Hey everyone! I'm sorry, again, Long time no update. I apologise...but here it is, and this chapter has a special treat for everyone on Christmas day! MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!
This chapter doesn't actually mention christmas, but seeing as I knew I wouldn't finish it before, I decided to update in time for Christmas as a special christmas treat, and I think you'll like this chapter! It kind of different to my other chapters, being one of the original one I planned for this fic, and I hope it didnt get OOC, and I felt that it kind of wasn't 100% towards the end, but I wanted to update in time for christmas.
Thank you thank you thank you to all you reviews, alerters and favoriters; I love you to bits! All the reviews were fantastic, and I love that you enjoy reading this story, because I love writing it and look forward to hearing your thoughts on it! When I'm writing it, I'm often thinking 'oh the readers will laugh at that' or 'they'll like this bit'
I'll stop babbling now and let you read the story! This is the longest chapter yet I think, but I thought screw it, this is one of the proper plot line parts!
Disclaimer (I forgot this in the past few updates, opps!) I do not own any of the characters (except for the couple I made up like Shane), they belong to FF7, Sqaure Enix.
Merry Christmas everyone!
Edited 27/08/2010
I was sulking about having work in the bar (Tifa had literally had to drag me from my office). Scowling, I wiped the counter down. Damn Tifa! She was currently out food shopping with Marlene and Denzel, so I was stuck here instead of my awesome office! Cloud, as usual was out delivering. Vincent was off gallivanting with Shelke. Stupid bitch. Ok that was a bit mean, but every time I thought I might be getting somewhere with Vinnie, that he might be properly moving on, she comes, runs off with him, and then he comes back brooding and angsting more than ever!
"Whoa there! Hey! Hang on ya' stupid mutt!" someone sounding suspiciously like Barret yelled. I looked up, and my jaw dropped. Barret-giant, goliath, massive Barret- was been dragged into the bar by an Old English sheepdog.
Holy Shit on a stick.
Then I exploded (everyone else in the bar was screaming, jumping and running).
"Ohmygawd so cute! Barret you got a dog! Ohmygawd! Awww! Who's a gorgeous dog? Who is? Yes you are! Barret! What's her name?" I babbled, talking, cooing and fussing the dog; I love dogs! So adorable!
"Hasn't got one yet. Gonna' let Marlene name her," Be grunted. He looks slightly annoyed that the dog got more attention and a better welcome than him...
"Call her Fluffy! Or Fluffelkins..." I started rattling off names, while the dog in question was straining against the lead to run around the bar, while the almighty Barret struggled to control her. Customers were glancing fearfully at her. Giggling (there was no way in hell that that dog was dangerous! Not when she had just jumped up and licked Barret on the nose!), I told him to take her into the living quarters.
I can't believe Barret got a dog!
"Shit! Watch it ya' mangy mongrel!" I heard Barret yell, followed by the sound of something smashing. I giggled again.
Barret. A dog. A cute, fluffy dog.
What the fuck was happening to the world?
OOO
Tifa liked the dog. What she didn't like was the mess she had made. So she made me take her to the park, which was strangely deserted. Maybe because of the sign saying 'Warning; gang ground'. Psssh I'd like to tell the 'gang' where they could shove their crappy sign. Gawd help them if they came and met me. They may intimate kids, but I'd show them intimidation when I introduced them to my shruiken!
Yeah so I was sitting on a swing whilst the dog ran around wildly. By the way, Marlene was ecstatic about the dog. And she did name it. I can't believe Barret was actually going to allow the name she's given it, because she's called the dog-
"Vinnie! Shelke...what are you doing here?" My ecstatic cry faltered when I saw Shelke behind Vinnie.
"..."
"Yuffie Kisaragi,"
Oh gawd. The dot dot dots. A sure sign of wallowing. And I would really like to show Shelke where she could shove her 'Yuffie Kisaragi's' but I don't think Vinnie would like it...
"So where have you been for the past week and a half? Must have been really important, and you must have been really busy considering you couldn't seem to answer any calls or texts!" Ok, yes, now I was angry. It's Shelke's presence I swear.
"..."
