The Business

(Chapter Seven)

Hopelessly Devoted to You

Yuffie and Tifa sat on the bed while Aerith stood in front of a full length mirror smoothing down a pink tank top over her tiny little pooch. "No one's going to know I'm pregnant, they're just going to think I'm fat." She crossed her arms and pouted. Tifa and Yuffie had made the decision that they were going out tonight and meeting some real men instead of sulking about their situations. Yuffie had yet to tell Tifa the exact truth about her 'relationship' with the president of the company she worked for, but Tifa didn't question her too deeply.

Though Aerith didn't need to go manhunting, her girlfriends were doing their best to try and include her. "You guys, I..I don't think I'm going to go…" she said finally letting out a heavy sigh.

"Are you sure?" Tifa stood quickly. Almost too quickly for the black tube top she was wearing. Aerith gave her a sad smile followed by a nod. "Ok, well I'll call you tomorrow and let you know if anything exciting happens."

"Alright, you girls have fun."

"Oh, we will." Yuffie said hopping off the bed. She wore her lucky light jean skirt, and a black tube top that almost matched Tifa's. Since Yuffie wasn't old enough to drink at the clubs, she was the driver. Her and Tifa hopped into her green car and took off towards downtown Midgar.

"Holy shit!" Yuffie cried out when she saw the line to the club. Tifa rolled her eyes. She didn't like using her body this way, but if she had too… Yuffie saw her pulling down her tube top just so that a little bit more cleavage spilled out. "Tifa! What has that Junon University done to you!?"

"It's not what the college did…" She trailed off. Cloud had always been protective of her. She wasn't seen anywhere in clothing like this unless she wanted to be ignored for weeks. Cloud wasn't always verbal about his complaints because he knew his silence would hurt her more than him yelling at her.

Tifa strolled right up to the beginning of the line and posed suggestively in front of the guard before showing him her ID. "And this is my friend." Tifa pointed over her shoulder at Yuffie who was standing behind her. She felt she was nothing to look at compared to her gorgeous friend.

"Go on." He said placing his hand on Tifa's shoulder as he unhooked the rope and led them through. It was so crowded, Yuffie lost Tifa in the first five minutes they were there. Yuffie scanned the room for her types of guys. She wasn't into meatheads or pretty boys and normally these types weren't into her either so she didn't even try. It was hard to see people's faces with the constant red, green, and blue flashing lights everywhere.

Suddenly she felt something grope her ass. "Heeey!! Look who it is!" She spun around to face none other than her ex fling Reno. They had never dated, he wasn't the relationship type. She knew that red ponytail looked familiar.

"Where's your girlfriend?!" Yuffie screamed over the music.

"Huh?" he leaned towards her, wrapping his arms around her waist in the process. Yuffie cupped her hands over his ear.

"Your girlfriend!!" she yelled into his ear.

He shook his head and though Yuffie couldn't hear it, she could read the 'Pshh I don't do girlfriends' off his lips. Yuffie put her hands on her hips and glared up at him.

"What?!" he asked flailing his arms.

Yuffie took his hand and pulled him back to the lounge area where they could actually talk. "I saw you at the warehouse kissing Marlene. She's my friend, ya know."

"Marlene…" Reno seemed to be deep in thought. "Oh the virgin! She's not my girlfriend."

"Why are you leading her on then? She seems to be really into you." Yuffie crossed her arms. Reno held up a finger and walked across the room to the bar and bought two drinks. He handed one to Yuffie and she sat it on the table behind her. She couldn't drink she was driving tonight.

"So…what were we talking about?" he grinned at Yuffie after taking a gulp of his drink. Yuffie didn't know if it was the red lighting in here, or if Reno's face truly was beat red from all the drinking he'd been doing. Yuffie rolled her eyes.

"You better not hurt my friend." She pointed her finger in his face and walked away leaving the drink he'd bought her on the table. He yelled for her telling her she'd left it, but she ignored him and went back out to the dance floor.

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Yuffie woke up the next day, her legs sore from dancing. She didn't meet anyone worth a second date, but she had some real fun for the first time in a while. Though it was the last thing she wanted to do, she got herself ready and went to work.

"Hey Yuffie!" Marlene jogged up to her in the parking lot with a grin on her face. Yuffie smiled back and paused so that she could catch up.

"What's up?" Yuffie asked her.

"Nothing really." Though she said that, she had that smile on her face that said otherwise.

"Mm..hm.." Yuffie nudged her playfully. "Spill."

