Title: Bathroom Shenanigans

Wordcount: 1118

Pairing: Riku/Yuffie

Rating: T

Notes: Honestly? I love this one. I think it's awkward and definitely not my best, but I LOVE the concept.

Bathroom Shenanigans

Yuffie wondered, really, how she could ever be such an awesome ninja, when she still had that clumsiness problem.

She ended up grabbing the towel rack for support, foot slipping on the side of the bathtub. While it prevented her from falling head-first into the ceramic flooring from the shower, it also seemed to have created a new doom - Yuffie Kisaragi, great ninja babe supreme, clinging to a towel rack for dear life, was also clinging to a mere skinny metal rod. And a skinny metal rod meant to hold feather-light towels, not growing fifteen year olds.

Thus, it was no surprise when it broke, although the reality of landing butt-first on the floor wasn't really a great prospect either.

The thunk of her elbow against the wall was loud, the crash of metal to flooring was loud, the sound of her bottom hitting the floor was loud, her yelp of pain was loud, and, needless to say, the soft "whump" of the towels landing on her was barely noticed among the rest of the chaos.

She hoped her cry of discomfort and the crash that was her destruction of the bathroom wouldn't attract other human beings, but unfortunately, it did. Just like it always did whenever she manages to hurt herself or destroy the interior decorating.

The bathroom door opened, and one very alarmed Riku slid in, and one very shocked Yuffie yelped again.

"EVER HEARD OF KNOCKING, YOU PUFFY-LEGGED JERK!"

Riku stared down at her as she yelled at him, flushing red, and he broke out into apologetic streams of words, ranging from, "Holy... I am SO SORRY!" to "I'm sorry you don't lock the door!" to "SORRY YUFFIE!"

She used the conveniently-fallen towels to cover herself, face matching his in colour for the sheer embarrassment factor. How humiliating, to be caught like this in the face of a dear friend and romantic interest.

Yuffie rearranged the towel.

Riku stared.

Yuffie blinked.

Riku blinked.

Yuffie seized the now-bent towel-rod and brandished it furiously, and snarled, "Why are you still looking!"

He closed his eyes, putting his hands over his face for good measure. Awkwardly leaning against the counter, he said, voice going smooth again, "I thought you were being attacked by heartless or something, I had to come in and check on you and..."

There was a pause. Riku gave a weak smile, and said, "I'll just go then," and edged to the door, eyes closed.

"Oh NO, you do NOT!" she snapped, and Riku opened his eyes in surprise. She yelped, and he closed them again. "You're gonna keep your perverted ass right here, and you're gonna keep your perverted eyes CLOSED, until I'm dressed, so I can give you an ass-whipping for being such a pervert!"

Riku gave a nervous chuckle. Yuffie felt triumphant - still embarrassed, but triumphant all the same - just hearing that chuckle. Bold, arrogant, bad-ass, cooler-than-you Riku? Nervous? Hah! Hah hah hah! HAHAHAHA!

She had him there.

"Turn around, too, pervert," she commanded, waving a finger around, regardless of the fact he couldn't see it. He did so, and only then did she choose to get up, keeping her towel firmly pressed to her body, and seize her tank top from the floor. She tugged it over her head, despite still being wet from the shower. Oh well.

And when she glanced around for her underwear, she realized exactly where it was.

Right under Riku's left foot.

She could have died a million and one times and still not be finished with the embarrassment.

Of course, he wouldn't be allowed to know exactly how embarrassing that was. Yuffie was never one to let people know she was insecure - by the general public's standards, Yuffie Kisaragi was a shameless, intelligent, secure ninja babe. And she would always be like that.

But that was generally when her crush wasn't standing on her lacy boy-cut panties.

"You're standing on something of mine, Riku," she said, and he did the stupid thing, exactly what she had been dreading. He opened his stupid, pretty eyes, and stupidly looked right down at the stupid underwear, pinned under his stupid foot.

"Oh," he said, and as he lifted his foot to kick it to her, he realized what it was. He flushed further. "Um. Yeah. Sorry."

She picked them up and tugged them on over her hips, taking the few steps over to him. Grabbing her shorts and slipping them on, zipping up the zipper but leaving the button undone, she smirked. Now, how to deal with a conclusion-jumping lecher?

"Turn around, but keep your eyes closed," she commanded, and he did so slowly. He rested against the counter again, seemingly relaxed, putting down his hands. Well, at least he left his eyes closed, she mused. She lifted a fist, lining it up with his nose and drawing back her arm, keeping her elbow parallel with her knuckles.

Hesitation. Could she really punch her crush? A boy she adored? A cute guy who really had just been concerned for her safety?

Well. Yes, yes, and yes, technically, and the bastard would pay for thinking she, Yuffie, of all people, would need protection from a few stinking heartless. More specifically when she was naked and in the shower. That stupid pervert.

But the fact that he cared at all...

Oh, man, what a dilemma.

"Yuffie?" Riku said.

"I'm thinking. Keep those eyes closed."

"Alright."

Moments passed.

"Errr... Yuffie?"

"One minute!"

"Right."

Yet more minutes.

"Yuffie, I really -"

As long as it took to contemplate punching him, it didn't take any time to make another decision. Calmly, she placed a hand on his cheek, the other touching his shoulder, and pressed her lips to his. After a stunned moment on his part, he suddenly kissed back, eyes still closed, and her knee brushed his thigh as she pushed him against the countertop.

And then it was over.

Well, that shut him up.

"Yuf," Riku said, more like a statement than anything else, "what just happened."

His eyes opened. Her nose was brushing his still, her eyes staring into his.

She said nothing. Well. She could say it a genius plan, like everything else she made up. It wasn't a bad plan either, though - the shock factor for him was enough as it was.

But she had to admit that overall, kissing someone for invading the bathroom after her shower wasn't exactly the perfect revenge either.

Leaning back a bit, she smirked and tapped his nose, and said, "Next time, I'll punch your lights out."