This originally started out as a revised story of my story Mystery Love Notes, however once I begun I decided to take it in a slightly different direction than was originally planned. Pairings are as followed, Yuffie/Vincent, Cloud/Tifa including most commonly used couples. I may add some other pairings later on. I have done my best to fix misspelled words, missing words and grammar issues. Also the story had begun to go beyond the notes Yuffie receives. I have done more research, so with that I hope this improves this story.
Revised and rechecked for mistakes on 5/25/13
A gentle warm breeze whistled through the trees causing their limber branches to sway back and forth. The sun rose high in a cloudless sky removing any traces of chilly air. It filtered through the window bathing each room in bright light.
Yuffie stirred as the infamous beeping of an alarm clock resounded through the room. Squeezing her eyes shut tighter while trying to snuggle more into the pillow. With no luck to drown out the sound Yuffie scowled, muttering something incoherent at the alarm clock, groggily she stuck her hand out from underneath the covers smashing it in the process of shutting it off. Rolling on her side. 'THUMP!' Yuffie had trundled off the bed and landed face down on the hardwood floor.
"Ow Ow. That hurt." She shouted getting to her feet, rubbing her backside. Turning to the bed she gave the bed frame a tiny kick. Her toe made contact with the solid oak, and pain coursed up her foot.
"Ow!" She jumped up and down on one foot, cradling the injured one in her hands. Once the pain subsided, Yuffie roamed through her dresser; gathering what she needed. Yuffie walked into the bathroom humming merrily to herself. With showering out-of-the-way, she ran her comb through her raven tresses once more for good measure. She looked upon her reflection in her mirror, and smiled; pleased with what she saw. Her pale skin had a faint pink glow as a result of her scrubbing, and her eyes shined brightly. She removed her red towel and gawked at the noticeable changes that had come over her body, of course she wasn't as curvy as Tifa or Aries but that was fine. Without a second thought Yuffie threw the wet towel in the corner, vowing to put it in the hamper later. Slipping into a pair of low-rise tan shorts with a tight white tee-shirt displaying a yellow smiley face under it saying dazed and confused. The clothing molded to her body, flattering her curves, and she winked at her appearance in the mirror.
Yuffie made it downstairs in record time, poking around the refrigerator, finding leftover pizza with ease. She threw it on a plate, laying it on the counter and dug inside removing a few more items, a chunk of meatloaf, a jar of strawberry jam, two slices of bread, a block of cheese, a bowl of green olives and a carton of orange juice and set them beside the meatloaf. Rearranging her food to look like art, Yuffie dug into the feast before her, smacking her lips with delight. She ate her fill steadily, pausing only to drink down a gulp of orange juice.
Yuffie sat on a bar stool lost in her thoughts, 'Vincent, I could make you happy. If you'd only let me' Yuffie thought with a soft sigh. Her stomach rumbled, leaning over she grabbed the donut she'd left there sometime around lunchtime. That was hours ago, and it was starting to look a bit dry around the edges. Shrugging she took a bite. The donut was as dry as it looked, and she chucked the rest of it back onto the white paper plate. Looking around out of boredom she couldn't help but to stare at Vincent. She wondered if he had any idea of just how beautiful he was to her. She wished she knew what he was thinking. It frustrated her that after all of this time together as friends, certain parts of him still remained a mystery to her, and she knew his thoughts were just as unpredictable as his behavior. She would guess Vincent was thinking about Lucrecia.
Yuffie frowned at that thought, she wanted him to move on, even look at her in a different way. Yuffie thought that despite their differences in colors, personalities, foods (he absolutely loves anything with hot-spices in it; while she thinks it's disgusting), she still fell hard for him. While his moods were slightly depressive, he is actually very kind once you broke past that huge, umber thick outer shell he has. Yuffie loved everything about him - from his deep, crimson eyes, his lips, to his midnight hair and back again to his subtle lips - those lips that never smiled, never showed anything but indifference. Knowing her luck, he probably has no intention to love anyone again - not after his precious Lucrecia. He's probably mourn over her for the rest of his life. Who was Yuffie to care but who the hell was she kidding? Yuffie was lying to herself and she knew it. She only wanted Vincent to see her, really see her. Love her as much as she loved him. 'Damn it Yuffie!' She silently cursed herself. 'Why do you feel like such a stupid little girl when you are with him? You know that he will never love you as you love him. There is only room for one person in his heart, and that's Her. '
"Yuffie, stop daydreaming, and staring at Vincent," Tifa rolled her eyes while giggling. "If don't mind, I need you to put these candy dishes out on every table. By the way Vincent noticed you staring. But don't worry, I suspect he likes you, too." Giving a sly wink with a smile. This caused a heated blush to creep across Yuffie's face. "I've even seen him staring at you, when you weren't looking." Tifa snickered as she continued to put clean dry glasses away.
