Author's Notes: I have a question for you. Who came up with the idea for an author's note? Every story I've ever read on this website has one. If you think about it, they're kind of pointless, though they can be rather amusing. Just thought I'd bring that up.
Disclaimer: See chapter 3 and so on and so forth.
Torn with indecision, Leon began to cry. He still felt guilty for his past actions, but Zell's words had given him hope. He had been forgiven, of that much, he was certain, but by how many people, he knew not. (Yoda talk! Whee!) Leon let these thoughts run through his head a while longer until…
"You're still here?" a cheerful voice sounded from behind him. Wiping his eyes, Leon turned around to see Yuffie standing there.
"Zell told me where you were," she said, sitting down next to him. "You've been out here for hours, and everyone was getting worried about you."
"I've just been thinking," Leon responded.
"Aerith gave me a blanket for you, in case you were cold."
"I'm fine. I was just about to go in anyway. Is Zell there now?"
"No. He said he didn't feel comfortable staying the night here after what he did and went back to his ship, but he left a package behind for you. It's back at the house." Leon stood up and left to go get his package. "Hey, Yuffie?" he said.
"Yes Leon?"
"Thanks. For everything. Oh, and my name's not Leon. It's Squall."
Author's Notes: Holy crap! That was the shortest thing I've ever written, including answers to a test in gym class. That's just sad. Oh well. It may be small, but it's meaty. Kind of like a bulky midget, which, if you think about it, is an oxymoron. So is jumbo shrimp. And military intelligence, but that's a different story. One that doesn't have the epitome of all cool assholes in it. And that's why I'm telling this one instead of that one. Hopefully, you understood why I gave this chapter its name. If you didn't understand it, READ A BOOK ONCE IN A WHILE! See you next update.