Me no own FFVII or Yuffie, Vinnie, Aerith or Tifa.

After I had taken a bath and was dressed, sorta, in another one of Vinnie's shirts and a pair of his boxers, I was sitting down to a breakfast of orgasmic omelets.

"So, Vinnie, as much as I love dressing in your clothes," I paused to shove omelet in my face. "I can't wear them forever."

He raised an eyebrow. "So what do we do?"

I took a gulp of water. "I was thinking, I'd call some friends to loan me some clothes and then we can go shopping or something, and get me some new ones."

Vincent frowned. "What about your old ones?"

I cast my eyes down. Time to act a little. "Well, they're still at Reno's, so, I'd rather not deal with that."

Vincent's eyes narrowed. "You do realize that you're now dating a Turk right? And I don't mean to brag, but I'm pretty well-known, even for a Turk. If Reno gives you some trouble, I can handle him."

My gaze shot up to Vincent, and I took in his somewhat intimidating stance. He was wearing a dress shirt and slacks, leaning against the counter with his arms crossed. With his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, you could see his forearms were muscular, and the firm, strong set of his shoulders. Vincent simply exuded masculine strength, and I almost drooled. Can you say 'aww'? That's a good guy, threatening to rough a jerk up for you. Even though if it came down to it, I could probably kick Vinnie's ass... But he didn't need to know that.

I smiled at him, then ate the rest of my omelet. "Can I use your phone then? I'll call a friend from school."

Vincent raised an eyebrow. "School?"

"College." I grabbed my plate and dunked it into the sink, stealing Vincent's empty plate as well, and proceeding to wash them. "Their names are Tifa and Aerith. I have History of the Planet with them. It's a fun class."

He walked over to the counter and slid me his cell phone. I flipped it open and dialed the number that I knew well.

"Hello?"

"Hey Tifa! It's Yuffie. Listen, I need some clothes and stuff."

"Oh? But what about...? You know?"

"Yeah, I got out, but I was, well, mugged on the way to the bank. And my clothing was ruined. So, I need something to wear when I go shopping."

"Oh my gosh Yuffie! What!? Why didn't you call?!"

"Well, I was saved by a very dashing guy. I spent the night at his house."

"Are you sure you should be doing that? I mean, with what happened last time..."

"Yeah, Reno was a douche, but Vinnie is really sweet!"

"Yeah, sure, Vinnie?"

"Um, Vincent."

I could almost hear Tifa narrow her eyes. "Vincent, what?"

"Not Vincent what, Vincent, er, Valentine?"

"..."

"Tifa?"

"Yuffie."

"Yes?"

"Did I mishear you? Because I thought you said 'Vincent Valentine'."

I gulped. "Yes, I did. Problem?"

"..."

"Um, Teef a-"

"ARE YOU INSANE!" I flinched and pulled the phone away fro my ear. "VINCENT FUCKING VALENTINE! What's wrong with you?! First Reno screws you over, now you spent the night with a damn TURK. I swear Yuffie, sometimes you're just asking for it."

"I take offense to that! Hello, who's boyfriend is in SOLDIER? That's right, you and Aerith! So don't go there!"

"That's SOLDIER not the fucking Turks! Wh- nevermind. Forget this. Where are you at?'

I looked at Vince. "What's the address?"

"Platinum Valley Suites, at 1101 S Wayland, room 806." Vincent answered.

"Platinum Valley Suites, at 1101 S Wayland, room 806."

"Wait, is he there with you?"

"Yes?"

"For this entire conversation?"

"Yes?"

"... Why did you not say this sooner?"

"Slipped my mind?"

"... Nevermind. Aerith and I will be over soon, alright?"

"Yup! See you later!" I ended the phone call and slid the phone to Vincent. Now, in reality, Tifa and Aerith were also in the Clan of Black Sun. But we were all signed up for the same class. It was for cover purposes like this. Which was why we were in school at all. But Vinnie didn't need to know that.

Vincent frowned. "I'm sorry if I caused any problems."

I gave him a smile, and came over to his side to give him a hug. "Don't worry about it. They're just miffed that their boyfriends aren't the most badass anymore." My eyes narrowed as I glared up at him. "Now get down here and give me a kiss." He really was ridiculously taller than me.

Vince smirked and lifted me up so I was sitting on the counter. I moved my arms to wrap around his neck and blissfully sighed as my lips met his.

Yeah, Teef was probably more concerned about the fact that there was a chance that I might someday have to hit my boyfriend. But, whatever.

~YVYVYVYVYV~

I was sitting on the sofa, cuddling with Vinnie when they came. Yes, that's right. Them. Tifa and Aerith.

Shooting up off the sofa, I opened the door and gave them both a huge hug. To keep up appearances and whatnot. When I let them go of them Tifa and Aerith eyed me up and down with a smile tugging on their lips.

"Wow, Yuffie, I knew you slept here, but did you have to sleep with him?" Tifa commented. She knew I was a virgin, or used to be, no matter how circumstances arranged it otherwise. But this time it was the opposite.

I leaned closer. "I know, but I couldn't resist! Have you seen him?" I motioned over my shouldered to Vinnie, who was standing. "Come in! You've gotta meet him!" I dragged them in.

"Vinnie, this is Tifa and Aerith. Teef, Aerith, this is Vince. Now as much as I love Vinnie's clothe's I'm going to change!" I grabbed the bag that Aerith was holding, and darted into the bathroom, changing quickly. But when I saw what those two had brought, my eye twitched. Really? REALLY?

I sighed, grit my teeth and pulled on the horrid garment.

