Katori: Augh this chapter was a pain to write, it started off in first person point of view but I found I was making her to childish and I didn't want to portray her as the brat I was making her. She's 20 in this fic for goodness sakes! Then I tried third person and I liked it, until I realized that she sounded too old and not like herself at all. THIS IS MY THIRD TRY AND IT'S THE BEST I CAN DO! So I think this is good; she's much more mature AND she still acts somewhat the same.

Another thing that pissed me off was how I started the fic, it's kind of confusing but I hope you read through because it gets MUCH, MUCH better about 10 paragraphs down. I wrote it from the first draft P.O.V so it made a bit more sense when Yuffie was thinking to herself.

I ALSO realized that Vincent is portrayed differently like many different people. My portrait of him as a lot to do with his DoC voice actor; if I can't see him saying that or doing it in my mind I think it's OOC. So you'll find him very cold towards Yuffie for the first little while until he warms up to her again. I'm not trying to rewrite FFVII but, I'm trying to draw off of Vincent's AC and DoC characters because I find it easier to write.

He's really nice to her though! Its DEFFINATLY YUFFENTINE! And I think all those who like Daredevil/Electra the movies would love this, though, neither of them die, and their relationship isn't based on sex so much…. So Yuffentine, and because I find it cute; Clouris (Cloud x Aeris, you'll see why!)

Sin: Rated T for safety and Katori Tsubasa owns NOTHING except for the clothes on her back, the computer she's writing this on, and the characters that are new. OH and this fiction is Action/Adventure, Romance, Comedy!

Katori: Oh, so YOU'RE back…

Sin: Why I'm so upset! You think I'd let you go through a fanfiction without giving my expert opinion? The readers LOVE me!

Katori: Yeah, like a kick in the ass they do…

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I have given, I have given and got none

Still I'm driven by something I can't explain

It's not a cross, it is a choice

I cannot help but hear his voice

I only wish that I could listen without shame

Let it Rain

Amanda Marshall

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Emotion:

Reflective

It was rather embarrassing for her to sit back and think of all the things she'd ever thought of or done with the vampiristic man. Not that she had, Leviathan forbid, ever had sex with him or anything to the magnitude. It was just that looking back on the past four years and all the stupid things she had said made a blush rise to her cheeks. All the childish things she had grown out of, and the ones she knew she would never outgrow. Things she'd rather not remember; like how she had once tried pictured him in a duck suit then couldn't look him in the eye for a week without laughing. Where this had come from she'd never know; sometimes she wondered if a monster had hijacked her brain and made her think such ridiculous things, perhaps Chaos could jump minds? Oh God, she hoped not; Vincent once told her that Chaos was rather perverted…

"Geesh, listen to me, I sound like I'm 50…" Yuffie ran a hand through her now shoulder-length hair and sighed, "I just wish I could have gotten to help him instead of annoy him and make him think of me as a child…"

Yuffie Kisaragi smiled to herself, she touched the cold worn steps she was sitting on with her fingertips and then expelled a breath. "Funny," She mused, "It's been four years since the real death of Sephiroth and the fall of the ShinRa company," her eyes glazed over as she reminisced, "Two years since Kadaaj and his group of flunkies tried to resurrect Sephiroth and Geostigma was healed…" She trailed off suddenly, and when she did speak, her voice was small and distant, "And one year since Weiss tried to destroy the planet and Vincent finally gained control over Chaos……. Lets see, it's been seven months since any of us have seen Shelke…… three months since I've made contact with anyone from Avalanche… last but not least… Two weeks since I've seen heads or tails of Mr. Vincent Valentine…"

It was all true, Vincent went off after about the fourth month of his return, Yuffie couldn't blame him though, it was another reason for Cid and Barret to throw a plethora of parties that usually resulted in someone getting drunk and making a fool of themselves.

