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DISCLAIMER: I don't own any characters, settings, ideas, etc. expressed in this fanfic, and they are all property of Squaresoft and by the transitive property of equality, Square-Enix. I do not profit from this or any other chapter published in this series. It's just fun and I'm insane. WARNING: A very WAFFy chapter... So if you mind, then hit the highway!
A short while later Yuffie and Tifa returned to the Junon Inn where they had reserved a room for the night. They washed up quickly and headed back out on the streets for a meal at the pub to celebrate Tifa’s diplomatic victory. As the two already-heroes walked into the crowded, mostly Shinra populated bar an eruption of cheers poured forth. The adventurers couldn’t help but smile and giggle a bit and a man wearing a dress-shirt, vest, and tie immediately guided them towards a table. The cheers didn’t end until a short while after they had sat down, and men had been clamoring and chattering about buying them drinks or trying out pickup lines.
Well, mostly concerning Tifa. Yuffie didn’t mind or resent it, though, after all Tifa was the hero of the day.
Besides, she had never truly had an interest in men. The ninja only saw them as the sources of constant turbulence. All the men around her had betrayed her or left her and her father was never satisfied with her. She wasn’t sure if it was just the bad experiences around her concerning men that had left her to ignore them in the romantic sense or if she had simply been born that way. In any case it didn’t matter, she had decided she was interested in women, and actually had had a girlfriend back in Wutai before she set off on her anti-commercialism crusade, although she had practically told Yuffie it was over when she had left the city.
The ninjutsu had fallen in love with Tifa a short while after joining up with AVALANCHE. There was just something that sent a jolt through her body whenever she looked at Tifa in those big red eyes - there was a grace about her in every way that she moved, she was a brilliant combatant and wise in everything she did (except maybe Cloud), and not to mention she had a beautiful body. She knew it was a hopeless sort of love and that Tifa was head over heels for Cloud and that she couldn’t compete with that, but the ninja had contented herself that so long as she could be around the fighter, she would be happy, and she was.
So it came as a bit of a surprise that finally after Tifa had batted off all of her own fanclub members, a man from the table behind her reached around and pinched Yuffie right on the bottom. “Ow!” the sore girl yelled as she shot out of her chair, and turned around angrily to face the man behind her, “What’s wrong with you, jerk!?”
“How about we get together later?” he said smoothly, raising an eyebrow behind his curiously large sunglasses as he flashed an evil smile.
Yuffie fumed with anger and hadn’t even noticed that Tifa had arisen from her seat and walked over towards the man, quickly and forcefully punching him straight in the face.
“What you did was rude, maybe the pain will help you remember that,” she said coolly.
The brawler walked slowly back to her seat and sat back down, just as the man turned around to look at her, he noticed the bloodstained hand prints on the back of her shirt and thought better of trying to speak with or seduce the women again.
As Tifa seated herself again, Yuffie smiled brightly at her and said, “Thank you.” Tifa nodded in response, “You’re welcome… I hate jerks like that,” she sighed in disgust.
At that moment Yuffie could’ve sworn she felt Tifa’s foot brush lightly against hers a few times under the table and looked at Tifa with a bit of a reddening in her face, but Tifa was simply looking up at the ceiling dreamily before she seemed to come back to Earth.
“Alright! So let’s order!” she said happily.
***
A few plates of food, a few bottles and glasses, and two full stomachs later, the two got up from their seats and left the now less inhabited pub. Tifa had recalled the man’s reaction when he saw the blood on the back of her shirt, and had in turn been reminded of the initial reason they were in Junon.
“So what now?” asked Yuffie as she folded her arms behind her head as they walked through the almost empty Junon streets.
“What?” Tifa teased in return, poking Yuffie gently in the side, “You mean you don’t remember why we came hear in the first place?” she walked forward a bit faster until her back was in front of Yuffie so as to give her a silent hint.
The ninja-girl squirmed a bit at the unexpected poke in the very sensitive area and responded by grabbing the fighter and tickling her stomach as she walked in front of her, “Of course I do Ms. Oh-I-Just-HAD-To-Get-Bloody!” she responded jokingly.
“Hey!~” the brawler giggled in response, “Besides you only remembered cause you saw it!”
“Well if you didn’t want me to see it, you shouldn’t have stepped in front of me, duh!” she smiled back.
“Alright,” Tifa giggled as Yuffie finally released her from the grip of her tickling hands and she slowed down to match the ninjutsu’s pace, walking next to her again, “Well, anyway we better get to the tailor and get this stuff done.”
Yuffie nodded, “I hope they’ve got some nice looking things!” They strolled down the lane a bit longer until they happened upon the tailor’s shop and walked in.
