Atnum was so thrilled to find out I was pregnant, Yuffie thought as she tucked her two-year-old son into bed. Then no one had to know he couldn't have children. I just wish that Val didn't look so much like Vincent.
The boy stared up at his mother with his father's crimson eyes and smiled a cheery smile. "G'nite, mama!"
Yuffie kissed him on the forehead. "Goodnight, Val. Sleep tight."
She walked to the door, shut off the light and slid the panel closed.
The hallway was dark when she entered, but it was a comfortable darkness. The rest of the household was in bed, or occupied with quiet tasks in their own rooms. Realizing that she wasn't really tired, she decided to head to her office to take care of some paperwork before bed.
Yuffie was rounding the corner of the hallway when she realized that she wasn't alone in the hallway. She spun around and caught a glimpse of crimson and black in the shadowy hall. Squinting, she could make out the shape of a human body to go with the colors in her sight. She felt herself reaching for Conformer.
The intruder was leaned up against the wall. It was the same pose Vincent had always used when he would wait for her outside her room all those years ago.
"Hello, Yuffie," the figure said.
It's him! "Vincent!"
"I heard about Godo. I came as soon as I could." Vincent stepped out from the shadows. "And when I got here, I learned a most disturbing thing."
Yuffie just looked at him, knowing where this was going already.
"They told me that you were married, Yuffie. And that you had been for four years."
Yuffie felt a tear slip down her cheek. She'd betrayed him, and he knew it.
"I'm sorry," she whispered, looking down at the floor.
"I forgive you." He placed his hand under her chin and forced her to look at him. "I couldn't trade that night and day for anything."
He kissed her then, softly, as if he was afraid to taint her. "Be happy with him. Goodbye, Yuffie."
He turned to go, but Yuffie grabbed his arm, stopping him.
Or she thought she had. But his stillness told her otherwise, and she looked around his shoulder to see what was wrong.
Her son was standing in the hallway looking up at them with Vincent's eyes.