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Chapter 9
'It's too tight!' I yell, gasping as Tifa struggles behind me
I am currently holding onto a table with all my might, whilst Tifa squeezes the life out of me as she yanks on some lace. CORSETS are EVIL. And when I've married Valentine, I will burn mine, on a large pole and wave it through the town to inform the masses of females that live here, to never wear one again. Yuffie the Savior... I'm liking the sound of that already!
'It's done.' Tifa said, stepping back from me, as she wiped the sweat off her brow. Lord.. even Teefs is sweating over this.
I spun around and stopped dead in my tracks. The great Yuffie herself, stunned to silence.
So this is what I will be wearing when I walk down the aisle…
'It's beautiful, Tifa.' I breathed, my hands moving down my bodice as I observed the lace in the full length mirror.
'You look wonderful, Yuffie...Radiant. You've got the wedding day glow on you already!' Tifa said, smiling, as her eyes misted slightly, 'now look after it. It's my mothers.'
'Your MOTHERS?! I can't wear this!' I yelled, spinning around to face her, and nearly toppling over, 'Isn't this the one you wanted to wear when you and Cloud get hitched?'
'It's not like he's going to propose anytime soon, and by the budget you gave me, I'm hardly going to be able to fit everything in. I've already decided on the small church as the venue. I've downgraded on everything possible, Yuffie. It's either this dress... or the clothes you wear everyday.'
'But what about you?' I asked...urgh... I feel so awful right now.
'Well…. my mum was small and petite anyway. I would have had to rip that dress up and start afresh even if I wanted to wear it on my wedding day. It was a whimsical idea, Yuffie, it was never a certain anyway.' She said, waving her hand as if it was nothing, 'it fits you perfectly. You don't even need to make any adjustments.'
I launched myself at her, and pulled her into the tightest hug ever.
'TEEFS, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, YOU KNOW THAT? I can't thank you enough.' I said, as I pulled back slightly to see her lovely face. I don't care if she can't breathe, I'm never going to let this woman go ever…. Okay, maybe I'll let her go her slightly, a purple Tifa is not a good thing.
As she regained her breath, and I pranced around the room, chanting 'thank you, thank you, thank you' something caught my eye on the bedside table.
'Tifa, care to explain why your blonde idiot of a boyfriend has a picture of Aerith on his table?'
She stiffened slightly, as she turned away.
'Ur...Tifa?'
'It's okay, Yuffie. I've been so caught up in your wedding that I've hardly had time to think about Cloud and I. And that's a good thing.'
Okay…. Normally I usually run away from chats like these… I hardy give the right advice anyway, but is it weird to say I didn't have the heart to run? She's done so much for me, the least I can do is listen? So I dump myself down onto the bed, cross my legs, and look up at her, ears open and ready to absorb everything she says...May the Gods give me strength.
'Go on, Teefs' I say, leaning my elbows on my knees as I gaze up at her.
'Well, remember that night you told me, you and Vincent were getting married? That morning me and Cloud had a huge argument. I just needed to know where I stood, you know? One minute he's sort of trying to connect with me.. like placing his hand over mine, just small, little things like that, and the next he's gone off on his motor bike, and we don't see him for weeks. I try to talk to him, but he gives me one- worded answers. He's cold and distant at times, and the next minute he's playing with Denzel and asking me what I've cooked for lunch. We haven't got any intimacy… I mean, he barely even hugs me, let alone anything else.'
I could tell there was a lot more ranting to get through, as she covered her face with her heads, and breathed out a sigh.
'I love him, I love him a lot. But a one-sided relationship is not what I want. I don't want to spend the rest of my life, yearning after him, whilst he loses himself in a woman who passed away a long time ago. I don't want to replace her, I just want him to start appreciating and loving me. Now is that too much to ask for?'
'Hold up, Tifa,' I said, raising a hand to silence her, 'What you're basically telling me is Cloud isn't showing you any love or 'affection'?' I imitate speech marks as I say the word 'affection'.
'Well… yes. If you want to put it like that,' she said, colouring slightly.
