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 movie 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 3 – Vincent, the best---

There was 4 days left to my dead line ends…I was impressed by myself. Or she gave me a really long term, or I was really fast at reading…or maybe because I was up at 9am reading until 6am during these days…anyway, I made reading it before, and to show my pride to that sarcasm of hers, I decided to get there before the dead line. And to make a bigger surprise, I was getting at the office at 7oclock, I would clean up that stupid mess out of that table, even clean the floor, I would bring her breakfast, and let my notes alphabetically organized at her desk, because, yes, I put a beautiful titles on each one of them, so when she gets there, she just would have to say: "Vincent, you are the best"…oh yeah!

And there I was…at 9 o'clock I had everything placed and clean, her fruits already waiting to be eaten and her coffee to be drunk.

I was reviewing my files when she got inside an hour later.

-Mornig! –I said standing up.

-Vincent? What are you doing here? Didn't I give you two weeks?

-Yes, but I finished reading last night, so I came earlier. –and I gave her a little smile to finish my beautiful sentence.

-Oh…that is great! –she said placing her huge bag on the table, which I notice her surprise expression after realizing I had organized every thing.

-I brought your breakfast!

-Thank you very much mister!

-No problem!

-Ahn…I guess I should apologize to you…

-What? About what? –I played innocent.

-Well… you know... I think I might have called you preppy… sun of…well, you know.

-Oh…I didn't heard it! –I lied…of course I heard it, I was standing right beside her, but the fact is, that I didn't care about that…I was used to it…I was really more affected by that other sarcastic comment she made that same day.

-Oh…well, I'm sorry anyway.

-Ok.

She set to drink her coffee.

-Did you eat already?

-Yeah…I got here early, so…

-Ok. –she got up holding her cup of coffee and went to sit by her desk. She started typing something when she asked:

-So, how was your reading?

-Ahn… well, simply saying… you probably already know that, but... I think it is huge… and it is going to be troublesome, but totally worth it working on that…thou I found some flaws on the third test with Omega, which it is probably why you couldn't find a final result yet.

-What? –she interrupted me, interrupting herself from typing what ever she was typing on that computer. So I searched for the papers where that test was written to show her.

-Here… you mixed the substance-X with the C…but they are not compatible, because their formula are made of completely different kind of element, so there's no way it would work, but if you try mixing the X with this one instead…it might work, because they are compatible, their DNA completes each other.. –I was explaining to her as she was paying attention to my words trying to understand. Soon as I done talking she grabbed the paper and turned herself to her computer again, I could see her opening the file with that test, and another program to help solving it. I took the other computer's chair besides her and set to carefully look at what she was doing.

We spend the rest of the week trying to solve it…and that damn test was all I could think about, I had to be right…I was 99,9% of sure… damn you 0,1%, that couldn't let me relax!!!

It was Friday 22pm, there were probably only the guards on those 260 floors building. We had spent the last few days working until late because of that test. And now, finely all we had to do was pressing one single button to finish the experiment and find out the result. If I was right or not.

-Vincent…I'm scared.

-Why? –I asked intrigued.

-What do you mean, why? I thought you have read those papers… do you have any idea if it works??? It is going to change half of my theory. I thought this was impossible!!!... I made that test in my last year in college…I've been working believing it was impossible for five years now!!! Five long years, without resting…this became my life!

-I…I didn't know that. –well, I guess now I know why she acts kind of crazy some times.

-I just can't believe I have never thought about that!!! Vincent, I'm really glad you are here; I really owe you apologies for not believing in you. –I could tell she was really glad, and for some reason I couldn't feel good about myself right now.

-Let's press it together. –she suggested.

-Sure. –if I was going to be a part of that, I felt like I should do the whole job as her partner.

-Are you hungry? –she suddenly asks me.

-What? Anh…I guess.

-Great, so if it works, I am going to take you out for dinner!!

-Well… then if it is wrong…I'll take you out for dinner...how about that?

She gave me that beautiful smile approving it.

-Ok then...let's do it!

Her soft left hand held my right heavy hand, and with our indicator's fingers raised, we pressed the "enter" button looking to each other.

-We look on 3…1…2…3 –so we both turn our faces to the screen.

I could feel her little hand shaking because we were still holding hands.

-Remember to breathe! –I said.

-O my God! It…it worked…Vincent….it worked!

-Yep. –I was just impressed as she was…I guess I actually didn't thought it really would.

She let go of my hand and got up from the chair, but without taking the eyes from the screen. She was still nervous; maybe even more then was before.

-Ok…- I got up too, and saved the file on her pen drive. Then I turned off the screen and grabbed her bag. I took off my waistcoat, and then I took hers and placed them on one of those thirty chairs. I held her shoulders making her turn around to the door. -…now take me to eat! –I realized she was getting pale. I thought she was about to collapse or something. But I guess that was understandable, since she hasn't eaten properly those days.

So we left the floor after locking everything.

The happy guy wasn't there anymore, so I did his job pressing the button.

She was quiet, still assimilating the whole thing.

After we left the elevator, I lead her to my car.

-What are you doing?? –she "woke up".

-I'm taking us to eat.

-I thought I said I was taking us to eat if it worked!

-Oh, you are still paying for it! –I said sarcastically.

-No… we are going on my car. - she said going towards that dirty thing on the other side of the garage.

-At least let me drive it!

-What ever. –"what?" I thought. -So… you have a problem with my car?? –I just had to ask.

-No... It is…pretty.

-That is not convincing.

-Sure. –I decided not to go further on that conversation; she wasn't on her best sense anyway.

So after we set on our seats she passed me the keys from her bag.

-So…where are we going, boss? –I asked turning on the motor.