Never End...
Disclaimer: Please, I beg of you, tell me when Square-Enix becomes MeGG or Meagan or YK2 or Yuffie Kisaragi2! That's when I own this game and these ever-so-awesome characters! (That means that I don't own them, for all you igmos!)
LAST TIME
The girl tried to sit up, only to be forced back down by the flower girl. "Ow," was the only thing she said for a few minutes. Then, "Lemme sit up and I'll tell ya." Aerith stepped away so that Yuffie could sit up. She propped herself up against the head board and looked at the other three. "I was training and accidentally cut myself. So, I came up here to check on Leon and slipped. BOOM! And here I am."
Aerith looked at her unbelievingly, but when the ninja remained looking at her, she grabbed her med bag and started disinfecting the wounds Yuffie had practically inflicted upon herself. The girl had tears in her eyes and bit her lip to keep from crying out. Leon had turned his head to stare at the floor, unable to look at his fighting partner in such a state. Her hands were bloody, her jeans had tears and were soaked with her blood. She had a gash across her forehead that was already beginning to turn purple. No, he could not look at her while she was like this.
CHAPTER THREE
"I need lots of mental help and probably a surgeon to remove the monkey playing the bongos on my brain." -Yuffie Kisaragi
Nodding, then ninja changed into the green tank and comfy girls' boxer shorts that Aerith handed her. Aerith disinfected the cuts and scrapes on the ninja's legs, then on her back.
"I need to wrap your hands, Yuffs."
"Wh-What!? No way! I need to use my hands to fight!"
"Yuffie," Aerith repeated sternly. "If you want to be able to fight EVER again, then you have to let me wrap them." With a sigh, then ninja held out her hands. "And I'm going to make you stay in bed for at least fourty-eight hours because of your concussion." Another sigh tumbled from the girl's lips.
"Guess this mean my birthday's gonna be a bummer, huh?"
Aerith smiled half-heartedly at her friend. "I'm sure that you'll be fine. We'll just move your party back a few days."
Yuffie nodded slowly, not really wanting to give in about her party, but too sore and tired to argue. "Uhm... Who's gonna take care of Squall since I can't?"
Aerith smiled. "It's no big deal, Yuffie. He'll be fine. Actually, you'll probably need looking after while I'm at the Infirmary. Cloud can take care of the Heartless, so I guess that leaves..."
Yuffie let an exasperated sigh fall from her lips. "Fine..."
Aerith grinned and tucked the ninja into the bed that she and Leon shared. "Well, then... Cloud! Leon! You can come back!"
Leon limped into the room and saw Yuffie with her hands bandaged, looking as if she could murder anyone within reach. He knew instantly that Aerith must have decided that someone would need to take care of her. Cloud merely remained in the doorway connecting the two rooms. Though he did not act it, he was frightened of the look on his ninja friend's face. She truly did look like she was going to murder the next person that spoke to her.
"Leon, would you mind helping Yuffie? She is not to get out of bed for at least fourty-eight hours unless absolutely necessary." He nodded. With a smile, Aerith swept from the room, Cloud shutting the door behind them.
"So... A concussion, huh?"
Yuffie shot him daggers. "Just leave me alone," she muttered and rolled over, her eyes closed against the throbbing of her head.
Leon, knowing how she felt, limped over to the table and sat down gingerly. 'What did she do? Wait, why do I care?'
'Because you lo-'
'I do not! Who the hell are you!?'
'You... I'm the logical part of your brain. Don't deny it. You lo-'
'Shut up!'
Yuffie heard Squall let out a small grunt when he sat down, but did not reply. 'There's monkeys playing the drums in my head or somethin'. Make it stop!'
Leon watched the ninja, knowing that she was not asleep. "Yuffie? Do you want something? Like food or something?"
'Aw, that's awfully nice, Leon. Yeah, make the damn monkey stop playin' the damn drums!' "No, thanks... I just... Need an asprin or something..." He voice was unusually quiet and he realized that she must have a head ache. "I... I'm going to try to get some sleep..."
