Fantasy 2
"Yuffie, this is the best party we've had in months! Come on!" called Reno to her from where he was dancing with an unknown woman in the bar. Yuffie shook her head once again – it was the fifth person to ask her to get up from the chair she was sitting in at the counter, sipping on a virgin daiquiri. The tables and chairs were all to one side of the bar, leaving room for the dancers in the party that Tifa was throwing for Cloud's birthday. She was dancing with Cloud, but looked at Yuffie with pity. She understood that even though Yuffie was pretty wild, she never danced in the presence of strangers, unless it was a Wutian one, which she had learnt as a child. Yuffie sighed, waiting to see if a slow song would play; it wasn't likely…
…"No slows," Yuffie sighed again, sipping on her drink. It seemed as if as soon as she said that, a slow song began to play, soft and romantic. Yuffie was about to get up when she hesitated – she needed a partner. She felt a hand rest on hers. Before she could look up, she was spun round and pulled into a warm embrace in one quick movement. Once again – OH MY GOD. She was in the arms of Vincent Valentine – and dangerously close to him, at that. Close to his face, eye to eye, with those tight, down-turned lips just an inch away… Yuffie shuddered with a mix of delight and anxiety. He took her hand and tightened his grip around her waist, pulling her taut against him but being careful not to hurt her with his golden claw. Gracefully and gentlemanly, he led her in Wutian waltz. How he knew the steps, she didn't know, but it was so magical to dance with him, to be so close, to look into those blood red eyes, with the scent of his cologne filling her lungs, sending her mind reeling. She stiffened up, she could NOT relax in these conditions, these mind boggling, heart thumping, tempting conditions…"Yuffie," he said softly, causing her to jump. His eyes suddenly changed from blank to somewhat…calming, reassuring. "Relax Yuffie." The way he said her name was so sexy…the way he said ANYTHING was sexy. She took a deep breath, glad that she finally got some air into her. Vincent let her hand go and placed his hand on her face, warming her cheek and sending quivers of delight through her. Her eyelids dropped and she tensed, trying to tell herself not to expect anything, but he was moving closer to her…so close… He suddenly dipped her to end the dance, so that his lips only hovered over hers. She fell backwards into his arms and he bent towards her…
…"Aaahhh!" Yuffie screamed, tumbling backwards, toppling off the bar stool she was sitting on, flipping over and landing on her stomach with a loud thump on the hardwood floor. "Oh my gosh, Yuffie, are you alright?!" Tifa cried, hurrying to her. "Huuuuuuhhhh?" she drawled, dizzily. "Did you fall asleep Yuf, or were you trying to dip yourself since you don't have a partner?" a drunken Reno laughed. Yuffie stared at him, and her cheeks flamed scarlet.