Sorry, no odd begining this time. I laugh at you hippies who thought I would do something weird. Of course, I laugh at all people, so no big deal. I don't own the characters, the game, or rights thereto. I do own a copy of FF VII and the soundtrack, but nothing more.
Yuffie woke up feeling warm. She felt a great contentment in her heart. Whatever it is that I keep doing, I gotta keep doing it. Yuffie opened her eyes and saw Vincent's face, right next to hers. Yuffie quickly recalled the previous evening before she yelled. She remembered the Galian beast trying to keep her warm. So, the transformation wore off then? Vincent is going to be surprised when he wakes up. Watching his face, Yuffie saw how cute he looked while he was asleep. Like a little angel. Yuffie acted without thought and gave him a little kiss on the cheek. Yuffie didn't feel abashed about it, rather she felt a bit better than before. Moving closer, Yuffie waited for Vincent to wake up.

Vincent felt a warmth on his cheek. He didn't want to wake up, but he wanted to know why he felt so good. He had a headache like whenever he "woke" up after a limit transformation. But he didn't care, he felt good. Opening his eyes, Vincent saw Yuffie, apparently asleep, right in front of him. He scrambled for an explanation for the compromising situation. Try as he might, he couldn't remember anything after the limit break. The part of him that was the Galian beast wasn't giving him any clues. Vincent could do nothing but try and move away before Yuffie woke up. As soon as Vincent moved away, Yuffie reached out and grabbed him. Vincent froze in place; sure Yuffie had awoken and was going to give him hell. Yuffie didn't wake and didn't say a thing. Vincent tried again with the same result. After the fifth time, Vincent gave up. Yuffie was clinging tightly to him and there was no way Vincent could wake up. Vincent waited. He was patient, he could stay still for a long time.

Yuffie could barely keep a straight face. If he only knew. If only she could see his face. Yuffie was unable to hold the small laugh back. Vincent stiffened in horror. She was laughing in her sleep. She might wake up in any moment. Slowly, Vincent turned his head towards the entrance. The storm had passed and the morning light was streaming through. Minutes crawled by while the sunlight crept slowly towards the two. When the light hit Yuffie, she knew she had better stop teasing Vincent, fun as it was.

Stretching her arms, letting Vincent, Yuffie let out a loud yawn. Vincent took the opportunity to get as far away as possible. Looking around in her best sleepy face, Yuffie slowly took notice of Vincent trying to claw his way through the rock walls. And doing a rather excellent job at it.

"Good morning. I had the best dreams last night. I dreamt I was in the arms of the man of my dreams. It was so romantic."
"Ghaa, I, uh, that is to say, rather what could be said, arrrggg! I'm-sorry-I-don't-know-what-happened-I-just-woke-up-in-your-arms-and-I'm-sorry-and-I-don't-know-why-and-I-am-sorry-for-whatever-I-may-have-done-and-I-can't-remember-a-thing-and-I'm-sorry-please-forgive-me!"

Yuffie watched as Vincent wound down from his semi-coherent ranting. One could only watch as someone crack under the pressure of such a situation for so long before laughing. And laugh Yuffie did. For the reminder of the day, long after Yuffie explained everything to Vincent, Yuffie laughed uncontrollably every time she saw Vincent's still semi-stunned face.

I know it was short. Women always tell me "size doesn't matter," BUT IT DOES! Now I'm depressed. Read & Review.