"Is that smart? I mean... Sleep with a concussion isn't good, Yuff."
'Aw! He called me Yuff! Whoah! What the hells!? Gawd, I'm gonna kill that damn monkey! Stupid bongos...' She rolled over and looked at him. "As long as someone's in the room with me and can wake me up, I'll be fine. Just..." She cringed when the throbbing got worse, then dropped her voise to an even lower voice. "I can't sleep very well anymore..."
Leon nodded and, after placing a chair under the door knob so that Aerith or Cloud would be forced to knock and locking the door leading to the hall way, he laid down beside her. "You slept alright last night, didn't you?" he asked, seeing the confused look on her face. She nodded, then cringed at the pain that brought. "Then, I'll take a nap with you, Yuff."
She smiled and buried her face into his shirt. "Thanks, Squall."
He did not correct her, deciding that she was too hurt to argue with. Soon, he felt her warm breath brushing his skin and wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. "You're welcome, Yuff." He kissed the top of her head and savored the smell of lilac that seemed to waft around her at all times. 'I'm lying to myself...'
'You lo-'
'I love her... I love Yuffie Kisaragi.' The other voice did not respond and he fell asleep with his chin on her head.
LEON'S DREAM
Yuffie stood in the doorway, her small frame silhouetted against the early morning sun that glared at the young man. "Squall..." Her voice was younger... Like when they lived at Hallow Bastion... But her body was that of the seventeen year old Yuffie that he knew now.
"Y-Yuff?"
She stepped closer, revealing sunken eyes, hallow cheeks, and bones showing through the skin. "Squall... Help..." Another girl appeared. A girl that he only saw in his dreams since her death.
She was a little taller than his fighting partner and had a pretty smile on her face. Her long dark hair hung in layers, framing her face, and the tawny highlights matched her golden brown eyes perfectly. "Squall!"
"R-Rinoa?"
A hooded figure appeared between the two girls, a sword in its hand. "Will you choose?" asked an awfully familiar voice. "Can you choose? A woman that is of your age, but you failed to protect... Or a sickly ninja that you allowed to be harmed?"
Leon stood and lokoed at the hooded figure. "Who are you!? What do you want!?"
The hood slipped back to reveal a beautiful woman with long chocolate hair and piercing blue eyes. "Squall, choose. I know that you will choose one, so the other I will be forced to take."
He shook his head, not fully comprehending what the woman said. She seemed so familiar, though her face did not. "Wh-What?"
A sadistic smirk played across her ruby red lips that contrasted perfectly with her pale white complection. "I, Squall Leonheart, am Death. Whomever you choose shall live. The other will die."
Leon took a step forward to catch the falling Yuffie, but saw that Rinoa was also falling. They hit the floor at the same time, then coughed. Blood spilled from their lips, but Rinoa's sunny grin remained on her face. "She's dead," he told himself. "Yuffie..." He picked up the ninja girl, who immediately started getting color back in her face. After a bright white flash, she looked normal, wearing faded blue jeans and a baggy tee-shirt. She was still beautful.
"You..." Yuffie shook her head to clear it. "Chose me?"
"I love you, Yuffie," he murmured into her ebony locks.
"Squall... Squall..."
END OF DREAM
"Squall, please get up," she whispered. "Someone's knocking on the door." Realizing that he was not going to get up, she did the only thing that she could.
"Ow!" the man yelped, jumping out of the bed, a ninja cringing from his holler. She had pinched his side, the only thing she could reach. "What the-?" He saw the look of pain on her face. "I'm sorry, Yuff."
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK BANG BANG BANG BANG!
Leon opened the door that led to the hall and saw Aerith standing there. "Hey! How's Yuffie doing?"
He shrugged. "She's been asleep. Actually, I must have fallen asleep too, because you woke me up."
