It's My Coffin Chapter 3

And it was just at this moment that the two in the coffin decided to awaken.

Or more precisely, Vincent decided to wake up first, as usual. He prided himself on always being the one that needed the least sleep and always woke up the first. The poor guy had no idea that the entire AVALANCHE (excluding Tifa Lockhart, who was still snoring away) had already woken and even paid him a visit while he and Tifa were sleeping. But, of course, he wouldn't know that, as Nanaki had noticed him stirring and, knowing that Vincent was not really a morning person, had escaped with the rest of the team into the Library next door, where they held their breath while Vincent awoke.

They knew that Vincent would not be happy that they sneaked into his house, rummaged through his personal things and banged down his (already open) door. Thus, they turned and fled (as quietly and quickly as possible) and since running up the staircase will surely make a lot of noise, they decided to creep into the library and stay there for a while. Then when all was alright, they could go back to the coffin room and pretend that they just arrived and was thinking of paying him a friendly visit. What a brilliant plan!

So there they were, waiting. Yuffie being the ever impatient and can't-sit-still one, decided to go look at the books on the shelves while the rest just sat around. Cid was sprawled over the rickety old table. Apparently his headache had not disappeared yet; and neither had his need for cigarettes, as he was already on his 45th one. Everyone else just lazed around the library, trying to make as little noise as possible. With luck, Vincent will not notice them… yet.

Back in the coffin room, Vincent was shaking off his sleepiness when he felt movement next to him. He turned his head as much as he could to look to his right, and what he saw was absolutely breathtaking. There was Tifa Lockhart with the most angelic expression that he had ever seen. He hadn't seen many women sleeping, actually, so it isn't much of a surprise, but that's not the point. He had always known her to be good looking. Anyone would know that; you had to be blind not to notice. It was at that moment though, with her eyelashes fluttering and her mouth slightly parted as she breathed in and out, with her hair all rumpled and tangled in his, that he realised that she was more than just good looking.

In fact, she was…

"Beautiful…"

Oh great, he didn't just say that out loud, did he? He sighed and turned his head away, trying to shake off all thoughts of the lovely woman next to him. It wasn't like him to be so captivated by beauty. Looks alone did not really matter to him.

"…what…is…beautiful..?" He heard a soft voice next to him, followed by a huge yawn and then a sigh. He stiffened. She had heard him. He slowly turned to face the person next to him and suppressed a smile. She looked absolutely adorable as she blinked rapidly and shook her head to shake off the morning sleepiness. Vincent cringed inwardly. Since when did I start saying people were "adorable"? I'm going nuts.

Realising that he had left her question unanswered, he muttered a soft "It was nothing" and attempted to get up from their position. Tifa had long since removed her arm from his waist (and he wouldn't admit it, but he missed the warmth it gave him) and had shifted a little more to her side to let Vincent get up. However, try as he might, he just couldn't get up. It was just too cramp. He frowned slightly in irritation.

"Maybe I should try to get up first…" She suggested as she tried to get out, dangerously rocking the coffin as she leaned towards the right. In a mad attempt to regain balance, she grabbed onto the nearest thing she could reach – Vincent's arm. She felt him go stiff under her touch and released it quickly, and looked up into his face to apologize for that. With his intense red eyes staring into hers, she just couldn't look away. His collar had come a little undone during his sleep and for the first time, Tifa saw Vincent's face as a whole, and she was captivated. He had to be the most beautiful looking creature she had ever seen.

She felt him fidget a little under her gaze and she realised how uncomfortable he was making him feel. She quickly looked away, a light blush forming on her cheeks. "Sorry about that, Vincent," She said softly.

Unfortunately, while trying to get out of the coffin and failing badly, she had, in fact, made them more stuck than before. They could hardly even move due to the lack of space. (The coffin, you do realise, was made for one and not two persons) But, though neither would admit it, it was rather comfortable. Vincent, the ever conservative one, was feeling a little nervous being in such close proximity with a woman. Tifa's entire body was squeezed next to his. Any closer and it would be indecent, not like it wasn't already. He tried not to think about how well her body fitted into his, about how soft her silky strands of her were, or about the lovely scent coming out from them. Nope, Vincent wasn't thinking about that at all.

Tifa, on the other hand, was also feeling embarrassed at how close she was to Vincent at the moment. She could feel his breath on the top of her head and his tense muscles, obviously due to the position they were in. In a last attempt to sit up, she tried to dislodge her arm from the side, but it was all in vain. She let out a long sigh.

"I suppose we're stuck."

Vincent grunted in response. Like that wasn't obvious enough. He thought a little irritably. Their position was making him think of rather unclean things, and it wasn't helping that the person next to him was so beautiful, or had such a… Okay, Valentine, stop thinking about it already. You're starting to sound like Cid.

The tension in the air was rather suffocating, and Tifa tried to lighten the mood a little by making small talk. I mean, what's a girl to do when she's stuck in a position like that? Why, act normal of course. Just as she opened her mouth to say something, a loud 'THUMP!' was heard, coming from another room nearby. Vincent's eyes narrowed. There were intruders, and here he was stuck in a coffin with a woman.

Wonderful.

A/N: Awful, wasn't it? I'm sorry for such a horrible chapter! I hope you don't find it too terrible, anyway, and please review! I'll love to hear your thoughts and comments. I apologise if they aren't in character. Again, please read and review! I will try and update soon.