Gamerz Fantasy VII

*Author’s Note* Okay…so some of you seem to think that this story here deserves more… So, I’m doing something completely unprecedented… I’m writing a follow-up on a story that, until now, I thought was complete. Feel honored… ^_^ This part will take place sometime after Cloud’s recovery but before they stage the attack on Midgar. The next part’ll take place sometime near the end of the game, in the crater…I think there are Malboros in the crater…*Thinks about it. Realizes he doesn’t care and will put one there anyway* So! Here we go!

Part 3 of 2 (…I feel like Douglas Adams…)

“Hey…uh…Tifa?’ asked Yuffie quietly as the older woman passed her to go to the bathroom. “Can I talk to you?”

“Sure,” said Tifa cheerfully. “Come on. By the look on your face, I’d say you need the toilet just as much as I do.”

“Yeah…” groaned Yuffie she felt her stomach lurch along with the airship. “Still can’t…handle…‘scuse me!” Yuffie ran to the bathroom, holding her hand over her mouth. Tifa just shook her head and sighed as she followed the young ninja.

After she was done, she patiently waited until Yuffie had come out of her own stall and cleaned up at the sink before asking, “What was it you wanted to talk about?” Yuffie blushed a little as she mumbled something so quietly that Tifa couldn’t make it out. Tifa arched an eyebrow. She wasn’t used to the normally bombastic ninja being so timid. Knowing that this must be a sensitive subject, she decided to take the gentle approach. “Hey, Yuffie,” she said gently as she placed her hands on the girl’s shoulders, “I can’t help you if you won’t tell me what the problem is.”

“How do you feel about Cloud?” asked Yuffie quickly. Tifa stopped and looked into Yuffie’s eyes through the mirror. “I mean…I know you love him…but…”

Tifa licked her lips a little before asking, “What brought this on?” She saw the fear in Yuffie’s eyes, but she wasn’t sure what it was fear of.

Yuffie swallowed. “Well…” she stammered, “It’s just that…back at the mountains…when you and I traded out…”

Tifa’s eyes closed as she inwardly cursed. Yuffie had never brought the subject up before and Tifa was sincerely hoping that she had forgotten about it. “You want to know why I was sleeping with Red XIII if I love Cloud…is that it?” she asked, a little more harshly than she had intended as she frowned at Yuffie.

“I’m sorry…” said Yuffie as she trembled under Tifa’s glare. She wanted to leave, to get away from the furious woman, but Tifa was between her and the door and still had her hands on her shoulders. “I’m really sorry!”

Tifa snapped out of it when she realized that Yuffie had started crying. “Oh…No! I’m the one who should be sorry!” she said as she quickly hugged Yuffie. “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you like that! I’m not mad at you.” She let Yuffie go and sighed as she leaned against the sink. “I’m mad at myself for hoping that you would never confront me about that…”

“It’s not ‘confronting’,” said Yuffie quietly, “I’m just curious… I mean…Cloud’s been taking me and Vincent battling for the most part…and I…”

“Yuffie…” said Tifa as a small smile played across her lips, “Are you developing a little crush on Cloud?”

“What?!” shrieked Yuffie as her face turned beet red. “No! No way! No sir!! No how!!!”

Tifa laughed at Yuffie’s reaction, even though she was a little relieved. She knew that Yuffie wouldn’t be real competition for Cloud, but she didn’t want Yuffie to resent her or anything afterwards either. She hung her head down and closed her eyes before sighing. “So what, exactly, did you want to discuss?” she asked.

“Well…do you love Red XIII?” asked Yuffie.

Tifa thought long and hard before she answered. “No…” she said, “Not like that. Not in the way I love Cloud. Red XIII…Nanaki…is a dear friend…but nothing more.”

“Then why…?” asked Yuffie desperately. “Why did you…?”

Tifa shrugged. “Seemed like a good idea at the time…” she said weakly. “Actually, he was quite good. I’d recommend him if you’re not turned off by the fur.”

Yuffie stiffened. “Wutai girls are raised to believe in protecting their virtue until they’re married!” she said stiffly.

Tifa smiled. “Ah ha!” she said, “Now we get to the crux of the problem!” She pointed at Yuffie like she was declaring war and said, “You’re a virgin!”

“S-so what?” asked Yuffie as she blushed again. “I’m saving myself for mister right…you got a problem with that?”

“Not really,” said Tifa, “But you might if you never find him. There’s nothing worse in the world than going through life without experiencing the true joy of a man-made orgasm.” She smiled slyly before adding, “Or maybe you’re looking for a woman-made one instead.” She laughed as Yuffie started stammering and stepping back. “I’m just kidding!” she said. “But seriously Yuffie, I admire your strong convictions about this, but you can’t expect ‘mister right’ to just show up in your life. You’ve got to take chances and experiment…other wise ‘mister right’ could end up being ‘mister boring-as-hell-in-bed’.” She sighed again and leaned back as Yuffie looked like her head was going to explode. She was about to say something when Cid burst into the room and ran into one of the stalls. The two girls stared at the stall for a few seconds before looking back at each other and blinking. Tifa quietly sneaked up to the front door and peeked around it. The sign on it clearly said ‘Women’s Room’. She shrugged and silently motioned for Yuffie to follow her. As soon as they were out of ear shot they started laughing hysterically, both happy for the break in the tension that was going on between them. “Come on back to my room and we can finish talking,” said Tifa with a smile. Yuffie nodded and followed.

When they got to Tifa’s room, Tifa flopped onto her bed while Yuffie looked around. She’d never been in Tifa’s room before. “What’s all that stuff in the corner over there?” she asked.

“Huh?” asked Tifa as she looked where Yuffie was pointing. “Oh that! Yeah, it’s just my training equipment. A girl’s got to keep in shape if she’s gonna help save the world. Besides, I’ve heard that isometrics are good for helping develop the bust.”

Yuffie looked at Tifa’s chest and said, “I don’t really think you need to do anymore then…”

Tifa laughed happily until she caught Yuffie arching her back to thrust her own chest out. “You know what?” asked Tifa. “Sometimes I kinda wish that I had smaller breasts.”

“Really?” asked Yuffie, not sounding convinced.

“Really,” said Tifa seriously. “I attract far too much unwanted attention and besides, unless I have a damn good bra on I suffer from horrific back pain. You have no idea how much strain it is on the back to have to support these melons.”

Yuffie giggled a little. “I didn’t know…” she said, “My breasts are really small…”

“You’re still growing,” said Tifa. “Besides, your breasts are really cute. I’m sure that when you’re 18 you’ll have nice ones that any guy would love to play with.”

Yuffie turned red again before stammering, “All right…stop talking like that!”

“But isn’t that what you really wanted to talk to me about?” asked Tifa as she stood up and walked over to Yuffie. “You wanted to know about love and sex and I’m the only other girl you know and trust enough to talk to…isn’t that right?”

Yuffie kept stepping back until she felt the wall against her back. She fumbled around, hoping against hope that she was leaning on the door, but when she looked back she saw that she had backed up into a corner, effectively trapping herself. “Tifa…I think I should go…” she said quietly.

