A/N: I needed a break from The Highway Man's sad and serious story. I had the idea for this short little fic in my head for a while. I hope you like it!
"Oh, come on, Vinny! Just for me!! Please!" Yuffie was bent at the waist staring into the unmoving face of Vincent. She was hell-bent and DETERMINED to get him to tell her how he felt. She called it: Operation - Get Vinny to share his feelings time. She was failing miserably. Vincent just stared at her with an empty expression, and all it did was piss her off.
"Vincent Valentine, if you do not tell me how you feel right now, I'll be forced to do something that I know you won't want me to do!" Yuffie cried out for the whole bar to hear, and Vincent saw Tifa turn to look at them weirdly. He knew that Yuffie would do something stupid, rash, or stupid and rash. It was only a matter of time with Yuffie. He decided not to budge.
"Yuffie…. I don't need to share anything with you. I choose to." Vincent replied finally, looking over at Marlene and Barrett playing Uno. Barrett was loosing repeatedly. Then he turned his attention to Red and Reeve having a conversation, and they both seemed to ignore Denzel as he tried to get in on the conversation. Then Vincent spotted Cid and Shera having a very quiet conversation, about what he could only surmise. But he knew it was unlike the Chain-Smoking Captain to be quiet. They were sitting at one of the tables, turned to each other. He chose to move his attention else were before it got too private.
He spotted Cloud alone, doing the same thing he was doing: watching everyone. The former Leader was nursing a beer, and Vincent couldn't really recall a time that Cloud drank. He decided that Cloud was bothered by something and just when he decided to go talk to Cloud, he felt a sudden weight in his lap. Looking down toward his lap, he saw Yuffie, sitting on his thighs.
"I warned ya, Vinny," was all the young Ninja said, smirking. She pushed her now lengthening hair back, and wrapped her slender arms around his neck.
Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Oh shit. Vincent was very nervous now, and his eyes went a little wide as he frantically looked around the room, trying to find anyone that would actually help and not laugh.
Then, before he knew it, Yuffie was kissing him. And he wasn't sure what to do so he put his arms around her petite waist and then he realized he was kissing her back and oh man, she tasted good. He pulled Yuffie closer, and he bit her bottom lip gently, begging for entrance. She opened her lips slightly, and his tongue took the bait.
"Wooh! PAY UP, Shit head!" Barrett was laughing his ass off, and walked over to Cid, clapping him on the back. Cid looked over at Yuffie and Vincent, and hi eyes nearly popped out of his head. Kinda like if you put a thousand pound brick on his head and watched his eyes slowly bug out and then pop out of the eye sockets. Cid grumbled loudly, and then fished in his wallet out 100 gil. He handed it to Barrett with a sigh.
Yuffie suddenly pulled away, a huge smile on her lips. "So. How do you feel now?" She looked very happy, and a beautiful blush colored her cheeks.
Vincent smiled. And then a rich laugh bubbled up his throat. Everyone in the room turned to stare, even Shelke.
"Yuffie… I'm happy." He supplied, smiling slightly as his arms wrapped around her. "But how do you feel?" He looked at her critically, analyzing her pretty face.
Yuffie blushed again. Stammering, she said, "I…I'm - I'm happy too." She looked at him shyly, and then kissed him again; it was shorter and sweet. Vincent and Yuffie wouldn't have it any other way.
A/N: short and sweet! I may or may not add a second chapter, but until I decide on that, this is a completed one shot. Review, please!