Yuffie sighed impatiently; the park bench she was sitting on was slightly damp. Her thighs were getting cold. Reeve was supposed to meet her in the park half an hour ago. But it wasn't like she didn't expect him to be late, after all that was why she asked him to meet her here.

"Hey Yuffs, sorry I'm late, I had so much work to do."

"I know." She whispered softly. It was now or never. If she didn't do it, one day he would drop dead from all of the stress. Reeve was addicted to work, and Leviathan have it, this was an intervention!

"Come on Yuffie, don't sound like that. I made time for you." She snorted, the only person who could drag Reeve away from work was her. She'd been looking after his health since she joined the WRO. Reeve had a serious problem.

"Yeah, time. Tell me Reeve, how much time did you put aside for me? Ten, twenty minutes? You want to talk to me, see what I want, and then head back to that stupid office of yours that's freaking sucking the life out of you! Do you know how thin you are? How pale you look? I've been slipping vitamins in your coffee for almost a year!

"Yuffie, what?" He then shook his shaggy mane and started laughing. "Oh, I see, you're worried about me. Well, let me get back to work. How about this, I'll push some things to tomorrow and we'll go out to eat tonight. You can even bring home the leftovers, since I know you probably don't have anything in that dinky little fridge of yours in your apartment."

"No, then you'll just be working late tomorrow. I'm sorry Reeve. I'll come back when the work day is over." She then leaned over and hugged him sincerely. Over the tiny regretful sigh she made, Reeve heard a click. A very familiar click. The handcuff was cold against his wrist.

"Yuffie." He said in a very dangerous voice. "Just what do you think you're doing?"

"It's an intervention Reeve. I think going a couple hours without doing paperwork will drive you insane. Then you'll go through withdrawal, and just when you figure out how pathetic your life is. You will realize you have a very dangerous addiction. Hopefully you'll contemplate your life and change it. Please, for me." With that she reached into his breast pocket and took his cell phone. With his free hand he could access his computer through his phone.

"Yuffie wait!"

"No, I'm sorry."

"At least un-tuck the back of my shirt, it's pulling on my back." His top spy smiled, happy to do a favor for a friend. That's when the second click was heard. Yuffie's wide eyes met Reeve's vengeful grin. There was no way he was going to be stuck alone to this awful bench. They were both stuck.

With his free hand Reeve put his shoulder around Yuffie's scantily clad body and pulled her to him. They were both cuffed and sitting on the bench.

"Yuffie, dear, darling Yuffie." He was holding her tight enough to be uncomfortable. "Give me the key."

"No way! I wouldn't give it to you even if I did have it." She felt him stiffen against her.

"You mean to tell me, you didn't bring the key?"

"I didn't want to give in to temptation. If I didn't bring the key, I couldn't free you. All I had to do was work up the courage to cuff you."

"What did you mean you didn't bring the freaking key! He shouted. "You idiot, there's meetings for things like these! All you had to do was tell me and I would have went!"

"No, those meetings happen at night. When you're off from work. They wouldn't work for you. I know you Reeve. This was the only way. I put a lot of thought into this!"

"A lot of thought! That shows how smart you are you ignorant child! You have no idea what you've done!"

Yuffie paused, his comments hurt. Maybe it was a bad idea.

"Fine, give me the keys to your cuffs and I'll go to my office, grab the key, and come free you."

"No, I don't trust you. Leaving me here was your original plan all along."

"No, Reeve. I'm done, I promise I'll come back." She had turned her back to him in defeat. Reeve saw her shoulders shake. He had made her cry. Suddenly, his anger left him. What was missing one day's worth of work.

"Yuffie, I'm sorry. I was only mad at myself. I don't carry my key with me. It's at my house. I haven't had to use handcuffs in years." He tried to pull her back towards him.

"Stop it Reeve!"

"Yuffie come here. I'm sorry."

"Don't touch me! I said I'm sorry ok! It was stupid, I get it." Her outcry made her even more upset. Finally she gave in to the tears and the sobs soon followed. Her boss thought of her as only a stupid child.

"Yuffie, please! I didn't mean those words. You were right, you do know me. This is the only way to help me." He scooped the ninja in his lap as far as his handcuffed arm would allow him. At least Yuffie's handcuff wasn't at an awkward angle. He would have cursed himself if he had caused her anymore pain. He blew his hair out of his eyes as a raindrop fell on his forehead. What a way to be stuck. But all he could think about was mending things with Yuffie.

She had always been by his side and in a rash moment, he had hurt her on purpose. He knew calling her a child would hurt her more than anything. Avalanche had always picked on her about her young age.

"Shut up Reeve. The reason we're here is because of you. Apology accepted, I know you were just scared to be away from your work and that ticked you off."

"Fine Yuffie, I promise I'll take more breaks." He opened up his jacket to tuck her more securely to him. It was a shelter to keep the rain off of her.

"Breaks aren't enough. You need a five-day workweek, not seven. There's a reason why we have weekends you know'"

"No, Saturday is when I get a lot of work done."

"No, Saturday is when you need to be relaxing. Have you realized you're an alcoholic, Leviathan Reeve; you're just as bad as those Turks. In your free time, you're so stressed from work, you drink yourself into a stupor just to escape from it all." Reeve paused at her wise words. It dawned on him in a horrible pull of his stomach. He really had become an alcoholic, all because of his work.

"Ok, I'll take the weekends off."

"And you'll leave at five when all the other employees leave."

"No, I'll cut it back to eight o' clock."

"That's too later, by then you've missed dinner."

"Seven then."

"Sorry, that's still too late. I'll give you until six o' clock, and no coming in at Oh god O'clock in the morning just to counter balance it. It's part of your intervention Reeve, I'm trying to save you."

"All right, the latest I'll stay is six and I'll even promise to take my lunch break." The ninja smiled. Maybe she had helped him more by staying with him. It helped that she could make herself cry on demand. It was a valuable skill.

Suddenly, it seemed a huge boulder had been lifted from Reeve's shoulders. He could relax if he wanted to. He could stay on his couch all Saturday, watching movies. He slouched in relief. Wow, his life really was too much for him to survive and it took a ninja handcuffing him to a bench on a rainy day to realize it.

A small beeping noise was heard from Yuffie's pocket. His phone was dying. Yuffie scrambled to pull it out. She yanked it open and dialed a number. It rang twice.

"Shut Reno and listen. Reeve and I are handcuffed to the brown park bench in the park. The key is in my office in my pencil holder. There are three booby traps to unset before you get to my desk, so listen closely. The first one is potentially fatal, so you're going to have to-" Beep. The phone shut off.

"What are you doing? Quick, call him back on your phone!" Reeve panicked.

"Yeah, um mine died this morning. You should charge yours more often you know? That's a bad habit Reeve."

The rain started to come down harder. Leviathan had a wicked sense of humor.

"We'll, I guess we're stuck."

"Yeah." The ninja laughed nervously.

"Yuffie?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm glad I'm stuck with you."