The long awaited next chapter! There will be one more after this, so I hope you enjoyed this story! I loved writing it. I think I'll make a sequel to it! That'll be fun. Don't you think? This chapter has a very funny joke in it that makes me nearly pee my pants when I hear it.
I don't own FF VII or any of her characters. I just use them for my own devious little stories and no money is gained by it.
"What the hell are you doing back here, Reeve! You're supposed to be in Wutai!" An irate Cid was leaning on Reeve's desk, attempting to look intimidating as the cigarette in his mouth was ground by his teeth. Cloud stood behind him, arms crossed and a slightly disapproving frown on his face.
"The problem was solved, so I'm back at work. I thought that was obvious."
"Then what was the problem?" Cloud asked, speaking for the first time.
"I don't think she would appreciate my telling you. You could ask her yourself, if you like." Reeve said, glancing at his watch. It was nearly one o'clock, which was lunchtime. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have lunch date."
"With who, Reeve?"
"It just so happens," He said, adjusting his tie before taking his coat from the back of his chair. "That I brought a girlfriend back with me from Wutai."
"WHAT!" Both Cloud and Cid were slack jawed with shock. Reeve took a few photos before putting his coat on and leaving his office. He watched his two friends run for the elevator he was in as the doors were closing. He chuckled all the way down to the ground floor. They came out of the other elevator just after him, looking ready to kill anyone that got in their way.
"You wait a minute, Reeve!" Cloud yelled, for once showing his anger plainly. "You go to Wutai, leave Yuffie there and bring back a girlfriend?"
"You fuckhead! If Yuffie finds out, she'll be a wreck!"
"What are you guys talking about?" Cloud and Cid both jumped at Yuffie's voice, and they found her taking the last step over to them, slipping her arm through one of Reeve's. Reeve smiled, laying a hand on top of hers in greeting. She was dressed normally, if a little more conservatively than before.
"They seem to think you'd be upset knowing I have a girlfriend, Yuffie."
"Why would that bother me?"
"I haven't the foggiest. Shall we go, then?" She nodded, and they started out the door when Cloud called out to them.
"Wait, you said you had a lunch date with your girlfriend. Why are you going with Yuffie?" Reeve and Yuffie both turned their heads to look at them. Then they looked at each other.
"They certainly are dense, aren't they?"
"Yep."
"You boys stay here and think about what Cloud just said. Okay?" With that they left the building arm in arm, happily chatting.
"What...do you think he means what I think he means?"
"How the hell would I know what you're thinking!" Cid exclaimed, kicking a nearby trashcan.
"Do you think...he meant to say that Yuffie was his girlfriend?"
"That's just ridicul- ...REEVE! I'M GUNNA KILL YOU YOU SON OF A B-" He stopped mid-sentence because of Cloud's hand over his mouth. He dragged Cid outside, trying to avoid a scene. Cid finally threw Cloud's hand off of his face when they reached the street corner. "What the hell's your problem?"
"Which way did they go?"
"I guess this way. I'm gunna break every single Cait Sith doll that bastard has."
They searched the nearby area for Reeve and Yuffie, looking in every restaurant they could find. Luck was not with them, however, seeing as they did not find any sign of either Reeve of Yuffie. Both men sat dejectedly on a park bench, watching children run back and forth in front of an ice cream stand.
"Where did they go? There aren't that many restaurants around here, yet they're no where to be found!"
"Those two disappear quicker than gil does. How the hell does Reeve think he'll get away with this? She's way too young for that sicko."
"She's twenty, Cid. She has been for a while. A whole year."
"I know that!" Cid proceeded to grumble under his breath about castration and tweezers while Cloud inched a little away from him. He went back to watching the children when something caught his eye. He hit Cid on the arm to get his attention, which only caused the man to hit him back.
"Look!" He whispered, pointing at the path directly across from them. Cid looked and almost jumped up. Cloud's arm kept him from doing so, but he still stared.
Yuffie and Reeve were there, walking down the path, each one with an ice cream cone. Reeve had his coat over one arm and his tie loosened. He never looked anything but crisp, so it was a slight shock to the watching men. Reeve said something that made Yuffie laugh and hit his shoulder. He said something else, pausing under a tree to say it. Yuffie smiled and reached a hand up to his face, pulling him down for a kiss. The arm that was not holding ice cream wrapped around her waist and pulled her closer.
"Shit..." Cid said, sighing in defeat. "She looks happy, doesn't she?"
"Yeah. I wonder...when this happened..."
"Damn it, were we the only ones that didn't know?" Cid kicked another trashcan, this time stubbing his toe on the steel cage that contained it. A few people turned to look at the man hopping around on one foot while the other one tried to look as though he didn't know him. "Call Tifa. Bet she knows all about this."
"Fine, just stop jumping around like an idiot and cursing. There are kids here." Cloud pulled out his phone, dialing Tifa's number. "And stop scowling. You scared that poor dog away."
"The hell do I care about some dog?" Cid grumbled under his breath, glaring at Cloud.
"Tifa? Hey, I've got a question..."
------later that evening------
"They sure are acting weird, Reeve. They told us to come to the bar like it was for an intervention or something."
"I wonder what the intervention would be for? I certainly hope they don't intend on getting rid of my addiction to you. That would be unforgivable."
