Cast away your creeping fears and just fall into my arms.

Disc Twelve: I Want to Eat You

“CLOUD! FRIGGIN WATCH THE ROAD!” screaming and flailing her arms, Yuffie finally caught Cloud’s attention before they slammed into the rear of a U-Lug truck. Pulling off his expertise in crazy-ass motorcycle stunts, Cloud spun Fenrir and drove up along the rock wall that hugged the side of the Corel Freeway. Turning along the wall, he drove and bounded back down, successfully passing the truck with a stylish flair. “What’s the matter with you!?”

“Sorry, sorry.” Cloud grumbled as he was broken from his reverie. Yuffie shot him furious questions about his lack of brain issue. “Because I was captivated by your amazing ass, sorry.” He shot back with a sly grin.

Yuffie leaned against his chest. “You don’t get to look.” She sneered as she crossed her arms over her chest. “You haven’t given me any backrubs.”

“Oh, I’m sorry princess.” Cloud scoffed sarcastically as he revved the engine and picked up the pace before the sun had completely set. The duo had left Costa del Sol rather later than they had originally planned.

Though that was all Cloud’s fault, according to Yuffie.

He spent the whole night doing god knows what, supposedly shopping for food for the trip. Unbeknownst to Yuffie, or at least not giving the blonde’s brain the credit it deserves, Cloud had sort of gotten himself lost in thought until the wee hours of the morning. Clowning around in his messed up carnival of a head, Cloud continued to think about “his type” of girl. Strangely enough, his specifications of a dream woman all matched up with our wonderful ninja.

He could feel his stomach churn at the thought. Common sense had warned the swordsman that the girl was nothing but trouble and torment. Yes… common sense had warned him, but some other violently powerful force in his head seemed to glorify the ninja for the qualities she matched up too. The force kept fighting the ongoing war for some reason, constantly telling Cloud that Yuffie was his perfect type of girl. It also asked him why the flying hell is he still mulling over these thoughts. The force kept bugging him incessantly to just give in and love the damn ninja.

Now for Cloud, he had to ask himself if he was actually in love… with Yuffie no less. If he was, he had to be crazy. Who in the right mind would love a selfish little, sugar-high, backstabbing little…

“CLOUD WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?” On instinct, Cloud served around another impending collision. “Gawd, where’s your head at today? Up your ass!?” Cloud sighed, embarrassed that his mind was pretty much up his ass today. “Can you not try to kill us before I rape you?”

“Wait… what?” Cloud tried to translate her mutter. Yuffie snickered slightly before tilting her head to show off her cute side.

“I didn’t say anything” She cooed to torture his mind even further. How she loved the faces Cloud made when he was confused. His eyes would cross like he had eaten something real sour (or Barret’s cooking) and his eyebrows did this weird twisting thing like they were having sex, a sight that always appealed to Yuffie.

Though, her focus on the entertaining faces waned as she felt her stomach contort to an extreme hunger pang. Thanks to Cloud for scarfing down the rest of the Choco Flakes, Yuffie ate nothing this morning. She could feel the hunger pangs become more frequent, hitting her poor stomach more and more, literally raping it in protest for her not claiming the cereal first.

Her mind mulling over where to get food, Yuffie scanned the motorcycle to see if a quick snack was at hand. Looking behind Cloud’s form, Yuffie noticed that their bags were strapped towards the rear of the bike, completely out her reach from her still short stature. So what could she do? The pangs became fiercer and more often, she was ready to die of starvation. Yuffie needed food desperately. Moaning in discomfort, Yuffie looked around until only one option came to mind. She turned, staring down a solid form wrapped in a navy blue cloth that was level to her head. Now could she actually get any sustenance from it… ah who cares?

With her mouth wide open, Yuffie latched on and bit into her source of food… Cloud’s left pec. Mmm… grade A meat. Cloud cried out in pitiful pain as he felt Yuffie’s teeth sink in.

“DAMMITYUFFIEWHATTHEHELL!?” He shrieked, trying to retain control of Fenrir. Yuffie release him briefly.

“Cloud tastes goooooood.” She mewed as she bit down again.

“BUTYOU’REBITINGOFFMYMANNIP!!!”

-CxY-

Mt. Corel was definitely seeing better days now since the decommissioning of the mako reactor there. Vegetation had been flourishing, trees in their prime, dreaming of attaining gargantuan heights in the future. The critters too were abundant and mutation free, they were actually cute and cuddly now rather than blood thirsty freaks of nature.

With camp set off a short distance from the road, our lovable duo sat by a small campfire, waiting for its embers to finish cooking their dinner.

Though, Cloud sat completely opposite of Yuffie, watching her with one eye as he tended to his nipple wound. The swollen area of tender flesh was encircled by the fence like bite mark that came from Yuffie’s strangely perfect dental work. Cloud flicked his useless chest décor which replied with a sharp sting.

“Worried it’s gonna fall off?” snickered the ninja as she watched Cloud toy with his wound.

“Of course I am, psssss!” He gritted his teeth as the stinging wouldn’t subside. “It’d be weird if I only had one nipple!”