'Well, I thought you dressed up like a hooker and gave him the best time of his life?' I spluttered out, images of last week resurfacing. I need to stab Reno the next time I see him.
'Exactly! That used to work for me, but not anymore, and I've got to thinking why should I have to do that just so he pays attention to me? Why can't I just have a guy who loves me and is happy? And..'
I had to cut her off then, I mean, I know I decided to be an agony aunt for Teefs today… but EVEN I KNOW that when someone starts on the 'I want a guy who..' rant… Now that is one rant that NEVER ENDS.
'Talk to him, Tifa. Guys around here are so messed up… Valentine AKA broody vampire who can't communicate, Strife AKA blonde idiot who broods and sulks, Reno AKA creepy redhead perv, Cid AKA Motor mouth, my own FATHER forcing me to get married… I mean, clearly the male population around here have had some seriously whacked out childhoods. What I do know, is Cloud cares for you. You just need to work on it, and not give up.'
Since when did I become so good with advice?
Even Tifa looks impressed…. DAYYUM, I AM good… ooooohhh, maybe I should become like the National Paper Agony Aunt?! Roll up, Roll up, send in your problems and AUNT YUFFIE will save your day! I am so going to send in my resume.
'you're right Yuffie.' Tifa said, 'Let's get you out of that dress, and I'll run you through what else I've got done for the wedding. And then you can show me what outfit you've got for tonight.'
'Outfit for tonight?' what's happening tonight!??
'For the party..?'
Damn…
…...
'Can not believe Valentine the Jerk told me to make my way to the office myself? I don't even know where it is…. Okay so I've taken one left, and two rights.. so it should be…'
My stupidity in thinking Vincent's workplace was nearby…. The building had to be on the bloomin other side of town… Didn't call a taxi, I left my phone at home, and is that RAIN?! When I get there my face is going to look like a melting wax doll!
I stop under a bus shelter, as I try to compose myself. Okay… good thing I have this male overcoat. And my hair and make- up seem in tack… since when did bus shelters start hanging up mirrors on the inside? Well.. the building is there… who knew that Vincent worked in such an uptown place? It looks like a Hilton Hotel!
Well…This is it. I'm meeting all those people Vincent works with and respects. Oh god….. I feel sick…...this bus stop has mirrors... fancy napkins but no sick bukcets *mental groan*
'Yuffie Kisaragi?' a young man, dressed up like a bellboy, calls out.
'Do I know you?' I respond, not even bothering to give him a once over, as I was too pissed off for conversation.
'I was told by Mr Valentine that you would be here. I'm an assistant for Valentine Solicitors, can you come with me?' Now that has me. Vincent has an assistant... next he'll be telling me he has women who do his dry cleaning.
I follow him, ignoring the arm he held out for me. I am perfectly capable of walking by myself… I just walked the mile to get here, didn't I!?
We walk into the building, stepping into the lift, and waiting for the doors to shut.
'There is a restroom on the right, I'll show you it. If you'd like to freshen up. And I can take your coat for you, if you'd like?'
'No, it's okay, I'll keep it on for now, till we get there. Where is Vincent, anyway?'
'Mr Valentine? He's addressing one of the founders of the Mill Company that is situated in Beijing. You should see him the minute you walk into the main hall.'
We step out of the lift, and I practically run to the toilets, tripping over two handbags, and ignoring the looks I got from the woman with the long legs.
'Okay…breathe, Yuffie. This place may be some weird alienated 'we're all polite and respectful' creepy, Stepford wives place, but I'm here for Vincent.'
Eventhough I'm royalty, I find places like these overbearing. Gosh… it's like being back home all over again. I wanted to slap that assistant and tell him to relax and be himself. Urgh… It's all so fake.
'Well, you can't stay in here all day.' I say to myself, as I look at my reflection. Seeing that everything is in tack, I step out of the restroom, and walk to the hall. I slip out of the coat and hang it up, before stepping into the hall.
…..
Talk about a Cinderella entrance; everybody's turned to look at me, as I enter, and I suppress the urge to boom out a 'do you want a picture?' retort
Smile and bear it, smile and bear it.
The mantra that keeps repeating in my head as I walk down the steps.
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