Hello. This is a revival of this story because I wrote this in an immature time in my life. I want to make this stories quality rise. So each chapter will be edited based on the changes I want to make.
This is a Vincent/Tifa AU fic and I hope you like it. Warning though, it's OOC.
I support Cloti. But I'm a fave of pairing Tifa with other characters.
Please don't mind that these chapters are mostly set in the diner, I promise you that the next chapter will be the last one I will do this...at least for right now.
Your eyes are the color of blood, your hair is black like coal
Your skin is paler than snow, and I pray over your troubled soul
You say you've committed sins, when you really have only been a victim
The past haunts and your resolve grows dim, but the innocent light in her eyes makes you want to live again
Tifas POV
Sighing, I slid onto a comfortable chair and stretched my arms.
My shift was officially over, but I decided not to leave.
I was still waiting for Cloud.
...Don't look at me like that!
I know, I know! Any sensible girl wouldn't be so clingy and all, but he was my best friend -more like former- and I really wanted to talk to him. I hadn't seen his handsome face in so long...
...Uh...Anyway!
Yuffie had left a few minutes ago, saying that she was going to Zack's house, since Aerith was there and she owed her money. I hadn't talked to those two in a while, since they both decided to keep their distance.
Aerith was a really popular and sweet girl at my school, who I met due to Cloud. I hadn't liked her at first because she seemed to like Cloud and didn't hesitate to show it. But I decided to become friends with her later, all thanks to Zack Fair.
Zack was a really cocky college student who dated Aerith after crashing into her house with his truck -I know right!-and was currently the only person Cloud even acknowledged. His dad was in the military, and he moved to Midgar te hre years ago because his father had been investigating a bombing that had been set off during midnight, the night of my 13th birthday.
His father had left for his other missions, but Zack decided to rent a house here. Apparently he and Aerith hit it off and started dating after she repaired her house- Zack tried to make it up to her with a date, he's too cocky for his own good-, and he and Cloud became friends later on. Mostly because Cloud reminded him of his younger brother who died, or something like that. Zack rarely spoke to me, but when he did it was usually about Cloud.
The same Cloud who was taking forever to come to the diner...
Was Yuffie wrong? Maybe they really had been just rumors, and Yuffie ate up gossip like chocolate cake. If they really were rumors, I was going to skin Yuffie alive and toss her to the sharks. She always liked to make me get my hopes up...
Muttering profanities under my breath, I layed my head down on the dining table I currently occupied, staring out the window. It was by the diners entrance, and was actually a comfortable-and empty- corner of the diner.
Usually no one sat here, for a reason I still haven't discovered. Yawning, I closed my eyes and was about to take a short and much needed nap when I felt a presence next to me.
"Hey."
My head shot up quickly and I grimaced when my neck made a snapping sound. Why was pain being inflicted on my body so constantly? Had I done something cruel to someone before without me knowing!? Rubbing my neck I glanced up, ready to yell at who ever interrupted my alone time, but instantly paled when I saw who it was.
It was that bloody eyed man from earlier. I nearly choked on my own saliva as he towered menacingly over me, another cup of what I assumed was coffee in his hand.
He had taken off his leather jacket and draped it over his arm to reveal a plain black shirt that had the words 'Revenge is sweet' imprinted in red on it. It was slightly small on him, and although it showed his broad chest, I found it creepy that he was so large. Even creepier that he was even talking to me right now.
He looked slightly less scary since he didn't have a pissed off look like he had before, his face was actually eerily calm...in a way that made me shudder.
I just stared at him for a few seconds, since my body seemed to be frozen for the moment, when I started to realized he had said something to me and was waiting for a response. I felt my cheeks heat up when I realized how creepy it must of seemed to just stare at him when had greeted me.
"Uh...err...can I help you?" I asked, biting my lip and looking down at my lap, trying to avoid his gaze. It was quiet for a moment, but he finally answered after a few seconds, his voice husky.
"Is that seat taken?"
I tried to hide the shock on my face, but failed, which caused the blush on my cheeks to deepen. I must have looked like a ripe tomato right then. Glancing around, I saw that the only empty seat in the diner was by the bar, which was occupied by Priscilla, who was literally staring daggers into the his back. When did the bar get so full of people...
