Disclaimer: I hate these things... well, dare I say it, I don't own FF7. (tear)

Note: (thinks) hmm... I could add in another chapter or two.. maybe three... who knows? (I don't) other ff7 characters just thrown in here. Read and reveiw!

Chapter 3:

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Cloud opened his eyes and saw Tifa laying beside him in his bed. He stared at the red splotches on her right wrist, and sighed.

'Poor Tifa... I feel so bad for her.' he thought. Sitting up, his blue eyes trailed over to the clock on the side of his bed.

11:46 was what it read. It was dark outside, so he assumed that it was nighttime. He had stayed with her the whole night, comforting her and wiping away her tears.

A feeling rushed over Cloud just then, and it made him want to hold Tifa and tell her everything was okay again, but he couldn't. He had Aeris.

Vincent was a lucky duck. He was incredibly attractive (not that Cloud ever considered this, just heard of it) and he had Tifa. But not anymore.

He didn't want to be a player, no one did, but the blonde couldn't just sit back and ignore Tifa's feelings, or, whatever was left of them.

Tifa sighed in her sleep and opened her eyes into slits a few seconds later. "Cloud?"

He snapped his neck her way to look at her, "Hm?" laying back down to see her face.

Tifa smiled and let out a soft giggle, "You snore pretty loud." Cloud chuckled and put his arm around her.

"I'm sorry Tifa." he sighed, gazing into her sad eyes. "What? For snoring?." she murmured to him.

He only shook his head, "Not that. About... that thing with Aeris and me and completely ignoring you."

Tifa lifted her head and scrunched her forehead, "I told you I didn't care if you liked her or not."

She winced as Cloud leaned in and kissed her cheek, "I know, but I just got to thinking and I don't think it was really fair."

Tifa rested her head back down on the pillow as her companion held her back to sleep.

But were in Gods name was Vincent?

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He was on top of the hotel mopeing. The hotel ball was tomorrow, and he had to go and pull a stunt like that. What the hell was his problem?

Jealousy. He was jealous that another man came between him and Tifa, but now she porbably won't even want to hear his name.

"Well, well, well, look what the cat dragged in!" a voice came from behind him.

Vincent quickly pulled out his gun and stood up, turning and aiming at the shadow who had spoken.

The other vampire held up his hands, "Easy Vin! Geeze, it's like you don't remember me." he blinked his sparkling eyes and walked from out of the shadows.

Vincent blinked and lowered his weapon back to it's holder, "Reno, what do you want?" he sighed lowly.

"Just wanted to say hi..." he smirked, shoving his hands in his pickets and walking up to stand beside him.

"Where's Rude?" the impatient man asked. The red head's smirk became a chuckle, "Too busy being Lord Sephiroth's lapdog. Why?"

Vincent shrugged, "Just wondering." and sat back down.Reno sat beside him with an arched knee, "Well, words out that there's this girl who's the pick of the litter..."

"Tifa Lockheart?" Vincent asked, noticing Reno's surprised expression, "You know her?"

Images of her bloody wrist and face full of tears found their way into his brain. He closed his eyes and nodded, "...Yeah."

Vincent crossed his arms as a long silence crept in. He knew what Reno was about to ask but he only listened.

"Is she hott?" he whispered, raising an eyebrow. The dark haired man laughed, which shocked Reno as well.

"Whoa.." he suttered. Vincent looked at him with crimson orbs that glowed in the moonlight, "What?"

Reno shook his head, "I just havn't heard you laugh-- ever." Vincent stared at his boots with a sigh, "Just somthing I had to get reaquainted with."

"She must work wonders." Reno dreamed, resting his chin in his palm as he stared at his gloomy friend.

Another silence. It was getting a bit akward so he sighed through his nose once more, "Yeah she's pretty hott..."

The redhead smiled and laughed. "Ha, I knew it! You buddies or somthin'?" he watched Vincent shake his head solumnly.

"I don't know anymore." he muttered. Reno sighed and stood up, patting Vincent on the back.

"Just keep in mind, Vince," he started, placing his hands back into his pockets, "If you don't claim her soon, Sephiroth will."

His eyes grew wide at his comrad's words. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to play fetch with Rude." and he disappeared into the darkness.

