Comments – This is the first proper Fanfic I've decided to sit down and write about, so it won't be any surprise to me if it isn't any good. I'm sorry if there's any spelling errors, I've really tried to minimalize them, although the odd one will slip through occasionally. Anyway… enough of the waffle, better start the story.

Chapter 1- Taking the Train

Vincent sat on the train, his head leaning against the window, it's cold surface pressing against his cheek. Every breath he took steamed the same spot of glass, but every time he did this, the condensation disappeared just as fast as it appeared. Opposite him was Yuffie, kneeling on the bench and staring out of the window, like a child at the zoo. She kept bobbing up and down on the spot every time she saw something she liked, and after about twenty times of bobbing at a pretty bird, or a train passing the other way, Vincent was growing very impatient watching her. After doing the same again, she finally broke through his thick wall of ignorance, causing him to snap

"Will you just stop that?" The whole train went silent, staring at him, and he made a quick quiet apology to them before continuing. "Can't you just stay still and look casual?" he whispered harshly. She folded her arms and sulked.

"But I am so bored!" she whinged. "I'm not allowed to sing, hum, kick my seat, and now I'm not allowed to look out the window!"

"You're sixteen, not six," Vincent said. "We only have ten minutes till we get there anyway, so just sit down and shut up,"

"Cloud wouldn't be this rude to me," she said. "Why did I get stuck with you?"

"Yeah? Well Cloud and me are different. He has his ways, and I have mine." He paused. "And I'm stuck with you because I drew the short straw," he added in a louder tone.

"Yeah, well that works both ways. You aren't my ideal travelling buddy either. You ignore me; that's ignorant! Ig-nor-ant!" she said crossly. Vincent had the urge to ask her 'who doesn't?', but he thought he'd prove her right but not responding to her. He heard her sigh, and heard nothing else from her. He peered out of the window, watching the busy town outside. It hadn't taken long for Midgar to return, and, as he had expected, to begin once again to churn the Mako, the life, from the planet. He watched the airships hover through the sooty skies, and the cars driving though the dirty streets. After all the hard work Cloud had gone to to restore the earth, the town was back, as was the company 'Shinra'. He could feel the train begin to slow down, and Yuffie immediately jumped to her feet, stretching her arms. Vincent made no attempt to wait for her and left without her, forcing her to run to keep up with him.

"What're you thinking about?" she asked, after finally catching up with him. She stuck her head in his range of sight.

"What do you mean?" he asked irritatedly.

"Well, seeing as you're so quiet, I figured you must be thinking about something, like Cloud does; he goes quiet when he's thinking too,"

"Maybe I just like it that way," he muttered coldly.

"C'mon, there's gotta be something going on in there," she made a move to knock on his head, though he pushed her hand away before she had a chance.

"Let's just go, okay? We need to meet Cloud so we can discuss our mission,"

"Our mission? Oh, right. What is the mission? How come nobody's told me? I'm responsible!" she frowned when Vincent gave her no answer, and continued to walk. "Hello? Hello?" he gave her a glare. "What's going on? Tell- me!" she grabbed his arm and tugged it downwards. For a female younger than him, she had a surprising amount of strength. However, he was still stronger, and jerked his arm upwards so hard that she was nearly lifted from the ground. "I wish I was with Tifa," she moaned. "Tifa tells me ev-ry-thing. She'd tell me what the mission was! She'd trust me! Why won't you!"

"Anybody who steals isn't trustworthy," he said seriously.

" You're still pissed off about that! C'mon! You know I stole that Materia because my village was poor- I gave it back in the end! It was for a good cause after all! Did I harm anybody in the process? And that was ages ago! I've matured a lot since then!"

"It was only a couple of months ago, and no, you haven't matured- you've got worse! You can't just hope everybody will forget your bad deeds and you can't just ignore them," he went quiet, remembering how much this applied to him. "You have to earn trust," She sighed again. "I'm not telling you this mission because I don't know what you'll do about it or who you'll tell. Besides, there's not long to wait; Cloud told us to meet at the 'Moogle Bar', and that sign says it's just down there," he pointed to his left down a dark street. From the bar emmitted bright, flashing coloured lights, and the smell of cigarettes and alcohol. The sounds of drunken roars and laughs could be heard.

"Well, it's not Cloud's kind of place, but if he said we're meeting here, we're meeting here," he looked up doubtfully and the building, before pushing the door open.