"Vinnie's got a TATTOO!"

The large-busted, brunette barmaid looked up at her friend, the hyperactive, annoying ninja.(That's me! I'm telling you this story in third person! It just seems more exciting!) Anyway, she looked at the ninja, sighing and shaking her head.

"Vincent does not have a tattoo. That's ridiculous."

"It so IS NOT!" The ninja shouted at her friend indignantly.(Sure, she's my best friend and all, but really? What reason does she have not to believe me?) ",It's NOT ridiculous because I SAW it!"

"Yuffie." The barmaid said sternly. ",First, you're scaring off my customers, so please stop. Second, why would Vincent have a tattoo? And how could you have seen it?"

(Oh, she thought that was it, I'm sure. She thought I'd just give up, just roll over and let her be right. Well, I know it doesn't EXACTLY sound rational, but-)

"It'sonhiswrist!Andit'slookslikesomethinginWutaiin!WhichiswhyIgotsoexcited,'!PLEASE,TEEF?"

(Told you. :p)

"Yuffie, this is absurd." The barmaid sighed.

"It is not absurd." Retorted the ninja, in attempt to imitate the barmaid's voice.

"Whatever, Yuffie. And I'm sure you already have some crazy, poorly-but elaborate- thought out plan. Am I right?"

"Gee, have you got me pinned! Wanna see the diagrams?" Said the ninja, feigning excitment, and then got terribly serious. ",Are you helping me or not?"

The barmaid sighed. "I guess so." She said, defeated. "What's the plan?"

"What plan?" -clink,clink,clink,clink-

(Oh, Dammit, I thought. Yeah, that's right. He's coming to ruin everything.)

"Heya, Vinnie!" The ninja grinned brightly at him.

"Hn." He regarded the ninja. ",What plan? Is there any way I might be of assistance?"

(Hn? I give him one of my best- the best!- smiles in the whole wide world and all he can respond with is HN? Well, I guess my White Rose beauty just made him speechless. Eat that, Popsicle Lady. Nyuk,nyuk.)

"Yuffie thinks you have a tattoo."

(Don't say that! What happened to the plan?)

"And she wants to see it."

Vincent looked at the ninja with nothing short af a picturesque Vin-Vins the Vampire Glare.

"Have mercy on me, geat vampire!" The ninja shrieked, jumping over the bar to hide. "Please! Don't kill me! I'm too young and beautiful to die!"

"I'm not intent on killing you." He said, and looked at her with those but-if-you-ever-call-me-a-vampire-again, I-might eyes.

"Oh, cool." The laughed nervously, standing up and righting herself. "Well, what is it?"

"Hmm?"

"Your tattoo? What is it?"

"Oh." He said, rolling up his sleeve, revealing what was indeed a tattoo, in Wutaiin writing. The ninja grinned wide.

Because it was her name.

And then, for no apparent reason-to the rest of the world anyway- started laughing her tiny ninja butt off.

A completely random man walked up and greeted Tifa, and asked her for a Scotch, and upon seeing Yuffie, asked that Tifa give her one, too.

The barmaid smiled, saying ", She's underage, Frank."

"She's been sneakin' your liquor, then." He smirked, slurring, and walked away.

******Did you like it? I just thought it was a cute idea. This is dedicated to The-Windflower-Fairy, because she mad my day brighter today, and she is very supportive. You go, girl! I heart you!

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