A/N: Well, I suppose I finally went about writing a sequel. Though this isn't going to be much like Valentine Christmas, if everything goes as planned. Be prepared, this fic has some strong cursing, and while I try to avoid it, a lot of OOCness. Forgive me father, for I have sinned…

Disclaimer: This is a FFVII fic by Savinglifelessness. I own no characters except those you haven't heard of, meaning the ones I've made. Enjoy!

Chaos

Vincent

Summary: With the news of the final loss of Shin-Ra and the death of Sephiroth leaking out, Wutai has declared war. Against the wishes of the women they care for, Cloud, Vincent, and Barret have joined the military that has formed and are heading out to war.

Without further ado…

Final Fantasy VII: The Wutai War

Prologue:

Vincent sat with his eyes closed, listening to the hum of the airships engines. In his hand, he held a small golden ring. He played with it, rolling it between his fingers as he remembered the day he got it, 6 months ago.

Clang, clang.

A flock of birds took flight, surprised as the clear notes of the two bronze bells rang out through the silence of Nibelheim.

At an altar, stood a beautiful young woman in a flowing white dress. Next to her stood a man with long black hair, desperately trying to find a subtle way to hide his arm.

"Just relax," the woman whispered out of the corner of her mouth.

"Sorry," he replied, bringing his full attention to the pastor in front of him when he heard his name.

"…do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do," he replied.

About damn time.

For the love of all that is holy, on this one day, please shut up.

He returned his attention back to the altar just in time to hear "You may kiss the bride."

He turned to face his new wife and felt a blush creeping up his pale face as her beauty took him by surprise yet again. Her long black hair hung freely, soft curls framing her face. A long white dress covered her body, small diamonds placed all over it, shining in the bright July sun.

Giving a rare smile, he cupped her face in one hand leaned in, pausing only to whisper how beautiful she was before kissing her. Immediately, cheers from the small audience erupted, sending even more birds to the air.

"Hmm," the woman said as they broke apart, "Yuffie Valentine has a bit of a ring to it, doesn't it?"

Vincent smiled again, then, with an arm around her waist, turned and waved to the audience.

His thoughts were interrupted as the ship jerked to a halt. A ramp in the back lowered, allowing light and an intense amount of heat to pour in. A man in a desert uniform stood at the foot of it, three pointed stripes on each collar representing the rank of sergeant.

"Welcome to Wutai ladies," he grunted, "get yer shit and report to your barracks."

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Well, hope you like the prologue, R&R please!