"Oh, I see. So important that you now can't even speak to a person like me because I haven't done anything as important as the important thing you've done, and so am to lowly to have my questions answered, and well as my calls and texts!" ok I was really pissed now. He was just staring at me. Stupid jerk. He could kiss his materia goodbye.
"Right. Well, if I'm just going to be ignored, I'm going to and waste my time elsewhere," I turned to leave, stepping forward.
"...Why are you here?" on 'gang ground'? On my own?
"Oh, he speaks!" I exclaimed, glaring. He didn't even glare back. "Barret got a pet that was driving Tifa crazy,"
...A pet that loves people. That loves people...how would Vinnie react? I grinned.
"KITTY!" I called the dog that wasn't in sight. Vinnie remained stoic. Kitty. Yep, that's what Marlene named the dog. She called a massive dog, Kitty.
Vinnie doesn't like cats, and with a name like 'Kitty' he probably thinks a cat going to jump out of nowhere. So the flicker of surprise on his face was very amusing when a huge, lumbering, old English sheep dog ran out and practically knocked him off of his feet. Because that's the last thing you expect to see when you call 'Kitty'.
The adorable dog in question was jumping up at Vinnie, attempting to lick him. He just pushed her off. Kitty whined, lay down, with her head in her paws, looking very rejected and sad.
I, not completely inhuman like the jerk standing in front of me, could not just let a dog look so dejected.
"Oh there's a good girl! Ignore the scary, mean, creepy old vampire!" I fussed the poor dog. I know Vincent was glaring at me. He always does when I call him 'vamp' 'vampy' or 'vampire'
Kitty whined.
"Oh I know, Hush," I cooed.
After a great deal more fuss, Kitty stopped been depressed and I clipped on the lead.
"C'mon you silly Kitty." I giggled at this, "no pun intended girl. I still can't believe Marlene gave you that ridiculous name!"
Kitty trotted happily by my side, while the walking dead followed behind me. I studiously ignored them because thinking about them would jaust make me extremely annoyed; He was angsting again! Why? WHY? He was alive wasn't he? He had friends didn't he? He didn't deserve them if this was how he treated them, dot dot doting them and all!
Oh for the love of Leviathan! Lucrecia was dead, by her own doing. She was stupid. She made the damn choices, not him!
And Shelke? She...she was a human with parts of Lucrecia's memories. But she was human, and she does feel, because she is human, and she doesn't need Mako anymore, so she is human! And any human can see that those memories are screwing Vincent up! He did forgive himself after Omega, but Shelke still reminded him of those memories, so he'd still think about Lucrecia, who was dead! And that would remind him of the fact that he'd loved her, but she was dead! Its unhealthy thinking about someone who is dead all the time!
SHELKE AND LUCRECIA ARE BOTH COWS! YOU HEAR ME? SHELKE? YOU'RE A BITCH! YOU'RE SCREWING VINNIE UP FOR A SECOND TIME! THIS MAKES YOU AS BAD AS LUCRETCIA (WHO IS REALLY, REALLY BAD) BECAUSE SHE SCREWED HIM UP THE FIRST TIME!
I...I couldn't try and fix him if Shelke kept coming back and screwing up the unscrewing...
Gawd, I'm angsting now.
Sniffing angrily, I increased my march.
Instead of going through the bar doors, I went through the back door, into the kitchen, where Tifa was sitting. Kitty immediately went and did a dog version of glomping her.
"Hey Kitty! Hi Yuffie! Oh! Vincent, Shelke!" Tifa smiled. Why would you smile at Shelke when she walks in? All you'll get is a-
"Hello Tifa Lockhart."
I mean, what kind of greeting is that?
Tifa's eyes strayed to me. She could immediately see I was...upset and irritated. She would have known why as well.
Instead of hanging around in the oh so cheery kitchen, I stalked into the TV room, and sat down stiffly in a chair with my arms crossed, next to Denzel. Barret and Marlene were at the back of the room.
"Was that Valentine an' Shelke I just 'erd?" Barret asked. I nodded. I could still here them from in here.
"So what have you been up to? You didn't answer any of Yuffie's text Vincent." Tifa asked, in her smiley voice. Couldn't she see it was wasted on them?
"We have been busy Tifa Lockhart," Gawd Shelke. She asked Vinnie, not you. No wonder he never talked! Shelke didnt't let him!