“Then I’ll eat the other one too! Problem solved!” Yuffie stared hungrily at the other patch of untouched Cloud pec meat.

Cloud grabbed his sword and waved it stupidly at her. “You will stay the hell away from my precious nipples!” Yuffie had to break into the impending laughing fit.

“Why are… gasp… you so… wheeze… worried? Pant...They are other sound effect for shortness of breath… useless afterall!”

“THAT’S NOT THE POINT!!!”

“Hehe… Cloud loves his nipples.”

“Of course I do! Don’t you love yours!?” Yuffie stared at him flatly for that comment. “What!?” Her upper lip curled into a sneer. “WHAT!?”

“Perv.”

-CxY-

“Ooooooh… I get it now.” Cloud mused as he hung upside from a tree in nothing but his chocobo boxers. Three hours ago, Yuffie had beaten the living crap out of Cloud for his nipple loving comment. It only took three hours for Cloud to realize that there WAS a difference between male and female nipples.

That and he also realized that this odd topic has been going on for quite sometime. Since he figured out the problem, Cloud freed himself from the tree with ease, snapping the ropes that bounded around his chest, allowing him to fall to the ground with a thud. Grunting, he rolled up to his feet slowly. A patch of blue on the ground caught his eye, his clothes that Yuffie left by the tree. He snatched them up quickly and got dressed before he wandered back to camp.

The short walk came to a halt as he saw Yuffie huddled near the dying fire. The goose bumps on her skin were rather prominent, indicating that the cold mountain air was getting to her. To be honest, it had nipped at his flesh too, but that was for the reason he hung half naked from a tree. He let out an amused huff as he went to Fenrir to retrieve a blanket.

“I see you got yourself free.” Yuffie pointed out half-heartedly, too cold and still annoyed to be cute at the moment or look at him.

“I did.” Cloud got the blanket and crept quietly back to Yuffie. With skills that he picked up from Yuffie, he gently draped the fleece blanket around her slender frame. She twitched slightly in brief shock at his gesture, but when Cloud sat beside her and draped the blanket over his shoulders as well, Yuffie was ready to tweak. “Sorry ‘bout earlier.”

“Eh… don’t worry about it.” She sighed, fighting the thoughts and image of Cloud sharing the blanket with her. “It’s just my own little problem.” Cloud tilted his head in confusion. “Girl problems, a dolt like you wouldn’t understand.”

“Thanks…” Cloud grumbled and pouted as his intelligence was challenged again. Yuffie snickered as she inched closer to him. “Still cold?” Hey, for once Cloud noticed a small detail. Yuffie nodded slightly as she tried to capture more of Cloud’s warmth. Chuckling, Cloud lifted an arm and set it around her shoulders.

“Oh wow, Cloud showing some chivalry? This is new!” Yuffie giggled as she prodded Cloud with more humiliation.

“Be nice or I’ll leave you to freeze.”

“Fiiiiiiine.”

The two cuddled under the blanket as the conversation came to its close. Resting her head on his shoulder and her arms around his waist, Yuffie enjoyed this situation, even if Cloud was doing this out of courtesy rather than affection. Oh well.

Cloud on the other hand stared heavenward with a mind still full of questions. Geez, still questioning everything, even Cloud was getting tired of this. Almost a month worth of questions had flooded his mind and not one of them had an answer to them.

‘I want answers…’ Cloud thought sullenly as he hoped the stars could give him something. Though that was a pitiful attempt to ask.

“Something on your mind?” Yuffie asked as she stared at the confused swordsman. He turned to gaze at her with an absentminded look. “It’s written all over your face.”

“Just a bunch of questions I’m looking for answers for.” Cloud partially admitted, he wasn’t gonna admit she was the cause for them.

“Still thinking about your type?” Oh yeah, Yuffie had asked him that originally.

“That’s one of the questions.” Cloud admitted as he returned to stargazing.

“Do I have a chance?” Cloud choked on his tongue and stared at her dubiously. She only wore a cute smile that did nothing to help Cloud’s situation.

“I… uh… mergh…”

“Hehe, don’t worry about it.” Yuffie snickered as she lay back on the ground and pulled Cloud down with her.

Although his mind was completely scrambled with questions, Cloud could manage one thing out of his mouth.

“What’s your type?” He watched Yuffie look away and laugh for a brief moment. She turned back to look at him. Her cheeks were dyed scarlet as she let a genuine smile escape her lips. “W-w-what is it?”

Cloud wondered if this was smart of him to ask but then again, it could explain some things to him. He froze when Yuffie slipped her arms away from his waist and wrap them around his neck.

“Cloud.” She whispered softly.

“What?” He stupidly responded as he felt his face burn.

“No… my type.” She let out a single laugh. “It’s Cloud.”

“Wha-!?” Cloud couldn’t get another word in edgewise as Yuffie applied one of her patented kisses to his lips. ‘She… I’m… her type!?’

Trapped in her embrace, Cloud got some of the answers he indeed wanted… but more questions arose… what was he going to do about this revelation?

Yes Cloud, what will you do?

-CxY-

Author’s Note: Hehe, now things will get interesting.