...ooohhh...
He obviously didn't want to be anywhere near the red head, and I could see why. He was smarter than he looked...
Shaking my head to clear out my rude thoughts, I tried my best to give him a polite enough smile. Well... a polite grimace fit the description better.
"No...this seat... isn't taken."
My voice came out as a timid whisper and I mentally smacked myself for acting like a scared two year old.
'He probably thinks your a freak or something!'
I was so busy scolding myself in my head that I didn't notice the man slide into the seat across from me. By the time I looked up, I was surprised to see he was nonchalantly sipping what i assumed to be black coffee. I crinkled my forehead, watching as he drank it as if it was water.
...Who drinks that stuff anyway?
Vincent's POV
When I had exited the bathroom, I had went over to the bar to get another drink, and was upset to realize that the same red head from earlier was still there. I had quickly scanned the room and saw that the only spare seat was by a girl who was talking to herself. I later realized it was the girl I had bumped into earlier.
Obviously I had thought she was the better option and had walked over, asking if the seat across from her was taken. Now I realized I had made a mistake considering she seemed to think I was the devil in disguise.
It had been 2 minutes since I sat down across from the raven haired girl, and I wasn't enjoying myself. At all. She had been staring at me for a while now, and it was starting to get annoying. Didn't her mother tell her it was rude to stare at people?
Finally, against my better judgment, I snapped. But for once, my anger dissolved quicker than usual.
Setting down my drink, I turned to glare at her and watched as a look of surprise and embarrassment crossed her face.
"See something interesting?" I asked laying my chin on the palm of my hand, not bothering to hide the scowl on my face.
She didn't answer. Just stared at me blankly, as if I hadn't said anything at all.
My glare hardened and I stood up, ignoring the way her eyes widened slightly, fear sparking in them.
"...Did you just ignore me?" I asked through gritted teeth, my temper rearing its ugly head.
The girls eyes widened like saucers and a red flush spread across her cheeks. "N-no! I'm...I..." She stuttered then paused. Her mouth opened and closed as if she was having trouble saying something. She looked extremely scared, like a fish out of water.
I watched blankly as the red flush on her cheeks spread to the rest of her body like the plague, even her ears were red. Did she have a medical disorder?
"Uh...I..um..Uh!" She stuttered, her hands coming up to cover her face. Her whole body was shaking and she looked as if she was about to cry. Any second her eyes would roll in the back of her head and she would likely faint.
Maybe I should have to my chances and sat at the counter near that red head...
I sighed and leaned across the table, slowly pulling her hands away from her face.
"Sorry if I scared you, I'm not upset." I muttered, annoyed that I had said more sentences today then I had in my whole life.
The girl's watery eyes stared up at me, shocked. I soon realized it must be because I had touched her. Sitting back down in my seat, I looked away from her, deciding that the view from the window was interesting.
It was uncomfortable to realize Shinra, a bastard I used to work for, was right when he said I could never become a normal person. If I even looked at someone they would cower in fear, which was evident due to the girl across from me who was now staring at her lap once more.
"Are you always like this?" I asked, keeping my voice emotionless, suspecting she wouldn't even answer me. I was surprised she hadn't rushed out of the diner, ready to have nightmares about freakish vampire-like men... who looked exactly like me.
To my surprise, she looked up and her eyes locked with mine, the flush in her cheeks now decreased to a pink tint.
"Uh...Sorry about that...I'm kind of not in the best condition today." she mumbled and fidgeted, as if she was struggling not to look away from my face.
I snickered discreetly, but by the animated shocked look on her face, it was obvious she heard.
"It isn't funny..." She protested weakly, her skin brightening, alerting me she might turn red again. I never understood why people blushed, it was annoying and unattractive. Not that she was unattractive when she blushed, but it didn't look healthy.
"Maybe it isn't funny to you," I began, turning my head to look at her once more. I never bothered to talk if I didn't have to, but there was something about her that just made me want to throw back my head and laugh. Coming from me, that wasn't considered normal. I didn't do laughs, never had.
"But lets pretend you're in my shoes. If you walk into a diner, get you a drink, and get rammed into a teenage girl right after, the first thing you'll feel is...?"