I tried to tune them out. Unsuccessfully.
"May we stay here tonight Tifa Lockhart?"
He wasn't staying.
I got up abruptly. Denzel was watching me. He was probably lonely; Barret was there so Marlene would be soaking up all the time she could with him.
"Want to come see my office Denzel?" I asked him. He nodded, and stood up. I went round through the bar door rather than going through the kitchen.
"It's a bit of a walk from here Denny boy," I said light heartedly.
"I know," he said. He looked quite happy. But as I said, Tifa's on bar duty now, and Marlene and Barret will probably go out. He could go with them if he'd of wanted, but I don't think he liked intruding. That's what he told me anyway.
"It really bothers you doesn't it Aunt Yuffie?" he suddenly asked. I didn't need to ask what he was talking about. I sighed.
"Yes," I said softly, "He's my friend Denzel. I don't like it when my friends aren't happy,"
"And it makes you unhappy when your friends aren't happy," He stated.
"Yes. And tell me if Vincent looks happy Denzel! Every time he goes off with Shelke, he just gets messed up! I try to fix him...I just wish he could be happy like the rest of us. But what's the use trying when he's just going to waltz off and do whatever he and Shelke do? He'll just come back and start to brood all over again! It's infuriating! I can't stand it!" I ranted at Denzel. Then I grinned sheepishly, "Sorry Denzel. I didn't mean to dump all that on you,"
I swear I was confiding in the kids recently. First Marlene, now Denzel!
"You shouldn't give up Aunt Yuffie. That's what Cloud tried to do. And Tifa kicked his ass," Denzel grinned.
"You think that's what Vinnie needs huh? A good ass kicking? Doesn't sound like a bad idea Denzel," I grinned back. Maybe that was what I should do. I was always telling him if he didn't stop brooding I'd kick his ass. If I followed through with my threat, he might snap out of it because he'd live in fear of my ninjaness!
"You care about him most don't you Aunt Yuffie?" Denzel asked. He already knew the answer so there was no point denying it.
"He's the one who needs caring about the most," I sighed, then shook myself out of sentimental conversation "Enough of this sentimental shi...crap Denzel. If caring means shoving my shruiken up his ass that that what I'll do,"
OOO
When we got to WRO headquarters, I showed Denzel my office. He agreed that it was kick ass. I showed him how the touch pad worked, and even let him sort my materia. Then we scoffed the chocolate I keep in my mini-fridge, and pranked people's offices.
"Come in!" I called when I heard a knock on my door. It opened, and the person shut the door behind them.
"Oh my gawd SHANE!" I yelled, glomping him, "You're alive! I thought the fan girl's had killed you!"
"Well they didn't," he laughed. I pointed to Denzel.
"This is Denzel, Denzel this is Shane," I introduced.
"Oh, so you're the nameless hot guy who helped Aunt Yuffie and Uncle Vincent escaped an army of fan girls?" Denzel asked.
"Uh...I guess so," Shane said.
"So what brings you to my office Shane?" I asked hurriedly, shooting Denzel a glare. He just had to say that didn't he?
"Well...you rang the emergency line saying that there was an emergency," he said, looking confused at the lack of...emergency.
Opps. Guess he tracked the number.
"Oh," Denzel laughed, "Well we just-"
"Ran out of chocolate," I interrupted. If Reeve found out he would probably have got mad...
"You ran out of...chocolate," Shane repeated.
"Yes, but it doesn't matter now because I forgot that I had some in the touch pad vault," I said quickly. Denzel was stuffing his fist in his mouth to stop himself from laughing at my lame cover story.
"Right," Shane said. He looked around the office, "You've set up home in here haven't you?"
"Yeah," I answered. I'd hung a huge picture of all of Avalanche on the wall, with Marlene and Denzel in as well, as well as loads of pictures of Wutai and stuff. I'd got a display of weapons on the wall, as well as books and music scattered all over the place. My computer background was, again, a picture off all of Avalanche, except I'd meddled with is so everyone was pulling a funny face.
"Why shouldn't I have?" I asked, suspiciously.
"Well, I just heard that Miss Rui was requesting an office swap with you," Shane shrugged.
What. The. Fuck?