Glancing over his shoulder, the gunman stood up and grumbled,"Fetch?" Then he senced a presence below him.

She ran out of the building, holding her arm with her hand and looking around frantically. She soon ran to her right as a tall bald man followed her.

'Tifa!' Vincent's mind screamed. He leapt down and quickly followed the two, trying to be as unnoticed as possible.

Tifa yelped as she tripped over her feet, falling to the ground with a thud. First thing she knew she was returning ot her room, next thing she knew, she's running from a vampire who tried to shoot her arm off!

Tifa quickly scrambled up and ran into the woods. "You can't run forever!" the man said, pointing his gun again and shooting.

He hit the tree as Tifa ran behind it, hiding with a squeak from the loud sound of the gun. "He almost shot me!" she scoffed. "The fucker tried to SHOOT me!"

She bent down and moved as fast as she could to another half of another tree. Once the man was in veiw, she leapt out and connected her boot to his jaw.

He stumbled back a few feet, rubbing his chin and giving Tifa enough time to get away.

Running as fast as her legs could carry her, Tifa was picking up mud and grass and it was sticking to her legs but she didn't care.

Then, while hopping through a couple of bushes, somthing cought her in mid air around her waist.

"Whoa tiger! Slow down! What's your rush?" a redhead asked, smiling at her. Tifa tried to catch her breath before saying, "Someone is trying to kill me!"

Reno smirked and patted her shoulder, "Not while I'm here he won't." and took out a blade.The bald man came from the bushes and sighed happily, "Good, Reno, you finally got her?"

Tifa's eyes widened as she looked at the one called Reno, who had turned to look at her with an 'Oh crap' look.

Tifa spun on her heel and ran off once again into another set of trees. Reno turned and smacked his forhead, "Rude, you fucking dork! I almost had her!" he looked at what Rude was holding. "And your not supposed to KILL her!"

Rude held up his gun and said, "Its a tranquilizer." Reno blinked and let out a nervous laugh, "Heh heh... oh."

The two men went the direction of Tifa. "Here, kitty! Kitty!" Reno called, hearing a rustle. He looked in Tifa's direction, who was hidden in the trees, and threw his sword at the branch she was standing on, slicing it in half.

"Ahh!" Tifa screamed, reaching up to grab another branch, but there was nothing to catch her.

Tifa fell to the earth on her knees, falling over to her side and rolling up into a sitting position with her back agenst the tree.

Reno went to retreive his blade while Rude towered over Tifa, aiming his gun at her heart, "Nighty-night, beautiful!" and put his finger on the trigger.

Tifa brought her legs to her chest and put her hands over her head while shutting her eyes, "Somebody please-- HELP ME!"

Rude pulled back on the trigger, but it flew out of his hand with a loud PING! and cuased him to jump back, "What the-!"

A shadow appeared with glowing red eyes, "Release her, and I shall spare you both."

Reno's eyes grew wide as he fell to the dirt, "Vin--VINCENT!" he stood up and sighed, "Jesus Christ, man! You scared the hell-"

"I said," Vincent held up his gun, "Let her go." Rude and Reno backed off. "Screw this!" Rude said, and disappeared in the shadows.

"Vincent, we were only doing this because Seph-" his ear twitched when Vincent cleared his throat. Reno slowly backed away following Rude into the darkness.

Tifa lifted her head to see Vincent before her, his gun still in his tight fist. He didn't look at her, he didn't need to; and he was sure that she didn't want him to, either.

She jumped up and shook the leaves from her hair slowly, then looked at her rescuer. "Comon, I'll take you back." he bluntly stated.

He began walking but stopped soon after he felt Tifa hold him back with his hand, "Not yet..." she whispered.

He turned around and cocked an eyebrow. "I want.. to sit with you for a bit."she added. Vincent sighed, 'Oh great.. sitting, what a fun way to build a relationship with Tifa.'

They found a nearby log and sat down on it. Tifa hadn't let his hand go, but he didn't want her to.

Tifa blinked and rested her head on his shoulder, feeling him wince beneath her. "Why are you afraid of me?" she asked, closing her eyes.

Vincent questioned her asking him such a silly question. "I'm not." Tifa sat up and nudged his elbow with her own, "Liar."

