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Meet me by the Fountain

Chapter 5

The Secret is out

Tifa could not sleep. She had been wake for almost two hours now, listening to the sounds that woke her.

Mmmm!

Tifa gasped, There it is again. Vincent's place can't be haunted, could it?

After she steps out of the shower, Tifa got dressed and had dinner with Vincent. A large pepperoni, with extra cheese; Vincent's house special. Then they watched the new season of Paranormal Hunter Adventures. There was a five hour marathon and Tifa did not want to miss it. The only problem was once its lights out she gets a little scared and the moaning was not helping.

Ahhh!

She brought the covers over her head. What was she going to do?

I know I'll go find out what it is. She tried to sound brave but it was not working. What if it really is a ghost and it hurts me?

Damn it Tifa, you need to be brave! I need more of that I am woman hear me roar crap!

Tifa moved her feet off the side of the bed and quietly made her way to the door. Once there she felt her heart beat faster against her chest. She closed her eyes tight, trying to control her fear. Sighing, she opened the door and began to walk down the dark hallway.

Uhh!

Tifa jumped at the sound. It's coming from the living room. Oh no! Vincent's in the living room. What if he is being possessed by something? What am I going to do? The thought of Vincent jumping out in front of her from the shadows terrified her. What if it wants to rape me? Make me into some kind of sex slave and have its demon children!

Tifa grabbed a vase that was on the end table; she took out the flowers and continued to make her way to the living room. There in the center of the room was the sofa, in which Vincent agreed to sleep in. She moved closer to him.

He was tossing his head from side to side and he looked like he was sweating.

Gods! They are trying to take over his soul! Tifa moved closer to him, holding the vase over her head. No that was not happening. Vincent was masturbating. Oh my. Tifa blushed. I better go. She was about to leave when Vincent spoke again.

Tifa!

Tifa shrieked and dropped the vase on his head. Oh no! It was as if time had begun to move slowly and Tifa watched in horror as the vase made its way toward Vincent's head.

It hit his head hard as Vincent cried out in pain rolling off the sofa. Tifa ran into the kitchen hiding behind the islander.

"Son of a bitch!" He shouted as he was on his knees holding his head. "Tifa is that you?" he ask sounding very annoyed. "Tifa!"

She poked her head from around the islander. "I'm sorry!"

"Sorry? Is that all you are going to say? That fucking hurt!"

"I heard some noises, so I came to investigate where it was coming from. And I saw you-" Tifa stopped.

"Investigate?"

He poked his head around the islander scaring Tifa. "Stay away from me!"

"And what did you uncover from your investigation?" Vincent said as he stood up scratching his head.

"Umm, that. "She pointed at him, she felt her cheek were on fire.

He looked down at where she was pointing, she was pointing at his… "That's, ugh, that's nothing." He moved back behind the islander scratching his head.

Tifa stood up and bowed, "I am sorry that I interrupted you."

"No, its okay, I should have been quieter." He walked over to the fridge and pulled out the gallon of milk. He then went to the sink for a glass. "Care to join me?"

"What?"

"Milk." He offered her a glass of milk.

Tifa blushed, "Yeah thanks."

Once they both drank the milk, Vincent took her hand and led her to the sofa, "Sit with me."

"Ok."

Tifa opened her eyes and began to get up when she felt someone hold her. She looked up and saw that Vincent was still sleeping. She looked at the clock, it was 7 am. She looked back up at Vincent and touched his cheek. He opened his eyes, "Good Morning." He kissed her forehead.

"Morning. Did you sleep well?"

"Next to you who wouldn't." He smiled.

"Okay, I'll make breakfast."

Tifa prepared pancakes, scramble eggs and bacon. Once it was done she sat down on the opposite side of Vincent, who was reading the morning paper, and began to eat.

"So, Miss. Lockhart, is there anything you want to say to me?" he asked not putting the paper down.

"Nope."

"You sure?"

"Yep."

"Not even for dropping a vase on my head."

"I said I was sorry. It was an accident."

"You are going to have to pay me back for this, you know that right? And I know just the way for you to do it."

"Really?"

"Movies. Scary movies."

Tifa almost choked on her food, "No, please."

