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"Who's gonna stay in what room?" Cloud asked.

"Hmmm....me and Cloud...Leon and Yuffie," Aerith decided.

"Why me and Yuffie!?"

"Because you two need to get along for once. And anyway, I think they have two beds in the room, so don't worry."

"What about Kairi?"

"Hmm...we'll figure it out once she gets here."

"GRRR!!" they heard Yuffie complain. She stormed back, still having her face doodled. The ninja gave Leon a death glare,

"It. Won't. Come. Off."

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Just Married
—CHAPTER III—
Big Mistake Number One

«Disclaimer:»
Nah. Don't own anything except people/places you aren't familar with (i.e, Joe & Joanna)

«Summary:»
[Squffie,SK,Clorith] Imagine accidently marrying your enemy while being drunk. That's what happens to Squall (Leon) & Yuffie! Things can't get any worse, right? Guess again. (they're starting to fall for each other) [Based on 'Friends:The One in Vegas']
---changed it a bit----

«Special Thanks to:»
Lyphe, SetsuntaMew, ShadowKairi, Rednight-rider, MariQ, SummonerMomo(fixed the lyrics, thanks! A friend told me them -.-;), Kaycar11, Sqully, SoranKairiForever!!(), ....(), Astaldotholwen, SugaCoated-Cherries, Squallsgurl, Aliasfan (-gasp- thankies so much! xD), and Lady Hitokiri

for reviewing! I would write long separate messages to ya'll but I kinda have to hurry and finish typing this chapter (i took soo long just to update, sorryness!) -.-; but I probably will next chapter xD

«Author's Notes:»
Gonna make this short for now. The chapter's done in Yuffie's Point of View. Remember that xD
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"....Oh," Leon muttered.

"WHAT!? Did you HEAR me CORRECTLY?!" I cried. That Squall Leonhart! I swear, he has got to be the most inconsiderate jerk I've ever met. Ever, ever, ever.

"Look here, Leon Leonhart! You're gonna call the pen company right now!"

"...Whatever."

Whatever, whatever, whatever. Oh GAWD! That's all I hear from him! Does he know ANY other words!? I held my arms in a fighting position. "Don't mess with me OLD man! Are you LOOKING for a fight!? I could knock you out any day! Any time! Boom, bang! Pow, pow!"

"...I'm not looking for any fights. Let's just go to the hotel room."

Hah! Obviously he was afraid he'd lose. I threw my head back, howling with laughter. Leon was giving me a 'I-don't-know-you' look. Aerith and Cloud...well, I dunno where they went. Probably went to play that thing that goes 'bing bing' when you win something.

"...I wouldn't be laughing if I were you. You're the one that has pen drawings all over your face..." Leon stated. Damn, I hate it when he acts smart in front of me. I glared daggers at him.

"You think you're so smart, don'tcha? Huh!? Well, why don't you answer THIS! What came first: The chicken or the egg? How do people get the 'M's on M&M's? What sound comes out when one hand claps? If a tree falls down and no one's there to hear it, does it make a sound? Why don't Apple Jacks taste like apples? Why does the Dough-Boy on T.V laugh when you poke his belly? What would YOU do for a Klondike Bar? Why DID she sell seashells by the seashore? How many licks does it take to get to the center of a Tootsie-Lollipop? How much wood would a wood-chuck chuck?! HUH!?"

...No answer.

That's it. I had ENOUGH. I grabbed a purse on the ground (I assumed it was Aerith's, since it was pink) and thrusted it at Leon. Man, it was heavy!

"THINK FAST!"

Thump.

Stupid purse only landed a few inches away from me. It wasn't nearly close to Leon! Geez, what was in that? Rocks? Oh whatever. I had other things to worry about...like my FACE! I murmured some curses under my breath and handed my luggage to Leon. I was not going to carry them.

"Carry your own things," said Leon.

"Hmmm....NAH." I stuck my toungue at him and led the way into the elevators. Heehee, I think he was giving in. He was laying all the bags inside the elevator, and then he crossed his arms. I scanned at the elevator control panel thing and pushed 'UP'. The elevator shook. Is that what elevators are supposed to do?

WHHHIIIIIIRRRRRRRR!!!

"ACK!" I squeaked. I stumbled backwards towards Leon...and landed in his arms. Wow this was uncomfortable. "GROSS-NESS! LET GO OF ME!!!!"

Bing.

The elevator doors opened. I scrambled out and raced to our room, #805. I was completely awestruck at the place. It was so...fancy? And big, yeah, big. "Hurry up, Squall!"

