Disclaimer: I should think of something funny to put here. But for the moment, I'll just say that FFVII and its chars. belong to Squeenix. But Vincent's arse will always belong to me...or Yuffie. Depends on my mood.
Yuffie: How come I don't get to have it all the time?!
L-wolf13: Because only a fraction of that time belongs to me. Don't worry. You get to have him all to yourself in every story I write. M'kay?
Yuffie: Woo-hoo!!
Vincent: Excuse me?
L-wolf13: You heard me!
Vincent: Don't I get any say in who my "arse", as you put it, belongs to?
L-wolf13/Yuffie: NO!!
Vincent: TT-TT...
Chapter Three
Pursuit
Back in the bar…
Everyone was gaping, wide-eyed, or both, recovering from the shock of what had just happened.
"What the hell was that?" Cid said walking to the door by Yuffie.
"I'd like to know the same thing!" said Tifa in confusion.
"That looked like a werewolf to me." said Red XIII coming to stand at the doorway as well. Everyone else from AVALANCHE went outside and stared in the direction Vincent and the werewolf had gone.
"Why was it after Vincent?" wondered Cloud. Without warning, Yuffie charged inside, snatched her Conformer, and bolted down the street after Vincent.
"Yuffie!!" shouted the group. Everyone ran inside, grabbed their weapons and followed suit.
Yeah. Chapters are still short for now. Get over it. R&R. Please. I will love you all forever if you do.