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For any of you that have felt the sensation of flying, you might understand what its like to be airsick. Or then again…maybe not, maybe you are one of those lucky and fortunate people never to feel this awful sensation. Yuffie was not one of these fortunate people. Every time they got aboard the Highwind Yuffie felt the sensations of flying. She felt it three times as bad as everyone else, and it was not a pleasant situation. Unless you think throwing up all over a friend's precious possession is a load of fun. Oh ya, sounds like lots of fun to me. You see Yuffie had a slight problem of airsickness, quite an unpleasant way to travel. But this flight it was going to be different. Oh yes…very different indeed. Yuffie had an idea, something to take her mind off the flight and make the ride pleasurable, or at least more comfortable.

Yuffie was up to something. The gang had stopped in Costa Del Sol for a little relaxation before continuing their hunt for Sephiroth. Hey, heroes need a little break now and then don't they? Anyway…Yuffie wasn't resting like the rest of them. She spent the time in Costa Del Sol sneaking around and doing things that were considered "not resting". Not really willing to give up their own resting to investigate what the sneaky ninja was up to everyone just let her continue with her strange behavior and passed it of as some weird teenage thing. Nor did they notice the young girl sneak a strange looking package aboard the airship. Upon boarding the airship Tifa noticed a funny smile on Yuffie's lips and felt that something strange really was going on and decided to question the young trickster.

"So….Yuffie…did you enjoy our little rest? You didn't really seem to be resting."

Yuffie pondered the question trying to think up a good answer. Why didn't she take some time to relax like any rational sane person would do? Maybe because she wasn't sane and defiantly not rational. Deciding that complaining would be the best response Yuffie quickly composed a complaint.

"Well how the hell am I supposed to relax knowing that we are going to hop back on this rust-bucket!? You know I don't fly well. Even thinking of it makes me sick." And as if to prove a point Yuffie's stomach choose that moment to churn and make all sorts of nice gurgling noises proclaiming that indeed it wasn't happy. Tifa chuckled lightly at her somewhat feeling sympathy for the poor little airsick ninja but not at all understanding the predicament she was in.

"Well do you think a tranquilizer would help? I think I have one around here somewhere." Tifa searched for the indicated drug (where I'm not really sure…where do they store all that stuff?) and handed it to Yuffie.

"Thanks Teef. I think I need this right now." Yuffie grabbed the tranquilizer and darted off to a spare room to lay down…takeoffs and landings were the worst and she definitely didn't want to be standing for that.

"See ya later Yuff." Tifa called after the retreating girl. She had completely forgotten about Yuffie's strange behavior at Costa Del Sol and proceeded to find a nice spot on the Highwind to stand. Somewhere far away from Cid and his cloud of smoke that followed him. That was just icky.

After everyone was boarded and settled, the sun slowly descended in the sky. Sleep soon overtook the Highwind crew and AVALANCE members and everyone settled down for the long ride to their next destination. Yuffie was not among the settled. After a quick nap upon boarding the Highwind, Yuffie was fully awake now. Quiet laughter echoed through the halls of the Highwind as she snuck to the unoccupied cabin. "Hehehehe. This is going to be good." Yuffie mumbled as she silently crept into the cabin. It was early in the morning, the time right before the sun comes up. On a normal day Yuffie would be snoozing like the rest of group, but not today. There was something more important going on. All her careful planning and sneaking in Costa Del Sol would pay off. Today she was going to combat her airsickness. In fact she hadn't really even noticed the churning in her stomach this morning. Her mind was too preoccupied with something else than to listen to her stomach. While this was good for Yuffie it meant certain chaos for the rest of the poor heroes who were usually on the receiving end of Yuffie's infamous plans. Yuffie fondly remembered an incident with Vincent and a pack of water balloons. "I almost didn't make it out of that one…but it was worth it.' Yuffie snickered to herself. But enough of reminiscing…back to the plan at hand.

Tiptoeing like a spy in enemy territory, Yuffie slowly made her way to the table in the center of the room. In her arms she held something, but it was too dark to see what exactly she was carrying. Could it be the strange package from Costa Del Sol? Setting the object upon the table she made her way back to the door and locked it. Interruptions would be most unappreciated and totally jeopardize the mission at hand. As to avoid notice she only flicked on one switch. It wasn't much light but enough to see by and that's all she needed. No need to alert anyone of her presence by giving them a nice big strobe light to follow. Yuffie approached the table and sat down in front of the object. She studied it intently, first just gazing upon it, and then turning it every which way as tough she were looking for something. It appeared to be an unopened box in front of her. It was a plain brown box, slightly large but small enough to carry under your arm. Whatever could be inside it?

