Heya folks and welcome to my first real romance fic! This is just a short little scene that happens in a flashback from DoC that I thought was kind of cute.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Square.

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The warm breeze was enough to put anyone to sleep. So Lucrecia couldn't exactly blame the Turk laying on the grass, arms resting behind his head as he snoozed lightly. She found herself smile down at his sleeping form, despite the terrible memory he brought her every time she gazed at him.

She bent over and whispered his name twice before his eyes fluttered open, crimson orbs staring into chocolate brown. He didn't seem to have registered what was going on yet, Lucrecia noted with a small giggle.

"Fall asleep here, and you might catch a cold." Her gentle smile radiated down on his startled face as his mind finally clicked back into reality. The Turk suddenly jerked forward into a sitting position and stared at the beautiful scientist bent over him. His eyes were wide with shock and slight horror at being caught off-guard.

Lucrecia let a frown crease her lips as she examined him. A Turk that seemed to act completely different from the stories she'd heard of them. They were said to be a ruthless organization, having their hands in every sort of black market business out there; drug dealing, kidnapping and even some accounts of terrorism. The one who sat here in front of her however seemed completely different.

A smirk played at her lips when she decided to test him, knowing hardly anything about her bodyguard. The best way to start was with a slight tease and he'd given her one by the way he'd woken up.

"Why are you so surprised? Is my face that hideous?" If the rumors were true, he'd respond by saying something like, "I don't know, let me take a closer look," or "Yeah, I was having a nightmare until you came around and woke me up. I kind of liked the nightmare better." Instead, Vincent spoke in an apologetic tone, shaking his head slightly.

"No. I didn't…I'm sorry." His red eyes were soft and his voice was gentle, his eyes now cast upon the soft dirt underneath them. Lucrecia smiled all over again, satisfied with his serious and cute answer. But she wasn't over yet, throwing another playful bout at him.

"And how are you supposed to be my bodyguard if you're up here sleeping?" Again, their eyes locked together and Lucrecia sighed inwardly. His eyes were just like his father's: sad and serious but also determined and strong. They were easy to get lost in, so entrancing was the crimson color of his eyes that she hardly noticed he was replying to her question.

Vincent scowled at himself for being awoken by Lucrecia. Of all people, why'd it been her? At first he'd thought he was still dreaming but when he found that she wasn't doing exactly what he'd always dreamt of her doing, he knew it was reality.

"The warm breeze…I was only going to rest my eyes for a minute," the Turk answered honestly, hoping that she wasn't going to scold him. A small sigh of relief escaped his lips as her soft smile widened and she giggled gently at him.

"Well, I have to admit, the breeze is quite comfortable." His eyes moved up and down her body, taking in everything they could. This was as close as Vincent Valentine was allowed to get at the moment, he knew. Might as well make the best of what he had for the time being.

"However," again, she caught him off-guard and he prayed she hadn't noticed him looking. When he looked back up at her face, he noticed a playful smile placed on her delicate features, "I think you're in my seat." Vincent stared absently at Lucrecia, clearly puzzled. She giggled once more at his expression, holding out a picnic basket that she'd had behind her back this whole time.

Her ginger eyes pulled him in, threatening to never let him escape their gaze. He didn't make any move to try and escape either as they stared at each other silently, listening to their hearts that spoke their silent words. Lucrecia felt herself blush at the awkwardness of the moment before she cleared her throat and asked in a friendly tone, "Care to join me?"

Vincent felt his heart wrench as he tore his gaze away from her face and eyes and down to the picnic basket. Immediately he wanted to say yes, just so he could sit down next to her and gaze upon her body, stealing glances at her as often as possible. He stopped himself from blurting out like a child and instead continued with his honest, yet modest answers.

"Only if you wish me to," he murmured as a smile flickered onto his face. She returned his expression with another teasing smile, sitting down next to him and rummaging through the basket nonchalantly.

"Well, I was planning to eat alone." Vincent turned away dejectedly, his heart being torn out and thrown across the field of grass. Gentle fingers wrapped themselves around his chin and turned his gaze back to look at Lucrecia.

"Not that I mind, though."

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Yep, very short. Anyway, hope you enjoyed!