Marlene shook her head vigorously and ran to the door. Yuffie laughed but on the inside she was a bit worried about her. If whatever her secret was had to do with Reno, it would be nothing but trouble for her.

Later on while they were on break, Marlene found Yuffie. "We did it." She said out of the blue. Yuffie gave her a blank looked followed by a clueless blink.

"Reno and I…we…you know." Marlene nudged Yuffie.

Yuffie gasped ready to let her know just how big of a mistake she had just made, but before she could say another word Marlene spoke again.

"It was amazing! Like nothing I've ever experienced in my life! I…I think I'm in love, Yuffie. My first love!" she clenched her bottle of water tightly in her hands as she stared dreamily up towards the ceiling. There was no way Yuffie could crush her like that, not here and not now. She would just have to confront Reno again and let him know that if he did Marlene the way she watched him do millions of other girls she'd kill him.

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Vincent sat at home in his study room reading emails from work at home. Should there be any severe problems like purchases made through identity theft or something of that severity, he was the one that had to deal with them. Also, all the workflow managers sent the daily schedule to him to let him know who was missing work and who was doing overtime so that he could make sure the paychecks were correct. He didn't trust anyone with money so there was no billing or accounting department in this company. He handled all of it.

He'd called Yuffie the previous night, but she didn't answer. Another thing he made sure to do was review all the emails sent back and forth through the company email. Yuffie and Marlene sent mails back and forth all day at work so Vincent knew almost everything she did last night. One would be surprised to see what some employees wrote to each other. Had he been a more sensitive person, he would have been hurt by most of them. Vincent was well aware at how disliked he was by most of the employees, and didn't care. If he wasn't as hard on them as he was nothing would be done right!

His pocket vibrated around ten thirty that night. He recognized the number right away. "What do you want?" he answered.

"What did you want? I just saw a missed call from you from last night." Yuffie had just come home from hanging out with Marlene after work.

Vincent shut off his lap top and closed it, turning around in his chair to face the TV.

"Hello…??" Yuffie had just taken a shower and was actually exhausted. She put on her slippers and looked around for her keys, knowing what his silence meant. If he didn't want her to come he would have said that or he wouldn't have answered the phone in the first place.

"I'm waiting." He said before hanging up on her. She rolled her eyes at this. I should just not show up, but I have been waiting too...

When she got to the mansion the gates were open. She parked and walked up to the house to find the door unlocked. She locked it behind her and pressed the button to close the gate. "Vincent?" she called as she walked into the living room.

Vincent left his study and walked down the hall towards the sound of Yuffie's voice. He met her half way. Yuffie couldn't help but smile at him. She then frowned. "You might be picking me up off the side of the road tonight, my tanks empty and I'm broke."

"I cannot do that, Yuffie. I don't want to be seen publicly assisting you." He had been kidding, but neither the tone of his voice or his expressionless face showed it. Yuffie rolled her eyes and sucker punched him in the stomach. Vincent braced himself, tightening his abs so they were rock hard. Yuffie winced when her fist hit his flesh. "Shit, dude!" She pulled his shirt out of his pants and lifted it, giving his stomach a rub. "Work out much?"

Vincent shrugged.

"Right… you guys probably have like a home gym in this place." Yuffie walked further down the hallway to a room she hadn't been in. It was another sitting room, but none of the furniture looked as if it had ever been sat on before. The mansion overall wasn't a very colorful place. Most of the rooms were in black, grey and white. There were many plants and a few vases with flowers in them to give off some color.

Yuffie gave herself a tour of the house while Vincent followed behind her silently. He had to slap her hands a couple of times when she threatened to touch his precious pieces of art. Once they were on the lowest level of the house Yuffie could smell the faint scent of chlorine.

"Is there a pool in here!?" She practically screamed. Vincent sighed heavily ready to guide her away from the door that lead to their indoor pool. "C'mon I just wanna see!" Yuffie slapped his hands away from her and barged into the pool room.

"You guys have like maids and stuff?! This place is so clean!" Yuffie walked around on the white tiled floor, her eyes on the tempting warm water of the oval shaped pool.

Vincent walked into the room slowly, his shoes clicking on the tiled floor. Yuffie looked at him over her shoulder with a daring grin on her face. The next thing he knew, clothes were flying and Yuffie had dove into his swimming pool stark naked. A smirked crept over his lips as he watched the pale figure dart across the pool under the water. He walked towards the edge to meet her as she emerged from the water. Yuffie spit water on his shoes and laughed.

