Beautiful Flaws
by Pandamonium808
Yuiffe watched Cloud through the crack in the church doors. He was bent over and doing something that she couldn't see. Yuiffe who had come here with a big smile and now she felt awful. She watched Cloud a little while longer before looking to her Chocobo who warked at her.
"Why couldn't I tell him?" asked Yuiffe as she pet Rain's beak. "Why couldn't I tell him how I feel, Kouu?"
Yuiffe sighed heavily and noticed that her hands were dirty and she quickly stopped petting Kouu. She frowned even more as her eyes began to water.
"I hate you Cloud I hate you," said Yuiffe. "I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!"
She couldn't hold back her tears any longer and wrapped her arms around Kouu. Tears began to fall from her cheeks and splash onto his yellow feathers making them seem like crystals that glimmered in the faint sun light that had managed to creep its way through the broken upper half what was once Midgar.
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Water reflected a soft light from the faint reaches of the sun that just managed to get its fingers throuhg the many dead bleached trees to play with the water. Yuiffe's eyes began to tear as she saw Aerith's body lifeless and lying there. Yuiffe then looked to Vincent who seemed to have pulled the collar of his cloak further up so it would cover more of his face and only his red eyes seemed to show. Red eyes that seemed to long for a person that wasn't there. He was always so sad and this didn't help Yuiffe much as she now began to bawl. She then looked over to Cloud who stood there speechless and unmoving. Slowly he came to a realization, that Aerith was dead. He didn't shed a tear but she knew that his heart was broken. This was the first time she had ever stayed this long with anyone since.
She always looked up to Cloud who was always there like a mountain; never moving, never changing. But now it was her time to be for him. She wrapped her slender arms around him and hugged him from behind. She buried her head into the back of his neck and let go of all her tears. Tears of anger, tears of pain, and tears of sadness.
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I hate her! I hate her for making him feel this way! The way she took his heart and tore it apart! ... But I why do I always cry whenever I think about her. Why do I always... feel so sad whenever someone mentions her name.
Yuiffe stared at the entry in her diary that she had torn out. She folded it back up and stuck it into her boot and stared back up at the blue sky. Everyone was drifting slowly apart. Yuiffe looked over to find Cloud's old Buster Sword lodged into the ground as a homage to the place where Zach had died. At its base lay crushed yellow flowers from the incident at the church earlier that day.
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"Yuiffe?" asked Aerith. "May I ask you a question?"
"Huh?" Yuiffe just stared blankly at Aerith. "Uh... sure I guess."
Aerith took a deep breath. "Do you like Cloud?" asked Aerith.
"What?" asked Yuiffe. "Our Cloud? Our spikey-haired-dumb-blonde-cocky leader? That Cloud?"
Aerith nodded and continued to stare at Yuiffe intently. Yuiffe began to turn slightly red and couldn't look into her eyes any longer.
"No way!" said Yuiffe quickly. "Why?"
"Oh," said Aerith who smiled slightly. "No reason."
Yuiffe continued to stare at the ground as she could feel that her cheeks were still red. She toed her boot on the ground and tried to get her mind off of Cloud. You just want his materia, yeah that's it. You just want his materia.
"Okay guys lets saddle up," said Cloud.
Cid slapped a hand to his face in embarrassment.
"What?" asked Cloud who couldn't figure out what was wrong.
Cid just continued to walk and didn't answer Cloud. "You heard the man! Let's... saddle up! Yuiffe get your fat ninja ass in gear!"
This quickly turned Yuiffe from being embarrassed to furious. "My ass isn't fat!"
"Are you sure? Because all you do is sitting on it all damn day!" yelled Cid who just kept walking on with or without the rest of the group.
"Hey!" yelled Yuiffe but Cid didn't hear her. "Hey! Get back here!"
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Yuiffe you're being stupid over nothing. Come on and get it together girl. She wiped the tears from her eyes with her shirt. This is just a stupid crush. Right? Right?
Even thought she should be happy that ShinRa Co. was dead and all that remained for it was the metallic skeletal remains of Midgar, she was far from it. So what was this emptiness that seemed to be brooding in the dark recesses in herself. She ran her slender fingers through her hair and wondered if she should grow it out like Tifa and Aerith had done their's.
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"So how's my little ninja girl?" asked Shuji looking down at the little girl with short brown hair. "Oh, you got a hair cut."
"Daddy made me cut it this way," frowned Yuiffe. "I makes me look... like a... you know..."
"What are you talking about?" asked Shuji who put a hand on top of her head. "I like your hair this way."
"You're making fun of me again," said Yuiffe looking up at her mentor.
"I'm just saying that you look cute, that's all," said Shuji who laughed a little.
Yuiffe began to blush so furiously that her entire face turned scarlet. This made Shuji laugh even more.
"You know if someone came along they might have thought you were a summon materia," said Shuji who was smiling brightly at her. "Oh I almost forgot."
Shuji began to fish around in his pack until he found what he was looking for.
"Now close your eyes and hold out your hand," said Shuji. "No peeking."
Yuiffe did as she instructed but was getting anxious and wanted to know what her present was. She opened one eye slightly to peek at Shuji. She jumped back as she saw Shuji sticking out his tongue and pulling down on the socket of an eye so it showed the bottom of his eye and his red socket.
"Hey!" remarked Yuiffe. "You're making fun of me!"
"You peeked," said Shuji. "So you're not going to get it."
"Well good cause I don't want it any more," said Yuiffe who quickly turned her back to him and began to pout.
"Alright," said Shuji who removed his hand from his pack. "I'll keep it for myself then."
Yuiffe who was soon over come with curiosity turned around to find that Shuji was quickly walking away.
"Hey wait!" said Yuiffe. "Okay I won't peek! Can I have my present now?"
"Nope sorry," said Shuji waving a hand at her. "I don't think that little ninja girls can have presents."
"Hey! Come on please!" cried out Yuiffe chasing after him. "Shuji please!"
But Shuji just kept walking away. Yuiffe started to run after him, but this only made Shuji break into an all out sprint. They continued to chase each other like some backwards game of cat and mouse. Shuji began to tease her and call her "little ninja girl" which always got her mad and chase after him even harder.
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Yuiffe was in tears now as she curled up on the ground as the rain started to fall around her. Lying beside near by was one of the pieces of cloth that she used to wrap one the handles of her large shuriken. Wrapped in her arms was her shuriken, on one of the segments was an inscription carved into the shuriken.
TO MY LITTLE NINJA GIRL.
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"Are you just gonna sit there and cry about it?"
"Shuji..." whispered Yuiffe who began to wipe away her tears. She pulled out the note she tore out of her diary and tore it into tiny pieces so the entry could never be read again. She opened up her hands and the wind took the pieces of paper and carried them off into the distance.
"Now its my turn to be strong," said Yuiffe looking into the sky once more.
"That's my little ninja girl."
A/N: Okay, this chapter's shorter than the first and I didn't expect this story to come out with a second chapter but well here it is. There maybe more, there may not be. We'll see. Oh and Shuji is of my own creation, and I'll probably have to explain this character a bit. Shuji is Yuiffe's ninja mentor, responsible for teaching her how to become a successful ninja at a young age. I guess that's it for now. Jaa mata.