“Yuffie…calm down…” said Tifa soothingly as she placed her hands on either side of the younger girl’s head. “I’m not going to do anything to hurt you. I just want to ask you a simple question and I want you to give me an honest answer, ok?” Yuffie stared at Tifa before silently nodding her head. “Good…is the person that you’re getting all hot and bothered about Vincent, by any chance?” Yuffie trembled and blushed, her mouth opening but no sound coming out. “That’s enough of an answer for me,” said Tifa as she turned and sat down on the bed. She gestured for Yuffie to join her, gently patting a space on the bed next to her. When Yuffie sat down, Tifa wrapped her arm around Yuffie’s shoulder and asked, “So, what did you want to know?”

“How am I supposed to know…that it’s love?” asked Yuffie quietly. “I mean…for all I know he’s just a really good friend. And besides, what if he doesn’t feel the same way?”

“Whoa!” said Tifa. “One question at a time! In answer to your last question, you have two real options. If he doesn’t have any romantic feelings for you, you can either: Give up on him and find someone else, or keep your unrequited feelings and grow up to be alone and miserable.”

Yuffie balked at Tifa. “What?!” she cried, “B-b-b-but what about the option of trying to win his love?! That’s what happens in all those movies!”

“That’s because they’re movies and have to have happy endings,” said Tifa gently. “This is real life and it’s not always happy and it’s not always fair. Everyone on this ship has things that happened to them that would never have happened to them in a movie. Barret lost his wife and best friend, Red XIII lost his parents and is the last of his kind, Cid lost his chance to go into space when he was young, and I…well…” She lifted up her shirt to revel the scar that ran across her chest from where Sephiroth had slashed her seven years earlier. Yuffie’s eyes widened. She had heard about what happened at Nibelheim but had never seen the scar before. “We’ve all had problems, but we try to make the best of it, right?”

“I guess so…” mumbled Yuffie.

Tifa saw that tears were threatening to fall from Yuffie’s eyes so she hugged the younger girl tightly and said, “Look kiddo, you’re one of the only people on this ship who’s been really honest and open with him. Believe it or not, I’ve seen him crack a smile for a split-second whenever you do something outlandish.”

“But I still don’t know how it feels to be in love!” whined Yuffie. “How do you feel about Cloud?”

“Yuffie…why do you always ask the hardest questions?” asked Tifa. “Being in love isn’t something you can really describe…it’s just something you feel. From what I’ve heard it feels different for everyone, so even if I told you how it feels to me, it might feel completely different for you.”

Yuffie hung her head and sighed. “Dammit,” she muttered. She looked away before suddenly turning back to Tifa and asking, “Have you and Cloud done it yet?”

Tifa spluttered a little at Yuffie’s sudden forwardness before saying, “No…no we haven’t… Why?”

“Wait…you love him but you haven’t…?” asked Yuffie as she tilted her head to the side. “Why not? You were willing to do it with Red XIII and you don’t love him, by your own admission.”

“He hasn’t asked me…” said Tifa quietly.

“But…” started Yuffie but Tifa shut her up with a frown.

“There’s more to it than just sex when you love someone,” she said. “I can be perfectly happy with Cloud just by being in the same room with him…besides, I’m too shy to ask him if he wants to…” She saw that Yuffie was going to say something so she quickly put her hand over her mouth. “Yes, even someone as experienced as me can be shy around the one they love,” she said. “That’s actually the way it feels for me. I can be like this when I’m with you, but whenever he’s around I feel shy and nervous and hopeful. It’s a little disconcerting, but it’s a really nice feeling.”

Yuffie thought about how she felt about Vincent and realized that what Tifa described wasn’t what she felt when she was with him. The one she felt like that in front of was… “Uh…Tifa…?’ she asked softly.

“Yes?” asked Tifa.

“What was it like…when you were with Red XIII?” asked Yuffie.

Tifa’s eyes widened a little as Yuffie clasped her trembling hands together. She arched an eyebrow at Yuffie, checking her expression carefully. “I already told you that he was pretty good,” she said. “Why do you ask?”

“Well…it’s just…” stammered Yuffie before she suddenly shot up and said, “I’ve gotta go!” She didn’t make it two steps before Tifa grabbed her arm and pulled her back. Yuffie let out a small squeak as she reeled back and crashed into Tifa, the two landing in a crumpled heap on the bed.

Tifa recovered first and quickly rolled them over so that she was on top, pinning Yuffie to the bed. “Talk to me, dammit!” she said angrily. “Keeping all of this locked up inside is NOT helping you at all, so I’m not going to let you out of this room until you’ve gotten all of it out in the open. Now tell me why you asked about Red XIII. I’ve never talked to you about what happened and he’s too embarrassed to talk about it, so what the hell happened between you two?!”

“Nothing happened!” cried Yuffie.

“Then what are you getting so worked up over?” asked Tifa.

“Because I saw it!” sobbed Yuffie. “I saw it and it was so big…and I can’t get it out of my mind!” Tifa slowly got off of Yuffie as the young girl continued to cry. “I’d never even seen a guy’s thing before and then, all of a sudden, I’m lying on this bed with him shooting that white stuff all over me!” Tifa winced. She knew that Red XIII had been close, but she had hoped that he would have been able to hold back after she’d disappeared. Yuffie’s lack of vocabulary wasn’t exactly helping either.

Yuffie was curled up into a ball and sobbing loudly, so Tifa laid down next to her and held her. She gently stroked her hair as she calmly hushed her. “You’re going to upset your stomach again if you keep crying like that,” she said quietly. “What happened after he…” She cleared her throat a little, giving Yuffie time to stop crying.

“The white stuff was all sticky,” sniffed Yuffie, “So I pushed him off to go get a shower. He apologized and I tried to play it off…even made a joke about being replaced by Barret or Cid…but as soon as I was out the door I felt like crying, but I held myself together until I got to my room. I ran to the shower, turned it on and curled up in it, letting the water clean me off.” She shuddered as she remembered the feeling of Red XIII’s cum dripping off of her body. “I felt so dirty… Like I had betrayed my heritage.”

“You did nothing of the sort,” said Tifa. “What happened was nothing more than bad luck. It was an accident! You did nothing wrong and I won’t stand to hear you thinking otherwise.”

“Thank you…” said Yuffie softly as she snuggled into Tifa, her sobs quieting and her breathing slowing down until she slowly fell asleep.

“Poor kid…” said Tifa as she ran her fingers through Yuffie’s hair, making the ninja murmur happily. Tifa smiled down at Yuffie before carefully getting up, turning off the lights and getting back into bed. She quietly held Yuffie until she too fell asleep.

Tifa woke up in the middle of the night to see that Yuffie had taken off. She sincerely hoped that the younger girl would be okay before realizing that all of the talk from before had made her horny. “Dammit…” she muttered as she fumbled around on the bed until she managed to kick off her shoes and skirt. She looked down with bleary eyes and could easily see the wet spot at the crotch of her panties, even in the darkness of the room. She grimaced as she touched the wet spot and moaned. She hadn’t had any sex since that Malboro, hadn’t really had any time with being taken prisoner by the Shinra, finding Cloud as a nigh-vegetable and getting the huge materia, so it was no real surprise that she was horny, but what was the catalyst? Was it thinking about sex with Red XIII? No, not him. Thinking of sex with Cloud? A small thrill went through her, but she could tell it still wasn’t the main thought. Yuffie’s unfortunate predicament with Red XIII? She moaned loudly as a huge thrill went through her, and immediately felt guilty about it. “She came baring her soul to me and this is how I repay her?” she muttered to herself, but no matter what she tried to think of, it kept going back to the thought of Yuffie crying out in shock as Red XIII came all over her body. She moaned more loudly as she started rubbing her crotch, unable to hide the fact that the thought of Yuffie and Red XIII going at it turned her on so much. She shoved her other hand under her shirt and bra, groping her breasts as her first hand continued to rub at her crotch.

