|
|
Disclaimers: I figger I have to add these on my fics once
and a while.. Ahem. I don’t, nor will I ever, own any FF7 characters. If you
think I do.. well, I pity you ^^
Bound To You
by Clara
Something like this was _not_ supposed to happen.
Especially not to Yuffie Kisaragi, ninja extrodinaire.
"I am _not_ handcuffed to a Turk," Yuffie said, almost convincing
herself. "And Cloud, that stupid, idiotic, moronic, mother fu- And Cloud
didn't drop the key down a sewer." Almost convincing.. but not quite.
Leave it to all the ex-Avalanche members to disappear when Yuffie found herself
in a dire situation.
Tears started to run down Marlene's cheeks, her magician hat drooping over her
eyes. "I-I'm sorry Miss Yuffie.. I-I t-t-thought it w-was gunna be a
g-good trick." she managed through her sobs. Each sob, of course, was like
a knife through Yuffie's heart.
She sighed, one of her eyes twitching. Tiredly, she looked down at the
unconscious Turk, a sweatdrop trickling down the side of her head. Barret
hadn't hit him _that_ hard.. "Look, kid. Don't worry about it. It was a
great trick!" She flashed a weak smile at the younger girl. "But next
time, if you want to do a magic trick on me.. please don't handcuff me to
someone you meet on the street." She glanced down at the Turk.
"Please."
Immediately, Marlene brightened. "D'ya really think it was a good trick,
Yuffie? D'ya d'ya?!" She bounced around the rather irate looking ninja.
"Huh huh huh?"
"It was great, wonderful.. yeah yeah, but HOW THE HECK AM I S'PPOSED TA
CHANGE?!" Yuffie wailed, shaking her handcuffed hand.
"That's nuthin' ta worry about!" Marlene beamed proudly.
"Watch!" She ripped off a bit of her sleeve, then dropped it on the
chain connecting the cuffs. Much to Yuffie's amazed eyes, it fell through.
"What the.."
"The man who I bought it from said it was magical!" Marlene said,
still beaming.
"And what was this man's name?"
"Mr. Quincy Pidde."
Barret, being lucky enough to spot the twitch in Yuffie's right eye, swooped up
Marlene. "Baby, I think it's time fer me an' you ta be goin' home."
"But daaaaadddy!"
"Now!"
As the father and daughter disappeared, Yuffie kicked the Turk in the ribs.
"Wake up, ya lazy ass."
He groaned, curling up into a ball. Yuffie sweatdropped a little. Okay, so
maybe she kicked him a little too hard.. But him leaning against her legs and
her being in a rather uncomfortable stooped position was more than enough to
make her want to go home. "Get your ASS UP NOW YOU DAMN TURKEY!"
Yuffie roared into his ear, her voice rising an octave with each word. That was
enough to make the Turk lurch forward, dragging an unfortunate Yuffie with him
and knocking her into his arms. He blinked a few times, wondering how this
rather attractive woman wound up in his arms. An attractive, rather tense
woman.
"Huh?" he asked intelligently.
"You have five seconds to let go of me, Reno," Yuffie said in a voice
much too calm for the situation. The tone of her voice was enough to make him
release her.
"Hey," Reno said, still looking confused. "You were the one who
threw yourself in my arms.." He trailed off.
Yuffie jerked their hands up, giving him a clear view of the handcuffs.
"Remember this?" she growled, doing a mighty fine imitation of a dog,
while Reno did a mighty fine imitation of an albino.
Taking a deep breath, Reno flashed Yuffie a weak smile. "So, my place or
yours?"
*
After arguing for a good half hour about which place they were going to stay
in, in the middle of the streets while being handcuffed (yes, they attracted
some stares), they finally decided they would stay in Reno's place for the
night, at the very least.
As Reno started to punch in the passcode to his apartment, Yuffie thoughtlessly
folded her arms across her chest, in order to retain body heat. Reno paused
from punching in the numbers, eyes wide. He looked at her out of the corner of
his eye, smirking a little when he saw her looking away with a rather ticked
expression.
"Look, babe, I know I'm hot, but couldn't you wait until we're at least in
the apartment?" Reno asked, laughter apparent in his voice.
Yuffie blinked uncomprehendingly, then looked down at her chest.
