( None of these belong to me. They are owned by Squaresoft/enix so I would greatly appreciate it if you don't sue me please thanks) This is my second time writing a fic so bear with me, there's prolly a lot of mistakes in here. Lol no flames please. This is a Vincent/Aeris fic. This is a great fic for all you Vincent or Aeris fans out there... ' oh and another thing.. I know that I'm kinda rushing things and I'm telling the story really fast, but bear with me... I swear, I'll go more into depth and the later chapters will get better! ' Any more critiques or anything could really help me improve my writings.. thanks. This is a fairly short chapter... it briefly mentions Vincent and the old man... this is kind of an important part in the story because it has a lot to do with what's going to happen in the future with Vincent and Aries...

Red Death's Love

-LMG-

(Sorry I can't think of any songs right now.. )

Vincent's home was located in Gongaga town. As a child, Vincent did not grow up in a stable environment. He had no siblings to play with, so he didn't know what to do or say, when the other children wanted to play with him. He often sat somewhere by himself either immersed in a picture book of some kind.

He held great respect for older people. Older people they have been around longer, which means that they held the gift of knowledge,. He was a curious little boy and wanted to know all there was to know about life.

Vincent remembered visiting an old woman next door. She was a little bit more well off than he and his parents. She used to give him milk and cookies whenever he came over, which was a lot.

Vincent's father was a horrible man, who'd come home at night drunk and beat up on his mother. He never touched Vincent though, his mother wouldn't let the bastard near him.

Vincent loved his mother, and she doted on him with her affections and admiration. She'd hope that one day, he would be someone, maybe a police officer of some kind. Vincent returned her affection as well. One day, he came home, and found the police there.

Apparently, his father had lost his job. He went mad, and took his life as well as Vincent's mother's. Vincent was 8 years old when this happened. He was devastated, yet, he wouldn't cry.

Why, why wouldn't you leave him mother? It's your fault for condemning yourself to this fate.. and now I'm all by myself. After the funeral, Vincent swore that he would never be like his father. HE would never hit a woman.

There was an old man who lived near him, he decided to take Vincent into his home. The man was a well known scholar, and he taught him how to read and write. Vincent had a lot to catch up on because his parents could not afford to put him in school.

The old man also taught him how to play the violin and the piano. Vincent loved the old man, and the old man loved him like a son.

When Vincent turned 16, he could speak 3 different languages, and write in four. He mastered the piano, and would've mastered the violin, if he wasn't too preoccupied with the piano.

He could draw and paint as well. Vincent read over thousands and thousands of literature. It turned out that he had a knack for learning. He just loved it. When he turned 17, he decided to leave home and head out for the big city.

He attended the best college in Midgar city, The Shinra Academy, which hosted Midgar's finest. He wrote every day to the old man in Gongaga Town. Vincent didn't have to attend college for that long, it turned out that, the old man taught him so well, that whenever he took his exams, he passed with flying colors.

He didn't even have to read his books or stay awake in class. He even taught his teachers a thing or two. Vincent became Valedictorian in the grade above him and graduated in record time. He was 19. It was after that that Vincent joined the TURKS.

After he was done, Lucrecia sat there in awe. "So- wait you're telling me ... that you can speak 3 languages, and write in four, and you're a 20 year old genius?"

Vincent nodded. "Yes."

Lucrecia grabbed at her hair. "No.. why did you decide to be a Turk? You could've helped out so many people... you could've been a scientist or a doctor... Why choose this profession to major?"

Vincent sighed... "That my dear, is another story... and if you want to know more... that would require a second date... Wouldn't you agree?"

"Oh that's' not fair..." Lucrecia protested playfully.

Vincent chided, "You know you want to.."

The waitress finally came out with their food. "Ok you guys, thanks for being so patient.. ya know.. we're sorry for any inconvenience that we caused you."

"Oh, that's fine, "Lucrecia assured her.

The lady left and returned with their drinks. Three people came into the diner, the waitress excused herself and left to deal with the customers.

"Oh this smells great..." Lucrecia commented as she waffed the delicious fragrance towards her nose.

She grabbed the fork sitting next to her plate. "I'm starving, I can't wait to just dive in..."

Vincent agreed. "Uh huh... I love frog meat.. it's so tasty..."

Lucrecia dropped her fork, "Frog what?"

Vincent looked at her quizzically. "You know.. that this place serves only frog meat right? I mean there's a reason why it's called Clumsy Frog.."

Lucrecia turned a shade of green. "Ugh god... that's so gross..."

Vincent chuckled, "Didn't you read the menu?"

Lucrecia shook her head no. "I was so nervous after the waitress made that comment about us... I just picked something...."

She got up and ran for the bathroom. Vincent shrugged his shoulders, grabbed her plate of food and dished the rest of it onto his.

-End-