I have read over my 30 nights one-shots and the eighth one - Understanding - once again caught my eye. It is a really good idea (at least in my opinion) and so I'm going to turn it into a really long fic. Hope you'll enjoy.

Disclaimer: C'mon, you have to know by now that I don't own them.


My name is Yuffie Kisaragi and I'm a happy person.

That's lame beginning, don't you think? Let's start again.

My name is Yuffie Kisaragi and I'm Materia hunting ninja princess extraordinaire.

That's better. Somewhat mouthful but so am I. Yuffie the Motor Mouth. Brat. Thief. Pest. Nuisance. Trouble. Bother. The one who never shut up. The one who always smiles. The one who is not afraid of anything.

The one who lies to them all.

I never wanted it to happen. I never meant for my mask to become glue that keeps this group together. I never...

I never wanted to lose my mother. I never wanted to leave my home at thirteen to travel the world. I never wanted to join AVALANCHE permanently. But this world has never been about what I wanted. This world has never cared what I wanted. This world...

I'm not making any sense, I know. Someone shoot me now. Please. I don't want this responsibility, this duty, this pretense. Because that's all I am. A fake. A girl who pretends to be brave while inside she's the most scared of them all. I hide that fear. I'm good at hiding things. The only problem is that I know I'm hiding and once I let my guard down, the fear will overwhelm me and I'll become useless.

I'm AVALANCHE's hope. Their symbol, a mascot. I'm showing finger to the danger we're facing. I'm making fun of it. Fuck you Sephy. Fuck you Meteor. I'm resistance. I'm keeping everyone sane and pay for it with my sanity. Dual personality? Man, I wish I had one. There is only one person in my head and that person is scared shitless, all the while knowing she can't show it. I can't show it.

Why?

Because I'm Yuffie and I always open my mouth before thinking through what I'm going to say and when we were discussing the shit we're in, I stood up and declared that anyone scared of Sephiroth and Meteor is dumbass and I'm not afraid, not in the least. Maybe I believed saying it would mean it would come true. Put your head under the blanket and the monster will go away. Pretend it isn't there and it will disappear. It was a false bravado on my part. Yet, I kept the facade.

I overheard Tifa talking to Cloud. I still remember what she said word by word.

"Sometimes I'm so scared I can't move. When I remember Nibbelheim and realize what we are against, what we are facing, I just want to curl somewhere and wait until it's over. And then I look at Yuffie who is the youngest and somehow she's not afraid and I find my strength to go on. If Yuffie can face it bravely then I must do so as well. She's my reminder. She shows me what we are fighting for and why we can't give up. I don't know what I would do without her around."

And that's why I keep being brave. They need me. They truly need me and I like the feeling. It's nice, beeing needed. But it's hard. The whole world is relying on AVALANCHE to save it. And AVALANCHE in turn relies on me to keep their spirits up. And I know that if I give in to my despair, so will them. And then, hasta la vista Planet. Do you know what kind of feeling is to have the weight of the whole world resting on your shoulders? I do. And I hate it.

My name is Yuffie Kisaragi and I wanted to save my country. But this world has never cared what I wanted and so I ended up saving the whole planet. Sometimes, being me just sucks.


A short prologue, with a different style of writing. Do you want more?