A/N: Sorry for the late update, but I've been so busy! I'm currently going through the college process a.k.a Satan's plan to destroy my life and it isn't easy. I barely have time to write with AP classes, college fairs, essays, and asshole counselors. Anyways I am very happy at the response this is receiving. It's worth it to see so many people happy and laughing because with life's problems we all take the pleasure at laughing at another's misery. Enjoy chapter Three!

Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy 7 or advent Children

Chapter Three: R.A.G.E.

He quickened his pace when his crimson eyes caught sight of the bar. He scowled himself for being late, a day late for his appointment with Tifa. If she was angry with him, she had every right to be, since Vincent Valentine was never tardy. He just hoped that he didn't turn up becoming her punching bag. Yes, Vincent had a fear, and her name was Tifa Lockheart.

He walked in cautiously, hoping that the doors didn't give way to his presence. Around the establishment were some semi drunk men making dirty jokes. Chaos laughed but Vincent quickly shut him up. He walked up to the counter where the lovely Tifa was rinsing some beer mugs. She looked up and almost dropped a mug when she saw the mysterious man.

"Vincent? What are you doing here?" she said putting the mugs away and giving him her full attention.

"You mean you don't know why I'm here?" he asked seriously.

"Not really, is something going on?"

"I sent Cait with a message last week to inform you of my arrival on Tuesday."

He bore into her eyes and saw that she was beginning to connect all the information in her head.

"But today's Thursday." she said.

An awkward silence hung between them. All right then sue him, he was two days late.

He cleared his throat and decided not to dwell on the situation of him being two days late and in need of a calendar.

The sound of laughter and merriment erupted into the air, Tifa laughed too as Cait and Marlene came down playing together. Vincent looked lost, laughter? Merriment? It was strange; he decided to run some tests on the matter later.

He saw Denzel who was only some few steps away. He looked uneasy around the robot. In reality Cait freaked him out, it was a toy who's head turned an angry 360 degrees when it lost at rock paper scissors. You would think that after drawing rock and losing every round that the robot would catch on and change to another object.

Vincent's gazed narrowed towards Cait and if looks could have killed then the small cat would have combusted into flames already.

"Hi Vincent! How are you doing?" he chirped and posed. Denzel inched away, Marlene laughed.

Vincent tried to control his attitude since he didn't want to explode into a fit of vibrant colored words in front of the children, but he was considering it since they did hang out around Barret and probably cursed out a storm when no one was looking.

Tifa sensing the tension and seeing Vincent's eye twitch, walked around the counter and over to Cait.

"I heard you had a message for me?" she asked sweetly.

"Oh yeah! Vincent needs help with his ability to use the Cell phone! Also he's illiterate!"

"Why you little" Vincent almost bent down to choke the metal cat, a very out of character move, but hey the man can lose his patience.

Tifa stepped in and laughed nervously.

"I'm sure I can help you with the phone." she placed a hand on his shoulder and squeezed gently.

"I'm happy for you Vincent! Give me your number when you're done!" Marlene said and tagged the metal cat who giggled and ran after her. Denzel sighed and followed. He wanted new friends.

Vincent calmed down and sighed. The climatic moment passed and it was no use turning into Chaos now. Tifa the forever knowing sensed his disappointment and went back around to fix him a drink. He shook his head when he saw the shot of whisky. Tifa shrugged and drank it for him.

"Now, what's the problem, I'm sure that Cait complicated things."

"Complicate isn't the right word." he said and took out the small object that was bringing him so much misery.

"Hey, I have the same phone; it's very easy to operate even with out the instructions."

Vincent for the first time in his life found hope in Tifa.

"See, you just press this button to turn it on…" she pointed to the green button with a tiny phone. "…and this button to turn it off." the button next to it had a tiny phone but had an X on it.

Vincent like a true pupil took it in.

"It's the same thing to take a call and end one," she gave him a small chuckle and smiled.

He felt great, finally an intelligent person he could talk too! Now, Vincent Valentine was not the type to actually stand up and frolic with joy when he was happy, but Tifa made him feel alive…or at least made him feel less stupid.

He felt like taking her hand and skipping around the bar with her. If he could only get over the fear that if he touched her in any way, like a hug, that he would get punched in the nads. She developed that defense mechanism from working at a bar for so many years and dealing with touchy-feely drunks. That and the fact that he was Vincent Valentine, the man with out any 'happy' feelings. But if he weren't so scared about his goods getting smashed Vincent would like SO hug Tifa.

"Thank you very much; I appreciate you taking the time to teach me."

Her cheeks grew a little pink and she took the phone in her hands. She cleared her throat and focused on the phone. Vincent had no clue what was going on, she only acted awkward and shy around Cloud. He wondered if she was having any problems in her love life.

"I guess I should show you how to call someone."

"Actually..."

"No! I insist! You came all this way, look I'll call Cloud." she said and fumbled with the numbers and put the phone to her ear.

He watched patiently as her face scrunched up and she dialed again. After a few more times she left a message.

"It's ok Tifa"

"Maybe he won't pick up since he doesn't know your phone number. I'll call from my phone." She reached in her pocket and took it out. Again she dialed but she only got the voice message recording.

"God Cloud what's so hard about picking up a phone?" she asked. Vincent reached to get his phone but she snatched it away and called again.

He didn't know why she was doing this to herself; it was only going to make her angrier.

"Maybe he is delivering something?" he said trying to give her some hope as to Cloud's neglect of picking up his phone.

"Delivering? He has the day off today. I swear if he's at the church…" she dialed again only this time the buttons screamed at the pressure she was administrating.

