Tell Me I Was Dreaming
By: Yuffie Kisaragi2
I only own my own characters, I think you can tell which ones they are.
Nope, this is not based off of the song... This is an eight chapter short story that I will try to update every week or so. Don't hold me to that, though! Read onward!
Chapter Five: Who do you think I am?
Yuffie rolled over to her side to look at Vincent better, he laid on his back, his hand and claw beneath his head. "So, are you?"
Vincent glanced at her, then continued to look at the ceiling. "I don't know, Yuffie. I'm not that great of a singer."
The ninja looked at him for a minute, then straddled him, an evil grin on her face. "But you're going to do this for me," she said in a matter-of-fact tone. He raised an eyebrow and she bent her head low and kissed him. It lasted for a bit and she pulled away, breathless. "What's the verdict now?" she asked with a mischievous smile on her face.
Vincent brought his hands out from under his head and sighed. "I might need more convincing," he said with a sly grin. She bent down and kissed him again. He brought his arms up and wrapped around her, then flipped her over so that he was on top of her. "I," he said in between kisses. "Will."
"Miss Yuffie!" Vincent and Yuffie stopped, then laughed at the look on the other's face. It was only Shake, who knew about Vincent being in her room and never asked questions. "You have an appointment in half an hour with Reeve from Junon. Shall I cancel it for you or will you be fine with him?"
She wrinkled her nose. "Yeah, yeah, I'll be fine.Hey, how's my search for new guards coming?"
Shake gave an exasperated sigh. "Not well. You only need one man to be your personal bodyguard for now and no one seems to want that job because of your tendency to...er... disappear."
Yuffie smiled up and Vincent, still pinned beneath him. "Want a temporary job? Only temporary because you don't speak Wutian and I need a bodyguard that does."
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Reeve sat in front of the desk, waiting for it's owner to appear. He nearly jumped out of his skin when Yuffie opened the door, her tall bodyguard right behind her. "Hello, Reeve. I was hoping that you wouldn't be here too early so that I could grab something to eat. No matter though. Are you hungry? Thirsty?" He shook his head and she shrugged. "Okay, then."
She walked to her big, comfy seat behind the desk, her bodyguard stood behind her, which is when Reeve recognized him. "Is that... Vincent!?"
Yuffie grinned. "So you did recognize him. Vince, that's twenty gil, buddy!" She smiled professionally again. "Anyway, what's this about your problem with the tax on Wutia silk?"
Vincent half listened to the conversation until he heard Yuffie say something about continuing the meeting for the next evening. He tuned in just in time to hear Reeve's response. "I have to be back in Junon tomorrow morning, so how about tonight?"
The tall man watched Yuffie struggle not to cough and shake her head yes. Reeve smiled back and walked out. Yuffie instantly started coughing into a handkerchief. Vincent stroked her hair lightly while she coughed into the white rag. He noticed, though, that there was more blood than before. She finished her coughing fit and swallowed hard.
Vincent helped her up and wrapped his arms protectively around her, allowing the Lady of Wutia to cry into his black tee-shirt that he wore with black jeans and black boots. "Come on, we'll get you something to eat."
She nodded and he escorted her out of the office room.
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Vincent growled at the sight of Yuffie's new bodyguard. She looked him over and asked questions, seemingly trying to find his fault. He had none. Vincent may have been a little bit jealous that he couldn't have been Yuffie's bodyguard for more than three hourse and then this guy comes barging in, but he would be fine with that. He didn't like the fact that when Yuffie turned to walk back toward him, the new bodyguard was checking out her ass.
"Sorry, Vin," she said, wrinkling her nose. "He meets my criteria. His name's Rashka," she looked down at the ground at the name. "He's been a bodyguard before and had a wife that died in a fire three years ago. So, there can't be a hostage situation including a wife or whatever of his. He'll go with me for meetings, dinners, and anything else that the public probably knows about... The singing is a loner thing."
Vincent nodded. "So, he'll be going with you tonight?" She nodded. "Okay. We'd better pick out something for you to wear then, eh?" Her beautiful smile came back and she looked up at him again.
"Thanks, Vin," she said softly, going up on her tip toes to kiss him. Shake cleared his throat and she shot him a glare. "What?"
"I'm sorry, Miss Yuffie, but you'll have to cancel singing tonight." Her eyes widened. "Your time to sing and time for your dinner date are one and the same."
Vincent nodded. "I'll call. Besides, you don't have any appointments for the rest of the day, so we can find you a dress and work on that thing you got yesterday."
