A/N: Ugh, I've been having a major spell of writer's block. At least with this story. I hope this chapter turned out okay. I didn't particularly like it, but there was no way I could get around it. Hopefully, it's better than what I think it is. I wish it wasn't so short though.

I hope you enjoy it regardless. And tell me what you think. :) Next chapter will be longer, I promise. lol

Disclaimer: I don't own Final Fantasy VII or any of its characters.

Chapter Four

The city of Edge was alive and bustling. Vincent stood on the side of the street, watching the cars and pedestrians going by. Horns honked loudly, people talked to one another as they went about their daily business. The sounds of the city at its height of traffic filled his ears, luckily drowning out the noise of Yuffie chatting beside him.

The young ninja was talking to him about something, but half way through their walk here, he had stopped listening. He had only one thing on his mind, and that was getting to Seventh Heaven. Afterward, he would go straight to the WRO. He only hoped he could leave the Wutai girl with the rest of his friends.

He started walking again, when there was a break enough in the traffic for him to pass. Yuffie was right behind him, the two of them quickly crossing the street and approaching the familiar bar.

"Are you even listening to me?" Yuffie asked, as someone exited the building, just as they were entering.

"Sorry, I wasn't," he replied rather honestly. He held the door open for the young woman, as she stared at him flatly, before going inside. He followed her, stepping into Seventh Heaven's welcoming atmosphere.

The seats were filled, men and women both enjoying the drinks and the service this place brought. He looked around at all the customers; he didn't come here often enough to know if any of them were regulars, if this much service was normal. He didn't particularly like being around so many people, but he figured it couldn't be helped. They weren't paying any attention to him anyway. He was just another customer, as far as they were concerned.

He approached the bar along side of Yuffie, offering a smile as Tifa lifted her head from under the bar. She greeted them both with her usual smile, sliding a glass in front of Vincent and filling it.

"Good to see you again, Vincent," she said.

"Likewise."

Another drink was placed in front of Yuffie, and Vincent wondered if that was a good idea.

"Is Cloud around?" he asked, deciding to forget about Yuffie. He had more important things to worry about anyway.

"Yeah, he's in his office. Let me get him for you." Tifa stepped away from the bar, leaving it unattended as she headed up the stairs. He waited for a long minute, tapping his metal finger against the countertop, fearful that any moment Yuffie would start talking again.

He was relieved when Tifa finally came back down, the blond man following close behind her. Cloud offered him a smile as he approached the bar, taking the seat on his other side.

"Great, you're here," Yuffie said, speaking before anyone else could, "Would you mind telling Vincent how insane he's gone?" she asked Cloud.

The blonde lifted his brow, his gaze shifting between the two. Vincent shook his head softly.

"He's not insane," Tifa replied.

Yuffie stared at her flatly, and Vincent decided it was best to ignore her.

"The three of them are at the church," Vincent informed Cloud, "I'm going to meet Reeve, I was wondering if you can keep an eye on them while I'm gone."

Cloud nodded. "Of course."

"Hopefully I won't be gone too long."

Vincent's attention was taken from Cloud when he saw Shelke descending the stairs. A smile was immediately on her face when she noticed Vincent, and she made her way around the counter, standing at Tifa's side. She was nearly the other woman's height, looking older than when he had last seen her. She seemed a little older every time he came around, and he could only hope that eventually her body would catch up with her age.

"Hello, Vincent." she said.

"Hello, Shelke."

The air within the church was warm and fresh. The breeze came through the open spaces, rustling his silver hair as he sat there patiently on the pew. He was slouched forward, his hands together, thumbs absently playing with one another. The day was waning into twilight, and Kadaj wondered how long he would have to wait there.

He glanced over at his brothers, both so quiet. Yazoo laid on his back in the patch of flowers, just beside the pool of water. His hand was hanging over the edge, his fingers sifting through the water as he stared up at the sky. Kadaj wasn't sure what he was thinking, wondered if it was even his place to know. Kadaj could tell this place was important to him, in ways he never explained.

Loz was only a few feet away from Yazoo, going through the flowers and picking out the prettiest ones. Kadaj shook his head, wondering what happened to his elder brother.

The noise of an approaching engine pulled them all from their quiet state. Yazoo and Loz lifted their heads, while Kadaj rose from his seat and made his way to the door. A smile graced his face when he saw the approaching bike, and the man who was riding it.

Cloud brought Fenrir to a gradual halt before the building. Kadaj watched as he dismounted and made his way over to him, an unsure smile on his lips.

Kadaj felt something inside him stirring, a dark part of him he was trying to ignore. He ignored the thoughts entering his mind, the deep voice that spoke in menacing tones. Perfect, isn't it? it mocked.

A/N: I hope I don't make it sound like Vincent hates Yuffie or anything. :/

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