Disclaimer- I do not own Final Fantasy VII and am writing this story only for fun.

Chapter I

The rain was coming down hard, lightning flashed above showing the outline of a mysterious figure. Vincent Valentine stood at the edge of Nibelheim looking down the road. The rest of the town was indoors due to the down pour but Vincent didn't care, he didn't even know why he was out here but Chaos had kept yelling at him.

It was weird for Chaos to want something so badly, Vincent didn't know what was going on but it was the only way to shut the demon up. So Vincent now stood in the pouring rain, waiting for something to happen; if anything was going to happen. He had been standing outside for some time and his cape was starting to stick to him. There was water dipping off of his bangs into his eyes, with a metallic hand he pushed them back from his face.

"This is ridiculous. Nothing would be crazy enough to be out here," no one but you he thought to himself. He turned to make his way back to the manor when movement caught his eye. Crimson eyes looked out over the road leading to town, I know I saw something, there it is. There was a shadow moving along the ground very slowly, "What did you get me into Chaos?" He pulled his gun out of the holster making sure it was loaded and moved around to get behind the shadow.

As he came closer to the figure his heighten senses started to make out the smell of blood, as well as the sound of pain, his eyes started making out colors. There was a green top sticking to the skin, Vincent could barely make out the curve of small breast. Short brown hair cover the face, hiding whoever it was but he sensed that he knew this person. He slowly put his gun away, Chaos was screaming at him bad idea but Vincent didn't care. The demon had made him come out here in the rain for a reason and Vincent was going to find out why.

He got closer to the person, not making any noise. The smell of blood hit his nose hard as he watch it mix with the mud on the ground. The figure was crawling as if trying to get to town but it was too much.

Vincent couldn't take any more; he got down on one knee to be at eye level. "If you keep moving you're going to kill yourself, you've already lost a lot of blood." The head shot up at the sound of his voice, the hair fell away from the face letting gray eyes lock with red ones. "Yuffie?" His voice was shocked, his eyes widen as he looked at his young team mate.

"Vin…cent?" Her voice came out as a grasp; she gave an smile before passing out. Vincent rush forward stopping her before she hit the ground.

Is this why you wanted me out here Chaos? He put his real hand under her knees and his metallic claw behind her back. Carefully lifting her up, he headed back to the manor.

The morning sun was shining through the window, the rays landing on the face of a young ninja. As she slowly awoke she throw her hands over her eyes to block the light. "Garr man…why is it so bright?" Yuffie looked around taking in her surroundings, "Where am I?" From what she could see she was in an old bedroom that had seen better days. It had old furniture every where, some of it was even turned upside down or on its side. The window had a hole where something had came through it.

There was a pile of books sitting on the desk next to the bed; the bed she finally notice was the only new thing in the room, well it look new. She tried to get a better look at the books, sitting up on one of her elbow; a wave of pain went through her making her fall back to the bed.

"I wouldn't try moving if I was you," Yuffie looked to see the tall former Turk leaning against the doorframe. His red cape wrapping around his legs, as his blood red eyes watch her on the bed, with his arms crossed over his chest.

"Yeah well, you're not me," she tired moving again but was push back down by the claw of her old comrade. When did he move? Another wave of pain shot through her; she bit down on her lip not wanting her friend to know.

"I told you not to move," Vincent said, "you lost a lot of blood. You should still be asleep."

She stuck her tongue out at him, he made a sound but she couldn't tell what he was doing or thinking. I hate that cape. "How long was I out for?"

He sat down on the side of the bed, causing the blanket to slide down, only then did she notice that she didn't have any clothes on. Just the bandage covering her up, a grasp left her lips as she seized the blanket pulling it up over her again. Vincent made the sound in his threat at her reaction, "You're been out for almost an week since I found you."

"AN WEEK!!?" Yuffie looked into his eyes, red orbs watching her every move, "And what about my clothes?" She scanned the room looking for any signs of her belongings.

"Your clothes were so badly torn I just threw them out but I've left out some of mine." Vincent answer, "They're not much but they should do for now."

"That was my favorite…wait a minute, YOU UNDRESS ME!!?"

This time he made an sound that was the closest she have ever heard him make to an laugh. "Yes I did, I couldn't see to your wounds with your clothes on."

But that was my favorite shirt, damn it. Wait, did he just laugh at me? She turned back to look at him, why is he looking at me like that? It had been a year since they last seen each other but the former Turk hadn't changed at all.

Forgetting about the pain she try sitting up again, this time he didn't stop her, "If you're so eager to get up I'll leave you to it. I'll be in the kitchen down stair once you're done changing."

He left her to herself, closing the door behind him. Yuffie looked over the room once more before getting up and heading to the pile of clothes on the desk. She made her way slowly as her wounds stared to hurt like hell. "Doesn't he have anything that isn't black?" She asks holding up a shirt made of black silk at arms length. As she pulled it over her head, careful not to reopen her wounds, she finally saw the mirror and she hardly recognized herself.

There was a scar going across her left eye half way down her nose, there were black and blue bruises all over her face and her neck. The bandage on her chest cover most of the scar on her body but she could still see the ones on her arms and the small one on her neck. Why don't I remember getting these and why is Valentine here? "Wait a minute, where is here? He never answered me!" She finish getting dressed trying to forget the pain and made her way down stair to join Vincent.