And here's another one! I'm in writing mode right now. Cranking out chapter after chapter today. Go me! Anywho, hope you enjoy it!

I don't own FF VII or any of her characters. I get no money from this.

Costa del Sol looked as it always did, a paradise resort town. Vincent even thought it was the same woman outside the bar as three years ago. It had been months since he had been anywhere. He had spent the time thinking, much to Chaos' disgust.

He was only here because Yuffie had asked him to come.

'Wrong-o! You want to see her again.'

'And if I do?'

'Whoa, did you just sass me Vincent?' Vincent mentally rolled his eyes. 'Don't you roll your eyes at me! Or even think about rolling them! What's gotten into you? Or is it that you want to get into her?'

"VINNIE!" Vincent turned his head toward the voice calling him, and found Yuffie waving at him from a group of people, most of them male. Many of those males gave him a rather dirty look. Yuffie said something to the group and ran off toward him. The men stared after her.

They had reason to stare. Yuffie was wearing a navy blue bikini that revealed more skin than it covered up. A white and navy sarong was wrapped low around her hips, revealing the ties on the bottom half of her swim suit. Combined with her running, it was almost too much for Vincent to bear. She had never worn anything revealing beyond shorts that barely deserved the name.

'Shit, Vincent. You're one lucky human. Make sure you peel that outfit off nice and slow.'

Vincent did not have time to reply, seeing as Yuffie smacked right into him, hugging him tightly about the middle. His own arms wrapped around her, pulling her closer than he had meant to. The gauntleted hand almost twitched at the sensation of touching her skin in that outfit.

"Vinnie! You're early! The party isn't for weeks!"

"I wanted to see you."

"Really, Vinnie?" She was now looking up at him, the death hold on his torso relaxed for the time being. He nodded and she smiled. "You didn't get a room at the inn, did you? Cause I've got an extra room at my place! You can stay with me. Come on." Yuffie grabbed his right hand, leading him down the street while walking backwards until he matched his pace to hers.

Vincent found himself in a comfortable home overlooking the ocean. The sound of waves would be audible at all hours. There were sparse decorations, a few shells here and there, some artwork and books. Nothing reminiscent of Wutai at all. He wondered about this as Yuffie showed him his room and followed her back into the kitchen after depositing his bags by the bed.

The kitchen had the most personality of the house. Pots and skillets hung from a rack over the island stove, all of them with the air of being recently used. Flowers sat in a tall vase near a window while herbs grew in pots on the patio outside. All of the wood was distressed, as though it was taken from the beach and made into cabinets.

"You still enjoy cooking, I see." He said, examining a pan hanging near his head.

"Yep! And you'd better still like eating it!"

"Of course."

'Like you came here for the food.'

"Good! Cause I've got some great stuff to make for dinner!" He watched Yuffie move about the room, pulling things from cabinets and drawers, and removing a large pan and smaller skillet from the rack. All of this was done while she was still in the bikini. It proved to be extremely distracting.

'She's leaving it on 'cause of the way you're looking at her.'

'How would you know how I am looking at her?'

'Man, the only way you could make things more obvious is to start drooling. Right now you're watching how the muscles in her back flex and thinking about the sight without the sarong.' Vincent blinked, then sighed when he realized Chaos was right. 'Told you. But she likes it, so don't worry about it. Hell, she'll probably let you fuck her before you eat dinner.'

'Must you always use such terms?'

'Hmm? What terms? Oh, you mean 'fuck' right? You don't like that word? Hmm?'

'No. I do not like that word.'

'Well, what else do you call what you want to do to her right now?' If Chaos had a physical body, he would be scratching his head.

'It's called sex.'

'I was afraid you'd say 'making love' or something lame like that.'

'There is nothing wrong with such terms. If you felt something other than lust for a female, you would understand the meaning of 'making love'.'

"What are you arguing about, Vinnie?"

"Hn?" Vincent came back to the world with a slight start. "Nothing of importance."

'Lies! All lies! This is vitally important!'

"Okay." Yuffie was searching a cabinet for herbs, utilizing a small stool. "Aw, man, where's my rosemary?"

'A more important question is why are both of you still dressed? Seriously Vincent, you haven't seen her in months. Can't you at least kiss her? And get her top off?'

"Found it!" She hopped down, an action that made Vincent wish she would do so again. Yuffie set about making dinner, brushing off his offers of assistance. The food was quickly prepared, and they decided to eat like civilized people at a table rather than stand around the kitchen.

The conversation never turned to where he had been for the past months, or why she was living in Costa del Sol instead of Wutai. It was a habit from when they had first met. Neither would pry information from the other. It would come out in due time, when they felt comfortable enough. Vincent had been relieved to find Yuffie would ignore her innate curiosity and wait for him to bring certain subjects up.

