A/N: Fan Fiction has decided it's not gonna email me anymore, when I get a new review, so I can't reply. I'll do it in the authors note instead!
Spiritslayer - Thanks! Ah, it's so fun writing about a hyperactive ninja! XD. Heck, my grammar sucks, sorry! XD
Theflailingpen - I know! Woo! Haha, I didn't want to keep everyone waiting. Hmmm, Reno intervenes? That's a possibility - watch this space! (:
Lady Jezabella - No, there's more to come! Glad you think it's cute, I was aiming for that XD
Xxfoxchichxx - Thanks! Glad you thought it was cute :3 I'm sure you'll think of a great story! (: And yeah, I love Yuffie's way of saying she likes him too, haha.
And thanks to everyone for the faves!
Yuffie stared. Then stared some more. Then rubbed her eyes. Then stared some more.
"Is that your totally emo vampire way of asking me out?" she said finally. A smile graced Vincent's handsome features.
"You could say that," he said cocking his head. "Now, what would be your hyperactive ninja way of accepting?"
Yuffie grinned broadly and jumped up and down, reminding Vincent of a fizzy drink that had been shook up and was about to be opened. She bounded forwards and threw herself in his arms, knocking him backwards a few inches but he stood up straight like an ironing board. Vincent was vividly reminded of a time when he was ten years old and had asked out a girl in his school. She too had thrown herself on him in a crazy embrace and clutched him round the middle. Despite the fact Yuffie was definitely older than the age of ten but still reminded him of all those years ago, he pulled her into his arms and returned her affection, pulling her head closer to his, taking in her scent and stroking the back of her short hair. Their eyes were tightly shut for a moment as Yuffie held onto her new boyfriend, the one she had been pining over for so long. It had finally happened, and she was more than happy. Finally, they pulled away to face each other before Vincent slowly leaned forwards and brushed his lips against hers. She responded by wrapping her arms round his shoulders and pulling him closer, pressing her soft lips against his, her tongue finding his. It was one hundred - no - one gazillion times better than the kiss with Reno. And it meant more, it wasn't just some drunken kiss after a rowdy night out with an overly horny guy. She loved Vincent. Heck, he may be a vampire freak at times, but she fucking loved him with every fibre of her being. Her heart fluttered as he gently leaned her back slightly, still encased in his arms. Her hands moved from the back of his neck to his shoulders, incase she fell backwards. That really would ruin the moment. The moment…
If any moment could last forever, please let it be this one…
Vincent thought it actually did last forever. Three long years Yuffie had resisted the urge to just grab him and plant a big smacker on his lips, now he was doing it to her! Isn't life fabulous?
Finally, they broke apart, Vincent gently giving small kisses as he pulled her up right. She felt her knees go weak and held onto him for support. He kissed her forehead, breathing deeply. It was a pretty easy thing to do, as Vincent towered over the small ninja, she was at least a head shorter than him. Yuffie couldn't help but give a little giggle, looking down and feeling embarrassed.
"Sooooo…" she said casually, in the air of someone asking about the weather. "What now?"
"We shall wait and see," replied Vincent in his usual cool brooding way. "If our life is set out in random choices, we will have to live it as it comes and if we…"
With a grin, Yuffie rolled her eyes towards the ceiling and listened to a few more minutes of Vincent's in depth rambling.
"…Our heart and souls are together as one, all of AVALANCHE. They should understand our feelings, if not, it's their decisions and we can't avert that but we can…"
He's just had a proper good snog, now what's he on about? Thought Yuffie, hiding her frown with a nod of feint understanding and agreement
"From all walks of life. Whether they be from Junon, Kalm, Edge, as long as we find love with the right person… Why are you laughing?"
"I'm not," said Yuffie who was clearly giggling at Vincent's random speech. Before he could bore her to death with another speech that sounded oddly like Hamlet, she pulled him closer for a kiss, silencing him with her lips. Of course he didn't protest, just simply quite happily held the small frame of the woman that he had been longing for as this kiss pretty much sealed their relationship.
Marlene was watching Vincent and Yuffie huddled up together on the couch, with one beady eye.
"Why are you cuddling him, Yuffie?" asked Marlene. "Are you sick? Do you need a cuddle?"
The little girl climbed between the couple and wrapped her arms round Yuffie's neck, pushing Vincent away.
"I'm fine," she said shooting Vincent a strangled grin as the small girl clung to her. "I'm not ill, I just like cuddling Vincent…"
"Is Vincent sick?" she asked, her brown eyes widening, concern etched into her voice. She turned to hug Vincent, but he shook his head.
"I'm well," he said before she could use him as a climbing frame. She looked slightly crestfallen, and slid to the floor.
"Oh okay…" she said standing up and walking to the kitchen, hoping to aid Tifa in her cleaning.
