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Overcome by Alexandra Burke

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You've got The Love by Florence + The Machine

Wet by Nicole Scherzinger

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Hang On Edited 6/20/13

Vincent stood by the window, the tips of his fingers touching against the cold glass. From here, he could see, few people treading along the sidewalks, now and then an automobile would whizzed by. Even a couple of cabs stopped to pick up or drop off passengers.

It felt slightly strange that he was now in a relationship, after so many years of wanting solitude from everyone and everything, but he had no regrets though. Although it would have been easier on them both if one of them had admitted their feelings earlier. He tried to think of the moment he'd started falling in love with Yuffie but he couldn't. There wasn't a specific 'light bulb' inducing moment, it slowly changed over time; since his own coldness fought to blocked it out. However she had been nothing shy of showing her affections, she was even less childish about it than Vincent would have first assumed; she had only slightly changed her behaviour towards him, if anything she had tried to make him happy not make him love her. Nevertheless she had succeeded with both.

Yuffie was nothing like Lucretia, never would be, but that however was a good thing. Over the years, she had changed a lot but still held on to her childish ways. Shortly after they had caught her stealing their materia, she began to think of others before herself, although there were some that found it was hard to believe that but he had seen it with his own eyes. How she was quick to heal someone, help out a friend in need, or just a shoulder to lean on. He realized that was one reason he had fallen head over heels for his little ninja. Vincent promise to himself, he would protect her with his life. He wouldn't make the same mistakes he had with Luceria all those years ago.

He mentally scolded himself for his train of thoughts, leading him contemplate too many pet names for Yuffie. Though he would likely never use them aloud; after all he did have the outward appearance of a static have. Sighing, Vincent glanced up, it appeared that it would be pleasant weather today. Hopefully melting the snow and warming the air.

Hearing movement from the next room over, Vincent turned, noting the time; 9:00am. If he wanted to have everything set up for Friday night, he had to head into town. His claw carefully hooked his cloak up from the floor and he felt slightly tempted to outwardly say something about Vampires and sunlight, but didn't bother to dwell on that thought. Vincent hoped he could pull this off and prove not only to her but to himself that he was ready to move on with her by his side. 'I've been out of the dating scene for over 35 plus years.'

Vincent walked purposefully down the stairs with a swoosh of his red cape flowing behind him and the clank of metal boots on the hardwood floor. Dashing out into the chilly cold unforgiving sin city streets, he vanishing throughout the morning crowd like misty air.

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Yuffie sighed in relaxation as the water took away all of her aches and pains, making her feel a lot better than she had felt before. Washing away the nightmares she started to have ever since Reno had tried to force himself on her. She knew she had to forgive the turkey, it really wasn't his fault. People do really stupid things when drunk. It wasn't like she hadn't done things in the past that were just as bad. So, who was she to judge, every last one of her friends had made major mistakes in their own lives.

A soft knock was heard on the bathroom door, slowly opening her eyes, Yuffie couldn't help but feel happy. "Yuffie, It's Tifa...as soon as your done, we'll go shopping. So, try not to take too long." 'Today is going to be fun,' Yuffie thought. 'I'm one lucky woman.' Who wouldn't be, she was finally dating Vincent and had a date with him this Friday night and she was going shopping. Okay, she hated shopping but it would be worth the battle if she could pull off looking beautiful. Of course, the real test would be Vincent's reaction. 'I have a date...with Vincent Valentine.' she sang in her head. Thinking of this made her even happier, there was no other place she'd rather spend her time with than with the man she had fallen for.

"Okay, be down in a minute." Yuffie shouted, as she stood up in the shower, reaching for her towel. She chuckled softly as she dressed, her thoughts drifting back to yesterday, remembering Vincent's expression at the store. One word came to her mind *Priceless*. She could always read him just by his eyes, she had worked hard at being able to read them. Tifa had once asked her how she was able to do that, she only shrugged with a reply of, 'I guess I have a gift'.

When Yuffie arrived down stairs, she noticed Tifa seemed in a highly good mood. She couldn't really guess why but if she had too, she'd bet it had something to do with Cloud.

"Good morning, Yuffie!" she called. "Sleep well?"

"Uh...um, yes, I did Tifa!" Yuffie smiled. She didn't plan to tell her friends about her nightmares. They had a enough to worry about and she wasn't about to add to them.

