Note: I do not own any character described here!

I've been thinking about this story for two months now (since I finished playing Dirge of Cerberus! ) \o/ and finely decided to writhe it. Well…yeah...I know it got too long my story…but wanted to write it anyway. Like I said it was all in my mind for two months…so I just wanted to pull it out of my system. :p

About the story…it is a continued story of ffVII first game...the advent children movie and Dirge of Cerberus…so yeah it contains some spoils.

And one more thing…I haven't played yet the of ffVII first game…I only watched the movied and played Dirge of Cerberus…so If I said any absurd thing about the story...please tell me…but remember…my story is not supposed to be a exactly replica of square's stories…so Yeah, I know I did changed a few information…

In this story, I mixed everything…drama, romance, horror, action and a bit of comedy…

There will probably be some grammar mistakes, so don't hate me for it, please, instead be helpful and tell me what is wrong, besides, like I said on my profile, English is not my original language, I just like it and want to practice it! ;)

--- Chocolate and Cherry---

---Chapter 2 - The first day (part 2)---

And she continued talking.

-You don't have to be here at 7oclock, if you don't get here after 10 I'm ok with it...I mean, I don't get here before that…except today… so there is no reason for you to be here...and you don't have to lunch at 12, you can go any time you want, the restaurant opens at 7 and closes at 18, so don't worry about it! And it's ok if you take 2 hours to eat...since you don't take longer then 3..and you can have your break any time you want for an hour…I mean, even he needs a break right? Just don't forget to come back ok? –she said smiling at me...and suddenly I realized that smile wasn't so scary as I thought before. - ...thou you do have do use the waistcoat, so you won't get your clothes damaged, you know. –she just ruined everything! -..and the rest we can work out later. Do you have any questions?

-No...boss!

-Oh...you can call me Lucrecia.

-Vincent. –I said.

-Ok…Vincent...I really hope we can get along! –I just smiled back.

She took a look at her watch and said:

-Well mister Valen…Vincent..-she corrected herself. -…did you had your breakfast already?

-Ahn…actually…I didn't.

-Ok then, me neither, shall we? –she asked me leading to the door.

Passing by the secretary Irene, she said:

-We will be right back Irene, If doctor Hojo ask for us just tell him…that. –and she gave me a blink with he little cute chocolate right eye.

And we were inside the elevator. The happy guy was now with phones on his ears listening something; thank goodness the volume was low. I really didn't want to know what kind of crap he used to listen. The elevator opened at the 10º floor. And again she had to pass her keycard. I got surprised. The whole giant floor was occupied by the restaurant. There were so many tables and chairs.

-I don't believe it! –I let it slip my mouth out loud, when I noticed that it looked like they were divided into several little groups.

-What? –she asked.

-Is there…some kind of…charge divisory for eating here??? –I really can't believe it!

-Oh...that…yeah…I know...it is incredibly stupid, but when I got here, a few years ago, it was already like that…so I can't tell you why or who was the idiot that invented that rule. – she said as getting a cup from a pile and going direct to a coffee machine. I just follow her example, but instead of coffee I took an iced tea.

-…but no worries, we can take our breakfast in our office…actually I always take my breakfast there…but you can have it where ever you want to…at home, or here…it's up to you!

-Ok! – was all I could answer. I was still trying to assimilate the fact that there were this many presumptuous people inside this building, that weren't capable to change that ridiculous rule.

So after taking a couple of fruits and cookies in a paper bag we took the elevator.

In the office, I helped her to organize the papers and the books on the long table so we could eat. She set beside me.

-You know...about doctor Hojo… he is not a bad guy…he is just a little demanding…

-A little hã?!

-Hm...well… ok, a lot…a lot demanding and perfectionist …but he can smile…

-Really?

-Yes…I mean…I saw it…once… -we look to each other and started to laugh.

-So…Vincent…from what college you come from?

- From Hinode University.

-Really???…so you are a genius! I guess that is why Hojo choose you.

-… -I just didn't said anything, I mean I remember pretty well seeing like…at least 10 of my colleagues from my college on the interview day, and I was quiet sure they were much better then I was…but I was actually enjoying doctor Crescent, I was feeling that we could get along…so I just decided not mention that, so she wouldn't be disappointed with me… maybe I should stay here, maybe it wouldn't be that bad.

So we ate the rest of our breakfast silently, and when we were done, she got up and took the pile of papers she had when I first came in with doctor Mojo…sorry, Hojo.

-Here. Now I want you to go home and read these. –she said delivering that giant pile of papers, from far away it didn't look that bad. -…there you will find everything you need to know about the project, so…I want you to go home, and read it all, make notes of what ever you need, and write you doubts, I'll give you two weeks for that, so you can just come back after reading it all, and then we see.

-Ok.

She went to her computer desk and took her keys out of her bag.

-Come, there is a folder I left in my car that I want you to take with you…it has a few tests we made…I think you should take a look at it too.

After we left the office Irene called me.

-Mister Valentine, you need to assign these papers, please.

-Oh, right, I almost forgot…so...I should ask you…are you willing to stay or not? –I looked at that sweet little face, and my brain couldn't think of a "no" as an answer. -…well, I know it's not really fair to make you decide it now before you even know what are you about to actually face ahead…but look at the bright side…you are being really good paid, working for the best industry of the world and just making research…it could have been worst, right? –what a kind smile she has…

-…yeah…it could… - I just couldn't stop looking at her.

So after I assigned the thousand of contracts that little blond woman gave to me, I felt my hand heavy…of guilty and fear.

-Let's go? –said doctor Cresc…Lucrecia, shining the end of the tunnel.

-Sure. – and there we were, inside the elevator with the happy guy asking "which floor it will be, lady and gentleman"…argh!

-The third floor of the garage, please. –she asked.

-Oh great, my car is parked there too! – I said holding the bunch of papers she passed me to read. Good thing! So I can just put them inside my car right away, because my arm was already in pain.

We left the elevator talking about the project, she was explaining to me a few things about a thesis she made and the tests we were going for, as we walk. Suddenly she interrupts herself, scaring me with that angry tone:

-Oh this is great!!! Now who is the preppy son of bitch that blocked my way out!!! Just because he has a Porsche he thinks he is better then anyone so he can just park his beautiful red car anywhere he wants!!! This is just unbe…- but she was interrupted by the two bips unlocking the red Porsche's door.

-Sorry! - I said opening it. I can't believe that thing had to be my boss's car. So I got inside and removed it from her way, from inside my car I saw her impressive mad face. "Shit, I made the woman angry!"

-Anh…can I ask you…what are you doing here? –she approached me asking.

-Excuse me?

-I mean...I thought rich young mamas boys were only interested in parties, girls, alcohol, drugs… "living la vida loca"! – yeah she was really pissed.

-Heheh...well...ahn… I am not like that…at all.

-Oh really??

-I'm here, don't am I?

-A-ham...

-I'm telling you.

-Okey, I just hope you don't waste my time with you, boy! –she said as heading back to her car. She picked up a black folder and came back to give it to me.

-Here…- she practically threw that thing in my face. -… now you can just go home and do your homework…mister…responsible boy! –I felt the sarcasm on her tone crossing my head.

-Yes I will! –I said firmly.

So I went home, full of papers to read.

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Note: I mentioned a "Hinode University"…well I took that name from a Japanese satellite. It was supposed to be the most difficult University to get an entrance.