Author's Notes: Finally got some inspiration, even if it is a little, to continue this story.
It's going to change writing style and setting quickly, and might put you off, but don't fret my dears! The other writing style will come back soon! I can't leave Chaos out for long now, can I?
Chaos x Yuffie, most likely will turn into a type of demented Vincent x Yuffie. Might add in some Cid lovvies too, but to whom? Well, I am crazy, you don't know what I might come up with.
Maybe I might make Cid-love though. Probably not. Unless it's Yuffie x Cid love. 'Cause Yuffie is cool with anyone.
Innocence: Illusion
Yuffie awoke with a start.
Holy crap was that weird.
"Come on Yuffie-girl, gotta get your mind together! It was just a dream! Yeah! That's right! A dream!" Yuffie told herself, rising from her bed in her house at Wutai. "What you need is a drink of water! Yes… Your mind is going crazy… Maybe I SHOULD use those tranquilizers Cid gave me…"
Suddenly she stopped; the intensity of her dream hitting her like someone had thrown a kitchen sink at her after stopping in front of a mirror.
She blushed, falling to the ground.
"EWWW!!! GROSSNESS!!! GOD, YUFFIE! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" she screamed at herself, holding her arms and shaking. Her dream had freaked her out, as well as making her wet her pants.
"Stupid Vince and his stupid sexy demon transformation…" Yuffie grumbled, walking towards her bathroom in an attempt to wash her face.
Once she reached the bathroom and opened the door she stared at what lay before her.
Vincent.
In her bath tub.
This was getting WEIRD.
"Holy crap," Yuffie mumbled to herself quickly, walking towards her bath tub.
She knelt down beside the tub, grabbing Vincent's hair and pulling his face closer to hers, opening her mouth and suddenly…
"HEY VINCE!!! WAKE YOUR ASS UP!!!" Yuffie exclaimed into the sensitive ears of the undead man.
Nope, not even stirring.
Even WEIRDER.
"Hm… This is quite a predicament…" Yuffie thought, putting a hand to her chin in a thinking posture, not even wondering why the man was in her house in the first place or giving a thought to her unusual dream.
"I know!" Yuffie suddenly exclaimed, quickly standing up and turning on the shower, spraying the man with cold water.
"Gah," was all that was said as Vincent quickly sat up, clawing at the water as if it was an enemy. Yuffie dodged his golden gauntlet as it nearly lopped off her head.
"Hah! I've got ya awake now, Vincey!" Yuffie boasted, kicking Vincent's gauntlet before it could try and tear her head off, making the man suddenly aware of her presence.
"Yuffie…" he gasped quietly, finally noticing that she was present, that he was in a bathtub, and that he was, most likely, in her house.
"That's right! You're in the GREAT ninja Yuffie Kisaragi's house! Now… Will you kindly GET THE FUCK OUT?!" Yuffie exclaimed, waving her arms around like a bird (or a chocobo).
Vincent just stared at her in amazement.
"Yuffie… What's going on?" Vincent asked, clutching his head in pain.
"I dunno, but I had a dream Chaos fucked me, then I woke up and you were in my tub… I think we were out drinking or something. You and Cid I think… Stupid man must be somewhere in my house too… Oh! Look! It's one of my kitties!" Yuffie answered, running after one of her orange cats, leaving Vincent confused and bewildered.
"Um… What?" Vincent questioned, wondering if the woman had consumed any type of drug recently, as he stared at her.
"Yuffie…?"
"Yes'm Vincey-mah boy?"
"This is my house…"
Yuffie paused, looking around and noticing her surroundings weren't that of her house but of Vincent's apartment.
"Oh, holy shit! You're right! What the fuck?!" she hollered with surprise, a smile encompassing her face as she ran around the house, swinging the stray cat she had in her grasps around. Vincent could only stare at her.
But what she had said about her dream. It bothered him.
He had dreamed that he had turned into Chaos and did things he wouldn't do again, EVER. Especially to the ninja before him.
He stood up while she danced away yelling something about finding Cid. He turned off the water that had been falling on him and walked out of the tub. He was soaked. Did Yuffie know HOW much dry cleaning for his clothing cost?
Sighing, Vincent grabbed a towel off his towel rack and dried his hair. It was going to smell. He knew it would. He hadn't had time to take a shower in a few days and dirt does get caught in those silky strands of hair. He ran a hand through his hair to smoothen it and scowled. His hair was incredibly oily. So much for silky strands.
He mentally noted to take a shower later in the day… What time was it anyways?
