DISCLAIMER:I do not own Yuffie and her love-buddy Vincent. I don't own the bar, Tifa or her love-buddy Cloud as well. I only own the auto-lock that got them in the situation the first place. xD Lawyers beware, I have waffles.
BTW, I kinda made another story with regards to this one http:/www. fanfiction. net/s/5161314/1/In_The_Name_Of_Yuffie_Kisaragi Wonderful story and a must-read for all Yuffentine fans! Uh, sorry for not mentioning in first place..
The single White Rose of Wutai, princess Ninja, Yuffie Kisaragi, does NOT like being stuck in a room.
Alone.
With Vincent Valentine.
Well, technically not alone, but like whatever! Vinnie would obviously be like brooding and busy being the angsty vampire and 'atoning for the sins he didn't even commit' and all that psycho crap while I try to get out of the stupid basement! AND THE NINJA DOES NOT LIKE TO BE SHUT IN THE CREEPY WEIRD BASEMENT OF TIFA'S BAR! ESPECIALLY WITH THE SEXY ANGSTY VAMPIRE!
Wait, what did I think right now?
OH HELL NO. NOT AGAIN….
This must be the 3rd time I said this to myself in the last hour. Ugh….
Well, might as well explain how the hell me and Vinnie got stuck in the basement of DOOOOM.
It started with the shortage of wine. No not that; it started with the bar OPENING AT 10 AM. Hell I still can't believe Tifa hasn't passed out! Last time I took the bar on my hands, I was sooooo exhausted after the lunch hour and I still made it through the night time. I'm alive; THANK LEVIATHAN THAT I AM!
Okay anyways, yah, shortage of the wine bottles. Today was actually kinda like a small get-together. No wait; if Elena and Tseng were actually making out before we left I guess it could be called a 'Hammered $#% Party.' Hehehehehe. And like, Leviathan's sake, Tifa still hasn't gotten drunk! I think cause she was still sober enough to stop after her 5th drink.
And that lady sent me down when I was just about to, just ABOUT to drink my 3rd one! OH LEVIATHAN WHY? Okay so I got up and guess what? I think I wasn't that much conscious to even see who I had tagged along with me. And guess who it was?
Yep, it's Vincent Valentine, the master of brooding and angsty-ness ness. And why the leviathan I brought him here? Cause I was actually semi-drunk enough to getanyone off the barstool and dragging them to hell with me. Not even alert enough to see who it was.
Well, Vinnie was seriously another case.
Ugh. There's the vamp, actually just sitting down there and watching me trying to open the damn locked door.
Oh, why was it locked? Cause Tifa had an auto-lock installed that opens with a code (That Cloud and Teef only knew) so that I didn't sneak in to get stoned or something. Why oh why doesn't Tifa trust me? I mean; a few bottles of alcohol never hurt anyone right? Well, anyways, Vinnie just HAD TO close the damn door. Wasn't he even aware that the door locks itself SHUT until someone opens it from outside? And I'm sure I won't be seeing Teef or Cloud anytime sooner. Cause Teef's busy with the bar and well, Cloud probably won't even notice me and Vinnie missing! Oh, and the code thing? I'm sure I forgot what it was already….
Well, now then. I guess it has been about 5 minutes that me and Vinnie we-
"Yuffie, what are you trying to do?" DAMN YOU VINNIE. I WAS TRYINGTO TELL PEOPLE OUR SITUATION!
"Well, Vinnie, I am trying to get us out of here." I said with frustration stuck in my BRAINS. I tugged at the door knob again. And seriously, having a leg on the wall and one on the door, trying to apparently pull the door knob, sucks. Gosh, Vinnie must have a fine view of my as-
"Why?"
I never thought I'd say that Vinnie was denser than Cloud. Oh gosh, doesn't he want to get out of this trap? WELL, I DO!
"Vinnie, seriously, don't you wanna GET OUT of HERE?" I said, literally, screaming those three words. I slightly jumped off from the door and the wall, (Uh, my feet were there cause I was trying to pull the door? (Knob?)) and then landed on the steps of the stair case. The thing creaked as I started going downwards.