Yuffie wiped her mouth off again as she staggered back to Tifa’s room. “Stupid motion sickness…” she groaned unhappily. She had planned on heading back to her own room after getting out of the bathroom, but saw that Red XIII was talking to Cait Sith near her door. She just couldn’t look him in the eye right then so she decided to go back to Tifa’s room and pretend that she hadn’t left in the first place. She quietly opened the door and was shocked to hear a loud moan. She quickly stepped into the room and shut the door. She was fumbling for the light switch when she saw some movement and felt something hit her in the face. She struggled with the fabric for a second before realizing that it was Tifa’s shirt…and it still had her bra in it. Her wide eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness and she made out the shape of Tifa writhing on the bed, one hand rubbing her breasts and the other buried in her crotch. She trembled a little, unsure of what to do. Her mind screamed at her to leave quickly and quietly, but another part of her, a part that she was unused to hearing from, was telling her to stay and watch. While her inner struggle was going on, one of her hands slowly traveled down her body and started to stroke her own crotch. The feeling made her gasp, but it was covered by one of Tifa’s moans. Suddenly Tifa arched her back and cried out, moaning loudly and shivering. Yuffie had never seen anything so erotic in her life. Tifa was panting and heaving on the bed, looking like she was about to fall asleep but Yuffie knew that Tifa would notice her if she stuck around any longer. “Gotta get out of here!” she said to herself before turning and running into the door, hitting the light switch as she fell to the floor.

Tifa shot up and looked up in alarm as the lights suddenly came up. Her eyes quickly scanned the room before landing on Yuffie, sitting on the floor and rubbing her head. She noted that the young girl had her shirt and bra clamped tightly in one of her hands. “Yuffie…?” she asked quietly, suddenly wondering if she’d said anything incriminating.

“Sorry…I’m sorry…” stammered Yuffie as she tried to get up with some modicum of dignity and failing miserably at it. “I shouldn’t have come back here! I’m sorry!” She reached for the door before remembering why she didn’t go back to her own room in the first place. “Oh god dammit…” she whimpered as she stood in front of the door and hung her head.

Tifa, very surprised at the fact that Yuffie was still in her room given the embarrassing situation, looked at her with concern. “What’s wrong?” she asked, “I figured you’d just gone back to your room…otherwise I wouldn’t have done…this…” She blushed as Yuffie turned around and looked at her. “Uh…can I have my shirt back?”

“First…um…” muttered Yuffie before mumbling something so quickly that Tifa couldn’t catch half of the words.

“Uh…what?” asked Tifa.

Yuffie looked away and blushed as she mumbled, “What were you thinking about? You know…when you were doing…it…” If Tifa’s face hadn’t already been flushed with embarrassment, she would have turned bright red at Yuffie’s question. Yuffie caught Tifa’s guilty look and frowned. She swallowed before asking, “Tifa…were you thinking…?”

“Yuffie…” said Tifa quietly as she looked away, “I’m sorry.” Yuffie trembled before collapsing to the ground. Tifa rushed over but hesitated before reaching down to help her up. “I’m really sorry…” said Tifa, “I couldn’t help it. After what we talked about…it just happened that way…” She fumbled for words for a few more minutes before giving up and sitting on the bed. “If you hate me for this, I won’t blame you…”

“I don’t hate you,” said Yuffie quietly as she handed Tifa her shirt. “Actually, I’m kind of flattered that someone as beautiful as you would think of me like that…” She blushed a little before looking away and saying, “Why don’t we just go back to bed and forget about this?”

Tifa smiled gratefully at Yuffie. “Thank you…” she said. The two still looked a little uncomfortable but they somehow managed to get into the small bed and face away from each other without touching at all. The two listened to each other breathing before slowly falling back asleep.

Yuffie woke up and took stock of her current predicament. Tifa, who obviously hadn’t put her bra back on, was hugging Yuffie tightly from behind, nuzzling her neck and grinding her hips into her butt. She even had one of her legs draped over Yuffie’s waist. “Tifa…” she hissed, “What are you doing?”

“Mmmm…Cloud…” mumbled Tifa, apparently still asleep.

“You’ve got to be kidding me…” sighed Yuffie. She tried to wriggle out of Tifa’s grasp, but it only made Tifa giggle.

“Mmmm…you wanna play, huh?” mumbled Tifa playfully. She pulled Yuffie in tighter before rolling the stunned girl onto her back.

“Tifa…wake MMPH!!!” whispered Yuffie before Tifa’s lips connected with hers. Her eyes widened as she saw Tifa’s cheeks redden as they kissed, Tifa’s hand holding her head, making sure she couldn’t get away. “Tifa…” she moaned as she felt her own cheeks getting warm.

“Oh Cloud…” moaned Tifa as her hand traveled down Yuffie’s body before digging into her shorts, “You’re so big and hard and…what the…?” Tifa’s hand groped and probed at Yuffie’s crotch for a few seconds before her eyes shot open and she looked at Yuffie in horror. Yuffie’s eyes were closed and she was gasping in pleasure at the feeling of Tifa’s fingers twitching over her pussy. “Yuffie…?” she asked quietly, afraid that she’d lost the girl’s trust and friendship completely.

“Don’t stop…” moaned Yuffie.

“But I…” stammered Tifa.

“Don’t stop!” cried Yuffie before pressing her lips against Tifa’s. Tifa was shocked. She wasn’t able to figure out who was taking advantage of who anymore, but she didn’t care. She pulled Yuffie in and opened her mouth, running her tongue over the other girl’s lips while continuing to gently rub and stroke her mound. Yuffie moaned loudly, giving Tifa the chance to dart her tongue into her mouth. Yuffie’s eyes opened in alarm for a second before closing again. Tifa smiled inwardly as she gently pried Yuffie’s lower lips open and pushed a finger into her, slightly surprised to note that Yuffie’s hymen was gone. Yuffie writhed and moaned under Tifa’s ministrations, feeling a strange tightness in her stomach. Her body started twitching spastically as Tifa leaned back and watched the girl have a tremendous orgasm. Yuffie cried and screamed as she ground her hips into Tifa’s hand again and again. Her entire being was centered on the enormous amounts of pleasure that were coursing through her, culminating in a huge jolt that had her arching her back and screaming at the top of her lungs. As she felt the feeling slowly dissipate, she collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily. Sweat covered her body and she felt like she had no energy left, but it felt good. “Was that one of those ‘woman-made orgasms’ you were talking about?” she panted.

Tifa chuckled a little. “Yeah,” she said as she laid down next to Yuffie and gently stroked her hair. “Are you okay?”

“Better than okay,” moaned Yuffie as she snuggled into Tifa’s chest. “That was so incredible. I never knew that letting someone touch you would feel so extreme.”

“That’s the general idea of sex,” said Tifa with a smile.

Yuffie giggled before licking her lips and asking, “Do you want me to do that to you?”

“Tempting, but no,” said Tifa softly. Her gentle stroking of Yuffie’s hair was soothing Yuffie’s tired body and lulling the girl to sleep. “You’re far too tired and we both need to get some sleep.”

