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1 Who you Are
1.1 Part 2, By: Ayla
Yuffie poked her head into what she HOPED was Vincent's room this time. She had been opening and closing all the doors to the mansion, poking about to see which one a Vincent Valentine was sleeping in. She found one. It was a lump covered by black blankets and admitting a faint snoring sound.
She swung the tall door open and skidded across the room in her bare feet. She placed a tray on the table and looked at Vincent's sleeping form. He was completely covered by blankets.
Jeez, doesn't he know any other color than black and red?
The sneaky girl pulled back the bottom half of his quilt and found two pale feet. He has cute feet! For a guy. Yuffie thought as she lightly tickled his feet. No reaction.
Grrrrrr
She climbed up on his bed and crawled over to where his head might be. The girl pulled back the blankets to find Vincent's lovely head. Completely pale and peaceful. She tucked some of his ebony strands behind his air and blowed into his air. His reaction was award-winning.
He shot up like a bullet with the biggest eyes Yuffie had ever seen. By the time Vincent realized it was just a Yuffie in his room and he was not under fire by creatures blowing things in his hair, Yuffie had fallen off the bed in hysterics.
"My God, Vincent! That was SO funny!" she clutched her stomach as she bent over laughing. "I never knew your face could hold that expression!"
"Ha." Vincent glared. He pulled his blanket up to what he felt was appropriate. He wasn't naked, just in his boxers, which made him feel uncomfortable with someone looking at him without all his layers.
"I got bored waiting for you to get up so I made ya breakfast!" Yuffie beamed in delight.
Vincent looked at the tray on his dresser. "That's nice."
Yuffie stopped laughing. "What's wrong Vincent? It's not like I woke you up from your beauty sleep! It's 11 o'clock!"
"Oh.?" Vincent looked at the clock on his dresser and rubbed his temples. The blanket that was trying so well to hide his bare chest slipped and allowed Yuffie to take in his lovely chest and stomach. The girl blushed and looked away.
What a waste. such a gorgeous man and the only love he has to give is for that dead scientist.
The young girl looked the other way as Vincent slipped on his shirt and pants, and then buckled all the strips on his cloak. She couldn't help but feel sad for Vincent and mad at Lucrecia for some reason.
She practically played him and left him for. eww! She had Vincent's love and she let it go.
The girl frowned. "Are you done yet?"
"Yes."
Yuffie turned around. His bed had already been made too.
"Come with me, I'll show you you're room."
"What, you're not going to eat your breakfast?"
".."
"Vincent!"
Too late, he had already left the room.
"Fine! I'm making dinner and shoving it down your throat!" Yuffie said as she chased after him.
"Oh I like this room!" the girl said as she looked around, "except for the cobwebs."
"We can fix that," said Vincent, who was one step ahead of her. He was already propped up on a chair collecting the cobwebs with one of those dust- collecting things.
"How long do you think you'll be staying here, Yuffie?"
"Oh what, you're trying to kick me out already?"
"No, I'm just asking, in case you need anything."
"I don't know, however long it takes me to get the Knights of the Round summon materia, I guess."
"Well then you'll need a few things." He was dusting off and getting the spider webs off the high places and Yuffie did the same for the bottoms.
"Hmm. I have all the clothes I need, my brush, my toothbrush. yeah, I'll be hungry soon, you can go get me a whole Thanksgiving dinner!"
Vincent looked down at her from his position. "That's not what I meant."
Yuffie looked up at him. "Well then what did you mean?" Ooooh, this is gunna be funny.
"Uh.. Just, in case, you need, a few. products?"
The girl was just basking in his embarrassment. "Vincent, what are you talking about? Beauty products? Deodorant? Are you saying I smell?"
"Well, no."
"Are you calling me fat?"
"No!"
"Well then go back to work!"
The poor man sighed and shook his head as he continued his work. Yuffie tried not to bust up laughing.
Throughout the day it was nothing but vacuuming, washing blankets, dusting and cleaning things up. Soon the room Yuffie would sleep in seemed welcoming enough. She would be able to sleep in an actual bed tonight. Vincent was off getting things at the store and the curious girl thought it would be fun to explore his creepy house.
She decided it was more fun to slide down the railing of the stairs than go down them on foot and poked her head into the greenhouse room. Surprisingly for such a dark and gloomy man, Vincent had the time to keep. flowers.
Yuffie snickered as she imagined the scary man who didn't give a damn about anything tending to flowers.
She crept into the other room, which was nothing more than a den and looked throughout the whole mansion for a T.V.
Vincent finally came home later on to find a very bored Yuffie sitting in the middle of the entranceway on the carpet. "I'm bored."
The man just blinked and set the groceries down on the counter and started to unpack them. The girl came into the kitchen and poked him. "There's nothing to do in your house, Vincent. You don't even have a T.V."