Well, Vinnie was sitting in a corner and you could see him good from the staircase and believe me, not even a single hint that he wanted to get out. He apparently looked pleased, I think. But he was smirking, SMIRKING in front of YUFFIE KISARAGI! Oh how I wanna shove my shuriken in the wrong places. HIS wrong places….
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Leviathan's sake somebody stop the dirty pictures playing in my head….
Thank LEVIATHAN, that Vinnie can't see my blushing face in this stupid DARK side of SEPHIROTH'S as-
I hopped down when I was two steps away from the floor and then,
"Yuffie, I do want to get out, but I prefer the quietness here than the noise outside." WHAT! Oh wait, this IS Vincent Valentine we're talking with. Obviously he has thing against social gatherings.
"Vinnie, do you seriously have a thing against social gatherings?" CRAP. I hate you, mind. Why do you always take advantage of my head?
"No."
"Then why do you prefer living in the stinky silence of this stupid basement?"
"I did not say that I prefer living here. It lacks basic commodities. I said I preferthe quietness here."
"It's the same!"
"No, it is not."
"Yes"
"No."
"Yes"
"..."
IT'S THE DOTS OF DOOM. Besides, he knows that no one EVER CAN win with Yuffie Kisaragi in a match of YES and NO. And Vinnie knows it well. Even, Cid. And Barret? Okay, I should stop talking about who-who knows about this. Well, either way, uh, okay I hate his dots but can't thing of anything to think….
"Can you try NOT to talk with dots? AGAIN?" CRAP. AGAIN.
"Yuffie, I did not 'talk with dots.' I did not say anything at all." ARGH! How can I bear him again? Oh yah, it's because I love him- I #$&^!)* HATE YOU! NOT AGAIN! See what I mean, 4th time I said this to myself, AGAIN.
"UGH"
"..."
"LEVIATHAN'S SAKE"
"..."
"HMPH" and then I went to other side of the creepy basement. Well, lemme describe the 'room' before I forget to do it again.
There were full-length shelves. All full of bottles. Which I had no idea about what was inside. In particular. Obviously alcohol. But I'm pretty much sure Vinnie will smash them all, if needed to. Because seriously, how the hell will he hold all the above-100 alcohol bottles when I'm gonna get them? Just imagine, above-100 bottles, piled up in Vinnie's sexy arms. Nah, I give up; I think he's sexy anyways. Wait, he is. HAH.
Oh yah, and then, they'd fall from his sexy hands and smash into the floor. Cool! And then we'd be dripping with wine and he'd look so ultra sexy because he looks sooooo we-
Anyways, that smash thing would be a 'might' cause then, Teef will show her awesome Teef powers to Vincent, and he won't be able to do ANYTHING cause of Cloud. HAHAHA!
Anyways, other than that, there was a chair, which Vinnie sat on, and a stool which I currently was sitting on. Some shelves were there and some of them were seriously covered in cobwebs…. And then, I stiffened at the sight of the monster that walked over the web. Vinnie seemed to notice me cause then, next thing he smirked, obviously aware of the monster that was crawling.
Oh, how I wanted to shove my shuriken up his as-
"Vinnie."
"Yes, Yuffie?"
"How the hell are we gonna get out?" His smirk wiped off. Heh.
"..."
"UGH. VINNIE TELL ME SOME IDEAS"
"..."
"GAWDDAMNIT!"
DAMN, there is no window to start off. And the only windows that were there were only TWO windows and both big enough to let a cat (Not even Cait Sith) through, not two people our size. Well, Vincent's size. And second of all, the screaming idea SUCKS. Why? Because I just had to turn on the damn music. Believe me, I had turned it on so loud, I'm pretty much sure that no one would even hear anybody having se-
And if I were to kick our way out of here, Tifa will make sure I pay every gil back to her for repairing the door. Seriously I don't wanna do that. Same applies for Vincent too; if he clawed his way out or unleashed the Death Penalty upon the door, he'd face Teef's fury.
"Yuffie."
OMG VINNIE HAD ACTUALLY STARTED A CONVERSATION. OMG OHMIGAWD OH MY LEVIATHAN GAWD. HEH.
