Well guys I know I don't own FFVII
Another little thing, I don't speak a a very good english (I speak Spanish), so don't be rude if I have a spelling mistake, I had to write this colection because in the spanish section from Vincent and Yuffie there are just 5 or 6 fics (2 mine) and I have been reading many of the fics in the english section (I have to admit that the 90 of what I read is in english) and this is like a contrubution.
Their memory's
What is my problem, you may ask, well, I have many, many problems, but the greatest one is tall, and with red eyes.
The problem began 3 weeks after we opened his coffin, monday to be exact, that day he asked about my house and family, a thing that none one else had donne. And I did answer, but not all the truth, with my plans it would had been too stupid, and you don't go in life yelling that you are a princess.
And after I took their materia, none one spoke to me, I didn't eaven wanted to be with them, I felt guilty, and my only reason to travel with them was to kill Sepiroth, and each day I spended in my bed room in the Highwind with motion sikness and nothing to distract me I remembered the day that Sepiroth killed my mother, over and over again, I ended up as quiet as Vincent, and motion sikness disapeared, leaveing all my time to the memory, telling the truth I rather prefered to have motion sikness, and everyone in the ship began to worry about me, even Cid, who was te one that got more angry with me, was concerned, my hyper ways were reduced to the answer:-because. This answer was my favorite in 5 days, when I answered that I didn't wanted to eat and they asked why, nor talk with Tifa or Aerith.
The first to try to know what was wrong with me was Barret, he didn't got answers, the next Cid, the same, then Cloud and Aerith, then Tifa, and the last Red, Vinne I tought wouldn't try, but like in most of the situations I was wrong, he was the last one, and he asked in his own Vinne-way. He just sat a complete day in my bed room, and I couldn´t get him out (try to pull someone taller and heavier than you) I thought that he was going to go in the night, but he didn't, and he didn't talked all the dmn day. Then I exploded and I yelled at him 'till I couldn't talk, I didn't realized what I was saying until I finished, I had mentioned my mother and the way she died, I hadn't talked about her since the day she died, 7 years ago...
I had no doubt that the rest of AVALANCHE was behind my door, and I think that Vince thought the same, he went out of my room, and after 3 shots of death penalty, many screams (who'll say Barret screams like a little girl), and...intresting words from Cid he returned.
He spoke with a soft voice:-we didn'd knew. –It dosen't matter, does it?-I answered. –It does, I know how hard is to lose somebody-he told me. –I know, Lucretia, it was her name, wasn't it?-he looked a little bit surprised. –So you were the one lisening-he sayed. –It wasn't my fault, it was Cid's, he loked me there, in the closet, so I couldn't do a thing when you began to talk. –I see-he answered. I remembered that conversation between Cloud an him perfectly, she, Lucretia was all I wasn't, pretty, perfect, elegant, clasic, she never touched a weapon and she had soft maners, meybe sadness was present in my face again because Vincent's face become a little more human, more than ever, and he hugged me, not a big hugg and it didn't lasted much... It was just for a few moments, but it was great, and since that day, Cloud put ous together in the grups, and he and I have become good friends, I got back my hyper and my smile only disapears with two thing:-my mother meorys and Lucretia´s.