So, it seems my obsession with FF7 has shown its face yet again. I've had the idea for this story for quite some time now. I guess every time I tried to put it down on paper, it just sounded horrendous to me. I'm still kind of skeptical about the whole thing, so I'm pretty nervous putting it out here. Here goes.

Today was the day. Cloud was ready, and he was sure of this. He had been waiting years to say the words that he was about to stride in there, look her in the eye, and say. He'd say them loud for everyone in Seventh Heaven to hear. He stood outside the place, pacing the sidewalks, running over every possible scenario in his head. He raked his hands through the golden spikes of his hair repeatedly. Oh god, he would screw this up. What if his feelings weren't reciprocated? Maybe he should do this another day…

No! he thought, I've been holding this off for years. If I don't do it now, I'm never going to.

He stopped, clenched his fists tight at his sides, and sighed. It was now or never. Here went nothing.

xXx

Vincent and Aerith stared at each other from across the table with the same thought on their minds: This was not good.

On Vincent's left, Yuffie gushed. "Oh. My. God. TEEF! This is amazing! Just wait until Cloud hears!"

Oh yes, Vincent thought, Just wait until Cloud hears. He'll be a drunken mess.

Tifa shook her head. "I just feel bad about how last minute this is. We just had some really unfortunate timing. This is the only week we can have it there."

Extremely unfortunate timing, Vincent thought begrudgingly with a dark sigh.

He met Aerith's gaze again. Her brows knitted together as if to say, Now what? All Vincent could do was shrug. He had no answer. He knew Cloud would march in here any second now. He heard the door open. He grimaced at the brunette and shook his head. There wasn't much they could do now, was there?

xXx

The first thing Cloud noticed was the addition to the group. He had no clue who the black haired man sitting next to Tifa was. He shook his head. Did it really matter who heard what he had to say? He approached the table and took his seat next to Yuffie, who in fact, was entirely oblivious to everything that he had planned.

"Cloud!" Tifa exclaimed, "I have something really important to tell you!"

He smiled. Maybe they were thinking the same thing. "I have something important to tell you too."

Tifa turned to look at the stranger sitting next to her. He had blue eyes, a killer smile, and black spiky hair. Cloud's stomach twisted as she beamed at him. She put her left hand on the table, the light glinting off of the ring on her finger.

"Zack and I are getting married!"

Cloud's head reeled. He felt the room around him spin and he gripped the table hard. A lump formed in his throat and his stomach knotted itself up even more. No… This can't be happening. This wasn't according to plan… She never mentioned anyone before now.

Tifa continued, despite the pained look on Cloud's face. "And I know this is on short notice, but we're getting married at Zack's family castle in Ireland. We have to fly out tomorrow because this is the only week we can have the wedding. The place is undergoing renovation after that, but we can't get around it. I'm really sorry, but I have something to ask you… Would you mind being my maid-of-honor—well 'man-of-honor' is more like it—but, I can't see anyone else doing it but you."

He couldn't think. His whole head hurt and the light and sound in the room blurred into a ribbon of colors and noise that made no sense to him whatsoever. He squeezed his eyes shut and muttered, "Yes. Yes, of course I will."

"So, what was it you had to tell me?"

"It's not really important anymore."

xXx

"And goddamn it, I just wanted to tell her that after all these years that I was in love with her."

Vincent and Cloud sat at the bar with drinks in their hands. Aerith sat with them, her fingers wrapped around a glass of water. She looked at him with worry written in her emerald eyes.

Vincent sighed over his drink. "I'm really sorry, Cloud, but maybe you dodged a bullet. Relationships really aren't as great as everyone makes them out to be, especially when they cheat on you with your science professor."

"You don't need Lucrecia, Vince. You're better off without her." Cloud slurred his words as he swallowed a sip of the fifth drink that night.

Vincent shrugged. His crimson were eyes distant, focusing on something that wasn't there. It had been at least six months since he had caught Lucrecia with Professor Hojo, but the pain was still there. Both Cloud and Aerith knew he couldn't just shrug it off like he liked to pretend to. Aerith wondered if maybe finding someone else would have helped him. She dared not say a word. She already knew she had to haul one drunk man out of Seventh Heaven, there was no need for two.

