I'm sorry I haven't updated in a while, but I have been busy with the others fics, and then I just didn't feel like writing. I know you want to hurt me for that, but please, you want his fic to be good, right? If you do, you'll just have to wait until I get in the mood for writing, otherwise, it won't be good at all.

And before I begin, I want to thank all my reviewers! You are the best!

DracOnyx - I'm glad you're enjoying it! I updated as soon as I could.

Volk Zyta - I agree! Yay, indeed. I love Vincent; he's just so utterly cool. Don't worry, you'll find out what happened tom the other two.

The Highwaywoman - Badass? I was only trying to make him protective of his friends, but I guess you're right.Thanks anyway.

Talon DragonFriend - I don't really know what he's going to do yet. Yeah, it was perfect timing (almost, anyway!).

me - uh, thanks!

Ice-Angel - No, there isn't going to be one, but maybe I'll pair Vince up with someone else.

Lynx -thanks, thanks a lot!

DoA2 Kasumi - *blushes* I didn't know it was that good..

The Great Anonymous - I will, I will, I will!

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Tifa swallowed hard, trying not to show nervousness, but failing miserably. Sephiroth was still holding onto her chin, and it didn't seem like he was letting go any time soon.

"Who did this?" He asked, and Tifa started at the coldness in his voice. When she didn't answer immediately, he asked again.

"Who did this? Answer me!" He demanded.

"...Brent." She said quietly, fearing that he might go ballistic.

Sephiroth swore loudly, dropped her chin, and spun around, clearly intending to go back to Nibelhem and beat the crap out of Brent Collins. However, when he turned around, he didn't see the path they had followed. Instead, he saw nothing but dense forest.

He just stood there for a few moments, before turning his head and looking at Tifa who was still standing behind him.

"Tifa?"

"Yes?"

"Don't turn around now, but there's no trail behind you."

"What?!"She exploded, spinning around to face him and the forest that had taken the trails' place.

When she saw the forest, she let out a litany of swear words that would have made Cid Highwind proud. Some of the words made even the SOLDIER hardened Sephiroth wince. When she had finally calmed down enough for him to talk to her, he stepped forward.

"Do you have any idea where the hell we are?" He asked.

"Well, we might be in hell, but I doubt that. I thought you knew where you were going!"

"Do not try to blame this on me, Tifa. I never asked you to follow me!" He snapped at her.

"Never asked you to come to my bar, either, but you damn well did! If you hadn't come, Brent wouldn't have hit me, and I wouldn't be running around in the middle of a bloody forest, not knowing where the hell I'm going!" She yelled, anger that he tried to put the blame on her.

Sephiroth was just about to dress her down for insulting him, when his brain caught up with his ears, and he realized what she had said.

" ´Brent wouldn't have hit me´....?" He trailed off. /That Strife-wannabe wouldn't have beat her if I hadn't been there? What the hell does she mean?/

"Tifa." He said, trying to keep his voice steady despite all the confusion and anger.

"What?!" She snapped, still angry about his accusations.

"Tell me exactly how it is my fault that that blond defect with the brain of a chocobo in a meat grinder hit you?" He was still angry, but confusion was taking a front seat to any other emotions. How was it possibly his fault?

Tifa bowed her head and blushed. How could she explain to her former arch- enemy that her fiancé had hit her because he had thought that she was cheating on him, with said arch-enemy?

"I'm waiting"

"He accused me of cheating on him." She said, still not looking at Sephiroth. She didn't want to tell him the whole story, and when he didn't say anything for a few seconds, she breathed out a sigh of relief. Alas, it was too soon.

"How, exactly, does this have anything to do with me?" He asked coldly.

"He thought I was cheating -" Here, Tifa stopped herself, her courage waning.

"Cheating..?" He said impatiently when she didn't continue.

"...With you." She whispered, hoping against hope that he would ignore it. Luck wasn't on her side.

"With me?" The silver haired man asked blankly.

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Sephiroth had expected anything, anyone. The village elder, the old man down the street, damn, even that slip of a girl that was taking care of the bar, but never him. Never in a million years. How could that imbecile think that he would ever do something like that? Better yet, why did the man think that it was him in the first place? It wasn't like he had hung around Tifa every chance he got.

Damn.

He had, hadn't he? But the man hadn't even been around! And most of the time, he hadn't talked to her at all. No, he had talked to her, now that he thought about it. He had talked more with her than he had talked with anyone else during all his years in life. But still, he couldn't imagine how that muddle headed man could get that to him sleeping with Tifa. It was just ridiculous, laughable! He stared at Tifa, who still wasn't looking at him. She was blushing like crazy, and seemed ashamed about having to admit anything like that to him of all people. She was twisting a strand of her knee length dark hair around her index finger, as if she was nervous. Was it really so ridiculous? He took another good look at her.

He couldn't deny she was beautiful; in fact, she was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen. And it didn't stop at looks; she was one of the most intelligent people he had had the pleasure to meet. She was witty, kind, compassionate, caring, yes the list was endless. It was beyond him how Strife could have ditched her for the air headed, ditzy, and above all dead, ancient, when he could have had Tifa. Well, it might just be another proof of Strife's undeniable stupidity.

He realized he had been staring at her for quite some time, and gathered his wayward thoughts.

"How did he ever get the notion that you would be cheating on him at all, much less with me of all people?" He inquired.

"He said he had seen us standing outside the bar late at night. He got suspicious, and didn't believe me when I denied it. He screamed at me not to lie to him, and slapped me. Things kind of went down-hill from there." Tifa explained. She let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding when he seemed to take it somewhat calmly.

Sephiroth was thoroughly shocked. He couldn't believe that the mere fact that he had talked to her outside the bar at closing time was enough to make the man so suspicious and angry that he had hit his fiancé. Unbelievable. He thought he was the only one who was supposed to be inhumanly cruel.