GENRE: Romance
PAIRING: Vincent/Tifa
RATING: R – language , lemon
DISCLIMERS: I Do Not own Final fantasy or anything related. I do not in
anyway own Sqauresoft .
Protector of the Throne
Vincent landed on the hard earth with a crash. Darkness was the only light around him, but soon colour filled his vision rubbing his head he examined the scene around him. At the corner was a Bar called The Yard, houses, A Temple on the eastern side devoted to a Healing Goddess and a Justice God. But looming in front of him was a palace. He saw the colours shine through the diamond windows. He looked around the town and there was a defensive fortress around the city known as the Pandemonium Fortress. There were shops and a school but Vincent needed to begin his search. His subconscious told him that she was in the Diamond Palace. /Tifa wouldn't be in a palace/ Vincent thought to himself giving himself a soft laugh. He thought it was possible she could be in the bar so he headed to the bar. The sun was nowhere to be seen because of the grey clouds covering the sky. When Valentine entered he noticed all the joyful people. Men were laughing haughtily and bartenders wore smiles on their faces and usually giggled. While young children delivered the beer and wine they gossipped and said No way!
Vincent walked over to the oak counter and roamed his eyes for any sign for Tifa. "Hello there stranger!" The male bartender welcomed him. He was wearing a white apron and had grey hair over his head. A friendly smile crossed his face. "What would you like? Everything is on the house celebrating our princess's return," "I'll have a jug of ale," Vincent ordered. "Coming up," the bar manager poured some ale from the wooden barrel into a mug and gave it to Valentine.
"There's a princess?" Vincent asked stroking his black hair out of the way as he sipped on the cold refreshing ale. "Yes, she's has left out town, city sorry, for a period of time now. She is the greatest ruler we have had. Protector of the Throne is her nickname. She would not have any relationship with any man and she's the most beautiful girl in all the lands. She only twenty though, She's the most optimistic and happy child we have ever known. Though she has been depressed when she has arrived," The bartender lectured. "Really?" Vincent asked. . "Our princess has been depressed since she arrived, she's not feeling that jolly though," The bartender sighed. "Do you know a girl called Tifa Lockhart?" Vincent asked trying to get to his task. "How did you guess her name?" the bartender sounded amused. "You are right! Her name is Princess Tifa Lockhart," Vincent choked on his ale when he heard this.
Protector of the Throne
Vincent landed on the hard earth with a crash. Darkness was the only light around him, but soon colour filled his vision rubbing his head he examined the scene around him. At the corner was a Bar called The Yard, houses, A Temple on the eastern side devoted to a Healing Goddess and a Justice God. But looming in front of him was a palace. He saw the colours shine through the diamond windows. He looked around the town and there was a defensive fortress around the city known as the Pandemonium Fortress. There were shops and a school but Vincent needed to begin his search. His subconscious told him that she was in the Diamond Palace. /Tifa wouldn't be in a palace/ Vincent thought to himself giving himself a soft laugh. He thought it was possible she could be in the bar so he headed to the bar. The sun was nowhere to be seen because of the grey clouds covering the sky. When Valentine entered he noticed all the joyful people. Men were laughing haughtily and bartenders wore smiles on their faces and usually giggled. While young children delivered the beer and wine they gossipped and said No way!
Vincent walked over to the oak counter and roamed his eyes for any sign for Tifa. "Hello there stranger!" The male bartender welcomed him. He was wearing a white apron and had grey hair over his head. A friendly smile crossed his face. "What would you like? Everything is on the house celebrating our princess's return," "I'll have a jug of ale," Vincent ordered. "Coming up," the bar manager poured some ale from the wooden barrel into a mug and gave it to Valentine.
"There's a princess?" Vincent asked stroking his black hair out of the way as he sipped on the cold refreshing ale. "Yes, she's has left out town, city sorry, for a period of time now. She is the greatest ruler we have had. Protector of the Throne is her nickname. She would not have any relationship with any man and she's the most beautiful girl in all the lands. She only twenty though, She's the most optimistic and happy child we have ever known. Though she has been depressed when she has arrived," The bartender lectured. "Really?" Vincent asked. . "Our princess has been depressed since she arrived, she's not feeling that jolly though," The bartender sighed. "Do you know a girl called Tifa Lockhart?" Vincent asked trying to get to his task. "How did you guess her name?" the bartender sounded amused. "You are right! Her name is Princess Tifa Lockhart," Vincent choked on his ale when he heard this.