She smiled again at him and nodded. "So, er, Rashka.. .You can go get something to eat or whatever..." She caught the look on Shake's face. "No! He's not standing outside my door. That's why I kept taking off last time."
Shake sighed. "Fine. Rashka, if you would please follow me, I'll show you to your quarters."
Vincent and Yuffie watched the two men leave and the ninja shut the door and locked it behind them. "So, which should we do first?"
The tall man chuckled. "Find your outfit," he replied. She scowled at him and walked over to her closet. Quickly picking out a black skirt business suit with red pin stripes, she tossed it onto a chair. "Okay, I get the point. We'll work on this song..."
An hour later, Vincent was watching Yuffie strum on a guitar and singing a song that he'd helped write. They worked on it for another four hours before Shake knocked on the door. "Miss Yuffie?"
She stopped playing the guitar. "Yup?" She opened the door and her new bodyguard and Shake both stepped inside.
"It's nearly five. Your reservations are at the Deaf Goat at five-thirty. Rashka, please wait outside for Miss Yuffie. When she's finished getting dressed, escort her outside to the limo."
The Wutian man nodded and looked at Vincent with an untrusting gaze. Yuffie nearly pushed them out of her room and Vincent plopped on her bed to look over the song again. "Gawd, I look horrible."
He looked up and saw the ninja in only her bra and underwear, she was extremely thin. "You need to eat more," he said softly.
She bit her lip and looked at him. "It's part of the MAKO poisoning. I lose weight exceptionally fast and have no appetite." She looked down at the ground, then started dressing in the suit. It hung loosely on her small frame. "GAWD!"
Vincent walked over and hugged her tightly again. "You're going to be fine," he said softly. "I know you will."
Her intense grey eyes looked up at him. "I'm glad that someone still has hope," she said softly. "Because I gave up on it when I found out that it was incurable."
He gazed down at her and kissed her tenderly, then walked over to her closet. He found another business suit, but it was pants instead of a skirt. She smiled at him and put it on. Sure, it was a little big on her, but not nearly as much as the other one. He gave her another kiss before she walked out the door and was joined by the tall, blonde, good-looking Rashka.
--"Can't believe that brat got a date," Cid exclaimed loudly.
Vincent just watched Yuffie walk down the road with a tall, blonde boy wearing black slacks and a white button down shirt. She wore a Wutian silk dress and Stiletto heels. "That's three in three days," he commented quietly.
"Fuck! Think I don't know that!? God dammit! If I needed someone to keep count on how many fuckers she brings home, I'll ask for one!" He took a drink of his tea. "Shit-heads had better not touch her."
Vincent shook his head. "... And she was afraid that you would not take her in. You sound more like her father than Lord Godo did." --
Vincent sat on the floor, his back against the wall, reading a book entitled "MAKO Poisoning Cures." He truly did have hope for his friend still. As he read, he heard the door open and looked up to see Shake. "Yes?"
The young man took a deep breath before saying anything. "I... I want to thank you, Mr. Valentine." Vincent raised an eyebrow. "With you being around, Miss Yuffie seems to be getting better... Even though no one else has noticed it, I have. She's got color back in her face and is singing without too many breaks to cough. She is talking to anyone that she sees... It's all because you made her happy again."
Vincent looked up at Shake from his place on the floor. "O-Okay... Uh, you're welcome? I don't think that it was my doing..." He cast a glance at the bed. "She's not getting any better, really. She's been getting up in the middle of the night to go get sick and has not had very much sleep."
Shake nodded. "I suspected as much, but you are making her however long of life she has left happy and I thank you for that." He bowed, then walked out of the room. Vincent sighed and pulled the two tickets out of his pocket.
'I hope you still like vampire movies,' he told himself silently.
-- "I got tickets for an old Dracula movie and was going to go see it with Chase. Bu-ut since he got really sick today, I'm going to have to go alone," she told the two older men solemnly. "And what really suck is that I have four tickets!"
Cid glared at her. "I'll go. I like vampire movies."
She grinned. "Really? Cool! I LOVE vampire movies! They're the greatest!" She looked at Vincent and Shera. "You two want to come?" Shera smiled and accepted gratefully, but Vincent just looked at Yuffie blankly. "Aw, c'mon, Vincent!"
