My Lucky 7th Diary

Disclaimer:I do not own Final Fantasy 7 or SquareEnix. I do however own any new characters created for this fanfic, any possible sequels, and other fanfics that I choose to use them in.

A/N: I made Vincent the cook of the story. His abilities with the oven are surpassed by only Tifa. And don't say that is, is OoC cause you can't truly know that. Anyone can cook. And the game doesn't say otherwise! :D

Chapter one: The Scream

10-13
Dear Diary,

Today is Vincent's birthday! I'm so excited. I'm at the inn, in Nibelhiem. This is the first birthday party that he'd've gotten since he was locked away in the Shinra Manor's basement. Well that's all about to change.

You'll never guess what I got him. Well of course you can't, you're a diary. Duh! So I'll tell you. It's a gun. I know, I know he has a lot of guns. But still! This one is like ooberspecial. It's called Cerberus. It's a triple barrel named after the three headed Guardian of the Underworld. It has a silver barrel withan image of Cerberus carved on it with this really cool red and black coloring. And most important, all its firing mechanisms are of the highest quality. I know because I checked it out myself. I got into guns because of him. Oh! It's Party Time! Got to go! Later!

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It's not fair! Shelke, (that bitch), stole my gift idea. Then had the nerve to tell me that I had no right to give him any presents at all! The only difference is mine had his name engraved on it, and hers said 'Happy Birthday – Lucrecia'. That really pisses me off! And of course Vince will love hers more. She said that she had seen in one of "Dr. Crescent's memories" that she had always wanted to get him that gun, (yeah right. I don't know how he could believe it though, the Cerberus just came out a year ago.), and so she bought it for him to make the "memory" rest.

Well whatever. Night. I'm going to cry myself to sleep. Hopefully Cid won't show up, I don't want to hear him tell me 'not to shed those crocodile tears on that damn vampire and his dip-shit attitude'.

~Yuffie

10-14
Dear Diary,

I love Vincent. Vince is so sexy. He is so over Lucrecia. He's in love with me. He wants us to get married.

~Yuffie

"What The Hell!" Yuffie screamed at the top of her lungs. She had been looking through her diary at the last couple of days and had noticed the odd entry from sometime after she had gone to bed. She knew there was no way she would've wrote that. It was impossible. But the signature was definitely hers. Her sharp ninja eyes could see no difference in it from the others.

The door slammed open making the kunoichi jump from her bed.

"Don't cuss. It ain't 'proper', and it sounds like shit coming from a lady's mouth."

Yuffie just rolled her eyes at the old pilot's comment about her royal status, (of course what she'd never tell anyone is that it was very near being removed from her). He had been going on about it since they had found out four years ago. {Has it really been that long} she thought, and answered aloud, "Is that all?" Hoping that he'd take a hint and leave, she still wanted to look over her diary and try to figure out what had really happened.

"No." answered Cid, rubbing his chin as though wondering how to explain quantum physics to an infant. Yuffie just rolled her eyes again. It was so annoying when people treated her like she didn't understand anything. She sat back down on the bed.

"Just spit it out old man. I'm busy." She had been thinking about the diary while they were talking and had come to the conclusion that the inn was haunted. Nothing like this had happened to her before, except when they had camped, or slept in an exceedingly haunted area. She suppressed a shudder as she remembered the time that Barrett had accidentally found her sleeping naked hanging by her ancles from a knurled old tree by the river not that far from where they had been camping. She doesn't sleepwalk. {Anyways, I wonder how I can stop the ghosts?}

"Alright. Just hold on a minute. Damn." He paused. His next sentence made her understand why Cid was acting so strange. "Vince asked everyone, including you," he frowned, "to pack up their things and move on up to the manor. He said, and exactly these words too, 'there is plenty of room up here at the manor and it's much better then wasting Gil at the local inn.' I hate the way he talks. Anyways I guess we'll see you up there kid." He walked away frowning deeper.

"Kewlness!" It would be great to get away from the obviously haunted inn room. Yuffie was so excited that she jumped off the bed and began to pack her things. It didn't really matter to her that Cid was afraid that Vincent would hurt her. {At least I'd have a caring dad if I wanted one.} Yuffie smiled.

