Yuffie had been adding the twentieth book to her steadily growing fort when she heard footsteps. She glanced up quickly, hair flopping haphazardly over her eyes at the movement, not quite sure who was approaching -- it wouldn’t be Sagara, would it? He’d be yelling already! He wasn’t the type to play nice then go in for the kill, so -- Oh.
Kenshin.
The real one.
At his words, Yuffie dropped the book as though it was a hot coal. “Engagement?!” She yelped. “Wha-- Wh… Sanosuke? Y’mean, Sagara? What?” Her surprise appeared genuine, as did her horror. Eyes wide, she scrambled to her feet - clumsily, almost tripping over her budding creation-in-the-making. “What’re you talking about? I’m not getting engaged! That’d totally cramp my style!” She had no idea whether or not he’d actually believe that she was innocent, but she was nothing if not a great ninja, and, therefore, a great actor.
Besides. She wasn’t really lying, was she? Sure, she was pretending she didn’t have a clue what he was talking about, but it was true that she wasn’t getting engaged!
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Kenshin.
The real one.
At his words, Yuffie dropped the book as though it was a hot coal. “Engagement?!” She yelped. “Wha-- Wh… Sanosuke? Y’mean, Sagara? What?” Her surprise appeared genuine, as did her horror. Eyes wide, she scrambled to her feet - clumsily, almost tripping over her budding creation-in-the-making. “What’re you talking about? I’m not getting engaged! That’d totally cramp my style!” She had no idea whether or not he’d actually believe that she was innocent, but she was nothing if not a great ninja, and, therefore, a great actor.
Besides. She wasn’t really lying, was she? Sure, she was pretending she didn’t have a clue what he was talking about, but it was true that she wasn’t getting engaged!