I know, I know I've let you down

I've been a fool to myself

I thought I could live for no one else

But not through all the hurt and pain

Its time for me to respect the ones you love

mean more than anything

Lucrecia looked down upon the bandaged body that lay upon her husband's operating table. It was far past midnight and she had snuck out of the inn to come here. The silver materia was in her pocket, always with her in case something would happen. The G-Substance had been sucsessfully absorbed into Vincent's body and it was possible that he could turn into Chaos at will.

She wanted to see his brown eyes again, not the red ones which her husband had altered. She turned her back to the body and began to look through her husband's papers and records thrown haphazardly on his desk. All of the tests done on Vincent had been quite sucsessful as well. It freightened her that she was apart of this, but she knew that this was all her husbands doing. She never wanted anyone to be killed in this. She turned around when she heard a scream.

She turned to the operation table and shrieked as well. The bandaged body was upright, black demon wings sprouting from its back and devilish horns growing from his head. Lucrecia back up against the desk, papers and folders flying everywhere. The bandages wrapped around his head slowly unraveled to reveal blood red eyes glaring at her. She shrieked again and ran to the back of the library, hearing the wings starting to flap. She pulled the materia from her pocket and rose it above her head, the creature before her was right in front of her.

An amazing silver light blinded her and it rose from her hands. Lucrecia fell to the ground and began to sob. When the light faded. The body of Vincent lay before her. Her husbands lab was a mess and she had to clean everything before he returned. She had recently given birth to the baby. Sephiroth. He was testing the baby, so he rarely paid attention to her. But he would know. He had forbid her to come here now. She slowly walked over the body and pulled out a package of bandages from a storage closet. She walked back to the body and began to wrap the body up once again.

"It seems like forever that you've been gone."

I woke up and sat straight up. I rubbed my head, it was pounding and my back felt a bit sore. I could remember sitting the storage room with Vincent. 'I guess I must have dozed off or something' I thought as I got up. I looked out the window of my room and sighed. It was dusk, the sun had probally just set. I yawned and looked down. I was wearing Vincent's cloak. My eyes widened and I threw it off. Why the heck was I wearing his cloak? I did remember it being very cold in the storage room. And I did fall alsleep...on his shoulder.

I can't like him...I sat down on my bed and thought furiously. 'He loves Lucrecia, even thou im having creepy visions about her and even thou shes dead. How...I must be stupid...' I stood up, unable to keep still. I had always thought about having a relationship with him, I do care for him deeply. But I dont think he likes me, anyways. Just...he cares for me, but doesnt love me. Yep. Thats it. Case Closed.

I flopped on my bed and instantly regreted it when my brace slammed into my stomach. 'Piece of crap!' I thought. I grabbed Vincent's cloak and looked at it. A beautiful crimson color. It looked worn. I held it close to me. It smelled really good, like cologne. I loved it. I put it on my list of favorite smells, next to Jasmine tea and the smell of my grandmother's house. I hugged the cloak and told myself it could never be. I put it on and snuck out of the house. Shera had her back to me, she was cooking dinner and it smelled delicious. Cid was probally out back going crazy in the Sierra.

I walked into the brisk cool air, the temperature had dropped, so I was glad for the cloak. I hummed a tune in my head, trying to ignore the butterflies in my stomach. 'What does it matter? You don't like him anyways' I thought. It was a short walk to the Inn. I stepped inside and walked up to the front desk. The lady was silently reading a big novel.

" 'scuse me, do you know what room Vincent Valentine is staying in?" I asked. The woman looked up, her eyes magnified to a huge jawbreaker size through her glasses. She put down her novel, being very huffy about it, and looked through a small notebook.

"Room 9," She replied. Then she picked up her novel and began reading.