“Can we try this again tomorrow night then?” mumbled Yuffie as she curled up into Tifa and nodded off.

“Tomorrow night, huh?” asked Tifa as she looked around. “Thank God this room is so far from the others. Damn, this girl is loud.” She looked at Yuffie, who had a contented smile on her face and merely sighed and fell asleep herself.

The next day was pretty chaotic. Bugenhagen dragged them all back to the city of the ancients where they found something that required some sort of item to get working. Bugenhagen said that it was in a place that even light couldn’t reach, so Cloud, Vincent and Red XIII boarded the sub and headed out. Tifa was manning the com on the Highwind when they radioed in, in a bit of a panic, that they’d encountered a huge green monster that had horrifically damaged the sub. Apparently, they’d barely managed to limp away with their lives intact, so they were heading back to the Highwind and planning on trying again as soon as the sub was fixed. She relayed the information to everyone else, noting the excited gleam in the eyes of Cid and his crew of mechanics. She spent the rest of the day tending to Cloud’s and Red XIII’s wounds. She tried to help Vincent as well, but Yuffie stepped in and said that she would do it. Vincent and Tifa exchanged glances, before Vincent shrugged and let Yuffie help him. Tifa couldn’t help but giggle as Vincent left for his room, looking more like a mummy than anything else. Yuffie looked slightly crestfallen but perked up when Tifa put her hand on her shoulder and smiled at her. “He may not have said anything, but I think he appreciated your help,” said Tifa before looking back at Cloud and Red XIII. “I’m gonna pack it in for the night guys!”

“Okay, night Tif,” said Cloud as he rotated his arm, wincing slightly.

“Thank you, again, for your help,” said Red XIII as he looked up from the bed he was laying on.

“Are you gonna be okay?” asked Yuffie quietly. His injuries had been the most extensive and he was going to spend the night in the infirmary. “I could stay with you…you know…keep you company.”

Red XIII smiled. “Thank you, but no,” he said kindly. “I believe I need more rest than your boundless energy would allow.”

Yuffie blushed but smiled a little. “O-okay…” she said, “See you tomorrow then…”

“Indeed,” said Red XIII, “Sleep well.”

Yuffie dashed out of the room as Tifa raised an eyebrow at what just happened. Cloud seemed perfectly oblivious, so she decided not to talk to Red XIII about it just then. She gave Cloud a friendly hug, desperately wishing he would ask for more, and headed out herself, literally running into Yuffie who was leaning against the door. Tifa giggled as she reached down and helped Yuffie up. “What was that all about?” she asked.

“What was all what about?” asked Yuffie, “I was waiting for you, but apparently wasn’t thinking and leaned against the door…”

“I mean, what was all that about with Red XIII?” asked Tifa. Yuffie looked slightly frightened and looked around. “Do you want to talk in private?” asked Tifa.

“Yeah!” said Yuffie as she grabbed Tifa’s wrist and dragged her to her room.

“Hey!” said Tifa, “You’re the one leading this time! We should go to your room.” Yuffie stopped before opening the door and looked back at her, trying to gauge if she was being serious or not. Tifa smiled making Yuffie sigh with relief and open the door. “So, are you going to tell me why you seem to be crushing on both Red XIII and Vincent at the same time?” asked Tifa as she sat on her bed.

“I’m trying to figure out what my feelings are…” said Yuffie quietly. “I really like Vincent…I know I do, but there’s something about Red XIII that’s drawing me to him…and it’s drawing me to him so much that I’m trying to avoid him as much as possible.”

“Oh dear…” said Tifa, “You really are crushing on them both…aren’t you?” Yuffie hung her head as she leaned on the door. “That’s what you were really thinking about when you were waiting for me, wasn’t it? You’ve realized you have feelings for Red XIII too and aren’t sure what to do, or even why you have those feelings.”

“What are you…psychic?” mumbled Yuffie.

“Nah…but I have an idea of what you’re going through,” said Tifa. “Aeris confided in me that she was still in love with her old boyfriend and that she wasn’t entirely sure why she liked Cloud at the same time.” She looked down at her shoes and balled her hands into fists. “At the time, I gave her all the advice I could…trying to be helpful…but I wanted her dead for having someone and trying to take Cloud away at the same time. How could I have been so petty and stupid?”

“Tifa…it’s okay…” said Yuffie as she knelt in front of Tifa.

Tifa wasn’t having it. “No, it’s not okay!” she shouted. “That girl was nothing but kind to me during the entire time I knew her, and I hated her because of petty jealousy! How is that ‘okay’?!”

“Because…because…It just is, dammit!” shouted Yuffie. Tifa blinked at Yuffie for a few seconds before starting to laugh. “Shut up!” snapped Yuffie, “I’m not good with words!”

“I noticed…” chuckled Tifa. “It’s rather cute, actually.” She sighed and shook her head. “And here I thought that I’d put those feelings to rest…but guilt just doesn’t go away, does it?”

“Should I go and leave you alone?” asked Yuffie.

“No, please don’t,” said Tifa with a hint of desperation in her voice. “I don’t like being alone when I’m feeling down. Please stay.” Yuffie smiled and sat down next to Tifa. The two stared straight ahead for what felt like hours before Tifa closed her eyes and leaned her head on Yuffie’s shoulder. “Thank you…” she said.

“Why?” asked Yuffie, “I really haven’t done anything.”

“Just you being here is enough to give some comfort,” sighed Tifa. She kissed Yuffie’s cheek, amused to see that the younger girl blushed at her actions.

“Hey…Tifa…?” asked Yuffie timidly. “There’s something I wanted to ask you last night…”

“Here it comes…” thought Tifa before asking, “What is it?”

“Um…what does it feel like to have…you know…a man’s thing inside you?” asked Yuffie.

“Where the hell did that come from?” asked Tifa.

“Well…I mean, having your finger in me was nice and all,” mumbled Yuffie, “But Red XIII’s thing was so much bigger. I don’t even know how that would fit in a person.”

“Okay…first of all, don’t go comparing Red XIII’s cock to a normal human’s,” said Tifa noting Yuffie wincing at the word cock. “No human could ever compare to it and you’ll only end up being disappointed in the end. Secondly, speaking of my fingers being inside you, I thought you were a virgin!”

“I am!” said Yuffie defiantly.

“Then what happened to your hymen?” asked Tifa.

“Oh, come on!” said Yuffie, “I’m a ninja! You think I can practice all the psycho acrobatic stuff I do and train to ride chocobos and keep that thing intact? You’re out of your mind! My hymen broke back when I was thirteen…didn’t know why I was in such pain at the time… Now, are you going to answer my question or not?”

“There’s not really all that much that I can do to describe it,” said Tifa. “Think of a long, thick finger with a tapered head.” She looked at Yuffie who looked confused. “It’s not really all that easy to describe something to someone who’s never felt anything like it before,” she sighed. “Look, the only real way you’ll ever know what it feels like is to go do it…not that I’m suggesting that you go out and seduce someone right this second!”

“Don’t you have…I dunno…a toy or something that I could borrow?” asked Yuffie.

Tifa flopped onto her back as she slapped her hand to her forehead. “What is with you?” she asked, “What happened to your being proud of tradition in retaining your chastity until marriage?”

“As long as I’m not having sex with a guy, it should be okay…” said Yuffie weakly.

