Disclaimer: Okay, this is purely a work of the imagination. There are and will be things that could and most likely would offend you. This fiction is as of right now, incomplete. I do not own any characters unless you've never heard of them… then I most likely made them up. This is a little OC… in many areas… but I did try to get some traits in that fit the characters. Doesn't really fallow any of the storylines. Flames are acceptable because I've gotten them before, just tell me what you didn't like about the story. Good luck… chapter one rating : PG13 on the safe side for language.

Last warning: this story contains rapes and underage sex. Sorry, but that's how it's turning out.

WAIT! okay, now that the robot warnings are out of the way, this story is coming nicely. don't get me wrong. this is a rewrite/repost because my other account died of the bird flu. feel free to review and tell me what you think and what you think should happen. it's all good. okay, on with the story!

CHapter ONe!

Vincent opened his eyes lazily. The room was dark, subtly gleaming in a lucid moonlight shining through the half open windows. He remembered vaguely where he was and slowly sat up, pushing his headband out of his eyes. Cloud had invited him and the others on a vacation in sunny Costa de Sol for the weekend. He looked around in the dim light, trying to gain his bearings. The TV was turned off and Nanaki lie asleep beside the coffee table to Vincent's left. Empty sake bottles littered the floor and all around the small beach house, silence resided. Vincent stood, his back sore from his unusual sleeping position, and walked out the screen door, noting that two unopened containers of sake (A/N: SAKE!!!) bottles rested near Cid's arms where he'd passed out bemusedly on the kitchen table. Vincent blinked at the sleeping pilot and moved on, the cool night air acting a siren to his flesh, beckoning him out into its embrace.

The fresh air and cold white sand felt good to his bare feet as he walked towards the quietly roaring shoreline, where he had misplaced his protective boots in the wild events of the early night was unknown to him. He unclasped his cloak for the first time all weekend, now confident of his aloneness, and laid it out on the sand, admiring its dark maroon as it contrasted vividly against the white moonlit sand. Lowering himself onto it with a loud sigh, he stretched out and placed his normal arm behind his head, the other gleaming a dirty gold in the light of the almost full moon, coming to rest on his chest. The sky held only a handful of misty ivory white clouds and millions of shining stars. Each star was a tiny pearl laden against the black pre-dawn velvet. He felt his face relax at the touch of the soft breeze and let a satisfied smile lazily appear on his lips. It was nice to be out there alone and away from the stench of puke and stale alcohol. For a moment, his mind wandered, his thoughts running everywhere at once. Yuffie and Cid seemed to be getting rather close in these days of peace. Tifa seemed to be getting a little less agitated at Cloud's random mood swings and odd behavior. Marlene was taller than she was the last time he had seen her and he could tell she would be tall, easily taller than Tifa, maybe as tall as her adopted father. He could see the grey hair sneaking into Barret's dark corn rolls and then realized that he had seen signs of aging in all his companions. He just inwardly shrugged and continued looking up at the stars, hoping to avoid such depressing thought on such a beautiful night.

"Vincent?" a voice whimpered from behind him. It was low and soft, barely a whisper. The smell of alcohol drifted on the air past his nose. He didn't look up as Cloud gracelessly sat down beside him, naked from the waist up, his bedraggled pants struggling not to fall off his slim waist.

"Oh god Vince…" Cloud let his head fall forward and brought up his knees, his arms, stippled with goose bumps, wrapping around them. "I've fucked up, big time." he whispered before his body started to shake in quiet sobs. Vincent sat up and looked at the blonde bawling pathetically. He felt awkward; never had he seen Cloud in such a sad manner. Vincent's voice was gentle, his own head still rolling a little from the alcohol.

"What have you done?" Vincent jumped a little at the reaction he received. Cloud leapt to his feet and started pacing wildly, hands tearing at his yellow hair.

"I fucked up Vincent!" He turned away from Vincent to face the moving tide, "I'm such a fucking idiot. I did it… I can't believe I fucking did it…" he looked back over his shoulder towards Vincent, who sat silent, waiting for him to continue. "I fucking fucked Marlene…" He closed his eyes and tears started to flow again from his shut lids, soaking his dark lashes. "I fucked a little girl!"

"Cloud? You… fucked Marlene?" Cloud gave him no answer but dropped back to the ground, still sobbing. Vincent stood up out of a sudden shock of sickness, picking up his cloak and shaking it free of sand. As he walked away, the sounds of vomiting making him cringe as he rushed off to check on Marlene.

Back inside, Vincent tiptoed into the hallway branching off from the living room to the room where Marlene slept. The door was open ajar, Cloud's shirt stuck between the door and its frame. The sick feeling that had filled his stomach, roared to life again as he slowly opened the door the rest of the way.

"Marlene?" he whispered soothingly, soon finding her curled up in the corner, naked, bloody and weeping softly. He immediately swept into the room, the door shutting behind him and he crouched down over her, offering his cloak as a shield of sorts from the world and his own eyes.

"Vincent!…." Vincent carefully hugged her to him, cooing to her, reassuring her it was alright before her tears grew worse. (A/N//glares at Vincent\ yes, I know, I made him do it but I'm still jealous.)

"It will be alright Marlene. Cloud isn't going to hurt you. I know what he did to you." He gently rocked her back and forth as a fit of tears and sobs rained through her onto his chest, staining his black shirt with her pain. He asked her the inevitable question, his grip unwillingly tightening.

"What did Cloud do to you Marlene?" She tried to stop crying but pushed herself away from the crouching man. Holding the cloak tighter around herself, she looked up at Vincent, her brown eyes, sad and traumatized. He watched her as she tried collecting herself again. She was a strong thirteen year-old, even in a situation as this.

"He- Cloud… he…." Her gaze left Vincent's eyes and he followed it to his own groin. At that moment, Vincent's eyes filled with liquid rage and his body tensed, Marlene confirming this heinous act of Cloud's only made him angrier. He stood swiftly, leaving Marlene wrapped in his cape.

"Get dressed Marlene." She had no chance to say anything as he left the room and through his rage, he never heard her soft shaking voice plea to him.

"Please don't hurt Cloud." (A/N: yes, that's what all the gushy little Cloud fans are saying… after they got over the fact that Cloud's a 'villain' in this fic.)

Vincent silently stormed into the living room to see Nanaki asleep on the soft beige couch in his place. He knelt down and gently roused the beast from his peaceful slumber.

"Nanaki, get up, we're going back to Edge." The creature raised his head and eyed the man groggily.

"What's the matter Vincent?" Vincent stood and they both looked at Marlene standing at the hallway entrance, Vincent's cloak gathered in her hands as she stared at them, her eyes watering again. Nanaki twitched his ears in concern and elegantly leapt from the couch.

Okay, now this chapter is pretty long compared to my other ones. looks at pile of one and two page chapters that's because i'm weird and like ending chapters where i think they should end... and they last about two to three pages when i hand write them... poor hands... pops pain pills anyways, hope you like it enough to go on to the next chapter...