Vincent didn't say anything to her, he just continued unpacking things.
"There's plenty of things to do. You can read, for one."
"Booooring."
Yuffie came over to where Vincent was unloading things and peeked into the bag. "Vincent, I can't believe you didn't get me any pads."
"Huh?"
Yuffie liked sleeping in a bed of her own. It was a lot better than her bed at home, but she was starting to get homesick. She decided today would be the day she would try to contact Cloud, she had done her resting and the marks around her wrist and ankles were healed.
The girl yawned and walked and stretched down the hallway at the same time and slid down the stair railing. Vincent was preparing breakfast. She was so thankful for his help. Indeed she wasn't the ungrateful brat her father had accused her of. Vincent was actually. her friend. It seemed like a different kind of friend than giggling with Tifa and pestering Cid, Vincent seemed like the kind she wanted to make happy. She only hoped he thought of her as a friend.
Yuffie shrugged. Vincent had his opinions on things that were very different from everyone else's. Yuffie figured Vincent just thought of her as an acquaintance.
The girl sat down at the table in which she dubbed "her" seat, even though it was the seat Vincent preferred to sit in, he let her have it.
"Hey Vincent, do you still have your PHS?"
"Yes."
"Could I use it? I need to call Cloud."
He nodded and placed a stack of pancakes on Yuffie's plate. She scarfed them down. The man smiled inwardly, It's nice having company.
Ring, ring, ring
No one was picking up the PHS.
Ring, ring, ring
Still no answer.
Ring, ring, ring
"Cloud answer the damn PHS!!"
Ring, "Hullo?"
"Cloud!"
"Who is this.?"
"What do you mean 'who is this', it's your best friend, Yuffie!"
"Oh. What do you need, Yuffie?"
"Uh. well, it's a long story, but I know you'd never give me your Knights of the Round,"
"Yep."
"And I really need it. So can I borrow at least borrow your Gold Chocobo?! I really, really need it to prove to my dad that I really am Ninja material and that I can make him happy and turn Wutai back to its power and then I'll finallybecomeaWOMAN!" the gasped as she was out of breath from talking so fast.
"I got.. None of that."
Yuffie gave a big huff. "Cloud!"
"Just kidding! Yuffie, if you really want to prove to your dad that you're Ninja material, then don't you think it would be better showing him you got the Knights of the Round materia all by yourself?"
"Cloooooud!" Yuffie whimpered.
"And don't you think that would be showing him how much patience you have and all that stuff?"
"Nooooooo?"
"Yuffie, I know you can do it. I have faith in you. If you're really that determined to become a great Ninja, which I know you are, then you'll do the right thing."
".Can I ask Tifa?."
"No, Yuffie! Just take my word for it as a friend and do it yourself! You can't keep on depending on other people and letting everyone else do things for you!" and with that he hung up.
"Thanks a lot, toilet plunger!" Yuffie shouted at the dial tone.
Later that evening when Vincent decided they should go to the store to get out of the house and get Yuffie some clothes, the poor girl didn't seem so cherry. She wasn't bouncing around like her usual sweet sixteen self and asking him to buy her every in every store they passed.
They reached the entrance to Nibelheim and Vincent rented a yellow chocobo for the usual traveling. He would need to visit a place elsewhere that had shops so he could get Yuffie some clothes. The nights were starting to get colder and Vincent was willing to put out what little money he had. Still, Yuffie was bummed.
"What's wrong Yuffie? Did you get a hold of Cloud?"
"Yeah."
The dark man mounted the Chocobo and held out his claw to help her up. The girl managed to gracefully get on, probably due to her Ninja-like nature and slid her arms around Vincent's stomach.
"He said that it would make my dad a lot prouder if I got a Gold Chocobo myself and got the materia."
"He's right you know."
"Oh gosh! Now you're starting to sound like him. It's way to hard, I don't HAVE patience!"
The man didn't reply back. Not even a "I know you can do it, Yuffie." Usually when he kept silent he agreed with what was said. The girl sighed. Sometimes Vincent really did make her mad!
Of course, no one insulted Yuffie Kisaragi like that and got away with it. Even if she insulted herself and Vincent really didn't say she had no patience, he agreed with it, and that was reason enough to be mad at him.
The young Ninja didn't say a word to him. He probably wasn't expecting it either, nor did he say a word to her. Finally before he couldn't take her not talking to him when he really needed her to, the man sighed.
"Okay Yuffie, you win."
Yuffie just crossed her arms and nodded.
"Yuffie..."
No answer.
"Fine. Get what you need and come get me when you're done."
The girl opened the door to the store and went inside. Vincent just sat down on a bench and sighed.
Finally Yuffie came out of the store with a bag full of clothes. The man looked at her confused.
"I have my own money," replied the girl.
Curious to how much she had on her, and the fact that someone else might notice, Vincent kept by Yuffie's side.
