Mysterious Relations
Summary: Yuffie has had no time for boys when she's busy fighting the heartless. When they're finally gone, she still finds fighting—between her and someone else. Squiffie, Clouffie
Disclaimer: Not mine. Never will be.
"Well… Sora's off. Is everything okay here?" I looked up from my work to greet Leon.
"Hey, I didn't get to say bye!" I pouted.
"Don't worry. We'll see him again." He reassured me. He glanced over at what I was doing.
"What are you sewing?" he asked.
"Uh… my vest." I lifted it up to reveal a hole and a few messy stitches.
"I guess knitting and sewing isn't your thing?" he raised an eyebrow.
"I guess not." I chuckled.
"Why don't you buy one with Aerith? She's going next week." Leon offered. I looked at him like he was crazy.
"Are you MAD, Squallie? Last time I went with Aerith to go shopping, I spent 3 hours looking at Aerith try on pink clothes, and spent 4 hours trying to get rid of the color in my head!" I took in a deep breath and paused for Leon's answer.
"Uh… why don't you go by yourself?" he asked.
"I get lost in the shopping district." Was my simple reply.
"But you know the whole town and where to go!" Leon raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah, because I needed to know where the heartless were located. Since when do heartless ever hang out at the shopping district?" I snorted.
"Well, come with me. I'll show you around." Leon suggested.
"Really?" I beamed at him.
"Yeah, sure. I need to buy a few things anyways." Leon muttered.
"Let's go then!" I grinned and tugged Leon out the door.
"Wait! I have to bring my gunblade!" Leon said.
"No!" I pouted. "Let's just go!"
"Alright, alright, fine." Leon growled.
"Wow… so this is Hollow Bastion!" I grinned happily.
"You've lived here in your early childhood Yuf." Leon sweatdropped.
"Whatever. Let's just go to the shopping district, okay?" I punched Leon's arm playfully.
"Ow. Your leather thingymabobber hurts me more than I hurt them!" I laughed.
"Aw. Wa, I'm sorry." Leon said sarcastically. "Want me to kiss it?" he rolled his eyes.
"Sure, why don't you?" I smirked. I kept walking and I spotted the shopping district.
"Leon, we're—what are you doing? I saw Leon take my hand and bring it to his lips. I felt the slight pressure on my fingers. I blushed ten shades of red and pulled my hand away quickly.
"You told me to kiss it." Leon smirked.
"Let's go, slowpoke!" I said quickly as I walked faster.
"She's weird." Leon mumbled.
I stopped at a store that looked interesting and tapped my foot as I waited for Leon.
"This one?" he raised his eyebrow as we entered. I shrugged as I looked around.
"It looks okay." I walked across the room to a few racks. I picked out a similar black vest.
"What about this?" I asked.
"Don't you want to get something OTHER than black?" he suggested. I pouted at him.
"Umm… how about this?" I raised a brown vest up for Leon to see.
"I meant something other than brown or black." Leon sweatdropped.
"Why don't you choose something?" I grouched.
"Fine. Um, what about this?" he held up a dark red halter top.
"You sure?" I looked at it for a split second. "It does kind of look cute…"
"Try it on. With this." He handed me a black skirt.
So much for not black, huh?
"Fine, fine." I muttered as I took the clothes. I came out in a few minutes.
"How do I look?" I asked Leon. He just stared. I laughed and whacked him in the head with a hanger.
"Ow!" Leon rubbed his head. "What was that for?"
"For staring like a perverted rapist!" I whined.
"Well, not my fault you looked be—" he shut his mouth quickly. I turned red.
"Really?" I beamed. Leon sighed.
"Yes. You do." He gave a small smile.
"Geez. I'm starting to regret taking you here." Leon complained. I pouted and smacked him with a bag.
"See what I mean?" he laughed.
"So where next?" I asked.
"Here." He stopped in front of a store and entered. I followed him.
"And I thought my fashion sense was bad." I smirked at Leon as I held up a white t-shirt. He glared at me.
"I didn't come here to look pretty."
"Aww, fine. Try these boring shirts on." I threw a few blue, dark green, and black shirts over his head.
"You've got to be kidding me."
"You're lucky I'm so strong…" Leon muttered.
"Oh, and why is that?" I smirked.
"Because there's no way you could carry all of our bags." He smirked back.
"You're luck I have ice cream in my hand right now." I snapped playfully.
"Bought with MY money." He replied.
"Why didn't you buy one for yourself?" I asked, walking down an alley.
"Not in the mood." Was his simple reply.
"NOT IN THE MOOD!?!" I practically screamed. "NO ONE IS EVER 'NOT IN THE MOOD' FOR ICE CREAM!"
Leon sweatdropped. "Calm down, Yuf. I just don't want any."
"EAT IT SQUALLIE!" I dropped my bags and leaped onto Leon.
"Yuf, no!" he tried to shake me off unsuccessfully. I stuffed the ice cream in his mouth.
"Yughh… I'll klll yo…" he glared at me.
"You should never reject ice cream in front of me." I got off of him and I turned around haughtily and picked up my shopping bag. "Squallie, let's go."
"Squallie?" I turned around to see Leon on the ground. I found a heartless on his chest.
"LEON!" I screamed and kicked the heartless off his chest. Heartless appeared around us.
"Shit…" I muttered. I left my shuriken and stars at home, and Leon left his gunblade at home. I took a bag and swung it at the heartless, but all it did was make it fly a few feet back.
"Augh!" I yelled as tears were falling down my face. The heartless were closing in, and I could see the glint in their glowing eyes and their greedy hands waiting to devour our hearts.
A/N: Woot, the chapter's all typed up. And now I must go to tennis camp. And you must review.