Sorry about the hugely, long wait. This chapter is set after Cid's ankle heals from Chapter 5. Sorry I forgot to explain. Even I was waiting for me to update. Anyone else got AP exams? Worst exams ever! This chapter is longer than the others and i wrote it all today! Happy Mother's Day everyone, but especially the moms who read fanfiction! ~NsBd


Be My Valentine Chapter 6:

It was in the quiescence of one early morning in the surrounding forest of Kalm that a large shadow was cast over a spacious clearing on the forest floor. The Highwind landed smoothly, perfectly, living up to the high standards set by its creator and pilot.

Cid Highwind, from his position on the deck focused his senses and awareness on his beloved plane, mind at the ready to take note of any and all fallacies. It was an odd sort of habit he developed since his baby's first flight. He had spent a whole two days away from the wheel, going almost mad with worry. That meant that idiot copilot had to fly his darling while he was incapacitated with his ankle.

He breathed deeply and closed his eyes, inclining his chin and relaxed, taking in the slow purr of the dying engines and basking in the sunlight streaming in through the Highwind's large windows. It cast a glowing halo around him, illuminating his flaxen hair and highlighting the tone of his skin.

He looked like an angel and this observation was not lost upon the owner of the glowing eyes that watched him from the shadows of the door way secretly. The eyes that watched Cid's muscles ripple and shift under his blue shirt. The eyes that marveled the sharpness of Cid's clear blue eyes as the sun hit them before they fluttered shut. The eyes that gazed hungrily as the defined chin tilted to expose the slim throat that begged to be caressed with tooth and tongue. The eyes that closed and disappeared into the darkness.


The members of AVALANCHE stepped off the Highwind and into the cool mountain air of Kalm. Cloud relaxed and breathed in as much as he could before raising his voice to hand out supply assignments to his teammates.

-Yuffie had been assigned to get the materia. She was probably the best one for the job. She had ran off as soon as she received her supply assignment dragging a somber-faced Nanaki with her. She could go get material later, right now she had the most wonderfully wicked idea.

'To the costume shop.' She thought with a gleeful smile on her face.


Cid had been sent to go get whatever little parts or upgrades he needed for the Highwind. Not that he needed to be told that, having always kept his baby in tip-top shape. After grabbing a few small parts from a mechanics shop, he stopped at a quaint looking tea shop for a few basic necessities.

After exiting the store with his purchases in hand, Cid started walking with all intentions of going back to his ship and enjoying a cup of tea. That is, until he heard a voice calling softly that stopped him in his tracks.

"Hey, you there." The voice whispered. Cid ignored the beckon, it was a busy day in the market place, and the voice could be calling for anyone.

"You there with the blue shirt." The voice hissed. Still unconvinced, Cid shrugged his shoulders and started to walk away from the little tea shop once again. That is until…

"HEY, BLONDE OLD MAN WITH THE BLUE SHIRT, GOGGLES, AND THE CANCER STICKS! THE ONE THAT PILOTS A PLANE AND SMELLS REALLY BAD! CIIIIIIID!" The voice screeched now, shattering the eardrums of several people in the vicinity. Cid could feel hundreds of eyes on him, staring and making it perfectly clear to him that he was the one being called.

Cid hurried over to the direction the voice came, afraid whoever it was would cause even more of a fuss. Right next to the tea shop in a small alleyway, was a suspicious looking table that held a crystal ball and at it, sat a wrinkly old woman with a shawl covering her head. But more importantly, Cid thought as he stomped over to her, was that that bitch hag had no right to call him old of all things.

"What the hell do you want, you hag?" Cid demanded. He was all for being kind to the elderly but not if the elderly were rude old hags who insulted him in front of hundreds of people and kept him from drinking his tea.

"Why hello, sir. Might you like your fortune told?" The hag said in a low, rickety, broken voice. Much unlike the voice that had screamed to him only a few moments ago.

"Not really." Cid replied stiffly and turned to go, but was stopped by an unusually strong grip on his wrist, preventing his leave. "But why not?" She asked. "It's free of charge, and besides, what could it hurt? It looks to me like you need your fortune told." She tugged on his wrist several times to emphasize her point.

It had become clear to Cid at this point that the old hag wasn't going to let go until he got his fortune told. So he sat down in the chair across from her, in front of the crystal ball. The old woman released her tight grip on his wrist and started to move her hands over the crystal ball. Then she started to hum and closed her eyes while Cid just rolled his and crossed his arms, clearly not convinced.

Until the crystal ball started to glow brightly. Cid was a little startled, but did not let it show on his face, there was no need to humor the old hag.

"I see…," She started, "I see confusion and difficulties in your love life. But, I see resolution in your strife. A love-filled future for you, I do see. But you must head to your ship immediately. Head there and wait for this step is dire, the first to come after you, is thy true secret admirer."

Cid stared a bit numbly at the old woman. She cracked open one eye and peered at him cautiously. "Well, you heard me." She said. "What the hell are you still doing here?"

Cid stood and left hurrying to the Highwind, feeling stupid, but maybe a little hopeful. Though he did not notice that the table and the old fortune teller he had just left seconds ago, was not there anymore.