"You hate me anyways, so there is no point in this conversation." he stood, ready to walk away.

Tifa made a face and pulled him back down, "Sit." she commanded. Vincent sighed heavily at her.

"So you think just by scooping you up into my arms and telling you everything is okay will automatically make things better?" he asked, irritated with her persistance.

"Well," she sighed, twiddleing her fingers,"If you want it to be..." the thought of him holding her again made her cheekbones deepen in a red tint.

"Well, that's not how the world works Tifa." and he stood again.

And was pulled back down. "Well, excuuuuse me Mr. Negitive!" she barked, "But I don't really care if you nearly killed me or not!"

She saw him look away, "Don't talk about that." he stated in a deep tone. Tifa puffed out her cheeks, "OOHHH!" she growled, standing up and putting her hands on her hips.

"Well, at least one of us isn't willing to give up something they find precious to them!" she spat, and stomped off, leaving Vincent sitting there glaring after her.

His glare didn't last long, for when she disappeared through the tree, and sighed sadly and hung his head, staring at his golden boots, "Something precious..."

Tifa blinked, clutching the place where her heart was and lowering her gaze to the floor as he repeated what she had said, then quickly walked back to the hotel.

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Vincent buried his face into the pillows and sighed, wanting to go to her and make love with her for eternity, but now she was ppissed off about somthing else.

At least it wasn't as bad. He knew she would probably forgive him by tomorrow, since Tifa wasn't one to hold a grudge.

Still, he wanted to at least just lay with her. His thoughts were smeared by the phone ringing. Knowing perfectly well that Cloud wouldn't wake up to it, he answered.

"Vincent?" Tifa asked through the reciever. "What?" he asked. "Can you.. sleep with me tonight?"

He blinked in dismay but couldn't pass up this chance, "Fine." he sighed, trying to sound as cool as possible.

"Okay!" she almost sang in his ear, "Wear your PJ's, ok?" and she hung up.

Wait.. what was she trying to say? Pajamas? Vincent shrugged and did what he had promised to do, and headed down to Tifa's room.

He decided to put on long black pajama pants with a matching black shirt and black socks before he left, then took out his bandana. As silly as it was to do somthing for Tifa, he did it anyway.

Like a cat Vincent crept down the hall to Tifa's room, where he knocked lightly on the door with his knuckles. She opened the door eagerly and beamed at him.

Tifa compared her laid-back white beater and black shorts to his choice in clothing, but only sighed. The room was lit by the blue screen of the T.V., which had been set on the floor in front of a tent-like fort made of the bedspread and couch.

Tifa dragged him in the room and locked the door behind him. "Well?" she asked, but he only glanced at her over his hsoulder before returning his eyes to the treats and movies strewn about the floor.

With ease, Tifa stepped over all of the stuff on the floor and sat on the pile of pillows in the fort, patting the spot beside her.

"You didn't bring a blanket..." she noticed as he sat down, looking through the movies. "Guess we'll have to share then." he teased, smirking to himself as he came upon a scary video.

Tifa blushed, then made a face, "Don't tease me!" she commanded. Then he looked at her with the same smirk, "Why not?"

She quickly shook her head and took the video from him, putting it in the DVD player before she could see what it was. Tossing it aside, she grabbed a snickers and bit into it.

"Your gonna get fat, Tifa." Vincent sighed as the opening credits started up. Tifa glared at him and threw a piece of popcorn at him, "I am not!" and looked at the screen.

Tifa's eyes widened, ralising what she had just put in. It started with blood and guts all over the place, and she scooted over to Vincent, holding onto the arm with his claw tightly.

He looked at her and cocked an eyebrow. "I hate this movie..." she growled more to the television than to him. "You're the one who put it in." he replied.

"Well, your-" the girl on the movie let out a scream, and it was as if Tifa was the same girl because she let one out as well, holding tighter to him.

Vincent tried not to laugh but froze when she shivered in fear. He let out a sigh, "This isn't why I came here, is it?" he asked half-heartedly. Her maroon eyes sent a look of confusion at him, then she shook her head.

"No, it's not." she murmured. "I wanted to sit with you, remember?" Vincent nodded and blinked, feeling her wince as a person was torn in half, "What exactly do you want to talk to me about?"

