Well, here's the second chapter to Yuffie's Red Flame. Hopefully I can draw this out more than five chapters, to give you guys a more enjoyable read, but it might not happen. So...

Read On and Enjoy


When Yuffie woke up, she was immediately aware that Vincent wasn't in bed with her. She sat up automatically, searching for him. Before she could work up into a panic, she located Vincent leaning on the dresser in their room, fully dressed in his cape, absent his golden claw, looking at the ornate box she had brought him to keep Cerberus in. There was concentration on his face, like he was trying to open the box with sheer thought power. It wasn't working.

"Vince?" Yuffie said, and he jerked and looked at her. She climbed out of bed and went over to him, wrapping her arms around his waist. He lifted an arm and put it around her shoulder. "You okay?" she asked him, looking up at him, blinking.

"It's been over three months since I last picked Cerberus up," he said, "I guess I'm just worried I might not be as good a shot as I normally am. Reeve said there wouldn't be any danger, but it wouldn't feel right not taking it with me."

"Vince, do you really have to go today?" Yuffie asked. Reeve had finally picked up a trail on 'G', believing him to be a member of SOLDIER, and had asked Vincent to go with him into the outskirts of Midgar, where 'G' was last rumoured to be. "I mean, can't Reeve just take someone from the WRO instead?"

"I asked him about that before you woke up," Vincent said, "But he said that if I didn't go with him, he'd send a hundred Cait Sith's after me until I turned up. You know how much I don't like that thing."

"I'll talk to him then," Yuffie said, "He won't disagree with me. Then you can stay here and we won't have to be separated again..." Yuffie trailed off as Vincent looked at her. She hated it when he wasn't around, and he knew it too.

"No, it'll be fine," Vincent said, twisting in her grip so he could wrap his arms around her shoulders, "It's just recon; nothing too serious," he stroked her hair, and didn't notice the hard glaze that went over her eyes.

"Really, nothing bad will happen?" she said, in a tone that made Vincent frown, "and what happens if someone gets you here?" She stepped back and pressed her hand against Vincent's stomach, aiming for the scar. Vincent gasped and doubled over with a groan.

"That was low," Vincent breathed as he stood back up, his red eyes glowing. All credit to Yuffie; she didn't back down.

"I don't want you to go Vincent," Yuffie said, "I can't stand it when you're not here." Vincent noted that she had started using his whole name; always a bad sign. When he didn't say anything, she pulled away from him and went to stand by the window, with her back to him. Vincent clenched his hands into fists. Why were the problems surfacing now, so close to what would be the happiest day of their lives? Sometimes, Vincent wondered if there was some perverse god that sat on his throne in the heavens, decided it was too boring and messed with their lives for entertainment. He thought for a second on how to placate Yuffie for a while, and came up with something she'd appreciate. He opened the gun case and pulled out Cerberus, the triple-barrelled gun that had served him so well over the past few years. A triple-headed dog chain hung from the handle, and he unclipped it, sliding the chain through it so it resembled a necklace. He slid Cerberus into his holster and approached Yuffie, who turned slightly but kept her gaze away from him. He lowered the charm around her neck and clipped it together.

"This charm means a lot to me," Vincent said, as Yuffie looked at it and held it in her hands, "so as long as you wear it, I'm always going to be with you, and I'll always come back." Yuffie turned around to him, her eyes shining with tears.

"Vince..." Yuffie started to say something, but Vincent cut her off with a kiss. All arguments forgotten, she kissed him back with as much passion as she could muster, and he returned it. When the kiss broke off, Yuffie kept his gaze and said "Sure you won't stay?"

Vincent chuckled in his throat, "I don't really have much of a choice," he kissed her quickly again, "I'll be back before you have time to miss me."

"I miss you already," Yuffie said, claiming the win. She grinned as Vincent shook his head and kissed her forehead.

"Then I'll be back before you know it," he said, leaving in a swirl of his cloak, grabbing and sliding on his golden claw as he left. Yuffie looked on after him, and she smiled again.

"No one deserves to look that awesome except you, Vincent Valentine," she said, before going to the window to watch him leave. It was the first real time they had been separated in the whole four months they'd been together, and trepidation crawled into her belly.

Vincent exited Edge quickly, a WRO transport waiting for him. He climbed in the back, and Reeve was sitting there waiting for him.

"Ah, Vincent," he said, smiling, "glad to see you could make it."

"I didn't have much choice, did I?" Vincent said, drawing Cerberus and pointing it at Reeve's head. "You have ten seconds to give me the one reason I won't pull this trigger and go back to Yuffie right now." Reeve paled, opened his mouth but couldn't speak, and he started to sweat. Vincent counted backwards in his head, and then pulled the trigger.

The gun clicked empty, and Reeve almost fainted with relief. "You didn't really think I was going to shoot you, did you Reeve?" Vincent said as the truck began to pull away.

"I don't know half the time with you, Vincent," Reeve said, rubbing his face. "Interested in G's history?" Vincent could tell Reeve was as eager for this to end as he was. Vincent nodded and busied himself with loading Cerberus as Reeve explained.

"Alright, we managed to retrieve quite a bit of data from Shinra's databanks, and we have since come to the conclusion that 'G' was definitely a member of SOLDIER. He was First Class, making him highly formidable in combat; there was a partial recording of a training simulation in the databanks. It shows three people duelling; one was Sephiroth, and there were two others. One of them has to be 'G'. No audio, so if there was a name said we can't figure it out. All we know is that if it's who we think it is then we are in very, very big trouble."

"Did Shelke have any info?" Vincent asked.

