A.N.: It's overdue, I know, but I got it in by the end of the month, which was my goal. So ta-da:Sarcastic yay is heard in crowd: This one's in a different kinda style. Hope it's okay.
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Man these are good. All chocolaty and—whoooooaaaaa, you can actually feel the burn! …How much rum did she put in these things anyway?
Burn is passing—time for several more.
And more and more and more.
Mmmm.
When's this party gonna kick off? I've been waiting since Christmas! I guess that's what I get for showing up so early and mooching off Tifa, but screw that.
Mmmm, walnuts.
I wonder if Cloud will show. It wouldn't be the end of the world if he didn't. I bet that spiky-headed jerk is a real party killer. He's all, 'Ooh! Look at me! I'm so emo and moody and too cool to talk to people like Yuffie cause that's just how cool I am!'
Not that I care.
Spiky-headed jerk.
Oh my gawd! Someone's here! And it's—!
…Who the hell is that? Pssh, some random guy here for the free food. And look! He's with some random girl here for the free food! Oh gawd, what are the odds! Or maybe they're here for the booze. They'd better be, cause I'm soooooo not sharing these.
Ha, Teef looks just as disappointed as I am. I wonder why. And I can't believe she's wearing the dress I got her. She looks soooooo good. I bet she's embarrassed though. Lotta skin goin' on there. But hey, if I could fill out a dress like she could, I'd make sure everybody knew about it.
Ooh, looks like someone just got his girlfriend real mad by staring at Tifa. Ha! Hm, am I gonna have to help her fight off the drunks?
Oh who's that! It's Reeve! It figures Mr. Stick-up-his-ass businessman would show up early.
…Though I've been here for a week. What does that make me?
Wow Reeve, way to completely ignore me to talk to Tifa. Don't worry about me. I'm just sitting here, waiting for someone to talk to. Oh no, no. No one pay any mind to Yuffie, bored to tears. She'll just die of loneliness and misery and everyone at her funeral will realize they're sorry they didn't pay more attention to her and—
Goddammit. It figures he'd finally turn to say hi to me when I'm so worked up with my dramatic soliloquy that I'm actually waving my arms around.
No… what are you doing! Get away from those! Yeah-yeah, that's it, go over to the food that Tifa just put out and leave the rum balls and me alone.
Oh look, here come the masses.
DING. Wow, that guy's pretty ugly.
DING. Hmm, I didn't think Tifa wanted sluts at her party.
DING. Ew! Stop looking at me like that!
DING. Whoa, what the hell is—oh wait, it's Barret. How can you enter a room gun-arm-first anyway?
Aww, Marlene. My favorite little partner in crime.
"Hi Yuffie!"
"Hey!"
Ack! That girl can really squeeze the life outta you with her hugs.
"Can I have some too?"
What? Oh these. …No way, they're mine!
"Sorry, Tifa said you can't have any. Go ask her for some cookies."
Aww, now I feel bad. She was totally expecting me to say yes when Tifa said no. Ha, I love that she still tries even though she's already been told no a thousand times. She gets that from me.
Where is Tifa anyway? Oh there she is. And there are the cookies. Ooh, those look pretty good too…
Hey wait, Barret disappeared without saying hi. Barret hates me.
Well tough! With my training, Marlene will be just like me when she's my age, so let's see how he handles that! Mua ha ha ha!
Oh lookit that, it's Mr. Stick-up-his-ass non-businessman.
"Hiya Vinny!" Wow that was pretty loud.
Whoa, he actually nodded at me. That's still not much of a hello, but it's the first time he's acknowledged me since I asked to see his fangs and threatened him with garlic. He must be in the holiday spirit. How sweet.
What! Tifa gets a kiss from him? On the cheek, but still! A kiss? How is that fair? I don't even care about the kiss, but why does everyone hate me today? I mean come on! I already apologized for sneaking up on him with a stake and mallet!
And he gives her liquor too! …Okay, I guess giving me a bottle of champagne would be a bad idea.
Aww, look at her blush. Aaaaand there he goes to brood in the corner. Yup, I so called that one. If I weren't so attached to these rum balls, I'd go over there and bug him for my amusement. Though… I really don't want another near-fatal experience like that time he turned his claw on me. He said I was asking for it, but he's lying. He sucks.
Oh here we go, maybe Tifa will talk to me. "Having fun Yuff?"
"Everyone's ignoring me."
"Well you haven't gotten up to say hi to anyone either."
Whoops. "…He's not here yet y'know."
"Huh?"
Yeah don't think I didn't see you looking around the room. "Cloud. He's not here yet."
"Oh! …Oh, okay." Well that was weird.
