Chapter Five: Nightmare

Okay…bout time I stuck in a disclaimer. cues big booming voice

Disclaimer: Casseh does not own the Final Fantasy franchise or any of the characters in this fan fiction but the ideas are from her own brain.

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"Ugh…er…nooo…" Yuffie muttered in her sleep, tossing from side to side. Vincent sat up in bed and looked over to where Yuffie lay. She had kicked the majority of the covers off of her and slept with her knees up to her chest, hugging them. The gunman got up and walked over to where she slept. Her breathing pace was a bit rapid and there was a wet spot on her pillow. Are those…tears? Vincent heard the choked sobs coming from her throat.

So...?

So what, Chaos?

So…comfort her, mortal.

Why do you care, demon?

Why don't you?

Vincent, submitting to the will of Chaos and partially to his own, sat down on her bed. "Yuffie…?" Vincent whispered. He ran the cold digits of his claw through her thick black hair. The young girl opened her eyes slowly. "V-Vincent?" She sat up. "What are you doing, Vinnie?" He pulled his hand away from her hair. "You had a nightmare." Vincent's eyes were almost sympathetic…but still cold; his thick black lashes half covered them. Yuffie looked up. I did…didn't I? They're becoming so frequent…I hardly notice anymore. "I'm fine, really." Silence fell between the two. She is hiding something…something she doesn't want to say…because…it might come true…that's what nightmares do to people. Afraid that if they dwell on it…the nightmare might become a reality. Almost as if they never woke up. The nightmare becomes the reality…

"Hey…Vinnie…can I ask you something?"

Vincent snapped out of his morbid thoughts.

"…if you wish."

"How did Cloud get you to come with me to check out the Shin-Ra Mansion…?"

Vincent turned his head away for a moment.

"It's a long story. One I don't wish to repeat."

Yuffie looked down. "That's okay, Vinnie. You do have your reasons."

Vincent nodded slightly in reply. That was…oddly mature of her… "Are you sure you're okay?" He wiped the remaining tears off of the young ninja's face, which had suddenly become quite warm. "Uh, yeah. Hey, Vinnie…" Vincent held up a finger. "…listen." Footsteps…someone running down the street. Vincent looked out the window. The man ran down the street and around the corner…into the Shin-Ra Mansion.

"Leave your bag here…we'll come back for our stuff," he pulled his gun out from under his pillow. "…but I think we'll need our weapons." Vincent loaded is gun and Yuffie pulled out her Conformer. Vincent walked over to the door to leave, but Yuffie was standing at the open window. She had gotten her spunky charm back. "Coming or not, Vinnie?" She somersaulted out the window and prepared to impact the ground, bending her knees. She landed without much sound. "Vince, c'mon!" Vincent had just finished fastening his dry cloak. He took the Death Penalty in hand and jumped out the window, his cape fluttering behind him and deep crimson eyes shining in the moonlight. Gawd…I always did say he looked like a Vampire. Heck, he makes a real hawt vampire though. Argh! Nononono. Bad Yuffie, bad! Blonde hair, blue eyes! Crud…stop blushing, you tard of a Ninja! The 'vampire' landed softly beside Yuffie. Is she…blushing? And why…? Vincent disregarded such a notion and continued walking.

The Shin-Ra Mansion: Basement

"Mr. Talbot, Valentine and Lady Kisaragi are on their way."

"Good, good."

The unnamed man walked towards the door out. Then, he turned around.

"Sir, must we really do this to Miss Kisaragi? I feel as if..."

"Heh, you? You 'feel as if…'? You aren't even alive. You can not feel."

The man hung his head. "Correct, as usual, sir."

"Of course. And even if you were real, you wouldn't be allowed to feel anyway! You would be a Turk under my control."

"Ex-Turk, you mean, sir…the majority of your assassins has been a Turk."

"Of course. Everyone that turns away from Shin-Ra comes to me. Now…get the

'Welcoming party' together."

"Yes, sir." The man saluted. "But…what if things go sour?"

"Keep a lighter and starter fluid on hand."

"Yes, sir." The man put his hand on the doorknob and started to leave.

"Oh, before I forget: I heard that our men that were killed by Valentine and Lady Kisaragi had been followed into the woods prior to their death."

"What of it, sir?"

"I would like to know who they were and if they were properly 'disposed' of.

The man took his hand off of the doorknob and looked up, as if he were seeking for an answer in the air above him.

"They were two men. One thin with red hair and the other larger built, but bald. Before Valentine and the Lady intruded, they phoned on the PHS gave us their general description. They appeared to be Turks."

Mr. Talbot scratched his chin.

"Turks? This could pose a threat. Are they alive?"

The man looked dead ahead.

"Well, sir…their bodies have not been found..."

Author's Note: Hmm…fifth chapter done. I stink at cliffhangers…but I hope it was satisfactory. I think it wasn't that short this time. Guess you'll have to wait until tomorrow to find out things like whom the two Turks are and if they are living. Who the heck are Mr. Talbot and his 'non-existent' peon? Keep reviewing! Booyaka!