"How many times do I have to tell you? It's—"

"I dun care! Let's go! ...WOAH! They have don't have keyholes here!" I cried aloud, putting a grin on my face. There was some kind of weird...thing on the door handle. I slid the card-key into the slot-thing. "Hey...it's not letting us in!!!"

"Are you sliding the card right?"

"Of course I am!"

"Here, let me see." Leon dropped the bags onto the floor and took the card from me.

"Hey!" I said, trying to get the card back. Grrr...

He pushed me aside (how dare he!) and flipped the card upside down. Then, he slid the card and opened the door. I could've done that. Flip the card, slide the card, open the door. Yeah, I could've done that. The room was so...clean! There was even a refrigerator in it! I skipped over to this huge drawer-like closet-thing and pulled open the doors. Woah....they have a T.V here, too!

I didn't know what Leon was doing. Maybe he was doin' something. I didn't care. This room was so awesome! A sigh came out of my mouth and I fell backwards onto the huge bed.

Bed.

Bed.

...BED!?

I jolted up. There was only ONE bed! I scanned the room. One bed. No, no, no, no. One bed...and one chair. There was no way I was gonna share a bed with Leon. A silhouette was standing beside the door of (what I think) was the bathroom.

"Do you notice something...strange about this room?" I asked Leon. He rubbed his chin, lost in his thoughts.

"Yeah...there's only one...piece of chocolate on the pillow."

"Uh-huh....NO!! There's only ONE bed!" I yelled, mentally slapping myself on the forehead. How dense is he!? Woah...now that's a word I haven't used in awhile! Dense...I should use it more often. Heh heh heh.

"What?!...hmm...I guess one of us will have to sleep on the floor," Leon muttered. I jumped off the bed.

"And that person would be you!" I announced, crossing my arms.

"Why is that?"

I pointed at my face (it was still drawn on). A phone sat upon a table near the bed. I walked over to it and picked it up.

"Oh...right," Leon muttered. I handed the phone to him. He looked at the pen (which had the Pen Company's number for some reason). "555-5555."

Growling, I stomped into the bathroom and turned the sink knob. Stupid Leon and that stupid pen. I splashed the cold water onto my face and rubbed it. Crap, it was smearing all over now! Stupid Leon...and that stupid pen.

"Hello, I used your pen to draw all over my friend's face... ... ...uh-huh... ... ...yeah, she's trying to wipe it off now.. .. ... ...a beard and a mustache... ... ...heh heh, thanks!... ... ...I know! She's freaking out just because— er, anyway, is there anything to get rid of it? ... ... ...oh, okay. Thanks," I heard Leon say into the phone. I grinned and ran out, beaming.

"Well? Well? What did they say?" I demanded, tapping my foot rapdily up and down.

"Ummm, they said you can't get it off..."

"WHAT!?"

No, no, no, no, no! There was supposed to be a way! I can't look like my Aunt Muriel forever! Stupid Leon. I am going to KILL him.
And then a lightbulb popped on top of my head. Revenge. First, before killing him, I have to get my revenge! Nyuck, nyuck, nyuck. This is gonna be perfect.

I faked a smile. "Hmm...I'm really hungry, Leon. Oh, look! We have our own little food court here! ... ... ...Oooh! Macadamia nuts!"

I skipped over to the shelf of food and took the can of Macadamias. Leon stared and grabbed the price-menu thing. This was the beginning of revenge. Wahahahaha.

"Hey, Yuffie, these things cost a LOT of munny."

"Yeah, I know."

"...You must really like those macadamia nuts..."

"Nah." A Macadamia nut in my mouth flew out as a I spat. It landed across the bed and onto the floor. Leon scratched his head. Part two of 'The Revenge of Yuffie': I opened the fridge and pulled out some drinks. "Hey, Leon, I'm really thirsty. Mind if I have a drink or two? Or fifteen?"

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Meanwhile, Aerith and Cloud were playing the slots. Well, it was mostly Aerith; Cloud was more like her wallet. Aerith, Aerith, Aerith... What happened to that innocent flower girl we all used to—

"YES! YES, YES, YES!!!" Aerith screamed. "Ching ching! Munny!"

Cloud shook his head in disappointment. He muttered to himself, "I knew I shouldn't have told you about the slots..."

"Hey, Cloud! Thanks for telling me about the slots!" Aerith said. She pulled the lever. The pictures didn't match, making Aerith frown. "Quarter please, Cloud!"

"No."

"Excuse me?"

