Kay, I took awhile with this update, my apologies.
It's Magic
Okay, time to sum things up. A) I'm currently living in Cloud's apartment and have been for about… eh.. Three and a half hours. B) I have total claim over his bed because I'm such a kickass ninja that I can get what I want and has absolutely nothing to do with the fact I'm carrying a possibly mutated chocobo man-baby from the combination of my well, definitely underused eggs and the fruit of his--urk!
The problem at hand? One simple, very teeny tiny word: I-Can't-Sleep. Okay so that's not three but the fact remains I can't sleep. I know most people find it difficult to sleep in a new environment, especially when they have next to nothing in belongings with them. I never really had that issue seeing how I always had to go from room to room, world to world. You get used to it after awhile, even when roughing it out in a tent.
Hell, I should be living this up. I mean, how often is it I have a room? I have Cloud's room to myself, it's technically his, but right now it's mine. So that means that everything in said room belongs to me currently. Maybe I should search his stuff. On second thought, I don't think I want to know what he's hiding in his room.
The room isn't uncomfortable, it's at a temperature that seems to be just about right. Not too cold, not too hot. Effing Aerith always kept the heat on even during the summer nights so that, and I do sadly quote this 'We won't get cold.' I think she just keeps it on to sweat off any weight that she may have put on during the day. Those extra ounces add up after awhile, ya know?
Chocobohead's bed is surprisingly soft, and comfortable too, big enough for two might I add. The comforter is dark blue, or maybe black- it hard to tell in the dark. The walls are bare from what I can tell, but Cloud never came off as the type to decorate much of anything, anyway. Can you tell that I've been staring about the room for awhile? Yep, taking in my surrounds while I just sit on my ass at the end of the bed, looking around for something to entertain my poor uneasy mind.
I think the reason I can't sleep, it this is going to sound dumb, is because it's too quiet. Mine and Aerith's place wasn't dead silent, it has a leaking faucet. The constant dripping from the bathroom, and it couldn't get fixed no matter how many times Leon tried to do so. Mmm… Squallie. Er…
I needed to just get up for a moment, and the perfect place? The bathroom, what better excuse? Especially since I think I'm going to throw up. It didn't take long to run across the bedroom in my bare feet. Luckily for me, Cloud has a bathroom connected right to his room, so I saved myself the hassle of cleanup duty since I managed to make it to the toilet in time. Ugh… Grossness.
P.O.V. Shift
After spending the next thirty minutes in the bathroom, hunched over the toilet bowl, Yuffie finally collected herself enough to head back into the bedroom. Despite the fact that it was almost sunrise, insomnia was still hitting her, which caused her to silently lay in the bed for another thirty minutes before she decided enough is enough.
'Holy Gawd! I can probably sleep better on the damn couch.' She thought frustrated before pushing herself out of bed and making her way towards the door. She'll just tell Cloud to take his stupid bed back and claim it's too uncomfortable. He might be a little upset over having to wakeup just to move, but at this point, she didn't care all that much anymore.
The door didn't make a sound as she eased it open slowly and peered out into the darkness. Surprisingly, she could see the living room, only because Cloud had the TV on. 'Who the heck watches TV this early in the morning? Better yet, what IS there to watch this early in the morning?' She shook her head at the thought before stepping out of the room, 'That Chocobo headed jerk fell asleep with the TV on. Not only that, he has the stupid volume off, who does that?' Really, in Yuffie's mind, if you're gunna watch TV, you shouldn't have the volume off. It's not a book, it's meant to be listened to.
She rubbed her arms as she made her way towards the living room where the TV gave off it's dull glow. Her eyes were glued to the TV as she came up closer, curious as to what was on. From what she can gather in the first few seconds, it was a horror film. A very poorly made horror film. Black and white, and the monster on the tube looked like something that someone picked out of their nose.
'Cloud's taste in movies evidently sucks.' She reached for the remote that was laying on the coffee table so she could turn the TV off. As her hand grabbed the remote, a hand latched onto her wrist. She nearly had a heart attack right there and then. Jumping and pulling her hand free she turned to the hand's host, who happened to be laying across the couch casually as ever, and obviously wide awake.
"Holy Leviathan balls Cloud, you friggen almost killed me!" Her hands settled onto her hips as she glared down at him, "What the hell are you doing up so late watching TV for?"
Cloud's reaction was the barest of grins as his eyes left the movie and settled on her TV lighted form, "Watching a movie."
She ended up rolling her eyes at this, "No really? You're a weirdo Chocobo-Head, this movie looks retarded."
He tossed his legs off the couch and sat up. He took a moment to rotate his neck a few times, stretching out the muscles that were beginning to get kinked from the position he had been laying in. He raised a lone brow at her, "This movie, happens to be a classic."
She stood there and blinked dumbly at him for a few moments before turning her gaze to the television. She stared at the movie for a few moments then looked at Cloud, then back at the movie, before looking back at him once more, "You're actually serious aren't you? You actually like this crap."
Cloud shrugged his shoulders before returning his gaze back to the television, "Well, it has an interesting story to it."
It was Yuffie's turn to raise a brow, "Someone lost a boogey?"
"Couldn't sleep?"
"Well aren't you captain obvious. You should have told me your bed sucks."
"I wouldn't know." He shrugged.
