Aug, sorry guys. To me my stories have been going by quite fast and I would like to slow them down to about 50 MPH. What do you think about that?

You were standing in front of Seventh Heaven. You had to make yourself look different so you bought a wig (aka, stole) and other things. So, basically, you looked different.

The wig was black and was spiked at the tips, the side bangs were pinned back with a clip. The makeup was heavy eyeliner.

You heaved yourself up the steps in the sandals you bought. The rest of your clothes looked kind of normal. The basic tan shirt with a white thermal jacket and some light blue jeans. You opened the door and strolled in the bar. A couple of different people were here and there, but mostly it was AVALANCE. You sat yourself down in a corner, closest to the bar.

"What would you like, hun?" Asked the woman with brown hair and big boobs. Tifa.

"Wine?" You ask yourself. Why was that the first thing that came to your head?

"Got it." Tifa turns around and walks behind the counter. You were about to say you were kidding until a man slid into a chair in front of you.

You opened your mouth.

Closed it.

Open.

Close.

Open, "Chi..pla..vi."

He gives you a funny look.

"Yeah, that came out wrong. Actually, I don't know what the hell that was." You mutter. Tifa came over with your drink and places on the table. She nods to the man. He nods back. Of course, as you all probably guessed, this was the man that haunted your dreams. The man you fell in love with and the man that you wanted to forget. Vincent Valentine.

"I don't suppose you sit in front of random girls do you?" You coughed, staring at the red liquid in the glass. He sent you a glare that sent shivers go down your spine.

You had changed a lot since Sephiroth took over and you escaped from ShinRa. It had been a couple of months. You were apparently, the killing machine. Or whatever they wanted to call you. They, being the people. So now you had to prance around in the wig and random clothes, or else people would recognize you, want to kill you, and then you would have to kill them.

Even though ShinRa made it so you loved killing, after the first hundred innocent people, you began to dislike it. And, the killing made Vincent dislike you. So…that's how it turned out. Everyone disliking you. Whoop-de-do.

"Um…yeah. Glaring at me won't kill me." You whisper so only he could hear. He leaned across the table to close the space between the two of you. Your heartbeat started to race. NO! He does not like you anymore. God damnit. I should kill Hojo for leaving me with human instincts. You thought frantically. His sent was overpowering. It made you dizzy. But in a good way.

As you guessed, more ShinRa experiments, enhanced senses.

"I don't want to kill you." Vincent said. No one heard. He was also whispering.

"Then why are you here?" Oh god, his voice. It sounded better than before. What is wrong with you?!

Vincent didn't answer. He only leaned away again. You started to lean forward after him but caught yourself and leaned back. Your eyes drifted towards the glass of wine once again.

"Vincent?" You asked, not whispering anymore.

"Better yet, why are you here?" He snapped suddenly. It caught you off guard.

"I am here…" You trail off. Sephiroth would be angry if you told. "Because I wanted to observe the life of a drunkard."

You were still staring at your glass, but grinning. What a stupid excuse.

"What about you, Vincent?"

"Same reason you are here." He says. That was frustrating. Stealing your lines.

"Psh, I bet." You mumble and finally lift the glass of wine to take a small sip. You look past Vincent to see Barret and Cid laughing at each other.

"You pretty fly fo' a white guy!!" Barret bellows. He said that right when you took a bigger sip of your wine and that made you spit it all out, laughing your head off. And with your beautiful luck tonight, half of the wine landed on Vincent, the other half on the table.

Vincent knocked the table over when it clicked in his head that he had spit-wine all over him. That made you laugh harder. Although the table getting knocked over brought everyone's attention to both of you.

Vincent glared at you. This glare was deadly and you stopped laughing immediately.

From behind the kitchen a door burst open and Cloud rushing out. Some of the AVALANCE members realized why he had done that, but of course you didn't. He was looking around frantically. Tifa was trying to calm him down as the attention was drawn to him.

"He really did snap."

"Oh wow. All because of that girl?"

"The one that has been killing everyone? I guess so."

The couple next to you and Vincent were whispering about Cloud.

"No! I know I heard her laugh! I am not making this up!" Cloud started to say loudly. He was not shouting, but he was talking loudly.

Oh. He had heard you laugh. Yeah, it was kind of hard to make a laugh sound different.

You watched Cloud struggle.

"Apparently when he had thought he couldn't save her, he cracked."

"Seriously? Did he like her? No way."

"Naw, I think he just figured out he couldn't save anyone anymore." The person chuckled. That chuckle made your blood boil. Anger was rising. Your eyes flashed from royal blue to a deep golden.

In a flash you were out of your seat and had the person that was laughing by the throat. You yanked your wig off and people gasped. You tightened your grip on his throat. He was struggling.

"Don't you ever make fun of him again. Actually, anyone that I know. Or you will never have kids. Again. Or go to the bathroom. Ever." You promised. It was not a threat. You would hunt him down if he talked about someone you knew like that again. He nodded and you let him go. The man inhaled deeply and tried to crawl away.

You turned to Cloud and smiled.

"It's me."

…tell me if the last part was over 50 MPH. Please. I don't want it to be. I just thought that would be fun if I added that. I don't know why. It just POPPED in my head.