"I said 'N-O'. No."

"Aww, come on! Please?"

"...Fine, but only one more."

He stuffed his hand in his pocket and pulled out his wallet. Aerith squealed in delight and clapped her hands, looking like a child. "Thanks, Cloud! You won't regret it!"

"Oh, I have a feeling I will," Cloud mumbled under his breath. He crossed his arms and watched the pictures come to a stop.

"Seven...SEVEN...aw, man! Cloud, quarter please!"

"No."

"Excuse me?"

"I said 'N-O'. No."

"Aww, come on! Please?"

"...Fine, but only one more."

He stuffed his hand in his pocket and pulled out his wallet. Aerith squealed in delight and clapped her hands, looking like a child. "Thanks, Cloud! You won't regret it!"

"Oh I have a feeling I will," Cloud mumbled under his breath. He crossed his arms and watched the pictures come to a stop.

"Seven...SEVEN...aw, man! Cloud, quarter please!"

Woah, is this Deja Vu or what!? Cloud found himself repeating what he and Aerith have been doing for the next hour. Quarter after quarter, Aerith continued to lose. And a certain 'somebody' was been spying on Cloud and Aerith. A certain silver haired man...

"Gosh...Cloud, I'm going to wash my hands. Do you know how many people must've touched this lever? I'll be right back. Guard my slot or else," Aerith warned. She climbed out of the chair and walked away. Cloud rolled his eyes and sat down. The 'certain silver haired man' crawled closer towards Aerith's machine. He snickered evilly.

A few minutes later, Aerith came back. Cloud was forced to lend her a quarter...again. Suddenly, the 'certain silver haired man' was crawling over to the phone section. His eyes darted back and forth as humming his own little theme song aloud.

"Will Aerith and Cloud please come to the information-counter. I repeat: will Aerith and Cloud please come to the imformation-counter."

"Strange...let's go," Aerith said. The two made their way towards the counter. The 'certain silver haired man who now needed a name' crawled back to Aerith's slot. He laughed evilly and popped in a quarter, and then pulled the lever.

A receptionist reading a magazine stared at Aerith. "Can I help you?"

"Uh, you guys called us to come over here...?" Cloud said. The receptionist shook her head.

"No, we didn't. You must be mistaken or something..."

Aerith scratched her head. "It's alright. Maybe it was somebody else."

Cloud and Aerith talked about how strange it must've been if there was another 'Cloud and Aerith' somewhere in the hotel.

"Yeah, but wouldn't it be so cool, too? I mean— HEY! THAT GUY STOLE MY MACHINE!" Aerith yelled, pointing to that 'certain-silver-haired-man-who-needed-a-name'. And since that 'certain-silver-haired-man-who-needed-a-name' needed a name, we will call him Sephiroth.

"Ohhh...he's one of those people..." Cloud said, trying to stop Aerith from attacking him. She freezed.

"What do you mean?"

"He's what we call a 'lurker'."

"Oooohhhhh....uh, what's a 'lurker'?"

"A lurker is somebody who spies on you. They wait 'til you stop using your machine and then they jump out of nowhere and steal your jackpot!"

"Gosh, that is so mean!....hey, how do you know about lurkers?"

"Leon's grandmother was one. She used the munny to pay for Leon's dance— er, I mean karate lessons."

..:: ——— ::..

"Hit me."

"Hit me."

"Hit me."

"Hit me."

"Hit me."

"...Hit me?"

Ugh. We've been playing Black Jack for the last two hours. I refused to go downstairs (hello! I still have the pen-drawings on my face!). And for the last two hours, we've been eating and drinking a lot. We were so hammered. Ugggh, I feel a little dizzy. How drunk are we?

"This place is SO boooring! What a drag..." I mumbled, taking a sip of alcohol. "Want some M&M's?"

"Nah," Leon replied, flipping a card. "...how did those 'M's get on the M&M's anyway?"

"Y'know what? I've been wonderin' that, too!"

"...Maybe they painted it on!"

"Yeah!"

"...Hey, here's that Macadamie Nut!"

He was talking about the Macadamia nut I spat out earlier. "Oh! Cool!"

He popped it in his mouth...then scrunched his face, spitting it out. "No, no..something else!"

"Uh-oh!"

We both laughed and drank from our glass cups once more. Leon said, suddenly,"Yuffie, I wanna go downstairs...I really miss downstairs."

"Me, too! Let's go!"