"PERVERT!" *SLAP!*
"Ow!"
*
So there they were, sitting as far away as they could from each other on the
same couch. Reno was sporting a very beautiful blue and purple bruise on his
cheek, and Yuffie was brooding. Not because she foolishly slapped him when he
unintentionally.. put his hand on her chest, but because his apartment was
_much_ nicer than hers. About ten times nicer. She glanced around, taking in
the silk white curtains, black leather couch, plush pearly carpet, large
screen, surround sound TV (with a VCR), and an expensive looking, whitewashed,
glass center coffee table.
Okay, so make that a hundred times nicer than her apartment.
"I'm sorry for slapping you," she said in a voice clearly stating she
_wasn't_ sorry.
"You're forgiven," he replied in a voice clearly stating that she
_wasn't_ forgiven.
"Wonderful," she answered in a voice sounding a mite nervous.
"I.. ah.. gotta pee.
Reno smacked his forehead, then stood up, dragging her along with him.
"Well, come on. It has to be done some time.."
*
"Close your eyes."
"Oh for heaven's sake!"
"I ain't takin' nothin' off till you close your eyes."
"Fine! Fine! Just hurry up, will ya?!"
"Thank you."
"Can I open my eyes yet?"
"Do and I'll give you another pretty bruise matching the one on your right
cheek."
"Got it."
"..."
"Done yet?"
"Yeah, you can open your eyes."
"Good. Now I gotta.. hey!"
"I need to wash my hands!"
"Couldn't you wait until after I was done?!"
"Ewww! That's just gross!"
"..just wash your hands."
"Thank you."
"All right, can I.."
"Go ahead."
"Then close your eyes."
"It's not like you have anything I want to see."
"JUST DO IT!"
"All right! All right!"
"Okay, you can open your eyes."
"Aren't you going to wash your hands?"
"Yeah, yeah. Move over, willya?"
*
Yuffie let out a long suffering sigh, pulling on a pair of Reno's old sweats
that looked a good size too large for her. Reno was standing to the side, fully
changed into a pair of old, graying sweats and a wife-beater, with his free
hand over his eyes.
"Up," Yuffie ordered, and Reno lifted up his cuffed arm. She slipped
one of his old T-shirts over her head, still amazed that the cloth went right
through the chain. "You can open your eyes now." Reno obliged, then
yawned and stretched, bring Yuffie's hand way over her head. She growled a
little, standing on her tip toes, in a desperate attempt to make her hand be
able to reach his. After a moment, she let out a disgusted snort and yanked his
hand back down to waist level. There were times when she hated being 5'2..
"Where are we gunna sleep?" Yuffie asked, glancing around the
apartment.
"Where else? In here. My bed can fit the two of us.."
Somehow, that just wasn't very comforting.
"Get used to it, Yuf. Until we can figure out how to get these damnable
things off, we're stuck together."
She sighed again, then turned around to look at his bed, yanking his arm with
hers. Reno glared up at the ceiling, wondering how long it would take before he
killed her. He gave it another hour or so.
She yawned, not bothering to cover her mouth, and started to stumble to the
bed. Reno, not knowing what else to do, followed. Without giving it much
thought, they crawled onto the bed.
In really.. _really_ uncomfortable positions.
"I am _not_ going to sleep like this." Yuffie informed him. Reno
sighed, then rolled over so that he was on his back.. and sending Yuffie
sprawling across his chest.
Ignoring her indignant sputters, he ordered, "crawl over me.. we can see
how sleeping on our backs work."
Yuffie obliged, a little too eagerly. Her knee found it's way to his stomach.
"Ouch!"
"Oops!" she chirped a little too cheerfully.
After a few minutes of shifting around, they found a position that was slightly
more comfortable then the last.
"No?"
"No."
"I have an idea.. but you won't like it."
"Try me." Yuffie sighed. She was really.. really tired, and arguing
was not going to help her sleep.
"Well, it required you lying your head on my chest and.."
"You were right the first time."
Reno shrugged as best as he could. "Well, it was just a suggestion. I
guess we'll just have to be uncomfortable.."
Yuffie sighed, then closed her eyes.
"Goodnight, Reno."
"Whatever."
-end chapter one