Her head rested on his shoulder and her hair tickled his arm before she began, "You're a vampire, right?" his mucles tenced at her question, but had to answer, though as ashaming as it was.

"Yes, Tifa, I am." he uneasily said, but sounded calm saying it since he wasn't looking directly at her. "I see..." she bluntly stated with a shaky voice.

The man sighed heavily, placing his thumb and fore-finger on the bridge of his nose. "Tifa, don't-" he felt her head move and looked in her direction. Tifa was misty-eyed while she removed herself from his arm.

"Why couldn't you just tell me, Vincent?" she asked, seeming hurt once again. "I can't trust anyone..." he muttered, looking away from her, but she brought his face back by placing her hand on his cheek and rotating his head twards her.

"But you can trust me." he opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out as she put her finger on his lips, "Don't distance yourself from me, just--" her eyelids slowly closed and brought her face to his whispering, "... Stop talking."

Tifa removed her finger and lowered her hand to his chest, french kissing him passionatly. Vincent closed his eyes and continued the kiss, feeling his wild hair fall over his shoulders as he put his hand on her thigh.

For a moment, he just wanted to take things slow with her, to just keep their lips sealed for as long as they possibly could. She began to draw away, but he kept her close by tracing his claw over her back and pulling her back in.

Tifa shivered and dug her nails into his shirt as she heard more sound effects from the movie, using her other hand to support her. It was a heavenly feeling to be in his strong arms, and she tried to pull away again so that he would pull her back in tighter.

But, sadly, he didn't. He slowly released her and blinked, staring at her moist pink lips. Tifa sat back and hung her head slightly before opening her eyes, her mouth still tingling from his hot tongue.

Vincent turned back to the television quickly and exhaled the breath he was holding. He felt her arms wrap around his waist and he brought his arm over her shoulders, resting his head on hers as they continued to watch the movie.

But they were so busy making-out that the movie was almost over and opening the ending credits. Tifa giggled and dug her face into his chest, "Okay, now I'm tired..." she yawned.

They settled into the fort and under the covers after turning off the T.V. and placed their bodies as close as they could to another. Tifa felt Vincent's lips brush hers again.

Smiling, the girl snuggled under his chin, "Vin, stop it. I'm tired." he sighed sharply like a chuckle and held her tighter, "I'm never too tired to love somthing precious."

Tifa brightly blushed until his raven hair fell over her face, making her calm once again, and they quickly drifted off to sleep.

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Tifa's eyes lazily opened and came upon Vincent, who was sitting in the window and staring at the sun, resting his elbow on his bent knee. He had taken off his shirt and a light breeze combed through his hair ever now-and-then.

"You awake?" he asked, not bothering to move. She stood up and walked over to him, sitting across from the figure and staring at his torso. 'His pants are really low around his hips..' she thought, blushing. 'Wait, what? Gods, Tifa, are you some kind of desperate pervert now?'

Vincent moved his crimson eyes twards her and examined her as she looked away. "How can you stand the sun if your a vamp-" she started, but he interrupted her.

"It was a glytch in the system when Hojo did this to me." he said, staring back twards the sun. Tifa turned to look at him again and stared at his eyes, which seemed bright red like when he was mad, then they turned to her.

"What?" he questioned, annoyed with her staring. Her head swayed back and fourth and she scooted closer until she was close enough to run her fingers through his soft black hair.

It made her shiver, so she withdrew back her hand but he quickly grabbed it and pulled her to him, lowering his head to kiss her, which he had been doing a lot lately, but he just couldn't resist her taste.

He hungered for her.

Drawing back as he recalled when he first drank her blood through her wrist, and she blinked at him. Vincent licked his lips and looked at her, "Couldn't help myself." he quickly said.

Tifa giggled and stood up, walking into the bathroom and washed her face while Vincent went back to facing the sun, eyes closed and thinking.

She looked up at the mirror, her reflection staring back at her, then she noticed Vincent putting his shirt back on. "Are you going to that ball tonight?" she asked.

"Only if you're going to." he replied, finishing the last button. Tifa turned and leaned on the counter, "Of course I am!" Vincent smirked at her, "Well, okay then." and headed for the door.

"Cloud is probably looking for us to help with that vampire thing, even though he claims to having it almost solved." He called back before shutting the door.