Tifa thought to herself 'We all see the love they have for each other, only it isn't obvious to them two. Besides, they're both to stubborn and proud to actually admit to each other they care, especially Vincent!' "Yuffie, if it's meant to be, then it will be. You can't cheat destiny." While Yuffie tried to rid of the stupid blush. Yuffie's heart raced in her chest and she felt dizzy. Taking another quick glanced at Vincent's lips. She couldn't help but imagine the feel of them against her own. She'd do just about anything just to taste his lips at least once, maybe even a chance to run her hands through his ink black hair.
Shaking her head, Yuffie nervously chuckled. "Whatever!" Quickly changing the conversation. "Hey, Tifa, Why are you bothering to put these out anyways? Do you really even think drunks care?" No way was Yuffie going to talk to Tifa about Vinnie and her love life; well lack of love life. At least not in the present of said person who likely could hear their every word but was Tifa right about him stealing looks. The only time she had seen him stare at her for a length of time was when she was doing something stupid. Hard to believe but she never thought much into it. Yuffie was somewhat sure Vinnie would never look at her more than as a friend if that much. She wonders what it would be like to have him love her.
Yuffie guessed that would remain only in her dreams. At least she could have that. She skimmed off the bar stool and did as Tifa asked. Doing her best not to take another glance at Vincent, Yuffie's mind was already on over-drive, fearing what would happen if he caught her. Placing the last candy dish Yuffie looked back to where Tifa was finishing with the last glass.
"Hey, Tifa, I'm finished. Need anything else done?"
"Thank you. That's it for now." Tifa replied with a smile, taking note how closely Vincent was watching the little ninja, then back to Yuffie 'I always knew that Yuffie had a crush on him, and I'm pretty certain from seeing the way he looks at her sometimes that the feeling is mutual'
"I suppose I'll go up-stairs for a while and take a nap. Feeling a bit tired. Call me if need anything" Yuffie chirped happily.
"Are you sure?" Yuffie nodded. " If you need to talk about anything, I am here to listen."
"Thanks Tifa, I'll remember that" Half way up the steps, Yuffie peeked over her right shoulder at Vincent, 'If Vincent falls in love with me, then it will happen when it's meant to happen. If not, I guess I just have to take it in stride and feel content that I have gained a valuable friend. Even if nothing happens between Vincent and myself, a part of my heart will always belong to him, and I will okay with just standing at his side.'
She was glad to have gotten out of there before Tifa decided she had more work to do after all. 'Yuk!' Opening the squeaky door of her bedroom, and making sure to close it quietly as possible after entering. She still found it hard to believe it had been seven years since she started living there. Ever since Godo tried to marry her off to some Lord. After Yuffie saw whom he picked, let us just say a dog on it's last breath would have been a better choice. He was dreadful, stout, and old-fashioned. She loved her country and her people but Yuffie felt she couldn't throw her life away for somebody who only craved control, power and wealth. She could live without both because she wanted a man to love her for her; not for her title or power. So, she left for good, giving up her title and the next in line to rule a fallen country.
Yuffie skipped over to her bed, a white note laid upon her pillow. Picking it up, she read.
'Where dreams lay, while rest a sure I'm not far behind!' Below that, it read in smaller print.
'This is the first to come, upon the last note,
I shall come for you.
We will rule the world; my angel.'
"What is this supposed to mean? Is this someone's idea of a joke. Not a funny joke but a joke none-the-less." Yuffie whispered loudly to know one, shoving the note into her front pocket. Yuffie wanted answers. She decided to worry about it later, she felt a headache beginning to pound in her forehead. A nap is what she need and wanted. By graces of Gods, she was going to get some forsaking sleep.
Trying to sleep was not coming easily. She was having a hard time getting the mysterious person, and their strange note out of her mind. Whispering to herself, 'I can't get this out of my mind. Who could it be? One thing for sure, is they know where I sleep, know when I am not in here, and have to know Cloud and Tifa to have excess to the upstairs. Surely, those two wouldn't find something like this amusing. It couldn't be Vincent, he's too serious to pull any kind of childish prank. But what if it isn't a joke. Gawd! Then, that would mean I have a creep coming into my room. Man, this is frustrating. Who could it be?' All this heavy thinking was making her headache worse. ' This will be the death of me.'
