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Disclaimer:I don't own Final Fantasy VII or any of its characters. This is only a fan story written by an adoring fan of the Vincent & Yuffie paring!
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Chapter Seven
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Getting into the castle was no problem at all. To that day, the group able to save their world from Sephiroth and Deepground was worshiped on levels of near godhood. It wasn't something they paraded around, but it was an advantage they could afford to take hold. No matter how great most saw them, there were always a few odd ones in the bunch wanting to take them down.
"You do not have a meeting set to see the king," a strong man covered in muscles and armor said with a back as straight as a tree.
"But we carry valuable information about his wife," Cloud said holding back fine details. They would not utter too much until King Fujisha was in front of them.
"Miss Yuffie is dead," the soldier said with a glare. "It is blasphemy to utter false claims to us and give us unwanted hope."
"And who gave you the facts to her death?" Cloud asked ready to take on the stubborn man.
"King Fujisha told us all about her death."
"Oh?" Cloud asked and gave his head a tilt of wonder. "How did she die?"
"They were in the car when the driver passed out from lack of sleep we presume. When they were headed over the cliff off the road, our king jumped out of the back passenger door," the man said with a smile of pride. It was almost as if he were a father bragging about his son.
Cloud smiled and bobbed his head. "I know when I'm thrown into a situation of death I think about only myself and to hell with my wife." He looked over to Cid. "What do you say to that?"
"To hell with the b #$%!" Cid yelled in a false form of agreement. If Shera heard his words he would be missing out on dinner for a week. Hopefully, the words didn't get around.
The gentleman's eyebrows pulled together and he shook his head. "No. No, our king did all he could to save our queen. He would not be so heartless!"
"Jerald, what is going on out there?" Derran asked as he walked through the large doors. He froze as he met the eyes of the men from Avalanche standing in his home. His precious home felt much weaker than it ever had before with the eyes of the men placed upon him. "Ah, good day gentlemen. What brings you into my home?"
"They say they have news about the queen," Jerald said looking to his king with obvious hope in his eyes. He was one of their followers with his loyalty tied tightly to Yuffie's side. A relationship Derran always had to battle to stand above. "Do you wish to hear what they have to say?"
"But of course," Derran said. "Come with me, friends. We can have a private meeting in the dining hall. Jerald, gather some drinks for our friends while we talk."
Derran opened the doors to the hall and held his arm out for the group of men to enter. They walked into the room and meet one another's eyes. Something did not feel right. He was being too easy and too kind about all of this. If Yuffie's words were true, Derran would not be so happy about Yuffie's survival. A click sounded as the door was locked behind them.
"So, the idiot survived?" he asked and walked over to a corner of the room. "Such a high fall. I thought for sure I was out of it."
"You admit to attempted murder, then?" Cloud asked standing tall against Derran's relaxed form.
"Yeah, yeah," he waved his hands as if there were a fly buzzing in his face. "What are you going to do about it?"
"All we ask is for you to admit to her surviving and stepping down from your position as king," Cloud said. "Yuffie would like an official separation from you as her husband."
"Ha!" Derran threw his arms in the air. "She can't rule this land on her own! And even if she could she's too much of an idiot to handle it all! She has the mindset of a child! No one can put up with that for too long!"
"I can and I will," Vincent said stepping forward next to Cloud.
Derran eyed Vincent up and down with a knowing smile. "The famous Vincent Valentine. I have heard about you and Yuffie sure spoke about you as if you were able to walk on the sun. I thought you would be a problem in the beginning, but Wutai must be run by a man full of Wutai in his blood."
"My mother grew up in Wutai and met my father in the place, as well. I was born and raised here," Vincent said and rolled his eyes. "Paperwork wasn't well kept back then, but I'm sure records could be found if the matter is really that large of a problem. Step down from your lead, Derran and give Yuffie back her life."
"I will not!" Derran yelled. He held a short knife and slammed it into the wall beside him and sirens sounded through the castle. Shouts were heard and in a short time the dining hall's door were busted down. Derran fell to his knees and pretended to cower in fear. "Help! These fools are trying to kill me!"
The soldiers prepared to attack the men standing around the king. They charged forward and continued their attack on the men. Even if they were from the famous heroes of their land their loyalties would always remain alongside their kings. Swords clashed and guns were fired. Shouts gave out commands while more men charged into the room. It was a losing battle for the old friends until an almost forgotten growl reached their ears.
