There is not, to my knowledge, any "Celebrity" section on , so yeah. Don't kill me!

41. Citric Acid

Yuffie booted up her shiny new laptop and headed for her new favorite site.

The site was called "", and she was absolutely thrilled with it. This concept of altering reality to fit with fantasy was totally her thing.

She'd even found a celebrity section, and to her delight, there were lots of "fanfics" for AVALANCHE.

As she clicked open their section, she decided to play with the parameters. Choosing different characters from their adventures, she checked out the stories for Tifa and Cloud, happily browsing through stories both ridiculous and not.

After a few more innocent combos (who knew that so many people thought Cid and Vincent would make a hot couple?), she put herself in, along with Vincent, just to see how many pages they had.

Pages, she had learned, were in direct proportion to popularity. The more you had, the more popular you were.

She checked the parameters again, Vincent V., Yuffie K., and hit "go".

The sheer vast number of pages dedicated to the worship of Yuffie snogging Vinnie made her balk a little.

Scrolling through the page, she quickly discovered the "couple name" that had been painstakingly devised for them.

"Yuffentine?" she mused aloud. It had something of a ring to it, she had to admit....

She idly messed with various options at the top of the screen, story length, complete or not, and finally reached the ratings. She'd never altered the standard "K+ - T" that the site imposed. When she opened the drop down menu, she discovered two additional ratings, K and M.

"What's M?" she asked herself.

When the page had reloaded the first thing she noted was the number of pages, which was still quite considerable.

The first story was a complete story of one chapter, a "one-shot", entitled "Steam and Velvet".

The title didn't seem all that great, and the summary read, "Yuffentine lemon! Lime! Citrus, citrus, citrus! PWP! Enjoy! :DDD". Yuffie opened the story anyway, and the first paragraph left her gaping.

She moaned breathily into his mouth as his human hand cupped her breast. The heat of the night....

"Holy Leviathan," she breathed. The ninja princess read on, drawn into the text with morbid fascination.

She leaned close to the screen and her eyes grew wide as she continued to read, the words winding themselves into her thoughts and painting pictures on the insides of her eyelids when she blinked.

Vincent, naked and warm, holding her and....

She resolutely diverted that particular track of thought and plowed on. The force of will required to stop herself having dirty thoughts about Vincent became too much, and she hastily clicked the "back" button, vowing silently never to read another "lemon" again.

At least, not one about Vincent.