"WHAT?" I yelled. Shane looked startled. Denzel looked kind of pissed.
"Why does she want to swap?" he asked. Did she get on his nerves as well? Or was it just because he was surprised how she managed to upset me, through Vinnie?
"That's just what I heard. I thought she would have talked to you," Shane said.
"Well she hasn't! What else did you hear?" I asked angrily. That little bitch!
"Nothing...just that she was going to personally asked Reeve to swap offices with you for convenience," He told me, then added "That'd pretty ignorant without consulting you before asking the president,"
"Wouldn't it just? Convenience my ass! She just wants to have an office next to Vincent!" I snarled. What the hell? I couldn't believe this! If she'd gone to Reeve already, he would assume that she'd run this by me, and gone ahead and moved my stuff without telling me!
"Don't tell Tifa I said this, but what a cow," Denzel exclaimed.
"Well I'm one ninja who isn't going to be snuck up on from behind!" I fumed. I just couldn't believe it! First she messes Vinnie up, and then she tries to steal my office, which is conveniently next to Vinnie's! Well she's got another thing coming!
After I had been up to Reeve's office, threatening bodily harm to the guard at his door who said he was too busy to see anyone (Denzel and Shane just shrugged helplessly at the guard), and made Reeve promise I could stay in my office no matter what, I asked Denzel if he wanted me to teach him some hand to hand combat. He enthusiastically agreed, and we headed down to the training ground. Shane had to get back to work, but said he would come back.
So me and Denzel spent the next hour or so fighting. Denzel was a fast learner, and was brilliant at the moves I taught him...All I could say is he'll sleep well tonight!
We went into the cafeteria to get a drink and some noms. Surprisingly, I did tell Denzel that we had to have something relatively healthy. Not just chocolate and chips...
OOO
Later after lunch, I did actually go do some work in my kickass office. Shane offered to take Denzel on a tour of the building, so I spent some time reading reports and emails, and replying. I did do most of it before getting distracted. And I didn't even mean to get distracted. I just somehow managed to find funny fan art of Avalanche...and one comic really caught my attention.
Now I was very familiar with the battle in the forgotten city between Cloud and the remnants. And Vincent rescuing him of course. So when I saw this comic, I was pissing myself laughing. Really. I was laughing so hard and so much, I was disturbing my neighbour. Who was very hard to disturb because he's Vincent Valentine. Yeah, I thought he was at the bar, but he clearly came in to do some work or something.
When he knocked on the door, and entered my kickass office, the pissed off look on his face did nothing to stem my laughter. It did the opposite. As soon as I saw who had come in, I exploded into more laughter. Gawd, it hurt laughing so hard! He just stood there, looking annoyed, and kind of confused at my outburst upon seeing him.
"Yuffie, please can you refrain from laughing so loudly," he said, in a pissed off voice. And I think I'd just discovered a way to make Vincent Valentine say more than two words; just piss him off!
I, of course, did not 'refrain from laughing so loudly'. I shook my head in apology to him. He glared while I continued to laugh uncontrollably, one arm clutched around my middle, and the other over my mouth trying to muffle my laughter.
"..."
Laugh.
"..."
Laugh.
"..."
Laugh-
"..!."
Laugh.
"...What is so funny?" he asked in an as-frustrated-tone-of-voice-as-Vinnie-frustrated-tones-of-voice-go.
"You-laugh-you-laugh" here I pointed at him, one arm still around my middle to stop myself tearing in two from laughter, "got stuck-laugh-in a-laugh- TREE!" I continued to laugh hysterically.
"...what?" poor Vinnie looked genuinely confused, and really cute because of this, but this only made me laugh harder.
"I have never been stuck in a tree," he frowned.
"YES YOU HAVE!" I corrected him, still laughing.
"...When?" he asked.
"In the forgotten city," I informed him. I finally managed to control my laughter, and calmed it to frequent giggling.
"..."
Giggle.
"..."
Giggle-
"..?."
Giggle.
"I have never been stuck on a tree in the forgotten city,"
"Yes you have! In the forgotten city, rescuing Cloud from the remnants-" I broke into hysterical laughter again.
"..." he just gave me a really odd look, like I'd just thrown up on his killer clanker boots or something, and left the room.