“Good afternoon, how can I help you?” the woman at the desk said with a formal bow.
Yuffie immediately walked over to the numerous racks of popular clothing, almost ignoring the woman as she mumbled a hello and started browsing through the merchandise.
“Good afternoon… I think you may be able to help me…” Tifa began, “You see, my clothes have been pretty badly stained and worn, so I’d like some new things.”
“Is there any particular style you’re looking for in particular?” the woman asked. The fighter shrugged, “Anything sort of like what I’m wearing now. As a matter of fact if you had exact matches that’d be great.”
The clerk stepped out from behind the counter and walked over towards a clothing rack opposite the one Yuffie was looking at and began rummaging through the articles hanging on the circular rack. “Aha!” she exclaimed whenever she found an item and set it loosely on her arm until she had a pile of different clothing laying on top of her arm which she handed to Tifa.
“The dressing room’s over there,” she said, pointing at a small room down a narrow corridor to her left.
“Thanks,” Tifa said, heading to the room with Yuffie quickly on her heels.
“Hey you don’t mind if I try some things on too, do you?” the younger girl asked with a pile of her own clothing in hand.
“Nope, no problem,” The brawler smiled as she opened the door for Yuffie, then entered the room herself.
“Okie dokie,” Yuffie mused quietly as she entered and set her things on the far side of the room and began undressing.
Tifa walked in gracefully and set her things down on the closer side and began to strip down, herself.
“No peeking!” she giggled. “Okay…” Tifa said a few minutes later after redressing in one of the outfits the clerk had chosen for her, looking back over at Yuffie who had dressed herself in one of her own choices. “How do I look?”
She was dressed in a tight, pink, bikini-style top which emphasized her large breasts more than adequately, much to Yuffie’s pleasure. About her waist she wore a black cloth miniskirt almost fit for a business professional were it not for its short length and the belt of large, gaudy gemstones at the top of it. Most of her body was left entirely visible, which made Yuffie a little uncomfortable looking at her.
“Well you look like your normal self… the skirt’s sort of you, but that belt is… ick. And that top just flat out makes it look like you should be working at the honeybee,” she giggled a bit.
Tifa nodded and chuckled, “I suppose it is a bit much.”
“What do you think about this?” the ninja-girl asked in return, sashaying a bit in her new outfit comprised of a short, baggy T-shirt with a picture of a chocobo on it and some long, tight bluejeans. The outfit showed a slight bit of her midriff which caught the figher’s eye at a lower part of her waist where Yuffie had hooked her thumb in the pants and was holding them down, somewhat.
“It looks good, but... a little too cutesy for me,” Tifa noted.
“Hmmm… alright…” Yuffie said and began looking through her things again.
***
A few hours later, both of the girls emerged from the dressing room wearing new outfits and holding the tags bearing the prices of what they wanted to buy and of course their reject pile. Tifa was wearing an outfit almost identical to her old one. She wore a tight, white, cotton sportsbra covering the upper portion of her torso and embracing her bosom with good definition, a tight black latex skirt around her waist without the previous suspenders but now held up by a small belt wrapped tightly around her waist. She replaced her old boots with some new, more comfortable brown leather shoes and some short black socks. On her arms she still bore her fighting gloves and bracers like normal.
Yuffie on the other hand was wearing a tight, short, black shirt with very short sleeves covered by an olive green vest. Her legs were covered by a long, black two-piece skirt, sown only slightly together at the top and bound together again by a sown together thick cloth band on each side resting upon her upper thigh. She had moved for a more mature look and was wearing thigh-high, brown nylon stockings on her legs and a pair of black heels on her feet. She had even let her hair out of its ponytail so that she had thin, dark brown hair hanging down to her chin.
They reexamined each other as they exited the small dressing room and Tifa giggled at Yuffie, “Wow you look so much… older dressed like that. I’m used to seeing the little ninja-girl with the tan shorts and the leg braces.”
The ninjutsu giggled in reply, “Yeah and you look… exactly like you did coming in here, minus the blood.”
They both laughed and paid at the counter and set out back to the inn as it was just about night time and they had both had an exhausting day.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Whew... so I finally hopped off my procrastinating butt and wrote this chapter... I was actually thinking of writing the lemon into this part, but I feel it'll be better set aside in what will mostly be its own chapter, but what will set off... well no secrets are to be revealed here! Things have gotten considerably bussier in my life so this is taking a little longer to write than it had previously. Enjoy and reveiew! (I hope my previous reviewer notices I tried to incorporate her (good) idea of background buliding in this chapter) Lemon hawt yuri omgwtf coming in the next chapter so watch out!
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