"Well, bye to you too." Tifa scoffed before turning back to admire herself in the mirror. "Tifa Valentine..." she said dreamily and wondered what Vincent was going to do today.

Vincent had already gotten dressed and was finishing his collar when Cloud walked in. "Where were you?" he asked, cocking an eyebrow. "I did some searching." Vincent said, brushing past Cloud's shoulder.

Vincent reached for the knob of the door before Cloud spoke, "You better stay away from her, Vin." his dark-haired friend laughed, "She isn't yours to claim, Cloud. In fact, you don't even love her."

He quickly exited the room, leaving Cloud dumbfounded and feeling like he had gotten slapped.

Tifa walked out of her room and decided to go for a walk. She tried avoiding everyone and sped-walked to the front of the hotel. She walked around back and saw a beautiful garden, with fountains and everything.

She chose the path with the least people on it and walked around, looking at the colorful scenery before sitting on a stone fountain. She put her elbows on her knees and rested her chin in her palms.

"God, I wish I had somthing to do..." she sighed, wishing that it was 8:00. She wasn't one to mope, but that's just what she felt like doing right now.

There was a loud intro melody before the owner of the hotel spoke, "Excuse the interruption, but the hotel ball room is being shut down, due to a fallen chadalier. The Hotel Anniversary will now take place in the Mayors' Building at 7:30 tonight. Don't be late!"

Tifa looked up at the hotel and frowned, "You better have a limo for me." she growled, then returned to her room.

She bumped into Cloud on the way there, and he was looking a bit depressed. "Cloud, you okay?" Tifa asked. "No, I'm fine." he assured, "Just at a dead end in the investigation."

Investigation? Gods, he sounded like he was a detective. "Well, okay then..." Tifa slowly spoke, walking the rest of the way to her room.

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Tifa sighed and pulled her black, short spaghetti strap dress with slits going up the thigh over her head without tripping in her heels. Once she finally got it down, she noticed that it was a bit revealing, but she didn't care.

She had put on black pantyhose and threw her hair down and combed through it. She thought she would be the best-looking girl there.

Until there was a knock at the door.

"Tifa? Tifa! Oh gods, I hope this is the one." a muffled voice said. "Yuffie, you've said that about the other twenty-five doors!" another one replied annoyed.

Tifa opened the door and saw Yuffie standing in a pastel yellow dress with ruffles and glitter that went to her knees and matching heels. And then there was Aeris. She wore a long powder-pink gown and the sleeves fell over her shoulders. She wore white heels and long white gloves that went to her elbow and her hair was in the usual braid.

She looked like the prettiest girl here.

The trio walked downstairs, halfway down Yuffie broke the silence, "So..." she started in a teasing voice, "I heard you're going with Vinny. That must make you the luckiest girl here!"

Tifa blushed and elbowed her friend in the arm as they heard a whistle from the bottom floor. "Wow. You gals sure look pretty hott tonight!" Cid decalired, playfully winking at them.

A fit of giggles broke out and Tifa paused when she saw Vincent. He was wearing a tux and had his arms crossed staring at the floor like always. Cloud held out his arm to Aeris and she gladly took it, heading out to the limo with Barret and Cid who were all also wearing black tuxedos.

"He looks pretty good tonight, Tifa." Yuffie whispered, yanking her down the rest of the stairs to get the move on. "Yuffie, shut up!" she hissed before reaching her escort.

"You look lovely, Tifa." Vincent said, smirking at her. She blushed harder and looked away, "Tha-Thank you." and took his right arm since Yuffie was hanging on his other one. It must be that claw she's so amazed with.

They all fit perfectly in the stretch limo, staring at eachother in silence until Barret and Cid broke out the sparkling cider. "I wanna meet that Lord Sephiroth cutie!" Yuffie said, chugging down her fourth glass.

"Whoa, slow down there, Missy." Barret warned. Cloud and Aeris were holding their own conversation about eachother's trips and all that was left was Tifa and Vincent, who hadn't said anything to another at all.

"Hey, Vin!" Cid smiled, holing up the bottle and shaking it, "Only enough for two glasses!" Vincent sighed and nodded his head. He took them in his hand and looked at Tifa, who was holding her head and staring out the window.

