Yuffie was discharged from Mideel Hospital two days after she woke; due to the fact that she had stood by her word and had started eating again- had she not, she may have stayed for weeks. She had rapidly returned to a healthy weight, as she seemed to have forgotten about Godo, and was happily accepting food whenever it was offered to her.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon, and Yuffie was preparing to leave hospital with a gleeful atmosphere surrounding her. Smiling, she looked out of the window, watching the Shera descend just outside town; Cid had strangely offered to take her back to Nibelheim, as he seemed to be in a good mood.

Vincent stood behind her, holding her lovingly to him, his gloved hand making lazy patterns round her stomach. "Looking forward to going home?" he said, planting soft kisses down her neck while she tilted her head back, sighing happily.

"Yeah..." she replied, raising a hand behind her to cup Vincent's cheek. "And to think, after all the tears, the arguments, the stupid starvation, things have taken a turn for the better." She spun round so she was facing Vincent, his arms still around her waist. Sliding her own arms round his neck, hands playing with his hair, she whispered, "See how happy we are now, Vince." She lay her head against his chest, feeling the steady thump of his heartbeat. "We're happy... 'cos we have each other now...that's not going to change."

"Well, I hope that will not change," Vincent replied in a husky voice, bringing his arms higher so they wrapped round her shoulders. Tenderly, he kissed her forehead, murmuring softly, "We should go. Cid will only rant at us if we hold him up."

"Just a few more minutes?" Yuffie whined, pulling Vincent closer, twirling his hair round her fingers.

Vincent let a low purr escape his throat as he pushed her gently backwards, so her back was touching the windowsill. "Just a few then," he said, his lips coming down to meet hers as his metal hand rested on her waist, gloved hand tangling in her hair.

Leaning her head back, Yuffie felt Vincent's tongue sweeping across her lips, practically begging for access. Hmmm...he hasn't done this before... A small smile graced her lips as her mouth opened, allowing Vincent to push his tongue further, battling with hers fiercely. This isn't all he wants, Yuffie thought, and it was obvious; his kisses were becoming faster, his breathing more irregular. Leaning into her, his grip on her hair tightened, metal hand sliding up the back of her shirt.

Yelping in surprise, Yuffie pulled away quickly, doubling up in pain when her back smashed against the windowsill. Vincent knelt down, rubbing her back apologetically. "I'm sorry, Yuffie," he said, straightening up.

"No, no, it's okay..." Yuffie stood, cursing. "You just caught me by surprise." She waggled her finger in a metronome-like way, tutting. " You want to tear my clothes off, fine, but not here!"

"Okay, I get you. But we're going, now." Vincent planted one last kiss on her lips, before taking her hand. "Come on," he said simply.

"&%$! You took long enough!" Cid scolded as he watched the pair enter the airship separately; they had decided it would be more appropriate for Cid not to know about their relationship, so they had let go of each other's hands. "Shit! Hurry up in future!" He pulled a cigarette from the box behind his ear, fumbling in his pocket for a lighter.

"Sorry...had some, er, 'business', to take care of, and Cid, do you really think swearing and smoking in front of your little girl is appropriate?" Yuffie asked; for Cid's three year old daughter Terra had started to giggle when her father had used his everyday foul mouth.

"Ah, she's used to it," Cid said nonchalantly, lighting his cigarette and inhaling. Blowing out the smoke, he added, "But that don't make me a bad parent! Believe it or not, I tend to restrict my language to when Terra's out of the room!" He noted the astonished looks on Yuffie and Vincent's faces. "I know, I know..." he waved his hand impatiently. "Cid Highwind isn't shooting off his loud &%$ing- sorry- mouth for once!"

"Daddy!" Terra jumped up and down frantically. "Daddy, please fly!"

"Keep your hair on Terra, I'm' a goin'!" Pulling a lever with a grunt, and spinning the wheel, the Shera took flight into the sky.