Reluctantly, he accepted the invitation. Later that night, they sat in a nearly empty theater in Junon watching a black and white movie with vampires in it. Yuffie was watching intently, but Cid and Shera were bored out of their minds. Vincent was watching it, but not nearly as enthusiastic about it as Yuffie. --
Vincent heard the door open and slid the book under the bed, his crimson gaze looking up to meet her small frame. "Gawd, that was the most boring dinner that I have EVER had!"
She walked toward her closet and got jeans and a tee-shirt that had the word "Twisted" scrawled on it in red lettering. Vincent sneaked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "So, let's remedy that. I've got two tickets for some cheesy vampire horror movie and need a date."
Her eyes widened and she turned her head left to look at him. "Really?" He nodded. "Awesome!" Her eyes were tired. "But I want to sleep for half an hour first."
He smiled and nodded and she changed. Curling up next to him under the big comforter, she was soon asleep. 'I'll just let her sleep,' he told himelf. 'We'll go to the movies some other time...'
-- "I wanna love you until the world cumbles... Until the oceans are gone..." Vincent smiled to himself upon hearing the teen singing to herself in her room. "Maybe this is love... Maybe I'm just insane... Maybe the world is gone and I'm floating in space, but I know that I'm not here with you, listening to you say it's over..."
The vampiric man hummed along with her, knowing the song from somewhere but not sure where. 'I told you it's over,' he sang mentally. 'Though you never listened to me anyway. I know that it's over, because you only scream at me. Listening to your screams, makes me wonder why this ever was. And now I know that I'm not the only one... Maybe this was love... Maybe I'm just insane... Maybe the world is gone and I'm floating in space, but I know that I'm not here with you, listening to your screams...' --
Surka: That was chappie number five!
Dracon: She does not own any songs except for the song in the last chapter and the song that Vincent sang mentally and Yuffie sang in the shower in the chapter, which are random songs that she made up for the occasion. And The Deaf Goat WAS a restaraunt, I think that it's closed now...
Toni: Speaking of which, where are Hacker, YK2, and PK?
Sephiroth: I believe that they're out celebrating stupidity.
Surka: SEPHY! -- pounces Sephy --
Sephiroth: Uhm... Hello...
Sky: VINNIE! -- pounces Vinnie --
Vincent: Unmerciful deities...
Toni: Yeaaaahh... And I'm the evil one, devoid of all emotions...
Reno: How YOU doin'? --Wraps his arm around Toni's waist --
Toni: Okay, this isn't TOO bad! --wink--
Dracon: --quirks an eyebrow-- OH! So I'm left alone whilst you three go have fun?
Seifer: Hey, there.
Dracon: Eh heh... Review responses! YK2!!!
YK2: --appears-- Well, then! Just take the bishies! --Rude appears-- HEY! That works!
PK: --with Squall-- Hmmm... If being single is this good, then I might not have a steady boyfriend for awhile.
Hacker: --With some random warrior from her insane D&D world-- THIS IS AWESOME!!!
YK2: --One arm around Rude's middle-- If any of you are bored (As Ezri-Candy must have been) I've got a very depressing and moody three-chapter story called Eternal Hell. It's about Vincent Valentine and is told in his poit of view, most of the time, that is. Only slight Yuffentine, but enoguh to make you go "awwww!" I've only got 2 reviews on it! And I desperately want someone else to read it!
Vincent: ...Are you going to respond to your reviewers?
YK2: OH YEAH!!!
Neko-Yuff16 - Hey! Rock on, night people! I'm an Ohioan, myself (Not by choice, believe me!). You'll hafta wait and see! A tragedy fic is usually a good one, but reeeeeally sucks because everyone's like "NOOO! THAT CAN'T HAPPPPPEEEEENNN!!!"
Ezri-Candy - YAY! A MARSHMALLOW BARRET!!! Hee hee hee! Now I've got the WHOLE collection! Thankies for readin' my other fic! I'm sorry it made you cry, but I wrote it on a depressed day!
Hotaru170 - Yay-ness! I love reviewers! BUT YOU GOTTA UPDATE YER FICCIES TOO! Talk about mega super-duper scgrowlness goin on!
The Pebble - I'm glad that the flash backs aren't confusing. I'm so happy that people like this fic! Thankies!
YK2: M'Kay! Thankies to ya'll! Remember, there are only three more chapters. Four if you all decide that you want the alternate ending! We'll do that "poll" at the end of the story! So, if you don't like the last chapter, tell me in a review and I'll post the alternate ending!
Rude: ... You talk too much. Till Next Time.
Reno: AUDI!!!