I took my arm from around by shaking body and got to comic up again and attached it to an email saying 'AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA' and sent it to Vinnie. I practically had to shove my fist into my mouth to shut myself up and calm down a little. But I couldn't; not when imaging Vinnie's face if he read my email and opened the attachment...
My door suddenly, not quite slammed, opened and Vinnie strode in. He looks more pissed than before...I wonder if he looked at the comic...
The look on his face was not that of a happy bunny. I forced myself to stop laughing, and take a deep breath. I managed to keep a straight face for a grand total of two seconds, before exploding into laughter, leaning my head onto the desk.
Really I don't know why I find this so amusing. Vinnie sure didn't...but just the idea of Vincent Valentine...perfect, co-ordinated, brooding Vincent Valentine getting stuck...in a tree...
HA! Now he knows what it's like to have someone laugh at you, like he did to me with the whole spider thing! That would teach him to laugh at me like that, over that, again!
My laughing abated, and I sat up, looking up at a still very pissed Vince.
"...Finished?" he asked. Opps. He really didn't sound happy...
I was about to say 'yes' when-
"No," I started laughing again. I didn't take too long to stop this time. With one last giggle, I looked back up.
"Now I am," I told him, still with a grin that threatened to give way to laughter.
He just stood there glaring. I really should tell him that his death glares don't have any effect on me, because it probably hurts his eyes.
"Uh, can I help you?" I asked.
"I did not get stuck in a tree in the forgotten city rescuing Cloud from the remnants," he informed my coolly, still glaring. Seventeen words he just used! In one whole sentence!
"Yeah..." I bit my lip to stop myself from laughing again, but in vain, "but you did!"
"I did not," he argued.
"You did!" I snorted.
"I did-" he broke off, scowling even more, knowing I could go at 'did not' 'did to' thing for hours.
I giggled.
"See! You just admitted it!" his scowl deepened even more. He wanted to be careful; if he scowled anymore his face might off stayed like that permanently! And I didn't want that!
"Yuffie, this is childish," he said.
"Your face is childish," I sniggered. This seemed to be the wrong thing to say.
"You do realise that that was just a comic," he snapped. That was also the wrong thing to say.
I abruptly stopped laughing and scowled instead; couldn't he take a joke? Oh, wait, remember, He's Vincent brooding, wallowing, angsting, Valentine, so no, he couldn't.
"Yes Vincent, I do realise that that was just a comic. I was just having a laugh about it though. You should try it, instead of buggering off without telling anyone and ignoring all your texts while everyone else waits around, worrying their asses off about you!" I retorted. Now I was the one who was pissed. He looked slightly taken aback by my sudden change of mood and subject.
"It was just a comic, and if you weren't being so negative, like you always are when you get back from travelling with Shelke, you might see that too rather than being so pissy about it!" I was going onto full rant mode now. I was just so sick, and so tired! I stood up and walked over to him.
"You need to start seeing your glass as half full instead of half empty; instead of the things you haven't got, consider the things you have got; open your eyes and look around you Vincent! Because one of the things you have got is friends! Has it ever crossed your mind that maybe when you're unhappy and all negative then that's what your friends will be as well? Because they care about you? Because that's what does happen!"
Ok, well I was talking more about me than everyone else in general, but everyone else does worry about him so it's true. And he knew I was pissed and upset because I usually only call him Vincent when I'm pissed or upset.
"You need to start living in the now, instead of the past, and stop dwelling on the mistakes you made. Live like me! As if today is your last day! On impulse! That way, you do everything you want to do, and give it your best shot. That way, if you want something to happen, or not to happen, you do everything in your power so it does or doesn't; you can't blame yourself for what does or doesn't happen because you did your best; there's nothing else you could have done," I was coming to the end of my tirade now, "This is impulse, right here right now. I didn't plan to lecture your ear off! It's only because you're being such a jerk that I am! It's your own fault! Otherwise, I'll end up sticking my shruiken up a place where you don't want want it, and I'm pretty damn sure you don't want that to happen. So what I'm trying to say is when you and Shelke resume whatever you do, please don't come back brooding, and angsting and whatever! Just stop it. Stop it gawd damnit!" I ceased yelling at the gunslinger, and stood breathing slightly faster than usual, my eyes lowered to the floor, effectively stopping myself glaring at him with the strength of a supernova.
