we'll lay in bags as dead as leaves
all together for eternity
but don't you weep
there is no one as lucky
honey, don't you weep
there is nothing as lucky, as easy, or free

I jumped awake, my eyes franicly searched the room, thankful to know that I was just in Cid and Shera's home. A layer of cold sweat covered my skin as I scrambled out of the bed as fast as I could. These...Visions of the past kept occuring lately, and it was killing me because I could barely get a few good hours of sleep. I pulled on a pair of jeans and put a thin shirt over my tank top and slipped, silently, out of my room. I was used to this. I would slip out into the cool night and take a walk around the village and come back to the house an hour later and would manage to get a few more hours of sleep before morrning.

The stars shined down upon the dirt path as I slowly made my way into a forresty area of the town. The tall trees made it hard for the tiny bright stars to shine their light through the tree leaves. I should have brought my Conformer with me, I knew that. But I hadn't thought of it tonight. A cool breeze ruffled my hair as I came into a clearing in the path.

Someone stood in front of me, their back was turned to me. The moonlight shone down on the person as they stood silently. They were dressed in all black, and I could faintly make out the mechanical arm of Vincent.

'What's he doing here? In the middle of the night?' I asked myself. Vincent had been staying with Cid as well. The mansion was just a constant reminder of the past, which after beating Sephiroth, had finally overcome. But we barely talked. Vincent came home late at night, and we really didnt know what he did during the day. We never asked when he was around.

I slowly stepped forward and whispered, "Vincent?"

He turned around, surprised, and the fierce look in his eyes melted away and was replaced with a kinder look.

"Yuffie. What are you doing here?" He asked, casually. It was werid seeing Vincent without his crimson cape. You could see how skinny he was and his gun slipped into the belt of his pants.

"I was just going to ask you the same thing," I said, walking up to him and smiling.

"I was thinking," He said, turning away from me again. I stood by his side and we stood for a moment, gazing into the moonlight. It wasnt a full moon yet, only half a moon. I looked up at Vincent, his eyes entranced in the moonlight.

"I had...another dream. So I came out here to clear my thoughts," I confessed. He turned to me. The first chance I was alone with Vincent, I told him of the dreams I had of Hojo and Lucrecia. He was a bit taken aback that I would tell him, but he probally thought of the old days where we always talked. He had to know. He was sometimes in the dreams.

"What was it about this time?" He asked, turning to me, crossing his arms across his chest. I shook my head. Sometimes the dreams were easy to remember and sometimes, I could hardly remember once I woke up.

"Lucrecia...She had found this ancient materia. I'm sorry Vincent, but thats all I remember." I mumbled. He nodded. I wish I knew more. Vincent had dearly loved Lucrecia and I could imagine that he could be clinging to every word I say. But, that was my imagination.

I looked up at Vincent and he looked at me. I smiled goofily and looked away. It felt like old times again. But, I wasnt wearing a back brace then and we werent living in one spot. Without another word, we both headed back towards the house. The night, in my opinion, was young. It was only midnight, even thou my eyes were begging for sleep, I wanted to stay up. I wanted to be with Vincent.

As we walked side by side, I casually slipped my hand into his and smiled to myself. Vincent looked at me suspeciously and said, "What do you want?" Not in a mean tone, but more of a disquised nervousness.

"Nothing, nothing, nothing, " I said in a sing-song voice, "Just...Me holding your hand."

I looked up a a tiny, rare smile played upon Vincent's lips. I looked up a seen a silver star fly across the sky. I made a wish. That I'd always be with Vincent. Vincent squeezed my hand tightly for a minute and i put my head on his shoulders. I thought that maybe he was going to push me away, but he didnt. And I was happy.

"Vinny?" I asked, "Do you remember when we used to talk? Back when we were all together?"

"Yes. Why?"

"No reason. But, I'm glad you remember," I said as we entered the front door, quietly. Cid and Shera's room was down the hall and Vincent's room was right next to mine. We stood, face to face in front of my room.

