This is a short story that takes place five years after Final Fantasy VII. Do not expect any brand new enemies or such. To all those who don't like Yuffie, Vincent, or the Cloud/Aeris match-up, they can shut up and go away. I mean, you don't have to read the story, and no one is really making you read it, at least not me. It's like going on a roller coaster and then complaining that it went too fast. You can enter my insanity, as long as you don't complain about how you didn't like it after the fact. On that note, please let me know what you think. I don't own the characters, the game, or rights thereto. I do own a copy of FF VII and the soundtrack, but nothing more.
For the preservation of story, I won't tell anyone what's going to happen next. Even though you'll probably guess right. Also, as this is my first story, I would really like to hear some feedback. Please?
Conforming To the Penalty Ch. 1
It was a bright, sunny day in Costa del Sol and Yuffie Kisaragi was cursing her bad luck.
"Damn. It's too bright, and way too hot today. My brains are going to melt before I can pick up on a mark."
Yuffie Kisaragi had grown in the five years since the battle with Sephiroth, yet she still remained a materia thief by trade and brat by nature. To say the least she wasn't a little brat anymore. She had grown several inches and had filled out very nicely. She had long ago stopped using her large cloth bracer on her left arm and had replaced it with a metal gauntlet that was less obtrusive. While even having grown up, Yuffie still dressed much the same, except that now she had a short tan cloak draped over her shoulders that helped conceal her face.
Now, after leaving Cloud and company, Yuffie had returned to stealing materia or money for materia. And she wasn't having much luck. And that, Yuffie thought, was where it was all Cloud's fault. He had to up and disappear to who-knows-where with all the materia that they had fought for, before Yuffie even had a chance to steal it first. Well, not all of it, Yuffie thought with a grin. She had managed to get her Leviathan and Throw materia back, as well as a Steal materia that no one noticed before Cloud vanished.
"Best not to dwell on the past, there's no profit in it. And look-y here. That guy might just have some materia or at least lot of Gil."
The target in question was a tall pale man with long dark hair. If the natural contrast wasn't enough, what he was wearing only enhanced the effect. The loud lime green Hawaiian shirt and hot pink shorts, topped off with the brightly colored plaid beach towel over his left arm, could turn stomachs.
"By the looks of that guy, he must be some computer programmer on vacation, for the first time in a century. This is going to be too easy."
Unbeknownst to Yuffie, Vincent Valentine was neither a computer programmer or on a vacation. He had been against this trip in the first place, but it was his job, and this had to be the one that the company got to pick. The real problem with the mission for Vincent was the "disguise." To Vincent's thinking, it was a nightmare of colors. Then again, things had been a nightmare for Vincent. It almost made him want to exile himself back to sleep. A few more decades and maybe things would go back to normal. Still, it wasn't that bad. He was at a major vacation site and he was working. Now all he had to do was find the expert thief that had been terrorizing the insanely rich tourists visiting Costa del Sol.
Off hand, Vincent thought, the person in the alley was taking too long. Vincent had been waiting for quite a while for the person to make their move. He knew this had to be the thief, but something was odd. There was something familiar about the person. The style of thefts were annoyingly familiar and yet, just beyond him. This would have been more fun, or at least less boring, if he had brought a partner. But ever since meeting Lucrecia years ago, Vincent had withdrawn from people, immersing himself fully into his work. All attempts to pair Vincent up with a partner had failed, his lack of apparent social skills had frustrated all of the people who were unfortunate enough to be stuck with him.
And there it was, Vincent thought, shaking himself off from his inner monologue. The thief had moved from the alleyway and was moving up to Vincent in a stealthy manner. And just as the thief was about to grab the "materia" marbles in his hip pouch, Vincent quickly grabbed the arm with his left hand.
"So, we meet at last. You must be the thief that I was ordered to apprehend. By order of the World Democratic Order I place you under arrest. You have the right... Lucrecia?"
Somewhere in his chest, Vincent's heart was dying again, as he looked into his lost love's face.
Yuffie couldn't believe it. This guy was a professional and she had screwed up big time. In quick order, Yuffie pulled out her Leviathan materia and summoned the great sea serpent. In her haste, Yuffie didn't notice that the hand grabbing hers was almost a steel clamp, or the voice of the guy who had caught her, or that her direct connection with the target meant that she too, would be hit by the full brunt of Leviathan's power. She did notice and take into account that last fact, when a tsunami hit her and the man full on, knocking them both out of town.
"Well this is another fine mess you've gotten us into." As Yuffie complained, she was trying to wring the last bit of water out of her hair.
"To be fair Yuffie, I did not know it was you. And I have yet to have gotten anyone into a 'mess.'"
"Oh shut up. Man, I need my stuff to change."
"You could sunbathe."
"What about sunburns?"
"I have some sunscreen. Besides, I need to go back to get my stuff. If I may ask where you hid your stuff, so as that I may retrieve it for you."
"If I asked you the same question, would you trust me?"
Vincent just stared.
