This one's really short, but that's how it's supposed to be. I'm depicting special moments in their relationship. All chapters will be short and sweet, but I plan to make up for that by posting as many chappies as my mind can lend me. Hope you enjoy this one. I'd like to think it's a Yuffentine, but it's not exactly mushy and there isn't a lot of fluff in it. Just a fun moment between them. I liked it. Hope you do too.

Disclaimers: Final Fantasy VII does not belong to me (as depressing as that may be). If it did, the story would center around Vincent and Yuffie, not Cloud and Tifa (not that I have anything against them), and they would be TOGETHER! Anyways, on with the story.

Warning: Some of the characters might be…well…out of character. I'm not too keen on keeping the characters in their supposed roles. I prefer to portray them as I would like them to be. Some of the times, it's the way they actually are and other times I just change them a bit. Hope you don't mind.

REMINDER: As a devoted reader, I always review the stories that I love, some in every chapter. So I expect the same from you. Just let me know what you think, whether it's positive or negative. Criticism makes you better. So please feel free to let me know what you think. And also, check out my C2 and forum dedicated to Yuffentine, Of Sharp Edges and Gunpowder. XOXOXO

Summary: Vincent is settled on beating her at this thing, but it may not be as easy as he thought.

Endless Moments: Stare

By Snipergal7

Rating: K

His eyes burned, already glistening with unshed tears from the monumental strain he was putting in them just to keep them open. He felt so childish doing this, he shouldn't feel this way. He shouldn't feel the need to indulge her. He should just let it go and be done with it. But no. His stupid pride wouldn't let him. It would never let him walk away from her knowing that she had beaten him. That she had the upper hand. Of course, that did not mean he wasn't feeling like an idiot at the moment.

The things this girl made him do! She was so infuriating. How it had started he had absolutely no idea, but he was going to end it. And he was going to win. He could see her straining just as much as he was, the effort making her forehead glisten with sweat. Her stare was just as relentless as his was. She was just as proud as he was, and he could tell by simply looking at her expression, that she was not going to relinquish either. He admired her for that. Had it been anyone else, they would probably be dead from fright at this point.

She was shifting, but her stare never wavered from his. She was most likely getting into a more comfortable position, since they hadn't moved much since it all started. She was closer now, and it was more difficult to persist this way. His eyes were starting to get unfocussed, but he refused to show any weaknesses. He could tell she was going through the same thing.

He knew he wouldn't be able to hold on much longer. His lids were falling. He could feel it coming. He had to do something. Anything. But as he began to desperately rack his brain for any possible way to make her stop, all thought processes became to a screeching halt as he felt, and saw, her plant her lips firmly against his in a quick kiss.

He was blown away. Had she just…kissed him? And she was still staring at him. He was so bewildered by the sheer awkwardness of everything that he did the only thing he could in such a situation.

He blinked.

"JA! Beat ya! You blinked, I win!" She shouted while quickly standing up and jumping around in sheer joy before walking back to the small camp they had set up to join the rest of their friends.

At those words, his mental processes began full force as the impact of her words finally registered in his flustered mind.

"Damn!"

Well, there you are. Hope you enjoyed it. I gotta say writing this was a lot of fun for me. I'll post as soon as I have my next story. Thanks a lot for reading. And don't forget to REVIEW! I need a little ego juice! Jejeje.

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