Thinking of the man always stirred something deep within the Wutai Ninja, but she could never understand why. Sure, she knew she had this small crush thing for him when they were in Avalanche but anyone knew that Vincent would never let it grow beyond companionship. Yuffie had spent the past four years convincing herself that it was just puppy love, but the odd thing was, it never went away. Weren't these things just supposed to fade away, or was she feeling something more-?

'Oh, stupid thoughts girl, get a grip! Think about… the weather! Yeah!'

It was a warm but stormy night in which Yuffie Kisaragi sat on the worn wooden steps of the ShinRa mansion in seek of shelter. It was not that she was uncomfortable with the rain; in all truthfulness, she loved storms with a passion.

Yuffie had always thought that storms were magnificent, the rain was really soothing to her. She had loved when the lightning hit and counting the seconds until thunder fallowed. The way the whole sky lit up, that there is no pattern ever the same, the way the rain feels so cool against your skin. People had always called her weird because of this; when she was younger, her mother would take her out in the middle of the storm and she would swing Yuffie around in her arms… then her father would yell at her to get back inside before they caught pneumonia, her dad had always been a stick in the mud.

What she silently wouldn't give to go back to her childhood and relive the simple pleasures in life. Her dad changed after her mother died; every time she had tried to go out into the rain he would yell at her and drag her back under the roof. After that he wouldn't look at his daughter for a few days, never talk or make eye contact. He was in denial of his wife's death; he never wanted to be reminded whereas Yuffie always tried to remember. Deep inside, her biggest fear was forgetting her and not remembering her face; her laugh; her voice.

She sighed heavily, tucked her knees closer towards her chest and listened as the rain hit the stone steps in front of her. It was pleasantly warm out, which created a small bit of fog on the ground; not much just enough to swirl around your ankles. 'Why would anyone not love this weather; it's so refreshing and calming.' She thought to herself, lifting up her chin just so to hear the rain better. She wished she could go out into the water, but Tifa had taken her clothes to be cleaned and didn't tell Yuffie before she decided to leave the next morning. Her only clue to this was a message on her phone that said: 'Say Yufs, you missing something?'

When the rain started, she had been near the old house, so she called Vincent's cell to see if he was there on order to let her in, but as usual he didn't pick up. She had called him plenty of times after she had heard of him FINALLY getting a cell phone. But after a certain message he had given Cloud; she found it best to only phone when she absolutely needed to talk to him.

It wasn't like she was miraculously a sophisticated, highly thought of woman now; she was still the same hyper and bubbly girl she always was. She had just come across some changes in her life that she would rather not mention to anyone. Things that had certainly changed her from the teenager to the 20 year old she had become.

Yuffie reached into her pocket and pulled out a special materia, running her fingers over the smooth surface before clutching it into her palm. It was the white materia, the materia that Aeris had before she passed away. It had fallen into the depths of the water at the City of Ancients and Yuffie had to go diving to find it.

"I wonder," she spoke aloud to herself to keep herself company, "If maybe it's my turn, to think, me, lil' old Yuffie finally gets to be the star of the show…"

This was the first materia that she had ever gotten for a pure and honest reason; she hadn't killed or stolen this materia, and he knew that if Aeris was still alive she would have agreed to let her keep it.

It had all started two months ago when Yuffie had been traveling through the mountains of Da Chao in order to get away from Wutai. She had planned to go to Tifa's house to stay there for a while until her father cooled down.

Yuffie had been ambushed by a huge group of member from an organization that loved the color Blue. Every member had a form of weapon and had on a outfit much like those from an army.

The 'leader' had addressed her as Yuffie Kisaragi and told her to tell them where the white materia was. She had laughed in their faces and told him to go to hell before she sent them there. It was apparent that they were going to use it for some form of evil purpose and Yuffie would NEVER let them use Aeris' materia in vain.

