Author's Words: I had begun this story 08-21-07 and finifhed in 2008. I cannot believe that! I'm re-writing it because I cringe at the mistakes I know must have made back then. I haven't looked at this story since it was finished but it's time to bite the bullet and fix past errors. I want all my fanfiction to be the best it can be. For you and me… but mostly me.

Dedication: When I made this story it was dedicated to someone who inspired this fic. I think it only fitting that it stays that way. For Simple Simplicity, a simply sweet person who gave me a chance to feel like a real writer even if it was just for pretends. Thx.

Disclaimer: I own nothing from Final Fantasy.

Oops to the Tenth Degree!

Chapter 1

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"So… when you say 'pregnant'…you mean?"

The doctor blinked in surprise. "I mean, that you're expecting a baby. That's why you have been sick in the mornings and it also explains you having cravings for different foods and mood swings." Vincent sat silently next to Yuffie as they both stared at the doctor in a white coat sitting across them behind a polished wood desk. The silence stretched for what seemed like an eternity as the news sunk in.

"…"

"…"

"… So… When you say 'expecting a bab-"

"How long?" Vincent said in a tense and grated voice, so unlike his usual dead-pan tone that Yuffie's eyes widened.

"Oh!" The doctor said, obviously uncomfortable from Vincent's piercing and glowing red eyes boring into his very soul. "I'd say she's about three months. She'll start showing soon!"

"Your sperm is supposed to be dead like the rest of you!" Yuffie screamed standing up from her sitting position pointing an accusing finger at Vincent. Vincent didn't seem to hear her as he continued to look straight ahead with glazed and wide eyes. 'A child!?' Vincent thought over and over.

"No." He said quite suddenly. Standing up the red cloaked man strode out of the office as if nothing happened. Yuffie and the doctor both gawked after him until Yuffie came to her senses and quickly followed her dark companion. She had to practically jump into the car since he obviously wasn't waiting on her as he began to pull out of the parking space.

The 45 minute car ride was completely silent with Yuffie making fleeting glances at the man who would be the father of her child ('MY CHILD!' she thought) drove the car.

He drove to the Shinra Manson, their current home, with an air of silence so full of tension that Yuffie didn't dare say a word. To Yuffie it seemed like yesterday when she told Vincent (She never outright asked him) that she was going to be living with him to get away from her Father. After defeating Sephiroth she knew she didn't want to go home yet, she wasn't ready to help rule the country at the age of 17 along with everything else that entailed. Marriage, kids, and the burden of a dying country did not appeal to her. So she had demanded that Vincent let her stay, inside hoping beyond hope he would accept her request. She still, to this day, didn't know why he allowed her stay in the first place.

The first year was excruciating as they tried to co-exist with one another, it was a time of arguing and avoidance. The second year was awkward with feelings that left them both blushing and stealing glances of one another arouse, 'The like-like period' Yuffie had named it. The third year was wonderful as lingering touches turned to sweet kisses and continued to grow, the love year. That brings us to the fourth year, pregnancy. 'Shit-balls.' Yuffie thought to herself.

They reached the manor and Vincent pulled the car into the garage, exited the car, and walked into the house without even sparing Yuffie a glance. The young girl gulped as she felt she was somehow in trouble. Unbuckling her seatbelt she quietly exited the car and slowly made her way into the house. 'Did… did I do something wrong?' She thought poking her fingers together in a timid way (something very unlike the boisterous ninja).

She was surprised to enter the house and see Vincent standing in the middle of the living quarters with his back to her, just standing in the middle of the living room. This was the first time in a long time that she actually felt a little scared of him. He turned to her with piercing eyes like red fire making her gulp and take a step back. "V-Vinnie?" She said in a quiet shaky voice.

"Yuffie," He said in a dark tone turning to face her fully. Her eyes widened at his entire demeanor. His shoulders were slightly hunched and his claw was flexing, almost twitching. His face was filled with tension as his eyebrows knitted together and his jaw clenched. To say he looked agitated would be a sever understatement.

"Vinnie, I-"

"Yuffie," the cloaked man interrupted her, "You have to know I have put your best interest first."