"Seriously. I bet they're going to be all 'She's too young'. Idiots."
"It won't be that bad, Yuffie. If it comes to that, though, you can storm out in a huff and I'll berate them before running after my lady love."
"Okay." While the idea was funny, both Reeve and Yuffie knew it would probably come to that. Reeve opened the door for her, and they found the entire group from AVALANCHE there, some with drinks in hand and others just sitting around. Vincent was leaning back against a wall, staring at the floor. He looked up briefly when they entered and nodded a greeting at them. Yuffie waved happily at him. All the rest of the group were staring at them. "What are you staring at?"
"Yuffie...what's going on? Cloud and Cid said you and Reeve-" Tifa was cut off mid-sentence by Yuffie.
"Are doing the nasty? Playing hide the pickle?" Tifa blushed slightly, but continued.
"Reeve said he had a lunch date with his girlfriend and he went with you, so..."
"Oh, no, they caught us going out to lunch, Reeve! My reputation's ruined!" Yuffie buried her face in her hands, while Reeve laid a consoling hand on her shoulder. "What am I going to tell my dad?"
"I'm sure he'll come around after you explain that it was a safe lunch. We did use condiments, after all." Barrett burst out laughing at that, while Vincent snorted lightly. All the rest of them stared with jaws slack.
"I know, but he'll never think of me as his sweet, innocent little girl again! He'd be ashamed that I even know what a condiment is used for, let alone USED more than one!"
"There, there. I'll go with you when you tell him."
"Really?" Reeve nodded, a serious expression on his face. Yuffie hugged him tightly after that, surprising him and the rest of the room. "Oh, thank you!"
"Uh...when did this happen?" Tifa asked, unable to think of anything else to say.
"Does it matter? And why are all of you here like there was something wrong?" Yuffie left Reeve's arms to glare at her friends. "Oh, wait, let me guess, I'm just a kid who's going to end up stealing your materia before the day's over. That's what you think, right?" Several guilty looks were transferred to the floor. "I'm not a kid, I'm twenty. I know just about every dirty joke out there, I can curse worse than you, Cid, and I can probably drink Tifa under the table. I haven't stolen materia in years. If you bothered to think about me outside of the person I was when you met me you'd know that." Most of those in the room besides Vincent winced, knowing it was the truth. "If being with Reeve makes me happy, then what's the problem with it?"
"Nothing! It's just Reeve's such a joker, we wanted to make sure he wasn't fooling around."
"That hurts, Tifa." Reeve laid a hand on his chest as though is pained him. "To know you think so lowly of me..."
"I told you," Vincent said into the following silence. "That there was nothing wrong. Now if you will excuse me."
"Us too. We've got plans tonight. See you." Yuffie turned to leave, Reeve at her heels. He held the door open for her and let Vincent out as well. They were a block away from the bar before they spoke. "Gawd, what's their problem?"
"They were concerned for you." Vincent said.
"Yeah, well, you'd think they'd be a little supportive or something."
"They'll come around, Yuffie. Now, how about we get dinner and start painting? You're still joining us, aren't you Vincent?"
"Yes. So long as neither of you attempt to get paint on me."
"What's the problem? You've got one of your old dresses at the apartment, so why worry about getting paint on you?" Reeve received a very level stare and a snicker from Yuffie.
"I do not wear dresses, Reeve."
"Aw, but you'd make a pretty girl, Vinnie!"
"Why is it I put up with the two of you again?"
"Because we make you laugh."
"REEVE!" Cid was running down the street toward them. Reeve sighed and stopped walking, waiting for the man to reach them. "I wanna talk to you!"
"Whatever about, Cid? I know very well how to properly use a condiment."
"Listen to me, you jackass. You'd better..." Yuffie sighed and ignored them, turning to Vincent. They took a few steps over to a street light to wait out the 'Talk' Reeve was getting.
"I'm glad you let me teach you how to text message, Vinnie."
"Indeed. I am glad you were awake to get them. I would have been hard put to open your window and wake you without alerting Reeve."
"You're sneaky, Vinnie. But I'm glad."
"As am I. It worked, so that is all that matters."
"AND IF YOU GET HER PREGNANT I'LL SHOVE A STICK UP YOUR ASS SO HIGH YOU'LL SPIT MULCH FOR A YEAR! YOU HEAR ME!"
"Yes, is there anything else, Father-in-Law?"
"I'm serious, Reeve!"
"So am I. I'm through listening to you ramble on, Cid. Shut up." He turned to walk back to Yuffie and Vincent, taking Yuffie's hand as they started down the street.
"I'LL DROWN YOU IN TWO WEEK OLD DISHWATER IF YOU MAKE HER CRY! AND ANOTHER THING..."
"That man is giving me a headache..." Reeve said, rubbing his temple with the hand not holding onto Yuffie's. "Can't I just shoot him and get it over with?"
"No. He'll come around. Especially when he gets the condiment joke." He chuckled at that with Vincent. "But if he shows up for breakfast tomorrow without an invitation, feel free to pump him full of lead."
"Yes, dear."
Awwww, Cid was threatening Reeve! What a caring man to be so concerned for Yuffie! Sorry this was so late getting to you, I was trying to fix the ending of it to my liking and we all know I'm very picky about that stuff.
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