Disclaimer:... huh? um... no.

AAAHHHHHHHHHH! i'm sorry! -jumps off a cliff and dies- i know you all hate me now ;;

good gods... i can't believe this took so long, but finally my computer is working, finals are over, and all my work is in check. i have so many fics i want to start but i'll have to at least finish Switchin' first... maybe...

oh and i saw Advent Children back in August! Vincent is hilarious and Tifa rocks. Marlene and Vincent are just too cute together XDXD but -coughcloud'sevilandtotallysuckscuzhecheatedinthatfightagainstSephirothcough- and the ending is CHEEEAAAAP. but that's to be expected...

i really want Kingdom Hearts 2 to come out soon (everyone: WTF? this is the FF7 section, fool) i really want to see Riku...

OH! and have you guys seen DOC CHAOS VINCENT! He's so cute XD if you go to the official DoD site and go to the PV section you can go see him. they've also got a magazine scan floating around with a pic of him. and you get to see TURKEY VIN O.O! AND PLAY AS HIM IN THE TUTORIAL (or something) and he's really cute and he looks like he needs a hug in the trailer! (poor thing... damn you lucrecia! i don't know what you're saying to him but it's making him sad!)

Thanks for all the reviews!

The fic starts...NOW!


"Vincent! Vincent! Please sign my napkin!"

"Vincent I have lipstick!"

"Oh my god Vincent—"

Tifa gasped in surprise as she was pulled out of the restaurant. Glancing behind her she saw hordes of fangirls and fanboys streaming out of the door and she could've sworn there hadn't been that many people when they had been in there. Turning forward she stumbled after Vincent, watching his long black hair float behind them. She was just starting to wonder what kind of shampoo Vincent used and if he would share it with her when he stopped abruptly with a curse.

"Damn it. They've got my motorcycle surrounded," And indeed they did. Even more people were outside, apparently waiting for Vincent to come out.

Tifa was beginning to wonder if the actor had a few stalkers he didn't know about.

"Come on, this way," And they were off again.

After running for what seemed like forever, turning one corner, going down one alley, turning left, going right — Tifa had no idea where they were going — they stopped in a dark, smelly alleyway. At the far end there was a concrete wall, off on the right there was a few trash cans, and on the left there was a large dumpster. Very elegant, very ritzy, Vincent Valentine was probably totally used to this, Tifa thought sarcastically.

"Vincent looked behind them and found nothing, "I think we lost them."

And then it started to rain.

Hard.

Tifa instantly regretted not watching the weather report that morning.

Vincent suddenly started laughing and she stared at him, starting to question his sanity. He shook his head and walked over to the far side of the dumpster and motioned for her to follow. Tifa jogged over to his side and found him staring at a cardboard box that could possibly fit two people if they were squeezed in tight. Really tight.

Vincent motioned towards the box with a graceful sweep of his arm and and a slight bow, "After you, miss."

Tifa stared at him for a second longer before deciding the box was better than the rain and crawling inside. She brought her knees to her chest and encircled them with her arms. Vincent climbed in, curled into a similar position, and sat his head on his knees with a faint smile on his face.

"This kind of reminds me of the stuff Sephiroth and I used to do when we were kids," he said softly.

"You used to used to run away from screaming fangirls and hide in cardboard boxes?"

He shook his head, "Not quite."

When he didn't elaborate Tifa tried to nudge it out of him, "Well? I want to here this."

Vincent shook his head again, "It would turn into such a long story..."

"We've got time. Rain doesn't look like it's going to be letting up anytime soon."

"...Maybe later. I want to here about you."

Tifa blinked surprise, "Well, there's not much to say..."

They were silent for a few minutes.

"I bet you're wondering who Cloud is," She suddenly blurted. Tifa instantly cursed herself. She hadn't talked about Cloud in such a long time, preferring to keep it locked up deep inside, and here she was about to spill everything to a famous actor she barely even knew.

"...You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

"No. I need to talk about this... I've held it inside for too long."

Vincent merely nodded in understanding.

