A/N: I thought the perspective from Yuffie thinking about Vincent was a good one for 'Wonder'.
Disclaimer: Final Fantasy VII Characters and Places belong to Square Enix.
She couldn't help but stare at him.
He was so different, so…otherworldly. She didn't know how to describe him, really. She'd never been all that great with words. His long black hair like shredded silk, his crimson eyes like burning wood, burning away the last splinters. His skin was pale in comparison to his dark visage, like a mockery of virgin white doves; the red of his cape reminding her of spilt blood from the innocent dove.
She couldn't help but stare him.
The belts of his outfit reminded her of bondage, locking himself within his body. He covered every inch of himself, from his arms to his hands to his face. You could never fully see him. He never let you fully see him. It was as if he were trying to hide himself completely.
She couldn't help but stare at him.
His metal boots that looked like they would easily tear into flesh. The holster on his hip, holding his precious Cerberus with the decorative chain, oversized and packed with a powerful punch. She had never met someone who could whip out a gun faster than he could. She had never seen someone with better aim than him.
She couldn't help but stare at him.
The golden claw where a hand should have been was like the chain to his bird cage, locking him away from the others, estranging himself. She could tell he hated it, she could tell he hated himself. He saw himself as this monster, a creature outside of the norm. Something that shouldn't be with other people. But she didn't see him like that. She didn't see him like that at all.
She couldn't help but stare at him.
He filled her with wonder.