Your Guardian Angel
Yuffie was unbalanced and it was perfect; always slipping and catching herself before she could face plant into a problem. It was just like walking on a tightrope, except that she was much higher up than the average performer.
Sora, on the other hand, could live life as if he were above the ground, suspended in the air. It was his wings, she'd noticed one day, protrusions from his back turned into brilliant, soft, white feathers that held him just over the streets.
They -those wings- were the main reason she loved her off center equilibrium, because whenever she wasn't able to catch herself, not most of the time but more than enough of the time, he would [catch her] and she would feel like the luckiest person alive.
AN: Well, well.
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