"I'm sorry! I was just seeing how she was. It's about nine-thirty and you didn't eat, so I brought you some dinner!"
He smiled thankfully and took the aluminum foil covered plate. "Thanks, Aerith." She smiled and walked back down the hall. He turned and shut the door, realizing that there was no light in the room. He clicked on a lamp and got a look from Yuffie. "Well, I want to see what Aerith brought for supper," he mumbled.
"Not if she made it," Yuffie retorted, burrowing back into the blankets.
Leon knew that she was right. Aerith was not the greatest chef, but it was normally edible. "Meat loaf," he said aloud. Yuffie made a gagging noise and kept her head under the comforter. He set the plate on the table and walked over to pull the blankets off of Yuffie's shivering frame. "Are you okay?"
"No," she replied honestly. "I need lots of mental help and probably a surgeon to remove the monkey playing the bongos on my brain."
Leon laughed... Actually laughed. "Okay, are you still tired? Or are you going to be up?"
"Well, I'm too sore and cold to move, so I'm probably going to gag down a bite or two of that damn meat block, then go back to sleep." Leon nodded and got her a plate and fork with a small slab of the rock hard food. She bit into it and immediately spit it out. "I suddenly remember why I usually eat at the cafe or have Cid cook," she said, closing her eyes and leaning back against the head board.
"Do you want me to ask Aerith for something to help with your head ache?"
"Please," she replied softly, her eyes shut tightly against the pain. He hurried out the door only to reappear a few minutes later with a bottle in his hand.
"Here," he said, handing her a cup of water and two little white pills. "Swallow them quickly, because they're not cherry flavored." He took her plate and set it on the table, watching her grimace because she had not swallowed the pills quick enough.
"Gah," she sputtered. "Tha wha na-tty!" She gulped down the water and glared at the chuckling Leon. "Not funny," she reprimanded him.
"Sorry, Yuff," he told her, taking her empty glass and setting it on the table as well. She did not seem to hear him as she curled up in a ball under the green comforter.
"It's cold," she said softly, yawning at the same time. As if proving her point, her small frame shivered.
Leon stifled a yawn, remembering the old superstition that yawns were contagious {A/N: THEY ARE! Eeeeee-vil yawns!}. He watched the ninja curl up, facing away from him, and felt really tired suddenly. "Mind if I join?" he asked her softly, leaning over her small frame. She smiled half-heartedly up at him and he took that as a go ahead. He lowered himself onto the bed behind her and wrapped his arms around her small frame. "To keep you warm," he explained softly, his warm breath on her neck making her get goosebumps and her breath to catch.
She leaned back into him, not at all upset about his arms being around her waist. She rather welcomed them, glad that her dreams seemed to be coming true finally. 'Could he possibly-? No... Not Leon.. And I can't be in love with him! A small school girl crush, but.. Love... Pfft! That's stupid! There's no such thing as love... At least not for me...'
She slowed her breathing and was nearly asleep when she heard his voice again. "I love you, Yuff."
Her eyes shot open and her breath caught. She faked him out with a cough and closed her eyes. 'CHICKA-WHA!?' {A/N: I love my little sayings!}
'He loves you, Yuffie. Don't deny it! You have feelings for him too!'
'Yeah, but... LOVE!? Nuh-uh! I'm never gettin' married! Never havin' kids! I hate kids! I don't even WANT to think about kids!'
'So, maybe he never wants to get married... Maybe he doesn't like kids... Never know till ya ask!'
'You're that annoying part of my mind that says not to steal things, arencha?'
'The one and only!'
'Thought so... Do me a favor then...'
'Yeah, yeah.. I'll shut up. But I still say you should tell him how you feel. If nothing else, then date him from time to time. He IS pretty damn hot!'
She sighed and realized that the monkey had stopped playing bongos on her brain. 'Thank you, Aerith,' she told herself mentally and fell asleep in Leon's arms, the smell of Steson filling her dreams.
