Title: Best of You
Drabble # 11: Unbelievable
Theme: Confrontation...dundunDUN!
Pairing: Leon/Yuffie/Riku...because it's fun.
Words: 629 (I killed the limit yet again)
A/N: Oh snap, two chapters in one day. It's like someone's cast Hastega on my muse or something because I'm suddenly flooded with all these ideas. To be honest, I have no idea where I'm going with this story/drabble-y thing. I had everything up until now planned. I suppose I'll go wherever the wind takes me. WHOOSH!

Now I am finally seeing
why I was the one worth leaving

Riku wanted to run far, far away.

Oddly enough, it had nothing to with the fact that he'd been caught in a closet with Yuffie in a questionable position. No, he'd been caught in much more "compromising situations" with a girl before. This was nothing compared to that one wedding reception with the bride...she'd thrown herself at him, thank you very much. He'd had a particularly difficult time explaining that to the groom, however...

Yet this time was somehow more terrifying than the wedding reception. He could feel the tension in the room. Hell, he could whack at it with a Keyblade and not even put a dent in it. He stole a glance at Yuffie, who was brave enough (or stupid enough, Riku thought) to stare the seething swordsman in the eye.

"What were you two doing in there?" Leon demanded after pacing for a few moments.

"What's it to you?" Yuffie shot back hotly. Riku paled. Was she trying to get them killed?

"I won't ask a second time."

"You have eyes." She smiled coyly at Riku and placed a hand on his knee. "I'm sure you've heard that cute little story about the birds and the bees...?"

"Yu-Yuffie!" Riku exclaimed in shock. What the hell was she on?

"I love it when you say my name." Yuffie giggld girlishly, tracing a teasing fingertip along Riku's jawline. Riku suppressed a shiver. He couldn't tell if it was Yuffie's behavior or Leon's glare of doom evoking such a reaction from him.

"Cut the crap and grow up," Leon growled.

Something inside of Yuffie snapped. "No, you cut the crap." She was on her feet now, yelling. "You're a damn rollercoaster of emotions, and I want off this stupid ride, now."

"What are you talking abou--?"

"You know damn well what I'm talking about! The ice cream, the dishes, the Conformer! Then the stupid cigarette, and now this!" She stopped abruptly and stared at Leon as though he were a confusing crossword puzzle and she was trying to find a six letter word for the phrase "wtf." She frowned. "What is with you?"

Leon cut his eyes at her and raised a hand to rub at his right temple. "You're impossible."

"I don't even know why I bother with men..." Yuffie seethed.

"Because you're not a lesbian?" Riku offered helpfully.

"Not helping," Yuffie snapped. She refocused her gaze on Leon. "Well?" she prompted.

"Well what?"

"Why'd you drag Riku and me in here?"

"The barmaid from the cafe told me a rather interesting story this afternoon. Something about two kids with your descriptions skipping out on the bill. Know anything about that?"

Yuffie turned to Riku. "I thought you took care of it! Don't you know anything about chivalry?"

"Hey it's the twenty-first century! Besides, I didn't have any munny on me," Riku said defensively. "I was going to run back to the Hotel for more munny until someone ran off."

"You were manipulating me!"

"Are you serious? There was whip cream on your face!"

"Yes, I'm serious. You were totally seducing me!"

"Even if I was, either way you look at it, I still didn't have enough munny to cover the bill."

Yuffie's furrowed her brow as she looked shrewdly at him. "...were you?"

"Was I what?"

"Seducing me. Were you seducing me?"

Riku threw up his hands and stood up. "You are impossible." Nodding curtly in Leon's direction, he said, "Thanks for the pow wow, it's been fun, but I have things to do." And with that Riku stormed out of the room, ignoring the fact that his jawline was still burning from Yuffie's touch.

"Unbelievable," Yuffie muttered as Riku left her with the still-angry Leon. She sighed and turned to Leon. "Look, Squall--"

"It's Leon." He cut her off with a vicious glare and a biting tone. "For the last damn time, it's Leon."

Yuffie watched in disbelief as Leon followed suit and stomped away. She sat down heavily on the bed. "Un-fucking-believable." How had she gone from the center of attention to the object of hate in two seconds flat? She flopped back on the bed and stared at the ceiling, much like she'd been doing earlier that morning.

You've really done it this time, Kisaragi.