Laying down, nearly an hour later she still couldn't fall asleep, so she gave up. Sighing, she sat up, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed. Making her way down stairs, she looked around seeing people nursing their drinks but Vincent wasn't around. Walking over to the bar counter where Tifa was serving customers, Yuffie walk over not quite acting her usual raised an eyebrow when seeing her. "Hey! Tifa need any help? Couldn't sleep so I gave up trying."
"Actually I do," Tifa reached from up under the bar, handing over some red, pink, and white construction paper, Yuffie raised an eyebrow giving off a confused look. Tifa then handed over a pair of scissors, some clear glue, and multi-colored glitter. "I need you to cut hearts, make them pretty and then once done, hang them around the bar."
Groaning. "Sure Tifa, You can count on me." While Yuffie tried, her best plaster a fake smile on her face. ' I hate Valentine's Day. I swear it's a day to remind or more like convince us single people, how pathetic we really are. Wish I had a Valentine. One Vincent Valentine would be lovely.' Yuffie snorted. 'Like that's going to happen. I reckon I'm cursed.'
"Tifa?"
"Yes sweetie."
"Where is Vinnie?"
"He stated about an hour ago that he had some errands, that he would be back later." Tifa answered, all the while serving a new drink to an older gentleman sitting few stools down from Yuffie. Stepping back in front of the ninja, Tifa continued, " I feel that you should tell him how you feel. You might be surprised. I really think he cares for you, more than as a friend I might add. I can see it in his eyes when he looks at you. As the same for you. I mean, you both look at each other as if you were to take your eye off the other they might disappear."
Yuffie blushed, "Maybe but he is also still in love with that ice queen." Yuffie turned away from Tifa, embarrassed at her confession.
"Don't talk ill of the dead," Tifa lightly scowled. " Besides, I don't think so. He's moved on. That I am quite sure about, he hasn't been to her cave in like eight months. He told Cloud he had spoken his final good-byes to Lucrecia. Trust me Yuffie, I can tell he likes you more than as a friend, maybe even loves you. I just believe he is afraid of getting hurt again. Do you understand why he might be afraid to open up his heart?"
"Yea, when it's put like that, it makes sense."
"Yuffie, can I ask you a question?"
"Even if I yelled no you would ask anyways because we all know you're the mother hen of the group."
"I'll pretend I didn't hear that! Anyway, are you truly in love Vincent? Because from where I stand it looks that way." Yuffie went back to looking down. Was it that obvious that she liked Vincent? She sighed. Thoughts of Vincent kept spilling out of her mind. Would she ever cross the friend line?
"No way, no you have all wrong; I only like him as a friend. Tifa, don't give me that look...ahhh! Damn..if it'd stop you from looking at me that way." Sighing, Yuffie hit her forehead against the bar counter. Renewing her headache. Looking up she winched, rubbing her temples with her fingers. "Fine, yes I do. But what good will that do? Loving him is a lost cause." Her love for Vincent was doomed even before it began. Yuffie turned away from Tifa, embarrassed at her confession.
"Give it time, he'll come around. Just you wait and see."
"Well I guess time will only tell, I better get started."
"Okay but this conversation isn't over yet."
"Fine but don't expect me to tell you any time soon." Yuffie mumbled, sitting herself at a corner table, cursing her luck. Making hearts to be hanged wasn't her cup of green tea. She pulled her Ipod out, finding a song that she dearly loved by Plumb. The song, Blush (Only You).
Yuffie went right to work trying to figure out how in the hell she let herself be talked into making stupid valentine hearts. Yuffie bobbed her head around slightly, lip singing to the song. She felled to notice Vincent had returned, taking his usual place in the corner table, once again was taking an interest in watching her. He just couldn't figure what it was that drawled him to her, like a bug to a bug zapper. It used to bother him when he caught himself looking at Yuffie after being in his thinking mode. It didn't seem right. However, those feelings had taken flight and now he gawked at her with lingering appreciation.
When you look at me I start to blush
and all that i can say is you and us
oh baby I'm so afraid to be in love
with you,
with you...
i wanna be in love with only you
i wanna watch the sky downgrade and blue
i wanna know the kiss thats always new
i wanna be in love with only you
just you
when stars are falling dark
will light the way
will hit the ground and fall
into the shade
ill light the night with fire
and run away
i wanna be in love with only you
i wanna watch the sky downgrade and blue
i wanna know the kiss thats always new
i wanna be in love with only you
i wanna be in love with you
i wanna be in love (i wanna be in love)
i wanna be in love with you
i wanna be in love (i wanna be in love)
i wanna be in love with you...
i wanna be in love with only you
i wanna watch the sky downgrade and blue
i wanna know the kiss thats always new
i wanna be in love with only you
just you
i wanna be
just you yeah
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