Vincent Valentine had left the Highwind and the other members of AVALANCHE to gather polish for his claw and supplies for his guns. It was a busy day in the marketplace of Kalm and even in the early morning, the streets were crowded with eager shoppers and tourists. Vincent was notibly uncomfortable with large crowds of people. Even in a group of misfits like AVALANCHE, he stuck out like a sore thumb. 'Our even a sharp, golden one.' He thought wryly as he took the back alleys through the town, hoping to avoid the crowds of people.

He was passing through an alleyway on the way to the weapons shop when he felt someone tug at his cloak. Spinning swiftly, while whipping out his gun fro its holster on his hip, Vincent readied himself to shoot a hole through the head of whoever had the audacity t-

"Might you like your fortune told, sir?" It was just an elderly woman, and Vincent had the decency to flush with embarrassment. He had been about to shoot a sweet old lady. Vincent stammered out a quick apology.

"Think nothing of it. Happens all the time." She waved off his apologies while leading him by his cloak to a clothed table in the middle of the alley. "You can make it up to me by having your fortune told, free of charge. How's that sound?" She asked this while already pushing Vincent into a chair at the table; he hardly needed to have answered. She sat across from him at the table, an overly garnished crystal ball separating them.

The old woman closed her eyes and raised her hands, humming as the crystal ball started to glow. Vincent sat, respectably silent as the fortune teller began her litany. "I see…" she said. "… great misfortune in thy past. Tis noble for thee, to start anew. This old woman is sure, that this new love will last. For you need it, the both of you. Hark and go to the pretty ship of the sky. There, thy blonde lover waits with love-filled eyes."

The old woman cracked open a single eye that came to rest on Vincent. "Well..." she said. "Ya gonna go get him or what? Cause you gotta leave right now." Vincent stood and thanked the old woman for her service before leaving the alley and heading for the Highwind.

But not before going to the weapons shop. The old woman was nice enough, but that didn't mean he believed her. She had rhymed her fortune, for Gaia's sake. It was clearly all smoke and mirrors, one could not really tell the future. She had probably told that same fortune to a dozen of her customers. And Vincent refused to be that poor desperate sap that fell for it. He did not notice, however, that the old woman and her crystal ball were no longer there.


Yuffie Kisaragi was not a happy camper. She was tired of Kalm. Everyone there was a dumba$$. Like they had never seen a fortune teller before.

Instead of getting her precious materia, she had taken a detour to the costume shop, with Nanaki of course. She'd bought her costume and dragged Nanaki with her to the empty ladies room at the back of the store and locked the door, so he could facilitate her game of dressup.

A young, beautiful ninja had walked into the store, and an ugly old fortune teller had walked out. This was going to be the most fun she had ever had. She set up at the entrance of an alleyway next to the tea shop that Cid was most likely going to visit, and forced Nanaki under the table so he could light up the fake crystal ball with his tail.

By the time the old man had gotten out of the tea shop, the table had almost been burned to the ground twice by Nanaki and Yuffie had told dozens of fortunes. In fact, she was still with some bozo when she had spotted the old man. Some idiot who had come crying to her about his fear of abandonment and just wouldn't leave. He had been kicked (quite literally)out of her chair the second the old man came out into the open.

Getting the old man into her chair had been harder than Yuffie would have liked, but when she had him right where she wanted him, she was determined to make her fortune believable. Yuffie closed her eyes and made all appropriate fortune telling noises and gestures, nudging Nanaki under the table with her foot to get the special effects going and told the rhyme she had prepared in an old lady voice.

As soon as the old man left, Yuffie took off to the gun store with Nanaki in tow, while a hundred eyes watched her speed away, clearly amazed at the speed of the supposed old woman.

Vincent hadn't been nearly as hard but probably way more skeptical. Again, the same idiot with his fear of abandonment had somehow found her in a different alley by the weapons shop. She flashed her conformer around a few times with a grin filled with bloodlust and the man ran away.

Spotting Vincent, she grabbed his attention by grabbing his cloak. Couldn't say she wasn't afraid for her life when he pulled his gun on her, but the apologetic attitude that followed was played to her advantage. After Vincent left, Yuffie grabbed Nanaki and ran into the woods, towards the Highwind, removing her wig and scrubbing at her makeup as she went.

After all that she had went through, she wanted to see Cid and Vincent fall in love and then everyone would thank her for her interference, even Nanaki. As the Highwind came into view, Yuffie boarded and found a nice hiding spot for a quick catnap before her moment of triumph.


Cid had arrived to his beloved plane and instead of heading straight to his room , as per usual, he found a place to sit by the entrance and wait to see if the old hag's fortune came true. He'd waited for about fifteen minutes with no visiters before hearing footsteps approach the plane. This was it he thought almost excitedly. The expression on his face changed when he saw who walked on to the plane. It was…


Vincent Valentine had eventually returned to the Highwind after his meeting with the old fortune teller. But he didn't really believe her, did he? As he approached the Highwind, he steeled himself, determined not to get his hopes up. He hadn't really put any faith in the old woman's fortune, but still it never hurt to try. This was it, he thought as he stepped onto the ship. The expression on his normally stoic face changed, however, when he saw…


AHHHH! Super double cliffhanger technique. Highfive! Anyone? Anyone? No? Okay. Don't worry cause I have already started the next chapter. Please ignore what the sign next to my zoo cage says, you are very much allowed to feed the authoress. With reviews, of course! Questions? Concerns? Worries? Just Ask! See you next time! ~NsBd