A/N: Yo! Sorry for the long wait, loyal readers. I went to visit my best friend, who I haven't seen in a year, for a whole week, and, gasp, she doesn't have internet. Really sorry!

Kairiku: You really like them? Thanks! I really appreciate it. By the way, are you a RikuXKairi fan? Stupid question…well, anyways, I might have some Kairiku in this one or make a Kairiku fic pairing after it. Just to let you know!

spirited angel1305: I'll do my best! Thanks for the review!

Teddy-the-Bear: Yeah. Can you imagine dealing with stares for a whole year thanks to the man who tried to kill you? I think it'd be totally cool, but nonetheless…Anyways, yeah! New story! It's started out pretty good. And I might make Disney summons. That'd be cool.

Beeria: Yeah! Down with CloTi! I'm glad you liked it!

Chapter 2

Yuffie arrived at the cemetery after buying a couple of flowers. She'd spent much of her own money and some of her father's to pay for Reno's funeral; no one else was alive to do so.

The cemetery was a dark and old place. Graves dating all the way back to the 1800s crumbled. Weeds grew freely. It was obvious that this place wasn't taken care of well.

Passing George Wilkins, Patricia Haling, and several other graves, Yuffie reached Reno's, having learned the cemetery by heart over the year. She wiped a tear from her eye and placed the flowers on the grave.

A twig snapping caught her attention. She whirled around, hand on the knife she hid in her pocket. Her eyes narrowed when she saw who it was: the guy who bumped into her and ran off earlier.

"What, are you following me?" she demanded.

The man scowled at her but didn't answer. Instead, he walked up beside the grave beside Reno's. A glance at the dates on it said that the woman was young when she died. His body blocked the name on the grave. He closed his eyes as if praying. He didn't look like the praying type.

When she realized she was staring, she looked away, at Reno's grave. Next to her mother, he was the closest person to her who died. It surprised her friends that she was still suffering over his loss when they'd only known each other for a while. She thought they were just heartless.

Well, she thought, I'm going to try to stop coming by, Reno. This isn't good for me, I think. Besides, there's this awesome game I just got. Rest in peace, okay?

When she looked up from the grave, the man was gone. She shook her head at the annoyance and looked at the grave. The name Tammy Rinoa was on it. A girlfriend, perhaps? Poor guy. She remembered the slight emotion on his face and shrugged it off. It didn't concern her.

(At school)

Yuffie nearly fell forward into her lunch while some girl named Selphie chatted away with her. She'd stayed up all night playing KH. It was amazing, even when compared to the new FF8 that came out. She'd tried that, despite the risk.

"Hi," said a familiar person, sitting next to Yuffie since no other seats were available. She was talking to Selphie, but her eyes drifted to Yuffie. "Hey, you're Sora's new sister, right?"

"Unfortunately," she said dryly, still kind of annoyed that someone could look similar to her uniqueness. In her mind, she was still going over her battles in KH. After struggling through FF8 and 7, starting out as a powerful character, thanks to the kind people of Square Enix, made her feel so strong. The other characters hardly stood a chance.

"Well, Sora's having a tough time adapting to the new school," Kairi said, pointing at him. Sora had his arms folded on the table and his head resting on them. "He got picked on earlier. I tried to help, but…"

"It embarrassed him more," Yuffie finished. "Yeah."

Even as they watched, two big guys walked up to her new brother. They had satisfied smirks on their faces and one opened his mouth to say something. Yuffie recognized him.

Before he could even say the first word, a tray flew through the air and hit him right in the face. Angered, he looked over and spotted Yuffie, who was standing up and glaring straight at him. "Hey, Brock," she said cheerfully, walking up to grab her tray. The guy stepped in the way.

"Yuffie. You lookin' for trouble? You know this guy?"

Yuffie looked at Sora and shrugged. "Nope. He a new kid? I just came over to finish what we started."

Brock cracked his knuckles. "Oh yeah? Where were we? Oh yeah. I was pounding you into the concrete." His friend laughed and stepped up beside him, fists clenched.

"As I remember, you were crying for your mommy under a table," Yuffie said slyly.

"Why don't you go back to Hong Kong where you came from?" he said.

"Well, for one, I was born in America. And my dad's Japanese. Besides, that's gotta be the worst insult I've ever heard."

Brock took a swing at her, which she ducked. She drove her fist into his stomach but couldn't dodge the tray his buddy brought swinging down at her head. Dazed, she took several steps back. From across the lunchroom, which was now filled with the repeated word "Fight!" Garret and Tiffany stood up to help her. The others had a different lunch time.

Yuffie prepared to hold them off for a bit with her massive headache. Chad, the guy with the tray, advanced to finish the job. Brock held his stomach and tried to catch his breath. Yuffie backed up but tripped over her own tray, hitting the ground on her butt. Just as Chad raised his tray to swing again, he was hit from behind and fell forwards. Yuffie scooted over to allow him to drop.

