Wow.

Who knew a movie about 300 people fighting a whole bunch of people could be this good.

They're not ninjas or anything close.

They don't have oversized swords like Spikey, the whole 'be-very-afraid-because-im-sexy-AND-deadly-with-my-many-guns' thing going on for them like Vince, the transportation like Cid, giant gun for an arm like Barret, or Tifa's curvy...assets.

But damn.

My eyes hardly ever leave the screen.

And when they do, its only to make sure Vinnie isn't sleeping.

You never know.

When a man spent a couple centuries sleeping, you can never be too sure that they wont fall asleep in a movie theater.

But he doesn't.

He's almost as into it as me.

Lets face it though.

The movie has way more eye candy for the girls than it does for the boys.

And I have never been happier in my life to be a female.

Well, maybe when I saw Vince for the first time.

But that doesn't really count, does it?

I try to imagine who's most like each of us in the movie.

But there's only one person im completely sure about.

The main guy would be Vin.

Strong, dark, handsome.

I imagine him running through the battle fields in the actors place, and can't help but grin.

Until the fan girls start giggling.

Note to self: never go to movies with a hot guy.

Especially one with hair that damn perfect.

The idiot girls can't help but flock.

I growled slightly, giving Vinnie and irritated look.

"Your too sexy for your own good."

"...?"

" Girls. Desperate, clingy girls, Vinnie. You had to have noticed them all flocking."

"..."

"Fine. If you won't do something to make them go away, I will."

And I do.

I rest my head on his shoulder, and lace my fingers through his.

They deflate.

And Vince gives me a frustrated look.

Maybe he was enjoying the fan girls swooning.

I start to move myself away from him, but something happens.

Something very unexpected.

He puts his arm around my shoulder.

And the girls start sobbing.