A/n: Second chappy...~~~~
Chapter 2: Unwanted Feelings.
Yuffie leaned against her bedroom door; she had just gotten home from meeting Vincent with her parents. Her mind in a haze, she slipped her hand down to the door knob and locked it. She wanted some time to herself to think over her situation without her siblings coming in and bothering her. She let out a sigh as she sat down on her queen sized bed, gently kicking off her socks and shoes then laid down on her back.
"Two months of cooking, cleaning and just plain takin' care of that guy…" Yuffie grumbled quietly as she began to slowly unbutton her white school shirt, how she hated those stiff school clothes, "It's so weird… Despite how old they make him sound, he looks super young…!" She slipped off her skirt as her mind began to wander with those last words.
'And super HOT…!' Yuffie's sleepy eye shot open and she sat bolt upright, her unbuttoned shirt slipping off her shoulders.
"Oh my GAWD! I did not just think that!"
"Just think what?" Yuffie jumped and looked as her window, where the question had come from, to see her best friend Tifa climbing through. Yuffie quickly grabbed a pillow covered herself up since she was only wearing her matching undergarments with the lime green sakura flower pattern.
"Tifa! What the heck are you doing, haven't you ever heard of a door?" Tifa rolled onto the floor and shot to her feet. She quickly put a fist on her hip and rolled her eyes at the hiding teenager in front of her.
"Girl, I got three times more curves than you, why you hiding?" Yuffie pouted at the comment, she hated whenever anybody brought up her figure. She always felt very self conscious about being an a cup and would mostly likely never get a male to look at her in that special way; the way that Cloud always looked at Tifa. She stood up and threw the pillow at Tifa before walking over to her closet.
"Thanks for remindin', Tifa!" She grabbed an over sized T-shirt for the large closet and pulled it over her head, its hem resting a little down her thighs.
"Aww, Yufs, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings!"
"Humph!"
"If it makes you feel any better, I came up here to ask if you wanted to go get some tea at the awesome shop downtown." Yuffie look back at Tifa and really wished she hadn't; the older girl was giving her, her best puppy dog eyes that seemed to say 'I'm really sorry, Yufs!' Sighing, Yuffie walked over towards the door.
"Fine, let me see if I can go out."
~V*Y~
Vincent slammed his old book onto the ebony comforter that covered his bed and ran his hands through his hair; his metallic hand snagging on his hair and the claws scraped his scalp.
"Valentine, I'm so degusted with you…!" He grumbled to himself as he arched his back in frustration. Ever since she had left, he had been having very unpleasant thoughts about the young girl no matter how hard he tried to push them aside by reading.
"I have to tell Reeve that I cannot allow this to happen…" He grunted, pulling his hair as the girl entered his thoughts again. "Yuffie… Why do you unknowingly plague my mind…?" From that moment that he had touched her hand; Vincent had just wanted to pulled her into his arms and just pleasure her for hours with his kisses. He hadn't thought about doing that to a woman in over twenty years, not even to his precious Lucrecia. Vincent couldn't even figure out what it was about that girl that made his body react that way, she was nothing extravagant by the standards of a older male; her curves were mostly in the hips area and even that was lacking, her bob haircut gave her a childish appeal and even her breasts added to the charm, they were petite and hardly gave any dimension to her chest. Though with a sickening realization, he found them oddly enticing and wondered if the little lumps of protruding muscle were soft and warm to the touch. He gagged as he brought his hands over his face; he hoped desperately that he was not becoming a pedophile after all those years of celibacy. Vincent forced his reluctant body to sit up and swung his legs over the side of the bed; there had to be something in this house to keep his mind off of the girl and perhaps a plan for him to keep his hands off the poor girl for the next two months while he was at it.
~V*Y~
Yuffie slammed her head on the table as she waited for her tea to cool off and groaned, but not because her head hurt, she just couldn't stop thinking about the man.
"Yuffie, sweetie, what's wrong…" Aerith's sweet voice called softly in her ear as the older rubbed her shoulder, trying to comfort her. Both Aerith and Tifa were close to Yuffie like sisters but she could never tell them how she was feeling but she had to say the closest thing to the truth.
"I got in trouble with Principle Reeve today and got that lameo After School program as my punishment." Tifa and Aerith were shocked. Tifa spoke up since Aerith was too speechless.
"What? Dang, girl that sucks! How could they do that to you?"
"Who will you be taking care of…?"
"A man named Vincent Valentine… He has a super bad case of depression and PTSD…"
"Ouch, Yufs! How long ya gotta do this for?"
"Well, Teefs, it's one hour everyday after school for two months plus weekends if my parents want me to…" Yuffie took a long drink from her tea, she found herself trying to swallow the lump that she had gotten from just thinking about him and it made her body feel weird. Tifa crossed her arms, making her breasts squish together as she pouted.
"So uncool, dood…! Well, anyway, I wanted to know if you two girls wanted to come over to my house this weekend."
"Sure!" Yuffie squeaked and Aerith nodded before asking a question.
"Mind if I bring my make over stuff?"
"Not at all! We'll have a girls' night!"
'It's gonna be one LONG weekend….'
~~~A/N: Well, that was awkward to write..
