OMG! Guys! LOOK! I'm updating! This is the long-awaited FIGHT! Yayayayay! is proud of herself this is also one of the worst pieces I've written, if I do say so myself is not so proud this time and the little thingies are there coz the effing comp won't let me put in asterixes… don't that just suck?
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Chapter 4:The Fight
"Weak!" jeered Yuffie, nimbly dodging an overhead slash from the Gunblade.
Leon merely grunted, and followed up with a heavy uppercut strike that caught the ninja on the hip, nearly knocking her off balance. "At least I'm not a midget," he said expressionlessly, methodically forcing the small girl back several paces.
Yuffie grinned. Feeling the stone wall behind her, she jumped up and launched herself into the air using the wall. This is more fun than I thought it would be, she thought happily as she landed in the knife hand strike position behind the Gunblader. Whipping out two shurikens, she threw them in quick succession at the man's turned back.
Leon bit back a cry as a shuriken sliced through material and flesh alike. Spinning to face the ninja, he actually cursed as the other throwing star followed close behind, whizzing past his left earlobe. He was angry at himself. Why can't I fight properly? Pretend she's a Heartless, Sq-Leon! She's no faster than a Nocturne or an Air Pirate, she can't be!
A shuriken flew around him in a wide arc and hit him square at the base of the skull, causing raging flames to flicker though his head. Lucky that one was dulled, he decided, gritting his teeth and charging Yuffie, Gunblade raised threateningly.
Oh, crap, Yuffie thought worriedly and a little desperately. Close-contact fighting. Ducking a lusty swing at her head height, she tried to slip around the blue-eyed warrior. No such luck.
Cornered. Leon smirked. He'd managed to back her right up near the exit to the Third District, their fight being confined to the Second District. Yes. Got her. Shifting his hands to baseball-bat style on his gleaming weapon, he swung hard at her unprotected right shoulder.
"Oh, shite!" the little ninja yelped, squeezing her eyes tightly shut and flinging her arms up in defence.
Leon put every ounce of strength he had into the blow- the worst that would happen was a shallow cut and bruising, what with the bluntening spell on his blade and Yuffie's shurikens- and smirked again, a mere twitch of his lips, just before he hit her. He felt a rare moment of peace and satisfaction for the barest split second-
Clang! A sound like the Gizmo Shop bells tolling reverbrated through the whole district. Leon swore again and hardly prevented himself from dropping his blade where he stood. His entire left arm, which had borne most of the weight of his weapon, throbbed the way a cliff must feel when pounded by monstrous waves. His left arm felt a bit better, though. Marginally.
Yuffie peeked through her fingers at him. Leon stared at her arm- the orange fleece-lined canvas of her right glove was sliced open, showing a shiny silvery glint- and looked at her face again. The ninja wore a slightly confused expression, until she lanced at her arm. Then it was replaced by a knowing smirk as she glanced at him again. "Titanium aluminium alloy arm guards. What do you know, they paid off! And guess what?" Without waiting for an answer- Leon couldn't have answered if he wanted to, he was still shell-shocked- she danced forward and drove the knuckles of her right hand into his sternum with as much force as she could muster, her smirk growing wider and more triumphant. "Titanium aluminium alloy knuckles. I win."
His Gunblade clattered to the stone cobbles beside him as he sank to the street, gasping for breath. It's been so long since I fought a human. She was so different to the Heartless… she's unique…
Almost the second he knelt, Yuffie was beside him, pressing a small green flask into his left hand. "Here. Drink this. It's a potion, it'll help you feel better."
He wanted to tell her that he knew what a potion was, he wasn't ignorant- but he held his tongue and did as she said. Gulping the emerald bottle's contents in one mouthful, he gasped and stiffened as an icy shock crashed over him, bringing him to full alertness. Leon shuddered as a strange faint tingling sensation followed in its wake.
Yuffie nodded to herself, satisfied with her work, then gripped Leon's arm and hauled him to his feet with surprising strength for one so small. She began walking briskly back towards the First Distict, him hanging off her arm and feeling decidedly embarrassed and useless.
When they reached the fountain with the three-sided mosaic (the butterflies, Leon's mind registered automatically) Yuffie paused for a moment, squinting up at the sky. "Can't see the sun yet," she muttered to herself. Her tone suddenly became undeniably smug. "Good. Back in time for breakfast!" Hmm. Leon could walk properly by himself now, I think- potions make everyone weak to start with. "Okay," she told him, dropping his arm. "Let's get back. I'm starved, and Cloud's probably ordered pancakes by now if he's up!" she started off briskly.
"Wait." It wasn't the command that stopped Yuffie so much the fact that Leon had caught her fingers in his. "Um. I wanted to ask you…"
"Yes?" she prompted when he fell silent. Now's a real great time for hormones to kick in, Yuffie, a real great time. She felt hot; wished that it would start raining- or even snowing- just for her burning face.
"Wh- why were you wearing those guards? Where did you get them?"
"Oh. These." She plucked at a forearm casually with her right hand, her left being currently incapacitated and quite happy to remain so. "I bought them off Cid. Cost nearly 15,000 munnny to have them custom-made- Cid, the old bastard, total rip-off- but it looks like it's paid off. The alloy is really good- titanium for extra strength and aluminium makes it light. Just after Sora defeated the Heartless-" she broke off suddenly- no one knew of her friendship with the Keyblade master "-and Cid came to visit, I had him make these for me. I've got the awesomest pair of knuckles, too- they're about eight inches long, really slim, incredibly sharp, slightly curved- I'm babbling." She laughed nervously. "Anyway, I got a set of shurikens done in the alloy, too."
"Why?" Leon was genuinely curious. Weapons fascinated him.
Yuffie grinned ruefully. "I broke every one of my shurikens once coz I threw them at a Behemoth. I tell ya, nothing penetrates their hides. You have to go for the horn- wait on. We're having a civil conversation. You haven't even tried to kill me, or told me to shut up, or accused me of being a thief." Out of the list, she made the latter sound the worst, spitting it out like she was cursing.
The Gunblader sighed and glanced up, carefully guarding his emotions. Yuffie couldn't tell if he was rolling her eyes or just looking at the sky, although she had her suspicions about the first. "The day is still young," he told her wisely. "Who knows what could happen between now and tomorrow?"
Yuffie couldn't help it. She smirked. "You have no idea," she informed him with barely concealed glee. "No idea at all." Mwah ha ha ha, Squallie, you have every right to look nervous. She skipped ahead of him, up to the exit to the First District, pausing for a moment to yell back at him, "The maple syrup is mine! All mine!" Laughing maniacally, she disappeared through the massive wooden doors, leaving a bemused warrior to scratch his head in confuddlement.
Sorry about the shortness of it. I went braindead halfway through, and dead brain cells don't produce an awful lot.
So, one thing while I'm thinking about it... do you know the 101 Dalmatians? What colour do the males and females wear as collars- red or blue? And in particular, what colour does Lucky have? >evil plan formulating: mwah ha ha ha>
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