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 4 – The dinner---

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

-I don't know…what do you feel like eating??

-Ahn…I could eat anything!

-Hmm…Chinese?

-Ahn…no!

-Thai?

-No.

-Brazilian?

-Hmm... no.

-Greek?

-Not really.

-Pizza?

-Noup.

-Soup?

-Nooo.

-Hot-dog?

-What? No!

-Cookies?

I turned off the car, and stared her.

-Ok, now you are just mocking me!

-You don't even like cookies?? What is wrong with them??

-For dinner???

-Well…so your "everything" means nothing!

-Ok…sorry! I guess I'm not to eat everything.

-Yeah…I figured. So...what are we going to do??? I wanted to celebrate. –she said sounding gloomy.

And so I had an idea. I turned on the motor again, and drive out the complex.

There were a few cars on the streets. We saw two or 3 people passing by us.

-Where are you taking us?

-You will see.

15 minutes later I parked the car in front of my building. That building was too luxurious for my taste, but what could I do, I lived there since I remember myself as a human being… and I got used to it.

-Where the hell are we?

-Relax! I am a great cook! I promise you, you won't regret it!

-Oh, no Vincent…

-Com'on.

So we got inside the building, the old door-man was almost sleeping, but he got the elevator for us.

-Good night sir. –he said after taking a look at Lucrecia with a… different smile, I should say.

-Good night Joel.

I pressed the button, and a minute later we were on 16º floor. I took the keys out of my pocket and opened the door.

-Make yourself at home.

She got inside, took her shoes off and set on the sofa. She hasn't said anything since we got inside the building.

-Ok…so…I'll go make us something. –that was getting awkward, she didn't looked happy.

-U-hum.

I took a long breath, and went to the kitchen.

My kitchen had an open wall, so I could see her perfectly. She stood set there looking at her feet. "Great"!

So I started looking for what to do, when suddenly I found it. Italian!!! That is what I wanted and she didn't mention.

I was almost finishing cooking when I realized she wasn't seated anymore. She was looking the pictures of my family over my fireplace.

I took the plates, forks and knives to settle the dinner table.

-It smells good. –she said coming to help me.

-Thanks. Like I said, you won't regret it. –she smiled.

-I made Capeletti à la Sicilian...oh I should have asked you if you like Italian food... -I don't.. -No way! –damn, I ruined everything. -hahah, I'm kiddin. -Oh….haha…ahm… then, sit, sit. –I said pulling the chair for her. -Thanks. Then I went to get the wine and cups, so we started eating. -This is really good. How did you learn to cook? -My uncle. He loves cooking.

-Hmm.

We finished eating without saying anything else to each other. I cleaned the table, and she went sit on the sofa again with her glass of wine, and then I did the same.

She begin talking about some stupid random things that she saw or read, but they were basically related to work.

Time passed really fast, because when I looked at my watch again it was already 3am. She saw me looking the time, and she thought I wanted her to go home… when I actually didn't... It was a boring subject, but I was having fun listening her subtly mocking the secretary, the elevator guy, and some others people I still haven't met. It was almost like she didn't want me to understand what she was saying. I was hypnotized by that really interesting way of speaking… with those words she used to speak of them like that, so delicate and very offensive at same... and we were both laughing.

She got up.

-Well, I guess I should go. Thanks for the dinner. –when she gave the first step to the door way, she unbalanced almost going to the floor.

-Wow. –I held her. What a great perfume she has. -…I'll take you home.

-Ahn...thanks…and sorry. –she said.

So I took the keys, and when I opened the door my stupid neighbor showed with a couple of dvds on her hand. I kind of felt really embarrassed since she was wearing almost nothing… a micro shorts and…a micro blouse. She always dresses like that when she comes to see me, always so late, when I am about to sleep. But I was used to it…I just got afraid of what Lucrecia would think about it. I didn't wanted to her think that I was seeing sluts. I was so not that kind of man.

-Hi Vincent…do you wanna… -she interrupted herself when she noticed Lucrecia hanging on my shoulder.

-Sorry Miaky…I'm leaving now. –she looked again at Lucrecia as she didn't liked of what she was seeing…well, I knew she was hitting on me since we were kids, but I never really care about her…and she knew that.

-Ok…I'll wait for you. –and she got inside as she always did…uninvited.

-What ever…-I said leading Lucrecia to the elevator and soon we were out, inside in the car again.

-You still remember where your home is, right? –when I looked at her, I realize she was getting pale.

After giving me the instructions I ran as fast as I could…I mean… as this car could.

-So…who is the pretty blond girl? –she asked on the way.

-A stupid childhood friend.

-Hmmm... Are you dating her?

-Hell no!

-Why not? She is gorgeous.

-Because…she is stupid…and shallow… and… I don't think she has a brain inside that head. –and I mean it!

-Hahaha… poor girl… but I think she was interested on you.

-In her dreams only…

-Hmmm…so…what kind of woman do you like?

-What?? Ahn…I don't know…

-Blond, brunet, red head...pink, green, orange head?

-What? Hahah…ahn…brunet, I guess.

-Hmm... Why?

-Aaahhh… I don't know…they are not so obvious, they… there is something mysterious about them that makes me want to figure what it is, you know… and they have brain…they can talk, about interesting things… I mean, at least most of them, of course!

-Hm.

-What about you, boss? –I asked interested. -… please tell me it is not like doctor Hojo!!!

-Hehehe…I don't know…I guess brunet guys too…maybe the same reason as you do…

I looked at her she was looking up the sky through the window.

20 minutes later I stopped the car in front of an old small building.