Title: Don't Leave Me
Author: You're looking at her.
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Rating: PG-13; gore and angst and some nudity and stuff.
Pairings: Vincent/Yuffie, though not implied.
Summary: Takes place in the Dirge of Cerberus timeline. Yuffie gets terribly injured in the bath, Vincent is there to help her. Pretty gory, luff.

All she had planned on doing was to take a bath. She was smelly; all she wanted to do was smell nice again! But things never do go as planned when Yuffie does something, do they?

The Shera was looking as lovely as ever on that day. Shelke was still occupying a room, never coming out, and Vincent was out on a mission. It was just Yuffie and Cid on the airship today, but Cid was too busy reading hentai magazines to pay attention to her whining. Deciding she had nothing better to do, and realizing that she smelled like chocobo shit, Yuffie decided to take a bath.

Taking a bath wasn't really something people think of as a dangerous thing. It's not really normal to get hurt taking a bath. It's supposed to be such a relaxing thing, right? Letting the bubbles tickle your skin -- the warm water relax your muscles.

Yuffie let the water run a little bit inside the tub before she put the plug in; that way the temperature would be just right. Not too cold; not too hot. Just right.

However, just as she was about to duck down into the bathtub to plug the drain, her foot gave a little slip, her knees buckled, and she found herself inside the bathtub too soon. The spout had ripped her shirt at the back, tearing her skin a little. Her breasts were partly exposed for the public to see, resting on her knees. Her head was positioned underneath the spout, covered by her upper body. Her bare feet held high in the air, twitching at the pain most of her body was experiencing. As Yuffie tried to wedge her way out of this mess, she found herself bumping her head on the spout again, and falling face first on the edge of the tub.

Yuffie's back wasn't the only thing that was bleeding now; her head starting to pound from the cut she received from bumping her head. Her hair was all disproportioned because of it too. It felt as if she had broken her back from the fall, since she couldn't move it without cringing at the pain.

As she fell backwards, lying in the tub that was filling up with warm water, it started to tickle her back where she had been cut, and soon started to writhe with pain as it seeped into her wounds. Yuffie couldn't help but let out a small shriek as the tub started to fill. She never would have thought she'd be in so much danger in a stupid bathtub.

She tried and tried to shut the tap off with a free arm that wasn't hurting, but her sore back prevented her from doing so. Yuffie's eyes started to water at the pain she was experiencing, as she withdrew her arm from above her. 'Never thought I'd die in a bathtub... what a lame death!'

Just as Yuffie was about to be plunged underwater by the still ongoing tap, she felt two muscular arms pull her out of the bathtub and lye her down on the ice cold floor. It was Vincent. Vincent Valentine.

Yuffie's hair was sprawled all over the floor, as her eyes started to sting from all the crying she had done. She could barely believe he was there; let alone that he saved her. 'How... embarrassing!'

"V-vincent..." was all she could mutter in her current state. The pain in her back and head was throbbing uncontrollably; making her body shake. She was...scared.

"It's okay Yuffie. You'll be fine. Just wait here while I go get a doctor," is all that he said while walking out of the doorway. He was as calm as ever.

'Vincent... don't leave me...' was all Yuffie thought of, before closing her eyes, and disappearing into darkness.