Oct 08, 2007 18:22
[11 REASONS GENERAL THEME] 11 reasons Yuffie Kisaragi can look in the mirror
[CHARACTER/S/PAIRINGS] Yuffie Kisaragi
[TITLE] Only Air
[PROMPT] Fall/Fly
[RATING] I'd Say About PG-15 for Really bad language.
[WARNINGS/DISCLAIMERS]Language. Peril and language/ FFVII isnot mine.
She screams and there is only air beneath her. For all her training, all her experience, and time, there is a mistake that will end everything. She hears various calls of her name and she registers vaguely that it sounds awkward for Vincent to scream. Her arms flail wildly as she tries to catch something-anything-to stop this downward spiral toward the ground.
Oh god oh god oh god I’m gonna die I’m gonna die fucking airship Cid why are there no seat belts stupid trainiee driver why didn’t you drive safer you motherfucking bastard help me please I don’t wanna die I don’t wanna die Not after all this, cant die too, not like Aeris no no please I'll be good, I don’t wanna die god no no no no I don’t wanna die please no not me too I’m scared somebody please please-
There is no purchase, no way to flip in the air. She isn’t Cloud, who can survive anything. She isn’t Vincent, who practically can fly. This is too far for anyone to fall and even if she has the training to take almost anything, she can’t fall from hundreds of feet and live.
Her mind races and suddenly she feels something catch and she jerks to a stop so violently she is surprised her neck doesn’t snap in half. And before she can truly acknowledge what has happened, she is cradled in black and gold arms. Her fingers are wrapped so tight in the mantle around her savior’s neck her bones hurt. Her headband pressing hard into his chest.
There is a commotion and she is surrounded, a fur covered head is buried in her neck, there are hands on the back of her head, on her back, trying to disentangle her fingers so they can be held, there are voices and curses, and shouts and sighs of relief.
There is a sound she doesn’t recognize in the mix, and odd gasping keening sound that startles her. It is only when she has let go of Vincent enough to sit on the deck with her friends around her that she realizes she is crying. She’s crying and feels like she’s two and she scrapped her knee.
But she also realizes that she just nearly died. Nearly was GONE. Like Aeris, like her mother, and that makes her cry that much more, until she has her head buried in Tifa’s shoulder, the older girls hand making soothing circles on her back.
She can feel Nanaki nestling himself beside her, almost shaking as bad as she is. She can hear Barret and Cid yelling at the pilot, (“What the hell kind of driving was that you fucking idiot!”), and she knows Vincent is still there, she can see his cloak. Cloud is near because she can hear him thanking Vincent. Cait Sith is bouncing like a maniac, which means Reeve is as well in a more contained fashion on the other end.
As her crying finally begins to stop she comes to the realization that this is something she has never had before. People who will care and catch her when she falls.
brat!shelly fic,
little princess,
yuffie,
fanfiction