My Lucky 7Th diary

Disclaimer:I don't own FF7 or it's characters. I do, however, own any new characters that I create for my fanfics.

A/N: thanks to all who reviewed. And to all readers who enjoyed my last chapter and didn't for whatever their reason may be. I don't mind, thanks all the same. Your good thoughts reach to me through time and space. And it's called E-mail. :) Just remember that if you don't like it, Don't read it! And I was wondering if anyone could guess at the double meaning behind the title of this chapter.


Chapter 2: Blind


10-15
Dear diary,

Well this is kinda sucky. Not only do I have to stay here and help Vince fix the place up, but now Cloud is going to stay with us.

Of course, (he-he), the only plus is, (and I am so ooberexcited about this), Shelke got sent off to a special hospital in Mideel! Yeah! I'm so happy. And after she got picked up by the men in white jackets, alot of tension was released, so much that it felt like a steamroller had been squishing us and then left. But, they say that it will take about three to four days after admissions before we'll get the full diagnosis. That shouldn't be too hard. She's certifiably insane. The dumb bitch. I mean how sane can you be when not only do you not let people call you by your real name, (Shelke), but someone elses, (Lucrecia). And you really believe that you are that person. Lucrecia is dead. We saw her ghost four years ago. (The first dead person that didn't try to hurt or embarrass me in any way.)

It's time to go eat breakfast. Later!

~Yuffie

Yuffie sat up in bed and locked her diary. Something new that she had picked up in town the night before, on her way up to the manor. Then she locked it in the bedside drawer.

As the kunoichi headed for the door, she heard a bang. Running for the door, and out and down the hall. She knew where the noise had came from.

"Cloud! You alright?" Yuffie cried when she saw the Avalanche leader sprawled on the floor at the foot or the stairs.

"What does it look like Yuffie?" the spiky-haired blond snapped. He stumbled to right himself, getting splinters in his hands, then groping to remove them.

"Hey! No need to take it out on me. I'm not the one who did this to you. It was that dumb bitch Shelke." {I always told you guys she had 100 screws out of 10 missing but would you listen, no.}

"I know that. The doctor said that I'm going to be irritated. You know what that means don't you?" He didn't even bother looking her way. There was no need for him to. "It means that I'll snap at anybody and it doesn't matter whether or not their my antagonist."

Yuffie understood. She had been there when Tifa explained what the doctor had said. What she didn't understand though was why Cloud had called Shelke his antagonist. {Oh well. If I'm supposed to know he'd've explained. They always do, whether I need it or not.}

"Yuffie. Where was the kitchen again?" Cloud asked clearly puzzled about where he was.

"Follow me!" Yuffie grabbed Cloud's hand and yanked him down the hall in her excitement.

Yes. Breakfast. The most important meal of the day. Luckily for the two of them Vincent was cooking. Yuffie couldn't cook worth $#!T. Oh she could make tea, but everyone could make it better.

At least that's what she tried to make everyone think. She was actually a very good cook. As good as Vince was.

When Yuffie was fifteen, one year before she left on her quest, the little old lady next door had died. She had never been married, or if she had her husband had long past on. And she had no children.

It had all started when the young and old were waiting in the Da Cho mountains, for the battle to finish. At the, later told, exact moment of her mother's death, the old Lady started to rock back and forth. Yuffie, always concerned for her people, ran to her to see if she were okay. They got to talking and since then Yuffie had always called her Granny.

When Granny died, she had left Yuffie all her recipes, and heirlooms. She even taught Yuffie the things she needed to know about being a woman. And gave her, her love for Materia. But that was another story.

When they reached the kitchen, Vince was already there at the stove.

"Good morning. How did you- -" Vincent started to say, when Cloud blurted out, "What's that horrible smell?"

"- -sleep?" Vince finished in a dejected tone as he looked down at the stove top. He just stood there staring at the pan on the smallest burner.

Yuffie saw a strange look in Vincent's eyes when he looked back at Cloud. It was still his neutral mask, but the pain in his eyes was like a child who thought they would lose a friend if they told them, their darkest secret.

"Do you really think it smells that bad?" Vincent asked the younger man.

Yuffie thought she heard fear in the silent gunman's voice.

"Bad? I thought I said 'horrible'! It smells like hot blood and butter!"

"That's-ah... because it... because it--ah... it is."

{Stuttering. Fear. Pain. That with everything that happened last night. Wow Vince sure has changed. Wait What!?! Blood? Vincent's a vamp? Was Cid really right all along?}

Cloud seemed stunned, and unable to answer. But Yuffie just couldn't help herself. She had to yell at him. "Since when have you been a vamp? How long? Why didn't you tell us when it happened?" It wasn't as if she was afraid of Vampires and 'supernatrual' creatures, it was just such a surprise, that she couldn't help it. "This is terrible, I'm--"

"Yuffie shut up! I was born a vampire. Since I was born. You weren't alive when it happened. So you can calm down. I don't bite humans. This is cow's blood."

Cloud interrupted again, "You act as if you have issues."

"Issues? Cloud everyone has issues. Yuffie is a klutz, which stops her from ever being better then the best ninja. Or even a decent Materia thief."

"Hey!"

"I'm a vampire who is at most times unable to let go of the past. And you Cloud, you-"

"Don't say it."

"Fine I won't, but don't go around thinking you have it the worst. Now breakfast is done."

They ate in silence. Yuffie and Cloud had biscuits and gravy with eggs and sausage. Vincent had all but the gravy. Instead he had the blood mixture, which he called 'blood gravy', over his biscuits.

After everyone was done, Cloud went back to his room.

As Yuffie was cleaning off the table, she turned to Vincent and asked, "What is Cloud's issue?"

He looked back at her, from putting away the extra food, and answered, "He hates it."

"Hates what?" Yuffie asked suddenly concerned about their leader. {What could he possibly hate so much he has an issue with it? Or does he hate his issue?} She got her answer when Vince finally spoke.

"He hates that he's blind."