"Maybe he's…"

"I still don't know, it's been two years, you understand? Two years! Why can't he get over her? What was so great about her? Why can't he see that I love him!" she cried.

Vincent felt like he was trapped. He opened his mouth to answer but no sound came out.

Tifa hung up and called again.

"Can't he see that she can't give him what he needs? Vincent, who would you choose? Me or Aeris?"

"Um…."

How could he answer that question? If he said Aeris he could kiss his existence goodbye but if he said her then she would assume that he had feelings for her. Then he would be the one avoiding the phone calls and he did not get a cell phone just for it to be ignored. It would mean that all the misery he went through was in vain.

"Well?" she asked with both phones at each ear. She looked serious and angry. Vincent felt like running away.

"Hello?"

"Cloud!" she almost yelled

Vincent sighed happy that the man in question finally answered the phone.

'Personally I'll go with Aeris,' Chaos spoke up.

'Not now Chaos' Vincent spat.

'Really? Why Aeris?' Hell masker asked

'She was very charming and had beautiful eyes'

'I AGREE WITH CHAOS, PLUS SHE WORE PINK, A VERY FEMININE COLOR' Galian Beast roared.

'Will you three be quiet?' Vincent said. All he wanted to do was get his phone now that he knew how to use it.

It was a daunting situation. Tifa screaming in rage at two phones trying to talk to Cloud, who was simply saying 'Can you hear me now?' while Vincent was left with the decision to choose between her and a dead girl.

'Come one Vincent who would you choose?' Chaos' curiosity was getting to him.

'That is not of importance nor is it any of your business.'

'Come on, I'm sure Lucia wouldn't mind.'

'Her name is Lucrecia and how dare you!'

'AERIS WAS GENTLE AND KIND; TIFA RUBS OFF LIKE A BITCH.'

'She is not a bitch, just misunderstood,' Hell masker defended.

'YOU ONLY LIKE HER CHEST'

'At least she has a chest!'

'YOU BASTARD, AERIS WAS BEAUTIFUL AND HER BOSOMS WERE PLENTIFUL'

'I like Yuffie' Death Gias spoke for the first time.

There was silence. Even Vincent was thrown off by this comment.

'What?' he said finding nothing wrong.

'She's like twelve and looks like a boy you idiot' Hell masker felt like punching him for his stupidity.

'Well technically she just turned eighteen and she looks cute'

'REALLY? I HADN'T NOTICED, TOO BAD VINCENT ISN'T INTO HER'

'You imbeciles! They are my comrades. I will not have you talk about them in that manner'

'Come on, if you HAD to pick one'

'No'

'Please?' Chaos was not one to be polite but he just had to know.

'No!'

There was a roar filled with rage, Tifa squeezed her phone so hard that it cracked open, letting out the wiring and shiny bolts.

'We must leave' Vincent said.

'YES, I AGREE, I SENSE DANGER' Galian Beast added.

'No, not until you admit it'

'Fine'

The demons awaited his response.

'….Aeris'

'I KNEW IT!'

'Jesus, what is it with you guys and dead chicks? I swear you and Cloud' Death Gias said rolling his eyes.

'I think it's BECAUSE they are dead that they are attracted to them, I mean no one alive to nag you and try to discuss feelings' Chaos injected.

'EXACTLY! PLUS IT'S A GOOD EXCUSE TO AVOID CRAZY WOMEN LIKE TIFA'

'Hey!' Hell masker really liked Tifa.

'Maybe it'll be a new trend, get a dead girl to dwell on and live life in misery…lots of chicks dig Angst right?' Death Gias said.

The demons were shut up by the noise of Tifa slamming Vincent's phone over and over again on the counter.

"CAN." Slam "YOU." Slam "HEAR." Slam "ME." Slam "NOW?" she screamed.

Her face was a cherry red color. Vincent slowly stood up; he looked around and saw that the semi drunk men were now gone. They probably sobered up at watching Tifa rip a phone to shreds. Cowards. He wished that he had joined them.

She placed his phone on the counter and punched it with all her might. She looked unfazed as a pile of broken parts laid in front of them. He looked on in horror. Tifa sensing his fear looked at him and her rage melted away. Her face softened.

"I'm so sorry Vincent!"

He flinched when he saw her jump over the counter but she embraced him in a hug. A strong power hug, one that he couldn't return because he couldn't feel his arms. But at least she smelled nice, like strawberries.

"It's quite fine, I will get another phone" he said regretting his words. The thought of the girl at the store came to mind and he shuddered.

"No, it's not ok, listen, Cloud has an extra phone, why he has two phones and can't pick up one I will never know but go to him and I'm sure he will give you one of his" she said letting go.

"Thank you" he said backing away from her.

"You're welcome, and I'm sorry, I just lost my temper a bit" she laughed.

Vincent raised an eyebrow and wondered if he should leave a business card from his anger management classes. He decided against it because Tifa would probably feel offended and he didn't want to meet the same end his poor cell phone did. Instead he shook her hand awkwardly and left the empty bar.

He was angry and annoyed. He finally learned how to operate the phone and it was destroyed right before his eyes. He thought about going back and getting the same phone but the girl came to mind and he didn't want to deal with her or anyone like her for that matter. It was best to take Tifa's offer and go to Cloud. He turned right and proceeded into the darkness while his demons intelligently discussed if Tifa's breasts felt real from the hug. Vincent Valentine hoped and prayed at that moment that God would smite him and end his misery.

A/N: I hope you guys enjoyed. Thank you for reading and remember to review. Chapter 4: Cloud…may god help Vincent