Summary: Yuffie isn't popular, no, far from that. She's an outcast, a punk. But will a chance meeting with the oh-so popular Leon change all that? (SquallxYuffiexCloud) Many other parings.

Rated for language.

Bittersweet Emotions

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"You break mine, I'll break yours."

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Prologue: The Great Ninja Yuffie

"Come on, get your skinny asses over here, I'll take you on," Yuffie threatened, winking at them from her sitting position on the fence. Her chin-length raven black hair swayed in the light breeze that passed through the area, blowing in her eyes making it hard to see. Her deep, dark brown eyes glared daggers at them. The threats from her continued.

"Who do you think you are acting so tough, Yuffie?" the blonde asked, running his hand through his hair. He ran his slim fingers over the scar across his face. "You're just a punk girl with an attitude, an outcast."

"That's The Great Ninja Yuffie to you," she spat. "You and Axel talk tough, but can you walk with it?" She jumped down gracefully, landing on her two feet with elegance. She reached into her pocket to retrieved two throwing daggers that shined in the light of the sun, their sharp tips gleaming in the light.

"You little--"

"Seifer, Axel, want to play?" she asked tauntingly, motioning for them to come closer. They stepped forward, anger quickly filling them. She smiled at this, pissing them off wasn't hard at all, which she enjoyed. She threw her two daggers at them, cutting them both on cheek. They charged forward, gripping their metal bars tightly in their hands.

Yuffie jumped up back onto the fence, dodging their ruthlessly weak attack. She stuck her tongue out at them, and fell down the other side of the fence, taking off to the dorms.

"Get back here you little who-"

"Seifer, come on, we'll take the other way around," Axel decided, pulling Seifer along with him, not allowing him to speak in opposing his choice.

Yuffie bolted to her dorm as fast as she could, not even daring to look behind her. Yeah, she was tough and could beat them up anytime. But she found out that making them mad was even more fun.

Her constant run slowed down to a walk as she appeared by the dorms. Many people walked by, glaring at her, or eyeing her with pity or disgust. She ignored it. She was use to this kind of attention by now. Not the, I love you Yuffie you're amazing attention, but the, you're such a freak or I pity you for your looks, attention. It never really bothered her, she was happy just being herself.

She slipped the key card into the door, watching as the red light turned to green. She turned the handle and walked in, shutting the door quietly behind her. Clothes of all sorts and colors lay amongst the floor, a few pairs of shoes tucked underneath them to be hidden from the world. In other words; it was a mess.

Yuffie flopped down on her bed and brought the soft pillow up to her face, lying her head down to rest on it, closing her eyes.

Today just wasn't her day. She got into two fights with the most annoying kids in the whole school, and the preps, especially Rinoa and Selphie, tried to talk to her. She ignored them like usual. Yuffie was never the one to talk to the preps. They were always crazy about their looks, it annoyed her. They were always wearing make up and straightening their hair so they could look perfect for the popular guys. Looks didn't matter, it was personality, right?

"Hey, it fits," Yuffie mumbled to herself. "Preppy bitches with preppy bastards." That's how she thought of them, and that's how it would forever stay in her mind. Yuffie was a punk, or in Seifer's words, an outcast.

She sat up, feeling a little dizzy. The whole day of events made her feel weak and weary. Two times today she ran blindly through the school trying to run from some kids she pissed off. Yuffie found it as pure amusement, but it did take a lot out of her. She stood up, walking over to her desk. Glancing down she noticed a picture frame covered up by computer papers. She moved them to the side and picked up the picture, examining it. It was a picture of Aerith, Zack, Riku, Sora, her, and Cloud. She frowned. The picture was taken two years ago, when they were in eighth grade. At that time Cloud still hung out with them, as outcasts. But ever since last year he started to hang out with the wrong group. The ones they hated the most.

She sighed, not wanting to think about old times. Even if she really did miss Cloud, it was far to late to save him now. He was her enemy, and forever he will be. It saddened her to know that, but the truth hurts. She put the picture back down on her desk.

"It's a new year, and I still don't have a dorm partner…heh," she spoke out to no one. Maybe trying reassuring herself that she was just to good for one. Or maybe just the fact that…she didn't want one or need one. "I'm The Great Ninja Yuffie! I don't need anyone!" Now she stood standing on her bed, her arm out with her fingers made into a peace sign, a smile forming on her face. "The great--ah!"

"Yuffie Kisaragi, open this door now!" came a gruff voice from outside her door. Yuffie stood straight up. It was Cid, the principal.

Aw, man, what'd I do this time?

"What do you want you old man?" she asked, opening the door and standing their with her hands behind her head. Standing there was Seifer with his arms crossed over his chest facing the other way and Axel with his hands in his pockets looking straight at her.

"Dang…"

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The worst has happened, she had been caught messing around and getting into fights with guys. Well, that wasn't actually the worst part. The worst was that she had to sit in Cid's office while he yelled at her about school behavior and that he smoked in her face while doing it. Smoking was prohibited on school grounds, but that never stopped him.

"Ok, ok, I get the point. Now would you stop smoking in my face," Yuffie complained, waving her hands back and forth using them as a fan to blow away the smoke. He nodded, but grabbed her wrist as she got up to leave.