"Hey, Boobs, you couldn't have gotten shorts and a tank top instead of this?" I pointed at what I was wearing and glared at them.

Tifa snickered. "But Yuffie, Aerith's dress looks really nice on you!"

"But it's pink!" I whined.

A low chuckle drew my attention to Vincent. "Yuffie, you look fine."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "Don't get used to this frilly, girly nonsense. It's great on Aerith, but I am a tomboy! I will not stand for this!" I grabbed Tifa and Aerith and dragged them back out the door, then paused. I ran back inside and pulled Vinnie down to give him a kiss. "I'll be back soon!" I ran back out, dragging my two friends.

"Oh come on Yuffie! Why do we have to leave so soon?" Tifa complained as I pulled her and Aerith into the elevator. "We didn't even get to finish interogating him!"

I used my ultra-mega-assassin-that's-going-to-enjoy-killing-you-very-slowly glare on Tifa.

"Oh, come on now Yuffie. He was actually doing pretty good!" Aerith said, and I then rounded my glare onto her, but it wasn't quite as fierce as before.

I let my eyes fall closed and sighed, then stalked out the elevator when it dinged open. "Alright. First things first, we need to get some of my clothes and things. HQ."

"Yuffie, you sure you should be saying that? I mean, what if he's listening somehow?" Aerith whispered.

I smiled at her. "Don't worry, I've been tracking his positioning. He's too far away, and I made sure to short circut any listening device he could have planted during the ride on the elevator." I winked at her. "I'm not the princess of theives for nothing." Moving with purpose down the street, I broke into a loud conversation with Tifa and Aerith, that was full of giggles, and those two hinting things at me. To an outsider, it looked like we were merely college girls strolling to the mall.

Suddenly, our conversation cut off, as we rounded a corner into an alleywall, heading toward a shifty figure leaning against the wall and smoking.

"Ya know Brat, that's a failure of ya. To go after just a common rapist and need to get rescued." The figure laughed, running a hand though his dirty blonde hair.

I scowled at him. "Shut up old man! Now open up, I got places do be." Cid rolled his eyes, but elbowed the wall behind him regardless, and the floor of the alley silently opened, a trapdoor leading down rock stairs into a dimly lit cavern.

"See you around Cid!" Tifa called as she walked down the stairs.

"Thank you Cid." Aerith bowed slightly before following Tifa. I scoffed at her politeness.

"Try not to die too soon old man." I waved as I followed my friends. Then squealed and ducked down as the trap door closed over where my head had been. "Jackass!" I yelled up at the cieling.

Still grumbling to myself and ignoring the giggles of the other two, I trugded down the long dark tunnel. It used to unnerve me, but I was used to it after all these years. Soon enough I could see torchlight shining before us. Two statues with with spears stood at attention on either side of a large double-door, the torches next to them.

Striding past Tifa and Aerith, I opened the double doors and stepped inside the much more brigtly lit complex. No longer was it the undergrond tunnel. Though we were still underground, the main part of the complex was structured like a castle or a manison. We were in the part that looked like a victorian mansion, with fancy elaborate rugs, classical paintings, and elegant wallpaper and crown molding. Now that we were safe, Tifa didn't waste any time before starting to grill me as we walked to my room.

"Oh my gosh, Yuffie! I cannot believe this! Artemis is going to shit bricks when he hears about this! What were you thinking?"

"Um, that He's really, really hot, and pretty sweet too?" I ventured.

"Well, I hate to say this, but he was fairly good looking..." Aerith blushed slightly at her own comment.

"Oh, you know you're a sucker for the tall, black haired ones!" Tifa nudged her. "And I agree with that too, but that wasn't what I meant. I was refering to the fact that he's a turk, and you're an assassin. Now way those two jobs will mix greatly! If he finds out, what do you think he's going to do? Say, 'whatev, that's cool, pass the salt, babe?'" Tifa snarked with suave voice.

I suppressed a slight snicker at Tifa's impersonation. "Well obviously not. If he finds out, I'll probably have to dodge a few rounds from his riddiculously large handgun, and jump out the window. BUT! He does seem really nice. And I do actually like him and want to give this whole thing a chance. So, I think I might just not take up anymore missions for a while, lay low, try to live normally, see where this thing goes. It's not like our Clan is a typical assassin clan. I have a choice if I want to work or not. So, I'm taking a break. Well, from any non-elite missions. I can't back out of those with a healthy conciense."

Tifa nodded, but she still had a light frown. "Sounds okay, but..."

I stopped walking and turned to her. "Don't tell me you wouldn't do the same thing if it was you and Cloud in this position."

She frowned at that, but didn't correct me. I knew I was right. I looked at Aerith. She looked unsure.

"I'm with you giving it a shot, Yuffie, but I'm still worried. It's dangerous." Aerith's sincere expression was hard to argue against. "If it was any other turk, it wouldn't be so bad, but, well, he's renouned for being really good at his job."

I gave her a reassuring smile. "Yeah, well, so am I. And an assassin, especially in our clan, who stands out, is sure to have enough skills to outsmart and outfight any turk."

She sighed, and I could tell that she wasn't fully comforted, but Tifa seemed to be feeling a lot better. "Yuff, you're right. I mean, no way could any guy not in our clan be strong enough to fight you. You're a mini Lira for Shiva's sake." She gave me a warm smile and slung her arm around my shoulders. "And If you ever do get into any trouble, me and the gang'll coem bail you out, no worries!" Aerith nodded at that, a determined look in her eyes.

Suppressing an 'aww', I hugged the two girls that were like my sisters. Anyone who calls assassins heartless is full of it and can go suck monkey balls.