“You know, there are a lot of lesbians out there who would disagree with that opinion…” said Tifa blankly. “In fact, I would say that you lost your virginity as soon as you came by my hand.”

“Great…” mumbled Yuffie as she flopped down next to Tifa. “There goes years of tradition and honor…”

“Oh, knock it off…” said Tifa. “You’re still a virgin in most respects and considering a few of the things you’ve pulled on us, don’t go pulling that whole ‘honor’ bit.”

Yuffie opened her mouth to snap at Tifa but then looked at her and saw that she was laughing. “Ha ha, very funny…” she said sarcastically before sighing heavily. “What am I gonna do?” she asked.

“About the two guys or about your chastity?” asked Tifa.

“Fuck the chastity,” said Yuffie. “I want to know what I should do about the two guys… If I really love them both…what do I do?”

“Just give it some time,” said Tifa. “Eventually, you’ll get it all worked out and you’ll figure out which one is right for you.”

“And until then?” asked Yuffie.

“Live with the crippling torment of unrequited love!” said Tifa perkily.

“I hate you…” grumbled Yuffie.

“No you don’t,” said Tifa.

“Why not?” asked Yuffie.

“Because, if you did, we couldn’t do this anymore…” said Tifa as she slowly rolled over onto Yuffie and kissed her.

“That’s fair…” squeaked Yuffie. Tifa slowly got up and went to the door, turned to face Yuffie and smiled before turning off the light.

To Be Concluded…

(Okay, so I kind of crapped out on this one…but, well, the sex between Tifa and Yuffie really wasn’t the main focus, merely a way of getting from the end of part 2 to the beginning of part 4. Trust me…it’ll all make sense in the long run…)

Part 4 of (the increasingly inaccurately named) 2

Tifa was practically glowing when Yuffie leapt down from the roof of the Highwind and started shouting at everyone for being insensitive. She took note of it, but didn’t mention it, merely ran back to her spot next to the bathroom as the airship took off for the final battle at the crater. There was no real time for the two to get some time alone so that Yuffie could ask Tifa what was going on until they were a little way down into the crater. “The path splits in two here…” said Cloud. “What should we do?”

“I think it should be pretty obvious,” said Tifa. “We should split up here. I’m taking Yuffie!”

“Okay…who else?” asked Cloud.

“What do you mean who else?” asked Tifa innocently as she grabbed Yuffie’s arm and the two dashed down one of the paths, leaving Cloud and the others staring after them with their mouths agape.

“Uh…” said Cloud.

“I’ll go after them…” said Vincent calmly as he dashed after the two girls.

“I’ll go as well,” said Red XIII. “This way we split our forces evenly. Take care of yourselves…” He quickly dashed away, catching up to Vincent.

“Don’t wait for me,” said Vincent. “Get to the others…”

“Fine, I’ll tell them to wait for you,” said Red XIII as he dashed away. Vincent eventually caught up with the three. Tifa and Yuffie looked slightly upset at the fact that Red XIII and Vincent had followed them, but they didn’t say anything about it. “Why did you two run off like that?” asked Red XIII sternly. “You know we should stick together down here.”

“We had stuff to talk about…” said Yuffie. “Stuff that’s definitely not for your ears!”

“There’s no time for that…” said Vincent gruffly.

“He’s right…” said Red XIII, “You two can talk after we’ve saved the planet.” Tifa waited until he turned away before sticking her tongue out, causing Yuffie to slap her hand over her mouth to stifle her giggling.

The four walked down a long, corkscrew path, Vincent and Red XIII in the lead and Tifa and Yuffie walking a few feet behind them talking quietly. “You and Cloud finally did it?!” hissed Yuffie excitedly.

“Why do you have to put it like that?” muttered Tifa before grinning excitedly. “But yes…we finally did it!”

“Was it everything you’d hoped for?” asked Yuffie.

“Well, he was a little clumsy and very nervous, but I loved every second of it,” sighed Tifa dreamily. She looked at the smile on Yuffie’s face and looked pointedly at the two guys walking ahead of them. “So,” she said casually, “Have you made your decision about your own little problem?”

“Not really…” mumbled Yuffie as she looked at the guys too. “It’s just so confusing… My stomach pulls in knots whenever Red XIII’s around, but Vincent makes my head buzz.”

“Wow…you must be a real mess right now,” said Tifa.

“That’s the understatement of the year,” groaned Yuffie as she hung her head before tossing her shuriken out to her left, tearing the wing off of an allemange. Vincent and Red XIII whirled around as the thing shrieked and crashed to the ground. Tifa quickly finished it off and Yuffie retrieved her weapon. “Dammit…” she muttered, “My aim’s off… I’ve got to get this nonsense sorted out.” She frowned as she pushed past Red XIII and Vincent and pressed ahead.

“What’s her problem?” asked Vincent.

“She’s just a confused young girl who’s growing up…” sighed Tifa. “It wasn’t all that long ago that I was like that too. Just be glad you didn’t know me then…I was a bit of a bitch.” She bit her lip before saying, “Why don’t the two of you go on ahead. I REALLY need to talk to her right now.”

“I’m not sure that’s such a good idea…” said Red XIII before seeing the look in Tifa’s eyes. He winced under her slightly accusatory glare before shaking his head and saying, “Fine…come on Vincent…” Vincent narrowed his eyes, but merely shrugged and followed Red XIII.

Tifa ran after Yuffie, following the path of dead monsters until she finally caught up with the younger girl. She caught up with Yuffie as she was squaring off against a pair of magic pots. Tifa tossed a few elixirs their way before the two knocked them out. “Thanks,” huffed Yuffie, “I didn’t have any of those on me…”

“Here,” said Tifa as she handed a few elixirs to Yuffie. “Hold onto these in case you feel like stupidly running off on your own again.”

Yuffie winced at Tifa’s angry tone but knew she deserved it and didn’t snap back at her. “Sorry about that, but I really needed to get away from them…” she muttered.

“I know,” sighed Tifa as she folded her arms over her chest and leaned back against a rock. “Look, I don’t want to tell you how to live your life or anything, but maybe the best thing for you would be to stay away from them until you’ve made up your mind. The way you seem to be physically reacting to them both is unhealthy.”

“I know…” sighed Yuffie as she turned around and faced Tifa, “It’s just that--!” She stopped talking and gaped at what Tifa was leaning on.

“See, the thing is…” started Tifa before noticing the look on Yuffie’s face. She silently closed her eyes and reached back, suddenly noticing how soft and squishy the rock that she was leaning on really was. She licked her lips before pursing them and nodding. “This ain’t a rock…is it?” she asked, nodding again when Yuffie silently shook her head. Tifa took a small step forward before turning and looking up at the slate gray monstrosity that towered over the two girls.

“What the hell is that?!” cried Yuffie. “It looks like a Malboro, but…”

“It’s a Great Malboro,” said Tifa firmly, her Sense materia glowing brightly. She quickly got in between the monster and Yuffie, knowing that the two of them had no real chance at defeating the creature on their own. Not in the traditional sense anyway, and she wasn’t about to get Yuffie involved in the non-traditional way. “Yuffie…” she said, “Get out of here. Find Red and Vincent! I’ll hold it off!”

“What?!” cried Yuffie. “I can still fight!”