"Thanks..." I said, smiling at him.

"For what?"

"Everything," I said, leaning up and quickly kissing him on the cheek before running into my room and closing the door fastly, but softly. I threw off my jeans and thin shirt and jumped into my messy bed. I hugged my pillow, the plastic of my back brace jabbing into my stomach and neck, but I ignored it. I flopped around my bed and couldnt help but smile goofily.

I woke up groggy and still very tired a few hours later. I slowly got up in my bed and winced, my spine was pretty sore this morrning. I slowly got out of bed and winced, the pain getting worse. I ignored it and took off my night clothes and got dressed into a pair of jean shorts, a black t-shirt, and a pair of sandals. Even thou I looked like an idiot when I tripped, it was a hot day already and it was only 8 in the morrning.

I combed my hair with the brush on my dresser and smiled at myself in the mirror attached to it. I looked refreshed and happy. I was glad. I bet at the hospital, I looked bloody miserable. I was glad I was out. Everyday being healthy and alive is a gift, so I was more than happy.

I waltzed out of my room and jogged to the table, seeing breakfast laid out. Shera was busy getting glasses out on the table and Cid was outside working on his new creation, the Sierra Airship. The Highwind was unable to fly after fighting Sephiroth, So Cid and his crew had got to work on a new one. It was basicly all done, but Cid wanted to be extra careful and check everything over.

I sat down at the table and said, "Good Morrning!"

"Good Morrning, Yuffie? How's your back?" Shera asked, putting a plate, fork, and cup in front of me.

"Pretty sore. But I'll be okay. We're going to buy those dresses today, right?" I asked, piling eggs and bacon onto my plate.

"Yeah," Shera said, sitting down at the table herself as Cid came in from the back. He sat down and instantly started piling food onto his plate.

"Um...Where's Vincent?" I asked, trying to sound casual as I put a strip of bacon into my mouth.

"He left earlier this morrning," Shera said, taking a sip of her orange juice. I nodded. We contiuned to eat until the food was mostly gone. After I finished, I helped Shera clean and put away the dishes. Afterwords, we headed deeper into the town to go to the dress store. We picked out the dresses the day before, and I was very pleased with the beautiful selection at the tiny store.

Shera picked out a beautiful pearl white strapless gown with a crimson hem at the top of the chest and the bottom, with a lace up back with a matching middle-back length veil. The brides maid dress was a a matching crimson color strapless dress also. My beautiful flower girl dress was almost like Shera's. It had a lace up back and matching crimson hems near the bottom and top, with spaghetti straps. I was in love with the white/red theme. Cid and Cloud were going to wear black suits, traditional.

After going inside the rose smelling store, the man working up front named Dimitri came up and greeted us.

"Hello, Mrs. Highwind. We have your dress orders right here and ready to pick up," He explained, taking us into the back room. He gave us three dresses, with protective plastic bags to cover them from dirt and such.

"Thank you so much Dimitri, You've been a big help," Shera said, smiling as they headed out of the store.

"Have a wonderful wedding!" He said after them.

When the glass door closed behind them, they headed up the path that led back to the house. People were walking to work and to the shops and children were running in and out behind trees, playing hide and seek with the other kids. It was so relaxing. Fresh flower petals floated overhead in the breeze, filling the air with a beautiful smell. The sky was bright blue with few pearly clouds, and the the shined overhead.

"This is a beautiful place to live. I'd like to live here," I said, looking around, enchanted by the sights and sounds of the town.

"It is quite relaxing. The autumns are beautiful and the winters aren't too cold, so it's quite pleasant," Shera said, smiling.

"How are you feeling?...About marrying Cid?" I asked. Shera looked down at her feet, and slightly blushed.

"I always knew he was going to ask me. Right now, I cant imagine life without him," She said. Her eyes sparkled dazzlingly as she even mentioned Cid's name. I Remembered when we first met Cid and Shera, after meeting Vincent in the Shinra Mansion basement and going through the countryside. He bossed her around, but I could tell he liked her and that she adored him. I smiled brightly, just thinking about how happy I was. Only 11 more weeks until the wedding. I was looking forword to it so much. Everyone would be comming, so I was excited to see them all.

