Next Chapter 4 up! I love the reviews. I think I slowed down my writing style a bit. I'll try to write more descriptively in the future. But I think the updating may slow now that school's back in session. So don't expect me to update the same way was I've been doing so far. First day back and I've gotten a mountain of homework already.

~NsBd


Be My Valentine:Chapter 4:Long Trips

"Are you sure Yuffie?" asked the uncertain voice of Red XIII.

"Of course I am." Yuffie replied confidently. "Think about it, Red! They would be so happy together! Don't you want Vincent to be happy?"


Yuffie had appeared before Nanaki almost immediately after Vincent had left, jumping up and down excitedly and talking at an incoherently fast pace with the occasional squeal in between what he could only assume were words. However, being on the receiving end of this behavior so many times already, he could make out a bit of her gibberish.

Apparently she had heard everything. Something about getting them together. Wait a minute.

"What?" he had to make sure he'd heard correctly.

"We have to get them together Red! We owe it to them as their friends!"

"We? Why we? We can't do that!" Yuffie wasn't even their friend. To them, she was like a parasite on a good day. Now another person knew about this whole situation. Vincent would not be happy about this. Nanaki knowing about this was something completely different than Yuffie knowing. Who knows what could happen. Poor Vincent, poor Cid, poor him!!

Yuffie could see her friend was panicking and smacked him soundly on the head and smiled wickedly. "If we don't do this together, I handle it my own way."

Well, there was nothing Nanaki could do now. The alternative could (would)cause too much damage. Yuffie running free could turn a simple problem into Apocalypse; destroying everything in her path. The world could end.

If he agreed, then maybe he could at least keep her in check somehow. That decided it. With a defeated sigh, he lowered his head. He really didn't want to see the smug smile he was sure would appear on Yuffie's face.

"Alright. I'll do it."

"I thought you might say that. So here's what we're gonna do." She had smiled and then proceeded to tell him her long list of ideas. Silently, Nanaki begged for Vincent's forgiveness.

Lives were at stake.


A few hours ago, Cid Highwind had gotten up feeling much better than he had after his meeting with Red XIII a few hours earlier. He had changed from the darker attire he had worn earlier his regular outfit. Super spy detective by night, pilot by day. Once again, he would attempt to find the mysterious chocolate sender. Nanaki couldn't sniff him out, so he'd just try plan B.

What the #$% was Plan B anyway?

Today he could just observe. Yeah. It was starting to sound better and better the more he thought about it. At least in his head anyway. Today he would watch and observe the behavior of his teammates. Take note of any suspicious behavior and then? Then interrogations! Just like in the movies!

With those thoughts in mind, Cid Highwind pulled on his boots and left the room. As he closed his door and stepped out into the hallway, his jacket sleeve shifted and exposed the silken red ribbon wrapped around his wrist.


At least that's what he thought. His plan had gone to hell some ten minutes after leaving his room for the most ridiculous, embarrassing, goddamn reason.

When it had happened, he was walking into the Command Deck ready to start giving orders and commence his plan. Walking in, he had tripped over something big and decidedly heavy. Pain exploded from his ankle. Cid let out a gasp as he closed his eyes and waited for the inevitable follow-up pain of face meeting floor.

That's when it happened.

He didn't feel that pain. Instead, he felt strong arms make their way around him and hold him loosely to something warm and solid. His eyelids fluttered open and surprised sky blue eyes met crimson and stayed there locked. It was as if the whole world had disappeared. No, the world had been remade. He liked this world, but he loved this feeling. What was this feeling?

But the whole world had fallen away as quickly as it came; shattered around him. Vincent had turned away from him. But he didn't let go. Someone was yelling. Cloud. But Cid couldn't really be bothered with that. He still in a sort of mourning for that lost connection.

His mind was starting to work again as he remembered the compromising position he and Vincent had ended up in.

The position they were still in.

"Umm, Vincent." he felt like kicking himself for what he was about to do. "You can let go now."