YUFFIE'S DREAM
Leon was training in a large back yard. "Squ-er.. Leon?"
He smiled over at her. "Hey, babe. How're you doing this morning?"
'Babe?' She smiled and heard kids giggling. They ran over to Leon and he picked them up. They were identical twin girls with icy blue eyes and long ebony hair. They were both thin and pretty. "Who-"
"Sandra, Sasha, go give your mother a good morning hug," Leon told them, setting them back on the ground. They raced over and hugged the ninja, who returned the hug astoundedly.
"Mother?" she gasped.
Leon smiled at her. "Yeah, Yuff. Y'know.. Our five year old twins? Are you sure you're okay? Morning sickness again?"
The ninja looked down at her swollen tummy and collapsed into sobs on the ground. Leon rushed over and took her up in his arms. "Girls, go back to playing. Your mother will be fine in a minute." He carried the ninja inside where she saw pictures of her and Leon's wedding. Pictures of the girls.. And an ultrasound picture of the baby inside her. "What's the matter, Yuff?" he asked, setting her on the couch.
She shook her head and wiped away her tears. She looked up, only to feel his lips on hers. Her eyes widened, then she melted into the kiss.
END OF DREAM
"Yuffie, it's okay," she heard his voice telling her. "It's just a dream."
Her eyes snapped open and storm clouds met ice. "Sorry," she muttered groggily, realizing how close their faces were. With a simple move, she closed the gap and their lips met. 'It's a damn good thing I can't think straight right now,' she thought to herself.
YK2: Uh.. That line about a monkey playing bongos on her brain is mine! Mine, I say! I use it when I have a head ache! And, Deplora, SUGAR GOOD!
Dracon: That's the truth, for once... The head ache line, not the sugar line. I, personally-
YK2: You're a muse, no one cares what you think. As long as you give me GOOD ideas, the fans are happy.
Surka: Hey, Ezri! YAY-NESS! I think the haste may have worked! Though, now I can't sit down, cuz casting Haste on YK2 causes her to type NON-STOP! It's job-assurance for me, though!
YK2: See, Drake. you need to be more like Surka. She's all about the fics!
Surka: You've got stalkers other than that scary little kid that keeps callin' ya, YK2!
YK2: Not funny! That kid gives me the creeps, man! He said he was fifteen! --mumbles something to the effect of "Stupid little thirteen-year-old creepy-ass stalker..."-- I need to quit getting an adrenaline rush from being on stage... I do stupid stuff after every performance...
Dracon: Told you not to give out your phone number at your last concert.
YK2: SHUT UP! Just 'cause YOU'RE not a singer in a punk rock band doesn't mean that you hafta be jealous! Grrr...
Surka: You actually call that a band? I thought you were just goofing around!
YK2: HEY! Leave X-Factor alone!
Dracon: X-Factor? What a stupid name.
YK2: SCGROWL-NESS! I didn't name it! The guys did! --sniffle-- Gawd, just review, please, people... STUPID MUSES! GOOD FOR NOTHING LITTLE -
Surka: Language!
YK2: --glare--
Surka: Till Next Time! AUDI!!!
-The gang from Never End...
YK2: WAAAAAAA-AAAIIIITTTT!!!! I may not be updating very frequently, but SHOULD, repeat, SHOULD get this whole story posted within a month, maybe even within a couple weeks. I hate being fifteen, because that means you have your whole life ruled by "Da rents". Eh heh... For you who don't speak MeGGese, that's parents. 30 minutes on-line, only... Pfft! That's STUPID! STUPID, I say! That, and I've got band camp. Bleh. NO COMMENTS! I play clarinet, NOT flute... That's Megan, not Meagan, who plays flute. And we've got a small marching/concert band. Only, like, 30 last year. Three Seniors, but something like twelve eighth soon to be Freshmen moving up... GAH! Okay, Till Next Time! AUDI!!!
-YK2-