"Shit," Cloud grumbled as he looked over his shoulder to where Vincent skin was beginning to glow. "Guys, you better back off!"
Another growl sounded along with the full transformation of Hellmasker. It had been a long time since this demon appeared for them. Usually, the beast was the one to jump in first these days. The men fighting against Vincent did what they could to run away before they were hit by the monster's chainsaw. He growled once again and turned his eyes to the main target they were after.
"GET OVER HERE!" he shouted in a grumbled tone of anger and power. The monster smirked as Derran could only shake where he stood. "IF YOU DIDN'T WANT TO FIGHT YOU SHOULD HAVE JUST GIVEN UP! COME ON!"
Cloud had to close his eyes as Hellmasker charged forward with his chainsaw straight into Derran's chest. He knew it wasn't a matter of Vincent failing to take over the beast's control. It was simply a matter of Vincent finally agree with the actions the monster was choosing to take. Vincent wanted Derran dead as much as his own demon. A dark path to continue walking if Vincent wasn't careful.
"Vincent," Cloud said. Hellmasker turned around with his glare softening only a tad at the familiarity to Cloud's face. "Let him come back to us. You've defeated the main source of the problem."
"OH, THE PROBLEM IS NOT YET DONE, MY FRIEND. OH NO," he chuckled deep in his throat. "THE PROBLEM WILL NEVER BE OVER FOR VALENTINE."
Vincent's body collapsed on the floor as it took on his human form. His clothing was ripped and torn to shreds. The soldiers looked around and yelled in fear as they ran from the room. Their king was dead and order would fall apart in a matter of time. It wasn't going to be pretty, but everything needed to be sorted out as soon as possible.
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"You killed him?" Yuffie asked and glared at Vincent. She held no intentions of returning as a wife to the man she was married to, but she did not want him dead. That was a fate much worse than what she wished for him. "Why did you kill him?"
Vincent only gave a slight flinch as Yuffie beat the table she sat in front of. "Hellmasker took over and I couldn't do much about it."
"You filthy liar!" Yuffie yelled. "I know for a fact you gained some control over those things the moment Chaos was removed." Vincent watched her mind race around as she grumbled under her breath. "Oh, you are so not getting out of this one!"
"I know," Vincent said and looked down to his shoes. "I'll do what I need to do and go see the court today."
"Oh, no," Yuffie said as her eyes glared at him with a smirk on her lips. "We are going to the court's office, but not for the reason you think. We are going to get the papers to state you are my husband and I am going to torture you. You want to act all high and mighty? Oh, I'll show you high and mighty! Let's go!"
Vincent rolled his eyes and smiled as he pushed his fiancé out of the hospital. As she grumbled through the garage about his immature behavior her fingers fiddled with the chain from his gun in her hands. The first promise he gave to her in their new life together.
"You should be lucky when you think about it."
"How so?" he asked as he placed her into the place to fly them to Wutai.
"We could be having a big, fancy wedding in front of all the people!" Yuffie said with an evil tint to her eyes.
"If you wanted," he said and shook his head. "If it keeps you around then I might be able to put up with it."
Yuffie rolled her eyes and shook her head. "I've been here for ages, Vinnie."
"No," he leaned forward and kissed her nose. "You've kept yourself hidden for ages behind some snotty princess. I didn't like her all that much."
"What are you-?"
Her question was ended with a quick touch of their lips. The kiss became more heated as their mouths opened and tongues chose to dance together. It wasn't going to be easy leading with Yuffie by his side, but he couldn't see it working any other way.
"What are we going to do about the murder situation?" Yuffie asked leaning back a bit to speak the worries.
"My queen can punish me after we're married," he said pulled her head in to tease her with a slow lick across her lips. "I think it's going to be a very heated discussion."
Yuffie sat in shock as Vincent placed his hands on the controls to fly them away. She moved back into her seat slowly and was the quietest she had ever been. A large amount of shock with a building amount of passion sent her body on a pulsing ride. It was going to be an exciting life being Mrs. Vincent Valentine.
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So what did you think of the ending? Wasn't sure if I was really going to wrap it up here, but that was the best way for it to play out. Kind of quick, but kind of worked. Lovey and cute and stuff! Yay Yuffie and Vincent! Love, love, love! Tell me what you think!
I'm going to try and put a bit more work towards my own pieces I plan to publish in the future. I have two, tiny books out there. My dream to become a great author is in the works. But I may drop a new story every now and again. Don't worry too much!