"Well, if she did, she wouldn't tell me," Reeve said, "She just clammed up when I asked her."

"We don't know the whole story of what they did to her in there," Vincent said; just then his phone rang. That was odd in and of itself. Yuffie was the only one that called him on a regular basis, and she should be busy with Tifa planning the wedding. He pulled out the phone and answered it. "Hello?" he asked.

"Yes, is this Vincent Valentine?" A voice said, a voice that Vincent didn't recognise, but it sent chills down his spine. Only one over person ever did that, and that was Sephiroth. This person had the same air in his words; utter confidence and determination.

"Who is this?" Vincent demanded, but the voice chuckled.

"I've been dialling numbers all morning trying to find you, Vincent Valentine. Quite the job you did to Deepground; Hojo must have been proud of you. Or he would have been, had you been on his side."

"Who is this?"

"My name is of no importance just yet, Vincent Valentine. But I do have a question for you; what is young, pale and means more to you than life itself? That's where you'll find me." The line clicked dead, and Vincent stared at the phone in his hand, letting the words sink in. What was young, pale and means more to him than life itself? The answer hit Vincent like a train and his brain shut down; Yuffie. Vincent stood and burst out of the back of the WRO transport, running full pelt back to Edge. Reeve was shouting at him, but all sound drained away from the world. He felt his anger building, begging for release. His body began to shift and change, and soon Vincent had become the Galian Beast, the dog like animal that Hojo had turned him into in his first experiments. The beast charged through the wilderness, aiming for Edge. The last sane thought in its head was simple; get back to Yuffie.

Yuffie was her normal cheerful, energetic self, throwing herself back into Tifa's wedding planning. It was only going to be a small wedding, because that's what Vincent would have been happy with, but when the news leaked out to the people of Edge, so many people wanted to go that Vincent had to concede and let Tifa and Yuffie plan a large wedding. Godo wasn't making an appearance; according to Yuffie, it was because he felt bad about abducting her and getting Vincent stabbed. Vincent had put a call in himself asking Godo to attend, if only to give Yuffie away, but Godo refused. Vincent had organised with Cid to drag him down here by his long beard if he didn't agree to go willingly.

What they had already organised was plenty; the wedding was going to take place on the cliff overlooking Midgar, which was now covered with flowers. Marlene was the only flower girl they were having, as Shelke refused to join her. Cloud and Tifa were best man and maid of honour respectively, and if Godo still wouldn't attend, Barret was their back-up to give Yuffie away. The ceremony was taking place at noon, so that the flowers would be fully opened. After the ceremony, they were coming back to Seventh Heaven for the reception, after which Vincent and Yuffie were departing for Costa del Sol. Not the most original honeymoon, but it was where Yuffie wanted to go.

So engrossed in the planning, neither of them heard the door open and admit a man clad in red leather, holding a long red blade. He quickly looked and found the one he was looking for; he'd get to Chaos this way for sure. As he raised the blade to attack, someone yelled out, catching their attention. "Teef, where the HELL did you put my sword?"

"It should be in the big cabinet, Cloud!" the other girl, Tifa yelled back. She looked familiar somehow to the man, but now he moved quickly, preparing to stab. But Tifa saw him and yelled out. Yuffie turned and dodged the blade coming down at her head just in time. The sword passed through the wooden table, and Tifa launched herself over it and delivered a punch into the man's face. He was knocked back, and as he looked, a man with spiky yellow hair, holding a blade that was oversized to say the least. His eyes widened, and then the spiky haired man charged, the leather clad man only blocking in time.

"Tifa, get the kids out!" he yelled, "NOW!" As the two locked eyes, something stirred in the leather clad man's memory.

"Wait...I know you from somewhere..." he said.

"It's Cloud," Cloud said, "Cloud Strife. And I remember you...Genesis Rhapsodos."

Genesis grinned. "I know that tone...you sound like that Zack boy." Cloud yelled and forced Genesis back; driving a series of blows and forcing Genesis back out the door before he could retaliate. As it stood, Genesis wasn't interested in trading blows with another disciple of his old friend; he wanted Chaos. He lashed out and knocked Cloud to the ground, but before he could execute another attack, something knocked into him with a roar, throwing him backwards.

Cloud looked up, and saw the Galian Beast. The beast roared at Genesis, who struggled to his feet.

"That's not what I'm looking for," Genesis said, "but it'll DO!" he rushed the Galian, who dodged and struck back. But before any more retaliation could happen, Genesis launched a powerful fireball at Galian, knocking it into a wall and causing it to transform back into Vincent.

"So," Genesis said, flourishing his blade, "This is the great Vincent Valentine, holder of the Protomateria, and vessel of the mighty Chaos. I must say, I am not impressed."

"Vince, be careful," Cloud grunted, "he's an ex-SOLDIER!"

Vincent didn't answer, but drew Cerberus and loosed shot after shot at Genesis, who had to jump up to the buildings to escape the barrage. Vincent quickly reloaded his gun, then jumped up after him, aiming and shooting at Genesis, who deflected and dodged the bullets. This fight was going to long and hard for both combatants.


Yuffie: HEY! You said I did cool stuff in this chapter! All I did was dodge and run! How is that cool?

Fiori: It's been pushed back a chapter Yuffie, so don't complain. And get out of my house; if I get in shit for you raiding the cupboards again, I will hunt you down

Yuffie: Well, you should entertain your guests more!

Fiori: God, give me strength. Anyway, I don't own FFVII or any of the characters (that doesn't seem to stop them from visiting though)

Yuffie: I'm the only one that visits you!

Fiori: See you next chapter, if I haven't killed Yuffie