Rogue Ninja

I decided to rewrite this, because when I reread a day later, it looked like an amatuer wrote it. I had written it to get the juices flowing, but I like to pride myself from my work. Nothing plot-wise had changed, just wording and details is all.

The beautiful cresent moon hung like a pendant in the midnight-blue sky. It was an almost cloudless night and all the stars could be seen. Each diamond twinkled, trying to outshine the other. The winds were slightly picking up. It wasn't harshly cold, but enough to wear a jacket.

"Get out."

A lovely purple eyed girl sniffled at the harsh words replaying in her head.

"Your nothing, but a nuisence to the committee!"

She clenched her fists tightly. Betrayal clutched at her heart.

"What's one good thing you've ever done?"

Her teeth clenched aswell. Stopping herself from shouting at the sky. Shouting how much of an angsy bastard he was. How he was destined to fall. How she was the base support through out it all.

"You can't even hold your own against a hord of heartless."

She plucked a shuriken from her pouch. Oh how she wanted to chuck this shuriken at him. Give him a few more scars to think about. It wasn't her fault she trained in the art of killing living, breathing creatures.

"Your useless!"

Stray tears escaped and curved down her cheeks. She had been holding them in all day. They refused to be held back any longer.

"I can't tolerate this anymore. Radient Garden is almost fully rebuilt. Your services are no longer required."

The petite ninja had fallen to her knees. To overcome to with emotions to carry herself.

"What i'm saying is; Yuffie, you're fired."

Yuffie hiccuped as the tears fell. They were the only family she had left. Now she was truly an orphan.

"Damn you Squall." She hiccuped again, banging her fists against the stone, cold floor. She gave a longing look over her shoulder. The castle looked so far away now, yet still so close. She couldn't go back, unless she wanted to be openly humiliated.

"After all we've been through, you kick me out at my lowest. I thought we were partners." Her voice cracked from disuse. "But I guess it was all a lie." She rubbed her tear stained eyes, trying to salvige as much of her dignity as she possible could.

Shuffling to her feet, Yuffie coiling her leg muscles and jumped into the roof tops. A roll of thunder clashed, momentarily blinding anyone looking out the window at that moment.

With new resolve, the great ninja Yuffie disappeared into the night.

...

"Leon! How could you!" Aerith yelled.

Leon, or Squall if you prefer, was currently being chewed out by Aerith. Yuffie hadn't shown up for dinner and everyone got worried. Then Squall told them the news.

"Her messing up was getting in the way of the committee. So I confiscated her membership card." He stated calmly. "It was for the good of the town."

"Good of the town!" Aerith repeated disdainfully. "Leon! We're the only family she ever had. Who else does she have to turn to?" Aerith clutched her heart worriedly. "She's probably cold and hungry. Lost with nowhere to go. Lonely and hurt. For all we know, she could be sleeping in a cardboard box! Or worse, getting chewed out by a heartless!"

The gunblade weilder dismissed the sense of foreboding in the pit of his stomach. "She'll be fine." He excused himself from the kitchen, walking towards his room.

"Do you really believe that?"

He stopped in the middle of the hall. "Cloud." Squall replied to the blond haired, buster swordman leaning on the wall.

"Hope your right. But then again, Yuffie's always finding trouble." He warned. There eyes met. Ice blue vs. Mako blue. Then, he walked away.

Squall felt like a stranger waling into his own room. His room. Not His and Yuffie's. Just his. All to himself. No room mate. Just him, himself and his reflection in the bathroom mirror. He and Yuffie shared a room, for reasons unknown to even themselves. It was just a habit born from Traverse Town. They had been so close. Watching each others backs because of the heartless. Now he had the room all to himself.

In a sense, he still couldn't believe. Some part of him didn't want to believe it.

"Congratulations, Leonhart." He muttered to himself. "You won."

Yet why did he feel like he lost something important? Something he could never live without...

...

"Stupid rain." Yuffie muttered. As if summoned by her depression, storm clouds had grown over head and decided to down pour. Hard.

In her hands was a suitcase. It had all her belongings in there: clothes, weapons, pictures and other things. She was dragging herself up an old forest mountain. Beyond the trees, she found what she was looking for.

