Aha, as I have now put my previous fanfic on hold for the time being, I have been inspired to write something special for Valentine's Day (a day which I detest the colour pink more so than usual). Enjoy!

Summary: "BE MINE, YOU JERKS!!"

Pairings: Vincent/Yuffie, hints of Cloud/Tifa and Vincent/Lucrecia

Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing, and all characters go to their respective owners.

Vincent Valentine watched as Dr. Cresent bustled about the room cheerily, handing out small, pink cards in the distinctive shapes of hearts to all the people she knew, and then to the people she didn't. His grin widened slightly as a large pile of cards on her small work desk grew to even larger proportions, a few even tumbling off the side. She was popular with the young aspiring assistants that she had attended college with, and even the seniors had friendly conversations with her.

Lucrecia bounded up to him, a smile on her face as she held out a red card with messy scrawl in the centre. "Happy Valentine's Day, Mr. Valentine. I know you don't like pink, or hearts, or anything like that, but it's just for the day." She placed the small card into his gloved hands and flounced away to return to giving out cards.

One the back of the card, in bold letters, was Be Mine.

"Thank you..." he muttered quietly as he continued to watch, knowing he'd have to go through the pile of cards on Lucrecia's desk for letter bombs.

A sudden bump brought him out of his thoughts as Tifa squeezed by him, carrying a tray of fresh cookies covered in small pink chunks of sugar. "Sorry, Vincent." she said as she passed by, shuffling through the door and into the large dining room, which was now covered in pink and white and red streamers. The flimsy paper hung from the ceiling with tape and traveled to the cabinet and the walls.

Tifa had planned the small-now-large party weeks ago, and was originally supposed to be for herself, Cloud, Denzel, Marlene, and Barret. Yuffie had gotten word of the gathering, and had invited all of AVALANCHE with Tifa's reluctant permission. "Oh, why not! The more the merrier!" she had said as she cleaned the bar and washed dishes.

The party started a few minutes later, and with music loud enough to be heard clearly over the chatter and drinks all around, it was an easy place to lose things in. Yuffie snuck towards Cid, casually swiped his materia pouch, and almost got away.

"You brat!" he yelled, snatching the orbs and shooing the ninja away with threats of the Venus Gospel.

Cloud and Tifa sat in the love seat (ironic, considering everyone had bet that they didn't know they had feelings for each other), chatting over sugar cookies and chocolate milkshakes with strawberries on top.

Vincent sighed, and went to the small platter to grab a cookie when he noticed the crumbs instead of the whole thing. Blood eyes saddened a bit, and he turned away only to see Yuffie standing with a cookie in her hand.

"I made some of them, you know. So you'd better..." She paused to grunt softly as she broke the edible pink heart down the middle and handed him half, "...eat one." Yuffie handed Vincent one half, and moved to stand beside him, leaning against the table and facing the moderately sized crowd. The gunman read the message on the cookie before she stuffed her half into her mouth: BE MINE, YOU JERKS! And in the corner, in hardened green icing: And I want two gil for this!

Yuffie devoured the baked dessert and brushed her hands on her shorts. "You only owe me one gil." She said, with a smile too bright for anyone else, before bouncing to sip Cloud's milkshake and mocking the blushes on his and Tifa's faces.

Vincent smiled.

Okay, it was short. I hope you like it, and I'll probably do more of these some time soon.

Happy Valentine's Day!