Don't do that Vanitas

Fuu: Stop.

Vanitas: What is it? *slows to stop**cups her face in his hand*

Fuu: Don't want this. Let go.

Vanitas: What do you mean, you don't want this?

Fuu: *jerks away**walks over to Ven* Want him.

Ventus: *looks up at her* ...!

Vanitas: Really, that loser? C'mon, you're joking with me.

Fuu: Not joking. *sits down next to Ven* Staying.

Vanitas: *scowl* You win this round, Ventus. But the war is still on. And trust me when I say, I will win it. *stomps off*

Fuu: Sexist. Needs to back off. *looks to Ven* Alright?

Ventus: Yeah, I'm fine, just a little out of breath. *gets up* Wow, so you chose me over him.

Fuu: Duh. Love you.


Win?