"Fine! It's in the basement of Cloud's villa, behind a crate. Now hurry up. You wouldn't want to leave a cute girl like me all alone for long now would you?"
To Yuffie's, and Vincent's, surprise, Vincent smiled.
"No. No we wouldn't."
Yuffie gave a curious look as Vincent walked back to Costa del Sol.
Please Read & Review.
For the preservation of story, I won't tell anyone what's going to happen next. Even though you'll probably guess right. Also, as this is my first story, I would really like to hear some feedback. Please?
Conforming To the Penalty Ch. 1
It was a bright, sunny day in Costa del Sol and Yuffie Kisaragi was cursing her bad luck.
"Damn. It's too bright, and way too hot today. My brains are going to melt before I can pick up on a mark."
Yuffie Kisaragi had grown in the five years since the battle with Sephiroth, yet she still remained a materia thief by trade and brat by nature. To say the least she wasn't a little brat anymore. She had grown several inches and had filled out very nicely. She had long ago stopped using her large cloth bracer on her left arm and had replaced it with a metal gauntlet that was less obtrusive. While even having grown up, Yuffie still dressed much the same, except that now she had a short tan cloak draped over her shoulders that helped conceal her face.
Now, after leaving Cloud and company, Yuffie had returned to stealing materia or money for materia. And she wasn't having much luck. And that, Yuffie thought, was where it was all Cloud's fault. He had to up and disappear to who-knows-where with all the materia that they had fought for, before Yuffie even had a chance to steal it first. Well, not all of it, Yuffie thought with a grin. She had managed to get her Leviathan and Throw materia back, as well as a Steal materia that no one noticed before Cloud vanished.
"Best not to dwell on the past, there's no profit in it. And look-y here. That guy might just have some materia or at least lot of Gil."
The target in question was a tall pale man with long dark hair. If the natural contrast wasn't enough, what he was wearing only enhanced the effect. The loud lime green Hawaiian shirt and hot pink shorts, topped off with the brightly colored plaid beach towel over his left arm, could turn stomachs.
"By the looks of that guy, he must be some computer programmer on vacation, for the first time in a century. This is going to be too easy."
Unbeknownst to Yuffie, Vincent Valentine was neither a computer programmer or on a vacation. He had been against this trip in the first place, but it was his job, and this had to be the one that the company got to pick. The real problem with the mission for Vincent was the "disguise." To Vincent's thinking, it was a nightmare of colors. Then again, things had been a nightmare for Vincent. It almost made him want to exile himself back to sleep. A few more decades and maybe things would go back to normal. Still, it wasn't that bad. He was at a major vacation site and he was working. Now all he had to do was find the expert thief that had been terrorizing the insanely rich tourists visiting Costa del Sol.
Off hand, Vincent thought, the person in the alley was taking too long. Vincent had been waiting for quite a while for the person to make their move. He knew this had to be the thief, but something was odd. There was something familiar about the person. The style of thefts were annoyingly familiar and yet, just beyond him. This would have been more fun, or at least less boring, if he had brought a partner. But ever since meeting Lucrecia years ago, Vincent had withdrawn from people, immersing himself fully into his work. All attempts to pair Vincent up with a partner had failed, his lack of apparent social skills had frustrated all of the people who were unfortunate enough to be stuck with him.
And there it was, Vincent thought, shaking himself off from his inner monologue. The thief had moved from the alleyway and was moving up to Vincent in a stealthy manner. And just as the thief was about to grab the "materia" marbles in his hip pouch, Vincent quickly grabbed the arm with his left hand.
"So, we meet at last. You must be the thief that I was ordered to apprehend. By order of the World Democratic Order I place you under arrest. You have the right... Lucrecia?"
Somewhere in his chest, Vincent's heart was dying again, as he looked into his lost love's face.
Yuffie couldn't believe it. This guy was a professional and she had screwed up big time. In quick order, Yuffie pulled out her Leviathan materia and summoned the great sea serpent. In her haste, Yuffie didn't notice that the hand grabbing hers was almost a steel clamp, or the voice of the guy who had caught her, or that her direct connection with the target meant that she too, would be hit by the full brunt of Leviathan's power. She did notice and take into account that last fact, when a tsunami hit her and the man full on, knocking them both out of town.
"Well this is another fine mess you've gotten us into." As Yuffie complained, she was trying to wring the last bit of water out of her hair.
"To be fair Yuffie, I did not know it was you. And I have yet to have gotten anyone into a 'mess.'"
"Oh shut up. Man, I need my stuff to change."
"You could sunbathe."
"What about sunburns?"
"I have some sunscreen. Besides, I need to go back to get my stuff. If I may ask where you hid your stuff, so as that I may retrieve it for you."
"If I asked you the same question, would you trust me?"
Vincent just stared.
"Fine! It's in the basement of Cloud's villa, behind a crate. Now hurry up. You wouldn't want to leave a cute girl like me all alone for long now would you?"
To Yuffie's, and Vincent's, surprise, Vincent smiled.
"No. No we wouldn't."
Yuffie gave a curious look as Vincent walked back to Costa del Sol.
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