A/N: Don't own this
Vincent awoke alone in Yuffie's futon; he had to think for a moment before he could remember exactly where he was.
It was comfortable and he was glad it was still night time so that he didn't have to get up, yet curiosity had seized him so he rubbed his eyes and looked around.
Yuffie was sitting up on the window ledge looking out at the night sky. The moonlight streamed in and illuminated her figure.
"Yuffie? Why am I in your bed?"
She seemed to be a little surprised to hear him talk; she turned her head to face him.
"You passed out, seems you are a bit of a light weight." Her voice was uncharacteristically soothing, she slinked down from the window ledge and came to lie beside him, she smiled warmly and brushed a stray strand of hair out of his face.
"Why is my shirt off?" he asked nervously, what exactly had happened between them.
"Oh that was all you, you just started getting undressed but I managed to convince you to keep your pants on, even though it goes against everything I stand for." She explained.
"Sorry, I suppose I am not used to drinking so much."
"Yeah, we've all seen you nursing one glass of red wine all night, pretending you are a vampire."
"I don't pretend I'm a vampire." He said struggling to hide a yawn.
"You do a bit."
"Yeah okay, maybe a bit."
He gently took a hold of her wrist, which was lying near to his face, and stroked her hand with his thumb.
"Vince? Are you okay?" Yuffie asked, trying not to die from pleasure at his touch.
"I wonder sometimes if she ever thought about what my life would be like after she did the experiments, what I would become"
Yuffie thought about what he had said for a moment or two, she wondered why exactly he would speak so openly all of a sudden, she put it down to a mixture of the drink and the fact that he was clearly very sleepy. She quickly came up with an answer, she feared that if she did not he might not ever open up to her again.
"I can't answer that, but I think that if I had been in her silly heeled shoes I would have tried anything just to save you."
"Is that kind or selfish?" he asked, not making eye contact.
"Its completely selfish, of course it is but you are one of a kind Vincent Valentine."
"Did she think that, or is that what you think?"
"You know the answer to that." Yuffie placed her free hand on the back of his head; she pulled him closer so his face was resting against her shoulder.
"Yeah. Perhaps I should be more careful with how much I drink in the future."
"What! And deny me the joy of your wonderful rendition of the song "Smack that"."
Vincent groaned in embarrassment. Yuffie chuckled.
"You have never spoken to me about Lucrecia before, you know that?" she said.
"I think... I trust you."
Yuffie was almost dumbstruck, but then again she was Yuffie and she always had something to say.
"I'm flattered, you can trust me Vincent, I'll never turn my back on you…ya know unless you want me to." she placed her hand on his bare chest.
"I'm already half naked in your bed, but that's still not enough for you is it? Must you insist on lowering the tone even further."
Yuffie broke out in giggles, she bit down on her fist to try and contain herself. Vincent opened an eye and whacked her with his pillow; he put it back down and lay back down.
"Oh I'm the inappropriate one? You're the guy whose trying to start an "underwear pillow fight" at this dodgy little slumber party."
Vincent smiled; he grabbed her by the side of the head and pulled her down beside him.
"Go to sleep."
She was about to protest when she noticed he had passed out cold again. Yuffie was not sure she'd be able to get any sleep with his arm draped over her shoulder, but she drifted off without to much difficulty, which was probably down to the sake.
Cloud weaved through the streets on Fenir; Tifa sat on the back one arm around his waist and one holding on to the pizza they had picked up.
Marlene and Denzel had both been upset that they didn't get to say a proper goodbye to Shelke, so they had dropped the kids off at Elmyra's house. She had kindly allowed them to stay the night so they could say goodbye properly, much to Shelke's bewilderment. She had tried to phone Vincent to tell him about her new home, but he did not pick up his phone. Cloud and Tifa had no idea where he had disappeared to after his visit.
"Where are we going?" Tifa called out, they had left the towns far behing and were now covering large open fields.
Cloud could either not hear her or was ignoring her.
Eventually her parked up on a hill a few miles outside of Nibelhiem.
Tifa dismounted the bike and shook her head, "We haven't been here in years!"
"You remember?"
"Yeah, I remember, i remember how my mother had given me my first materia and you dropped it and it rolled all the way down the hill, you spent all night looking for it."
Cloud smiled, "That's right, I remember that."
There was a time when Tifa was sure that Cloud wouldn't remember a single moment they had shared and yet here he was reminiscing as if it were completely natural to him.
"Lets eat this pizza before it gets cold; there are some beers in my bag."
Cloud got the beers and sat down beside her.
He took a big bite of his first slice, "I think Shera's pregnant."
"What? Really?"
"Yeah Vincent's said so, he seemed pretty sure."
"Woh! I knew he was into lab coats but I didn't think he'd go that far."
Cloud was about to explain that that was not what he had meant, but he realized just in time that she was kidding.
"It'll be great for them; can you imagine Cid as a father?"
"Let's just hope that the kid's first words aren't…"
"Ah! Cloud don't! I know what you are going to say." Tifa stopped him.
"I was going to say 'rockets' actually."
"Yeah, sure you were. You were going to say FU--."
"Tifa! Wash out your mouth, really!"
They both exchanged faux surprised looks and laughed.
"You know something? Having Denzel and Marlene around has helped me to see that I'd like to have some biological kids someday."
Tifa was incredibly surprised by this statement; she remained silent because she wasn't quite sure what she was supposed to say. Tifa avoided sleepless nights by forcing herself not to ask questions about whether he saw her in his future or not.
"You are a great mother."
"I do the best I can."
"No, you are a natural, really."
The evening went on and they finished there dinner as they watched the sun slowly setting in the sun.
Cloud tentatively slid his hand into his pocket and produced the ring; he moved it around in his hand.
"Tifa?"
"Yeah?"
"OH GODDAMMIT!" he shouted as he felt the ring slip from his hand, he watched with despair as it begun to roll down the hill.
Hours passed and yet Cloud searched in the darkness at the bottom of the hill.
"Cloud, I think I would be of more help if I knew what we were looking for." Tifa stated as she wrapped his jacket tighter around her arms.
"No, just give me a little more time I'm sure I can find it."
Tifa gave a smile and sat down on Fenir.
She noticed his mako eyes flash and he got down on to his hands and knee's, "There!" He had managed to park his bike right next to the stop where the ring had landed.
Tifa leaned forward and tried to make out what it was he had found.
He shifted onto one knee and took her hand in his.
"Tifa, I have a question for you."
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