-The gang from TMIWD
By: Yuffie Kisaragi2
I only own my own characters, I think you can tell which ones they are.
Nope, this is not based off of the song... This is an eight chapter short story that I will try to update every week or so. Don't hold me to that, though! Read onward!
Chapter Five: Who do you think I am?
Yuffie rolled over to her side to look at Vincent better, he laid on his back, his hand and claw beneath his head. "So, are you?"
Vincent glanced at her, then continued to look at the ceiling. "I don't know, Yuffie. I'm not that great of a singer."
The ninja looked at him for a minute, then straddled him, an evil grin on her face. "But you're going to do this for me," she said in a matter-of-fact tone. He raised an eyebrow and she bent her head low and kissed him. It lasted for a bit and she pulled away, breathless. "What's the verdict now?" she asked with a mischievous smile on her face.
Vincent brought his hands out from under his head and sighed. "I might need more convincing," he said with a sly grin. She bent down and kissed him again. He brought his arms up and wrapped around her, then flipped her over so that he was on top of her. "I," he said in between kisses. "Will."
"Miss Yuffie!" Vincent and Yuffie stopped, then laughed at the look on the other's face. It was only Shake, who knew about Vincent being in her room and never asked questions. "You have an appointment in half an hour with Reeve from Junon. Shall I cancel it for you or will you be fine with him?"
She wrinkled her nose. "Yeah, yeah, I'll be fine.Hey, how's my search for new guards coming?"
Shake gave an exasperated sigh. "Not well. You only need one man to be your personal bodyguard for now and no one seems to want that job because of your tendency to...er... disappear."
Yuffie smiled up and Vincent, still pinned beneath him. "Want a temporary job? Only temporary because you don't speak Wutian and I need a bodyguard that does."
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Reeve sat in front of the desk, waiting for it's owner to appear. He nearly jumped out of his skin when Yuffie opened the door, her tall bodyguard right behind her. "Hello, Reeve. I was hoping that you wouldn't be here too early so that I could grab something to eat. No matter though. Are you hungry? Thirsty?" He shook his head and she shrugged. "Okay, then."
She walked to her big, comfy seat behind the desk, her bodyguard stood behind her, which is when Reeve recognized him. "Is that... Vincent!?"
Yuffie grinned. "So you did recognize him. Vince, that's twenty gil, buddy!" She smiled professionally again. "Anyway, what's this about your problem with the tax on Wutia silk?"
Vincent half listened to the conversation until he heard Yuffie say something about continuing the meeting for the next evening. He tuned in just in time to hear Reeve's response. "I have to be back in Junon tomorrow morning, so how about tonight?"
The tall man watched Yuffie struggle not to cough and shake her head yes. Reeve smiled back and walked out. Yuffie instantly started coughing into a handkerchief. Vincent stroked her hair lightly while she coughed into the white rag. He noticed, though, that there was more blood than before. She finished her coughing fit and swallowed hard.
Vincent helped her up and wrapped his arms protectively around her, allowing the Lady of Wutia to cry into his black tee-shirt that he wore with black jeans and black boots. "Come on, we'll get you something to eat."
She nodded and he escorted her out of the office room.
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Vincent growled at the sight of Yuffie's new bodyguard. She looked him over and asked questions, seemingly trying to find his fault. He had none. Vincent may have been a little bit jealous that he couldn't have been Yuffie's bodyguard for more than three hourse and then this guy comes barging in, but he would be fine with that. He didn't like the fact that when Yuffie turned to walk back toward him, the new bodyguard was checking out her ass.
"Sorry, Vin," she said, wrinkling her nose. "He meets my criteria. His name's Rashka," she looked down at the ground at the name. "He's been a bodyguard before and had a wife that died in a fire three years ago. So, there can't be a hostage situation including a wife or whatever of his. He'll go with me for meetings, dinners, and anything else that the public probably knows about... The singing is a loner thing."
Vincent nodded. "So, he'll be going with you tonight?" She nodded. "Okay. We'd better pick out something for you to wear then, eh?" Her beautiful smile came back and she looked up at him again.
"Thanks, Vin," she said softly, going up on her tip toes to kiss him. Shake cleared his throat and she shot him a glare. "What?"
"I'm sorry, Miss Yuffie, but you'll have to cancel singing tonight." Her eyes widened. "Your time to sing and time for your dinner date are one and the same."
Vincent nodded. "I'll call. Besides, you don't have any appointments for the rest of the day, so we can find you a dress and work on that thing you got yesterday."
