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kh_drabbleChallenge [207]: Here Comes Trouble
Title: On Yuffie, Slumps, and Why Girls Shouldn't Be Into Boys' Love
Wordcount: 587!
Notes: It was so, so hard to condense this from 876 words to what it is, you have NO IDEA. I should also warn you that this contains heavy reference to, well, porn.
He kinda felt like he'd been in a bit of a slump lately.
It wasn't like Cloud being dreary didn't happen often, but he sort of felt that lately he'd been feeling... worse. Even Yuffie seemed to have picked up that something was wrong, and to be nice, she was sort of observant as a board when it came to that sort of thing.
So when he came home and found his room entirely covered in pornographic artwork (was it really art?) depicting himself and a certain gunblade wielder, he... wasn't exactly sure what to think.
Cloud stepped forward, then stepped back again, standing now outside the room and peeking in with mild terror. This... wow.
The blonde man sighed, crossing his arms and tapping a foot. He needed to think. How did these get there, and what was he going to do about if before anyone... came in and looked at it?
Before he got any further, though, he was tackled down from directly overhead, and an extremely familiar voice was grating at his ears with its cheerfulness. "So you like it? It was hard work, you know! And expensive!"
"... Yuffie?"
"... Yeah, Cloud?"
"What the hell did you do to my room?" His tone was gently dangerous, and he was quite aware Yuffie had picked up on it, because she had clambered off him.
"It's art, Cloud. Besides! You needed something in this dreary room of yours! I think it's nice." Yuffie seemed a little offended. "Whatever. Come and see! I thought I'd make you happy! You seem so down lately!"
"This was supposed to cheer me up?" It fell on deaf ears. Yuffie had strode into the room, throwing her hands into the air with the attitude of one who knew they had created a masterpiece. Cloud sighed and followed her in.
It got worse almost immediately.
A new voice had joined them, this one confused. "What's... on your walls, Cloud?" Cloud turned, grunting in protest when he realized who was there. Aerith's focus moved slowly around the room. "... You know, I don't think I'm going to ask."
The swordsman watched the brunette girl pad slowly back out of the room. His expression soured when almost immediately after she was out of view, all he could hear was her howls of laughter.
Cloud stared hard at the wall. He shut his eyes when he realized he was looking at a picture of himself sucking Leon's... that thought ended there. Today was a Top Ten Worst Day Ever.
"Anyway, I think it's going to be a good thing for you! Hopefully you can get out of this slump now!" Yuffie slapped him on the back, then jumped out the window.
He felt a little bit numb, but moved sluggishly to the wall, pulling down a line of them. He sat on the bed slowly, shoulders slumping. Today couldn't be worse.
It was.
"Cloud?" The voice was dull. The voice was also deep and it was also belonging to the man also depicted on his walls in various positions and... ohGodwasthatsemenonhisface?
"... Don't look at them," was all Cloud said in reply, burying his face in his hands. "Yuffie... thought it'd be funny."
Leon seemed to only be able to say one thing: "Oh. I'll just be going now."
"... you do that," mumbled the blonde. He listened, heart full of despair, as the sound of Leon's footsteps faded away.
...Well. Clearly he needed to make it clear to everyone he would rather just be left alone than... this.
Title: On Yuffie, Slumps, and Why Girls Shouldn't Be Into Boys' Love
Wordcount: 587!
Notes: It was so, so hard to condense this from 876 words to what it is, you have NO IDEA. I should also warn you that this contains heavy reference to, well, porn.
He kinda felt like he'd been in a bit of a slump lately.
It wasn't like Cloud being dreary didn't happen often, but he sort of felt that lately he'd been feeling... worse. Even Yuffie seemed to have picked up that something was wrong, and to be nice, she was sort of observant as a board when it came to that sort of thing.
So when he came home and found his room entirely covered in pornographic artwork (was it really art?) depicting himself and a certain gunblade wielder, he... wasn't exactly sure what to think.
Cloud stepped forward, then stepped back again, standing now outside the room and peeking in with mild terror. This... wow.
The blonde man sighed, crossing his arms and tapping a foot. He needed to think. How did these get there, and what was he going to do about if before anyone... came in and looked at it?
Before he got any further, though, he was tackled down from directly overhead, and an extremely familiar voice was grating at his ears with its cheerfulness. "So you like it? It was hard work, you know! And expensive!"
"... Yuffie?"
"... Yeah, Cloud?"
"What the hell did you do to my room?" His tone was gently dangerous, and he was quite aware Yuffie had picked up on it, because she had clambered off him.
"It's art, Cloud. Besides! You needed something in this dreary room of yours! I think it's nice." Yuffie seemed a little offended. "Whatever. Come and see! I thought I'd make you happy! You seem so down lately!"
"This was supposed to cheer me up?" It fell on deaf ears. Yuffie had strode into the room, throwing her hands into the air with the attitude of one who knew they had created a masterpiece. Cloud sighed and followed her in.
It got worse almost immediately.
A new voice had joined them, this one confused. "What's... on your walls, Cloud?" Cloud turned, grunting in protest when he realized who was there. Aerith's focus moved slowly around the room. "... You know, I don't think I'm going to ask."
The swordsman watched the brunette girl pad slowly back out of the room. His expression soured when almost immediately after she was out of view, all he could hear was her howls of laughter.
Cloud stared hard at the wall. He shut his eyes when he realized he was looking at a picture of himself sucking Leon's... that thought ended there. Today was a Top Ten Worst Day Ever.
"Anyway, I think it's going to be a good thing for you! Hopefully you can get out of this slump now!" Yuffie slapped him on the back, then jumped out the window.
He felt a little bit numb, but moved sluggishly to the wall, pulling down a line of them. He sat on the bed slowly, shoulders slumping. Today couldn't be worse.
It was.
"Cloud?" The voice was dull. The voice was also deep and it was also belonging to the man also depicted on his walls in various positions and... ohGodwasthatsemenonhisface?
"... Don't look at them," was all Cloud said in reply, burying his face in his hands. "Yuffie... thought it'd be funny."
Leon seemed to only be able to say one thing: "Oh. I'll just be going now."
"... you do that," mumbled the blonde. He listened, heart full of despair, as the sound of Leon's footsteps faded away.
...Well. Clearly he needed to make it clear to everyone he would rather just be left alone than... this.
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Date: 2009-11-14 02:41 am (UTC)Geeeez, it started out funny, but then by the end I wasn't sure if I should be laughing or--damn, Cloud just seemed so sad. It's so cute and yet, so humiliating for Cloud, I kinda just wanted to hug him or something.
Bad Yuffie. Stick to messing with Leon. XP
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Date: 2009-11-14 03:00 am (UTC)xDD Yuffie's terrible. My Yuffie muse is the frigging devil.
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Date: 2009-11-14 06:21 am (UTC)Moar love to this <3 it made me smile just as much as it's longer twin.
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Date: 2009-11-14 07:30 am (UTC)xD Good! That's what I aimed for! 8D