"Yes, Vinnie?"
"Why did you drag me with you?" You ask me that? You start a conversation just to ask me that?
"Teef wanted me to get some wine bottles from the basement."
"..." Feh as if I, Yuffie Kisaragi, care.
"Which reminds me…." I stood up and went over to a random shelf. No not those cobwebbed ones. Ew. Vinnie would probably start laughing again if he even saw my inner state about that monster. Okay so I went over to the shelf. They were covered with a thin sheet of dust. So Teef's been coming down here every now and then, I guess. or maybe she's been cleaning them or something. But that'd be stupid cause Teef's ultra super busy and all that. And her doing this instead of sleeping is seriously just unexplainable. Fetish?
Wait, when did I start talking about Teef coming down here to clean some dust laden alcohol bottles?
Way out of topic.
SOOOOOOO out of topic.
Okay back to the bottles.
I randomly took a bottle out from the dust laden ones. Yes they were stacked, but I took the bottle that was on the top of the stack, so that they don't break and Tifa doesn't unleash her fury on me. No; NINJAS ARE NOT SCARED. ESPECIALLY YUFFIE KISARAGI. I'm just being cautious, yes cautious, because I don't want to clean up a mess while being stuck in the creepy basement, AT THE SAME TIME. Especially with sexy Vincent Valentine. No, now I don't care AT ALL.
Okay, I saw a rag nearby and cleaned the bottle with it. Luckily enough, the rag kinda looked hygienic enough to be used so it doesn't matter.
I wiped the bottle clean and then looked on the cover. And just when I was about to read it, guess who sniped it from me? That's right; Vincent the thief is back. And I thought I was the only one….
"Yuffie, that is not good for you."
"Vinnie, don't tell me what's good or not. I know that alcohol is definitely good!" I turned around to see him holding it in his clawed hand, the bottle literally trapped in a cage of metal claws. He didn't seem pleased right now, and the small bit of moonlight that lighted the inside was sparkling, SPARKLING in Vinnie's eyes. Oh Leviathan, his eyes look so sexy no-
WAIT. IS HE SMIRKING AGAIN? Oh yeah, obviously he noticed the blush on my face. Those small stingy windows pretty much lightened up the whole room, except the staircase because the small tiny bulb of artificial light pretty much made it dark at the staircase side of the basement. Somehow it did; even though that made no sense in anyway.
Wait, what the hell am I saying anyways?
GAWD DAMMNIT VINNIE'S SMIRK OF SEXINESS IS DISTURBING MY TRAIN OF THOUGHTS.
Ugh.
"Yuffie, you are not to touch alcohol for tonight." OML, in Vinnie setting up RULES for me? Hell yah, as if I'll listen to him and his RULES.
So what do I do next? I take another bottle and smirk at him. And this time, I don't bother with the cleaning, cause I know that Vinnie will take it from me.
And he does.
His other human hand is now clutching MY otherbeloved alcohol and now he kinda looks funny. His glaring face was busy glaring at my smirk as he held the two bottles at his sides. Like, in other words, the two bottles were leveled with his shoulders as his sexy eyes stared from between the bottles, and, frankly, it looked like he was asking which one was better, bottle #1 or bottle #2.
Buhaha.
And then what I did?
I took another one. And my smirk grew bigger. AW MAN, THIS ROCKS! You should've seen his face; he was glaring at my hand as it took another bottle from the stack. And now what will Vinnie do? Grab the bottle somehow and even manage to hold it, or just let me be.
HAHAH IN YOUR FACE!
And then I closed my eyes to take in the AIR of the glorious VICTORY from defeating the oh-so-sexy VINNIE at his own GAME. Though I don't actually remember this being a game. MY FACE IS SMIRKING! YAAY! And so, I start cackling with the -cue MY evilness- maniacal laughter. Seriously, I just don't kno-
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And cue the cliff hanger. Okay. Just entered my head, and I'm going nowhere practically with it. 2nd chapta is near completion and will be up soooooon. Very soon...
Reviewswelcomed, flames invited and yes, stupidity ensued.
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