Hey everyone! Sorry for the long awaited update! Here is chapter two!

Normal POV

They lay against a brick wall of an abandoned building that was badly needed in repair as the rain continued to flow around them. In the darkness, their faces twisted in expressions of agony that were between mental and physical pains. Even in this excruciating experience, only silence was granted to them as the younger of the two women breathed heavily.

"Tifa," she gasped between breaths. "I'm sorry."

When they had separated, the group had followed suit. Each had fought off at least six men each; and being low on energy already had ended badly—with possibly fatal wounds.

The dark haired woman turned her head to look at her friend. "Why?" she asked simply, for she had not the energy to speak many words.

Yuffie closed her heavy eyelids. "I promised myself I'd get you out of here alive," she answered critically of herself. "And now look at us—the situation we are in— it is my entire fault.

Tifa's eyes snapped open to meet an empty brown void. "Don't…don't say that, Yuffs. It's their fault. They're the ones who attacked us. If…if you weren't there when you came…I'd be dead. We will…get out of here. I promise."

Yuffie laughed bitterly at her friend's hope; and then regretted her action. A pain ripped through her chest; and she clutched her left side and clenched her jaw. Blood flowed freely from underneath her weakening hands as the corners of her mouth dripped blood as well.

"I won't be…Tifa. They…shot…me…right above…my…heart." She forced out between clenched teeth.

Tifa's eyes widened. "No…Yuffie."

The ninja let her hand slide slightly against the wall as her strength to support herself wavered and tears leaked out from her closed eye lids.

"They didn't come, Tifa." She whispered as sobs shook her broken, bleeding body. Who ever knew that Yuffie Kisaragi, the White Rose of Wutan, would actually let herself cry?

Tifa's fists tightened so hard that her palms bled. "I know." She had to literally push her emotions away with all of her will power. She refused to shed another tear for him.

"But we have to "solve our own problem" and get ourselves out of here." She said coldly, but determined.

Yuffie's eyes flashed up to watch—awestruck at the strength her friend possessed—as the bar tender forced her tired, beaten body off the ground and into a standing position. Although she swayed slightly, Tifa kept her balance with a hand placed against the wall.

"How Tifa?" Yuffie asked, feeling defeated. "How are we supposed to get out of here?"

Tifa's façade only hardened. "We walk back to the club and drive. There is some materia that can stop the heavy bleeding for now. I had kept it from our last mission."

Yuffie nodded and sighed. This was going to be just peachy! "Alright."

She let her friend slowly help her up and leant on each other's shoulders.

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