She had fought them off and ran her way into the mountains and barely stopped for rest until she was safely on the other side and on her way to Tifa and Cloud's. Once there she quickly phoned Cid and told him to get her to the City of the Ancients as fast as his 'Old bucket of bolts' could take her. She didn't have time to explain why she needed to go, but everyone caught on to the importance when she stared at them with a serious face and told them she would be back for her things. She had even been surprised by her own maturity when it came down to this new threat and the White materia… she wondered what this stupid bunch of men wanted with it, but then quickly shook that idea away. She was going to make sure she didn't even get the chance to ask, she was used to traveling, and when it came down to the time of confrontation, she would be ready to kick some ass!

The trip there was uneventful until she had arrived in the city and jumped into the holy waters to grab it. Once she had emerged the troubles began to arouse, she had been attacked multiple times and in the process Cid had been injured. Not only that, they had fallowed her to Tifa's town and if she stayed there any longer she would be sure to put her friends in danger.

So here Yuffie was, constantly on the move from these freaks who hadn't even bothered to name themselves and simply left their name as the anonymous organization.

"This is getting me no where, I can't very well ask Tifa and Cloud for help either; they're too busy running the bar and the delivery service to uproot their lives just to help me with these trouble makers. Damnit, looks like it's just me on this one…"

With that thought settled in her mind, she once again began to look back at what had also been plaguing her mind as of late. With the illness and death of her father, to these strangers who were after Aeris' materia even to the thought of marriage was making Yuffie's head spin.

It was on that night as she listened to the raindrops, see the crack of lightning and wait for the thunder afterwards that it was hard for her to not reminisce. She was turning 20 in only a few months and so much had happened in her lifetime that she wasn't sure if she could handle settling down like her chief advisor had requested. She lived for the moment, and thrived on the challenges, trivial things life finding a husband and ruling Wutai just didn't appeal to her yet. It wasn't until she found the perfect man that she would even consider marriage.

'I don't want to yet, as soon as you do it stays that way for the rest of your life. I want someone who I can commit to and know that they aren't just marrying me for my title… oh who am I kidding? What kind of guy would be so selfless as that? I guess Vince but…'

Which brought her back to her thoughts of Vincent, she wasn't quite sure why her thoughts of marriage had abruptly brought her to thinking of him. All that she knew was that the man was nowhere to be found and she certainly wasn't going to go out looking for him.

She and Vincent had always seemed to be on different pages, only once or twice had they ever flipped to the same page at the same time. She wondered if it was because of their age difference, or their outlooks on life, it never stopped her from trying to get to know him. From the small things she did manage to annoy out of him; he seemed like a good person, and an interesting one as well.

Sometimes, when they were placed on watch duty together they would talk for a while, only a few words were exchanged until they lapsed into silence. It was odd; she normally would have been bored shitless if it was anyone else; and start to complain but when he was there, she felt like she should just keep her mouth shut, the silence felt right, it felt perfect to her.

"Gods," She muttered aloud, "Why am I even here? This was a horrible idea, what if Vincent WAS here? It was just be awkward again, I mean I think he's a gentle person on the inside; he's suffered through so much and I want to help him… But he so stubborn! He won't let anyone in!" She stomped her foot on the steps for emphesis.

One of those few times where she had time to spend with him was during their 'mission' about a year ago, but even then she had been completely cast to the side for Shelke. She hated the thought of her actually being jealous of the girl, Shelke should have been 20 this year, same as her, but because of the mako infusion, her body had stopped aging around the age of 14 or 15. It had taken about 5 years for her body to begin to fully rely on Mako, and three months after she stopped taking it for her to be able to live everyday life without being weak. The thing that aggravated her the most was the fact that Yuffie had known Vincent for years, and then miss my-sister-just-died-for-me-and-I-don't-care waltzes in and gets Vincent to let his past go!

She couldn't sit anymore, some form of rage that had been building up in her needed release…. And that release was kicking the wooden door back off it's hinges. Whoever the hell said kicking the crap out of things didn't solve anything obviously didn't have to live HER life!

She stopped and gaped at the whole in which the door once stood.

