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Should've Never Accepted Him as My Coach

Yuffie and Vincent was standing in front of a house. Without hesitation, Yuffie knocked the door.

"Cid! Open the door, old man!"

A woman with red hair opened the door. Yuffie almost wanted to gush Cid with words, once she realized that Shera was the one who opened the door, she drew back her intention.

"Oh, Shera! Hi! Where is Cid? I need him right here, right now," said Yuffie as she dashed in.

"Are you in hurry, Yuffie? Do you want me to brew some tea?"

"Nay, do I looked like I have time for that? Just bring me that old man!"

"Uh.. Sorry, he is in the backyard."

"Thanks, Shera!" Yuffie ran through the living room to the backyard, leaving Vincent and Shera behind.

"Sorry, she didn't really mean to refuse your tea."

"It's okay, Vince, I used to it. So, tea?"

Cid was fixing his brand new plane, Shera. Well, he never admitted that the plane was made for Shera. He said that Shera insisted him to use her name for she has helped Cid for years. But no one believed, no one.

"W'sup old man!" Cid hit his head.

"For great justice! Who the hell is that?" Cid search the voice with fire in his eyes and found Yuffie standing below his plane.

"You don't need to shouted like that, old man!"

"Oh, God's sake! What are you doing here?"

"I need your help, Cid," Cid stared at Yuffie for a while and then backed to his job.

"You aren't listening to me, you f*cking old man!"

"Not that language, b*tch!" Cid ran down from his plane and standing in front of Yuffie.

"I tried to control my words ok, so please do not trigger my anger, old man."

"I wonder if you can do that. Can you just take your bloody ass out from this place? I need to fix my babe right there, you hear me?"

"I can't! I need you, Cid! C'mon, please? Help me, I'm begging you."

"Whadaya want?"

Yuffie smiling as soon as she heard Cid said that. With a confidence she smiled and said, "I want you to teach me how to play soccer!"

"What the f*ck? Are you crazy? You want me to teach you that? Nah, I can't!"

Cid just wanted to go back to his plane when suddenly Yuffie pulled his blue shirt.

"Puuullleeeeaaassseeee, Cid…" Yuffie plead. She made her face as sad as she could. She clasped her hands and shook it as she keeps begging.

"Kiss my ass, lady!" Cid wasn't affected by Yuffie's persuasion and kept walking toward the plane.

"Oh, I see than," Yuffie put her face to a very very very sad puppy face, "You don't even want to help me, Cid. What should I do now? Poor me, even the most genius man doesn't want to help me, sob.."

Cid raised his eyebrow when he heard Yuffie's statement. Before Yuffie left the backyard, he shouted at her.

"Fine then, tomorrow at the rocket yard, I'll teach you."

Gotcha!Yuffie smirked and giggled. One second later, she put back her pity pose.

"You are so kind, I will not forget that, Cid, I won't."

"Ya ya, whatever."

Yuffie ran to the house and danced with victory as soon as she was inside.

"Where is that bastard! He is late! Oh sacred pig!" Yuffie stamped her foot several times to show her impatience.

"Calm down, Yuffie," A deep sound which admonished her made Yuffie looked at the source of the sound.

"How come? Oh Leviathan!"

Vincent shook his head. What was he doing here anyway? Why did he agree to come with Yuffie? This girl was indeed a big pain in the ass. Vincent sighed, But what can I do?

"Sorry sorry!" Cid panted as he arrived at the rocket yard.

"You are LATE!"

"At least I come, you b*tch!"

"What? %&%#%^%$^%&^%&^%&^$!"

"$%%$^%$#^%&^$#%!"

Yuffie and Cid started to shouted at each other. They were trying to bring out their best curse words. If Vincent didn't stop them, maybe the third world war will be soon began.

"Do both of you come to do this?" said Vincent as he hold Yuffie's arm to calm her.

"What is your purpose here, Yuffie?"

"Sorry, Vinnie, I lost my temper," Yuffie bowed her head when Vincent looked into her eyes, she didn't want to make Vincent angry.

"You should teach her some manners, Vince."

"You—"

"Where is the ball?"

"Huh?"

"The ball? Do you want to learn how to play soccer without the ball?"

"Ah! The ball! I don't have it. You're right, we can't learn how to play soccer without the ball! How could I forget that!"

Yuffie glanced at Vincent and smiled.

"Vinnie? Do you mind?" Yuffie still smiling as wide as she could. Vincent sighed.

"Fine," Vincent walked away to buy the ball. Poor Vinnie…

"Wow! Thank you, Vinnie! Do you want me to give you a gratitude kiss?"

"No."

"Too bad… Well, can we start, Mr. Coach?" Yuffie threw the ball to Cid but Cid couldn't catch it.

"Ehem, my hand slipped. This is an easy game, all you need to do it just kicked the ball. Now, kicked it, I'll be the goalkeeper."

"Fine, take this!" With a vengeance she had, Yuffie kicked the ball right into Cid's face. Cid fell off when the ball hit his face.

"Oopsie…"

"You son of a b*itch! What are ya doing?"

"I just did what you told me to. Why do you need to scream like that?"

"Sigh.. Just do it again, but not in my face!"

Once again, Yuffie kicked the ball which thrown to a wrong direction.

"Where the hell are you leading?"

"I tried to avoid your ugly face!"

"F*cking shit! Can you do it correctly? Just let's switch the position. You'll be the goalkeeper," Yuffie muttered but keep following Cid's command.

"See what I do," Cid took a deep breath before he kicked the ball. He squared off and kicked the ball with great confidence. Cid smiled triumphantly.

"…"

"What?"

"You didn't even touch the ball, old man. You missed it."

"Wha—" The pilot glanced at the ball which still in its place.

"Ha ha ha," Cid laughed awkwardly, "Er.. I got something in my eyes. You know, I uh.. just try it again," Cid quickly squared off and kicked the ball for the second time. Fortunately, this time the ball was successfully moved from its position. But the ball thrown right into bushes which was very far from Yuffie.

"You are worse than me," Yuffie crossed her arms.

"It was err.. something in my eyes! Let's give it another—"

"Enough! You are wasting my time. C'mon Vinnie, let's find another couch. I should've never accepted you as my couch. I was right since the first time I see that old face, " Yuffie walked away while Vincent followed her.

"What? Hey! You are the one who insisted me to teach you! Hey! Yuffie! Come back you moron!"

Yuffie keeps walking, ignoring the poor Cid who still yelling her name.

Chapter 3 is ready guys, hope you enjoy this story, review needed :D