Hello dear readers/reviewers, I am writing today's chappy. FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! You may thank olivia's review for that.

Anyhoo, before I bore you with my lifes story, I'll just get things going

DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own final fantasy 7, coffee (forgot to mention that in the last chap lol ) planes, 7-up, earphones, vomit (remind me to kill whoever invented that) or william shatner's lines in get a life. Thank you

And now lets get this show on the road!

Yuffie POV

A lot of people really love to fly. Kids, adults, old people. These people come in all shapes and sizes, they can be found sitting comfortably in their seats, buckled securily, contently sipping their plastic cups of 7-up.

These people, make me SICK! And I would like to personaly SMACK each and every single one of them IN THE HEAD!!!!

I hate FLYING! The boredom, the irrational fatigue, the stupid little air conditioning jets that BLAST you from sweltering hot to FREEZING all in under five seconds. The midget pillows, tiny blankets, the flatulent FAT guy tha always seems to sit next to ME! The 55 chance of plumetting to the earth in a SCREAMING ball of FIRE! The nausea, the vomiting, you name it, I HATE it.

I am by no means flying material.

You might wonder why I'm in a plane on my way from Junon to Nibleheilm. Big story, got a message from a messenger chocobo when Vinny and me were on our little escapade in the hills. Turns out Tifa is pregnant, 9 months and could get into labor any minute, and she want me over there. AND SHE NEVER TOLD ME SHE WAS PREGNANT DOGONE IT!!!!!!!!!! huffing and puffing Grrr…. Anyhoo, Vince is tagging along cuz he says that if something goes wrong he could help. Hey! I'm not complaining. Heh heh heh!

Yeah, so that's all. Thanks to Vinny here, I'm sitting next to the flatulent fat guy, cuz he was so out of breath after climbing the MOVING stairs into the plane Vinny gave him his seat cuz it was closer to the door. So now he's sitting in the row in front of me, next to the window. I hope some old granny sits next to him and drools on his shoulder. He deserves it! That stupid son of a white necked vamp. Oooooooh I'll get him one of these days, just watch, It'll be dark, he'll be all alone and I'll-HUH??????

Oh no. There's a girl that just walked in, and she seems to have caught Vincent's attention immediately. Well I can see why I guess. She has the long wavy chesnut hair I've always wanted. They're tied up in a loose ponytail so a few locks came out of it. She has clear emerald eyes, nice smile, high cheekbones. She seems very friendly, and I think I would like to be friends with her if it wasn't for the fact that VINCENT IS STARING AT HER. Huh? Eye contact, Vincent's looking away. AW CRAP!!!!!! This is NOT good. Uh-oh. She sees the empty seat next to Vinny, she's walking up to him.

" Excuse me, is this seat taken?" She asks cutely, I'm dreading every minute of this.

" No."

" Do you- would you mind if I sit here?"

" I do not see any reason why you could not."

She now flashes him something I hate to call a gorgeous smile. And sits down.

" I'm Vanessa Volley."

" Vincent Valentine"

" Hey, cool! V Vs, what a coincedence!"

You bet girl! Cuz it sure as heck ain't destiny! I got a problem and it's called Vanessa!

Dun! Dunnn! Duunnnnnnnnnnnn!!!!!!!!!! Oh! NO! Looks like Yuffie's got some competetion.

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Thanks for readin'