The girls cheeks turned crimson immediately, but she turned her head to the side, as if thinking about my question.
"...Lust?" She guessed, lamely, innocence covering her face like a blanket.
"..."
"Captivation?" She guessed again, this time with a worried look on her face.
"..."
"Uh...Merriment?"
"..."
"How about Jubilation? The priest at the church taught that word to me."
"..."
-5 minutes later-
"Deja vu?"
"...no."
"Gloomy?"
"..."
"Uh...Oooh! I know, you'll feel hungry!"
"..."
"...Uh..."
-7 minutes later-
"You know, I cant think of any other words..." the raven haired girl muttered, embarrassment evident on her face.
I lifted my head from its position behind my arm, and looked up at her, suddenly feeling like I had spent the whole day working with Elena on one of my assignments-missions-. Believe me, Elena is even more exhausting then this girl.
"You know, it doesn't seize to amaze me that you said nearly the entire dictionary, yet still didn't manage to say the correct answer to my simple question. How dumb can one girl be?" I replied calmly. Seriously though, how dumb could she be?
The girl across from me gasped, and a look of annoyance flashed through her eyes.
"I AM NOT DUMB!"
"Could have fooled me."
"Why are you so mean!?"
"Why are you so dense?"
"Do you know how rude you're being!?"
"Do you know how loud you're being?"
"I am NOT being LOUD!" She yelled, slamming her fist on the table surface and making my cup rattle.
In seconds everyone in the diner was staring at our table. Or more precisely; at the girl.
"Don't look at her, she's crazy." A woman hissed to her son, who was had dropped his food on the ground due to the girls , the girl groaned and laid her head on the table, covering her face with her arms.
Smirking despite myself, I leaned towards her and tapped her shoulder.
"Leave me alone." She muttered, but her arms muffled her voice so it came out 'nerve meh alone'
"You sure know how to attract attention." I whispered in her ear, amusement evident in my voice. It has been a long time since I ever found anyone who I liked being around, and the last person was Lucrecia. But these two woman were far from alike. As far as I know; Lucrecia didn't yell in diners.
"You know, you never told me your name." I said, picking up my cup and drinking the last of my black coffee. the girl peeked at me from under my arm, but quickly hid her eyes again when I turned to look at her.
"It's none of your business." She mumbled, and shifted farther away from me, sliding closer to the entrance. Unfortunately for her, the door was broken off and hot air breezed in, overpowering the cool hair around her since she was the closest.
Sighing the girl looked up at me, her eyes pleading. I already knew what she wanted.
"No I am not switching seats, and no you cant sit by me." I said immediately, biting back a smile when she let out a sad groan.
"Pleeeeeease!"
"No."
"Why not?"
"No."
"Cant you give me a little pity? It's hot over here!"
"Find another seat."
"There is no other seat!"
"Too bad."
Scowling, the girl sat up and glared at me.
"What do I have to do to sit next to you?"
"You love me so much already that you're begging to sit beside me? How sweet." I retorted, staring down at her, watching as pure rage took over her face.
"YOU DISGUSTING PI-" She froze when I turned towards her, my eyebrows raised in an intimidating way.
"Disgusting what?" I asked, narrowing my eyes slightly, mentally daring her to say something she'd regret. I didn't hit women, thought it was below me. But she didn't know that.
"Um...did I say disgusting? I meant...uh...hey, do you know a positive word that rhymes with disgusting?"
I rolled my eyes and sighed; She needed serious help.
"I do not! You're mean!"
I looked up at her, surprised. Did I say that out loud?
"Yes you did!"
Shit...
"Don't say bad words!"
"Oh shut up,"
(GASP!)
"How dare you!"
I facepalmed.
Yuffies POV
"Okay Cloud, were almost there!" I told the taller blonde cheerfully as I pulled him towards Seventh Heaven.
Cloud sighed and asked me again where we were going. "To Zackie's house of course!" I lied, giving him another smile. I had lied to Tifa and told her Cloud was coming to see her earlier today, and now I realized that if she found out I had lied, she'd KILL me!
I'm not kidding, that girl may be dense but she has one mad punch!
I mean, I had only told her that little white lie to make the sad look leave her face for more than a few minutes...Okay, that's only half the reason. The other half is because I would have loved watching her shocked face when he didn't return. When Tifa is surprised, her whole body turns red, and that's fun to see.
