Author's note: Ah, yes, Diana the Teller of Tales, I have finally created your drabble. Whose preference was Yuffie/Leon fluff with a serious/cutesy tone to it. So… well… here it is. And a chapter in "Pleasantly Depressed", a FF8 fic, inspired the last two lines and I hold no claim to them. I also forget the author of said fic so you'll have to search for it, sorry.

And to Cookies: Well, I'll see what I can do. It does get the gears cranking, though.

Summary: Yuffie points out a few things in her strange life with the man she loves…

Genre: Humor/Fluff (which, in my opinion, should have its own category)

Word Count: 760

Disclaimer: I doth not own KH. Now you may tell thy lawyers that.

Drabble Request: Yuffie's Predicament

The idea was absurd. Absurd that no one wanted to give her boyfriend a decent birthday party. And she sat there very annoyed with him for thinking that it wasn't. Yuffie just glared at Riku like he had done something very wrong. Which was surprising, because Yuffie didn't glare often, but when she did, she could be as frightening as Leon. Which often led to people wondering that's how she learned to glare so efficiently; from Leon glaring at her for when she stole his towels while he was taking a shower (resulting in him having to come and retrieve it without said article of cloth) or stole off his plate from breakfast or that she usually stole the TV remote from him when she wanted to watch something and dropped it down her shirt afterwards, where he wouldn't dare reach without permission.

"I want to throw him a birthday party! No one ever gives him simple little things like that! God, you're so unfeeling! At least Leon can admit he's got a heart!"

Riku gave her a shocked sort of look, angry, and the rest of everyone at least had the decency to look abashed.

She was going to throw her boyfriend a birthday party even if she had to guilt everyone else into it. Well... almost everyone. Sephiroth could probably care less and Aerith had a little too much heart. And Rinoa... well... Yuffie never much liked Rinoa.

But well, it worked. Because everyone agreed.

And so, Yuffie Kisaragi waltzed out of the room, out the front door and right to the car where said boyfriend was waiting to pick her up.

She beamed at him. "Hello!"

Squall sort of half-smiled at her like he always did in greetings. "Hey..."

Yuffie grinned. Instead of swinging into the passenger side of the convertible, she swung in to the brunette's lap, promptly smothering his face in little kisses until he battered the hands clutching the sides of his face away to give the girl a proper hello-nice-to-see-you-since-five-minutes-ago kiss. It swept her off her feet for a long moment, but she was still surprised at the chasteness of the contact. Leon never went far enough, she often thought. Skirting around the edges of things, as if he were studying them from afar.

That's why she wanted to give him a party for his birthday next week--- Because all his complications needed the Great Party Master Yuffie's simple touch.

For a moment Leon looked at her, eyes curious. Puppy-like in a way. Yuffie couldn't help giggling.

"What?" He asked, almost looking a little wounded in the back of his eyes.

Yuffie patted her boyfriend's head lovingly and wiggled her butt in his lap some. "'Cause you're giving my that look!" She laughed at his unconscious pout.

Of course, no one else saw these things in him. After all, at least it wasn't the look he saved for hurt baby animals and when someone mentions the fact that his cooking is horrible (which it was, despite the fact that he tried, and Yuffie had never known anyone before who could burn water aside from Zack).

Yuffie smiled before sliding over to her side of the front area of the car. "On ward, Boytoy! We have places to go, Vincent to bother!"

Squall chuckled, but other than that, he simply said, "Cid isn't going to be to happy with you."

"And why's that?" She asked in returned, giving him the Yuffie-will-take-no-nonsense look. Affective, despite the cuteness in it. "I'm sure the old man can spare the use of his boyfriend for a little. Besides, Vin's mom doesn't speak much English and I need him to translate."

"I can translate."

"You don't speak that old of a form of Wutain. At least... I don't think..." Yuffie quieted to brood on that thought. You could never tell with a smart man like Leon.

A hand ruffled her hair, making her whine a little. "You never asked whether I did or didn't. I didn't study the language for nothing, you know. I was born there." His eyes glanced at her and they were clouded with the remembrances of their meeting in that country. It was usually hard to believe that Leon had been born there, since his father and mother had been outsiders moving to the country, but... well... around him, Yuffie had grown used to strange and unusual miracles happening.

"Fine." Yuffie muttered, crossing her arms over her chest as Leon started the car. "Spoil my fun why don't you?"

"Tifa with a whip."

"Okay. Shutting up."