Vincent smirked and elbowed her, causing her to look at him. "oh.." she gushed, looking at what he was holding. She gladly took it and went back to spacing out the window.

"Time for a cigarette!" Cid sang, pulling out a box of matches. "Cid! Not in the car!" Yuffie exclaimed, "Cut it out, Cid!" Aeris commanded. "Bite me!" Cid spat, putting the stick in his mouth.

They all heard a click and looked at Vincent, who was aiming his gun at Cid, "Put it out, Cid." he stated.

Everyone gasped, "VINCENT!"

(Now how did THAT get in there? heh heh heh...)

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The group walked into an amazing dome full with food, a bar, and people dancing to the orchestra in the back. Cid and Barret automatically went to the bar, Aeris pulled Cloud out onto the dance floor, and Vincent wan Tifa were looking around, a few feet away from eachother.

Yuffie came inbetween them and draped her arms over their shoulders, "You two need to dance! Comon! This is where all the action is!" and she smiled widely.

"Yuffie I don't--" Vincent stopped mid-sentence when he saw a familiar face: Lucrecia. And she was being escorted by... SEPHIROTH? Yuffie gasped and oogled over Sephiroth, running over to introduce herself.

Tifa saw Vincent's expression and looked away, preparing to join Cid and Barret until someone gently grabbed her hand. "I believe we have met before?" the person asked. Tifa turned around and saw Sephiroth smiling at her.

Vincent crossed his arms and looked at him in discust, wishing that his so called 'friends' didn't lock his gun in the car so he could pump lead into his thick crainium.

"Care to dance?" he asked. Tifa looked over at Vincent and saw him shrug, then nodded back to Sephiroth. He led her out onto the dance floor as the orchestra started a new song.

Sephiroth looked back over his shoulder and smiled at Vincent, "Keep my friend company, will you?" and disappeared with Tifa into the crowd.

"Let's dance." she said, yanking Vincent out to the floor as well. He nearly fell over.

"He seems happy to see her again." Sephiroth said, striking Tifa's attention as they twirled about the floor. She looked away, "I don't know what your talking about..." she muttered.

Sephiroth dipped her and brought her back up again, "Oh, comon, you knew he loved Lucrecia all along. Just look at him."

Tifa stopped as Sephiroth did so and slowly looked over to him. He looked like he was having fun... just a bit. Aw, hell, who was she kidding? He looked like he was having the time of his life!

But he wasn't.

"You see?" the man looked back at her as she stared at the floor, "He never really loved you. You were just her replacement until she fell into his arms again."

Sephiroth smirked when he saw one of her tears splash on the floor. She pushed away from him and hid her face in her hands, running out the big glass doors that led outside.

Aeris stopped as she noticed Tifa, then looked at Sephiroth, who was smiling evilly. "Hold on a second, Cloud." she said, and marched over to Vincent.

Cloud watched as Aeris tapped him on the shoulder and point twards Tifa's direction, then he looked over his shoulder. "Poor Tifa..."

Tifa wiped her tears away but they wouldn't stop. Lucrecia's replacement? Of course... she was the only one he had ever loved. She mentally laughed at her foolishness.

She hugged her arms as she walked alongside the beachshore, which was cool and all since it was the tip of town, and negative thoughts ran through her mind. Her heart was broken once again. She hated love. She hated it.

Then there was sound of footsteps in the sand, and Vincent emerged from the shadows. "Tifa?" he looked around until he saw her, and she refused to return his gaze.

"Tifa, why did you-" he reached out to place his hand on her shoulder, but she quickly drew away. "Don't touch me." she said coldly. It scared him how hateful her tone was with him.

They stood there in silence as a wind sighed over them. "Why?" she asked, feeling another wave of anger and sadness sweep over her. Vincent cocked his dark eyebrow at her.

Tifa turned around, face full of tears and teeth pressed together, "Why did you have to lie to me?" her words echoed in his mind, and he felt his heart stop cold for a few moments.

"I didn't lie, Tifa." Vincent calmly said to her, "He brought a look-alike to dance with me and trick me." she turned away from him and walked away, holding her arms again.

She wanted to kill him so badly right then. Tifa's knees suddenly gave way beneath her and she fell into the shallow water, hanging her head and sobbing as she dug her nails into the wet sand.

