A/N: I'm sorry this took so long but when I finally get an inspiration it disappears and is replaced with an enormous writer's block. This chap is much better though. I think. Again, might be a little OOC…
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She sprinted quickly across the town straight towards the Shinra mansion, bumping into and tripping over random people who got in her way, not bothering to apologize, until she reached her destination.
The shinobi skidded with the momentum she gained and came to a stop, panting slightly. It stood before her, its dilapidated, almost forlorn, appearance contrasting to the somewhat neatness of reconstructed Nibelhiem. Yuffie suppressed a shudder.
"Man this place still gives me the creeps," she muttered as she briskly walked to the mansion's door, kicking it open as she did. The door flew open and banged against the wall beside it, the repercussion causing the door to slowly and slightly swing towards Yuffie. Indifferent to it she strode in, causing dust particles to rise into the air.
"You'd think he would have at least redecorated or something!" she said to herself, noting the unchanged and dusty (yet still very creepy) interior of the mansion as made her way to the basement door.
"Just wait until I get my hands on you Vinnie-boy," the ninja thought evilly while turning the knob. "OMG," she stopped in mid-turn "Did that sound as perverted as I thought it did?!? Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew!!"
"Major grossness! Bad Yuffie, bad!" said Yuffie as she repeatedly hit her head with the door. She let go of the doorknob and rubbed her temples while chanting, "Think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts." After a minute she stopped.
"Okay, I'm calm and not thinking perverted thoughts, good to go," said the ninja. This time managing to fully open the door, she descended the staircase taking two at a time. She halted in front of the basement door and opened it. In the center of the room stood Vincent's coffin, intricate details adorning. The sight of it seemed to kick her anger into gear as Yuffie walked to the coffin. There was a piece of paper on top of it but the ninja ignored it, the only thing on her mind was Vincent and dragging his sorry ass out of there.
"Vincent Valentine," Yuffie said loudly, placing a hand on the coffin lid and pushing it open, "You better get your godda-" Her eyes widened.
The coffin was empty.
Vincent wasn't there.
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A/N: While I was reading that over the only thought in my head was "God that sucked". Oh well. Special thanks to:
Chibi Ninjaa xo.cherry, the only person to review my story.