Disclaimer: I'm writing this story, therefore, that makes it mine. I just… don't own most of the stuff I use… in… it. O.O yeah.

Thanks for the reviews!! =D it really meant a lot to me. Well, its all set, I'm heading to China on July 14th so I doubt I'll be able to write much after that. =) No hard feelings?

XD I'm so freaking happy my friend Rachel joined Fanfiction.net =D =D most of my friends are only occasional readers but they don't have accounts which sucks. I feel like a fish out of water =S

I got a flame =) The person didn't like the way I… described Tifa's eyes and hair. If you guys have any more problems, please tell me =) but that doesn't mean I'd change anything, it just means I'll take a look at it with a different perspective… yeah. –ahem- LET'S BEGIN.

Oh yeah... do you guys think I'm making this story too long...?

Important Talks.

Ding-dong…

Ding-Ding…

"Open the god damned door!" A muffled voice cried on the other side of the entrance. "Barrett!"

The mammoth man dragged his two feet behind him with an over-stimulated girl biting his heels. As he closed in on the doorknob, his anger and agitation was almost boiling over. Pulling at the handle, Cid and the rest of the gang stood smiling at him.

"Hi, Barrett!" Tifa's dazzling smile shined brightly at her long-time friend. "I've missed you!"

"Marlene… go wash up." Giving a pout, the young child stepped away to the bathroom, leaving her father wearing a weary expression towards their guests. Once she was out of sight, he let it out. "Do any y'all shit heads have any fuckin' idea what the fuckin' time it is?!"

"It's…" Cid began but couldn't finish his sentence before Nanaki spoke up.

"Around four thirty… in North Corel time."

"No wa-" Yuffie glanced at her watch and took a minute to calculate. "Oh… Hey, would you look at that…"

Sigh. "Just… get yer asses in 'ere."

Once Barrett had passed his grumpy-morning phase, he was open to the idea of dropping by Costa Del Sol and helping them find the notorious Tammy Du. Cid and Nanaki joked with Barrett in the kitchen while Shera taught Yuffie how to change the diaper on Ashley.

"Vince?" The brooding figure stood in the corner, like usual, enjoying his solitaire before Tifa unconsciously shattered it.

"… Yes?" Still not looking at her, he answered completely void of emotion. Vincent was focusing on calming the shivers that conquered his body, despite the warm weather.

"Costa Del Sol's going to be awesome, don't you think?"

"I doubt it. I… do not like crowds or sun or uninhibited wild behavior." Veering his face to her, he continued. "And somehow, all of those things are concentrated in that single location."

"Come on. You can't hate Costa Del Sol! It's the best place ever. It ties up there with Gold Saucer! It's impossible to hate having fun!" His blank stare told her otherwise.

"… Anything's possible."

"Psssh! At least try to have fun. Smile."

"…" Lips still in a straight line, on the verge of bending downward into a frown.

"See." Pointing at her awe-inspiring smile. "Just curve the edge of your lips upwards."

He felt the slightest twitch of his mouth, Yuffie's childish behavior was rubbing off on her and it was charming.

"Hey!" Cid called for everyone's attention. "We're heading to Costa Del Sol tomorrow!"

"Can Auntie Tifa stay here? Daddy?" Marlene peeped around her father's large leg. Barrett could nothing but grin down at her; she was so young, so innocent. No harm in them staying except the shortage of rooms, they'd just have to share.

"A'right, but I only got two extra rooms. Marlene'll sleep with me while's the rest of y'all can decide your own later." Agreeing to Barrett's terms, they noted the united growls that their stomachs were emitting and headed out for dinner.

They walked around the town and a certain place stuck out more than the rest, 'Red's'. Once entering, the restaurant turned out to be a bar and club that coincidentally served food. During the time of their dinner, Tifa had left the dance floor and decided to try to talk to Vince since he was the only one left at the table after Yuffie, Nanaki and Shera had gone off somewhere to dance while Barrett and Cid had ran to the bar. There was a babysitter back at Barrett's taking care of the girls.

Vincent gulped down his vodka, watching as Tifa neared. When she finally arrived, she sat beside him. "Hey, Vince."