"Why…. Why am I so mad….. am I really that jealous of her? Why? Shelke went to live with Red…and Vince… he… he left without caring…" Nothing but the sound of rain answered her, she placed her hand over her chest, "Maybe… it's just that… it only took her a week to accomplish what I did in three years… I must think of her as a threat. No!" She shook her head. "No! No! He's only a crush, why do you care so much, he doesn't matter to you, he's just a friend!... Or that's all he'll ever be…." Her hand fell to her side and she stared dejectedly at the ground.

The Ninja plopped back down to her former seat and blew the bangs out of her eyes, "This is just stupid…" She muttered to the rain, "I'm such a basket-case…" she smiled sadly and looked out across the stormy atmosphere, "Well, at least she'll never have that memory…"

Sometimes when no one was watching Yuffie would go out on top of Tifa's bar and stand on the roof as it rained. Then after she'd sneak into the room she was given and change into dry clothes; her excuse was always that she had a shower. There was only one time when she wasn't alone, that was the time she walked up onto the roof to find a man clothed in a tattered crimson cloak, soaked to the bone. Upon further inspection; Yuffie found out it was Vincent; his face upturned as the rain poured onto his face; a serene expression adorned his features. He looked so relaxed, no muscle was tensed, the rain had washed everything away from him. In that instant Yuffie was sure that he felt the exact way she always did; like they was just regular people in the world without a care at all.

She just watched him; she didn't know what her expression presented, but on the inside her heart wanted to reach out to him; he used the rain as a let out as well. Something so small that no one, not even herself had never stopped to consider before; Vincent Valentine a.k.a vampiristic brooder, and Yuffie Kisaragi, the Ninja brat; had something in common.

She looked at him in a new light after that moment; he looked so approachable, he was just a guy and she was just a girl… well… a scrawny tomboy-ish girl anyways. It was that time, and those on guard duty, the missions they had together, they were like separate days of the year, ones only they shared.

She had walked another step onto the roof to alert him of her presence, his eyes snapped open and he fixed her with a dark look before he realized it was only her and not a threat.

He looked like he was about to ask her why she had come onto the roof; but trying to explain to him would be pointless. It's impossible to explain WHY she liked the rain, she just did. Like how some people don't like spiders, and how some liked a certain food and others hated it.

"It's nice," She told him, cutting him off before he could open his mouth, or maybe he already did, No one could see it with that high collar on his cape. "The rain, it's really calming isn't it?" He looked naturally surprised, which was a huge change for his usual stotic expression.

She had held out her palm and let the water hit it, feeling the cool drops wash over her and for a second it was as if he wasn't even there.

(Flashback)

"Do you come up here often?" It was her turn to be shocked, for the vampire-er Vincent had actually talked to her in what had seemed like years. Had it truly been that long since the defeat of Sephiroth… a year?

"Yes, I love it up here, I usually come up when it's raining or when the sky is clear." She did not know why she was telling him this, but the words just spilled out, "I love it when it was hot during the day and I come up here and see the stars, they look gorgeous, and I can see the constellations. I used to study them when I was back home…" She trailed off realizing that she was babbling then looked at him sheepishly, feeling a rare emotion bubbling in the pit of her stomach. She normally never apologized for over-talking, but then again, Vincent never told her to shut up like Cid did. "Sorry I got carried away," Yuffie apologized, like someone like him would care about something like the constellations…

"You and I must just miss each other then," He comments brought her from her thoughts, "I like to come up here as well…" he looked up into the sky once more, seeming to be lost in the rain again. She smiled, thinking that this is probably an indication that it's HIS turn to get the roof, she could catch the rain tomorrow; it was supposed to rain all weekend. A small part of her told her to ignore that fact and stay out with him, but her common sense told her to get the hell off the roof lest she make a bigger fool of herself.

"I guess I can go grab a few shows on the TV in the spare room before I fall asleep." Yuffie remembered thinking that.

Yuffie Kisaragi turned to leave him be, not that she wanted to, but she wasn't sure if she could make heads or tails of her new discovery. She decided that maybe she would meet up with him later when she wasn't in such a confused state of mind. She had just reached the fourth step when she heard the creak of the bars she was stepping on. She firmly grasped the handle bars and tried her weight on the steps again. Another groaning sound emitted from the steel and she began to worry that maybe the stupid rusty bars were finally going to give out. Tifa had been yelling at Cloud to fix them earlier that day.

