Author's Note: I was playing Kingdom Hearts again. So sue me.

Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts, or any of its Final Fantasy characters... -cries-

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Yuffie knew what they had was different. They were both the second choice, their first loves ripped away from them by the Heartless and the Nobodies and the Darkness and them. Organization XIII. And while Yuffie constantly assured him that when she saw him, she saw only him, she couldn't help but worry about what he saw.

When she looked, she saw his chocolate brown, tousled hair, not the ebony, silky strands. When she peered into his face, she saw the stormy, fierce gray, not the sad, crimson pools. And when she looked up, she didn't see the sharp angles and height that was Vincent, she saw the broad, strong lion that was "Leon". (Squall.)

But what about when he looked at her. Did he see the short raven locks, or was he imagining onyx tresses with caramel highlights? When one of his little, quirked smiles slipped, did he see her own, violet eyes light up in excitement, or were they the warm brown he used to love?

She constantly worried. Constantly wondered if he actually cared for her, or if he was pretending she was someone else.

Deep down, she knew he wasn't like that. Squall would never ever lead her along, only to satisfy her own desires. But Yuffie was human, no matter how great, and sometimes, she doubted.

But, always, right when she was about to question what they had, there were the little things.

It was the little things Leon did that assured her that he really cared, that it was really her he held close, and that it was her he was worried about when she came home late from a patrol. They were hard to catch, but they were there, and every one would brighten her day, and she would skip for the remainder of it, replaying it over and over in her head while the rest of them wondered what she had eaten and how long her sugar high was going to last.

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Author's Note: So this is super short. Remember guys, this is just the prologue.