I felt kind of self conscious now. That was a lot to dump on him. He himself is just watching me, no doubt processing what I just ranted hundred miles a minute to him, with one of the rare looks in his eyes that I can't identify.
I hope I hadn't over stepped the line.
"I'll see you back at the bar," I muttered retreating from my kick ass office. I walked through the corridors (to which I now knew where they lead) to the exit. Then I remembered Denzel. Crap. I didn't want to go back to my office and wait for him because that would take me into a ten metre radius of Vinnie.
"Whoa aunt Yuffie!" speak of the devil, I almost walked straight into Denzel and Shane.
"Heya Denzel! You ok?" I asked, smiling.
"You bet! This place is awesome!" he grinned back.
"Thought you'd agree with me! Thanks for taking him Shane," I said.
"No problem," Shane replied.
"Hey Denzel, do you mind if we go home now?" I asked. I really don't want to hang around and risk bumping into Vince.
"Sure. What's up though?" Denzel asked. Doesn't miss an inch that kid.
"Oh nothing...well I just kind of ran into Vincent," I admitted.
"And...?" Denzel prompted.
"And kind of went a little crazy at him," I mumbled.
"It will do him some good," Denzel announced. I smiled sheepishly.
"I hope so," I said somewhat anxiously. Jeesh! I needed to stop obsessing! Vinnie had it coming!
"You look like you could do with a drink, no offence," Shane declared.
"None taken. I think that's definitely what I could do with," I grinned back.
"Well, me and some others are going out for a few drinks later on if you want to join us, and let off a bit of steam," Shane said. He is so nice!
"What, more steam than I just let off whilst ranting at Vinnie?" I laughed, "Sounds good though. Count me in,"
"Great! I'll see you later then," Shane smiled.
Me and Denzel found the exit and started home.
"You know, I don't think Uncle Vincent will like..." Denzel started to say, and then trailed off.
"Like what?" I asked.
"Nothing," Denzel shook his head.
Huh?
OOO
I bought us some ice cream on the trek home, and Denzel told me where Shane had taken him, and what he had seen. We had just finished our ice creams when we heard a familiar roar.
"Cloud!" Denzel yelled. Cloud noticed us and pulled over. Fenrir snarled before shutting off.
"Hey Denzel, Yuffie. What are you in the middle of the city?"
"Yuffie took me to see her office," Denzel explained.
"Barret's come to see Marlene," I elaborated for him. He nodded.
"And Barret got a dog! It's huge!" Denzel added.
"Barret got a dog? What's it called?" Cloud asked curiously.
"Kitty," I answered, straight faced. He looked at me sceptically.
"He called it...Kitty?" he asked, not sounding like he believed me. I didn't blame him; a dog called Kitty. Its got to be the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard of.
"Yes. Honestly! Well, strictly speaking, Marlene named her Kitty," I grinned.
"Ah, that explains it then," Cloud grinned.
"Yuffie taught me some hand to hand fighting as well!" Denzel announced.
"She did? Hang on...I thought you were working in the bar today," Cloud said.
"Well yeah, but Tifa put me in charge of Kitty, because that dog is one crazy Kitty..." I trailed of, confused by my own words.
"And Uncle Vincent and Shelke came back," Denzel put in. Cloud looked at me in a curious/concerned way.
"So you walked miles across the city to the WRO head quarters," he stated in a tone that suggested that makes sense-not. I looked at my feet.
"Well you know how he gets when he gets back with Shelke. I can't stand it," I admitted. Cloud raised his eyebrow. I bet Tifa told him that I like Vincent...
"You want me to have a word?" he asked. Cloud was such a good friend and a great guy now he's got over himself, and got with Tifa. I love him loads. I really do. In a friendly, brother/sister way I mean.
"Well..." I started.
"She already did," Denzel piped up.
"Of course you did," Cloud chuckled.
"I kind of bit his head off as well," I said sheepishly.
"It'll do him good," Cloud grinned, still amused.
"That's what I said!" Denzel exclaimed. I smiled.
"You sure did. Cloud, Tifa will kill you if you don't have a helmet," I told the swordsman.