“The only reason this thing hasn’t attacked us yet is that we’re still talking!” hissed Tifa as she grabbed Yuffie by the lapels. “It thinks this is a cut scene! Get out of here before it breathes on us! I’ve got a ribbon! You don’t!” She pushed Yuffie away and pointed in the direction that the others would be.

Yuffie looked like she was going to argue again before silently cursing and dashing away. As soon as she was out of sight, she heard Tifa coughing horrifically. “I can’t just leave her to fight that thing by herself…” she muttered as she turned and snuck around, hoping to catch the monster by surprise. She was about to leap out and attack when she heard something she didn’t expect. She heard giggling. She slowly peeked her head out from behind the rock she was hiding behind and her eyes went wide. Tifa had shucked off her skirt and rolled her shirt up so that it wasn’t covering her breasts anymore. She had a small word balloon coming out of her head with a heart in it and was making kissy faces at the monster. “What the hell?!” she muttered.

Tifa was desperately hoping that this malboro was as horny as the last one, because if it wasn’t, she was in for a world of hurt. She silently prayed that Yuffie would be quick in finding Red XIII and Vincent as she smiled and ripped her bra off. “Oops!” she giggled. “Is this what you wanted to see, big boy?” She grinned as the Malboro snaked some tendrils out and ran them over her breasts. “I’ll take that as a yes!” she said, noticing that this one wasn’t as shy as that last one had been. The tendrils started swarming all over her body, before slowly snaking up to her head, but she stopped them saying, “You can do anything to me, but leave my hair alone, please.” The Malboro seemed to comply but before long she felt a tendril grab the wire that was holding her fake charm balloon. What?! NO!” she cried as the word balloon was torn away and tendrils grabbed her up and pulled the rest of her clothes from her body. She started to struggle futily before she saw the monster pull something from…wherever it is that monsters hide their items…and hold it in front of her. It was a small pair of white cotton panties. They were hers. Tifa looked up at the Great Malboro in shock and asked, “You?!”

He grinned. She remembered him. After the most thrilling day of his life, his home was destroyed and almost all of his kind died. He still didn’t know what had happened, but since then, truly dangerous creatures had started showing up, forcing him to defend himself. It’s no real surprise that he leveled up enough to get a class change. And she actually cared about him. Maybe she would live with him now.

“I thought you died when Sephiroth woke up…” whispered Tifa as she started crying. The Great Malboro gently wiped away her tears with a tendril before running the rest over her body, making her moan happily. “I’ve thought about you a lot…” said Tifa shyly, “But, I’m involved with someone now. I won’t be able to stay with you…and we can’t do this again.” She smiled a little at his downcast expression. “How about I give you a nice last hurrah?”

“What is going on?!” hissed Yuffie. She had been about to jump out and attack when Tifa was screaming, but then she was suddenly okay with having sex with a monster. She was still trying to wrap her mind around it when something from before popped into her head. When the group had met up, right before Sephiroth had woken up, Tifa, Vincent and Cloud had all looked really embarrassed and couldn’t look each other in the eye… Cait Sith had asked what the matter was and all they would say was they ran into a Malboro and it had made them look like idiots. Was this what they meant? That Tifa had sex with a Malboro while the other two… “What the hell were Cloud and Vincent doing?!” she hissed.

“Look,” said Tifa, “We can’t be long. Yuffie’s going to go get help. We’ve got to do this and be done before she gets back. I can’t fake being charmed in front of Vincent again.”

He wasn’t happy. He was never going to see her again and she was being so blasé about it. He rumbled angrily at her as he ripped her ribbon off. He would make her his for real now.

“What?!” cried Tifa as she suddenly realized that she was in real danger. “What are you doing?! You don’t have to do that! I’ll do whatever you want! OW! Stop it! Let me go!!!”

He rumbled a little at her fright as he tugged at her limbs and roughly squeezed her breasts. He would make her beg for him and then he would take her in a way that broke her mind. She would be his from this day forward. He hissed loudly before roaring in pain as the tendrils that held the girl were severed.

“Tifa! Run!” screamed Yuffie as she caught her shuriken and faced off against the monster.

“No! Yuffie! You don’t know what this thing is!” cried Tifa as she slowly got to her feet. “You can’t take this thing on by yourself!”

“I don’t plan on it,” said Yuffie as she raced to Tifa and threw down a smoke grenade before wrapping Tifa’s arm over her shoulder and helping her limp away.

He looked around and easily spotted the two girls trying to get away. He grinned as he watched them hide behind a rock, apparently thinking that they’d given him the slip. He looked down at the tendrils that had been injured and grunted a little as they quickly healed. He would make them both his…after the smaller one paid for harming him.

Tifa and Yuffie held their breath until they heard the sounds of the Great Malboro squirming away. As soon as the cave was silent around them they both let out large breaths. “What the hell is the matter with you?!” demanded Tifa. “I told you to go get Vincent and Red XIII!”

“As if I could even talk to either of them right now!” snapped Yuffie, “And by the way, what the hell were you doing, giggling like a little school girl around that monster?! What the hell happened with that Malboro back at the crater?! What’s the matter?! Was Red XIII not enough for you?!”

“I was replacing you before I was finished!” hissed Tifa. “Why do you think he was cumming all over you?! You would have done the same thing in my position!”

“I highly doubt that!” growled Yuffie. The two girls glared at each other for a few minutes before Tifa couldn’t help but start laughing. “What’s so funny?!” asked Yuffie.

“The whole situation,” said Tifa as she sighed and leaned back against the rock. “That Malboro is the same one that I had a bit of fun with back then. He seemed to remember me, but then just started going crazy. I wonder what happened.”

“If you ask me, he didn’t really take to the way that you just brushed him off,” said Yuffie making Tifa frown. “He started getting rough after you basically said that he was a fun fuck, but that was it.”

“What are you accusing me of?” asked Tifa angrily.

“That you didn’t take his feelings into account!” said Yuffie. “Monsters have them too, you know!”

“I know that, but…” started Tifa before gritting her teeth. “Oh dammit!”

“What?” asked Yuffie.

“Something that I said when we were together last time,” said Tifa. “I said he was the best lover I’d ever had. In the purely physical sense, that’s still true, but…”

“But, he got his hopes up when he saw you again…” continued Yuffie.

“And I dashed them to pieces when I said that I was with someone else now!” groaned Tifa. “I’ve got to do something to make it up to him!”

“Okay…fine,” said Yuffie, “But how are you gonna do that? If he sees you again, he’s gonna attack you.”

“I’m not really…” started Tifa before stopping when they both heard something taking a huge breath. “Oh shit! Run!” cried Tifa a little too late as a huge cloud of foul smelling breath flooded into the small area that they were huddling.

After a horrific bout of coughing, Yuffie opened her eyes to see that she couldn’t see. “Hell!” she grumbled. “Tifa! Are you okay?!”

Tifa couldn’t answer…or move anything other than her eyes, which were staring up at Yuffie and the Great Malboro that was looming over the two. She desperately wanted to tell Yuffie to leave, but there was no way her body would allow her to do anything of the sort, not until she’d been healed at any rate.

Yuffie was still calling ineffectually for Tifa when she felt slimy tendrils start to wrap around her. She quickly started swinging wildly with her shuriken, slicing the offending limbs to pieces as soon as they touched her, but there were just too many and before long they had her completely ensnared and forced her to drop her weapon. “Shit! Shit! Shit! TIFA!!!” screamed Yuffie as she felt the tendrils easily holding her in place before tearing her clothes from her body. She started crying as her bra and panties were brutally ripped from her body and the first slimy tendrils started rubbing along her skin.