Vincent took pity on her and walked over, placing his claw on her shoulder and kneeling down to face her. She began to wonder if the ocean would overflow with the help of her tears.

"Let's go back, okay?" he asked, lifting up her chin. He helped her up and put his jacket around her, the water's edge gently touching their feet before drawing back into the sea.

Tifa smiled to herself but hadn't looked up. Then she started laughing. Vincent looked at her as though she had gone crazy as she started running out into the water.

She stopped when it got her ker knees and looked at him, "Catch me if you can!"

The ex-turk thought it was funny that she wanted to make up with him by playing tag, so he joined in with her little game. They soon became soaked, the salty taste of ocean water filling their mouths as they laughed.

Vincent grew tired and began to slowly trudge through the water back to shore after collecting Tifa, who was still giggling. "I think the water has gone to your head, Tifa." Vincent chuckled.

Tifa squirmed out of his arms and faced him, trying to walk backwards while the water was still past her ankles. The girl took his hands and smiled, their long, dark hair sticking to their face, shoulders, and arms.

Tifa's heel tripped over a shell and sent her falling backwards. She tried to keep her balance on Vincent but he fell as well. He landed on her at an angle and she burst out laughing again.

"I think- I think you hit my funnybone!" she giggled, trying to help him up. Their legs were intertwined with another and took some time to get strait. Vincent sat upright and smiled at her.

Sand was sticking to parts of their bodies and she thought he looked funny with half of his face covered in sand; so she straddled over him and lightly brushed it away.

Vincent felt her fingertips brush across his lips and he shivered, jerking away. Tifa smirked slyly and scooted up his legs closer to him.

Her arms draped around his sholuders and she lowered her head to kiss him. She had fogiven him, and he was pleased. His tongue slid into her mouth and she returned the action.

His hand slid up her thigh to under her dress to her pantyhose line. He took ahold of them and pulled them down to her lower thighs, then returned his hand back up her dress.

Tifa arched her back when she felt him touch her skin, and thought that she needed to take it a bit further than just kissing him.

Lips still locked, Tifa took back her arms and unbuttoned his shirt, stroking his skin softly before removing her dress straps from her arms. The black piece of clothing fell to her hips and Vincent stopped when he felt it hit his wrist.

He looked at her as she pulled away, hugging her arms and biting her lip. Her chest was bare! His crimson eyes returned to hers and she blushed.

Smirking, Vincent rolled on top of her and moved her arms away to her sides. He stared at her for a second, then hovered over her while using his claw to support himself.

He passionately began to kiss her again and undid his pants so that his boxers were revealed. She felt him push his hips to hers and inhaled sharply through her nose at his arousal.

Fireworks began to blow up in the sky, and everybody went to the front of the building to watch them, not noticing that Tifa and Vincent were still gone.

Vincent rocked his hips and shuttered when their chests touched together. He broke the kiss and brought his hands up to the sides of her head, slowly bucking his hips.

Tifa's moan was drowned out by the bright sparks in the sky and Vincent sat upright again, his eyes moving from her to the sky. Tifa sat up with him and placed her hand on his chest.

"Tifa..." he sighed, putting his hand on her cheek and leaning into her ear. "Yeah?" she asked, her stomach aching and heat in her chest. Vincent sighed in her ear once more, "Your mine."

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It seemed like a long way back to the hotel. Tifa and Vincent eventually stopped their "get-together" and regrouped to leave. Everyone seemed tired after watching all of the fireworks, it hurt their eyes.

Everyone was awake except for Cloud and Vincent, who were happily holding the girls they had escorted. "Vincent?" Cloud asked, breaking the silence.

"Yes Cloud?" he responded awhile later. Cloud rested his head on Aeris's and blushed. "Do you... think I can have the room tonight?"

Vincent chuckled and nodded, "Alright. I'll just sleep with Tifa tonight." and it made Cloud smile that Vincent was trying to toss the funnies back and fourth with him.

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Wow. Really long chapter this time. Leamon is in the next one but plz read and review!

Tifa: blushes What do you mean?

Vincent: blushes harder than Tifa

hahahahahahahahaha! You know you want to, Tifa.

Tifa: I, uh... gotta go... bye!