"Have a little faith Yuffie. I wouldn't let him on without one," Cloud frowned, rummaging around in one of those compartments he has on Fenrir.
"A helmet for who?" Denzel asked.
"You of course!" I grinned, pushing him towards Cloud who had found the helmet.
"What? Me? Really?" Denzel gasped, looking from me to Cloud.
"Sure. Well, if you want," Cloud shrugged, good humour gleaming in his eyes.
"Wow! Of course I do!" Denzel answered, securing the helmet, and hopping on behind Cloud. I don't think I'd ever seen a grin that huge on that kids face before. He'd had a really good day though. Nyuk Nyuk. All because of me. Well, Barret and Vinnie kind of as well...
Cloud started Fenrir up.
"See you back at the bar," I said, stepping back.
"Will you be ok?" Cloud asked.
"Psh! Course I will! I'm the great ninja Yuffie Kisaragi!" I declared.
"Right, yeah, forgot who I was talking to," Cloud muttered.
"I heard that!" I frowned, Cloud revved Fenrir, "Oh and Cloud, thanks,"
"Anytime Yuffie," and with that he sped off. That machine is damned noisy!
Tifa's done him real good.
OOO
I got back to the bar a while later, and went and took over my shift in the bar. After that I went and hung out in my room, ignoring the left over paperwork I had to do from the WRO, getting ready to go out instead. When I was ready I went out into the hall and walked towards the stairs when a door opened behind me.
"Yuffie,"
Jebus! I swear Vinnie could teleport or something! When had he got in?
I turned as he walked towards me.
"Heya Vince," I said quietly. He was watching me again and again; it was that rare look I couldn't identify. Jeez, this was awkward. I didn't really know what to say; I know! Yuffie Kisaragi speechless! What had happened to the world?
Surprisingly, it was Vinnie who broke the silence.
"...You were right. What you said earlier,"
...
Ok, I didn't know what he'd say but I didn't expect him to say that.
"I said a lot Vince," I mumbled.
"All if it you were right about," he answered.
"I'm right about everything Vinnie," I smiled looking up. He smiled a little, looking...a bit relieved?
"I know,"
"I didn't mean to dump all of that on you," I told him, looking down again.
"Well, you should have," I suddenly found myself looking back up at him, one of his fingers under my chin, forcing me to look at him. His gaze was really intense for a moment, but then it faded, and he dropped his hand.
"I apologise for being so...pissy," he smirked. I giggled and let myself fall forward into his chest, wrapping an arm around him. He reciprocated the action.
"There's nothing to apologise for as long as you don't do it again," I said into his chest.
"I'll do my best not to," he promised. I pulled away.
"You'd better do better that your best mister or I'll have to follow through with my threat and shove my shruiken up your ass," I threatened good humouredly.
"Yes Yuffie," he said, in mock submissiveness.
Then I realised that I was supposed to be going out.
"Well Vinnie, it's been nice chatting with you in this hallway, but I got to go," I smiled brightly at him.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"I'm going...now that is a very good question," I frowned, trying to remember where I was actually going, "opps. I forgot to ask where..."
Vinnie looked amused and kind of exasperated.
"Don't you even think of rolling your eyes Vincent Valentine," I told him with narrowed eyes.
"YUFFIE! Shane's here!" Tifa suddenly yelled from the bar. I turned my head.
"COMING!" I shouted back, "Jeesh, I swear that guy is always one step ahead of me," I muttered.
"You're going out with Shane?" Vinnie asked in a suspicious kind of voice.
"Well, not just Shane. Some other WRO people as well, and don't worry, I'm not going to get pissed out of my mind," I assured him.
"You'd better not," he frowned, looking...annoyed?
"Excuse me?" I asked, narrow eyed again. He may be sexy, and I may like him, but he'd better not be doing what I thought he was doing!
"..." he was still half glaring.
"Right, well bye then," I turned to leave.
"Yuffie," what now? I turned back around. I was about to say 'yes Vinnie?' but I got...cut off. By...by him kissing me.
Now my definition of kiss is pressing your lips on someone, preferably the mouth. And that's what Vinnie was doing.
VINCENT VALENTINE WAS KISSING ME! KISSING! ME! YUFFIE KISARAGI!
