Authors' note:

Sotss: ok, first of all, we were quite busy with several things. Most of the comedy came from Lote (Light of the Earth)

Lote: well, Sotss (Spirit of the Sea Serpent) did quite a bit of it too. We stayed up late doing this and I hope it doesn't sound too crazy, although it probably does.

Sotss: umm... well, we were hoping for it to be a comady

Lote: mm, yes. But anyway, on with the story. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: How many times, do we haveta tell ya? We flippin' well DON"T own Final Fantasy!

Signed SOTSS

"I was… walking," Vincent explained.

"Walking? Well, maybe you would be kind enough to tell us where the hell we are!" Yuffie said.

"Shut the F$ up brat!" Cid yelled, causing Yuffie to glare at him, and to bite her lip.

"Sorry," she mumbled and blushed. " I'll... I'll just be in here."

One of Vincent's eyebrows rose as he looked at the small Shinobi.

"Vincent, tell us what you found" Cloud said, after a concerned glance at Yuffie. At first, he thought the gunslinger wasn't going to say anything.

But Vincent knew he should tell them. They were going to find out anyway.

"Nothing."

"Nothin', well that's helpful" Yuffie muttered. She gasped and slapped a hand over her mouth. 'What if they heard that? What will they think?' Turning around, she saw all the members of Avalanche poking their heads into the tent she was in, staring at her in a weird way and all clasping hands. "What?" the Shinobi asked as she attempted to avoid Avalanche's gaze. 'Oh crap,' she thought and muttered several profanities.

'Must thank Cid for those. Oh no. I must be going crazy,'she thoughtwhen she heard the Final Fantasy IV over world theme by Enya playing. In came, Cid, Cloud and Barret, dressed as cherubs. They pranced around Yuffie, ribbons attached to what little garments they had on fluttered all over the place like a shimmering sea dancing in the air. All three men started singing an offbeat song that Cid had obviously come up with. 'What the hell' se thought as her shoulders so from her hidden laughter, her eyes dancing with mirth. 'Oh dear gods! Please tell me this is a dream!' she thought as she shut her eyes, and winced as they sang…

You're so f$(& beautiful.

I would never ever let you go.

I would f$(& you till the day I die.

I'm a sinner, f$(& I would not lie.

Yuffie cringed inwardly from the lyrics. 'What the hell are they on…' Different music interrupted the other. It had a soothing melody and consistently tried to lull her to sleep. Then came a beautiful sound of a piano or a harp perhaps, a sweet up-the-scale tune. 'Holy Leviathan! I think Cid as finally gone crazy,' she thought as she hid her burning face, from the song. 'Damn assholes' she added as an afterthought.

The music hit a note higher than all the others that had been. It softened down gradually, each time the tempo getting faster. When it hit what was apparently the lowest note, leathery wings she had not noticed before were unsheathed at the entrance to the tent. Yuffie's mind was in a whirl, she couldn't think straight. All her thoughts were set on what was behind the makeshift curtain.

Procession music interrupted the harp music and a foot stepped out, and another. A man stood before her, clad only in a red cloak, the top of it concealed most of his face. His hands, one human the other gold, came up to meet the buckles of his cloak. 'One buckle, two buckle, three buckle, four,' Yuffie's mind chanted. 'five buckle, six buckle, se… oh, that's all,' her face looked downcast when she realized the buckles were all undone. But she immediately brightened up when she remembered that it was a good thing, now she could see the man behind the elusive object.

However, the man in question was already slowly advancing in her direction. Her eyes widened when she saw the face. "Vinnie?" she questioned. 'Of course, I should have known. What, with the cape and the claw. Sweet Leviathan' she thought, with a soft sigh she nodded to herself. "Wat the hell is going on!" she yelped, as she scrambled to the back of the tent, just in case.

Unfortunately, the next thing she knew was the front of a masculine body. The arms belonging to the body encircled her own lithe body. They were strong and they pulled her closer. Warmth radiated from the man's chest and she truly felt like she was in heaven. 'Wait, I can't be thinking these thoughts.' So, with a flick of her wrist she intended to have the man sprawled on the floor. But it didn't go according to plan. First of all, he was taller and much more stronger, secondly, the man had already let go.

'Damn,' she thought as her attempt to get away from Vincent failed, instead she had ended up falling face first; her eyes clenched shut, and didn't hit the ground. 'What the' she thought, and a grin slowly spread across her face as she felt the arms, an organic and an artificial, gently holding her around the waist.

A deep chuckle resonated from within her captor's throat. The sound made her heart melt.

"You can't get away from me that easy," he said in a mocking tone. Yuffie's eyes widened twice the size they were before, as she slowly comprehended the meaning behind his playful words. Then it dawned on her.

Sunlight hit her face, awakening her from the strange dream. But if she recalled any of it, she certainly didn't show it.