Before Yuffie could even think to move back onto the roof, the step clamored down and she sank through the space she was once standing on. She smashed her knee as she fell through and felt the pain shoot up her leg and then as her head smacked the step behind her. She hissed out a string of curses that would make CID proud, grabbed the bar to stop her fall and then slowly climbed up onto the steps.

She felt a huge cut that the step had placed on her back and knew she was bleeding rather heavily. Yuffie grabbed the slippery railing and slowly got to her feet gritting her teeth together to try to ignore the pain that wracked through her body.

She cursed herself for not watching her step earlier, it was another stupid mistake, and if she had watched someone else fall down the stairs she probably would have laughed because no one else fell down the stairs except her.

As she continued to make her way down the steps she felt her heart plummet into her stomach as she slipped down the fourth last stair. She squeezed her eyes shut and waited for the impact only to have two arms wrap around her and then the rain was gone and replaced with a dry warmth. She slowly opened her eyes to find that she was in a room and that she had come though the window.

It took her a second to realize that Vincent was holding her and she was getting him all bloody and soaked. She inwardly groaned at how childish he must think of her now; she could handle being humiliated by Cid or Tifa but not Vincent Valentine. She choked out another apology, but all she got in response was the typical silence.

He set her down on his bed and left the room without a word. She supposed he was trying to let her have the last bit of her dignity by leaving her to herself.

She blinked, being light headed and confused, she paused a few moments to listen as voices were whispered downstairs, oh wonderful; she could just hear Cid and Barret now; 'She fell down the stairs AGAIN!' So she began the trek back to her room, which was diagonal to his down the hall. She sucked in a breath and gingerly tested her weight on her leg with the injured knee and found that it hurt. A LOT!

She knew Vincent wouldn't want her to get his carpet even more dirty so she limped over to the door and came face to face with the man who had just saved her life.

"Oh, um, I'm sorry, ya'see I was getting up to leave and well I'm getting this room all wet, so I didn't want to upset you-" she tried to look for some excuse, but it all came out a jumbled mess because of the splitting headache she was experiencing "-I was just going over to my room to get cleaned up, I'll leave right away…" She made to step around him, thinking that enough damage was already done but was shocked to have him pick her up bridal style and walk over to the bed once more, she began to panic a little "Wait, what are you-"

He slowly lowered her down onto it and pulled out a gauze and ointment from his pocket, he ordered her to keep still as he bandaged her leg and placed the disinfectant on it.

Yuffie flinched as the gel began it's job; making her feel like it was eating her alive instead of healing her. She bit her lip and waited for it to pass over, her head was pounding with a splitting headache.

After he was done bandaging her leg he placed his hand behind her and slowly lifted her into a sitting position; careful of her wound.

"Cure 2…" He muttered underneath his breath and Yuffie felt the slit up her back slowly begin to close and that pounding between her eyes lessen. She stared at him; surprised that he had actually helped her and not told Tifa to do it.

"Thank You," She whispered meekly, her fingertips brushing against his human arm as he slowly let her go, she pretended not to notice as she looked into his eyes and grinned as childishly as she could.

"Lie down," He told her softly, retracting from her touch and standing up to become the cold man he usually was, "You need your rest," he walked over to the corner of the room and took a seat in a rather uncomfortable looking seat.

She obliged as she felt a drowsy sleepiness fall over her like a blanket. She slowly laid down to not reopen her wound and closed her weary eyes and snuggle into the warmth of the blankets.

The last thing Vincnet heard before she fell to sleep in his bed was; "You got the comfier pillows…"

Yuffie had woken up hours later to hear whispers voices in the room, she had distinguished Tifa's soft but lively tone along with Vincent's dark and throaty tenor. They were talking about how he had found her falling down the slippery steps just outside his window.

