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I got a review i got lots of reviews actually. yay! that said ch. 5 had some typos. Thank you, I took care of them. Also, thanks for understanding my technical difficulty. I'm trying, you're waiting. It's great. I'm gonna write now. I can't think of anything to say anyway.

Chapter Six

"How can you possibly even hope this is gonna work?"

"Yuffie, there's nothing else I can do. I'd like to see you come up with a better idea." She hands me a brush. "Thank you."

"We should just track him down and beat him up!"

"Didn't you say that earlier?"

She looks at the glowing orb in her hand. "I still agree with myself. There's no bad side."

I roll my eyes, watching my hair separate and come together again as I pull the brush through in the mirror. "I don't want to hurt him. That won't make things better. Then he might become paranoid along with crazy. See the down fall?"

"Who's gonna watch the kids while we're working?"

"Marlene is Barret's and it wouldn't kill him to spend some time with her. It's not like he ever sees her anyway." I sit in front of Yuffie, who sighs and puts the materia in her pocket. Cracking her knuckles she starts moving lockes of hair. "I already called him, he said he'd be happy to take care of Denzel for a few days too." Yuffie's reflection nods. Her fingers run through my hair as she parts it and twists it. She grabs a bottle and squirts out a pile of clear goop. It makes a sucking noise as she quickly rubs it all over her hands and smears it over my hair. I make a face at its weird smell. I never did like hair products.

"So what made you think this one up?"

"A few things actually." With a smirk, I say, "You remember when I got kidnapped?" She nods. "And Cloud went in after me, all dolled up?"

She laughs out, "I still can't believe he was willing to strap on the bra! Watching him walk in there was one of the saddest yet funniest things I've ever seen in my life." Her hands stop. "He didn't look too bad as a girl..." I elbow her and she giggles. "So that's why you think this will work? Because he could pretend to be a girl and rescue you, you can pretend to be some one else and make him better?" She paused. "Do you even own a dress?"

"Yes! Thank you!"

"Just checkin'." My eyes close as her hands go back to work. She tugs and straightens. My head bobs around. In my mind, I'm trying to see myself as her. Trying to see everything he loved about her. See the things that made her her. When I find him...what will I do? Will I be horrible and mean, say things to make him hate her and want to forget all about her? But then he would only come back out of self pity and wanting to be loved. If he even comes back at all. Should I just tell him to move on and be happy with the family he started? Tell him that I love him and that I'm worried about him. That she doesn't need his protection anymore and she's past him now anyway? "Is this even going to work?" I breathe.

"He might just hate you for this. Maybe he isn't crazy enough to not tell the difference. He'll just hate you for what you've done and never ever come back."

"You seem awfully cheery about that," I say, opening my eyes to scowl at her.

"Tifa, generally, I'm not the type to go to about relationships. I don't have the right kind of outlook for it. It's just that I think you and Denzel would be a lot better off without him."

"Just like I think Cloud and I would be a lot better off without Aerith?"

"Yeah but Aerith isn't even here." I take a heavy breath. There's nothing I can do. This is a battle I cannot afford to lose. Especially not to some one dead. Then I would hate her, Cloud and me. I don't think I could handle that. "This whole thing is screwed up. Don't you ever wish you could just have a normal life?"

I don't even hesitate to say, "Hell no! If I had a normal life then every day would be the same, I would have never met you guys and I would never have had the chance to fight and win against some of the most horrible stuff ever created. I love my life." I take a breath. "Just not my love life." Yuffie laughs, holding a hand out. I give her a pony tail and she ties it around the bottom of my hair. She takes the sash over my shoulder and ties it in a big bow. Patting my shoulder, she leaves the bathroom and shuts the door.

A dress swing on a hook attached to the back of the door. I look at it. It was a long time ago that I had gotten it. Similar to Aerith's with all of it's pinkness, it's corseted on the bust with wider straps. I had stayed up all of the night before slitting its front open and stitching in a new hem and buttons. Goosebumps race across my skin as my clothes hit the floor and I slowly button up some of the buttons. The dress is tighter than I remember it being. Guess it had something to do with the hem. I feel like my boobs are popping out. And she dressed like this everyday? I feel like a whore. I wedge some chunky metal bracelets on and pull on a cropped jacket. Looking at myself in the mirror, I want to cry. In my eyes, I look like her but warped. Like she's taking over my body and using it for her own. The big curls on my collar bones, my bangs look like a puppy ears when they don't stand up all the way. I feel damn stupid. And that bow is not helping.

I open the door cautiously and peek my head out. Yuffie raises an eyebrow impatiently. "Well?"

"I feel ridiculous."

"You said it was ridiculous when you called. Just let me see!"

I open the door all the way and she makes a face. "W-what do you think? Will it work?"

"It's so weird!" I can feel my eyes get wide. "If your hair were lighter and your boobs were so big, I would think she had a copy cat sister."

"What does that mean? Do you think I can do this or not?"

She nods. "You'll have to be in a dark area, but it just might work."

"I can work with that." I turn for the front door. Yuffie puts a hand on my arm. I look down at it, seeing the red ribbon still tied there. She sticks her fingers under it and hoists it up so it can't be seen. My hand touches my neck, feeling the thin strip of cloth I had tied there earlier. Please let this work.

"You sure you can do this?" I nod. "You have no idea what he might say. Are you going to be able to handle what ever comes out?" My eyebrow twitches. "This might be the end of you."

"I know. I have to do this though, Yuffie. I have no choice."

She gives me a nod. "Then let's go."

All done! Finished in a whole...two maybe three hours? Lots of talking. So now you understand her idea and if you don't then...um...you may need help. But yeah. I'm gonna work on ch. 7 now. Later kids. Ska.