Yuffie's Secret
Chapter 1: Dreaming of Lost Loves
Yuffie awoke from her dreams to the warm sunlight streaming in her window. She lay there, eyes still closed, thinking about her true love, wondering where he was and what he might be doing. It had been three years since she and the other members of AVALANCHE had saved the planet from Meteor and Sephiroth. Shortly after the team had made it safely out of the Crater, they had disbanded and gone their separate ways. Cloud went off the find Aeris. Tifa, heartbroken, had gone back to Midgar with Barret. Red XIII had to go back to Cosmo Canyon to run things since Bugenhagen's death left the people of the Canyon with no one to look up too for guidance. Cait Sith had disappeared, when Reeve rejoined the Turks. Cid headed back to Rocket Town to save his marriage to Shera. As for she and Vincent, they had traveled to together for a few months, but then had parted. Vincent supposedly went back to Nibelheim, and she had gone back to Wutai.
Yuffie sighed, and opened her eyes. How she longed for her dark prince, her fallen angel. She only wished she could have told him, in the time they traveled together, how she felt. She sat up, swiping her now long, dark hair out of her eyes. She stretched her long, legs and stood up, eyeing herself in the mirror. Vincent probably wouldn't even recognize me now….Yuffie thought to herself. She looked so much different. She was no longer the immature teenage girl she once had been. Now she was a nineteen year old woman. Her figure was no longer trim and boyish, but rather it was slim, lusciously curved and womanly. Her skin was beautifully bronzed from spending her days on the beaches of Wutai. If it weren't for her deep, stormy-grey eyes that glowed with some unknown energy she might not be recognizable to anyone who previously knew her. Yuffie sighed again and went into the bathroom to run the water for her shower. She stepped under the steaming jets, and let her thoughts of Vincent take her over once more.
In the dark, dank basement of the Shinra Mansion, Vincent lay slumbering in a deep sleep, his dreams no longer nightmares. He dreamt of a brave, young ninja, who had stolen his heart the minute he had set eyes on her. He had always watched out for her and protected her when they traveled together. It was these times that he was now dreaming of. Unfortunately he was never able to tell her his true feelings. He had wanted as well as needed to have more time. It had nearly killed him when she told him that she wanted to return to Wutai. She had seemed sad, and homesick. All Vincent cared about was her happiness, so he had let her go, not knowing that it was her inexpressible love for him, which had driven her away. Now he was tortured by all of these wonderful dreams of his stormy-eyed ninja. "Oh, Yuffie, my love, I will find you," Vincent sighed in his sleep.
Yuffie stepped out of the bathroom in a cloud of steam, a towel wrapped around her body. She went to her closet, looking for something to wear. She pulled out a bright yellow bikini that complimented her bronzed skin nicely, and slipped into it. Then she slipped on a pair of white cotton beach shorts, and a white ribbed tank. She brushed her long wet locks out, and tied it loosely behind her. She slipped into her yellow flip-flops, glanced at herself in the mirror, and satisfied headed downstairs to have breakfast with her father, Godo.
Her father was sitting at the table, reading the paper, waiting for her. The table already heaping with the breakfast her father's servants had prepared. Yuffie plopped down across from her father, filled her bowl with rice, and picked up her chopsticks. Godo looked up from his paper and smiled at her. She returned his smile and began to eat.
"Are you going to the beach again?" Godo asked.
"I was thinking about it," Yuffie replied.
"Well before you go, I have something I want to give you."
"Really? What is it?"
"This was your mother's. I think you are old enough and mature enough to have it now," Godo said setting a small box down in front of her. Yuffie quickly began to open it, her girlish excitement making Godo chuckle.
"Oh Dad…it's beautiful…." Yuffie gasped as she lifted the silver chain with a glowing amethyst stone attached.
"Keep it close, my dear, for it will bring you luck and protection on your journey thought life."
"Thank you so much Dad," Yuffie said leaning across the table and kissing her father on the cheek. She slipped the necklace on and the two of them finished breakfast in comfortable silence. When Yuffie was finshed, she hugged her father and went upstairs to grab her beach bag. She had promised to meet her best friend KiKi at the beach in less than half an hour. Yuffie headed out the door, and towards the beach.
Vincent managed to rouse himself from his deep slumber. He laid there, his crimson eyes staring thoughtfully up at the lid of the coffin. He knew it was time for him to go and find his stormy-grey eyed ninja. He pushed the lid off of his coffin and jumped out. He climbed the winding staircase with an energy he had not felt for three years. Vincent decided it was time to get rid of the stoic, vampire gear, and dress like a real man. He looked around and came up with a pair of jeans, and a tight-fitting black t-shirt that showed off the muscles of his chest and arms. He slipped his on his boots, and discarded the head scarf and clawed glove. He brushed his long, raven-colored locks out and let them tumble freely down his back. His crimson eyes glowed with passionate fire for the ninja. Now he looked like he belonged in the outside world. He set off for Wutai, not wanting to waste anymore time. He could be there in three days, maybe less if he hurried.
Yuffie lay on the beach, a book open in front of her face, but she wasn't reading it. Her thoughts had drifted off to Vincent again. She scolded herself for letting him consume her thoughts as much as she did. It had been three years, and she hadn't seen or talked him. She should just forget him and move on, but for some reason she just couldn't bring herself to do it. She sighed and allowed herself to continue dreaming of her dark angel.