Hey Guys! This is my first attempt to write a story from a first person point of view. This particuar one is told from Yuffie's point of view. Sorry about the fluff in this first chapter. It will be important to the story in future chapters, as long as I get enough reviews that want me to continue with the story. Please R&R! Enjoy.

Broken Promise

Chapter 1: The Promise

I lay in bed, my eyes wide open. There will be no sleep for me, until he is home. I sit up in bed, the sheets clutched tightly around my naked form. I look out at the stars, and wonder if he will come home, or if I will get news that he is dead. We make love every night before he leaves, just in case. That is his job though. He is a Turk once again, and the job description of the Turks has changed since Shinra's downfall. They are no longer involved in kidnapping or weapon's development. They are a syndicate now. Their business is gang war-fare and murder. Sometimes I wonder if it would have just been better to let Meteor destroy the planet.

I hear the door open downstairs and sigh with relief. He's home! He is safe and alive! He comes up the stairs to our bedroom, the same bedroom we have shared since our marriage began 5 years ago. I see his strong, muscular physique in the doorway. He looks at me with those mysterious crimson eyes, and a small smile plays at the corner of his perfectly shaped lips. He sets his gun down on the dresser and comes towards the bed. He sits beside me, and takes me in his strong, loving embrace. I sigh, breathing in his scent. He smells of Old Spice and butter-rum candy. This is the way he has always smelled. I look up into those deep, crimson eyes and he leans down to kiss me, capturing my lips in a long, deep kiss, his tongue dancing slowly with my own.

"I'm so glad you are safe," I whisper in the darkness.

"Nothing can keep me from you, love," he replies. "When you need me, I will always be here, to protect you, to love you. I could never imagine being anywhere else, Yuffie."

There it is. That promise again. He's promised me the same thing over and over again in the past six years. I always believe him, and he never lets me down. This is the promise he has given me since the beginning.

"Vincent...I love you...," I say to him. I feel him smile in the darkness.

"I love you too...," he replies softly to me. His hand strokes my cheek as I look into those beautiful, crimson eyes. He kisses me again, suddenly, as always, I find myself wanting him, right now.

"Vincent, make love to me...," I plead.

"Whatever you want, Yuffie...," he replies. He pulls the sheet from my body as I tug at his jeans, trying desperately to get them off of him. He ends up helping me, and finally he is free of them. He settles himself on top of me and covers my body in feverish kisses. His hands roam tenderly over me, caressing my breasts, my thighs, and finally he slips two fingers inside me and starts fingering me slowly, deliberately teasing me. His warm, moist mouth works leisurely over my nipples, gently alternating between sucking and licking. I let out a soft moan as I feel him grow hard against me. He continues to tease me with his fingers until he brings me almost to my climax, then stops. I'm panting now. He gives that lazy grin as he slips inside me, thrusting hard. I scream his name as an orgasm flows through my body. I wrap legs around his waist to intensify it. He can hold back no longer and comes inside me. He rests his head on my breast, panting from the energy exertion. His breathing steadies and I realize he is sleeping. I smile and pull the sheet over us. I stroke his dark hair, and remember the day we met....