Summary: Vincent Valentine gets an internet life, and meets a girl. What happens when he falls for her? What happens when he finds out that she is only 15 years old? GASPLE!

Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy 7, or any of its qualities or characters.


Chapter One:

"Here it is, Vincent!" Tifa said as she slapped a large black laptop onto Vincent's lap in the Seventh Heaven bar. Vincent becae startled at the sudden heap of machinery in front of him. Tifa brushed her hands off as though she had handled a large pile of dirty rubble. "The new laptop with high quality sound, picture, and with high speed internet."

"..This is it?" Vincent asked, looking up at her with a questioning look.

"Mhm!"

"...So how do I use it?" Vincent now took the time to study the thing very carefully, being cautious as to not break it.

"Oh, it's simple. You just take this small cord..." Tifa then handed Vincent a cord with an outlet hook on the end, "and you hit the power button. That's all!"

"...It is?"

"Yup! Well, you might want to create an internet account. It's quite possibly the best thing you can do on a computer. You also have word documents, calculators, and alot of other devices you can use to write stories and things like that."

"...I don't write stories, Tifa."

"Oh...Well, just have fun with it! The bar is about to open. How about you go home and check that thing out?"

"Right...Thanks, Tifa." Vincent stood up, awkwardly carrying the laptop in his hands. He started toward the door just as Cloud came into the bar. The ex SOLDIER's eyebrow raised as his eyes searched Vincent.

"...Getting into computers?" he asked.

"Figured that I needed something to do." Without another word, Vincent walked out the door. He didn't feel like taking grief over a computer. So what? He was normal! Almost everyone in Edge used a computer, or at least seen one. Even Marlene and Denzel had their own computer to play with (heavily set with parental controls by Cloud). Getting a computer was just one step closer to living a peaceful life in Edge. Thats all he needed.

Vincent walked the streets of Edge to his townhome in Kalm, where he could rest at last. Once inside, he set the laptop on his bedside table. The TV was still blinking; he had forgotten to turn it off that morning. The afternoon news was on, and there were continued reports of stolen materia and attempts to catch the culprit. Most of the time Vincent wondered why this should be 'news' to the people of Edge. It was Edge.

Vincent sat on the side of his bed, sipping a glass of wine he had never bothered to put away. His phone was blinking rapidly, showing signs that messages were waiting for them. He rolled his eyes. All of them were probably from Yuffie.

In the past month, Vincent has found himself stalked by the ninja. She was everywhere he went, and he was astounded that she hadn't appeared at Seventh Heaven when he was there. Many times, he had told her that a relationship between the two of them would not be possible. He was uncomfortable with the age difference, and how their personalities would clash. He couldn't handle her kind of personality and lookout on life; he felt too old to do that.

Vincent's gaze drifted to the shut laptop on his nightstand. It was a large, square piece of metal, and Vincent was somewhat skeptical about touching it. He could break it. However, he couldn't resist the impulse. He set down his wine glass, and slid the computer onto his lap. Slowly he opened it, loathing his childish fear of having something pop out at him. He was relieved to find that it was a blank screen.

He then picked up the cable that Tifa had gave to him, and leaned down to put it in the outlet. He connected it to the computer, and pressed the large power button at the top of the keyboard. His heart jumped as he heard a loopy sound, followed by a mechanical female, 'Hello!'. The screen filled with a blue color, and a box popped up in the middle.

LOG IN:

PASSWORD:

Vincent raised an eyebrow. He slowly raised his hands over the keyboard, touching the letters lightly with his fingers. The gauntlet on his left arm made a scratching sound each time it hit the key.

LOG IN: VINCENTVALENTINE

Vincent then leaned back to ponder a password. Something he would remember...

LOG IN: VINCENTVALENTINE

PASSWORD: LUCRECIA

It took him two minutes to scroll the arrow to enter button. He skeptically clicked.

The screen flashed again, and icons appeared on the left side of the screen. They confused Vincent slightly, as he had no idea what they were. Microsoft Word, Solitaire, Recycle Bin, Windows Media Player, AOL 10.0.

Vincent instantly clicked on the icon for AOL. A screen popped up, leading to a screen where he would create an account.

A small smirk slid across his face. 'I think I'll...like this."

Vincent spent the next 45 minutes creating an account for the internet. Once he was sure that it was what he wanted, he signed in. There was an unusual sound as it 'connected' to the 'network'. Of course, he had learned about networks in his work for the WRO, but it was still foggy to him. He listened to the odd screeches and the whistles for 5 more seconds until he was finally connected to the internet. A masquerade of pop-ups filled the screen as it welcomed him to the worldwide network.

He smiled to himself once again. 'I think I'll like this...'