'Wha…?' She though with a confused looked on her face. "Yeah." She agreed. "You always make me shower everyday and eat my vegetables and all that crap."

Vincent continued as if she didn't say anything, "Then you must understand that it is in the best interest of not only you but everyone else on this planet when I say; you have to get rid of it."

She stared at him dumbfound almost not even hearing him. 'Get rid of… it?' His words played through her mind slowly. He didn't want it. He wanted it destroyed? Something they created, admittedly on accident, like it was nothing? For that matter, did she want it? She never thought of herself as a Mother. Maker knows she couldn't even keep plants alive. Was it for the best that she terminates the pregnancy? For herself and Vincent, as if it never happened? But…

"No".

It was only after it was said that she realized it that the word came from her. She didn't even remember forming the word in her mind before it was already out of her mouth. She was also surprised at how strong her voice sounded considering she has never felt so scared in her life.

"What?" Vincent said, unable to keep the surprise off his face.

"No." She stated it as a fact. "That is not an option."

"Yuffie," He said, his tone softening but she could still hear the anger in the background. Anger at what she wasn't sure, "Please try to understand. To bring that thing into this would-"

"Baby not 'thing'. Get it right."

"Since I am the father you don't know what it will be!" he said his voice rising. "Have you forgotten what I am!? A genetic experiment? A monster with the sole purpose to destroy anything and everything . I will not allow you to bring some sort of abomination into th-"

"You are a monster! Only you!" She screamed causing him to look at her shocked. Never has she ever spoken to him so coldly, or her eyes look as steely as she brought her hands to hold her stomach in a protective manner. "You're the worst type of monster if you think for a second that this baby could be anything bad. And if you even try to take this from me I will kill you."

At that moment he realized that he was quickly loosing the love of his life. There was nothing tender left in her eyes and demeanor for him. There was now only anger, pain and the linger sting of betrayal. "Yuffie…" he said sadly, all the anger and fear leaving him with only sadness and regret."I didn't mean… I just…"

"Save it." The young brunette said striding past him with her head high and shoulder back, an air of cold nobility suddenly surrounding her, "If that is really how you feel Vincent Valentine then please allow me to get rid of YOUR problem!" Yuffie said loudly, her shouts dripping with venom. She left Vincent standing alone in the living room as she went up the stairs to their ('His' she corrected herself bitterly) room.

Grabbing her old tan backpack she carelessly threw in some clothes and toiletries, all the while holding back her emotional breakdown. Yuffie's pride came before all else and she would have rather died then let Vincent see how broken she felt inside. In her distraught state she didn't even notice she didn't pack any Gil or Materia. Throwing her bag over her shoulder she stormed out the house not even giving a sideways glace in hope or fears of seeing her now former lover. Her heart felt frozen as she didn't see any sign of Vincent but she refused to let it get to her. Stepping into the warm sunlight of the outdoors she still felt a chill inside that she didn't think would ever go away.

'What am I doing?' She thought as she slowly walked away from Shinra Mansion, the only real home she ever knew. 'Where will I go? I can't go home like this, with a baby in my oven.' She patted her stomach gently not even paying attention to where her feet were taking her. 'Gawd a baby!' A pained smile played on her lips, 'I'm going from Spoiled Brat to Momma Brat.' A small sob broke free from her throat and tears formed in the corner of her storm colored eyes.

She stopped her aimless walking to rest near the large water tower in the center of town and sighed. "What am I going to do now? I really have nowhere to go…" She fought back her tears and instead shook her head in anger. "Nope. Not freaking out. This is me keeping it together!" She pumped her small fist in the air and claimed "I am the a Mightly Ninja Princess-"

"Yuffie?" A strong and slightly surprised voice said.

Yuffie dropped her arm to her side and turned around to the source of the deep male voice. In a suddenly small and breathless voice she simple said, "Cloud?"

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Author: Re-reading this was so painful I dry heaved a little.

I do want to put out that I am not necessarily against abortion. In the county I live in it is a choice that women can make. I don't look down on people who choose this path. It's never an easy decision to make. To me it's just a sad one.

Review please or make a request for one-shots. FF-VII or Naruto please. My anime knowledge is limited.