But now I realized that Tifa would be on a murder spree if Cloud didn't show up, so I decided to take matters in my own hands.
Unfortunately for me, taking matters in my own hands wasn't so easy at first. Cloud was obviously avoiding Tifa like the plague, and as her unofficial little sister and best friend, I was on his list of people to avoid as well.
So I wasn't surprised when he slammed the door in my face after hours of me knocking on his door. He didn't believe me when I said that Tifa wasn't at Seventh Heaven because her shift was over, so I had entered the turf of plan B. That is, Plan B is actually:
'Lie and tell him that Zack was currently drunk and trying to leave his house.'
If you know anything, you know that a drunk Zack means trouble. So Cloud hadn't gone beyond giving me a doubtful look when I told him the little lie. Since Cloud would instantly recognize the trail to the bar, I decided to take the secret path...which led to the Bar, but also led to a clearing with poison Ivy.
Hopefully I would remember which trail to follow.
"...Hey...this doesn't look like the road to Midgar's Edge." Cloud muttered, a suspicious look on his face. I giggled nervously.
Midgar's edge was the richer side of the town, where all the wealthy people like Rufus Shinra, Scarlet O'Hara, and other rich people lived. Zack had moved into a lavish apartment there, and rarely came to the 'drowsy' side of Midgar unless it was an emergency.
"Oh yeah...this is a shortcut." I said quickly, but bit my lip as the bar came into view. By the way Cloud's hand tightened its grip on my arm, I knew he saw it too.
"...Yuffie, I hate you." Cloud muttered and quickly turned around to leave. Before he could escape though, I launched myself on him, grabbing his arms so he couldn't push me off. In seconds I was wrapped around him like a octopus. "Yuffie! Get off!" He snapped and struggled to remove me. I only tightened my grip in response.
"Not so fast Porcupine head!"
Covering his eyes with one arm, I smiled when he started wobbling towards the bar, probably thinking he was walking back home.
"I love being me."
Tifas POV
I am so pissed off right now!
The jerk across from me keeps insulting me and wont apologize! It's like he loves torturing me or something. Whats worse is that he wont be a gentleman and let me sit beside him; away from the hot air!
And he has this smug little look on his face- which is kind of impossible since he looks so indifferent-, and I can see the faintest hint of a smile on his lips.
See! He's such a jerk!
He's such a $%#^#! How can anyone be so &#*#^##! I hate *#&#(#)#'s like him!
"You know, cursing at me in your head wont help you feel better." He said, he's annoyingly deep voice putting my thoughts to a complete halt. I slowly turned my head to glare at him, scowling when I saw he was looking at me with that... that LOOK on his face.
I cant describe it, its like he looks indifferent and emotionless but I can just TELL he's laughing inside!
"Are you a mind reader or something?" I retorted, and grew even more annoyed when he gave me a faint smirk.
"On the contrary, I'm just really good at reading facial expressions."
I struggled to find a biting reply to send back to him, but none was forthcoming.
"My teacher said that when you make ugly faces it stays that way forever..." I said randomly after a few seconds of silence.
"...You cant say she didn't warn you..." He muttered, turning away from me, his face blank once more.
I gasped at what he was implying. Could he be possibly... Could he actually think that I'm...!?
"You know what? I'm tired of you." I hissed and stood up to leave. Unfortunately for me, someone decided to pass by me at that very moment and bump into me. Wobbling to stay upright, I slipped on an imaginary speck and fell forward, instantly falling into the man.
His chest was like a brick wall and my face slammed into it, -ouch!-making me fall backwards.
My nose now felt numb and I felt a wet substance slide from it just as I began falling. My hand shot out and blindly grabbed the person's shirt, but with my rotten luck the cloth tore off and I was heading towards the ground.
"EEK!"
(CRASH!)
Yuffies POV
"Yuffie, for the last time, get OFF!" Cloud yelled, trying to get free from my arms. We were now on the porch of seventh heaven, and Cloud had managed to temporarily get free from my grasp.
Now he was trying to exit the patio, with me hanging on his legs.
"Cloud! Be a man and go inside!" I pleaded, squeezing his legs harder as he began to slowly walk down the stairs.
