Meteor loomed in the sky, almost like a ticking time bomb ready to destroy all life at a moment's notice. If something wasn't done in the next two days, Gaia, the world, was doomed.
The crew of the airship Highwind stood in the control room. There was a sense of doubt among the party that maybe they couldn't complete their mission. Cloud Strife leaned against the ships wall as he pondered the next course of action. Cid Highwind, the ship's captain, yelled at the learner pilot on the helm ("you f**king idiot, you nearly crashed, dammit I need some TEA!") . Barret Wallace was on his cell phone, calling Elmyra to explain the situation and to hopefully see his daughter before the decisive battle. Cait Sith was away in the Shinra building with Reeve, looking around the remains for any sign of life, or anything that could help in the fight against Sephiroth.
Tifa Lockhart was onboard the Highwind, staying close to Cloud. As they both had nowhere to go, they decided to stay together. They needed to talk about their past together, and where the future would take them.
That just left the last two, Vincent Valentine and Yuffie Kisaragi. The two "outsiders" of the group.
The only friends Vincent had were the group, and as for Yuffie, she had only just seen her family, but promised not to return to Wutai until she proved herself. She didn't even want to think about what to do, at the moment her only job was not to hurl all over Cids airship.
Vincent kept quiet, he was never particularly good with goodbyes, and all his attention went into thinking about the fight ahead. However, something just ticked at the back of his mind. He wanted to have 'fun' as people called it. He wanted one night to just enjoy himself and not worry about anything else in the world. Maybe it was the fact that in times of destruction and peril, he just needed to let go.
Leaving the control room, Vincent walked along the metal walkway to the command room where Yuffie was. She was sitting at a long table with her head in her hands, trying to keep the motion sickness at bay.
"Yuffie, you don't look too good" Vincent said to her, with his rough, yet tender voice.
"Gee, thanks Vince, just what a *ugh* girl loves to hear" replied Yuffie sarcastically.
Vincent felt a small lump in his throat, he knew Yuffie was just annoyed from the motion sickness, but he tried to help. He opened a pouch beside his belt and took out a small vial of blue liquid.
"Here, drink this" he said, handing the vial to Yuffie.
"Thanks...wait, what is it?"
"Tranquilizer, it'll help your stomach"
She took it, popped the cork off and took a swig, drinking it in one go.
"Thanks Vince, appreciate it. I feel much better already actually" said Yuffie, smiling and casually performing a backflip off the chair she was sitting on. She landed clumsily but adjusted herself quickly. Vincent always found her quirkiness and happy outlook on life refreshing.
Being somber and quiet was Vincents' style; he never found much reason to be happy any more. If something was going to make him happy, it had to be extremely funny. Yuffies awkwardness made him chuckle at times, and this was the reason they always seemed so close, for nearly complete opposites. He was always going to be "Mr. Vampire Valentine" and she was always going to be a ray of sunshine.
Remembering why he was there, Vincent asked Yuffie, "I know this is weird, and feel free to say no, but Cloud gave me the gold pass to the Golden Saucer, and it'd be odd going alone, so, y'know, if you want to – "
"Yes"
"Huh?"
"I'd love to go with you" said Yuffie with a grin, "it could be fun, y'know, or did they have fun in your day, old man?"
"Hey, I'm not old, I'm 27!" retorted Vincent.
"Woah keep your suspenders on pops. Hehehe, I'm on a date with an old man" winked Yuffie.
It did kick in, Yuffie was 16, Vincent was 27. Neither of them really cared, for all they knew they could be dead the next day.
"Wait, what, a date...no, I never..." stuttered Vincent.
Yuffie walked towards the door swinging a shuriken around her fingers. "See you later Vinnie"