The sunset found them watching from the patio, Vincent seated in a chair that reclined more than sat. Yuffie was excitedly telling him about her adventures hunting seashells, using all manner of exaggerated hand movements to make her point. He could not understand why she used them. Yuffie was quite articulate, and had no need for them. After one particularly large swiping movement, he decided to act. He took the hand that moved and used it to pull a startled Yuffie onto his lap. She landed sideways, blinking at him, but not saying anything as one hand wrapped around her waist to keep her in place. The other hand buried its fingers in her hair while the palm and thumb rested against her cheek.

"Watch the sunset with me." She stirred, arranging her body in a more comfortable position but said nothing. She settled, leaning her head against the hollow of his shoulder. Yuffie would not get a very good view of the sunset in that position.

'Like you're really going to watch it.'

'Be silent.'

'Oh, I get it. You're the jealous type. You don't want me to see or know anything about her body beyond what she shows in public. I get you. I'm the same way.'

'Please refrain from comparing the two of us.'

'Whatever. I'll give you and your mate some 'alone time'. ' Chaos 'left' before Vincent could respond.

"Hey, Vinnie?" He turned his head to look at her. Yuffie blinked up at him several times before speaking. "Why am I sitting on you lap?"

"I want you to be here. Do you wish to move?"

"N-no. I just..." A blush crept up her face, making him smile slightly. This intensified the blush and she looked away quickly. Vincent gently tilted her head back to its original position and kissed her. It was a brief meeting of lips, but it nearly made his hands shake with fear. He wondered if she would get up and run from him. Yuffie was staring at him without expression, making him feel as though it had been a mistake. It was his turn to look away.

A small hand touched his face, turning it so that Yuffie was once again in view. She looked into his eyes for so long Vincent felt the need to run for shelter. Those eyes had always haunted and entranced him. Yuffie looked beyond everything he presented to the world and saw what he hid from view. There was no doubt she could see the fear he was barely holding in check, and the hope alongside it.

When she kissed him, it was as though the world ended and began at once. It was just as brief as the first, but it was more powerful. Vincent tightened his arms around her, laying his head against her neck afterward. He let out a long breath, relaxing. Lifting his head, he found Yuffie's lips with his again. The sun set was forgotten, the twilight finding them still outside.

"How is it, that I am lucky enough to have you in my arms, Yuffie?"

"I kinda wanted to ask that too. I always...wanted you to see me as something other than a kid." Yuffie was playing with his hair and blushing again.

"I never thought of you as a child. Chaos' thoughts about you often echoed my own. They still do." She giggled, remembering what the demon had said three years ago.

"But, why did you have to wait so long?"

"You were too young, Yuffie."

"Legal consenting age in Wutai is sixteen, Vinnie!" Vincent traced the contours of her lower lip with his eyes, marveling at how an innocent kiss could be more arousing than one filled with passion from another. He wondered what it would be like, to have her kiss him like that.

"I do not speak of it in a sexual manner. I had no wish, for you deal with my guilt and angst over the past. I am sorry if it has hurt you." His eyes went from her lips to her eyes.

"Wh-what are you staring at?" Yuffie was blushing again.

"You are so very beautiful, Yuffie. I could stare at you forever and never tire of it." She turned bright crimson at this, and tried to hide her face in his cape. "Never hide your face, Yuffie." He spoke gently into her ear, which was also bright red. "You are very beautiful, and very desirable. I have wanted you in my bed for quite some time." She squirmed a little, pulling the edges of his cape closer around her face.

"You really mean that, Vinnie?" Her voice was muffled by fabric, but she sounded so innocent Vincent felt his heart melting.

"Yes." Yuffie emerged from his cape, her face pink now instead of red. She looked up at him from under her eyelashes. He gave her a small smile, one that was revealed for no one else. She returned it with a lop-sided grin.

Vincent could not help but kiss her again. He managed to keep a hold on himself until he felt Yuffie's tongue brush against his lips. He moaned softly, pulling her closer against him as he deepened the kiss. He found his hands wandering her body before long. It was the work of a moment to remove the glove on his right hand. He nearly shuddered at the pleasure of touching her bare skin.

"You are almost too much for me to handle."

"How's that?" Her voice was quiet and breathless, making it more difficult to stop kissing her.

"Self-control escapes me when you kiss me like that."

"Is that such a bad thing?"

"It is when one is trying to be a gentleman." Vincent kissed her closed eyes and forehead before resting his head against the top of hers. He breathed in the scent of her shampoo mixed with salt from the ocean.

"I like that about you. You always try to be a gentleman. Even if it's really mean to kiss me like that and then stop." He chuckled. "Well it is!"

"I am not disagreeing." He continued to hold her for several minutes more. "Would you like to change clothes?"

"You don't like my outfit, Vinnie?"

"Perhaps too much. Let us go inside. If you do not wish to change, I do."

Oh, who'd have thought Vincent would do such a thing? And poor Yuffie, blushing like that. I almost can't bear the sweetness of it all. (squeals into pillow)

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