1 Who you Are
1.1 Part 2, By: Ayla
Yuffie poked her head into what she HOPED was Vincent's room this time. She had been opening and closing all the doors to the mansion, poking about to see which one a Vincent Valentine was sleeping in. She found one. It was a lump covered by black blankets and admitting a faint snoring sound.
She swung the tall door open and skidded across the room in her bare feet. She placed a tray on the table and looked at Vincent's sleeping form. He was completely covered by blankets.
Jeez, doesn't he know any other color than black and red?
The sneaky girl pulled back the bottom half of his quilt and found two pale feet. He has cute feet! For a guy. Yuffie thought as she lightly tickled his feet. No reaction.
Grrrrrr
She climbed up on his bed and crawled over to where his head might be. The girl pulled back the blankets to find Vincent's lovely head. Completely pale and peaceful. She tucked some of his ebony strands behind his air and blowed into his air. His reaction was award-winning.
He shot up like a bullet with the biggest eyes Yuffie had ever seen. By the time Vincent realized it was just a Yuffie in his room and he was not under fire by creatures blowing things in his hair, Yuffie had fallen off the bed in hysterics.
"My God, Vincent! That was SO funny!" she clutched her stomach as she bent over laughing. "I never knew your face could hold that expression!"
"Ha." Vincent glared. He pulled his blanket up to what he felt was appropriate. He wasn't naked, just in his boxers, which made him feel uncomfortable with someone looking at him without all his layers.
"I got bored waiting for you to get up so I made ya breakfast!" Yuffie beamed in delight.
Vincent looked at the tray on his dresser. "That's nice."
Yuffie stopped laughing. "What's wrong Vincent? It's not like I woke you up from your beauty sleep! It's 11 o'clock!"
"Oh.?" Vincent looked at the clock on his dresser and rubbed his temples. The blanket that was trying so well to hide his bare chest slipped and allowed Yuffie to take in his lovely chest and stomach. The girl blushed and looked away.
What a waste. such a gorgeous man and the only love he has to give is for that dead scientist.
The young girl looked the other way as Vincent slipped on his shirt and pants, and then buckled all the strips on his cloak. She couldn't help but feel sad for Vincent and mad at Lucrecia for some reason.
She practically played him and left him for. eww! She had Vincent's love and she let it go.
The girl frowned. "Are you done yet?"
"Yes."
Yuffie turned around. His bed had already been made too.
"Come with me, I'll show you you're room."
"What, you're not going to eat your breakfast?"
".."
"Vincent!"
Too late, he had already left the room.
"Fine! I'm making dinner and shoving it down your throat!" Yuffie said as she chased after him.
"Oh I like this room!" the girl said as she looked around, "except for the cobwebs."
"We can fix that," said Vincent, who was one step ahead of her. He was already propped up on a chair collecting the cobwebs with one of those dust- collecting things.
"How long do you think you'll be staying here, Yuffie?"
"Oh what, you're trying to kick me out already?"
"No, I'm just asking, in case you need anything."
"I don't know, however long it takes me to get the Knights of the Round summon materia, I guess."
"Well then you'll need a few things." He was dusting off and getting the spider webs off the high places and Yuffie did the same for the bottoms.
"Hmm. I have all the clothes I need, my brush, my toothbrush. yeah, I'll be hungry soon, you can go get me a whole Thanksgiving dinner!"
Vincent looked down at her from his position. "That's not what I meant."
Yuffie looked up at him. "Well then what did you mean?" Ooooh, this is gunna be funny.
"Uh.. Just, in case, you need, a few. products?"
The girl was just basking in his embarrassment. "Vincent, what are you talking about? Beauty products? Deodorant? Are you saying I smell?"
"Well, no."
"Are you calling me fat?"
"No!"
"Well then go back to work!"
The poor man sighed and shook his head as he continued his work. Yuffie tried not to bust up laughing.
Throughout the day it was nothing but vacuuming, washing blankets, dusting and cleaning things up. Soon the room Yuffie would sleep in seemed welcoming enough. She would be able to sleep in an actual bed tonight. Vincent was off getting things at the store and the curious girl thought it would be fun to explore his creepy house.
She decided it was more fun to slide down the railing of the stairs than go down them on foot and poked her head into the greenhouse room. Surprisingly for such a dark and gloomy man, Vincent had the time to keep. flowers.
Yuffie snickered as she imagined the scary man who didn't give a damn about anything tending to flowers.
She crept into the other room, which was nothing more than a den and looked throughout the whole mansion for a T.V.
Vincent finally came home later on to find a very bored Yuffie sitting in the middle of the entranceway on the carpet. "I'm bored."
The man just blinked and set the groceries down on the counter and started to unpack them. The girl came into the kitchen and poked him. "There's nothing to do in your house, Vincent. You don't even have a T.V."
