Updated: 02/22/08

WARNING: ADULT CONTENT

Chapter四

Yuffie came up the steps, glancing at Rufus's drink. Wiggling her eyebrows at him, she asked, "Is that the 'first' drink of the day?"

"Actually, yes." He finished it off, before turning and holding out his arm to her. "Let's go turn it into my second. I have a feeling I'm going to need it, if I'm going to have dinner with your father."

Yuffie took the proffered arm, amused at his gallantry. "I have the same thoughts," she agreed. "But why? I thought he liked you."

Rufus grimaced. "I fear he likes me too much. The man has been sickeningly sweet and agreeable ever since I arrived."

Yuffie bit back a laugh. "Oh, no. Should Lina be worried?"

Rufus shot her a wry look. "Very funny."

Yuffie did laugh then.

That's what Godo and Lina were privy to as the couple entered the dining area. Her father shot his fiancé a look which she returned with a raised brow.

Turning to the younger couple, Lina spoke, "Yuffie. So glad you could make it." She came forward and Yuffie let go of Rufus' arm to kiss her future stepmother's cheek.

"Oh, well, it's not everyday Godo finds someone willing to put up with his bu—" she shot a glance to Godo, as she cut herself off. "…His crap."

Godo gave her a scowl, but Lina laughed. "Yes, well, if it persuaded you to come, then it's worth it." She turned to Rufus. "And Mr. Shinra, we are so honoured for you to have accepted our invitation as well."

"Yes, yes," Godo came forward, all smiles. He clapped Rufus on the shoulder, making the younger man start slightly at the force. Yuffie stifled a giggle but Rufus saw it anyway and gave her a look. "Our table is your table, good sir," Godo continued, leading Rufus to the table. "You are always welcome here."

Rufus nodded. "Thank you, sir. And the honour is all mine. Please, both of you can call me Rufus. Here," he moved to pull out her chair, looking at Lina. The older woman beamed at him as he helped her with her chair.

"Thank you so much, Rufus." Said Lina. Gesturing to the rest, "Please, everyone sit."

Yuffie pulled out her own chair across from Lina and sat down. An unfamiliar man came in and placed food before them. After he inquired as to their drink preference and served them, the man retired the room.

Yuffie, Lina, and Godo all pressed their hands together and bowed quickly saying, "Ittedakimasu!" before lifting their chopsticks and digging in.

Rufus was fairly competent with the foreign utensils, but not using them as often, he was no expert. Yuffie noticed mid-bite that he was having a bit of trouble. Biting her lip so as not to smile too widely, she spoke up, "Need any help there, Rufus?"

Successfully getting a bite in his mouth, he glanced at her. "I'm fine."

"We can get a fork and knife for you, if you like?" said Lina politely.

Rufus turned to her. "No, no. That's quite alright. It's just…" he paused as he carefully picked up another piece of shrimp, "…been awhile, since I've used these." He popped it in his mouth, and smiled to prove he was fine. Lina finally nodded, while Yuffie coughed-laughed. Rufus ignored her.

Godo spoke up then, glancing between his daughter and Rufus. "So Rufus. What do you think of our fine festival?"

Rufus glanced up at the older man, nodding. "I like it very much. Very colourful."

"You should visit in the summer," said Lina. "The yukata are much more vibrant."

Yuffie nodded as she swallowed a bite. "And there's the Warrior's trial." Turning big eyes on him, she explained, "The gakusei who feel they are ready, give a demonstration and if the Masters of the Pagoda decide they are ready, they are sent off on a quest. If they make it back alive and are able to defeat the 5 Masters after that, then they become full-fledged warriors in their field. In my case, a ninja."

"The other popular field is samurai," supplied Lina, proud of Yuffie for defying the conventional women role.

Yuffie gave a sheepish smile. "The sword's a little heavy for me, so I decided to train as a ninja, since I was small."

Rufus nodded in understanding, before glancing at Godo, who cleared his throat and stared at Yuffie in disapproval.

"Yes," he started. "Her mother let her train with the boys, though I was against it."

"And after mom, I disguised myself and joined training since pops there tried to make a 'lady' out of me," Yuffie added with a roll of her eyes.

