A/N: Sorry this took so long! Also to explain the last Chapter, Yuffie is nineteen and in the UK it's legal to drink then. I think I confused a lot of people in America when she got drunk! Oops... Anyway that's why Vincent didn't stop her, I'm not trying to promote under age drinking! xD
Yuffie groaned and felt her pulsating head with anguish. Different thoughts and images whirled around in her brain. She remembered small parts of the night before, mostly the bottom of a wine glass, but none of it made sense. She remembered everyone leaving, and then she was in bed. How did I get upstairs? Yuffie jerked up suddenly as she remembered Vincent. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't wipe the smile off her face.
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"Good morning!" Yuffie sang to the room. Looking around, she remembered everyone had left last night, only Marlene was sitting at the table.
"Morning!" She called back. Denzel's muffled voice could be heard from the living room.
Yuffie sat down opposite Marlene and smiled, clapping her hands together. A few seconds passed and she began to drum her finger nails on the table. Another few seconds later she jumped back to her feet, pacing up and down the small bar.
Marlene looked up from her cereal and stared at her.
Yuffie sat down down. "So! Is Vinnie around?" She asked a little to eagerly.
"No." Marlene replied. "He left about an hour ago, he said he had to do something. He was muttering about something that happened last night, I didn't really hear."
Yuffie frowned. "He left? Did he take his stuff?"
"Yeah. Well I think so, he had a big bag with him." Marlene stared at her spoon for a few moments before jolting upright. "Oh I remember now, he told me to give you this." She wriggled around on her seat before puling out a small white envelope, and handing it to Yuffie.
Yuffie snatched the letter with impatience and looked at the neat handwriting on it's face. After seeing her name, she ripped the envelope open and tore the letter out. Her eyes scanned the text lightly and seemed to dim a little.
"Yuffie, what's wrong?" Marlene asked.
Yuffie's head jerked up. "Oh. Nothing."
"That's your answer to everything!" She moaned.
"Don't worry about it 'kay?" Yuffie stood up and tucked the note into her back pocket. "When are Tifa and Cloud getting back?"
"Tomorrow, Tifa couldn't leave the bar too long." Denzel answered and walked through the door to their left.
Yuffie nodded silently, screwing her hands into fists. She grabbed a pair of house keys from the nearby counter and a coat, shouting over her shoulder. "I need to go see something, you guys will be okay for a couple of hours won't you?" She left before either could reply.
"Funny. That's exactly what Vincent said before he left." Denzel stated.
The rain poured outside the bar and dribbled down Yuffie's neck, but she didn't care. The grey clouds hung low in the sky around Edge and made Yuffie feel as if she was being cornered. She ran down the streets and found herself at a dead end, she wasn't used to the roads there and decided to use a more direct route. Climbing up one of the dry walls, she jumped from roof to roof in the city, being careful of slippery tiles. Finally, after what seemed like forever, Yuffie found herself in the centre of Edge. She looked hopelessly at the crowds around her and tried to pick out Vincent's scarlet cloak. A glint of gold caught her eye in the distance. She shielded her eyes from the pelting rain and focused on the red blob moving in a busy mess of people. A helicopter started to churn above the red splat and Yuffie made a decision. She ran through the wind and pushed people out of the way, desperately trying to reach the helicopter.
Vincent looked at the streets of Edge but knew he had made the right decision. A voice called him from the front seat and he shut the door of the helicopter. A pair of fat headphones hung in front of him and he put them on, blocking out the sounds of rain on his window.
Yuffie finally made it across the square, but the chopper was nearly off the ground. "VINCENT!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. He stared straight ahead. She bent down low and tried to run towards the helicopter. "VINCENT!" She screamed again. The chopper took off before she could reach it and flew into the clouds above. Yuffie shielded her face from the gusts heading her way, staring desperately at the skies.
Vincent glanced down at the small dots below him, in the corner of his eye he thought he saw Yuffie. He shook he head slowly. No. Stop it. He then settled back down for his long journey across the continents.
The helicopter swung low and turned around, giving Yuffie full view of the driver. "RENO!" She screeched. "I'M SO GONNA KICK YOUR ASS WHEN YOU GET BACK DOWN HERE!"
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"Yuffie?" Marlene was still sat on her seat at the bar eating her breakfast when Yuffie returned.
Yuffie pulled the door shut and flung her wet coat on a hook. "Hey, you guys are pretty old now right?" She slicked her wet hair back and walked around the bar. "What time are Tifa and Cloud getting back?"
Denzel looked up from his toast. "About midday tomorrow, I already told you that, why?"
"Nothing." She looked up at the clock, it was about eleven thirty. "I'm going to have a hot shower." With that she kicked the door open and dragged herself up the stairs.
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Yuffie's alarm went off with a screech at about one in the morning. She slammed it off and pulled the sheets from her. Her packed bag lay near the door with her Conformer sticking out. She pulled on her shoes and thought about how much easier it was sleep in clothes. Yuffie then wrote a scruffy note to Marlene and Denzel, telling them to stay in the bar and wait for Tifa and Cloud to return, and shoved her bag over her shoulder. "So this is goodbye."
The window opened after giving it a good push and Yuffie jumped out into the cloudy night. The jerking movement had opened the string tie on her bag and a small piece of paper flew out onto the wooden floors.
Yuffie
I apologise for leaving so suddenly again but I have go, after what happened last night. You will understand one day. Until then, goodbye.
Vincent.
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Wutai's open plains welcomed Vincent once again, the sky was blue and clear. A perfect day. He thanked Reno for the lift and walked into the small town. The people on the streets stared at the foreigner with disgust, grumbling behind him. Vincent ignored them and made his way the giant pagoda in front of him.
"Murderer!" Someone shouted behind him. Vincent stopped, different faces flashing in his mind. Am I really doing the right thing? He sighed and carried on down the dirt path, there was no going back now.
The huge red doors to the pagoda opened on his arrival and he was met by a friendly face. "Vincent Valentine? It's an honour to finally meet you!" A scruffy man with a strong accent shook Vincent's human hand vigorously and bowed in respect. "My name's Nami, George Nami. I live up in Bone Village but I was a close friend of Godo's. I have taken over Wutai until Miss Kisaragi returns again." George showed him into a large room to the left of the entrance and introduced him to three other men Vincent had never seen before. "Now, we were very interested to see you Mr Valentine, and for to explain what happened when Miss Kisaragi stayed here many months ago."
Vincent took a seat at the long table in the centre of the room and explained what had happened to the four close to Godo and Ruby's evil plan. After what seemed like forever, Vincent finally reached the end of his tale, looking expectedly at the faces in front of him. "Yuffie needs her people to forgive her, I feel telling them the truth will achieve that." The four men nodded in agreement.
"Thank you very much for this useful information, Mr Valentine, this will help a lot. Not many people know what happened that night." George said encouragingly. A young man knocked on the open door to the room and whispered into Mr Nami's ear. "My god!" George stared around the room and focused on Vincent. "I'm afraid I have some alarming news! Apparently some Wutain freedom fighters have gone after Yuffie. They want to kill her for killing their leaders."
Vincent stayed still in his chair and thought deeply, hoping that Yuffie was still safe at the bar.
A/N: Okay not much humour and not much of a cliffhanger but I thought I'd better update as I have left it a week. Bah I hate coursework (The eviller version of homework). Please read and review! X I know it's short, but I did only start writing it about 4 hours ago.