Her savior smirked at her, holding out the hand that had knocked out Chad to help her up. She took it and got to her feet. "I could've handled it myself, but thanks," she said. The guy merely laughed and shrugged. He had beautiful teal-colored eyes (I sometimes see them as blue or green so whatever. Besides, he'd be hot either way) and strange silver hair that was styled much like the guy in the graveyard: spiked where it barely reached his shoulders.

"So, Brock, your little plan didn't work," Yuffie said with a smirk. "You gonna hand over that bet money, of do I have to kick your ass all over again?" All of this was said cheerfully.

With a furious look on his face, he pulled forty bucks from his pocket and tossed them on the ground. When Yuffie knelt to pick it up, he pulled back his leg and aimed a vicious kick for her head. She pounced out of the way and prepared to fight, forty bucks clenched in her fist. To her surprise, Tiffany came around and kicked him right in the gut where Yuffie hit him moments before. Then Garret smashed his fist into the back of his head.

"Just like old times, eh?" Yuffie said, grinning.

"Thanks, Yuffie," said Sora, standing up.

"Who are you again?" Yuffie laughed when Sora almost fell over in surprise. "Just kidding. I didn't do it for you, so don't get any ideas, brother." She turned to her friends. "Hey, Garret, did you get the new game?" Her eyes sparkled.

"I ain't touchin' another RPG ever gain," he grumbled.

"Nor will you during detention," said a voice behind them. They turned to face…Vice Principle Barkley, who bore a striking resemblance to a hedgehog. Yuffie sighed. Her father had warned her. She was in big trouble when he found out.

(A Few Days Later)

Yuffie discovered her savior's name, birthday, blood type, hobbies, location of birth, and where his house was through various questions in detention caused by extreme boredom. His name was Riku, and he lived close to where she did.

"Why am I in detention?" Kairi asked glumly.

"Sorry about that," Riku said with a smirk. "I guess your beauty attracted attention."

"Who do you think you are?" Sora asked jealously.

Riku laughed. "I was just kidding."

"Why'd you apologize?" Kairi asked, smiling at the newcomer.

"Well, the teachers here don't really like me. It's not the first time they've gotten me and everyone around me in trouble for ridiculous reasons," he explained.

"Well, anyways, you look familiar," Yuffie said.

"Yeah? I've never met you before," he said thoughtfully.

"Well, your hairstyle looks a lot like this one guy's…I've seen him many times before. He went to the cemetery to visit the grave of someone name…Tammy Rinoa. Sound familiar?" she asked.

Riku looked at her piercingly but shook his head no. Yuffie thought that was pretty suspicious, but she let it go with a shrug.

"Detention's up, kiddos," said the guy who had been watching him. He was pretty cool, a former cop who mostly let people off with warnings whether it was in school or back in the day as a police officer. Detention wasn't over for another fifteen minutes, but he often let people out early to walk around and chat, as long as they scattered and made up good excuses. No wonder he was no longer a cop.

"Need a ride?" Riku asked as they exited the room and strolled down the hall.

"Yeah," Yuffie said, smacking her fist down on her hand. "If we get a ride, I can totally tell my dad that the bus broke down and we had to walk home."

"What about how long it took?" Sora asked. "Besides, you have a cell phone and could've called Laura."

"Have you witnessed her driving? I think not. Besides, I can say I got lost and ran out of minutes." Her eyes dared him to find a flaw in her plan. He shrugged sheepishly.

Thus they got in Riku's mustang, which Yuffie was really excited to ride in. Kairi declined Riku's offer and instead decided to wait on her father.

"Here's our stop," Yuffie said suddenly. They were around a mile from her house.

"Can't we get a little closer?" Sora asked.

"Fine. You can go on ahead," Yuffie said, already walking. "I need some time to be alone." Riku shrugged and kept going.

Yuffie was deep in thought for the longest time. She walked out of the neighborhood she was in and kept down the road. There wasn't a house in sight. The land there was fenced, owned by a farmer. The corn rose high above her head.

"Why do I have to be in charge here?" asked a voice.

"You are the most capable, Squall," said another voice. Yuffie raised an eyebrow and crept forward. Standing in the driveway that led way, way into the land was the guy from the cemetery. Beside him was another guy who had his back to her.

"That's Leon," Cemetery Guy said, looking about. Yuffie pulled her head back under cover of the corn stalks.

"Yes, that's right," the man agreed. "Anyways, they've paid us to come over here and do something about those kids who meddled with the FF7 project of our employer's dear friend. Don't screw up, Leon." And, with that, Scary Guy walked past Mr. Cemetery and up the driveway. Leon waited several moments after Scary Guy left before walking out of the driveway. Yuffie quickly looked about for a place to hide.

Before she could, a hand reached out and grabbed her by the back of her shirt. Eyes wide, she stopped, hands clenched. If only she could bring a gun to school; she would've shown this guy. But she had no weapons at the moment, not even a tray.

"Stay out of my way and keep your head down," Leon told her before releasing her. "I know who you are, Yuffie."

Without a thought as to why he wasn't doing the job Scary Guy had mentioned, Yuffie took off, thoughts focused solely on survival. Leon watched her go.

"This is going to be easier than I suspected," he said with a sigh.