"What do you think," Lina turned a question on Rufus, with a smile, "about girls learning to fight the same as boys?"

Attention centered on him didn't phase Rufus and he replied calmly. "I think it's only natural. Women can be just as effective as men in battle, and if you start training men at a young age, then it only follows that women do the same. If they want to, that is. Not all men become fighters either."

Lina and Yuffie smiled at him, while Godo humphed and turned to his food. They made small talk about Midgar and the weather after that. When they were finished, Rufus, tired of Godo's praises, pushed back his chair.

"I am sorry," he said. "All this delicious food has made me a tad sleepy."

As he stood, Godo hurriedly said, "Oh, well, have Yuffie here take you for a walk around town. The north wind is blowing tonight and it'll wake you right up." He laughed, jovially, "And you'll not need to call your…er, Turks – she can handle anyone here disgraceful enough to try and do you harm."

Lina gave Godo a stern look, which he ignored. Yuffie glanced between her father and Rufus, confused by his odd behaviour as well. Slowly, she stood.

"Uh, sure. I can show you around, I guess," she said, giving her father one last odd look.

Bowing his head to Lina and then Godo, Rufus took Yuffie's arm and left. Once they reached the bottom of the pavilion, Rufus spoke.

"You do not have to 'babysit' me, Yuffie. I simply didn't say anything in there since I thought you would like to leave as well."

Yuffie laughed. "Don't worry, You were right. But if you really are tired, I'll walk ya home."

Rufus shook his head. "I was just trying to get away from your father."

Yuffie grinned.

"Do you see now?" Rufus asked, incredulous. "Even after I discount his out-dated ideas about women fighting, he still complimented everything I said."

Yuffie giggled. They had started walking in the general direction of their houses.

"I think you have a fan," she snorted. "Hey, if I'm going to show you around, can we stop by my house first? I just want to change real quick."

"Why?"

Yuffie tugged at her dress. "Since I'm pretty sure this isn't mine, and I really prefer my shorts."

Rufus glanced down at her, scanning her form. "I like it."

Yuffie shot him a surprised glance.

"Not many women can wear the colour yellow very well," he added thoughtfully.

Not knowing what to say to that, Yuffie mumbled something resembling a 'thank you' and led him the rest of the way to her house silently.

When they reached her door however, Yuffie frowned as she heard noises inside. Opening the door, the noise clarified and she recognized them instantly, shutting the door quickly. Spinning to face Rufus, she stuttered a laugh.

"Uh, nevermind. Come on," she grabbed his hand, "Let's go," and she tugged him back down the walkway.

Frowning, Rufus pulled her to a stop. "What's going on?"

Yuffie gave him a grimace. "Seems my friends are using my house at the moment. Didn't want to disturb them from their…uh, yeah…"

Rufus didn't understand. "Your…friends?"

Yuffie nodded. "Yes, my newly engaged to be married friends. I believe they've been using my house in my absence, and knowing I would be busy tonight, and from their moaning, I'd say they thought they'd have it all to themselves for a while."

Rufus' eyebrows shot up. "Are you sure? What if they are being attacked."

Yuffie stuttered another laugh. "Uh, I'm sure. Unless they're being attacked by an incubus."

"Ah," Rufus replied. He offered his arm, which Yuffie glanced at before looking back up at him and grinning, amused. "I guess you're stuck being a lady tonight." She took his arm with a roll of her eyes and they strolled further around town. Instead of giving him a history lesson, which he'd already had as a child, she told him stories of her childhood. Rufus listened, smirking at the picture she painted of a rambunctious little tom boy, flinging herself off the roof of the bar and scaring the proprietor to death when he thought he'd seen Lord Godo's daughter break her neck.

They finally wandered back to the square.

Yuffie turned to Rufus. "Have you been to the booths yet?"

He nodded. "But only briefly. I didn't really peruse all that much."

" 'Peruse'…" she snorted, rolling her eyes. "Come on," she tugged on him and led him to look amongst the vendors.

One booth sold feathered trinkets and dream catchers. Yuffie tickled Rufus' neck with one, and he batted her away, though smiling at her teasing.

