[Final Fantasy VII] [ensemble] [Rated T] Genre Meme Title: Scattered Shots Fandom/Pairing: Final Fantasy VII; everyone from the original game. Rating: ESRB Rating of T for Teen < some violence, some disturbing imagery > Summary: Ten miniature stories for Final Fantasy VII Notes: Thar be femslash in there somewhere.
01; ACTION Outside, there's the sound of gunfire; inside, Yuffie looks over at Vincent. How his fingers aren't trembling as he loads the Death Penalty, she's not sure.
02; ANGST; "You know what's funny?" And from the look on Tifa's beautiful face, she's about to cry as she admits, "Sometimes he's standing right there, and I miss him anyway."
03; AU; "Go easy on the new guy, will you?" Reno gives her that strange, amused look and Elena sighs. Later, her nails tap-tap-tap on the new guy's desk and he looks up, gorgeous Wutaian face serious and eager to please.
04; CHILDHOOD; Cloud leaves flowers by her window, once, in a desperate bid for attention; she never says anything, she never looks at him.
05; DEATH "No, no, no," Yuffie is saying, "you're going to make it, you're strong, you're better than this," but they both know she's lying and Cloud just wipes one bloody thumb across her cheek, gives his strange, silly, sad little sister a smile and tells Tifa he's sorry.
06; HORROR; Someone's left a gift for him; Yuffie's the one to open it, her touch delicate, her hands graceful. Her gasp when she pulls out the kitten's mauled little body--tiny, perfectly formed, an almost exact replica of his model for Cait--is heartwrenching to hear.
07; HUMOR; Despite his apology and explanation, Vincent has the sinking feeling that he is still in trouble with Marlene. One glance at her expression--such a little amalgam of Barret and Tifa; it's actually rather disconcerting--informs him that he will be participating in numerous tea parties in the weeks to come, and he had best brush his hair for them.
08; HURT/COMFORT; "I'm sorry for the trouble," Tifa says and then closes her eyes.
"Hey, no problem! It's not often I get to take care of you," Yuffie replies with a wicked murmur, and then settles into bed beside her. "Now shut up and drink your chicken soup."
09; LITERARY; In one instant all the color bleeds out of his life. He becomes a black-and-white swirl of a shell of himself, gives up on being anything better, because she's dead.
10; WAFF; He's all the way on the other side of Tifa's bar, listening solemnly to Cid's rants about the efforts to build a second Highwind when he suddenly looks up, that bloody-looking gaze making eye contact with her. Yuffie smiles at him and, for an instant, she could swear his lower lip twitches up.