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Disclaimer: Me? Own FFVII? Don't be silly.


Plan Ahead

I never really understood why people left each other alone. Especially when they needed someone the most; when they were to upset or angry to figure things out on their own.

I guess I understand it now.

Even if you are there, your words and arms don't mean anything if they can't believe in them. If they can't believe in you. Vincent doesn't believe in me.

Tifa thinks I'm going insane up here by myself, and I honestly can't say I disagree with her. But I need to figure out what I'm going to say to him. I need him to believe in me. The idiot can't stay alone forever, even if he so wishes to. Eventually, someone comes to get you. If you are ready or not.

"Did he answer?"

"No, Yuffie." Tifa snapped.

She called Vincent every single day. He never answered her. Not once. She was a bit frustrated to say the least.

"Told you sooo." I sang, smirking at her.

Cloud gave me a warning look from behind Tifa. He was probably more afraid of her than I was at this point. In his defense, she did throw a frying pan at him last week for trying to explain to her that Vince just needed some alone time. I wish I had videotaped that to show her future children just how crazy mommy was.

"I don't understand! Three damn weeks and not one phone call to tell us he's fine. Someone could have walking right into that place and killed him for all we know!" Tifa really shouldn't call Vince in the morning, it ruins her whole day. Plus, the eggs always suffer for it.

"Pffft, it's more likely that he will commit suicide." I giggled.

I just barely dodged the egg coming towards my face.

"Tifa!" I screamed, looking in disgust at the raw egg sliding down the wall. Eww.

"You should care more! Aren't you the one in love with him?"

"Don't be a bitch! It's not my fault he can't handle emotions!"

Damn, now I feel guilty. Sorry Vinnie. I really don't think you can't handle emotions. Just confusing ones, and who can really blame you for that. Tifa has a hard time controlling her anger too. It gets the best of us sometimes and- Holy Leviathan, I'm seriously having a conversation with an imaginary Vincent right now.

"You need to go see if he is dead! He won't let anyone in that godforsaken place but you." She placed down the bowl of raw eggs and came towards me. "Yuff, he needs you."

"Not now Teef." I gently pushed her out of my way and headed up the stairs. "He isn't ready yet."

"Are you sure you're not the one who isn't ready?" Her voice was soft and understanding, but I didn't have an answer. So I kept climbing until I reached the hallway to my room. I knew I had to figure this out soon. I had to go and get him. If we're ready or not.


"Yuffie?" I glanced up from my pillow, seeing Shelke walk over to my bed and sit on the edge. Her face was calm, but the quick movement of her eyes told me otherwise. I knew it was only a matter of time before one of them picked the lock.

It was all Tifa talked about for days, but Cloud had enough common sense to hold her back.

"I was sleeping." I answered her, lifting myself up to sit crossed legged and talk with her. She was the first person I'd seen in eight days. I only ever came down for food, and I made sure everyone was asleep before doing so.

"I wondered why you didn't notice my entry." She took my lead and pulled her feet over the bed and sat directly in front of me; she even crossed her legs too.

I smiled, "I took the week off; even a ninja needs a good break every now and again."

"Didn't you once tell me that you never could 'stop your awesome ninja-ness?' Something about it being a gift and a curse?" Shelke's eyes glistened with amusement.

"I also told you that everyone our age loves to smear their face in dirt."

I would never forget that day. Tifa was beyond pissed when she found Shelke smearing dirt on her face in the bathroom. She had it all over the bathroom counter from trying to figure out how to properly get it on. I was so sure I was busted, yet Shelke never told Tifa.

You can't deny loyalty like that.

So, not only had Shelke managed to get Vinnie to be her bestie, but somehow she dragged me along too. And I have been properly teaching her how to live in this society ever since.

"Touché ." she smirked, probably remembering that incident as well.

Jeez, when did become such a softy?

Minutes went by before she said anything. I, however, knew what she wanted to say. Plus, I was pretty sure she knew that I could hear everything they were auguring about the past few days as well.

Irony is a bitch.

"Cid thinks that he should lock you and Valentine in a room until one of you snap." Before I could say anything she continued, "Reeve said Vincent would kill you first, but Cloud thinks it would be the other way round. I noticed Tifa didn't like Cid's suggestion; however she didn't say anything to counter it. Barret thinks Vincent and you have some unresolved feelings. To which he didn't elaborate on, but I believe that is because Marlene was in the room."

"What do you think?" I asked her, hoping for at least someone who could offer up some logical advice.

"I think you need to tie him down and show him that you are no longer a child." Wow talk about some serious déjà vu.

"Shelk! You can't give me the same advice I gave you with Reeve!" I screeched.

"Why not? It certainly worked."

"Ewwwww! The images are now forever engraved in my mind!" I shook my head trying to clear my thoughts.

She totally did that to get back at me for mentioning the dirt. Ugh.

"I honestly doubt that." Shelke giggled as she slid off the bed and headed to the door.

"Oh, and try to come down stairs before Cid does take action." I always knew not to trust that demon, even when she tricked me into being on her side.

She did have one good point though: I really did need to get out of this room.


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