"Well, Cloud and Iived in the same town, Nibelheim, it's quite a ways from here. We were neighbors and we hung out together a lot. Eventually our friendship developed into a cute little 'boyfriend/girlfriend' thing, you know the kind kids have when they think love is all sunshine and flowers. It was really stupid because we were still together when we entered high school," She smiled bitterly to herself. "Maybe that's all it ever was, a childhood crush that went on longer than it should have... Anyways, we were in high school and I met this girl named Aeris. She was nice and kind; a really good friend, and I thought it would be a great idea if I introduced her to Cloud."

Tifa watched the rain fall for a few seconds before beginning again, "Sometimes I wonder. maybe if I had never introduced them to each other, Cloud never would have left me. After they met they hit it off immediately. They were perfect for each other, I guess I pretended to be blind to it or something because I acted as if nothing was wrong even as I watched my boyfriend and my best friend get closer and closer together." Her voice broke and her eyes started to water but she only cleared her throat and set her jaw.

"I found them one day, after school we were supposed to go to the movies and we were going to meet in the parking lot. They were late so I went looking for them, and I found them behind the gym making out. I couldn't believe my eyes! Cloud was cheating on me with my best friend! I ran home and cried my eyes out and the next day I gave them the cold shoulder. It was a good thing it was our senior year because I don't know what would have happened if I had had to be around them for another year. After that day I never spoke to them ever again, and here I am two years later with Yuffie, in college, just trying to make it on my own. It's horrible that I had to lose such good friends though. So many good times we shared..." She blinked furiously willing the tears not to fall. She had shed enough tears for Cloud and Aeris.

Vincent looked at her with his crimson eyes and an unreadable expression on his face, "And you never dated since." It was more of a statement than a question.

"Yeah."

Vincent nodded and turned his attention back to the rain, "...So many girls have unfaithful boyfriends. So many lies, so many wrong decisions..."

Tifa wasn't quite sure if he was talking about a specific person or about Cloud, Aeris, and herself and as whole. I didn't really matter, she agreed with him either way. Taking a deep breath she regained her composure, "So, you've heard my story, how about telling me yours?"

Vincent's lips twitched into a small smile, "Which part?"

"How about everything?"

"...Everything... that's quite a bit."

Tifa gave him a playful smile, "Can't I have just one fangirl wish? Hearing the story of The Great Vincent Valentine come from his own mouth?"

Vincent smiled again and closed his eyes, "I suppose I should start with my parents. My father was a scientist, Simon Hojo, my mother a schizo, Jenova. I never really liked my parents, but I didn't really know them so I can't say too much... they tended to neglect me and Sephiroth. My father was too caught up with his experiments, mom was too caught up with the voices in her head. Probably the most interesting thing that happened in my childhood was the accident in the lab. One day, when I was two and Seph was six." Vincent turned to look at Tifa, "Would you believe me if I said my father accidently spilled chemicals on me and my brother?"

Tifa's eyes widened.

Vincent smirked but didn't wait for her answer, "We were in our father's lab and he knocked one of the flasks over and whatever was in it got all over Sephiroth and I got it in my eyes, " He pointed to his eyes, "This particular shade of red doesn't come natural you know. That's also why Seph has silver hair and his eyes are that really weird shade of green. I don't remember how he originally looked, he doesn't remember either."

Tifa's eyes were wide as saucers as she stared at him, trying to determine whether or not he was telling the truth. His father had been a scientist, okay, she could believe that. His father had spilled unknown chemicals on him and his older brother when they were children, forever altering their physical appearances?

Why did it always seem like celebrities had the greatest sob stories?

Vincent gave her a small smile, "I can see you don't believe me. Not surprising, over half the stories actors and actresses come up with are bullshit. Anyways, a few months after the accident my mom was taken away — shipped to the closest asylum, her schizophrenia was very serious and it couldn't be helped — and Seph and I were sent to a foster home after dad's lab was discovered. Interestingly enough, the police thought it wasn't 'safe for the kids'. My foster parents were really nice though, Josh and Marie Valentine. I like to think of Josh and Marie as my real parents, they're a lot better than Simon and Jenova, that's for sure.

