Right now starts the first ever Final Fantasy Awards! (We cannot guarantee this is ACTUALLY the first ever. We're not that creative…)

Our Red Carpet hosts Reno the Turk, and Tifa Lockhart will begin the show after our very cool opening jingle.

('Victory Theme')

Also...Final Fantasy VII belongs to Square Enix...and...I don't know who owns the rights to RenoxVincent manga...

"We have quite the array of guests here tonight, don't we, Reno?" She said as she adjusted her headset. From her spot on the balcony of LOVELESS theatre, Tifa could see everyone arriving. You have to trust her, though, It's not that exciting.

"We sure do, Tifa. If they ever decide to show up" grumbled Reno, who was standing halfway up the carpet, "here comes another limo."

The millionth limousine that night pulled to a stop in front of the carpet. What was sure to be more fans were shouting at each other from inside.

But it wasn't fans that clambered out of the vehicle. It was (finally) some 'honored guests'. People who were nominated.

Three young men, pulling at each others' hair, rolled out. Well, two. The third was just watching.

"It's not my fault you decided to put it in the freezer! You forgot about it, so it's your problem!" The first boy was not a day over fifteen, yet had shockingly silver hair. The second was older, and sobbing, "Mother!"

The third, calmest man was very feminine as he smirked at his siblings, "don't cry now," he said.

He looked around, and spotted Reno, who was walking towards them.

"Tifa, look," he was saying, "it's the throw-away villains; Kadaj, Yazoo, and Loz!" He chuckled cockily, unaware that Kadaj was drawing his sword behind him. Tifa winced, but relaxed as Rude, another Turk, grabbed Kadaj's arm and led him inside.

As the door to the lobby swung shut, someone screamed, cutting through the crowd's mumblings.

"IT'S VINCENT!"

Fans of the basement dwelling so-called Vampire pushed to the front of the cement barriers to get a close look at their idol. They held back no excitement as they thrust pens and books at Vincent, in a demand for him to sign them all. However, he ignored them as he walked towards the door.

"Giving his fans the cold shoulder like that…damn you Vincent Valentine!" Reno cursed, "I would never leave that many gir-fans…unattended!" he rushed to the side of the carpet, saying, 'don't worry, ladies, I'll sign your…"

The fan girls were looking at Reno with puppy dog eyes, holding out books and pens. But they weren't just any books, they were…

"That's me…and…Vincent…why the hell do we looks so…!? When did I sell the rights to me?" Obviously offended by the unauthorized yaoi, Reno reluctantly signed the covers of several books before an unnatural wind picked up, and a helicopter was overhead.

A Shin Ra copter was maneuvering itself to the heli-pad on the theater roof. On the screen of the live broadcast TV, Tifa and Reno saw Tseng, Elena, and Rufus jump from the helicopter, and rush into a door leading downstairs.

"The carpet ain't good enough for you, Shinra?" Reno shouted towards the roof.

"Umm…Reno…doesn't he sign your pay check?" Tifa asked nervously.

"What pay check?" Reno inquired.

Dropping the subject, Tifa shouted, "It's six thirty! We've got half an hour before the decent show starts, and as you've noticed, the Turks have all arrived now."

Reno was still muttering about 'pay checks' when a feather fell from above.

"Don't tell me Cid killed another bird with his shi-"

It wasn't Cid. Everyone was looking up, as Genesis Rhapsodos glided to a stop at the edge of the street. Most of the crowd, at this point, was demanding he quote LOVELESS, and this he did.

"Even if the morrow is barren of promise," he paused dramatically, "nothing shall forestall my return."

To the screams of fans, Genesis disappeared beyond the open theater doors, red leather coat flowing in his wake.

"And nothing has." mumbled Reno, "not to mention you made the narrator write funny, thus making me speak strangely as well."

Tifa, unaffected by Genesis, and not so weak minded as to have the narrator control her speech, cleared her throat.

"There's more to be seen, everyone, with Zack and Cloud arriving shortly, but now it's time for a message," her voice became robotic as she read from a cue card, "from our friends at the Mak-O's cereal company."

Hi everybody!

I'm the writer of this story...

As it's an awards show, I will be handing out trophys to characters that excel in certain areas, and I need some votes.

What catagories, who should win, who will win the most, the least, etc., because I don't want a bunch of angry people who didn't believe Sephiroth was the best first class SOLDIER.

Honestly, the only people I can poll on this are my friends. Maybe some of those forum-goers, but otherwise...