Scrib!Fic - The Sky and the Dawn and the Sun (Ch52)
Title and Link: The Sky and the Dawn and the Sun
Author: Scribbler
Rating: T
General Fic Summary: Before Sora, Kairi and Riku, another special trio were destined to fight the darkness: Cloud Strife, Aerith Gainsborough and Zack Fair. Their journey involves monsters, wizards, mechanics, ninjas, plus the greatest of all nemeses: love and death. Even the greatest love stories can become tragedies in a heartbeat. KH/FF7/FF8/FF12/Disney. Epic like an epic thing.
Chapter Summary: 52: Yuffie & Leon bond, though one of them doesn't realise what's going on. Meanwhile, Kairi starts school.
Excerpt:
“Can I have go at your gunblade?”
Leon pauses in reaching for it to stare at Yuffie. “You want to know how to fight with it?”
“No, I want to know what it feels like to chop stuff up with it.”
“You can handle a sword?”
“Define ‘handle’.”
He frowns. “A gunblade isn’t the place for a beginner to start.”
“I’m not asking to fight a proper battle with it, just play with it a little. Or not play with it,” she says at his expression. “I man be really serious and grim with it, of course. Naturally. Because you don’t play with swords, just like you don’t run with scissors. I mean, that’d be totally irresponsible, right? Right. Of course I’m right. Except for the half of me that’s left. Yup.” She nods. “So can I?”
Leon grasps the weapon. “Not many people can handle a gunblade.”
“Zack and Cloud learned how. And I’ll bet you’re just dying to teach Tifa how to shoot with that thing.”
“She shouldn’t rely entirely on her hand-to-hand skills,” Leon says, mostly to himself, before refocusing on Yuffie. “I suppose the same could be said for you and those tiny projectiles of yours.”
“Mr. Pointy will get upset if you describe him as tiny. What’s a projectile?”
“Something you throw.”
“So why couldn’t you just say that?”
Leon sighs and points the tip of the gunblade at her.
Yuffie throws up her hands, palms outwards. “Hey, no need to be like that. I thought we were pals. We’re pals, right Leon? And pals don’t skewer their pals with sword-gun-hybrid-thingies.”
“I’m not going to skewer you,” Leon says, voice gleaming with irritation the way the gunblade’s sharp edge gleams in the light from his kitchen window. “I want to know if you’re serious.”
“I can do serious. I totally can. Look, watch me make my serious face.”
“What is that?”
“It’s my serious face.”
Leon hesitates. “You look like you’re constipated.”
“Hey!” Yuffie protests, and then realises what he just said. “Whoa. That was an actual joke."