She prayed that these dreams didn't get as bad as they had in the past. Not all her dreams were nightmares that had recently come back, some were ones of her mother; only these were real memories that she thought she had long forgotten.

"Let's go, we have a lot of shopping to get done. After I'm done with you, I guarantee Vincent won't be able to take his eyes off you," Tifa declared, dragging Yuffie out the front door.

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Tifa hauled Yuffie around from shop to shop, telling Yuffie they had to find the perfect dress. After trying on many formal wear, Yuffie began to lose hope. She sat down in her fitting room and covered her face with her hands. She was beginning to feel hopeless.

Browsing around, Tifa spotted a simple black spaghetti strap dress with a heart shape bust, and would come thigh length while striking a forties flare. "This is the one!" She announced excitedly. 'The perfect dress,' Tifa thought.

Tifa knocked on the dressing room door. "Hey, open up, I have one more for you to try on." Slowly Yuffie opened the door. "Do you like this one?" Tifa asked with a bright smile as she looked over to Yuffie.

Yuffie actually loved the design, it was classy but simple, although if she could get away from ever wearing a dress; she would. However, Vincent was worth the trouble and only would she wear one for him. "Not bad...I'll try it on." Yuffie commented, taking the dress from Tifa's outstretched hand.

A few minutes later, Yuffie came out, twitling a one-eighty turn in front of the dressing room mirrors admiring the outfit.

"Well...what do you think, Tifa?"

Lifting an eyebrow, Tifa placed her hands firmly on her hips. "Yufs, it looks downright stunning on you. " Yuffie smiled widened, genuinely flattered.

"You think so?" Looking at herself in the mirror, she had to admit that she did look pretty, the cutting of the dress accentuated her slight curves to give her a fuller figure, while the length a gave a tantalizing view of her smooth, well toned legs. The silk felt comfortable against her skin and the dress fit her almost perfectly.

"You'll have Vincent eating out the palm of your hand," Tifa pointed out. "I bet you'll even get lucky. If you get what I mean?" Wiggling her eyebrows and snickering.

"Whatever," Yuffie huffed defensively, blushing a little.

Tifa broke into giggles "I can see you blushing from here." Yuffie turned her head away from Tifa, her cheeks turning a deeper red. "It's only natural you'd want Vincent like that." More giggles. "Your face expression is too funny for words," Tifa looked like she was going to fall over laughing. Catching her breath, she attempted to compose herself.

"Okay! You've had your fun. Let's talk about you...So, did you and Cloud have a good time, last night?" Yuffie asked with a raised eyebrow, and a mysterious glint in her brown eyes.

Tifa blushed, "Yuffie, we're not talking about my love life, only yours my dear."

"Well we are not going to talk about mine either...At least not now."

"Fine," sighed Tifa.

"Good...I'll get changed, then we need to find me some shoes."

"Already did...here." Tifa handed her a shoe box, they were simple open toe solid black flats.

"I guess we're done for now. Can we please..."

When Tifa's PHS began ringing, everyone in the store looked around startled. It wasn't often you'd hear; I'm to sexy. Yuffie giggled, she was the one that changed Tifa's ringtone. Tifa stole a sidelong glance at Yuffie before opening her purse, digging around looking for phone. No other sound hung in the air but the echoing of the ringtone, even after the phone itself stopped ringing.

The phone rang again, plaintively, at least it helped her locate the phone. Tifa shrugged and mouth "Sorry." to passer-byes. Flicked the switch, she placed next to her ear, "Hello," Tifa spoke into her cell phone.

"Is this Ms. Lockheart?"

"Yes, this is she. Who may I ask is calling?"

"This is Principal Harris, I have a Denzel Strife here in my office," he temperamentally replied. "Can you come down to discuss the problem?"

"Yes, I can come down." Tifa responded with a hint of irritation in her voice, "Can you tell me what this is about, if you don't mind me asking?" Tifa asked.

"I would rather wait until you could get here...I feel this would be better explained in person."

She glanced at her watch. " Okay, It shouldn't take me no more than fifteen minutes to get there."

"That'll be great."

"Good-Bye sir." Tifa closed her PHS. Looking up at Yuffie, who just paid for the dress and shoes.

"Who was that?" Yufie laughed nervously, as Tifa fought back a frown. It had seemed lately that Denzel was in trouble for one thing or another. Tifa worried about him, he was very much like a son to her. She would do anything to make that boy happy but as he was getting older it was becoming harder and harder to do so.

