Disclaimer: I don't own FFVII
A/N: Thank you faithful reviewers, I love you all!
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Tifa looked up to see Cloud looking at her from his corner of the bar. She quickly averted her gaze and gave Cid another shot. She then caught Yuffie trying to get some alcohol.
"Should have waited until I was drunk."
Yuffie slouched at the sound of Tifa's voice. It's not like she hasn't tasted liquor before, but she at least wanted to enjoy it with everyone. Well, mostly she wanted to beat Barret in a drinking contest.
She walked toward the table where Vincent was talking with Shelke. Halfway to the table, she stopped. What if he didn't want to talk to her right now? Maybe he just wanted to be with the boring girl. She didn't even realize she was frowning and standing in the middle of the bar like an idiot until Cid grabbed her and dragged her to a table to play cards.
"What the fuck is wrong with you brat?" He asked abruptly after a couple 'quiet' card games. She forced a grin and lay her Full house down, winning.
"Well old man, the doctor says there are a lot of things wrong with me. Use your imagination." Was her quick answer. He frowned and swiped his nose before shuffling the cards. "Ya know what I mean!" He took a swig of his beer. "And I ain't old damnit!"
Yuffie laughed. "Cid I'm fine!" He awkwardly scratched the back of his head. Cid wasn't used to being all open with caring emotions or anything close to affectionate.
"Well damn! I was just making sure you were fine is all!"
"Aww! Cid, you care about me! Are you sure you're not drunk?" Yuffie queried, raising an eyebrow. The pilot grumbled and rubbed the back of his head again.
After beating Cid a zillion times Yuffie decided to go sit with Vince anyway. Walking over an plopping herself down net to the two of them, she felt the urge to ramble about something random.
"Yuffie Kisaragi." The ninja woman rolled her eyes. A typical Shelke greeting. But, should she really direct her pent up anger and insecurity at Shelke? She was stuck in a nine year old's body for Shiva sake!
"Yuffie... Are you alright?" Vincent had such a sexy husky voice, that every time Yuffie heard her name release from his lips, she thought it was the most wonderful sound in the Planet.
"Er, yeah, totally great! I am a-ok! Yessirie!" She sounded all but convincing and Vincent easily saw through her. He had noticed withing the hour how many times his comrade had gotten lost within her thoughts. He couldn't deny he was worried for her, and he couldn't deny how much she truly meant to him. He didn't plan for his feelings to alter for her. It just sort of... happened.
"Are you sure?" He questioned once again. Shelke watched the interaction between the two and felt a bubble burst deep within her. She couldn't possibly be jealous. She should be mirthful about their close relationship. Perhaps it was that a small part of Lucrecia remained in her mind. She didn't know.
"So Vinnie. Nice party, ne?" Yuffie asked swirling her finger around her wine glass that was filled with Apple Cider. The noise coming from the glass was a clear pitch. Unique. Like her. Yuffie was unique and she embraced that fact. Being different was something she had always been proud of.
People expected her to be the Princess that she was. People expected her to be well mannered. People expected her to be modest and reticent. People expected her to be someone that she was not. She liked catching people off guard. Yuffie didn't care what others thought about her, and that's what she liked most about herself.
Vincent looked down at his glass o f wine. "Yes. Yes, this is a nice party." He answered to her question. She smiled and forgot that she was supposed to be keeping an eye on Denzel and Marlene. He looked up once again and saw the two girls looking at him.
He started to remember when Yuffie had slapped the monotonous girl. That had to be one of the most awkward moments in his entire life. He was just glad that Chaos wasn't in his head to taunt him about it now.
"I am going to the lavatory."
Yuffie watched as Shelke got up and left for the bathroom. She looked at Vincent then looked away. She smacked her lips loudly. Redundantly. After the 4th minute of lip smacking Vincent gazed at her an inwardly smiled when he saw her cheeks grow pink and she looked away quickly.
This night was just getting better.
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Thank you to the 11 reviewers! You all rock my socks!
And Oh my gosh, I know this is way off subject, but I can't believe Heath Ledger died! R.I.P to a very talented actor. God bless his family.
