Deal of Eternity
Disclaimer: Just to cover my ass again I don't own anything. Final Fantasy and its characters belong to Square Soft and Bedazzled belongs to Fox.
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They pull up to a large building withneon lights and a red carpet. A glowing sign proclaims the place is "Sinful Delights". The man gets out of the car and opens Yuffie's door.
"Yuffie! Yuffie over here!"people cry as bouncers push them back. "Yuffie look over here!"
"What do they want?" Yuffie asks the man.
He shrugs. "You should see your fans inside," he tells her.
He leads her into the club. People inside are dancing under strobe lights to loud heavy metal. As they come in several patrons of the club come up to Yuffie.
"Hey Yuffie how the hell you doing?" a woman in a short yellow dress asks. She motions for one of the men with a camera to come over. "Hey! Come here and take a picture of me and my friend Yuffie," she orders.
A man obediently snaps a picture.
Before Yuffie can respond two men come to her. One is tall with sandy hair and the other is lanky with brown hair. The man with sandy hair is wearing a green shirt and black slacks. The brunette is wearing a gray tank top and leather pants.
"Hey Yuffie come dance with me?" the sandy haired one asks.
"No Yuffie dance with me," the dark haired one says.
"Ease off gentlemen," the man commands. "She's mine."
A waiter comes to Yuffie with a tray of mini doughnuts. "Miss, would you like one?" he asks.
Yuffie reaches for one. "You know these look like the ones my Grandma used to make me," she confides. She takes a bite of one. "These are the ones my Grandma used to make me!" she shouts.
The man throws an arm around her and calls, "I aim to please." He starts to lead her upstairs to a private office. Inside the office is a black marble desk, a fire place, an entire wall covered with television screens, a leather couch and upholstered chair.
Once inside he shuts the door behind her. "You liked it didn't you?" he asks.
"The doughnuts?" Yuffie asks as she finishes hers in one big bite.
"No," he answers. He waves a hand towards the fire place and a flame comes to life. The man sits at the long, black marble desk and looks at Yuffie expectantly.
Yuffie sits in a chair in front of the desk, brushing crumbs and powder sugar off her tank top.
"The people," he says. "You liked their adoration." He leans forward. "What if I gave you the power to command such respect?"
Yuffie groans. "You're not still hung up on that Devil thing are you?"
"What do you mean?" he asks. "You still don't believe me?"
Yuffie stands from her seat. "Well for starters you look nothing like the Devil," she says as she waves a hand at him.
"Oh?" he muses. He stands up. "Well I suppose I could have gone more this way." He pulls his jacket flap open as he twirls. In his place now stands a red man in a tuxedo, holding a pitch fork, and horns on his head. "Yet I find this is to be completely unflattering," he confesses.
"Aaaah! You really are the Devil!" Yuffie shrieks.
"There, there. I'm not as bad as you might think," he reassures her. He stops and thinks. "Never mind. I am as bad as you might think," he admits.
Yuffie gasps and reaches for her chair to steady her. "Oh my god what do you want with me?" she cries as she sinks back into her seat.
He rolls his eyes. "I believe we already covered that," he says. "Just so we can be on the same page let's look at the contract, shall we?"
Out of the sky drops a heavy something into Yuffie's lap. She grunts as she lifts the object. The object is a six inch thick stack of paper. The Devil sits back down and turns his back to her.
Yuffie sets the contract on the desk and begins to read aloud, "I, Yuffie Hikari Kisaragi, hear after known as the Damned" Yuffie stops, peers closely at the page, and looks up at the Devil panic-struck. "The Damned?" she demands.
The Devil turns back around, now wearing a dark blue suit. "It's all straight forward I assure you," he says, ignoring Yuffie's wild eyed stare.
He stands up and walks around the desk to Yuffie. "The contract states in paragraph one that I, the Devil, a nonprofit corporation with offices in Hell, Purgatory and Midgar will grant you seven wishes for you pitiful little soul," he tells her.
"I can't give you my soul!" she exclaims, jumping from her seat.
"Who are you? Mother Theresa?" he demands. "Do you even know what your soul is? Do you even know what it does?" he challenges.
"Yes," she says. She outlines a halo around her head. "It's the little, um, no," Yuffie mutters. "It floats around..."
The man ignores her. "Souls are overrated," he informs her. "They don't even really do anything," the Devil says."It's like your appendix. You will never even miss it," he promises as he pinches her side.
She pushes his hand away. "Yeah well if my soul is so pathetic and useless why do you want it so bad?" she demands.
The man smiles. 'This one is not as stupid as she looks.'
"Listen Yuffie," he orders. "Who is getting the short end of the stick here? I am offering you seven fabulous wishes and all I get for my work is one soul," he points out.
Yuffie frowns. "I don't think I should do this," she says.
'I can't lose her now!' The Devil frowns and then his eyes flick to the wall of televisions. "Oh my," he gasps.
"What?" Yuffie asks. She turns to the wall and sees Reno walking down a beach. "Oh my god! Is this real?" she asks.
Reno walks to a woman with long brown hair wearing a long white dress. The woman's back is to the screen.
"I've been waiting for you, Love," Reno whispers to her.
"I've waited for you," she whispers back. They begin to kiss.
Yuffie frowns and waves helplessly at the televisions. "Who is that? Who is that he's with?" she begs.
The woman pulls away from Reno,flips her hair back from her face and turns towards her audience. Yuffie gasps when she realizes she's staring murder at her own face.
The Devil leans toward her and confides, "I love your hair like that. You must go through conditioner like crazy." 'Time for the knock out punch.' The Devil's lips curve slightly.
One of the televisions focuses only on Reno now, his face the only thing on the screen. "Yuffie I'm waiting," he says.
One by one the other televisions start to change to Reno's close up and his plea to Yuffie.
"Yuffie I'm waiting! Please sign. I'm waiting," he calls toher.
Yuffie walks to the television and lays her hand against one of the faces. She turns around, her face grim, marches to the deskand grabsa pen. As she signs the contract the Devil's smile widens to a full faced grin.