She sat up in bed and looked around. No sign of Cid of Leon. Careful not to wake Aerith she slipped out of bed and out the window onto the roof. It felt good to stretch and exercise her body that way, instead of simply going through the door.
Doors were for losers anyway.
The nights in Traverse Town were warm. They weren't really nights anyway; it was always night, and it was always light with all the streetlights going all the time. She was really starting to like the place. The people were nice and the scenery was a lot like the home she remembered, with more of a glow. It had character.
She found a quiet spot on the roof in the second district and sat down to think. She couldn't sleep anymore, not with these dreams she'd been having.
How many nights had it been like this? How many years?
"Bad dreams again?"
Yuffie looked down to see Leon standing in the street looking up at her, one hand on his hip, the other holding his gunblade loosely. He must've been out hunting Heartless.
She shrugged. How would he know anyway? He was never there.
Leon jumped up to the roof, pushing off of nearby walls. He would make a half decent ninja with the right training and a less conspicuous weapon. "You can tell me." He said.
Yuffie laughed. "That's wonderful, coming from you, Mr. Stoic." She said. "It doesn't matter anyway."
"I think it does." Leon said. "You're the only one who doesn't remember yet…"
Yuffie frowned. "What is it you guys remember? Can't you just tell me? I'm bound to remember eventually anyway."
Leon looked away. Yuffie sighed and drew her knees up to her chin. "Whatever." She muttered.
Leon was silent. They sat and watched the lights flickering for a while. "So…" she said eventually. "Are you hunting Heartless?"
Leon nodded.
"You come out every night don't you?" She asked. He just shrugged. She looked at his gunblade, sitting on the roof between them. "Mind if I join you?"