"Oh man..."Yuffie groaned. She hated flying, as it still made her airsick. She clutched her stomach, her face turning a sickly green as she bent her head. Vincent put a hand on her shoulder to steady her, luckily Cid was busy operating the airship and did not notice. However, Terra came bumbling over to them. She was quite a pretty little girl, with light brown hair cut into a chin-length bob, and she had crystalline brown eyes that frowned in concern at Yuffie. "Is she very well?" she said to Vincent.

"She dislikes flying to some extent...it usually makes her sick."

"I get sick too, It's horrible. But I don't anymore, Daddy gave me a tablet before we got on." She pulled a small box out of her skirt pocket, which she handed to Vincent. "Give her one, she will be better very very soon!" Terra went back to Cid and began chatting amiably with him.

Vincent knelt in front of Yuffie, who was still holding her stomach. "Don't do that, Vince, I might chuck up on you or something," she groaned.

Vincent looked in the box Terra had given him, and dislodged a small, pale blue tablet from its packet. "Here," he said, holding it out to her. "Provided you can swallow tablets..."

"Oh no, I can..."she gasped, taking it from him and putting it in her mouth, swallowing.

"Lucky you, I never have been able to," Vincent remarked, straightening up and taking his original place beside her. "Terra said that will make you better quite quickly. I suppose you were concentrating so much on holding your food down that you didn't hear her."

"Hmmm." Yuffie agreed, leaning against Vincent with a quick look at Cid first; however, he had put Terra on his hip, for she was quite a small child, and was showing her how to operate some of the controls. Yuffie rested her head on Vincent's shoulder, snuggling up to him, slipping an arm round his waist. "You know, I think it's starting to work already," she said in amazement. "I don't feel so sick or dizzy...I'll have to remember where I can get those tablets..."

Vincent chuckled dryly, kissing the top of her head. He looked out of the enormous windows at the front of the Shera, seeing Junon whizz past. "We will be at Nibelheim in about fifteen minutes," he said. "Nearly home..."

"Ooooh, are you getting ideas, then, Vince?" Yuffie smirked up at him.

"Yes, I am..." he replied, running a finger down her cheek. "However, due to the fact that we have only been together two days, those ideas are not going to be used just yet."

"Damn."

"Well, that can always change," Vincent purred, kissing her neck and ear, nibbling on her lobe, gloved hand sliding up and down her side.

"Vince, we're not alone you know!" Yuffie pulled away, giggling.

"I know. I can wait until we get back, I just want to...'get you in the mood,' if you know what I mean." Vincent continued kissing her neck. Yuffie giggled, not used to this seductive side of Vincent.

"You guys okay back there?" Cid called. "Yuffie not retching everywhere?"

"I'm fine, Cid." Yuffie had to fight to keep her voice normal, as Vincent's hand were roaming all over her, his kisses trailing down to her collarbone. His plan to arouse her was working. "Oh man, don't Vince," she moaned, grabbing his hair.

"As you wish." Vincent stopped kissing her and removed his hand from her side, thrusting it into his pocket along with his metal hand.

Terra leapt down from her father's hip and went back to Yuffie. "Is she better?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Yuffie smiled. "Thanks for the tablet."

"It's okay. I am glad you are better." She turned her head so she could see out of the windows. "Oh wow, what was that big spike in the sand?" she gasped. Vincent swept his gaze to where Terra was looking-he knew what she meant. "That-" he said, "is the Gold Saucer. It is quite big, I guess."

"It's so tall! What's it for?"

"It's so cool!" Yuffie piped up. "Like, you can play games, chocobo race, they've got this creepy hotel, and they got this rollercoaster and you go on it and shoot stuff."

"Well hey, I got Cloud's Gold Ticket on loan, maybe I'll take you sometime, Terra," Cid said from the steering wheel, lighting another cigarette, stubbing the previous one in an ashtray beside him.

