These aren't mine, I don't know why I have to repeat myself, but I really don't wanna be sued! The only one original in the green haired man that's looking for Vincent. You don't really know who he is, but it will all be explained in the far later chapters.. believe me. This story is going to rock starting now! Lol!! NO Flames please!! But I will take your Critiques!! I really need them!! So anything will help!! Thanks. Oh, I don't remember any of the character's parents names or anything, so I just made them up as I go. =P and if you're wondering, This is Vincent's dream, obviously... Sorry no songs yet... if ya want, you can play MJ's do you remember the time! HEE HEE!

Red Death's Love

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It had been three years when he last saw Lucrecia. She was just as remarkable now as she was then. She laughed, and it sounded like bells and wind chimes. It made his body tingle all over. It was amazing that she still had this kind of hold on him. Vincent was sure that he would move on and forget about Lucrecia when she forgot to return his phone calls and letters. He even went to her work a couple of times after the incident when he saw her with Hojo at her job laughing and hugging each other, but still he hadn't received or heard anything from her.

For the longest time, he thought that she had forgotten about him... moved on without him. He couldn't really blame her, he was after all a TURK and she was out of his league. Vincent lived to kill, Lucrecia had gone the opposite direction with her work, and lived to create Life, which is why she was involved with the new project over at the Shin-Ra mansion.

Vincent had been personally assigned the task of over-seeing the project and protecting the scientists working on the project at all costs. He was given this task, by the man himself, President Alexander Brutus Shin-Ra. Vincent was the President's eyes.

Vincent and Lucrecia walked along the cobble stone streets of Nibelheim. The stars twinkled and danced across the night sky. Lucrecia commented on them before they entered their favorite pub, Bartholomew's Hand. As they entered, they spotted a few of the friendly townsfolk that greeted them when they moved into the new building. Ralph Strife and his wife Jenna were busy chatting away with Bartholomew Lockhart, the bar owner, and his young wife Emily.

Since Vincent and Lucrecia had come here often enough, Bart and his wife waved the couple in.

"It's alright you guys, come on in, there's no need to be shy, you're regulars!! We're getting rich because of ya!"

Lucrecia laughed.

"Thank you.. that's very kind of you."

She really liked this place, it was quaint, and had a homely atmosphere about it. Vincent helped Luca out of her coat and placed it on a coat rack near the door. Lucrecia hoped that if she ever started a family, this would be the kind of place she would live in. It's so safe here, and everyone's so nice! She rubbed her arms as Vincent ushered them to their seats. He pulled out her chair for her and back in when she sat down.

"Thank you Vincent.." She trailed off slightly blushing.

Vincent sat across from her.

"No problem Luca."

He grinned handsomely at her. Lucrecia smiled and placed her head in her hands. It had been quite awhile since she and Vincent got together. Lucrecia had wanted to get back in contact with him sooner, it was just that, she'd been so busy researching for the new alien they found during an expedition. Professor Ghast and Hojo called her Jenova. Researching about the alien's origin took a lot of her precious time. She was lucky enough that Hojo recommended her to professor Ghast. At first Ghast wouldn't even consider her, but as he read more about the clues she uncovered to Jenova's past, he decided that she knew enough, and that she would be a great asset to the project.

Lucrecia quickly pushed that thought away. I didn't come here to think about work. I came here to hang out with my Vincent. She remembered all the happy afternoons and the picnics they shared together, as well as one particular winter, when they exchanged gifts, and she gave him his awful sweater she knitted. She giggled at the memory. A smile tugged at the corners of Vincent's lips.

"What?"

Lucrecia waved her hand.

"Oh, no.. it's nothing.. really..." She trailed off.

But then she couldn't contain the laughter anymore. She busted out laughing. Vincent could've sworn there were tears in her eyes.

"Luca, what is it?" He asked chuckling inspite of himself.

She wiped a tear from her eye.

"Oh, Vincent, I- I was just thinking... Remember the time, we spent Christmas together over at my apartment?" She asked.

Vincent raised an eyebrow. What? How could he forget, she had made him this god awful sweater as a present. She looked so embarrassed by it, that he decided to put it on for her just for good sportsmanship. He didn't even know which side was up, let alone the different sizes of sleeves, which were too big for him. Vincent's shoulders shook with laughter. Oh, now he was starting to cry.

"HAhahah, yeah I remember... oh god Luca, what were you thinking?!"

She shook her head, "I don't know... "

They sat there together laughing for a while. Finally, when they got it out of their system, they sighed and called the waitress over for their drinks. After the waitress brought over their drinks, Lucrecia asked Vincent about being a TURK. Even in the past when they hung out, Vincent rarely ever spoke about his job or his life for that matter, it was always about Lucrecia. Lucrecia sipped her drink through a straw.

"So, are you ever going to tell me about how or why you became a TURK?"

Vincent tilted his head back, allowing his hair to dip over his shoulders. He sighed.

"Lucrecia... are you ever going to stop asking me that question?"

He brought his head back and looked at her face. Lucrecia smiled sweetly.

"No, I won't..."

Vincent sighed again. TURKS, TURKS, that's all she wanted to know. Lucreicia continued.

"You promised that you would tell me on our second date, but you never did..." She chided.

Vincent looked away and then back.

"Lucrecia, why do you wanna know about my past? I mean about my decision to become a TURK?"

Lucrecia looked thoughtful for a moment. Then she answered.

"Well, I was just thinking about you the other day, and how much I knew you, but, I didn't really know you as well as I thought I did..."

Vincent took a drink from his glass. "Huh? What do you mean by that?"

Lucrecia nodded. "Well, what I mean is that I think I know you, but in truth I really don't know that much about you at all! I mean, think about it, you keep avoiding my question about being a TURK. It's almost as if, you want to shield or protect me from something... Vincent, if you want me to know you, then you have to let me in, on even the dark stuff too! You only show me the goodness in you, I mean, it's wonderful, that you're this fantastic guy, but I feel as though I don't know you..."

Vincent thought about what she said. It hit him like a ton of bricks. The thing is, he wanted to tell her about his job, but he didn't want to lose her, if she really knew who he was, would she stay?

"Alright Luca.. I'll tell you... but, I'm warning you... it's a long story.."

She nodded.

"It's alright Vincent, I expect it to be anyways, and besides, I don't mind I like listening to your voice."

His heart melted when she said those words. But he continued.

"Alright, well, you see, it all started a long time ago, when I first attended the Shin-Ra Academy....."

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