As we got a few feet from the front door of the house, we heard a sound almost like an explosion. The wind was blowing violently and I had a good idea about what was going on. I held onto my dress carefully, before walking around to the back. The Sierra had taken flight. It was way better than the Highwind and I was amazed how much work Cid put into the paint job. It was a beautiful greyish blue and was strikingly silver in the sunlight.

Shera smiled as Cid landed the ship and he looked so happy, his face animated with excitement.

"You all gotta take a ride!" He said ushering them onto the stairs which led up into the airship. My stomach gave a lurch and I thought, 'If I throw up, I sure as hell will be throwing up on you!'

"But wait, Howa 'about I stay here and wait for Vincent to come home or something?" I asked, absolutely queasy as Cid led them into the fancy cockpit.

"Hes already on board," Cid said, completely oblivious that I wanted to get off, "Sit down and enjoy th damn ride!"

I evily glared at him and he began pressing buttons to make the airship take off. I headed into another door, I had no clue where I was going, but I didnt want to be around that maniac anymore. I walked down a set of stairs and ended up in a storage place. Oh well, it smelled like bleach and cardboard, but I didnt care. Just as I was about to sit on the ground, I heard a roaring sound and I could feel the airship lift off from the ground. My stomach turned over and I moaned. Stupid airsickness. Too bad Cloud isn't here. I could make fun of him for having airsickness as well.

Cid must have been going crazy in the cockpit, because I felt like we were spinning. I shut my eyes and tried counting in my head. I read somewhere that it took your mind off it, but it sure didn't help me. I wanted to curl into a ball, but this stupid brace! gawd! I could rip it off. I dont know why I was angry. I was angry because Cid made me come on this stupid airship. Maybe I should throw up in here and just leave it. I'll laugh like a loonie if he would step in it. I'll hope he trips in it. I could laugh, but the airship turned, and my stomach flopped.

I heard someone come in and thought, 'Oh great...Just what I need, someone to bother me.'

I crawled behind a box and looked for anyone comming. I heard footsteps, but I couldnt see anyone. 'Come on, stupid! Just come and see me and act stupid and bother me for crying out loud.' I thought, clutching my stomach and closing my eyes. I felt someone touch my shoulder. I slowly opened my eyes and slowly turned my head behind me. I screamed when my eyes met with deep red ones.

"Vincent...!...You...jerk!" I said, punching him weakly in the good arm, "You scared me. I really wouldnt want to throw up on you."

I tried to smile, but I couldnt. I closed my eyes again and sighed. Stupid airsickness. I opened one eye and seen Vincent sit next to me. I looked away.

"Go away...Im ugly when I'm sick," I mumbled. It was true. Who looks good when they're sick?

"No, you're not," Vincent said. I looked at him and shook my head. He had his cloak on today. His eyes were sincere looking and I hope he wasn't taking pity on me because i was sick. I curled up in a ball as best as I could, but I only looked like a mishapen banana.

Vincent looked at me and almost smiled.

"Stop laughing at me..." I mumbled.

"I'm not."

I sat up and scooted closer to him. Stupid storage room was cold. I just had to wear shorts and sandals today. Vincent looked nervous but I ignored him. I scooted closer once again and my legs knocked against his.

"What are you doing?" Vincent said slowly. I giggled and said, "I'm cold. So shut up. No...actually dont. Why...you dont like me? so cruel..." I said.

"I didn't say that," Vincent said. I pretended to cry. This always works with Godo. Well, it did. He learned it was one of my tricks after a while of me always crying. So he ignored it.

"Yuffie, your not ugly and I like you," He said. I looked at him, fake tears on my face.

"Really?"

"Yeah."

"Okay..." I said, wiping away the fake tears and resting my head on Vincents shoulder.

Erg...I'm horrible at writing love stories like this. .;; I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter. Review please!