AN: First off I wasn't really planning on continuing this story, but then I found out people were actually reading WOOT I'm so excited. So I'm still actually writing the second chapter cause I put it away and haven't worked on it in months. At the moment its looking about 3 times the size of the first chapter, so I'm gonna break it up a bit just for the sake of actually updating. Thanks for the support please review!

Disclaimer: Sadly enough I do not own Kingdom Hearts or any other Final Fantasy characters that may appear in this story. Places too.

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Postponing the Inevitable

Chapter 2: Fun with Scissors

"Are we there yet?"

"No"

"Are we there yet?"

"No!"

"Are we there ye.."

"NO! Yuffie..." Cloud pinched the bridge of his nose with his thumb and fore finger. "Isn't there something else you could be doing?"

"Like what? This place is boring" She accentuated her last word with an exasperated sigh.

"Just think of something."

"Fine..." Cloud stared at her.

"Well?"

"I'm still thinking!" Cloud sighed and returned to his piloting determined not to let her aggravate him. Yuffie fidgeted in her seat, then tapped the armrest and fidgeted some more.

Cloud turned and gave her a death glare.

"Would you cut that out!"

"What?"

"Your incessant fidgeting!"

"I can't help it! These clothes are itchy!"

"Well then go change!"

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

Yuffie stormed off into the back of the Gummi-ship. Grabbing her bag and slamming the door behind her. Inside was a small bedroom, consisting of one single bed and some drawers and a desk built into the wall. She set her bag down on the bed and unzipped it. Yuffie had never been fond of clothes, mostly because everything she owned had been bought for her, with no input from herself. In the heat of their escape she really hadn't packed much. A couple nondescript shirts, some plain shorts and pants and a few other necessities. At the moment she was wearing a formal gown complete with gloves and tights, all at her fathers request. You must always look like a lady, as much as You possibly can... Oh how often she had heard that. But not anymore! Now she could dress however she felt.

Yuffie wasted no time in discarding the offensive articles. As the icy air of the Gummi-ship met her exposed skin goose-bumps spread across her body. She quickly grabbed for some shorts out of her bag. Plain khaki shorts, bought for her when she was young so she wouldn't ruin her dresses while playing outside. Oddly enough they still fit her petite figure, if not a little short.

Next she picked up a shirt, a green shirt with straps ending in buckles. Yuffie smiled this was possibly the only piece of clothing she actually liked, it had been a present from Cloud. The sleeves were of a sheer black material, that billowed around her arms ending in thin cuffs of silk around her wrists. A soft cotton like material starting in a square neck below the blue buckles, ended underneath her chest where the silk began and continued on till it hit her waist. To any other girl the shirt would have been a prized possession, and had most likely cost a pretty penny. To bad she was about to ruin it. Yuffie searched the drawers of desk in hopes of finding a pair of scissors. Her scavenging did not fail her, and she turned from the desk waving the pointed object triumphantly. Before setting upon the shirt she muttered a quick "Sorry" in Clouds direction. In a matter of minutes the shirt lay before her minus the sleeves and silky bottom half. She pulled the newly mended article over her head, adjusting it, and picking the fraying edges.

She rummaged through her bag and pulled out a blue belt fashioning it around her waist. Diving back into the bag she decided it best to just dump the entire thing. As odds and ends cascaded to the floor, some winter gloves and a scarf caught her eye. She picked them up and stared at them for a few seconds, until realizing they had been in there since her last trip to an ice covered land, the name of which escaped her, though for some reason she kept thinking of some alcoholic drink. Until then she hadn't realized that the goose-bumps had come back, and that she was slightly shivering. Yuffie hastily wrapped the yellow scarf around her neck, and pulled on the orange gloves, but not before cutting off the fingers, figuring she would need some maneuverability. As she stood there in her shorts, shirt and winter accessories the still shivering girl kicked through her small pile looking for anything else to cover her. She grabbed her white tights pulling them over her legs. But as she stood there rubbing her hands up and down her arm, she decided to find one more thing to add to her ensemble. Yuffie picked up the tattered remains of the sleeves she had cut off, now deeply regretting her rash decision. As the tops of the mangled sleeves were, well, mangled she slid them up her arms the opposite way, the soft silk cuffs ending at her upper arm.

Finally warm Yuffie made her way towards the small mirror hanging over the desk. She looked herself over. She wasn't an overtly pretty girl, but she still had quite nice features. A pleasant face and small frame. Her violet eyes peeked out from under her jet black unruly bangs, it was then she realized she was still missing something. She turned and began to frantically overturn all the clothes searching for her desired object. Not until she found it attached to a pant leg, did she finally relax. Yuffie walked back over to the mirror and carefully slipped the white head band on. It had been her mothers. Given to her one morning as a small child. It was one of the fondest memories she had of her mother, her sweet kind mother. Yuffie treasured now the memories of her, if she had known as a young girl that her mother was going to die of some unknown and supposedly incurable disease she would have spent ever waking moment with her. But that time was gone, and all that was left were those memories and a small band of cloth.

Yuffie returned to the bag and cleaned up her mess, placing the scissors carefully back in the drawer. She zippered the bag and left it on the bed.

Upon opening the door Cloud glanced behind to look at her. He had been wondering what was taking her so long. Then again he never understood why it took girls so long to get ready, which is why he was surprised that Yuffie was taking so much time. She had never cared much about her image before, why start now? Yuffie stood proudly in the doorway showing off her new outfit. Cloud wasn't exactly sure what he was seeing, he knew it was Yuffie but it looked like she had been dressed by gnomes...in the dark. What he did know was that it was extremely funny, and that he wasn't sure if he could hold in his laughter...he couldn't. Which is why he didn't see Yuffies fist coming at him, and was why he was currently residing on the floor, one hand clutching his side from pain of laughter the other clutching his face which was just in pain.

Yuffie flopped into her chair, and sulkily crossed her arms over chest. After a few minutes Cloud finally regained his normal stoic demeanor and sat back down.

"I'm sorry that was uncalled for" Yuffie would have possibly accepted his apology if Cloud had been able to do it without chuckling after every word. Instead she sent him a glare and turned her back to him.

"I mean it! You look very nice."At least this time he sounded the least bit sincere. Yuffie decided it was probably best to accept his apology anyways, seeing as how they were going to be on the same Gummi-ship alone for Hyne knows how long, staying mad at each other really wasn't an option.

"Fine. Apology accepted." She gave him a stern glance then turned to look out the window in front of her.

"Good I wouldn't want you mad at me." Yuffie smiled, and continued staring into space. "Hey...isn't that the expensive shirt I bought you?"

"Uh oh..."

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I don't know if anyone caught that but the icy place I was thinking of when writing this was Sidewinder which is the ice covered world in Red vs Blue, and is also an alcoholic Tiki drink.

Anyways...I hoped you liked it, I really shortened it a lot, that was only about 3 pages of stuff that I had originally written for the beginning of chapter 2. Next chapter will probably be some flash backs, I don't know yet though it depends on how the editing pans out. Don't expect the next chapter anytime soon though I do have school and one heck of a music related schedule.

Please review!

Laurel Leonhart