Grinning, Yuffie sidled up to Vincent again and made herself comfy in his arms again. They were acting quite disgusting, showing public displays of affections like most couples did at the start of a relationship, but not in front of the kids thankfully. Not that Tifa or Cloud could lecture them. Yuffie knew what her and Cloud had been caught doing… Yuffie was applying some chap stick to her sore lips when Vincent lifted her chin to look into her grey eyes before kissing her deeply again. This time, Marlene was standing in the door frame, completely oblivious to Vincent and Yuffie's relationship. She shrieked and rushed back into the kitchen, calling Tifa.
"Tifa! Tifa!" she cried running into the barmaid as she stood over a pan of food.
"What is it sweetie?" she asked, holding the girl who just barely reached her waist, clinging onto her apron.
"Yuffie's torturing Vincent!" she said desperately, tugging at her skirt.
"She's what?" asked Tifa raising an eyebrow, inching forwards slightly.
"Yuffie put some glue on her lips and glued her lips to Vincent's!" she exclaimed pointing towards the living room, where Vincent and Yuffie were still engrossed in the kiss. Tifa laughed and marched towards the couple.
"Hey, love birds," chuckled Tifa, instantly making them jump apart and look like they had done something downright dirty. "No hanky panky in front of the children."
"I get you Teef," giggled Yuffie leaning on Vincent's chest. "Maybe we should 'bake some cookies' like you and Cloud did in the kitchen" she used her fingers to quote this, obviously meaning something else . Probably sexual. "And I might just happen to get a hand print on my chest like you did."
"Hey!" laughed Tifa. "It wasn't like that. He tripped up, and grabbed the thing nearest to him…"
"Your tits?" chuckled Yuffie. She hushed her and nodded to Marlene who was smiling between the two girls, despite the fact she thankfully didn't know what they were taking about.
"Yuffie, are you and Vincent dating like Cloud and Tifa are?" she asked happily, looking up the brunette. Her nod made Marlene squeal. "Are you going to get married, like Cloud and Tifa are?"
Everyone froze. Yuffie frowned and looked towards the young girl, before glancing at Tifa.
"You're getting married?" she asked, confused. "And you didn't tell us?"
Perhaps Marlene was just jumping to conclusions. Tifa grinned sheepishly and rubbed the back of her neck - a habit she had picked up from Cloud who had picked it up from Zack.
"He only asked me last night, and somehow, Marlene over heard, didn't you, you cheeky monkey?"
Marlene giggled and nodded. "She's gonna wear a pretty dress, and look like a princess," she told Yuffie and Vincent. "Will you wear a pretty dress, too?"
"Who? Me or Vincent?" laughed Yuffie. "Have you sorted out a date yet, Teef?"
"Not yet it's early days. You're the only ones to know."
"Well well," piped up Vincent. "How we do feel honoured. I say we invite everyone over tonight and hold a toast for this happy occasion."
"Yuffie, have you put something in his food?" asked Tifa eyeing Vincent warily. "when does Vincent want to hold parties?"
"I merely suggested we should, as Yuffie and I have news of our own."
"Your not pregnant are you Yuffie? You've only been dating a few hours, it must be a record."
"I was referring to our relationship," said Vincent as Yuffie hissed like a cat. "Only you and Marlene know."
"Oh," smiled Tifa releasing her grip from Marlene. "That's a wonderful idea. I'll ring the guys now."
Taking Marlene, she left the room and headed upstairs to ring around. Hopefully Cloud wouldn't be angry at her holding a party at such short notice, and shortly after asking her to marry him.
Pausing for a moment, she thought who to call first. The person was quite unexpected, and she imagined Vincent wouldn't be too happy, but they were friends, after all.
"Hello, Reno? Are you busy tonight?"
"I say," mused Yuffie whilst Tifa was upstairs making the phone call. "Tifa and Cloud will have four kids, and name them after us."
"What if they are all girls?"
"Uhh… Cid's will be Sarah, Yours will be Victoria, Barrett's will be Barbara, and Cloud's will be Claire!"
"I see," nodded Vincent. "I highly doubt they are thinking about children, right now…"
Yuffie shrugged. "I bet Cid's gonna hit the roof about us. I bet he'll say…" she cleared her throat and did and uncanny impression of Cid. " 'Fuck! That brat's with that Vampire!? What the fuck next!' "
Vincent couldn't help but smile. "I'm sure he'll be happy for us."
"Yeah, yeah," wavered Yuffie. "Happy for us to die… Anyway… Gosh, it's exciting. Preparing for a wedding. I can't believe he finally popped the question, it only took him forty years."
Before Vincent could point out Cloud was only twenty-five, Yuffie pressed forwards.
"Mind you, Tifa Strife sounds a bit odd, doesn't it? I think Cloud should change his name. Cloud. Cloud Lockheart. Doesn't that sound better? Vincent, why are you looking at me like I'm weird?"