"You have an one hour detention after school tomorrow along with Axel and Seifer."

"What! On the first day of school!" she complained.

Oh to joy…my favorite people in the whole world…

"Unless you rather it be one hour for the next month…"

"Fine, have it your way." She ripped her hand from his grasp and headed out the door.

"Yuffie, I almost forgot." She growled, but poked her head back into his office.

"What?"

"The secretary wanted to see you for something. I think it was about getting another person assigned to your dorm." Yuffie waved him off and left, heading over to the secretary's desk. She was mad enough as it is, now she had to get a dorm partner?

This day was turning out horribly wrong.

"Kisaragi, Yuffie I presume?" the secretary asked, looking through some folders. "I have your new dorm partner, hold on just a second. Go sit by Squall while you wait."

"It's Leon."

Yuffie slumped over and sat a few chairs away from him instead, slouching in her chair. Was life so cruel to her that she had to be in the same room as her worst enemy? She took that as a yes. Squallie, as she liked to call him, was a man as cold as ice. It was like he had no emotions, as if a zombie walked around the school day and night. The only time you would see him smile would be when he was hanging out with Cloud or his girlfriend Rinoa. Yeah, he was with them. The popular group.

"Oh how I wanted to smash those pretty boys faces into the dirt." Leon looked over at her with the same emotionless face, but she turned her head and ignored his gaze. "Don't worry, Squallie, that was meant for you to." She could tell he was flaring up with anger. Just what she wanted. That name annoyed the hell out of him.

"Leon."

She faced him, smiling. "Squallie."

He popped a vein. "Leon."

"Squallie," she cooed.

The secretary pounded on her desk calling Yuffie's name, clearly annoyed by the two's bickering. "Yuffie, meet your new roommate, Squall Leonhart."

She almost stopped breathing due to shock. "I can't be stuck with this guy! Can't you put him in another dorm! He's every girls idol in this school…ugh!" Yuffie scowled, crossing her arms over her chest. Her, a punk, was stuck with Squall, the popular kid. Oh, how life loved pissing her off. It had a knack for doing that. She swore God was against her. She looked over at him, he still had the same look on his face as before.

"Don't enjoy this to much," she whispered low enough so only he could hear her.

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Yuffie woke up to the bright sun shinning through her eyelids. She opened them, blinking a few times trying to get use to the creamy lights of the morning. She turned over in her bed. The memories of last night were still so vivid in her mind. Maybe a little to vivid for her liking.

Next to her lie Squall, still sleeping peacefully in his bed. He looked cute, just lying there bathing in the sunlight. A blush tinted her cheeks, but quickly faded away. Bad Yuffie, so what if he's hot. He's still your enemy. Remember that.

She was mad that she had to share her room with someone, especially the fact that it was her worst enemy. The guy she would do anything to just punch his face, even if it was just one time.

Her lips parted into a mischievous grin. "Maybe not that bad."

Beep beep

A growl emitted from Yuffie's throat, loosing her train of thought at that precise moment. "Turn off," she mumbled, hitting her alarm clock in many places. She was to lazy to get up and find the switch, and anyway, she felt much more comfortable in her bed.

"…"

Beep beep

"Turn off!" she yelled, pressing all the buttons she could find on the clock, hoping she'd hit the right one so that the annoying noise would go away.

"Your not welcome," came Leon's quiet morning voice. Yuffie looked up to see Leon bending over her bed with his fingers on the alarm clocks' off switch. If she were in an anime, she would have sweat dropped, but she wasn't. Instead, she ignored his help and pushed herself out of bed and got ready. She wore a long black shirt with Godsmack printed in bold reds on the front, with knee-long shorts.

"Sheesh, grumpy are we this morning?" she asked while combing her short black locks of hair.

"Shut up."

"Make me!" She threw the brush at him, gritting her teeth in the process.

"Shut up, your giving me a headache with your complaining." Leon rubbed his temples in annoyance and threw her brush to the side. Both of them thinking why did I get stuck with him/her at the exact same time.

"Aw, is Squallie getting a headache?" Without even replying to her, he walked past her and out the door.

"Loser." Feeling a bit lonely she grabbed her stuff and headed out the door as well, screaming Leon's name down the dorm hallways, hoping to piss him off. Boy, she needed some cheering up.

Secretly smiling to herself, she knew this year would be different. But she couldn't help but feel a pang at her heart as she thought about Cloud. She didn't want to have to see him again. He was so different…she just missed the old Cloud that always messed around with her. The one that use to skateboard with her in the halls to make the teachers mad.

"Screw him…he's just a preppy wannabe! The Great Ninja Yuffie is just to good for him!"

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A/N: Just a little background info on the story as there's a lot of things that might seem a little…awkward.

Girls and guys live in the same dorm, get use to it. ; ) Yuffie is a punk who only has a few close friends, most of them left last year so she's pretty lonely. She gets into fights a lot. That's a giver. And there will be other parings, but I still haven't quite figured them out yet. Each dorm has two beds, they are particulary large. Any other questions just e-mail me.

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