He hadn't said anything in reply, but Vincent let his arms loosen their grip on Cid and fall from their comfortable position to let Cid stand on his own. He was careful not to put any weight on his throbbing ankle as his mind raced and filled with questions. But only one stuck out and resonated through his mind taking precedence over all others.

What the hell was that?

"Cid," What now? Cloud again? "Let me cast Cure on your ankle."

He shrugged him off, muttering that he was fine and not to waste the Cure on something small like that. Limping, he started to make his way to the Captain's station. But something stopped him. A voice, deep and louder than he could ever remember hearing it, sounded through the Deck.

"NO!!!" A single word had turned quite a few heads. Several pairs of eyes whirled in their sockets to rest their surprised and questioning gaze on the source.

Vincent Valentine.

Looking at the floor and shrugging so that his collar and hair covered his face, Vincent spoke again.

"I-I mean, you shouldn't walk on that ankle. It looks swollen; I can treat it without Cure. I can help you to your room."

Still in a bit of a daze, Cid nodded his consent and let Vincent wrap his arm around him, leaning into his warm, solid body. An odd sense of safety spread throughout Cid, letting him know he was in no danger of falling again as he let his mind wander.


Yuffie Kisaragi had a plan.

Red XIII had worried a bit and had pleaded with her in many attempts to forgo this particular plan. Yuffie had brushed him off and threatened once again the destruction of the world via Yuffie. The plan was full proof anyway. She had gone over and explained it using several colorful drawings featuring chibi versions of AVALANCHE.

Step one: Steal Cloud's huge ass Buster Sword.

Step two: Use it to destroy Cid's room irreparably, thus forcing him to room with Vincent.

Step three: Love will ensue.

Yuffie had clearly spent more time drawing and coloring than she had spent actually planning. Nanaki hadn't even agreed with the plan before she raced around the ship to find Cloud with him on her tail. Who knew what damage Yuffie could cause wielding Cloud's sword.

Finding Cloud on the Command Deck, Yuffie immediately raced towards him and asked for the use of his sword.

"What do you need it for?" Cloud wasn't even considering giving his sword to Yuffie of all people. He'd rather have Sephiroth wield it first. With his willing consent.

Yuffie then replied that she couldn't give him an answer to his question. That she just needed it for "Super top secret awesome ninja stuff", to use her words. Anyway, the answer was still no. Telling her as much, Cloud watched as Yuffie pouted and stalked away. Cloud turned back to his previous task and let out an omphh as he was tackled to the ground from behind.

Yuffie. How had she gotten behind him so quickly? Starting to stand, out his peripheral vision, Cloud could see Yuffie trying to pick up his sword. Though in vain, it was obviously much too heavy for her.

Walking over to her, he picked up the blade of his sword, being careful not to cut himself, and tugged. He was met with resistance. Yuffie was not letting go of the handle. Cloud pulled with a bit more force this time.

Thus a tug of war ensued.

With both sides pulling on the sword, Yuffie had a suddenly had a wonderful idea. A wide grin came to her face as she pulled hard and then let go.

Startled, Cloud let go of his grasp on the sword and it went flying through the air. Covering his face with both hands, Cloud watched through narrowly spread fingers as the sword narrowly missed a few people and landed harmlessly on the ground a few yards away.

And right into the path of Cid Highwind.

When he tripped, Vincent had caught him, relieving Cloud and granting him the time to yell at Yuffie. After a few loud sentences, Cloud gave up. He wasn't getting through to her. She just kept smiling and staring past him.

At Cid and Vincent.

Turning around again, Cloud called out to attempt to cast a Cure on Cid, which was rejected. Vincent had convinced Cid to let him heal it without the Cure and they left the Deck. From behind him, Cloud heard:

"That'll do!"

He turned to once again yell at Yuffie. But she wasn't there.

And Red XIII had disappeared as well.


Anyone think that I need to change up my writing style? What can I do to improve it? All suggestions are appreciated. See you again sometime soon. Hopefully.

~NsBd