"You will? That's so cool!" Terra scrutinised her father, frowning. "Daddy, smoking is bad, Mummy said so!"

"Yeah, yeah, Mummy thinks everything is f-ing bad." Cid dropped his lighter back in his pocket. "Be at Nibelheim in five minutes, yeah?"

"Home sweet home..."Yuffie sighed, leaning against Vincent again; Terra having gone to stare avidly out of the window. Vincent did not say anything; rather, he just closed his red eyes, thinking. I feel so lucky, he thought. I never thought I would win her over, yet I have...she is mine, I am hers...and I love her so much...

"Hey! Stop dreamin'! We're here!" Cid's ringing voice brought Vincent to his senses. "Come on, unless you want to take up permanent residence on the &%$ing airship!"

"Keep your hair on..." Vincent muttered, exiting the airship to the cool Nibelheim air. He turned to Cid. "Thank you Cid. You have helped me a lot recently."

"Ah, don't sweat it," Cid replied, waving his hand. "It was nothin'. A friend is a friend, after all." He turned to get back on board. "See ya round, Vince!" he said, Terra waving from beside him.

"Goodbye."

"Bye!" Yuffie said, waving to both of them. She turned to Vincent. "Come on, let's get inside, I'm chilly."

Vincent smirked, knowing what she was thinking. He followed her up the path to the Manor, opening the door for her as it was still a little heavy for her to open by herself.

Yuffie sped into the main hall, whooping with delight. "Home!" she cried joyfully, dancing around.

Vincent shut the door behind him, his eyes following the movement of her hips, a hungry feeling rising in him. Biting his lip, he forced himself to remain where he was; yet he was so tempted to just tear her clothes off and take her there and then...

Yuffie sauntered up to him, placing her hands on his waist. "What's the matter, Vince?" she said huskily, lowering one of her hands to brush against his manhood through his clothing. Suddenly, Vincent couldn't take it- he pulled Yuffie roughly to him, his tongue dancing inside her mouth, his hands tugging at her clothes.

Shaking her head, Yuffie pulled away, smirking. "Not here," she whispered. Nibbling on his earlobe, she said, "Your room or mine?"

Oh my god, she really wants to... Without speaking, Vincent swept Yuffie off her feet and into his arms, proceeding to carry her up the stairs to his room. Kicking the door open, he entered, still holding Yuffie, elbowing the door closed behind him. He lay Yuffie on the bed, hovering over her, nipping at her neck. "You have no idea how much I want you right now..." he growled, hands wandering over her chest, pulling at her shirt desperately.

Giggling like a child, Yuffie grabbed Vincent's shoulders and sat him up, straddling his hips. "I know how much you want me, believe me I know..." Her lips met his in a fiery kiss as Vincent tugged her shirt from her, throwing it aside along with his own, pushing Yuffie back onto the bed. He broke the kiss, gazing down at Yuffie hungrily, a hand coming up to caress her face. "My princess..." he breathed, his deep crimson eyes locking onto Yuffie's bright grey ones as he pulled her closer, channelling all his love for her into their most passionate kiss yet...

One hour was enough. Exhausted, Yuffie moved her head to rest on Vincent's chest. "Damn, I'm tired..."

"I suppose that's a good thing," Vincent chuckled, playing with her sweat-soaked hair with the hand round her shoulders. The other arm he placed on her waist, pulling her close to kiss her. "Yuffie..." Vincent hesitated as he pulled away.

"What?"

"I...I love you."

Yuffie smiled widely. Snuggling a little closer to him, she murmured, "I love you too..." She pulled the sheet from below her, covering herself and Vincent before closing her eyes.

Vincent kissed her forehead tenderly as she drifted off to sleep, her head still on his chest. Stroking her hair, Vincent felt his own eyes sliding closed.

And for the rest of the day, and all night, Yuffie Kisaragi and Vincent Valentine slept soundly in each other's arms...