Yuffie groaned inwardly as Tifa stifled a giggle at how Yuffie had fallen down another set of stairs. She shifted slightly and hoped neither noticed, but her small hope was crushed when Vincent commented on her being awake.

"How are you feeling?" Asked Tifa worriedly as the young ninja moved her hand to brush her bangs out of her face.

"Fine I suppose…" She whispered hoarsely, blinking a few times to get the sleep out of her eyes, she noticed that the only light in the room was coming from a small candle on the bedside table. "What time is it?"

"Eleven," Vincent interjected, he turned to face the crippled woman, his arms crossed across his chest ad his eyes searching hers, "The electricity went out and hour ago." He decided to fill her in on this as well.

Yuffie made the shape of an 'O' with her mouth and slowly pulled the covers back and tried to get up from the bed. "Where are you going?" Asked Vincent tonelessly.

"T-to my room…" she told him like it was the most obvious thing in the world, "You need to sleep and I'm taking up your bed! You DON'T want to sleep on the couch, that thing is as hard as a rock, and that's only if you beat it first!" She sent an apologetic look at Tifa for this but the bar keeper knew it to be true and waved it off.

Vincent took the whole five steps to make it over to the side of his bed and lightly pushed her back into a lying position.

"You have a barely healed smashed knee to deal with, along with a slight concussion, and a barely closed wound up your back, all you will do is cause more inconvenience if you move around and reopen them." She flinched at the bluntness and truthfulness of his words, he always found a way to make her seem like a child, she crossed her arms across her chest and pouted to fit the part.

She reluctantly laid back down and she caught the amused look Tifa has sent her but she decided to ignore that for the time being. She heaved a huge sigh and reached up to untie her headband so the knot wouldn't dig into the back of her head.

It had taken her about a week to fully recover, and during that time Vincent had slept in the chair in the corner of the room. Yuffie had only awoken once to find him asleep and then turned to face his sleeping form. She remembered how tense he looked, she wasn't sure if she should wake him from his dream but decided against it.

"Sweet dreams…" She had whispered softly to him and then rolled over and closed her eyes once more.

Little did she know that he had heard her and after a few minutes of listening to her steady breathing he whispered it back to her, his expression unreadable in the dark.

It had been the next morning in which Tifa had come into the room to find Yuffie on her feet, tying back her hair with her headband and as chipper as her normal self.

Tifa sat on the edge of Vincent's bed and asked Yuffie exactly what had happened for her to fall down the stairs. Yuffie grinned sheepishly and scratched the back of her head in attempt to hide her embarrassment.

Vincent walked into the room with the PHS and gave it to Tifa without a word, in an instant the room was filled with the sound of Barrets loud voice.

"HEYA TIFS! SO HOW'S THE BRAT! I HEARD SHE FELL DOWN THE STAIRS AGAIN!" This was where his huge booming laughter came from the end of the receiver and Tifa had to hold it as far away from her ear as possible.

Yuffie gave Vincent a mortified look.

"You TOLD him!" She cried incredulously, forgetting all about her previous discomfort around him. "I can't BELIEVE you people, you WANT me to be ridiculed for the rest of my freaking life!" she threw her arms in the air for emphasis.

Tifa hurriedly whispered a goodbye to Barret and looked up to see Yuffie crossing her arms in a huff, and Vincent…. Well…. He didn't really have an expression on actually.

"Sorry, so you mind telling me what happened now?"

Yuffie sighed, "Well I was going to… check this creak up on the roof," She was lying so far, "And I saw it was nothing so I went to come back down on the catwalk, only problem was that the stair collapsed underneath me and I fell-"

"WHAT?" Tifa screeched, standing up and spinning around to stalk over to the door. "CLOUD STRIFE YOU GET YOUR ASS UP HERE THIS INSTANT!" She yelled down the stairs; anger very noticeable in her expression and voice.