10-14 Apparently continued...
Dear Diary,

Well my room at the inn must've been haunted. I mean I'm pritty sure I didn't write that stuff. I mean I was asleep. (At least it wasn't like that embarrassing tree incident. [Shudder] ) And okay, so I think Vince is sexy, but I don't know if he's over Lucrecia or not. And I sure don't want him to marry me... Or at least I don't think so... And, anyways, even if I did, not right now, I'm not ready to get married. I mean that's the whole reason that I might not be princess of Wutai for much longer. And he'd have to go through my d.a.d. anyways, even if I did want to marry him. And d.a.d. is very picky about who I'm with, as in it has to be who he wants, no exceptions.

Anyways, it's supper time. I'll write later.

~Yuffie

Yuffie ran out her door and skipped down the stairs to at a time. They were having her favorite food that night. Pizza. And not just any pizza. Vincent's homemade stuffed crust pepperoni pizza. Vincent had told Yuffie the first time that he had made pizza for her that his mother had given him the recipe. Each pizza was 23" in diameter and at least, as far as the young ninja could tell, 4" thick all in all. And he was making three of them tonight.

But when Yuffie got to the dinning hall, she stopped dead in her tracks. Shelke was up on the table kicking the pizzas to the floor in a tantrum.

"What's going on!?!" Yuffie cried, more concerned about the pizzas then the tantrum-throwing girl ruining them. {I always thought she was a bitch and it looks like I was right. Hopefully now they'll believe me.}

"You can't have it! It's Mine! He's Mine! Not yours!" Shelke screamed at the top of her lungs when she noticed that Yuffie had entered the room. As her tirade continued she stared to jump up and down on the table trying to break it in two, meanwhile throwing full glasses of milk and mugs of beer against the walls and anyone that happened to get to close.

"What's her problem? What's she going on about? What's so wrong that she had to ruin the pizzas?" Yuffie asked the nearest person, as she ducked to dodge a plate that suddenly came flying at her head. It wasn't until she looked over and noticed who it was that she understood the 'flying saucer'. She had been talking to Vincent. {Juuusst Grrreeeaaaat!} She had been trying to avoid him. Since there was the slight chance that the ghost wasn't a ghost at all but an ex-TURK that was messed up in the head and the diary thing was his way of saying to advance with her feelings. {... ... ...Naw! Not likely.}

Then as if taking a stroll through the park Vincent finally replied, "I had told Tifa to place your glass in Shelke's self-proclaimed position at the table."

"Well why don't you tell that to her." Yuffie had made it a deliberate statement, as she pointed to the young girl throwing the tantrum. {She's still trying to break that table? You'd think that she'd... No wait this is Shelke we're talking about.}

"I did." Vincent laughed.

{!! Vince Laughed? !! Ooookaaay. That's new. Why's he acting so strange?} Yuffie just stared at him shocked by the silent gunman's show of emotion.

"She told everyone that you were evil and had put a Lust spell on me." He winked at the ninja as if to tell her how amusing that was, but Yuffie didn't take it that way. He didn't seem to notice. "When Tifa tried to calm her down, this happened." Vincent finished, his expression had gone back to that blank neutral way.

As Vincent, Cloud and Barret moved to catch Shelke, Yuffie muttered, "That wasn't wierd or anything. I just hope that he isn't the 'ghost'" And she watched them carry her away.

Since supper was ruined Tifa made tea and got out some cakes and cookies, as everyone else moved into the parlor. There was alot of standing around until Tifa joined them.

They sat on the moth-eaten, element damaged furnisher, and Tifa made an announcement. "Okay. Vincent's busy, so it's safe to talk. Cloud and I have finally finished saving enough money."

"Wait! What money?" Yuffie asked.

"Well it is about time that we told you Yuffie. After we beat Sephiroth, and meteor was stopped, Cloud and I started a savings fund. The rest of the team helped out here and there. You just weren't told because Cloud and I decided that you would be best to assist Vince with the rebuilding of the mannor."

"What the ^%%^^$ %$%$%^ #%^%$. No way! No How!" Cid yelled. "I don't think that leaving the kid with that vampire is a very good idea."

"Cid please try to calm down. Yuffie needs the experience with restoration and what better way then this. Besides Vincent won't hurt Yuffie. And to help put you at ease Red will be stopping in often to check on her."

"Yeah. Well so will me and Shera. And there won't be any stoppin' us!"

"I wouldn't think of it Cid." Came Tifa's reply.

But before Yuffie could say anything regarding to the fact that it was her life and she had to have a say in it, there was a loud crash from upstairs.

Then the scream.