She smiled again at him and nodded. "So, er, Rashka.. .You can go get something to eat or whatever..." She caught the look on Shake's face. "No! He's not standing outside my door. That's why I kept taking off last time."
Shake sighed. "Fine. Rashka, if you would please follow me, I'll show you to your quarters."
Vincent and Yuffie watched the two men leave and the ninja shut the door and locked it behind them. "So, which should we do first?"
The tall man chuckled. "Find your outfit," he replied. She scowled at him and walked over to her closet. Quickly picking out a black skirt business suit with red pin stripes, she tossed it onto a chair. "Okay, I get the point. We'll work on this song..."
An hour later, Vincent was watching Yuffie strum on a guitar and singing a song that he'd helped write. They worked on it for another four hours before Shake knocked on the door. "Miss Yuffie?"
She stopped playing the guitar. "Yup?" She opened the door and her new bodyguard and Shake both stepped inside.
"It's nearly five. Your reservations are at the Deaf Goat at five-thirty. Rashka, please wait outside for Miss Yuffie. When she's finished getting dressed, escort her outside to the limo."
The Wutian man nodded and looked at Vincent with an untrusting gaze. Yuffie nearly pushed them out of her room and Vincent plopped on her bed to look over the song again. "Gawd, I look horrible."
He looked up and saw the ninja in only her bra and underwear, she was extremely thin. "You need to eat more," he said softly.
She bit her lip and looked at him. "It's part of the MAKO poisoning. I lose weight exceptionally fast and have no appetite." She looked down at the ground, then started dressing in the suit. It hung loosely on her small frame. "GAWD!"
Vincent walked over and hugged her tightly again. "You're going to be fine," he said softly. "I know you will."
Her intense grey eyes looked up at him. "I'm glad that someone still has hope," she said softly. "Because I gave up on it when I found out that it was incurable."
He gazed down at her and kissed her tenderly, then walked over to her closet. He found another business suit, but it was pants instead of a skirt. She smiled at him and put it on. Sure, it was a little big on her, but not nearly as much as the other one. He gave her another kiss before she walked out the door and was joined by the tall, blonde, good-looking Rashka.
--"Can't believe that brat got a date," Cid exclaimed loudly.
Vincent just watched Yuffie walk down the road with a tall, blonde boy wearing black slacks and a white button down shirt. She wore a Wutian silk dress and Stiletto heels. "That's three in three days," he commented quietly.
"Fuck! Think I don't know that!? God dammit! If I needed someone to keep count on how many fuckers she brings home, I'll ask for one!" He took a drink of his tea. "Shit-heads had better not touch her."
Vincent shook his head. "... And she was afraid that you would not take her in. You sound more like her father than Lord Godo did." --
Vincent sat on the floor, his back against the wall, reading a book entitled "MAKO Poisoning Cures." He truly did have hope for his friend still. As he read, he heard the door open and looked up to see Shake. "Yes?"
The young man took a deep breath before saying anything. "I... I want to thank you, Mr. Valentine." Vincent raised an eyebrow. "With you being around, Miss Yuffie seems to be getting better... Even though no one else has noticed it, I have. She's got color back in her face and is singing without too many breaks to cough. She is talking to anyone that she sees... It's all because you made her happy again."
Vincent looked up at Shake from his place on the floor. "O-Okay... Uh, you're welcome? I don't think that it was my doing..." He cast a glance at the bed. "She's not getting any better, really. She's been getting up in the middle of the night to go get sick and has not had very much sleep."
Shake nodded. "I suspected as much, but you are making her however long of life she has left happy and I thank you for that." He bowed, then walked out of the room. Vincent sighed and pulled the two tickets out of his pocket.
'I hope you still like vampire movies,' he told himself silently.
-- "I got tickets for an old Dracula movie and was going to go see it with Chase. Bu-ut since he got really sick today, I'm going to have to go alone," she told the two older men solemnly. "And what really suck is that I have four tickets!"
Cid glared at her. "I'll go. I like vampire movies."
She grinned. "Really? Cool! I LOVE vampire movies! They're the greatest!" She looked at Vincent and Shera. "You two want to come?" Shera smiled and accepted gratefully, but Vincent just looked at Yuffie blankly. "Aw, c'mon, Vincent!"
