Whooo! Thanks for the reviews, guys! I decided to write again as quickly as possible because of you guys. And, as I promised, I will bring Reno and Yuffie in/back. Review and I'll do more tomorrow or the day after, when I have time.

The next morning, Vincent found himself half-lying on the bar counter, and half sitting on a stool.
Nice dreams?
Why must it be that I have to talk to you first thing in the morning?
Because I'm in your head, dumbass. Aren't you supposed to be some kind of super-intelligent gentleman?
Shut up!
Oh, great argument, I stand in awe of-
You say that too much.
You have to admit I have a point.
Vincent sat up slowly, rubbing his back (which was somewhat sore after about eight hours of his sleeping position.)

A quiet sound of delicate, trying-not-to-wake-the-person-downstairs-who-I-think-is-asleep footsteps came from the stairs as a certain merlot-eyed martial artist made her way to the first floor of the bar. She peeked around the wall partition separating the stairs from the bar, chocolate-colored hair swinging around her pretty face. She made an indecipherable little noise when she saw Vincent turn around. "Did I wake you up?"
Vincent shook his head, quickly redoing the clasps of his cloak. "No, I woke up a short time before."
"Oh. Um… I guess you were the one who put me upstairs?"
Stupid Human, isn't it obvious- "Yes."
"Well, Thanks. I wasn't too much trouble to get up there, was I-"
"Miss Lockheart, I suggest you –for once- stop worrying about how much trouble you are causing others and start wondering what is troubling you."
A noise came from the doorway of the bar.
"WOW that was like the LONGEST sentence I've ever heard you say!" The shruikan-wielding ninja girl exclaimed. "Hey Teef! Since old man swear-a-lot was passing over, I decided to come over here for a bit, don't worry though, I'm staying at a hotel." She said, all in one breath. "Hey, is chocobo-head doing a delivery or is he in the bathroom?"

This caused the gunslinger to look at Tifa as well.

"He…left."
"Whaddya mean, Teef?"
"I was wondering the same myself, Tifa."
"Well, He… I'll tell you later, I need some coffee." Tifa said, her fingers fidgeting on the counter.

The eighteen-year-old pouted and headed out onto the street. "I'll go back to the hotel then. But I'll be back; you can't get rid of the great ninja Yuffie Kisa-" Her words where drowned out by a passing vehicle.
Yuffie jumped onto the street, skipping over a puddle and splashing a passing Turk, who scowled and- wait, a Turk?
"Gawd, Kisaragi, can't you leave a guy alone if he's not trying to kill ya?" Reno exclaimed, as he shook the muddy, watery residue off his Turk pants.
"Reno? Aren't you supposed to be hanging out with Bald-Turkey?"
"Nah. He's shopping for sunglasses because I broke his other ones. Or he's visiting your bartender friend, I think he has a crush on her."
"REALLY? That's SO CUTE! But she's busy with Vinnie-"
"She's busy with vampire? I didn't know they liked each other, and I didn't even begin to suspect that they're getting it on already-"
"Ew, Reno, you perv!"
So the conversation continued.

Meanwhile, Tifa was making coffee.
"I take it you don't enjoy any time of day before lunch?"
Tifa sighed, rubbing her eyes with one hand.
"I'm not a morning person."

Long chapter, eh? Yes, I'm canadian. Review and I will hug you. -hugs all previous reviewers-