He walked out of the bathroom to find Yuffie sitting on a very unconscious Cid. He was lying on the floor, passed out. Yuffie was grinning, cross-legged on his chest.
Vincent raised a brow and walked over towards the ninja and pilot, wondering what she was doing.
"Hey Vince! Look, look! I'm sitting on him and he ain't movin'! WOAH! Huh! I know I'm skinny, but my weight must bother him, don't you think?"
"Ninja-logic?" Vincent asked, eyebrow still raised and wondering what fun she was getting out of this.
"Naturally!" Yuffie grinned, flicking the pilot on the nose.
"…"
"Anyways, we should probably drag him into the shower or something. God does he smell," Yuffie stated, standing up and grabbing the pilot's boots, dragging him towards the bathroom as fast as she could, paying no mind to when his head hit corners of furniture or anything of the like.
"Um, Yuffie…?" Vincent asked, walking a few feet away from her.
"Yes'm Vince?" Yuffie asked, glancing up at him and grinning, still intent on her mission of rudely waking up the pilot.
"Your dream…"
"OH GOD YOU REMINDED ME AGAIN!!!" snarled Yuffie, face plastered with a look of instant mortification. "IT'S LIKE YOU'RE OUT TO GET ME!!! DAMN VAMPIRE!!!" Yuffie began to rant, forgetting about the pilot for a few moments and causing Vincent to become very uncomfortable very quickly.
Finishing her rant about him being 'broody' and how he was 'totally out to get her' and that his demon wanted to eat her brains, she began to pull the pilot into the bathroom, forgetting about the rant, or trying to forget it. Vincent silently followed her, not planning on saying anything soon.
Succeeding in her many attempts to push and throw the pilot into the bathtub, she finally succeeded before she just dunked his head in the toilet.
"Hah! Take that broody! I win the bet! 10 bucks!" Yuffie grinned, sticking her hand out in gunman's face.
"But I didn't bet you anything…" Vincent informed her, eyes showing a bit of amusement and confusion.
Yuffie stared at him for a moment, laughing suddenly and turning around.
"I must be hallucinating," she laughed, turning on the water and spraying Cid with it. Cid woke up with a start, many curses coming from his mouth.
"WHAT THE-?! YUFFIE?! VINCE? What the hell are you two doing in my house?!" snapped Cid, attempting to stop the water's flow by covering his face.
"This is Vince's house old man!" Yuffie growled, pushing the pilot's head back with her foot.
"GET OFF MY HEAD!" the pilot commanded gruffly, swatting her foot away and attempting to stand, almost slipping in the process.
"Do you remember what happened last night anyways?" Yuffie asked, stumped at her own question. She seriously did not remember anything from the night before.
"Of course I do! You and Vince got drunk of yer asses and I joined in!" Cid mused, searching his pockets for cigarettes.
"Well OBVIOUSLY that's what happened, but do you remember what we did after?" Yuffie asked, wondering if some people remembered things when they were drunk.
"Don't remember much, but I think you started throwin' up in some bushes or somethin'…" Cid began but was interrupted by Yuffie.
"GAWD! Of course YOU'D remember the nasty parts!" Yuffie snarled, making a face of disgust at the man and storming out.
"Where ya goin' brat?" Cid asked, shaking himself dry like a dog, spraying Vincent with water in the process.
"Somewhere were there ain't men obviously!" she snapped, about to get out of the door.
"A Gay Bar?" Cid yelled after her, earning a loud slam of the door. "Damn brat…"
"Is that all you remembered?" Vincent asked, eyeing Cid curiously. Cid turned towards Vincent, eye brows raised, a wet cigarette hanging from his mouth.
"Yeah, kinda. Although…" Cid drawled, taking out a lighter and attempting to fire up his cigarette. Vincent stared at him, waiting for him to go on.
"Although what?" Vincent asked impatiently after Cid stalled for a few minutes. Cid grinned, waiting for that response.
"I came home alone. You wandered off into the forest and Yuffie stumbled in after ya," Cid said, still attempting to make a fire.
Vincent's face looked contemplative, and then he looked a bit pale.
"Chaos… He…"
"What?"
"I have to go."
And with that, Vincent ran out of his home, leaving a wet and bewildered Cid alone in his home.
"Well… I don't think Vince'd mind me usin' his underwear…" grinned Cid, sashaying towards Vincent's room, fully intent on using his clothing, seeing his were now soaking wet.
Author's Notes: This is a prologue to the next chapter. Just think of it as a… as a prologue. Yeah.
Just setting it up for it and stuff. Inspiration is inspiration, right?
Just gotta go with the flow.
I'll write more tomorrah and stuff.
Adios!