"Don't try that with me Yuffie, I should have known you were lying." He muttered, shaking his leg as if that would make me let go.
"Okay that's it!" I yelled and let go of his legs, but before he could make a run for it I grabbed him by his hair- which is harder than it looks since I'm so short- and began pulling him back up the stairs, towards the entrance.
"Yuffie that hurts!"
"Too bad Chocobo head!"
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!"
Tifas POV
Groaning I slowly opened my eyes; surprised that I wasn't dead yet.
Looking around, I saw that the man I bumped into was being helped up by a lady in a pretty blue skirt, and everyone in the diner was once again staring at me. I glanced at the table where the rude man was supposed to be, but I didn't see him.
I faintly noticed that I was on top of something soft yet contradictorly hard that absolutely wasn't the floor. Looking down fearfully, My eyes locked with blood red ones that looked annoyed.
'Oh god, why me...'
"You really are crazy." He muttered and pushed me off of him, swatting red specks off his shirt. I slid to the floor but it didn't hurt this time. Wincing, I converted to a sitting position and looked more closely at the specks.
"Is that blood!?" I whispered, feeling disgusted and fearful. I don't see how he could be bleeding, I wasn't THAT heavy!
'...Right?'
He looked down at me and sighed when he saw my stricken face. Grabbing my hand and pulling me up beside him. But my legs decided to stop working at that moment, due to the pain and the shock, so I fell back down.
Rolling his eyes, he picked my up bridal style and gave me a pointed look. I felt the heat rush to my cheeks and instantly knew I was blushing.
"Yes, it's blood. But if you think you injured me, then stop worrying...-'Then as if seeing my face for the first time, he grimaced-'...You have a nosebleed, you know that right?" He muttered, eyeing my nose with disdain. Gasping, my hand shot up and brushed against my nose, and to my dismay a red liquid dripped on my finger.
What on earth? Sheesh, my day kept getting worse and worser(If that's even a word, which it isn't.) Theres usually only three reasons that I could have a nosebleed.
1. Someone punched me really hard and broke my nose
2. Its really hot and the blood in my system goes through the wrong entrance.
And 3. I see a private part of a male that I'm not supposed to see.
In this case, I felt the private part of a male I'm not supposed to see, and I'm hoping to god that my nose is bleeding because I slammed into that guys chest.
"It's not what you think...!" I shrieked and tried to get out of his arms, but my legs wouldn't budge.
'YOU TRAITORS!'
"Look, I'll just get you some tissue-" The man began, a smirk edging on his lips again, but he was interrupted by a familiar voice.
"Tifa!"
The mans voice trailed off as he looked away from my face and towards the sound. I snapped my head in the direction of the western twanged voice. When I saw who it was, and who that person was with, I paled.
Yuffie was standing beside the doorless entrance, eyes wide and a look of disbelief was plastered on her face. I would of smiled at her shock if she didn't have her fingers wrapped around a chunk of spiked hair, which was attached to the teenage boy I'd been crying over for months.
Looking up, his electric blue eyes connected with mine for a split second before he looked at the space above my head, his eyes narrowed.
"...Tifa, who's your friend?" Cloud asked, slowly pulling Yuffie's hand away from his hair. The short girl didn't react. She just stared at me, her mouth wide open. Her eyes were darting between me and my 'friend'.
Oh god please kill me now!
I'm keeping the old A/N below up. I like reading it since I sounded so cute at that age.
DUN DUN DUN!
I feel so much better after a half hour of writing! I didn't edit this much so I hope this is okay! Everyone looks the way they do in Advent children, except that Marlene's older and cuter, and Vincent looks modern and hot as his black coffee! X-D
Oh, and I keep imagining Yuffie with a western accent as I write this, wouldn't that be funny?
Oh, and I never thought of Marlene and Denzel together, but I might decide to make them have some moments in this story.
Oh, and don't worry about lack of characters; Reno,Barret, Cid, and some of my other favorite people will get a part in this story!
Oh, and I just want to ask; Do you think I could pull off a Lightning/Snow fanfiction? I have this really cool plot idea...although i would feel bad because I like Serah...
Oh well!
-Notice how many Oh's I use XD-