"Tifa..." Yuffie waved a hand front of Tifa's face, snapping her out of her thoughts.

"Sorry...Did you ask something?"

"Yea...Who was on the phone?" She asked curiously, "You looked concerned. Still do in fact."

"Oh...It was Denzel's principal," Tifa sighed. "He wants to speak to me, it seems Denzel is in trouble again. I'm worried where this trouble Denzel seems to find will lead him down the wrong path."

"I'm sure he will turn out fine...Denzel is just at that age. Come on. Let's go check out." Stepping up to the counter Yuffie handed the dress to the employee. "I'll take this one," she told the clerk without bothering to look at the price tag.

"I hope your right." Tifa replied.

"That'll be 150 gil ma'am." She handed the clerk the gil, then grabbed the shopping bag. "Thank you for shopping here and have a nice day." Yuffie nodded, as she continued to chat with Tifa.

"Trust me, I was the same way at his age. Look how I turned out."

"That's what I'm afraid of." Tifa muttered.

"What was that, Tifa?" They left the shop with the dress and shoes in hand.

"Nothing..nothing at all. Anyway, I'll help with your hair before your date."

"Thanks."

"Well I have to go. I promised Principal Harris I'd be there in..." She glanced at her watch, seeing the time. "Crap, I have only seven minutes left. I have to go now. Bye Yuffie." Tifa turned away and began down the street, before Yuffie could form a reply. Yuffie stood there for a few seconds thinking. 'A fresh cup cappuccino Double Mocha would be great right now.' Her mouth began to salivate simply thinking of the aromatic flavours and taste of her first brew of the day.

Coffee Grind was the preferred coffee joint, and Yuffie would gladly dispute their quality with anyone who dared to say otherwise. Sure, it was a little more expensive than the cheap places around the city, but with freshly ground beans made daily, it was totally worth it.

Stepping up to the counter, she placed her order and handed the clerk a few gil. Everyone here knew her by name, or had at least seen her enough to know what her order was off by heart.

"Your change, Miss Yuffie?" The teenage boy stated, handing her a few coins.

Yuffie waved her hand. "Keep it," the boy shrugged, tossing the change into the tip cup at the front of the register while Yuffie went to grab her steaming mug of java. That first sip was like ambrosia. 'So delicious', she mused, savoring the delectable combination of freshly ground, imported beans, coco, and smooth creamy film on top. A perfectly divine combination. She took her time with her coffee, her mind meandering down various avenues of thought. '...I guess I could head back home.' With a final swig from her cup, the ninja tossed the empty paper cup into the garbage can.

Yuffie ran dodging left and right through crowds of people on the sidewalks. "Sorry." Yuffie yelled over her shoulder. A few shouted as they were knocked to the side. "Sorry." She shouted again. 'I have places to go. People to see, And I have a hot date Friday tonight with a sexy vampire. Shout to the world, Yuffie Kisaragi is in love with Vincent Valentine. No one shall stand in my way.'

Slowing down as she came to the entrance of Seventh Heaven, Yuffie paused, catching her breath as she shifted the bags into her right hand, pushing to hard on the front door with her left. Paying no mind when it hit the wall although it frightened a few of the customers sitting around getting drunk. Not wanting to chance running in to Vincent, Yuffie hauled her shop bag upstairs to her room. Her plan was to surprise him.

A note caught her attention. 'Not another' She thought to herself. It resided on her pillow. Feeling chill air Yuffie saw the window was left open. "This has gone beyond creepy." Yuffie muttered. She read the note, still confused as who it could be.

I promise my love,

when I show you who I am,

Vincent Valentine will be but fading a memory.

Until then, have fun

"What the hell? Is this guy stupid? Does this creep really think I'd choose someone over Vincent? I would never. No way!" Yuffie stuffed it with all the others. She had come to the conclusion that maybe it was time to tell someone about this mysterious person and their notes. Her thoughts ran around like a whirlwind, things were getting out of hand. Shuddering at the blast of cold air, she marched to the window and shut it, keeping out the cold breeze. Yuffie glanced around the room before heading down stairs to wait for Tifa. She was sure her best friend would know what to do.

Another chapter, another day. Hope this is to your liking. Next chapter we find out what trouble Denzel is in . Also, the Date scene right after.

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