They grew increasingly friendly as they progressed through the booths, causing light touches here, and a bit of brushing there. Yuffie had never felt so comfortable with someone, except for Red, but now she felt an extra something she couldn't name. It made her feel like it was okay to hold his hand – leading him to see something – or step back against his chest when a magician's potion exploded in a puff of billowing smoke, and not pull away immediately. Maybe it was because he didn't pull away either, or he'd stand extra close and when she'd quickly bend down to pick something up, he'd rest a hand lightly on her waist to steady her, and then not remove it when she straightened. And then, since the crowd and the band on stage was so loud, he'd constantly lean close to hear her or say something in her ear, which was sending shivers up and down her spine. But neither of them acknowledged the familiarity, one way or another. Yuffie's giggles may have lasted a bit longer from nerves, and Rufus' pulse may have been racing faster than usual, but they were both enjoying the giddy feeling of just being with someone you 'like', without the awkward silence or worry of 'do they like me?' or any expectations.

It was like hanging out with Shuji and Yumiko. She was totally comfortable around them, except she now had this pleasant tingly sensation along her spine and skin.

Reaching the end of the line of booths, she gasped and turned to him. "What time is it?"

Glancing at his watch, he answered, "Almost midnight."

Yuffie lifted her eyebrows briefly at him in excitement. Grabbing his hand, she said, "Come on, then!"

Rufus allowed her to lead him, but when she nearly forced him to run, he called out, "Where are we going?"

"You'll see," she answered mysteriously. "Come on, slow poke! Or we'll miss the beginning."

"The beginning of what?"

But he wasn't getting anything more than a laugh in response so he gave up. They'd entered the Pagoda and raced up to the top. He would've protested the brisk pace up the steps if it had not given him flashes of her petite little behind as the skirt of her dress bounced against the back of her thighs.

Finally, they reached the top and she pulled him out onto a balcony, overlooking the entire city and square. He stopped directly behind her, looking down at the ongoing festival below. Yuffie was staring up, however. Rufus noticed and looked up, not seeing anything of particular interest.

"What are you looking at?" he asked.

"Just wait," she replied softly.

But her tone affected him into glancing down, tracing the line of her neck, down to her modest cleavage. In the middle of inhaling her unique perfume, a loud explosion caught his attention and he glanced up as the night sky exploded in colourful sparks.

"Fireworks," he stated, his breath ruffling her hair.

Yuffie shivered and nodded. "They're always the best from up here. Well, from Da Chao, they're pretty sweet too, but not as close."

Rufus noticed her slight shuddering, and lightly ran his hands up and down her arms to warm her, his eyes focused on the display above. Yuffie tried to keep her breathing steady at his touch. Somehow finding the courage, she crossed her arms and her hands covered his, halting their movement.

Rufus, worried that he'd done something wrong, watched concerned as she slowly turned in his arms. She glanced up at him wide-eyed, her hands moving off of his, to press lightly against his chest, leaving his to fall to her waist. She leaned into him, and Rufus sensing her purpose, leaned down as well before taking her mouth with his. Her arms wrapped around his neck causing him to slide his arms around her waist, tugging her against him. She rubbed against him suggestively, causing him to tighten his hold. Their tongues met and he almost groaned.

Fearing losing control, he broke the kiss, resting his forehead against hers. But Yuffie was not satisfied and pecked and nipped at his lips until he crushed his mouth to hers again. He backed her up to the railing, pressing her against it, fitting his hips to hers.

The explosion of colour continued on overhead, as his hands roved up and down her sides, gripping her thigh, mainly so he would not make the mistake of sliding his hand further up under her dress and ruining everything.

But she was not making it easy. She moaned into his mouth, and shifted against him, her hips slightly thrusting against his. He squeezed her thigh, reminding himself not squeeze too hard, fighting for control.

Yuffie was growing impatient and confused when he wouldn't take the initiative. She breathed his name against his mouth, raking her fingers through his hair. Watching him, she saw his eyes stayed closed and he looked like he was shaking slightly. For some reason he was holding back. Feathering kisses over his face and down his neck, she tried to entice him to break that control. He let out a shuddering breath as she bit his ear lightly, caressing the shell with her tongue. Moving down, she sucked on a spot just below his jaw, alternately laving it with her tongue to soothe it.