"What do you mean you wouldn't know? You sleep there, don't you?"
"Nope. I stick to the couch."
"…Then why did you argue about me getting the bed."
"Seemed like the right thing to do at the time?"
Yuffie literally whined at the answer she was given. Cloud is acting like a dumbass in her book, and she didn't even understand why at the moment. He looked up at her, took note of her annoyance, and patted the empty seat next to him. "I'm not going to watch this lame ass movie with you."
"It's almost done." He stated flatly before turning his eyes back to the television.
She weighed her options. She could go back to the bedroom, and lay awake in the bed, alone… in the dark room, with next to nothing to do. Or she could sit on the couch and watch a lame ass movie for a few minutes until it ends. 'Well… At least I'll have something to do.' She thought to herself before crossing in front of him and taking the other end of the couch.
She pressed herself to the other end of the couch, making sure to leave as much empty space between them as possible. It helped to sprawl a bit on top of the arm of the couch, not to mention it acted like a sturdy pillow. She fell into the silence that she knew would come, it always did with Cloud-- with her anyway. She sat and watched as this monster-booger-man-thing, chased after a woman, who happens to always be running yet never getting far away from the slow moving monster-booger-man-thing. Ten minutes of watching and she finally had to ask, "How much longer until the movie is done?"
"About an hour."
"What?" She sat up and glared at him, "You said it was done in a few minutes."
"I lied."
'Jerk.' She muttered under her breath before sinking into the couch and crossing her arms over her chest, a pout forming across her chest.
"Nice pajamas by the way."
Heat rushed to her face from embarrassment as she looked down at her current dress. Since she had just simply walked out of her and Aerith's house, she hadn't brought anything with her. Just what she had worn that day, and she wasn't the type to sleep in the same smelly clothing. Despite being a bit of a tomboy, she appreciated hygiene, and not smelling like ass. So having nothing else to wear, she had grabbed a shirt from Cloud's room, which worked somewhat as a nightgown since his shirts were much bigger than her own.
Of course the shirt only reached a few inches above her knees, and upon hearing the comment, she coiled herself and tucked her knees in the shirt. "Oh it's comfy too by the way. Glad I stole it." She played off casually to hide her embarrassment. She didn't even know why she felt that way, normally she would care. Of course, she normally wasn't overloaded with hormones from having a mutated chocobo-man-thing in her either.
"Do you know what you're going to call it?"
"Uh… Mr. Blues? Would that be appropriate for a shirt? Why the heck would I name a shirt Cloud?" She rolled her eyes at the stupid question.
"I wasn't referring to the shirt."
Yuffie found herself trying to sink further into her seat. Cloud is actually talking about the baby; as in, he's actually showing interest in it. All this time, and now he's actually showing some acknowledgement of it, other than 'How you feeling?'. It was creepy really, but then again, Cloud wouldn't dare ask anything if Aerith or Leon were around. And this being the first time that they were actually alone since that night, it was understandable that he might actually have some curiosity over the baby.
"First off, what I am carrying is not an 'it'. And secondly, I didn't think of any names since I don't even know if it's a boy or girl."
"You just called said it's an it, Yuffie."
Yuffie let out an annoyed breath and glared over at the spikey headed Chocobo-Head from her proximity. He hadn't taken his eyes off the film, and he still hadn't turned the volume up. "I don't see how Aerith will ever be able to put up with you."
He looked at her, brows raised at her upon hearing the comment, "For Aerith, it's easy. She understands me."
"Riiight. Cloud, you are more confusing then a psychology book. If Aerith understands you, then it's by some unknown miracle."
"Miracles have nothing to do with understanding me. It's all magic." Cloud turned back to the TV, "Are you going to go back to bed, or do you plan on sticking out here?"
Yuffie grinned at the question, she knew she would get on his nerves at sometime or another. Already he's obviously trying to get rid of her, "Nope, not tired!" She announced before pushing her legs out of her shirt to sit normally once more. "Trying to get rid of me already, eh?"
"Nope, I was actually hoping you'd stay." He announced a little too cheerfully.
She was a bit dumbstruck for a moment, "You're… not drunk again are you?"
"Nope, just planning on using you as a pillow."
"Wha--?" Before Cloud's answer actually completely registered through her mind, his head plopped done on her thighs. "Get off me Cloud."
"Not a chance, the arms of the couch aren't as comfortable."
"So use your damn bed."
"Told you, I don't use it." She tried tugging at his spikes, "That's not going to do anything Yuffie."
She ended up crossing her arms over her chest after a short while of failed attempts. She didn't have the proper energy or attire to actually do anything drastic. "And how do you propose that I sleep then, Sir Jerk-off."
"Don't know, don't care." Came his casual answer.
"Can you at least turn the volume on?"
"Nope."
"Why?" She couldn't stand the movie to begin with, but the fact that there was no volume made it worse. She didn't understand what was going on in the movie aside from there's a monster that looks like a giant booger in it.
"The remote is over there." He lifted his hand and pointed to the top of the television. "And that's out of my reach."
"Ugh! No wonder you live alone you freak. No one could put up with you."
"Actually Leonheart's snoring keeps me up all night, so I had to get away."
"Cloud… you're stupid sometimes."
"Yet, I'm the one with the pillow."
Yuffie felt her eye twitch.