He leans closer to her, "Oh yes. I think I may have a few lying around here."

"Please, I'll do anything!"

Vincent leaned back against his seat, "Anything huh?" he smirked.

Tifa saw his smirk, "anything but that."

"Okay, then, how about a date."

Tifa blinked, "Date?"

"Yes you do know what a date is right?"

"Yes I know what a date is Mr. Valentine." Tifa sighed, "What do you have in mind?"

"I heard you love music so let's go to the new music store that just opened up."

Tifa's eyes lit up, "Yes I would love that! But what about that?" She pointed at the bump.

"Nothing a little potion can't cure."
They stepped out of the apartment and made their way to the parking garage. Tifa was wearing a white spaghetti strap top and a yellow skirt and her hair in a tight pony tail. Vincent was wearing a blue T-shirt with brown khaki shorts.

The drive to the store was a quite one but once Vincent pulled into the parking lot Tifa gasped.

"It's huge!"

Vincent could not help it, "that's what she said." He said as he got out of the car.

"Perve." She said punching his arm. Once inside she felt like dancing. Music was one of Tifa's favorite hobbies. She felt that it kept her connected to her mother.

"Go ahead and pick whatever you want." Vincent said taking her hand in his, "My treat."

"Really?"

"Anything to see you smile again."

Tifa bit her lower lip and felt her cheeks get hot. "thanks." She said as she began to walk deeper into the store.

Vincent could not help but watching her. Just by looking at her made him feel happy. "Damn it." He whispered as he walked to the cd display standing in front of him. It was for a new group called The Jenova Project, but his eyes glued on Tifa.

He was so lost in thought that he did not notice someone was standing behind. "So you bang her yet?"

Vincent's eyes narrowed. He knew that voice, "If I were you I would just walk right out of here."

Cloud stood next to Vincent picking up a cd and pretended to look at it. "You didn't answer me. Did you bang her yet?"

Vincent looked at Cloud from the corner of his eye, "Even if I did, I really don't think that is any of your business."

Cloud laughed, "I know who you are Valentine."

"Oh really?"

"You're a Turk and from what I hear a damn good one."

"What are you talking about?"

"You know what I am talking about. But I wonder what Tifa would think if I told her that you know what really happened to her family."

Vincent grabbed Cloud by the collar of his shirt. "What do you know about what happened to them?"

"Does it matter?"

"So tell me what I am doing here since you seem to know so much about me."

Cloud chuckled, "Easy man, or do you want Tifa to find out?"

"Vincent?" Tifa's soft voice was heard behind him. She was glaring at Cloud.

Vincent let go of Cloud and turned to grab Tifa's arm, "Let's go." Leading her out of the store.

"But-"

"See you around, Valentine." Cloud said as Vincent and Tifa left the store.

"Vincent what is wrong?"

He continued to lead her down the street not wanting to stop until he got Tifa as far away from that bastard as he could possibly get.

"Vincent you're hurting me!"

He releases her arm, "I'm sorry." Running his hand threw his arm. What was he going to do? If he knew about him then- "Tifa I have to make a quick call. I'll be right back."

She opened her mouth to protest but closed it and nodded.

Once he was sure he was at a safe distance he dialed a number. "I'm in trouble. Someone else knows about me. What?" he sighed and turned back to look at Tifa. She was sitting on a bench watching him. She smiled and waved at him.

He waved back, "I understand." He hung up his phone and walked back to where Tifa was sitting.

"Everything okay?"

"Yeah." He did not look at her.

"Vince." Tifa touched his arm.

"Vince?" he asked as he looked back at her and smiled.

She blushed, "Yeah well, since we are kind of together I thought you should have a nickname."

"Together, huh?" He touched her cheek, "I like the sound of that." Vincent smiled and slowly kissed her lips. "Come on. The day is still young and there so much more we can do."

Tifa nodded, "Right."

Well that is the end of Chapter 5. I hope you enjoyed it. I will keep updating when I have a chance. But work has been killing me. I have been working 10 – 12 hours a day plus my kids are not in school so it is hard for me to find the time to work on my stories. But I will keep trying. Thanks again and review if you can.