"I was eventually sent off to school and by first grade I had become a bully magnet. I was short, skinny, and had fairly long hair for a boy, I looked like a weakling, and, unfortunately, I was. Luckily for me, my parents had put Sephiroth in karate the day he turned six for his birthday so by that time he had been taking karate for a good four years and was always around to save my ass. Sephiroth turned into quite a bully himself, but it worked for me, I was his little brother, no one had the guts to try to beat me up, so I didn't really care. He taught me a few things so that when he left for middle school I could handle the bullies myself. My the time I got to high school, I had earned the title 'artsy' because all I ever really did was sketch, write poetry, and read. Sephiroth was the one who was into sports, not me. He and Cid left high school and went to college together leaving all alone, I always was a loner." Vincent turned, "Cid's that blonde guy you met on set, the one with the clipboard."

"He went to school with Sephiroth?"

"Yeah. They were pretty good friends and shared an interest in showbiz. Cid went off and did his own thing for a while after he graduated but he ended up back with us and just does whatever he can around set and behind the scenes. He really wanted to be a pilot, though." At this Vincent laughed softly, "You'll never guess what I got him for his birthday, it's coming up pretty soon." He shifted a bit and ended pressing up against Tifa a bit more than he had been, Tifa fought down a blush. "He's been obsessed with ridiculous pink plane called the 'Tiny Bronco' for as long as I've known him, so I bought the thing off of the guy who owned it. Absolutely appalling, pink and baby blue. I don't think I've ever seen anything so hideous, I'll have to show it to you sometime."

They sat in silence, listening to the rain pour outside of their little box. Tifa wasn't quite sure what to think of Vincent, he had just spoken more than she had ever heard him speak in his interviews. Could it be possible that Vincent was so comfortable around her, he could tell her his entire life story? No, of course not. That was just wishful thinking on her part. They barely knew each other, there was no way they could just sit around and talk like old pals, it made no sense whatsoever. "So what happened after you graduated high school? Did you just go into acting?"

"No. People kept telling me to go to med school, they seemed to think I'd make a good doctor," She could feel him shudder slightly. "But just between you and me, I absolutely hate doctors. Something about the shots and the alcohol... I don't know, I've just always hated them. I wanted to be an engineer, but Sephiroth got me to help him on a commercial he was trying to make and I guess someone saw me and thought I had talent. I was in a few more commercials and minor roles after that, then, right after I got my degree, I got my first major role," Vincent shrugged. "I've just went from there and here I am now."

"Hey, how old are you anyway?'

"What? You're a fan and you don't even know that?"

Tifa frowned, "Well, no one knows you're real age and everyone has different guesses."

He smiled, "Twenty-three."

"You serious?"

"Yep. I got through college pretty quick."

"Man, I feel like a dumbass now. I'm twenty-one and I barely got through the me year..."

Silence reigned once again, but, like nearly all their silences, it was comfortable. Tifa could help but notice that her silences with Cloud had never been so companionable. In fact, whenever there had been silence between them, it had usually preceded a week or so of awkward moments and tense conversation.

"So, what do you do for fun?" She was starting to realize that Vincent was more inclined to respond to her attempts at conversation than make his own.

"Read, sketch, write. I can't say my interests have changed much since childhood."

Tifa grinned, "I like to read, but I can't draw for shit. I usually just practice martial arts in my free time."

Vincent groaned and leaned his head back, or at least as far as he could in the cramped space, "What am I, surrounded by martial artists?"

Tifa laughed and laughed until it finally died down. It hadn't even been that funny but Vincent was just too cute. "Hey, where are we anyways?"

"I don't know. We'll figure it out once the rain lets up."

Tifa smiled and suddenly realized just how warm Vincent was. Before she could stop herself, she lie her head on Vincent's shoulder and surprisingly enough, he didn't move away.

Not like he could.

Tifa gazed at the rain fondly. She had always liked the rain, but her liking of the rain had increased a tenfold today. She wondered why.

"Hey, Vincent."

"Hm?"

"I feel kinda like a homeless person."

And Vincent let out the most gorgeous, most amazing laugh Tifa had ever heard.


Yes! Tifa and Vincent had a fun talking thing of death and people are happy!

Evil stuff will happen in the next chap... and who is TIFFANY?

Reviews... please?