Vincent Valentine spent every Valentine's Day the same way. Weep for Lucrecia for a few hours, then hop by Kentucky Firaga Chocobo for some Popcorn Moogles. Then, he would sleep until the next holiday, or until someone woke him, which was surprisingly often. Betweeen Cloud asking for a favor, Tifa giving him advice on how to live his own life, Barret telling him about some "dope fly shit happ'nin' in Edge", or Cid telling him to get the fuck up because they were pulling off some stupid get rich quick scheme using his airship. Which he has replaced 5 times in the past year. Anyway, this Valentine's Day was no different, except that he decided to eat it in Nibelheim. 'Well, another Valentine's Day and no progress. I feel as though I carry Meteor itself on my back.' He sat on the well and took his first bite of Mog, and noticed someone crying on the stoop of Shinra Mansion. Feeling as though this may be a sign of something, he walked over to the person. "Tifa?" Vincent asked the person.

"Go away!" she responded.

"What's wrong?" Vincent asked politely. Maybe he could fix her problem?

"Well, it's just that..." Tifa sobbed out, and then wiped her nose on a tissue Vincent had given her. "Cloud's out on another delivery again, but he promised me something else. That we would..."

"Say no more, Tifa." Vincent reply was a soothing dove. "You know he would be with you tonight if he could."

"Yes, I guess your right." Tifa almost completely stopped crying, and hugged Vincent. "Thanks, Vince." Vincent had never been in a situation such as this, and said the only words he could think of at the moment. "Want a piece?" He offered the box of Moogle to Tifa. Tifa graciously took one, and said, "If only Cloud could be more like you are now." Tifa draped her arm around Vincent's shoulder, as did Vincent. "What did Cloud say he would do?"

Tifa immediately blushed. "He said he would... er... go with me to a fancy resturant." Vincent's thin lips curled into a smile.

"He shouldn't make promises he know that he can't keep." They sat there for a moment, in the full moon, eating Popcorn Moogle. 'How ironic. A Valentine's Day that I spend with a loved one.' he thought, when suddenly, he blurted out, "Where is he delivering to?"

"Someplace around the middle of the old Midgar." Tifa responded. "Why?"

Vincent thought. 'Tifa would be so hurt by the truth, but I must. The demon within me wills me.' "Tifa?" he asked again.

"What is it?"

"Is it possible that Cloud could be at Aerith's Church?" Vincent's voice was laden with regret, for this could mentally destroy Tifa.

"Well, possibly."

Vincent's demon compelled him, "Well let's take a look, shall we?" He pulled out a goblin nightscope, and aimed it at Midgar. He saw something that he could not show to Tifa. Cloud was praying, in the middle of the flowers. His demon thought for him. 'Let's just tell her!' 'No, he thought back. "I can't! It would destroy Tifa.' Too bad, because Tifa was already looking through the scope. She saw what he did, and started crying again. Only this time, her tears were of blood. "Tifa." Vincent wrapped his protective, yet tattered red cape over Tifa's form.

"Come on, let's dry your tears. It's okay, although..." Vincent had not been in this situation, either. And he had no fried moogle to save him. He guided her inside, and grabbed a bunch of towels. He dried her tears with them, and held Tifa in his embrace. "May I spend the night with you?" Vincent was grabbed by this particular request, and quickly replied, "Yes. But I'm afraid we have no beds, and only my coffin." Tifa blushed a bit, and then asked him, "May I join you in the coffin?" Vincent replied, "Yes." So he led her to the basement, past the ladder, to the coffin. It was traditionally painted black, and made of ebony. Vincent opened the coffin, and Tifa walked in. Then Vincent walked in, and closed the coffin front.

Cloud sat in a praying position in the middle of Aerith's flowers. "Aerith, I feel humbled by your presence. I fear I have made a dreadful mistake, however." Aerith responded, "Cloud, you will have plenty of time to spend with me after you die. Spend your time alive without my presence. We'll have all of the time in the world after you die." Cloud thought for a moment, then said back, "Well, I need to get back to Tifa. Tell Zack that I said hello. Happy Valentine's Day." He walked outside of the church, and hopped on his fenrir, and sped away. 'I hope Tifa's still at the bar.' he thought as he rode off.

And so, ironically, Cloud accepted the disappearance of Tifa as a sign to stay with Aerith. Tifa and Vincent slept in the cramped coffin for a month, until Barret was gonna wake Vincent up for some 'shit scheme of Cid's that he was gonna try and get Vincent to join' He walked downstairs, and opened the coffin. Vincent immediately awoke, and asked, having the full knowledge that Tifa was right under him and that she was still asleep, and that Barret saw this as well, said, "What in the hell do you want?"

"Damn, Vince. You got it on?"

Vincent sighed, "It's not that. Cloud abandoned him on Valentine's Day, so I took her in. She was so sad, and angry at Cloud."

"Wow, and I thought you were the only one who can sleep that long."

"Well, what's the scheme today. I want to get back with Tifa, as the air is stale and cold."

Barret looked him in the eye, and then said, "What's yo big deal? Actin' like a f-, well, Cid's found phlogiston in the Northern Crater. He needs us to help drill it."

"Sorry, I have enough poisoning. I'll turn into Chaos the second I get there. And what is phlogiston?"

"You were sleepin'. About a week ago, phlogiston was both discovered and used in weapon forging. It can make another Ultima Weapon, or a Death Penalty."

"Like I said, I must sleep. Tifa's warmth and comfort awaits."

"Now hold on a sec, foo! What do you m-" Vincent fell back in to the coffin and closed the front of the coffin.

About a week later, Tifa awoke. "Vince?"

"Yes?"

"What do you think Cloud's doing? I wanna see."

"Tifa, I'm not getting out. At least not for another week."

"Then at least give me an idea, what do you think he's doing?"

Vincent's demon took over. "Probably either weeping over you, or has forgotten about you."

"Really? He's probably in shambles. I should probably talk to him."

The next time Vincent regained his senses, he was completely naked, as was Tifa. 'Damn Chaos.' He got out, now realizing that apparantly, he had another reason to exist. In one day, he set up the entire mansion, and furnished it. He planned to surprise Tifa the morning after by proposing to her. He found love in her, as Cloud might've before he found Aerith. He loved her. Simple as that.

Cloud thought back on what had happened. It had been one month, since he'd gone to Aerith's Church, not found Tifa, and gotten piss drunk the next day instead of looking for her. It'd been his fault, as was Zack's death, Aerith's death, Midgar's being destroyed, and now this. Tifa's death. After another week of searching, he came to the conclusion that Tifa was dead. He went to the spot where Aerith died, and drowned himself in the Lifestream. He would be with Aerith in the Promised Land, forever.

Cid's plan worked, and Barret, Yuffie, Nanaki, and he set up a blacksmith forging Ultimate Weapons. This went on for about a month, and is still prospering currently, although Cid also has a pilot school going. Cid and Shera became happily married a day after Barret told Cid back that Vincent wasn't in. He would've told Cloud that Tifa was there, but he's an evil bastard on the inside.

The End, for now

A/N:Currently is: the day Cloud drowned himself, the day Vincent fixed up the house, and the currently in the business. I might continue this if I get a certain number of reviews/hits. Review!