Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts, its characters or storyline. These ditties are mine, as are Duke and McCallister. I think this chapter reads like a mild schizophrenic attack...oh well...Enjoy anyway!

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034 – Cabin Fever

"THAT's what this is about?" Leon gaped.

Tifa hunched her shoulders like an attack dog. "What did you THINK it was about?"

"I don't know. Dammit, no wonder you were so off today—"

"Off? I was OFF?" She snarled.

"Why are you pissed at me?"

"Because you always jam the door!"

"What? That has nothing to do with—"

"And, seriously? Five a.m. EVERY morning with the alarm?"

"Oh please, I am easier to live with than you."

"Me? What is wrong with—"

"This couch!" Leon smacked the back of the furniture.

"What about it?"

"I HATE this couch!"

"Well, it hates you too!"

"That doesn't even make sense." Leon made a frustrated arm motion.

"It would if you weren't stupid!" Tifa stomped into her room.

"So that's it: yell and slam doors?" Leon said.

Tifa slammed the door extra hard.

"Fine." He said, irritated beyond belief at her random-ass behavior.

"Fine!" She yelled through the door.

"Fine." He exhaled, going into his room.

Duke keened and then walked over to Tifa's door, pawing at it. Tifa opened the door enough for the dog to come in and glared at Leon.

"The dog's on my side too, so ha!" She slammed the door again.

"That…that's hardly a—shit." Leon ran a hand over his face and with a loud groan went back into his room.

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035 – Hindsight

Lightning forked through the dark storm clouds that hung over Radiant Garden. Rain had been falling in droves for the past ten minutes, rolling off roofs and overflowing storm gutters. Thunder boomed in the aftermath of the lightning: loud, violent, and aggressive.

Strangely soothing.

Tifa inhaled deeply and then slowly exhaled, watching the storm unfold on the town. The dark sky and pouring rain pretty much summed up her day. In retrospect, she might have flown off the handle…a bit…maybe…

Bootsteps slowly approached her bedroom door and she bit her lip, looking over and seeing his shadow at the bottom on the door. He knocked lightly.

"Hm." She grunted in permission.

Leon opened the door a sliver. Duke lifted her head from her curled up body on the bed, looking at him curiously. He looked to Tifa in apprehension. She remained where she was by the windowed balcony attached to her room.

"So…"

"…right."

They both stopped and looked uncomfortable.

"You're…you're not going to throw anything, are you?" He prompted.

She snorted, looking back to the rain running in webs down the glass. "No."

"Okay, thanks." He stepped into her room, taking slow steps to the window.

Apologies were definitely in order here…Problem was they were both too damn proud to say anything…They both knew it too. So instead, Tifa looked out the window.

"Bad storm." She remarked idly.

He grunted and another flash of bright white lightning curled through the sky. A split second later, thunder ripped through the air, making a few objects in her room rattle.

"Close one." He remarked.

The tension cracked a bit and they sat quietly, watching the rest of the storm roll through. They'd deal with all the other crap later.

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036 – Prank War 3

"Ah!" Tifa coughed in surprise, along with a clatter as the hair dryer hit the floor.

Leon pursed his lips hard to keep from smirking as Tifa came staggering out of her room, white powder adorning her shoulders, face, and damp hair. She was pawing it away from her eyes. Looked like his plan of cramming baby powder in her hair dryer had worked to a tee.

Once her vision was clear, she locked onto him and pointed dangerously.

"You…" She snarled.

Leon gave his best 'who me?' look, failed miserably at it, and settled for an amused smirk. "Looking a little pale today."

Tifa looked beyond words, "You—this—I'm—"

"Sorry, you've got a little…" He gestured to her face, "…sort of all over…"

She threw a shoe at his head and marched back into her room, slamming the door behind her.

He ducked to avoid the shoe and barely stifled a chuckle, catching Duke looking at him with a judging expression.

"What?" He said flatly. "Payback for payback. All's fair."

Duke just licked her nose and looked away.

"Tough crowd." He sighed.

(…to be continued…)

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A/N 034: Because even Tifa and Leon get sick of seeing each other's faces every single day and have pointless squabbles. XD

A/N 035: This was written as a bit of a continuation of 034, but can be read as separate ditties.