Ok, he didn't have an arm round me or anything and there wasn't any tongue action, but it wasn't just a peck on the lips either; there was definite lip action!
FOR THE LOVE OF LEVIATHAN THE MAN I HAVE A MASSIVE CRUSH ON WAS KISSING ME!
It wasn't a very long kiss, but it felt like hours to me. When he pulled back, I just stood, blinking at him, still processing what had just happened. Then I realised what had just happened and blushed like I had never blushed before.
"You just kissed me!" I accused intelligently.
"I did," he confirmed, looking at me with an expression looking suspiciously like laughter.
"But...You...I...What?" I stammered.
"Just an impulse," he said smoothly, before turning and walking back to his room with a definite smug smirk on his face.
I still stood there, in shock, still blushing. Vincent just kissed me. Vincent just kissed me.
I pressed my fingers to my still tingling lips. He just kissed me.
"YUFFIE!" Tifa yelled again. Oh, right Shane. Drinks. Bar.
I hurried down the stairs.
"Are you alright?" Tifa asked when she noticed my flushed face.
"Me? When am I not? I'm super dooper!" I said. She looked unconvinced, "Hiya Shane. Sorry about the wait. I'm ready now though,"
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Gawd damnit! Vinnie Was such an idiot! I couldn't concentrate! All I could think about was that damn kiss! What had he meant by it? You don't just get an impulse to kiss some one! Well...you do...I got them all the time when I'm around Vinnie...but that's not the point!
"Are you ok Yuffie?" a girl I came with asked. Her names Penelope. She's dead nice. Dead pretty as well.
"Yeah I'm fine. Just some jerk kissed me before I came out and that's all I can think about," I half growled half sighed. She laughed.
"Sound like someone wanted to distract you,"
"Huh?" I asked.
"They knew you were going out right?" she asked.
"Uh-huh," I answered.
"Then maybe they did it so you would be thinking about it all evening and so couldn't think about any good looking blokes here," she gestured around. I noticed her glance lingered on Shane.
"Nah," I shook my head, because that just wasn't Vincent...was it? I shook my head again, clearing those thoughts, "he said he did it on impulse. However, someone needs to be getting somewhere around here. Let's make a plan for you to score Shane,"
"What?" she squealed, blushing.
"Your secrets safe with me," I laughed.
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I got back to the bar late that night. I wasn't completely hammered, but I was pleasantly...buzzed. I swore someone was on the roof when I unlocked the door because I saw a silhouette and a flash of gold...
I got myself some water and headed up the stairs, unintentionally crashing into something that had been put on the stairs to stop Kitty from getting into our rooms. It made a very loud clatter when it hit the floor. Oh well, It wasn't my fault. Who puts something right in the way when they know someone was going to come in tipsy?
I stumbled down the hall way, and fumbled with the door knob. I paused to switch the glass to my other had when I heard something like a window shutting coming from the direction of Vinnie's room. Had he stayed up to make sure I got in safely? That was so sweet! See, there's a reason, right there, why I love him...
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I woke up the next morning with a moderate head ache. I lay there listening to the normal early morning sounds. One sound in particular caught my attention; the back doors closing.
I abruptly threw off the covers, and scrambled to my window, opening it. Sure enough, there was Vinnie and Shelke, walking up the street.
"HEY! VINNIE!" I yelled, wincing at the loud noise. He stopped and turned around, "WATCH OUT FOR THOSE TREES!"
I could have sworn I saw him smile.
Woot! And thats the tenth chapter done! What did you think? Did you like it? Was it a christmas treat?
By the way, the whole Kitty the dog thing? My sister had a friend who had a dog called Kitty, and I remember laughing when she told me about it, so I put it in.
I bet you liked the kiss! Yuffentine fan probably do as kissing between Vincent and Yuffie usually means Yuffentine goodness! I'm not sure if I wrote it very well...but hey, I'm not writing from experience here.
Right, I'm off to bed now, because the sooner I go to sleep, the sooner I will wake up and can open Christmas presents! oh and by the way, if you want to give me a present, write me a review! talking of updates, I'll try and update again in the christmas holidays!
I have 98 reviews so far, so please, lets get it to 100! that will make my Christmas!
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