Crap, where did all these people come from? I can't see a damn thing. And when did Cid and Shera get here? Wait… wait! That can't be…
"Tifa, is that really—?" Ahhh, where'd she go? Reno, of all people, at Tifa's party. What the hell is going on here? Is he asking for a beating?
Oh you've gotta be kidding me. He's coming over to talk to me. That's insane. The ONE person (besides Marlene) who doesn't ignore me completely is him. Yeah, well, SAY something hotshot!
"…Do you know where Tifa is?"
Oh not again. "What makes you think I know?"
"Well you're her friend or something aren't you?"
"Of course I am! But you're not." … Okay, what is that look for?
"See, the thing about that is—" Ha, look how quickly distracted he is.
…By Tifa. I gotta find out what the deal is here. Wow, he has no shame in lookin' her up and down does he? I knew she'd look good in that dress. Hell, even Vincent was checkin' her out. I mean noticeably. That's saying something.
I wish I could hear what they're saying. She's all red again. And God only knows what he just whispered in her ear. This is so weird. She can't stop smiling. She's been keeping something from me.
Aww, she looks kinda sad to leave him. But she's gotta go back to the kitchen. Maybe I should go help her ou—
…Err, nah. I'm pretty comfy here.
Oh man, this should be interesting. He's gonna try talking to Vincent? HA! Good luck with THAT one!
…I can't believe it. They're actually having an animated conversation. Whoa how long has Tifa been standing there?
"Yuffie I—"
"I'm not drunk!" GAWD, that was stupid. Yeah I know, thanks for rubbin' it in with that 'you-are-friggin-crazy' look, Teef.
"…I thought I told you not to eat all those."
"I didn't eat 'em all! There's…" Uhh, divide by two, carry the one… "Six left." And they're mine. ALL MINE! Mua ha ha ha!
She didn't even stick around to hear my evil laughter! Way to ditch me for Reno. This is so suspicious.
Ohhh… Ohhhhhh, my gawd… I can't believe he showed up. He hasn't seen Reno yet… that oughta be interesting.
Oh sure, he talks to me too. "Hi Yuffie. Happy New Year."
"Yeah, yeah…" Hmm, I guess I was supposed to like, say something back instead of mumbling. Whatever.
"Have you seen Tifa?"
What is WITH these people? This place isn't exactly gigantic! It's not that hard to find someone. They all find ME don't they?
"She's uhh…" Flirting with Reno. Uh-oh. "Uhh," Quick, make something up! "She, uhh, had to run out for something. I think she'll be back pretty soon." Right, there's a good lie. It's not like it'll fall right through when he sees that Tifa is obviously still here or something. No, of course not. And so what if he finds out? He doesn't scare me.
…With his stupid unicorn hairstyle and his 'I'm-obviously-compensating-for-something' giant-ass sword. Tch, please.
Ooh, it's almost time for the countdown! I'd better get into that crowd.
10…
Why can't I find anyone I know?
9…
Ugh, someone's hand is on my ass.
8…
They're gonna crush Marlene!
7…
Okay, I think I ate too many rum balls.
6…
I didn't know Elmyra was here!
5…
This guy needs to get his fat ass out of my way.
4…
Whoa! Geez lady, fix your top.
3…
Who's got the champagne?
2…
Aww, Cid and Shera are starting their New Year's kiss early.
1…
Where's Tifa?
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Oh my gawd.
Making out with Reno. THAT'S where she is. Holy cow, they are really goin at it. I obviously missed something when I got here. Tifa's gotta fill me in.
Ohhhhh man, everyone's looking at them. I mean, everyone who knows enough to be shocked by the fact that they're totally mackin' it right in front of everybody. And… oh man. Now Cloud's seen 'em.
Okay, it took them a while to notice that they're bein' watched, but man, Reno looks pretty damn happy with himself. But Tifa looks like a tomato.
And Cloud… y'know, for once in my life, I can figure out exactly what's going through his head. He doesn't know whether to be shocked at Tifa or kick Reno's ass.
…It's probably better if he does neither.
"Cloud!" Oh gawd what am I doing. "Come have some champagne with me!"
"Huh?"
"Yeah, come on!" MOVE, Goddammit! How hard do I have to pull on your friggin arm?
"Okay…" Yeah, that's right, ignore the couple practically going at it in the middle of the room.
What is Tifa mouthing to me? Oh. Thank you. Don't worry Teef—you're totally welcome. But you soooooo owe me one. You can start by telling me just what the hell is going on between you and Reno.
And you might wanna hold off on the making out until everyone leaves.
…Just a suggestion.
XXXXXXXXXIf the ending sucks, seems kinda abrupt, unresolved… well, this WILL be continued. So fear not. Or, hold off on your fear until the fic is through. That also works.
I hope this turned out okay. Yuffie/stream of conscious-ish style is new for me.
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