A/N: Thank you to WishingDreamer5, CheshireRedfern, and MonMonCandie for reviewing last chapter! I don't think I'll ever shut up on how much I appreciate it. :) Thank you to everyone else who read and added to favorites/alerts!

In this chapter: Yuffie is dead...right? 'Cause otherwise this doesn't make any sense.


7. The Person Who Loves Her


Yuffie can't even move to thaw the numbness that has encased her whole body. She does realize that she must be dreaming, however, because she's in Leon's arms and feeling tingly from all the warmth he's emanating.

Damn, she's cold. Why is she so cold? And wet? And gross? Is this what death feels like? Is this an angel? Did they really send one that looked like Leon to pick her up?

She tries to snarl, but her dry throat distorts it to a gurgle. Devilish angels. Is this retribution? Damn. She ate her veggies…sometimes. Wasn't that enough?

"…what happened…?"

They sent an Aerith one, too? Bastards.

"…was unconscious in the rain…"

The chatter eases into untouchable whispers. Blankets dotingly embrace Yuffie…but they're unlike the arms that had placed her there.

Yuffie cracks her eyelids open forcefully, defying the slumber trying to glue them together. The outline of Leon is there, but it's so hazy that it's hardly reassuring. She slips a quivering hand outward, seeking his sheltering presence. Rough hands clasp her own and dispatch warmth that the blankets fail to transmit.

Yep. Yuffie can't be anywhere else but heaven. A normal Leon wouldn't care this much…

Would he?


A/N: Hmm...would he? ;) This isn't really explained or elaborated, but this chapter is sort of like a continuation from the fifth chapter (Yuffie's first heartbreak). She ran away and whatever happened after that led to this happening. So...yeah.

Next chapter: Yuffie's Best Friend. There have been great guesses for each chapter, so go ahead and guess because you'll probably be right for this one. :) Thanks for reading!