Note: Some OOCness in this chap. Actually probably definite OOCness. Stupid Vincent.
Disclaimer: I do not own FF7 or any characters

Chapter 2: Chaos and Vincent

Tifa hung up the phone. She had just gotten off the phone with Cid, who was heading over now.

"I should clean, I haven't in a while." She said to herself, standing up and stretching. Walking out of her room, Tifa nearly ran into Barret, who was putting a jacket on.

"Oh, sorry Barret. You going somewhere?" She asked, eyeing his jacket. Barret nodded and jerked his thumb towards Marlene's room.

"Going to make sure she doesn't get hurt." He said, heading down the stairs, his steel boots clunking on the wood.

Tifa shook her head, "Dear old Barret, protective as always." Making her way down the steps, she saw Cloud putting on his jacket as well and heading out.

"Where are you going?" She asked, opening the closet and pulling out a mop.

"I just got a call," he said, stopping, "It's not a long delivery like the last one. I'll be gone only two days."

"Cloud, you haven't been here four hours." Tifa said, filling the bucket with soap and warm water.

"I know. I'll be back Tifa." Without another word, Cloud walked through the door and down the steps. Tifa heard his motorcycle start, and sighed.

"Even marriage never completely changes a man." She said to herself, slapping the mop on the floor and scrubbing at it.

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Vincent sighed to himself. He hated doing this.

He was in Gold Saucer, looking for suitable presents to get everyone. He had already gotten Cloud a spare knife, and Tifa an assortment of things for the bar. Barret was easy to figure out. Anything that went bang suited his needs. His main problem was Yuffie.

"What would a ninja/thief want?" He asked himself aloud, tapping his chin.

You? Chaos asked in his mind. That beast, unlike the others had a voice, a personality, and while Vincent almost liked the company, at times he was nothing more than an animal.

No.

How do you know?

She is too young for me.

Isn't that up to her to decide?

I won't allow her to waste her life on someone like me.

Pathetic, Chaos spat, if I were you she would have been my mate the day we met.

Then I am glad you are not I.

Vincent decided on giving Yuffie some of his mastered material. She would like that. He could get Cid, Marlene's, and Denzel's presents on the way. He stopped by another shop and bought Red XIII a new headdress.

You know you have feelings for her. Chaos said, his satisfaction growing as Vincent mentally winced.

I would know what my emotions are more than you.

You'd be surprised.

Chaos, please be quiet.

Why? Because you're too afraid to admit that you have feelings for a woman who is younger than you?

No, because your voice is grating on my nerves.

There was no reply from Chaos, and Vincent headed to his home in Nibelheim. Upon arriving, he laid his bag of gifts on the table and rummaged in a cupboard for his mug. Pouring himself some tea, he sat down in a chair and pulled Death Penalty towards him. It was sitting in pieces on a towel on the table, he had been cleaning it after a days hunting, and was just about to put it back together when Cloud had called. He had jumped into his car and driven the short twenty minutes to Gold Saucer, and then back.

Getting up, Vincent walked into the spare room he mainly used for storage, and rummaged around in a box. Throwing ribbons, tape, and wrapping paper out until he found an assortment of gift bags.

All bags?

Paper is no good, I can't wrap presents with this claw. It goes right through them.

I see.

Finally finishing, he slapped some tags on with their names, put them in the trunk of his car, and drove off towards the ferry in Costa Del Sol. He took the long way to brood as he always did. However this was on something different.

Perhaps I do have feelings for Yuffie? No. No way. I won't let myself, she's too young, I could practically be her grandfather!

Is that a problem?

Yes that's a problem! I'm not a crib-thief!

You humans and your morals. You set up all these rules so as not to hurt people, and then break them anyway.

You know so little about humanity Chaos; we do not make rules just to break them. We make rules so that things are ordered, and can be kept that way.

And then along came Sephiroth.

That was entirely different. He was out of his mind.

You're one to talk.

I'm not a raving lunatic bent on destroying the world.

No, but you are the one talking to voices in your head.

Vincent shut up after that, Chaos didn't know if it was because he nearly drove off of a cliff, or if his words had hit home. But Vincent was silent the entire ride to Midgar.

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Hope that was good.

Wendy: Not bad

Me: Meh, I tried to keep Vincent in character. Though I think he's majorly OOC