A single tear slid down Tifa’s cheek as the Great Malboro grabbed her and propped her up against the boulder so that she had a perfect view of Yuffie’s molestation.

Yuffie struggled futily against the rubbery tendrils as they continued to writhe over her body, slapping her butt and gripping her breasts roughly. “Tifa! Where are you?!” she cried.

“I’m right here, but can’t do anything,” thought Tifa as she continued to mentally struggle against her paralysis. “If I could just activate my Heal Materia, then I could do something…”

The Great Malboro sneered as he watched Tifa’s eyes trying to move somewhere where she couldn’t see what was happening to Yuffie, but he would always move her so that she was right in the center of Tifa’s gaze. He enjoyed hearing Yuffie’s screams of terror as he ran a tendril back and forth over her defenseless pussy lips, waiting to see if she would succumb to his seduction, or fight to the bitter end. Either way, it would be very pleasant.

“Stop that!” cried Yuffie desperately as the tendril drew back and forth, smoothly, over her pussy, sending unwanted thrills to shoot through her. She blushed with embarrassment as she felt herself get wet down there. “Don’t touch me there! Tifa! Help!”

He watched her carefully, and grinned as he saw her cheeks start to redden with unwanted arousal even as she cried for help. He knew he had her now and went in for the kill. The tendril that had been moving along her lips suddenly pushed into her, not giving her any time to get used to the feeling before swirling around inside of her. Her scream of pain was enough to even make him wince a little, but he was set on his task and wouldn’t change it now.

“RED!!! VINCENT!!! ANYONE!!!” screamed Yuffie between desperate sobs as her pussy was ravaged by the tendril. “Stop this…please…” she eventually whimpered as she hung her head, her voice all but gone. “I can’t take it…stop…I’m begging you…” She continued to sob until she felt the tendril slowly pull from her with a wet slurping sound. She panted and sobbed heavily as she blushed at all of the fluids that were flowing down her legs. “I’m sorry for hurting you…” she sobbed, “Please…let me go…” She continued to plead until the tendril that was just inside of her stuffed itself into her mouth. She cried out and tried to bite down on the tendril but it showed no sign of pain at all.

“Yuffie…” thought Tifa painfully as she was forced to watch her friend being degraded. Her eyes quickly turned away as another tendril shoved it’s way into Yuffie’s battered pussy, moving in and out and writhing around furiously. Yuffie’s muffled screams hurt Tifa more than anything that the Great Malboro could have done to her. She could tell that it was enjoying both of their torment, and desperately hated it for it. She was still trying to get her muscles to work with her when she noticed something that she really had hoped the Great Malboro wouldn’t do. The tendrils in the center of it’s body slowly slithered aside and a large tentacle with a cock on the end emerged and squirmed it’s way to Yuffie. “No!” she thought furiously. “She’s still a virgin!!!”

He watched as Tifa’s body started vibrating at the sight of one of it’s cocks. He grinned. She knew what he was planning and was trying desperately to stop him. That made it all the more enjoyable. She was going to learn exactly what happens to those that betray a Great Malboro.

The tendrils pulled out of Yuffie quickly, leaving her to cough and pant. “What…now…?” she asked between violent bouts of coughing and trying desperately to keep her lunch down. “You gonna…rape me now? Is that it?! You gonna prove to yourself…that you can…rape a helpless girl…who’s never done a thing to you, just so you can…stick it to a woman…who never said she loved you to begin with?!”

“Yuffie…no…” thought Tifa. “Don’t bait him!”

“Does that show you…how big and strong you are?” gasped Yuffie as a tendril quickly wrapped around her throat, constricting until she couldn’t get a breath.

How dare she say those things?! He was in the right for doing what he was doing. He was about to snap her neck when he suddenly released her throat, leaving her to cough and gasp for air. If she was going to run her mouth, he would make sure it was being used to his benefit. He shoved the cock that was already out into her mouth and forced her to suck on it before bringing out another cock and rubbing it against her pussy lips. He watched as she froze, still being unable to see, she hadn’t even noticed the cock until it was right against her freshly violated pussy. And now he would take her as his own. He quickly pulled the tentacle from her mouth at the same time that he rammed the other one into her pussy, allowing her horrific scream to reverberate around the cave.

Tifa’s body shivered again as Yuffie’s scream continued to bounce around the cave, slowly changing to small grunts as the Great Malboro started to fuck the young ninja. “Nanaki and Vincent have to have heard that one,” she thought. “Please get here soon guys.”

“Hel…p…me…” whimpered Yuffie pathetically right before the tentacle pressed up against her mouth. She didn’t even try to fight it anymore as she slowly opened her mouth, letting the tentacle enter. She closed her eyes and cried as she started to lick and suck the offending tentacle.

Now was the time. He brought out a small bottle of eye drops that he just so happened to have on him at the time (hooray for the ridiculous plot device!) and gently splashed two drops in Yuffie’s eyes, clearing away the dark clouds in front of her face.

Yuffie’s eyes shot open when she felt the soothing drops hit her eyelids. She quickly looked around and saw Tifa staring straight at her as she was raped. “Why isn’t she doing anything?!” she thought, her mind not taking into account the fact that Tifa wasn’t moving at all. “Why won’t she help me?” She started to sob and scream again which only had the effect to stimulating the cock in her mouth which quickly came, flooding her mouth. The tentacle pulled out and shot most of it’s cum all over her face while she spat out the rest. “Tifa…” she sobbed, “Help me…please! Why are you just sitting there?!” If she had more to say, it was cut off as another tentacle quickly shoved it’s way into her mouth.

“That bastard…” thought Tifa furiously. “Even if we get away now, Yuffie will never trust me again. Not if I can’t explain this…”

Yuffie continued to watch Tifa watching her, trying to understand why Tifa would betray her like this. “Did she do this…was everything that happened since I talked to her about Red XIII all leading up to this?” she thought, her mind reaching for anything that would make sense. “She used me! But why?!” Her thinking was cut off as the cock in her pussy started ramming faster and harder into her, making her scream in unwanted lust as she came, clamping her muscles down on the cock inside of her. The tentacle slammed all the way into her, it’s tip against her cervix, before it started pulsing as it’s cum shot it’s way into her womb, making her cum again. The Great Malboro held it’s cock against her cervix tightly as it pumped every last drop of it’s semen directly into her womb. Something in Yuffie snapped at the act, and she stopped struggling, stopped fighting, stopped doing anything. She hung limply in the tendrils that held her and only let out a soft groan as the cock pulled out of her and was quickly replaced by another one. Whenever a cock came in her mouth, she would swallow until it pulled out and then just let the rest flow from her slack jaw. She would merely groan and shudder when a tentacle came inside of her, moaning lightly as it pulled out and grunting erotically as a new one took it’s place. She didn’t even fight when a tentacle started prodding her ass. But that one didn’t get very far because as soon as it started to push inside, it was shot off.

“Yuffie!” shouted Red XIII as he leapt towards her, tearing the tentacles from her body and carrying her away.

“Is she alright?” asked Vincent smoothly as Red XIII padded up to him.

“No…” said Red XIII after laying Yuffie down and noticing the dead look in her eyes, “No, she’s not.”

