Title: Marriage
Pairing: Leon/Yuffie
Rating: G
Genre: general
Warnings: oo; atleast played/KNOW about Yuffie and her past involving FFVII. Also, this story hings on being a full crossover into Final Fantasy VII but isn't…sorta imagine FFVII has its own world/or even a smaller part in Hollow Bastion. Also the idea for these are from the livejournal community, "101kisses" :3 Also, please, PLEASE REVIEW. My last story I uploaded here got a ton of hit but barely any reviews which was really depressing.
Synopsis: Leon and Yuffie's wedding day
Disclaimer: Characters © Square-Enix and Disney, I claim no ownership.
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She smiled and happily accepted the many well wishes and gifts she was given on this night, her eyes dancing in delight and her enuthsaim seemingly tripled throughout the celebration. She clasped her hands together and smiled brightly, blushing slightly as he said nothing and basically accepted it all quietly. As the women congratulated her and the servants poured more sake, he stilled remained quiet, almost brooding. As she continued to beam and smile, he would just nod quietly showing his approval and thanks of things.
Some found it unnerving, how quiet he was- almost unbearable really, how quiet. But next to him was his bouncy, sometimes fumbling wife, who seemed to carry enough joy and expression for the both of them. As some of the nobles of Wutai looked on, a wife or two commented in hush voices that this was the girl that somehow restored their honor with both their lives and their god. Some men shook their head, questioning it.
As Yuffie continued to be nearly the life of the party, seemingly glowing in her traditional robes, Leon couldn't help but notice he was the outsider. He quietly ate the three plum buns before him, trying to attract little attention to himself as possible. Politics and trying to appease everyone was not his strong point. He couldn't hide though, the small smile on his face, every time she mentioned how they met.
Soon after the party ended and the both of them were allowed to retire for the night, as the both of them were to split ways, Yuffie to go to some of her closest servants to help her out of the heavy robes and into her sleeping robe, Leon to where ever he wanted to wander, she stopped him. He looked faintly confused as she stared up at him.
"Is this real?" Her question was almost too quiet, soft, her voice almost hitching. Her eyes seemed dark and almost reflective in the soft lantern light, he silently kissed her forehead and looked at her.
"Yes."
She hugged him after that and clutched to him, to see if he indeed wasn't a dream. After this encounter, she turned and left to get ready for their wedding night. He was left to quietly think about what just transpired.
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A small bird made a shrill cry early in the morning as the soft fog rolled in for the day. She looked up from her seat at a stone bench in front of one of the small private ponds. The small pond quivered as a stray feather fell onto its mirror like surface, her reflection shaking as she still sat there, staring down. Her reflection still staring up in return, she turned and left the pond and looked around at her village- her home and made a silent wish hoping things would stay the way they were. She quietly left the outdoors and went back inside. On her way back to their private rooms, she thought about herself and Leon…Squall.
Yin and Yang.
The topic itself had come up numerous times before with her father and a few others. She had mostly ignored it though, but had a nagging feeling it was going to come up again. She sighed and then blinked. Warm arms encircled her waist as she looked up at him, he looked down at her. He looked calm, normal even, but she could tell- their was a tightness around his eyes and almost tension in his shoulders as he looked down at her.
"What's wrong?"
"I just had an interesting conversation with your father." He let go and started to walk away from her.
"A conversation about what?" She laughed lightly, as she picked up a small blossom from the ground, and held it lightly in her hand.
"He wants to know when he'll have grandchildren to train." A small grin was on his face, as he turned to look at his wife, who had seemingly froze in her place, the spare blossom floating out of her hand as she grew bright and flustered.
"WHAT?"