At about 11:30, they were finally able to pull Cloud out of the bar.

"Are you sure you've got him?" Vincent asked.

Aerith smiled and pulled Cloud's arm a little closer around her neck. "Yeah, we should be fine. I'll see you tomorrow bright and early."

"Alright."

xXx

Tifa stared at the little pink plus.

"No. No no no. No. This really can't be happening. This is a dream. I'm going to wake up from it any minute now."

She ran a nervous hand through her waterfall of dark hair. Wine colored eyes blinked, not believing the sight they were taking in. It didn't matter now. She was getting married. Married people were supposed to have children. They were supposed to have big, happy families. So, having a child shouldn't be a big deal… Right? She thought that it had to have been about a month. Oh God, this wasn't good. Her heart sank into her stomach as the pink plus burned into her memory. What if this wasn't really what she wanted? She shook her head. No, she wanted this. Or did she? She sat on the sink with her head in her hands. Well, she had to want it now.

Her phone rang from beside her, pulling her from the venomous thoughts that threatened tears.

"Hey!" Yuffie's voice rang into her ears.

"Hey."

She began her usual chatter about how she had been packing for hours on end, and what should she wear to the wedding? Was it really 3 a:m already?!

"Hey, boobs, are you sure about this whole wedding thing? I mean, not to intrude or anything, but you never said anything about having a boyfriend at all. I don't know… Maybe I'm just being super dumb. I guess I just don't want you to make a mistake is all. No offense or anything. Cloud look absolutely crushed!"

Tifa's heart skipped a beat. "No he didn't! Stop playing!"

"He totally did."

"Will you shut up?! I have to tell you something, but you have to swear not to tell anyone about it."

Yuffie giggled. "Sure, Teef. I won't say anything! Not even if Vinnie—uhh… I promise."

Tifa smirked. "You can't hide your feelings for him forever, you know."

"Shut up!" Yuffie squealed.

Tifa took one steady breath. "Well, I kind of have to be sure about this. I'm pregnant."

"WHAT?!"

xXx

At about 5 a:m, Vincent's eyes flew open. The front door to his apartment slammed shut. He found himself in attack mode. He lived alone, and no one other than him owned a key to the place. He had made sure to change the locks after the incident with Lucrecia. He didn't live in the best of neighborhoods, either. So, walking very quietly, wielding Cerberus, the gun that had been passed down through his family, he made his way out of his room. He heard the source of the noise coming from the kitchen. Raising the gun and turning on the light, he yelled, "Stay where you are!"

There, on his kitchen counter, sat Yuffie, her hand in a can of Pringles.

He sighed and set the gun on the counter.

"Your lock sucks, Vinnie," She told him, cheeks full of chips.

There was no way he was going back to bed with her here. He started the coffee maker for himself.

"So, I have something to tell you even though Tifa told me not to tell you, but don't tell her I told you, okay?"

Vincent yawned and nodded.

"Tifa's preggers."

He rubbed at his eyes. "Well, that certainly complicates things even more."

"What do you mean?"

"Cloud is entirely head-over-heels for her. He was coming in to tell her that today, but she spontaneously shows up with this Zack character, who turns out to be her fiancé." He shook his head, tired eyes never straying from her face.

"I'm worried, Vincent."

That caught his attention. She never used his actual name. She normally called him Vince or Vinnie. He wouldn't admit to loving those silly little pet names, but he did.

Yuffie continued. "I'm just worried that she's going to marry Zack, and then realize she wasn't as happy as she thought she was. Something tells me she's just not happy…I think I know what we have to do."

His eyes widened as he realized what she meant. "Yuffie, normally I wouldn't consent to this, but considering the circumstances…"

Yuffie grinned. "Vincent Valentine, I do believe we have a wedding to crash."

xXx

Okay, so, there's the first chapter. I'm in the progress of writing the second, but I'm not sure if I should continue it. So, reviews would be nice. Should I continue it? Someone halp.

FFS