Vincent didn't say anything to her, he just continued unpacking things.
"There's plenty of things to do. You can read, for one."
"Booooring."
Yuffie came over to where Vincent was unloading things and peeked into the bag. "Vincent, I can't believe you didn't get me any pads."
"Huh?"
Yuffie liked sleeping in a bed of her own. It was a lot better than her bed at home, but she was starting to get homesick. She decided today would be the day she would try to contact Cloud, she had done her resting and the marks around her wrist and ankles were healed.
The girl yawned and walked and stretched down the hallway at the same time and slid down the stair railing. Vincent was preparing breakfast. She was so thankful for his help. Indeed she wasn't the ungrateful brat her father had accused her of. Vincent was actually. her friend. It seemed like a different kind of friend than giggling with Tifa and pestering Cid, Vincent seemed like the kind she wanted to make happy. She only hoped he thought of her as a friend.
Yuffie shrugged. Vincent had his opinions on things that were very different from everyone else's. Yuffie figured Vincent just thought of her as an acquaintance.
The girl sat down at the table in which she dubbed "her" seat, even though it was the seat Vincent preferred to sit in, he let her have it.
"Hey Vincent, do you still have your PHS?"
"Yes."
"Could I use it? I need to call Cloud."
He nodded and placed a stack of pancakes on Yuffie's plate. She scarfed them down. The man smiled inwardly, It's nice having company.
Ring, ring, ring
No one was picking up the PHS.
Ring, ring, ring
Still no answer.
Ring, ring, ring
"Cloud answer the damn PHS!!"
Ring, "Hullo?"
"Cloud!"
"Who is this.?"
"What do you mean 'who is this', it's your best friend, Yuffie!"
"Oh. What do you need, Yuffie?"
"Uh. well, it's a long story, but I know you'd never give me your Knights of the Round,"
"Yep."
"And I really need it. So can I borrow at least borrow your Gold Chocobo?! I really, really need it to prove to my dad that I really am Ninja material and that I can make him happy and turn Wutai back to its power and then I'll finallybecomeaWOMAN!" the gasped as she was out of breath from talking so fast.
"I got.. None of that."
Yuffie gave a big huff. "Cloud!"
"Just kidding! Yuffie, if you really want to prove to your dad that you're Ninja material, then don't you think it would be better showing him you got the Knights of the Round materia all by yourself?"
"Cloooooud!" Yuffie whimpered.
"And don't you think that would be showing him how much patience you have and all that stuff?"
"Nooooooo?"
"Yuffie, I know you can do it. I have faith in you. If you're really that determined to become a great Ninja, which I know you are, then you'll do the right thing."
".Can I ask Tifa?."
"No, Yuffie! Just take my word for it as a friend and do it yourself! You can't keep on depending on other people and letting everyone else do things for you!" and with that he hung up.
"Thanks a lot, toilet plunger!" Yuffie shouted at the dial tone.
Later that evening when Vincent decided they should go to the store to get out of the house and get Yuffie some clothes, the poor girl didn't seem so cherry. She wasn't bouncing around like her usual sweet sixteen self and asking him to buy her every in every store they passed.
They reached the entrance to Nibelheim and Vincent rented a yellow chocobo for the usual traveling. He would need to visit a place elsewhere that had shops so he could get Yuffie some clothes. The nights were starting to get colder and Vincent was willing to put out what little money he had. Still, Yuffie was bummed.
"What's wrong Yuffie? Did you get a hold of Cloud?"
"Yeah."
The dark man mounted the Chocobo and held out his claw to help her up. The girl managed to gracefully get on, probably due to her Ninja-like nature and slid her arms around Vincent's stomach.
"He said that it would make my dad a lot prouder if I got a Gold Chocobo myself and got the materia."
"He's right you know."
"Oh gosh! Now you're starting to sound like him. It's way to hard, I don't HAVE patience!"
The man didn't reply back. Not even a "I know you can do it, Yuffie." Usually when he kept silent he agreed with what was said. The girl sighed. Sometimes Vincent really did make her mad!
Of course, no one insulted Yuffie Kisaragi like that and got away with it. Even if she insulted herself and Vincent really didn't say she had no patience, he agreed with it, and that was reason enough to be mad at him.
The young Ninja didn't say a word to him. He probably wasn't expecting it either, nor did he say a word to her. Finally before he couldn't take her not talking to him when he really needed her to, the man sighed.
"Okay Yuffie, you win."
Yuffie just crossed her arms and nodded.
"Yuffie..."
No answer.
"Fine. Get what you need and come get me when you're done."
The girl opened the door to the store and went inside. Vincent just sat down on a bench and sighed.
Finally Yuffie came out of the store with a bag full of clothes. The man looked at her confused.
"I have my own money," replied the girl.
Curious to how much she had on her, and the fact that someone else might notice, Vincent kept by Yuffie's side.
