10. medieval (leon, yuffie) for Princess of the Knight

Leon wasn't a masochist, but he did practice chivalry. Not to an insane degree, mind you (that was just creepy), but women deserved respect. Simple as that. He was too messed-up to be a knight in shining armor, and gallantry wasn't exactly his thing, but a degree of courteousness seemed appropriate.

Except, um, this wasn't the Middle Ages. Yuffie and Aerith weren't crying out from a tower to be saved (the very image of Yuffie as Rapunzel made even Leon crack a smile.) No, they would be karate-chopping the guards, kicking in doors, and picking locks.

Actually, maybe that was just Yuffie. Aerith would be a little more refined in her escape.

Anyways. So Leon and Yuffie were out patrolling and ran into a group of Heartless. Everything went as per usual— general hacking of limbs, Heartless death, and war cries all around. After it was all over Leon was leaning against a wall, trying to catch his breath after nearly being crushed by a Morning Star, while Yuffie sat on the ground panting.

He offered her a hand, chivalrous man he was. Yuffie looked up, her mouth twisted into a little smirk, and then she threw a shuriken right at his face.

Leon reared back, falling to the ground. "What the heck was that for?" he snapped.

Yuffie pointed behind him, and Leon saw the Neoshadow that had been creeping up on him with a shuriken embedded in its cranium. It was twitching a little, amber eyes vacant. "…Ah."

The ninja grinned and pranced over to him. "Need a hand there, princess?" she asked, a smug little grin on her face.

The grin was what pushed him over the edge. Leon swept his leg right into Yuffie's knees, sending her tumbling to the ground. They then began a very un-chivalrous brawl. Yuffie elbowed him in the gut. "You can't beat a ninja," she gasped, trying to put Leon in a headlock. "Don't even try."

"Oh, really?" Leon then proceeded to jab her in the side, right below the ribcage. Yuffie squealed and recoiled, losing her grip.

"No fair! You can't use ticklish spots!"

"That wasn't established beforehand."

"You dirty cheater!"

"What are you two doing?"

The pair jumped up, facing an annoyed Aerith. "Honestly," the flower girl huffed. "You'd think you were six!"

They mumbled apologies, and Aerith just sighed, turning back to the house. Yuffie stuck her tongue out at Leon from behind her back, grinning like a loon.

Yuffie wasn't a princess, stranded in a tower and pining away. She was a ninja that would whack you in the head with a shuriken and get into fights in the middle of the street. She was a million different crazy things, and Leon liked her just as she was—the anti-Rapunzel.

All the same, when they got back to Merlin's house, he held open the door for her.

Last Squall/Yuffie for awhile. Promise.

I updated stories to list characters at the beginning, and credit prompts to their promptees. Is promptees a word? Oh well, it is now. Next up are Cloud and Yuffie.

ÇőмîŋĢ Ůþ ŅëχŁ: "No prob, Spiky. I always liked my men covered in chocolate, anyways!" (for Loserfish and Darkened-Skys)