from Mideel who came to study Wutainese medicine."

"Oh."

"Perhaps you would like to stay for a while? I've just boiled up a pot of oolong not too long ago."

"Oh no thanks, but I appreciate the offer. I've got to get back to work."

"Time is money then. I hope to see you again one day—hopefully it will be on your free time and while you are not a patient."

Yuffie bowed politely before the doctor, and walked towards her bike…she swore that she would have wet herself silly if she stayed any longer. With that, she slipped the helmet and goggles on, and sped away back to work…

Saturday…

The Seventh Heaven Bar was a very popular bar that had recently opened up in the border between Little Wutai and downtown…actually, in the border did the location no justice as the bar was smack-dab in the middle of the two areas; to the eastern end is Little Wutai, and to the west is Downtown Nibelheim. The owner of the bar owed Yuffie a favor for playing cupid, and so she got cheaper drinks than any other patron. Yuffie sat around waiting for her client to arrive, and it was a good thing that Elmyra knew to send the client to the correct table.

As she waited, Yuffie had ordered a glass of the strawberry daiquiri with a lime slice. She always comes here at night on the weekends to meet with potential clients. This particular client she saw was a woman somewhere in her late twenties to mid-thirties…a very pretty woman with hazel-colored hair and eyes with her long hair tied up with a yellow ribbon wearing a purple sweater and a black skirt. "Elmyra's a sweetie isn't she?" she asked, "I should know," said the woman, "when she told me that you could help me with my problem, I didn't believe her at first until I saw who she was paired up with."

"So how did you meet Elmyra anyway?"

"Actually, Elmyra was my teacher while I was in university—we got along quite well in and out of the classroom."

The look of interest in Yuffie's face had flashed before the stranger's eyes. "Oh did you now? You studied under her for her philosophy or her art class?"

"I was in her philosophy class…I got an A."

"Really? I studied for art."

"Do you have a portfolio I could look at?"

"Maybe some other time, but perhaps we could get to the business at hand?"

"Yes, well my name is Lucrecia; Lucrecia Crescent. And I was hoping that you could give me pointers on how to get one particular man?"

"Is this going to be a long-term or short-term thing?"

"I'm planning on it being a long-term relationship, especially since I've been looking for him for quite a while now."

"How long?"

"Well, I'd say for five or seven years now—I highly doubt he'd know me, but then again it's my fault for not speaking up while we were still in college."

"Wow…that's a long time to be searching. You have a photo of him?"

As she spoke, Lucrecia reached into her purse. "Yes, in fact, I bring it with me wherever I go."She then found what it was that she was looking for, and handed it to Yuffie. As soon as she saw the picture, her eyes had widened to the size of saucers.

Lucrecia looked concerned. "Is everything all right?"

Yuffie could not say anything, because she had just met this man yesterday!

Music Played:

"Kansha" by RSP—Aeris and Zack's date

Vocabulary:

Moxybustion—using burning mugwort to poke at your acupuncture points, aids in relaxation.