"Come on, get in." she said reaching out to grab his leg. Vincent stepped back avoiding her grasp.

"I'd rather not." Vincent honestly wasn't a fan of water.

Yuffie climbed out of the pool and lunged at him at a shocking speed, latching on to his arm. Vincent glared at her like she was out of her mind. "C'mon." Yuffie whined pulling his arm. Vincent yanked his arm out of her grip only to lose balance. Yuffie took advantage of his loss of balance and quickly got behind him giving him a mighty push into the pool. She jumped in behind him. Vincent came up, blinded by all the hair in his face and gasping for air. Yuffie laughed so hard she accidentally sucked in some water in her mouth and began choking. After she recovered she swam towards Vincent backing up him into the shallow water.

"Ahaha, Vinnie you look hilarious." Vincent froze and turned towards her. He could see a slither of her through his wet ebony hair.

"What did you call me?" he nearly growled. Yuffie lunged at him again and reached up to take off the crimson headwrap he always wore that would always match the crimson colored ties he wore. Vincent pushed her away.

"I'm trying to help you!" Yuffie yelled ripping the headband off his head along with a few strands of his hair. She splashed water in his face and pushed his hair back revealing his entire face. Her heart fluttered upon seeing how truly handsome he was without all the masks he used to hide himself. Yuffie quickly noticed why he always wore the headband. Over his left eyebrow was a two inch long, centimeter thick scar.

"How did you…" Yuffie attempted to touch it, but Vincent violently pushed her away. He walked further into the shallow end until the water only came to his waist. His black dress shirt and pants clung tight to him. Yuffie slowly made her way over to him. "You want me to just go home…?" she asked quietly noticing he seemed pretty upset. Vincent squeezed his eyes shut for a moment then opened them again. Yuffie touched his arm to get his attention.

Vincent looked down at the naked girl next to him. At the very least, he may as well get what he wanted from her first before sending her off. Yuffie recognized that look in his eyes and instantly helped him get undressed. His black clothes floated away as Vincent eased Yuffie over to the stairs to the pool. He sat down, inviting Yuffie into his lap. Yuffie hovered over him slowly sitting down, easing him into her as she did so. Vincent held on to the railing as Yuffie began to ride him hard. Vincent didn't know how he'd lasted this long without this feeling. He closed his eyes and began to groan softly as he felt himself getting closer and closer. When he was finally there, he let go of the rail and held on to Yuffie's hips as he thrusted himself harder and harder into her releasing his warm fluid into her. At least this time they were in water so he wouldn't have to worry about removing all of the evidence like he had around his office and in the sheets of the guest bed.

Vincent sat up, prepared to stand and collect his wet clothing, but was stopped as Yuffie threw her arms around his neck. As a reflex his hand landed on her back. "Vincent…"

Vincent sighed knowing what was happening. "Don't start that, Yuffie." He sat up pushing her off of him.

"Start what?!" She cried out after him. He ignored her as he swam out to collect his wet clothing. He struggled his way into his wet black boxer briefs and threw his shirt over his shoulder. He carried the rest of his articles in his hands. Yuffie sat outside of the pool waiting for her skin to dry so that she could put her dry clothes back on. Vincent got out of the pool and walked over to a cabinet where he pulled out two towels. He tossed one at Yuffie and wrapped one around his waist. The bright white towel actually made his pale skin look a bit tan.

Yuffie dried off and got dressed. She was done trying to decipher him for the day. She knew the bottom lines. He was married and still hopelessly devoted to his wife. She could probably die tonight and he wouldn't care. Maybe he'd go on to find another lady to fuck or actually grow enough balls to let his wife know the lack of intimacy in their relationship was eating him alive. Yuffie snatched up her small purse and headed towards the door. Vincent made haste after her. "As if you know where you're going…" he muttered getting a head of her and leading her upstairs and to the front door. Yuffie started out the door when Vincent grabbed her hand. Yuffie closed her eyes and refused to turn and face him. That is until she felt paper in her hand. She spun around and looked down into her palm where fifty gil lay.

She looked up at him. "What's…"

"Get out of here." He said in his usual dark tone, turning his back on her and walking towards the couch where he intended to rest while watching a little bit of some late news.

Yuffie grinned to herself as she walked out of his house and to her car. So maybe he does have a heart. She giggled and skipped the rest of the way to her car. No matter how hopeless it may be, she knew she felt something for him and there was no way of stopping it so she may as well deal with it the best way she could.