Lean On Me (FF7)

48

~Yuffie's POV~

"I can't believe Tifa beat Sky up," Cloud shakes his head. "That was my job."

"Aw cmon, we all know she did it better than you could've," I tease.

"Hey, that's because she..."

"Is stronger?"

"Uh, no," he looks offended.

"Um, yeah."

"Mm-mm." he shakes his head, and turns so that he's laying down on the couch.

"Get your stinky sock feet off me," I frown down at my lap.

"Here," he says, reaching over and yanking his socks off. Then he throws them across the room. "Now they're just feet."

"You are so annoying," I roll my eyes.

"You know what would be nice?" he smirks at me.

"You're scaring me," I raise an eyebrow.

"A massage would be wonderful," he puts a foot in my face.

"Ew, no," I grimace, pushing it away. But he just puts it in my face again. So I bite his toe.

"Did you seriously just put my toe in your mouth?" he chuckles.

"Yep," I shrug. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew. Ew.

"That's nasty," he laughs, pulling his feet off my lap.

"Yeah, it was," I agree.

"Then why did you do it?"

"Because it was annoying."

"And you bite everything you find annoying?" he smirks.

"I would say yes, but you would take that very wrong, so I'm gonna have to say no."

"Lying to a child," he says dramatically.

"Yeah, well, this child sucks."

"I don't not!" Denzel protests, walking into the living room.

"Not you, Cloud."

"But he's older than you."

"Only by like four years," I say.

"Isn't it weird to think I was starting school when you were born?" Cloud yawns.

"Nah, my parents were twelve years apart," I shrug.

"Wow," Cloud shakes his head.

"What?"

"Nothing," he shakes his head.

"Thanks for the explanation," I roll my eyes.

"You're welcome," he sits up.

"Rocket Town is so boring," Denzel yawns. "We should've gotten stranded in Costa de Sol or something.''

" I agree," I nod.

"I'd love to be there as well, but we don't exactly have a car and I like it here," Cloud shrugs.

"You're boring, that's why,'' I sigh, laying my head on his shoulder.

"Thanks, Yuffie," he rolls his eyes.

"No problem."

"You are a problem," he groans and I hit his arm.

"Knock it off, meanie," I scowl at him as he laughs.

"Why do you guys always act like five year olds?" Denzel whines.