“Well then…” was all Vincent said as he dropped his gun and grabbed his head, doubling over in pain. He quickly threw his head back and roared at the top of his lungs as a burst of bright light engulfed him. When Red XIII could see again, there was a winged devil floating in the air. The creature looked down at Yuffie, taking note of her disheveled looks and the semen slowly flowing out of her before rearing on the Great Malboro and roaring again.

“If it must be this way…” muttered Red XIII as he looked at Yuffie as well, narrowing his eyes in anger. “Let’s go.” The two rushed towards the Great Malboro, Vincent slashing the air with his claws, rending gashes in the creature’s flesh, and Red XIII casting high level magic spells. “For what you’ve done…” he said calmly, “There can be no forgiveness!” he roared as a huge ball of fire came down from the heavens and exploded, frying the Great Malboro. “Still alive…?” he panted.

What was going on? He was only teaching them a lesson. He wasn’t wrong. It was all that girl’s fault! He quickly turned his attention to Tifa and charged at her.

“Oh…no…” hissed Vincent as a huge skull slowly emerged under the Great Malboro, stopping it in it’s tracks, and roared before opening it’s mouth and swallowing the monster whole. It grinned as it slowly disappeared. “Suffer in eternal torment…” was all Vincent said before reverting back to his original form and collapsing to the ground, panting heavily.

“You okay?” asked Red XIII.

“Yeah…” groaned Vincent. “It’s just…hard to control…my anger at times… Is Tifa okay?”

“I’m fine now…” said Tifa as she got up and ran to Yuffie, Red XIII’s Heal Materia still glowing in his paw. “She was blinded by that thing and…and it…” She collapsed into sobs as she cradled Yuffie’s head in her lap.

Vincent quickly snapped out his PDA and called Cloud. “We’re heading back. The girls were attacked.” He quickly pulled his head away as Cloud’s voice was heard yelling through the receiver. “Tifa’s fine…physically, but Yuffie’s in bad shape. You can go kill Sephiroth if you want to, but Red and I will be taking them back to the Highwind.” He listened to Cloud for a minute before grunting and turning the phone off. “They’re gonna see us there. Apparently, they were just about to call us. Seems they were attacked by a few Master Tonberry.” Vincent and Tifa managed to get Yuffie to lay safely on Red XIII’s back, where she immediately clutched his fur tightly and started to bawl, and Vincent lay his cape over her before they slowly trudged back to the airship.

Tifa was sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall and hugging her knees, staring intently at the door to the infirmary. She had tried to help in Yuffie’s recovery, but each time she got near, Yuffie would scream at her to get away. She had told everyone what had happened…basically, leaving out any incriminating bits. She did mention that the monster had paralyzed her, and got Yuffie to think that they were working together somehow. “She’s never going to trust me again…” she mumbled sadly. She rested her head against her knees and started to cry when the door to the infirmary opened. She was on her feet in a flash. “How is she?!” she asked.

“She’s gonna be okay,” said Cloud. “She wants to see you.”

Tifa swallowed as she nodded and walked past him, letting Cloud gently squeeze her hand for comfort first. She quickly peeked into the room and saw that Yuffie, who was sitting up in the bed, had her face in her hands and was being comforted by Red XIII. Vincent was looming behind them both. “Hi…” she said quietly as she walked in and stood awkwardly by the door, making Yuffie look up at her. It was obvious, she’d been crying. She probably hadn’t stopped since she started back in the cave.

“Tifa…” said Yuffie with equal softness. She opened her mouth to say something before blushing and turning away.

“We should probably go too,” said Red XIII, “That is, unless you want one of us to stay with you tonight.”

“Um…no thanks,” said Yuffie with a small smile, “I think I’d fall asleep too fast with your lack of boundless energy.” She shivered a little before saying, “I don’t think I want to sleep much tonight…” Red XIII nodded sadly before licking her hand and padding out.

“I shall leave as well then,” said Vincent.

“Thank you for everything, Vinny…” said Yuffie quietly wrapping his cape, which she was still wearing, tightly around her body. Vincent merely smiled a little and patted her head before departing.

“You…you wanted to see me?” asked Tifa. “What is it?” She tried to ask the question calmly, but she couldn’t keep the quaver of fear out of her voice. Yuffie looked at her and Tifa felt her heart melting as Yuffie’s face curled up and she started to cry again. “Yuffie!” cried Tifa as she ran to the smaller girl. Most of what Yuffie was saying was unintelligible, but she was able to make out the fact that Yuffie was saying that she was sorry over and over again. “Stop crying…” sniffled Tifa, “It’s okay. Please stop, or I’ll…I’ll…” She couldn’t take it anymore and the two girls hugged each other tightly as they cried together. “I’m so sorry I couldn’t help you at all,” sobbed Tifa after the girls had calmed down some.

“I’m sorry I blamed you for it,” sniffled Yuffie. “I wasn’t thinking straight…”

“I wouldn’t have been either,” said Tifa. “It’s okay, but I did put you in that situation, even if it wasn’t intentional. I wouldn’t blame you for hating me because of it.”

“That won’t happen!” said Yuffie, “Mostly because I was the one who got us into that situation.” She sighed and hung her head. “If I had kept my mind on the mission and left my romantic leanings out of it, that wouldn’t have happened. I can’t worry about that sort of thing right now. If I do it again, I could be killed.”

“So…what are you going to do about those two?” asked Tifa, watching Yuffie’s face carefully.

“I’m going to leave it be…” said Yuffie with a fake smile. “I’m going to do everything in my power to avoid those two until I can have some time to think. And then, when I make my decision, I’ll talk to them both, and tell them the truth of how I felt today. But, until then, I think I should stay away from them. Maybe I’ll go back to Wutai and help dad bring prosperity back.”

“I suppose that’s smart,” said Tifa carefully. “Will you be able to handle that?”

“Sure,” said Yuffie, “That’s why I told them both to leave.” She started trembling. “But…I need someone here tonight. Tifa…!”

“Way ahead of you,” said Tifa with a smile as she pulled up a chair, next to the bed. “Don’t you worry. I’ll be here all night, so if you need anything, just ask.”

“Well…about that…” said Yuffie with an embarrassed grin.

Five minutes later, Tifa was standing outside a stall in the girl’s room, wincing at each declaration of Yuffie’s continued airsickness. “Some things never change,” she sighed.
The End…For Real This Time

(Right, not my best work, but definitely something that I’m happy I wrote. Now, before anyone yells at me about being cruel to Yuffie, just let me make one thing perfectly clear. Yuffie is #5 in my list of favorite FF girls. I’m not doing this to her because I dislike her. In all truth, if I disliked her, she wouldn’t be involved at all, but I needed her to grow up a little and seriously think about which of the two guys she was eventually going to choose. Now, I’m sure that there are a lot of you guys chomping at the bit about this. A lot of people seem to think that Yuffie and Vincent is a perfect match, and I would agree, however, I’ve read a few very nice Yuffie/Red XIII fics and I can see that pairing work out just as well. Then again, I’ve even read a Yuffie/Sephiroth fic, but we’re not gonna go there. Ah well, you’ll all just have to wait until I post Gamerz Fantasy: Dirge of Cerberus to find out which one she chooses. Don’t worry…I’ll get to it…eventually. *maniacal cackle ending in horrific coughing*)