Yuffie decided to stay very quiet until Cloud came up the stairs and then Tifa proceeded to yell his ear off about how it was HIS job to fix the stairs. "YUFFIE SMASHED HER KNEE FALLING THROUGH THEM!" Was her final sentence as Cloud cringed from the ringing in the air from her screaming.

"Heh, um…. I forgot?" Cloud tried to put on the most innocent face he could until Tifa decided it best to chase him out the room threatening to beat him over the head with her frying pan.

Yuffie blinked. Vincent blinked. Yuffie blinked again.

"That was…. Erm……. Interesting…." Yuffie managed to cough out.

"Indeed," Agreed Vincent, for the first time in a long time, the two shared an understanding, "Yuffie," His voice was warm as he turned towards her, she felt her cheeks reddening as he stared intently at her.

"Y-yeah?"

"Are you sure you're alright, I saw you fall through those stairs…"

Yuffie grinned, she was surprised, but at the same time, she was kind of glad that he actually cared about her.

"Yeah Vince, I'm just peachy… say…. And, uh….. thanks…" She was turning a rather interesting shade of pink, "For… for looking after me…"

(End Flashback)

Rather suddenly a presence alerted her that someone bloodthirsty was nearby, and that they had found her. She estimated around ten or fifteen men each with the intention of killing her.

"Oh well," She said aloud, getting up and stretching casually, "It's not like this mansion was useful for anything else…" She decided to lead them onto thinking that the materia was in the old ShinRa estate.

With that she bounded off in the opposite direction; knowing that there wasn't a chance of them fallowing her in the storm and her great hiding skills. "Catch me if you can suckers!" She threw that over her shoulder and smirked, knowing they couldn't hear her.

They watched as she ran off before one solitary man stepped forward and narrowed his eyes from the pelting raindrops. He waved his hand back to the others behind him and then turned towards a slightly taller man and nodding his acknowledgement.

"It's in the Mansion," He called back to his men and then turned towards the other; smirking slightly, "Soon Hiros, soon we will be able to test out our experiments on the Holy Materia."

There was a chorus of "Yes, Mr. Keith," And then they all began surveying the mansion grounds in order to find a way to get into the boarded up house.

The other man pulled out a small black capsule from his pocket and gazed down at it almost lovingly. Hiros seemed to ignore the other shadowed man's chit chat and focused his attention onto his precious black vile.

The dozen or so other men slowly entered the mansion and began riffling through the dark and decaying building.

"Do NOT touch the experiments or papers! Those are useful in our mission! Report all experimental findings to myself or Hiros!" Ordered their leader, Keith, dispatching their numbers throughout the mansion quickly, not wanting the neighborhood to be alerted of their presence.

Hiros put the black vile away and looked into the direction the ninja had escaped from, in the depths of his mind he could feel it. The Holy Materia wasn't in the Mansion, but useful information was and soon he would corner the brat and use his new experiment on her.

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I have been a witness to the perfect crime

I Wipe the grin off of my face to hide the blame

It isn't worth the tears you cry

To have a perfect alibi

Now I'm beaten at the hands of my own game

Let it Rain

Amanda Marshall

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Katori: Wow, first chapter done and second quickly to fallow! I want to get the first three chapters done before I post this. Well. R&R! MORE YUFFENTINE NEXT CHAPTER! I hope it's not too hard to fallow, I think maybe I should make it easier to understand…. It looks like you don't really get a chance to see what the story is about until the end of the chapter…. Hmn……I also was playing DoC and realized that Yuffie is MUCH more DRAMATIC!

Sin: Ha, ha! You're going to have to re-write it! AGAIN!

Katori: Gods, don't you have anything BETTER to do with your time then annoy me?

Sin: I don't know about you, but your mind is a boring place, there isn't even a deck of cards in here, it's not like I could play solitaire or anything…

Katori:………….Yeah…. Well….. whatever…

Sin: You know, this is going to be your… what… fourth yuffentine?

Katori: ah, but this one has a STORYLINE!

Sin:…. Right…. So…. Listen here mortals, Review this stupid fic so we can get on with our lives!