Gasping, he finally broke. Pulling back, he found her mouth with his. Thrusting his tongue against hers, he slipped her skirt up her thigh. She melted as his tongue rubbed against hers, her hands sliding from his neck down to contract around his delightfully toned arms. As his hand neared her panties, she hooked her leg around his hip. His hand found her center and stroked upward against her core. Her hips bucked against him and he concentrated on the spot that caused it, his tongue moving against hers in tandem with his finger.

She tore her mouth from his, her breath erratic, and pressed her face to his neck. Yuffie let out little gasps as his finger dipped under her panties into her heat before returning to her center and resuming his stroking. She thrust against his hand, and he rocked against her other thigh, her breathy little moans affecting him more than he could've imagined. Pressing kisses to her neck and nibbling on her ear, he encouraged her to peak. Soon he felt her tensing, and increased the speed of his strokes. She thrust against him a few more times before she shuddered her release, giving a 'oh' and collapsing in his arms.

As she recovered, Rufus tried to will his erection away. But Yuffie was quick and could still feel it pressing into her leg when she looked up at him knowingly. "Your turn."

He shook his head. "We can't. Not here."

Yuffie tilted her head, giving a laugh. "I don't think defeating the masters was for deciding who could and could not 'cum' here."

Rufus just shook his head at her. "Come on. Let's go to my place."

"Where Tseng and Elena can hear us? And how are we going to get there? You can barely walk like this," she quickly slid a hand over the bulge in his pants.

Rufus sucked in a breath as she squeezed. "Yuffie," he said in a warning tone.

She ignored it and massaged him lightly before squeezing again. Rufus felt himself bucking into her hand. Knowing he was close, Yuffie grinned as she undid his pants and slipped her hand inside. His breathing grew heavy and his eyes closed as she stroked him.

With her other hand, she carefully pushed his boxers and trousers out of the way, still stroking and squeezing him with the other. Tightening her leg around his hip, she tugged him closer and moving her panties aside, she positioned him against her entrance. She pulled him down into an open-mouthed kiss as he thrust all the way in.

She was so tight and warm around him, he muttered the word, 'fuck' against her mouth, as he started to thrust. Yuffie smiled against his lips and breathed 'exactly', before tangling her tongue with his. Her hips rolled against his in time with his movements. But he was too far gone to take her teasing and gripped her hips, holding her still as he pounded into her. Since she couldn't move, she bit at his neck and nibbled his ear as she contracted around him. He gasped and his hips jerked. He paused briefly, before resuming his thrusts at an even faster pace.

Though turned on, Yuffie simply held on as he neared his completion. He was close, and it was her little gasps in his ear that finally sent him over the edge. Letting out a 'ungh', he jerked into her a few more times before sagging against her, still mindful not to crush her, though. She rubbed his back as he recovered. She was still throbbing, but she knew she could have him make it up to her back at his place, seeing as his length hadn't lost any of its hardness. The Turks could listen at the door for all she cared.

Finally, his breathing slowed a bit and he straightened. Looking down at her tenderly, he laughed. "I guess I'm not as young as I used to be."

She smiled. "We'll just have to work out together more often."

He smirked back, before he glanced down. Shifting backward, he slowly pulled out of her, startled when she gave his tip a squeeze. Glancing up at her, she wiggled her eyebrows suggestively at him.

"You didn't…" he started.

She nodded. "Of course I did. Just not twice…."

Yuffie gave him a challenging grin. Rufus slowly matched her grin as he bent down and kissed her, long and slow. He pulled away before they lost their senses again and started to tuck himself back into his pants. Yuffie straightened and adjusted her clothes as well.

Taking her hand and lacing his fingers through hers, he led her back down and out of the pagoda and into the crowd.

AN: Alright, so there is the 'M' of this little story. Please do review - I end up forgetting this is here and then I don't update;P

Next Chapter: More action and some naked Tseng & Elena. O