Lean On Me (FF7)

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~Yuffie's POV~

Yawning, I lean across Cloud's lap as he dozes off in the middle of Tifa's rant about nothing to eat on board. Hey, I'm eating for two, don't judge. Seriously though, a baby? This is Cloud's fault, I blame him. He groans and flops an arm around me lazily. Tifa glares at us and snaps in my face.

"I'm talking to you!"

"Well I'm not listening," I shrug indifferently. "Go whine at your boyfriend."

"I'm being considerate and letting him sleep, unlike you, who drags him awake every morning." She motions to Cloud, who jolts awake.

"Huh?"

"He refuses to stay in bed when I won't," I scoff. "Why do you care?"

"I... It doesn't matter, just get more food next time you're out," she frowns, leaving the kitchen.

"She's a brat," I sigh.

"Tell me about it," Cloud chuckles tiredly.

"Let's go do something," I stand, pulling him to his feet and to the door.

"Aren't pregnant people supposed to be grouchy and stay in bed all the time?" He complains.

"Not me!" I say, skipping downstairs.

"Great..."

"Hey Yuffie," Denzel greets us when we get down there. Not gonna lie, through this whole experience, this kid has gotten some biceps. Watch out Cloud...

"I'm back to teach you about materia," I say excitedly. I love it!

"Um, can we not? Last time I got kidnapped," Cloud yawns again, leaning against the wall.

"Don't bring that up," I frown, looking back down at Denzel.

"She was a crying mess, it was awful."

"Shut up," I laugh, swatting the boy's head playfully.

"You miss me?" Cloud smiles playfully and pulls me into him gently. He's still sore from everything he went through with Sephiroth.

"Mhmm," I him into his chest, nodding. He lifts my chin up and presses his lips to mine briefly.

"I never get tired of that."

"Can you not? I'm trying to practice," Denzel grimaces, an icy blast of cold ready at the tip of his staff. Cloud told me and the others that Aerie had cleverly hidden a portion of the Black Materia in that staff, but we haven't told Denzel yet. It's better if he doesn't know, I think.

"I love you," he murmurs by my ear before releasing me. I send him a look that repeats the words before turning to Denzel, who is frustrated that Ice materia won't work?

"You're MP is low," I say, climbing over a bunch of boxes and opening a chest in the back of the room. I pull two glass containers out and stumble back over to Denzel. "Here."

"What is that?" He grimaces at the bottle he opens.

"Ether."

"Hmm," he frowns before taking a sip and gagging. "That's so gross!"

"Yeah, you gotta get it down fast or else you won't drink it," I wince. That crap is pretty gross.

"That's disgusting," he says after chugging one down. I put the other one on the floor and then look back at Cloud, who's fast asleep, laying on the ground.

"Aw, he's so cute," I coo petting his spiky hair down gently before turning back to Denzel.

"How much MP do you think I have?" He looks up at me hopefully.