Cue Sparkles~
Yuffie had always said we are the strangest pair. No one really understands our relationship. It is uncommon, I'll admit it. We are opposites; there is no doubt about it. He is always covered in head to toe in grease while I am always the poster boy for cleanliness. He likes tea while I prefer coffee. He wears dull colors; My entire wardrobe is vibrant and dazzling. He grumbles and curses no matter who he is around; My manners are a bit more defined .The only thing we really have in common is the smell of smoke that sticks to our clothes. Sure, I find him to be disgusting at times. I'm sure he gets fed up with me too. It's inevitable.
"Kit-Kat, could you light one up for me?" his gruff voice cuts me out of my musings.
My hand lights up with fire, the tendrils not any longer with my fingers. He dips the cigarette into the flames and puts it to his lips, taking a deep drag. He pushes the smoke out and it floats around us like a curtain. Normally, this would be considered rude. But I know why he does it. He's letting everyone know that everything inside his cancer-cloud is his.
"You're gonna kill me some day, Highwind." I smirked, and leaned back against his chest.
Don't kill me. I had to do it. It just kept pestering at me…
The word was "smoke" this time. 6/50, I'm so far behind. ;D Expect a belated birthday one-shot to Jeanesis surfacing soon. Just gotta gather my thoughts. ;)
Disclaimer: You know what goes here. ;D I don't own a single thing; not even a pebble on the ground.
Love and Rockets,
TornAngelWings