"Hello." She raised her hand and gestured for the waitress.

"Vodka shot." The ex-Turk raised an inquiring eyebrow at the martial artist; Vodka was very strong. Once the waitress left, Tifa answered his questioning look. "If you can handle it, I can handle it."

"I drink much more than you."

"How can you determine that? Hope you aren't stalking me." Tifa mouthed a thank you to the woman as she received her awaited drink, then turned back to Vincent and smiled. Now waiting for an answer.

"You… are very amusing." The alcohol he'd already ingested had numbed some of his self-control already; he couldn't help but smile.

"Oh my god. Vincent Valentine is smiling." Her eyes glittered as she took her first sip of her drink. "You look good smiling. Do it more."

The night was lively with chatter, the alcohol making both much more open. Tifa had even managed to muster a laugh from Vincent, not a bark of a laugh but a real hearty one. Shot glasses littered the table; some tipped over but all empties. Once Yuffie, Nanaki and Shera had to watch the intoxicated group back to Barrett's.

"Well… All right. I've got it. Marlene is sleeping in Barrett's room with him. Since there's two guestrooms, that'll leave Marlene's room for Nanaki I guess, since it's so small no one else would really be able to fit into the bed and everything." Yuffie thought everything out, while she spoke, people headed off into their chosen rooms. "Then Shera and her family can sleep in one of the guestrooms so… me, Tifa and Vincent will take the last room."

Everyone else had long entered their rooms and either fell asleep or passed out. Yuffie sat on her and Tifa's bed; Vincent had gotten his own bed. Yuffie had finished in the bathroom, now Tifa was occupying it leaving Vincent to wait.

"Vinnie… Did you have fun tonight?" Inclining her head to one side, she spoke from her bed to Vincent, whom was lying on his bed.

"… Yes…"

"Uh huh. Vinnie… do you think we can spend more time during this journey?" He didn't expect her to be so straightforward…

"… As friends yes, but if you're implying another type of relationship, I doubt it." It wasn't like he disliked her; she was definitely attractive and fun to be with. But his mind was already swimming with images of Lucretia and Tifa.

"Oh… it's because I'm so young, isn't it? Because I'm not grown-up enough." The small ninja averted her eyes from him, wrapping herself in her arms. "That's what everyone keeps thinking, but they're wrong. I'm responsible. I'm mature."

"Yuffie…"

"I'm serious!" Her dusky irises shot into his, she demanded to be looked as an adult. "I'm not a kid anymore."

"I know you are not a child anymore. You are an adult, no one can tell you otherwise."

"… Thanks, Vinnie, Tifa was right, you have changed." Giving a wide-mouthed yawn, her arm reached out and clicked off the lamp on her side of the room. "Nighty night."

Vincent heard the running water stop, Tifa would be out soon. Determining that if he stayed laying on the cushy bed another second, he'd fall asleep; he got up and found his pants that Barrett had given him to wear to sleep and went to the washroom door. His claw held his clothing as he leaned beside the door, waiting. A ghost of a smile was beginning to possess his lips when he could hear Tifa's humming. But another second crossed before he also heard a hissing curse. Before he could react, the door opened and Tifa stepped out in only a towel.

"Ahhh!! Vince! What the hell are you doing standing there?!" Clenching the towel to her body, insuring it wouldn't slip off. She must have forgotten her clothing.

"I-I was waiting for you… to be finished." His seditious eyes embarked on an expedition to search her form. Her hair was tied into a high bun so it wouldn't get wet while her face was flushed from the heat of the steam. Her curves were prominent but the towel ended mid-thigh, leaving her perfect legs showing. The woman's arms covered her voluptuous ches-

"Vince!" He usually had more willpower however today, the alcohol had ripped some away and her body was a masterpiece, how could a man resist? Now, though, was one of those moments he wished he had had more self-discipline. Her eyes were cold, obviously peeved at him for acting like every other man in her life. Still… she couldn't stay angry. "J-Just go, I'm going to get some sleep."

The gunman, still thinking of Tifa, walked in to the bathroom and closed the door. This journey was going to have a lot of twists and bumps in the road…