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[Closed] Lots of running.

Who: Yuffie and Peter Pettigrew.
Where: Kirigakure
When: Back Dated very far: Year - 56 ~ ish
Summary: Yuffie’s running away and she runs into Peter.

Her movements were quick as she dashed through the crowded streets. She wasn’t really keeping track where she was going, she only focused on getting away. She could hear some angry shouts as she first fled but they quickly died down. It didn't matter; she had to get away.

Yuffie took a sharp turn down a thin alley emerging other the other side with relative grace. A flash of brightly colored hair came into view and she pressed her heels into the ground skidding to an abrupt halt. She successfully avoided running into him only to land on her butt looking up at the stranger.

"Whoa!"

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He yelped, only just avoiding being sent to the ground by the girl and crashing into a nearby wall instead. In all, they'd managed to effectively both fail to look graceful. He swiftly looked back the way he came and then back to her, moving over and offering her his hands. He was breathing quick from the run, but he was almost sure the kids chasing him had let off. A merchant's son apparently was a great target only as long as they could catch him.

"You okay?"

"Huh? Uh, Yeah."

Yuffie took his hand still a little dazed from his sudden arrival into her view. She had been running too though she didn't feel like she was far enough away. No where really felt like it was far enough away.

After he helped her to her feet she pointed to his breath, noting his heavy breathing in her own strange way. "What are you running from?" As if Yuffie has the rights to running away from things.

"Academy students." That was his best guess anyway since they couldn't seem to catch him, and he glanced back the way he'd come from.

Yuffie's gaze followed his down the street and like him, she saw nothing. Her tongue pressed inside of her cheek for a moment before glancing back at the boy.

"Why were they chasing you?"

She was studying him now, her expression curious but not overly prying.

He huffed a breath and glanced that way too. "Sport probably. Why were you running?"

"Sport? That sounds..." She paused just looking at Peter. "Really dumb."

Yuffie let out a slow breath looking around them as if the bogyman might jump out and nab her.

"Parent-ish." She waved her hands in the air as if dismissing the thought.

"Ah." His tone was all understanding. "My parents are civilian non-natives."

Yuffie's head tilted to the side watching Peter curiously.

"Ah? Where you from then?"

She didn't want to talk about her dad, as far as she was concerned he was being a jerk and she was going to have nothing to do with him.

"Me? I'm from the Land of Grass. My parents are here because of their merchant contacts." He shook his head and gave her a wry smile. "I won't be here too long."

Yuffie's grin widened. "Then we should have fun while you're here!" She reached for his hand and tried to pull him along.

She didn't really know where she was going but she didn't really care.

He blinked a few times at her hand, then gave a slow, happy smile, quickly falling into step with her. "Okay. I'd like that!"

If he had protested Yuffie would have probably tried to pull him along anyway. She turned down a few allies skipping over streets until they were looking at a street with rows and rows of shops and food stands.

"Let's get food." Not that Yuffie had a lot of money on her but she was hungry and wasn't sure where else to go.

He had to wonder why the few people he'd run in wanted to feed him, but he wasn't exactly protesting, instead giving the girl a bright smile. "I can pay, what's your favorite?"

Yuffie's first reaction to anything was to go towards food. Food was great and it was the one thing that always cheered people up! That and other people paying for food.

"Mmmmm." She hummed softly looking over the shops and breathing in the rich smells. "Steamed dumplings." Specifically the really big ones that you can just munch on.

He blinked, then gave her a bright smile. "Okay! We can do that! Where at?"

"This way!" Yuffie pulled at his hand again running towards a shop that sat a few spaces down from them. It was an open shop with seats lined in front of it while an older man was kneading dough.

Yuffie dropped Peters hand and then gestured for him to sit. "Food is the best. Though if you want to do something else we can too. I'm sure there is something we can sneak into." She glanced around once before resting her elbows on the counter.

He peeked back behind him, not having forgotten she'd been running too, then looked back to her with a grin. "After we eat maybe?"

Usually when Yuffie suggested something stupid like sneaking into a place she got a mixture of funny looks and disapproving stares. It was nice to finally have someone agree with her. She smiled and turned towards the cook.

"2 orders of pork buns!" She held up two fingers and a heart beat later the man was placing a plate in front of both of them. There were only three buns on the plate but they were almost the size of Yuffie's head.

Yuffie wasted no time shoveling one of the tangy sweet buns into her mouth. "There really good!" She spoke with her mouth full and was very difficult to understand.

He had no idea why she seemed so thrilled all the sudden, but he wasn't about to turn away the food once it got there, reaching out and picking one up, careful not to burn himself on it as he took a big bite and nodded his agreement to her.

"Why were you running?"

Yuffie felt her shoulders tense at the question. With food still in her mouth she turned towards Peter inspecting him curiously as she swallowed.

"Because there was something to run from." She would skirt the issue as long as she possibly could.

"I'm not going to run away from you if you tell me. I've seen scarier than people here." He peeked sideways at her. "Honest."

It wasn't so much that she thought he might run away. She just didn't want to talk about it.

"Yeah, I guess that's true." Yuffie sighed finishing her first bun. "For lack of a better way to explain it, I was running from ... a teacher." Yeah, let's go with that. No names needed.

He stared at her for a moment, then made a noise of understanding. "Not someone you like listening to huh?"

"That is correct." Yuffie smiled at that before grabbing another bun from her plate. She wasted no time shoving it in her mouth. Her gaze flicked over towards Peter.

"What's your name again?"

Had she asked that?

"You didn't give me yours either." He snickered softly, then picked up another bit himself. "Peter."

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