Reluctantly, he accepted the invitation. Later that night, they sat in a nearly empty theater in Junon watching a black and white movie with vampires in it. Yuffie was watching intently, but Cid and Shera were bored out of their minds. Vincent was watching it, but not nearly as enthusiastic about it as Yuffie. --
Vincent heard the door open and slid the book under the bed, his crimson gaze looking up to meet her small frame. "Gawd, that was the most boring dinner that I have EVER had!"
She walked toward her closet and got jeans and a tee-shirt that had the word "Twisted" scrawled on it in red lettering. Vincent sneaked up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist. "So, let's remedy that. I've got two tickets for some cheesy vampire horror movie and need a date."
Her eyes widened and she turned her head left to look at him. "Really?" He nodded. "Awesome!" Her eyes were tired. "But I want to sleep for half an hour first."
He smiled and nodded and she changed. Curling up next to him under the big comforter, she was soon asleep. 'I'll just let her sleep,' he told himelf. 'We'll go to the movies some other time...'
-- "I wanna love you until the world cumbles... Until the oceans are gone..." Vincent smiled to himself upon hearing the teen singing to herself in her room. "Maybe this is love... Maybe I'm just insane... Maybe the world is gone and I'm floating in space, but I know that I'm not here with you, listening to you say it's over..."
The vampiric man hummed along with her, knowing the song from somewhere but not sure where. 'I told you it's over,' he sang mentally. 'Though you never listened to me anyway. I know that it's over, because you only scream at me. Listening to your screams, makes me wonder why this ever was. And now I know that I'm not the only one... Maybe this was love... Maybe I'm just insane... Maybe the world is gone and I'm floating in space, but I know that I'm not here with you, listening to your screams...' --
Surka: That was chappie number five!
Dracon: She does not own any songs except for the song in the last chapter and the song that Vincent sang mentally and Yuffie sang in the shower in the chapter, which are random songs that she made up for the occasion. And The Deaf Goat WAS a restaraunt, I think that it's closed now...
Toni: Speaking of which, where are Hacker, YK2, and PK?
Sephiroth: I believe that they're out celebrating stupidity.
Surka: SEPHY! -- pounces Sephy --
Sephiroth: Uhm... Hello...
Sky: VINNIE! -- pounces Vinnie --
Vincent: Unmerciful deities...
Toni: Yeaaaahh... And I'm the evil one, devoid of all emotions...
Reno: How YOU doin'? --Wraps his arm around Toni's waist --
Toni: Okay, this isn't TOO bad! --wink--
Dracon: --quirks an eyebrow-- OH! So I'm left alone whilst you three go have fun?
Seifer: Hey, there.
Dracon: Eh heh... Review responses! YK2!!!
YK2: --appears-- Well, then! Just take the bishies! --Rude appears-- HEY! That works!
PK: --with Squall-- Hmmm... If being single is this good, then I might not have a steady boyfriend for awhile.
Hacker: --With some random warrior from her insane D&D world-- THIS IS AWESOME!!!
YK2: --One arm around Rude's middle-- If any of you are bored (As Ezri-Candy must have been) I've got a very depressing and moody three-chapter story called Eternal Hell. It's about Vincent Valentine and is told in his poit of view, most of the time, that is. Only slight Yuffentine, but enoguh to make you go "awwww!" I've only got 2 reviews on it! And I desperately want someone else to read it!
Vincent: ...Are you going to respond to your reviewers?
YK2: OH YEAH!!!
Neko-Yuff16 - Hey! Rock on, night people! I'm an Ohioan, myself (Not by choice, believe me!). You'll hafta wait and see! A tragedy fic is usually a good one, but reeeeeally sucks because everyone's like "NOOO! THAT CAN'T HAPPPPPEEEEENNN!!!"
Ezri-Candy - YAY! A MARSHMALLOW BARRET!!! Hee hee hee! Now I've got the WHOLE collection! Thankies for readin' my other fic! I'm sorry it made you cry, but I wrote it on a depressed day!
Hotaru170 - Yay-ness! I love reviewers! BUT YOU GOTTA UPDATE YER FICCIES TOO! Talk about mega super-duper scgrowlness goin on!
The Pebble - I'm glad that the flash backs aren't confusing. I'm so happy that people like this fic! Thankies!
YK2: M'Kay! Thankies to ya'll! Remember, there are only three more chapters. Four if you all decide that you want the alternate ending! We'll do that "poll" at the end of the story! So, if you don't like the last chapter, tell me in a review and I'll post the alternate ending!
Rude: ... You talk too much. Till Next Time.
Reno: AUDI!!!
-The gang from TMIWD