A large, thick white wall with two golden doors.

Yuffie plucked a key from her pocket and shoved it in the keyhole. It clicked open. She pushed it open and went inside.

Beyond the wall was a palace-like home. The house had red tiled roofs. The painted white walls were covored in moss and other plants.

"I'm home." She mumbled with belonging.

...

Squall tossed and turned in his bed. He couldn't get in a comfortable position. The bed had felt so cold and empty. Giving up, he stared at the ceiling. Memories past assaulted his minds eye.

Yuffie rubbed her head in embarressment. "Sorry Squallie."

That was the moment his temper flared.

"Wh-what?"

Why had he snapped so easily? He should've been used to her antics by now.

"How am I a nuisence! I've done plenty good for the committee!" She argued back.

He closed his eyes, covoring his face with his hand. "You messed up more than helped. Understand, i'm doing this for the good of the towns people." He growled at himself. He felt stupid trying to convince air instead of her.

"I fight the heartless! I'm pretty sure you were there to see that!"

He turned in his bed. "Why do I bother?" Sleep still wouldn't come.

He could see her eyes glisten wet. "How can you say that! I've saved your ass to ya know!"

He now felt a boulder of guilt weigh down in his stomach. Was she out there crying right now?

Her eyes widened at his words. "W-what are you saying?"

"What i'm saying is; Yuffie, you're fired."

He struggled all night trying to sleep.

...

Purple eyes wandered over dust and mold.

"Guess I have alot of work to do." Yuffie voice echoed in the lonely hall and empty living room. "Definitely need new furniture." She humorously pointed out.

Stepping back out into the hall, she observed her walls. The house had a good portion of sliding doors and most of the wall paper was peeling right off, all the lightbulbs were out, the hot spring house on the other side of the building was filled with mucky water and the kitchen was stripped clean of food.

Yuffie sighed."Alot of work to do." While looking at the floor, she noticed a dark puddle-like shadow in the shadows. Her eyes widened. "Oh no."

A black arm shot out of the shadow puddle. Sharp claws aimed for her chest - more specifically, her heart.

Yuffie bent back, her head almost touching the floor. The palm of her hand stomped on the floor before her head and pulled a backflip at the last moment, kicking the clawed hand that had missed.

Flipping a good distance away, she saw what attacked her.

A neoshadow was wringing the wrist, most likely shaking the pain away. It's yellow eyes glared daggers into her soul.

Yuffie quickly took out her shurikens. "Your not taking my heart, bub!" She threw her stars with deadly accuracy.

The neoheartless jumped out of the way and onto the ceiling. It started to creeply crawl towards her.

Yuffie flipped backwards with one hand, while throwing stars with another.

The monster kept steering left or right, shurikens embedding themselves on the ceiling.

Finally, she nicked it's shoulder. The shadow opened its mouth and shreiked in pain. The mouth opening looked like a glob of paint being abrubtly teared apart.

It was hideous.

Yuffie reached into her pouch for more stars, but to her fear, she ran out. "Shit!" She ran down the hall, then into a wide room.

"My old training room." She muttered in remembrence. A wave of nostalgia had struck her breathless.

"RAAAAAARH!" Yuffie turned around in time to see the hell-bent neoshadow had pounced into the air, right above her.

...

Squall sighed. He still couldn't sleep. So now he was staring out the window. He was lucky to have such a great view: The mountains were lovely.

There was something shining in the distance. It was floating into the sky. It looked red, with gold sparkles.

Squall narrowed his eyes. "Is... is that a heart?" His speculation was confirmed when it dissapeared into nothingness.

Now even more guilt weighed down on his stomach. Suddenly, Clouds words struck him in the gut.

"Hope your right. But then again, Yuffie's always finding trouble."

Squall face palmed and gritted his teeth. "N-no... That was, without a doubt, not Yuffie."

He really wished he could believe those words.

Hope you enjoyed it.

What happened to Yuffie? Will Squall ever get over his guilt? Did the neoshadow win?

Find out next time! And while you wait, please review and tell me what you think. Cookies to anyone who trys to guess!