Leon and I raced towards the door. Of course, being the old man Leon was, I won. Wahahaha. But then I got myself thinking (err, that's a first). Another lightbulb popped above my head. Before Leon could exit the room, I grabbed his shoulder.

"Squall, I ain't leavin' this room 'til I get what I want!"

He stared at me for a moment. "And wazzat?"

"...Gimme your pen."

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"Hel-lo, everybody! I'm Squall and this here is Yuffie!!"

"Yes, hel-lo!"

Squall and I were out on the streets, err, saying hello to everyody. I forced him to give me his pen so I could draw on HIS face. Har har! Now there was the word 'SQUALL' printed across his forehead, a huge black dot on his nose (along with whiskers), and a goatee. He looked liked a kitty-cat or a lion, if you ask me!

"Woah, look Squall! A Gladiator!" I said, pointing to a Gladiator-dressed man. I dragged Squall by the arm towards him. There was a man who took pictures if you paid him. Squall paid him some munny. Woohoo, a picture!

"Hey, Mr. Gladiator-Man! You look downright sexy in that costume!" I pointed out, poking the chest plate.

"Hey!" Squall whined, with a hint of jealousy in his tone.

"Aww, is Squallie jealous? You're still my boyfriend, you know! So dun worry!" We grinned at the camera man.

Click...Flash

Oooh! The picture turned pretty good. If only Squall could get a Gladiator suit...he'd look AWESOME. I nudged Squall and pointed to a huge billboard thing that had pictures of tigers and lions. "Oooh...lions..."

"Meeeoowww!" Squall joked. I laughed, while we walked towards a hotel with a clown in it. I never really liked clowns, I mean, what was with all that make-up?! And those huge red noses!? But I didn't really care now, 'cause Squall was with me. Squall, my lion. Hahaha heehee.

The hotel was packed with people! There were even games here! How cool is that? We ran up the stairs and saw a whole bunch of stuffed animals and things. But what I really caught my attention was a HUGE yellow Chocobo plushie! That would be sooo cool if Squall could win it for me, huh?

"Squall, Squall! I want that Chocobo! Think you could win one for me?" I asked, grinning. He returned a smile.

"Of course, my sweet!"

And so we raced to the game. Simple: all you do is knock down three bottles. Squall paid the man some munny and in return, recieved three baseballs. He tossed the first baseball. "Fall down, fall down, fall down booottle," I chanted aloud. Thump. Damn, it hit the wall.

"Go Squall! Go Squall! Go Squall!"
Thump.
Yay! One bottle got knocked down!
"Gooooo Squall!!!"

Thump.
Awww, the next ball hit the side of the table. The man gave Squall a small, small, small, small, VERY small figurine of a lion. Well, at least it was better than nothin'.

"Thanks Squall! I love it!"

Later, we found ourselves on the streets again and saying hello to everybody. We were bored. Very, very bored. Very, very, very bored. Until...we saw this white building with bright lightts. I love bright lights. Oh, and I love white builings. Love it. And, and, and I love those pretty colors of the bright lights. Purdy, ain't it?

"Yuffums, let's go check out that building! Maybe they have more Chocobos!" Squall said. I grinned and we skipped over to the builing.

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"Cloud, I cannot believe you didn't stop that Sephiroth man. That was very rude of him to steal a machine that I was using!" Aerith complained. They were in their hotel room, after being asked to leave the Gambling Area thing.

"Who said it was your machine?" CLoud asked. Aerith gave him a 'Whose-side-are-you-on' look. "...nevermind."

Ring, ring, ring!

"Oooh! Maybe it's Sephiroth! Maybe he's calling to apologize!"

"And why would he do that?"

Aerith rolled her eyes and picked up the phone. "Hello, Sephiroth! Calling to apologize?"

"Huh!? This is Yuffie!!! Not Sefasloth! GUESS WHAT."

"Oh, hi Yuffie. So, uh, why'd you call?"

"I said GUESS!"

"I dunno. What?"

"Me an' Squall are getting MARRIED!"

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«Author's Notes:»
Argness. Sorry for the looong update and keepin' ya'll waiting. Wow, this chapter was a lot shorter than I thought. Anyway...DUN DUN DUN! They're getting married! DUN DUN DUN! Sephiroth is a lurker! xD xD xD

Oh yeah, if you're wondering why Yuffie is childish/selfish/stubborn, it's cuz I'm matching her personality/attitude with the FF7 Yuffie. If you think she should be less childish or whatever, just tell meh. :)

Hmm...that's all! Leave a review, please!
The Sokairi part of this story should start next chapter! Yay! ...maybe! =P