I walked up wooden stairs and could feel myself sweating. I think Vincent felt awkard with me, since I kissed him. So thats probally why he got a hotel room. Or something. 'Stop being nervous! gawd!' I thought as I passed by a few rooms. When I finally walked up to room number 9, I stopped. What was I going to say? Oh great...Mustering up enough courage, I knocked on the door. It took alot of strength not to run. I heard someone walk up to the door and i covered my face with my hands.

The door opened.

"Yuffie?"

"Yes?" I said, arms still covering my face.

"...What are you doing?"

"nooooothing..." I said, slowly lifting my arms down. Vincent was in his black pants and black shirt, he looked so plain without his cloak, which I was wearing, "I thought you'd probally want your cloak back, So...here I am."

Vincent motioned for me to come inside, and I did. The room was very clean, like he really didnt even sleep there. The bed was neatly made and there wasnt anything out of place, besides the Death Penalty on the small nightstand in the room, which stood out the most.

I was feeling pretty nervous because I was alone with Vincent. We were alone before, but people were usually around in other places. I was on my own now. Pretty nervous...yeah.

"So, heres your cloak," I said, pulling it off and taking one last smell before I handed it to him, my hair messy. He took it and tossed it on the bed. I knew I seen Vincent change into Chaos before. But...I had never really thought about it.

"Something on your mind?" He asked. I blushed and shook my head.

"I...better get going." I said, shuffling to the door, "...you're just gunna let me leave? thats a drag..."

Vincent raised an eyebrow at me. I giggled. I took his hand, ignoring the butterflies in my stomach. We headed down the stairs, and Vincent allowed himself to be dragged outside. A stiff chill went up my spine.

"I forgot how cold it was out here," I said as we walked along the dirt path. Shera and Cid were probally sitting down for dinner right about now. My back felt a bit sore, a dull pain racing through it. Vincent looked at me, silent thou. I smiled and said, "Stop laughing at me."

"I wasn't," He said.

"Im cold," I said, rubbing my arms. The moon was now full and I barely took notice. I was thinking about Vincent and Me. Maybe there was something between us. Something unexplainable. I shook it away as I felt Vincent grab my hand. I blushed violently, probally feeling the same way he felt.

"...Do you like me or something?" I asked, trying to sound confident, "I know that you care for Lucrecia still. I can tell by the dreams. But, I really care for you."

Me and my rambling. Gawd, I could be such an idiot! why! Why did I tell him? I thought I was done thinking about this.

"You shouldn't try to fight you feelings if you feel right about them," He mumbled.

"I like you," I said. I turned to him, still holding hands. "I really always have. You always listened to me and you thought I was more than just some stupid kid. You dont even know how much that means to me. If you don't like me, thats alright. But I think I'd feel better just knowing that...I told you."

Yes. I felt stupid. I turned away from him and felt embarassed. 'Good job, Yuff. You might as well go back to Wutai, because you'll never be able to face Vincent ever again because your an idiot' a voice in my head told me. I shivered in the cold, but I was really shaking. I dont know why. None of the boys in Wutai ever caught my interest and none of them even liked me anyways. So I never really thought about love until a year ago.

"I love you too," Vincent said.

I looked at him and my eyes widened. I felt so alive and scared, that I began to ran. He stood behind me, his arm outstreched towards me. I felt like I was reliving a scene from the past. I shook my head and still ran back to the house. When I entered the door, I didnt bother to say hello to anyone, I wasn't sure if anyone was even there. I ran to my bed. I didn't know why I was afraid.

He was just joking with me, I bet. He would just never say "I love you" to someone. Unless he really meant it. I curled into the mishapen banana shape and couldnt stop thinking about it. I couldnt clear my head for a second. Maybe this was a dream, like those dreams I'm having. Why...I shoved my face into my pillow. Why was this all happening to me? I heard someone come into the house. I threw my blanket on my head, but I think it was just Cid.

'I'm afraid of love I Guess. I've been alone for the past year or so and I've become acustomed to it. I dont need anyone.' I told myself, nodding. I looked out my window and could see Vincent walking back to the hotel. Did I make everything worse? I wasn't sure.