Yuffie turned the box back to its original position. A long piece of tape starting on the side and working its way over the box and to the other side was the only thing keeping Yuffie from her prize. She slowly took out her little knife carefully concealed under her shorts and carefully sliced the tape holding the box together. The excitement was slowing mounting inside her, and she had to calm herself so she could carefully return her knife to its safe place without injuring herself. Taking a few deep breaths she successfully calmed herself enough to return her knife. Scolding herself for her silly burst of excitement she reasoned there was no need since she already knew what was inside. Shaking her head of all stray thoughts she turned her attention back to the box. This was the moment she had been waiting for. She gasped as she reached into the opened box and felt the coldness of the metal inside the box. She grasped the object with her small hands and lifted out of the box. There in her hands was the result of all her hard work and her newest toy. This was the answer to her airsickness, and the boredom that accompanied the airship. This was the answer to all her problems. She couldn't believe that she'd never thought of this before. It was the perfect plan, and now she had what she needed. Setting the metal object on the table Yuffie rubbed her hands together and grinned evilly as she looked upon the object in the flickering light. What a beautiful and most wondrous sight. She had been waiting to open this and put it to use since she snuck it on board. Oh she had plans for this new toy of hers, wondrous plans. Slowly stroking the shiny metal of the paintball gun she hummed to herself while searching around the gun for other supplies. She smiled and picked up a pair of goggles safely hidden in the box that just previously held the gun.

Strapping the orange tinted goggles on her head, she abandoned the gun for a short while to complete her uniform. The goggles were a good touch but just not enough for what Yuffie had planed. Scanning the room the ninja noticed a small closet in the corner of the room. She walked over to the closet and flung the doors open hoping to find something usable inside. 'What luck!' Yuffie thought. 'This must be where they keep the extra uniforms for the flight crew.' She opened the door and gazed upon the fight crew uniforms. They were one piece uniforms that were unattractive and a dull gray in color, obviously not meant for style. Instead of buttons a single zipper starting at the waist and zipped up to the neck was used. Yes they were very unattractive and clearly not made for women. But still, it was perfect. Shuffling through the garments the ninja sighed, all the uniforms where so large. 'Are all the crewmembers on steroids or something?' Yuffie reasoned as she looked at the last and smallest uniform. Finally she found one that might fit her. Fingering the shoulders of the garment Yuffie deemed it worthy and slid the garment off the hanger on which it sat. "Perfect!" she giggled quietly to herself as she took off her boots and stepped into the uniform. Carefully zipping it up she noticed it easily fit on over her regular cloths and even left a little extra room. The legs were a little long, but when tucked into her boots appeared to fit perfectly. When the uniform was secure she started her search for a pair of gloves. There had to be an extra pair somewhere in the closet. Sure enough there were a couple of pairs, and they all happened to be on the top most self of the closet. Sulking, she thought to herself 'curse my shortness' and proceeded to come up with a plan to acquire the gloves.

Ignoring the fact that she was in a room with several chairs, Yuffie rolled up the long sleeves of the uniform and prepared herself to jump. '1…2…3…Jump!' Grabbing on to the self she let a small smile touch her lips 'Victory is mine!' It wasn't for long. Unbeknownst to her the shelf was not attached in the back. The force of her weight pulling down in front caused the shelf to tilt forward sending a downpour of gloves on the small ninja. Surprised by the sudden turn of events Yuffie suddenly let go of the self and landed hard on her bottom. 'Thank goodness falling gloves are somewhat quiet' Yuffie thought as she looked at the door franticly waiting for it to open. Even though the gloves fell quietly, she didn't. Yuffie really didn't want her adventure to end before it even started. After several minutes of a staring contest with the door, she turned her attention back to the gloves. Sticking her tongue out at the problematic gloves scattered around her on the floor she pushed herself up and rubbed the spot where she landed. 'Ouch that is defiantly going to leave a bruise,' she silently thought as she pouted. Having successfully, if not gracefully, gotten the gloves down, she dropped to her knees and began to search through them to find a pair that fits. Five minutes later Yuffie pulled out the smallest looking pair. Sliding on the brown leather gloves she frowned. They were a little big, but they would have to do. Stuff tends to be too big when you are small. "Now my uniform is complete." She whispered silently to herself while readjusting the orange goggles so that they now sat comfortably on top of her head just over her bandana.

The paint gun lay silently forgotten on the table. It seemed as though the one light shining upon it did nothing but give the gun a more menacing look. It lay forgotten, but not for long. It was merely set aside until the costume had been completed. Turning her attention back to the gun Yuffie walked back to the table to make her final preparations. Searching the box once more Yuffie pulled out three jars of brightly colored paint that had gone unnoticed before in all the prior excitement. One jar held a dark navy blue paint, which reminded Yuffie of a darkened sky before a storm. Another held a vibrant green, the color the grass and healthy plants. But the third held Yuffie's color of choice, a deep red. Red, the color of blood. It would work perfectly for this little adventure of hers. Having chosen the perfect color she loaded the gun. Then slinging the gun over her shoulder she unlocked the door and walked back to her room as quietly as she could. She knew there was a mirror there and she wanted to see her completed look. Shutting her door quietly as to not wake the others, she walked over to the mirror and gazed upon it. Everything was perfect and in place. 'This is it' she thought to herself as she placed the goggles back to their proper place over her eyes. 'Wow do I look fantastic.' She smirked into the mirror. 'Nobody would ever suspect me. I'm poor little Yuffie, stuck lying on her back waiting for the flight to end so the airsickness will cease.'

"Well not today. Today I go vampire hunting."

Spiced it up a bit and reposted this first chapter. Planning on doing the same to the second…later though…to late now.
Third chapter in the process of being written.

Hopefully its better and I get more reviews so I have some motivation to finish it.

Thanks to my 2 reviewers so far. :)