Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Getting the Girl ❯ I'll Help You Get Her, Vincent: Cid's Try ( Chapter 1 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Getting the Girl

by BikoNeko/PokeSqrt

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Disclaimer: Final Fantasy 7 and all its characters do not

belong to me.

Author's Note: Well, this is my first FF7 fic ever. It's a

Vincent Valentine and Tifa Lockhart fic. I just love them as

a couple and I decided to write this lil' fic. It's a strange

fic but that's what I like so there. I don't remember every

single detail of the game so if you find anything that doesn't

make sense, don't complain. It might be out of character so

I've warned you... Oh, and I'm gonna warn you about Cid.

I'm not even gonna talk about the language. If Cid's there,

you know what to expect. I just hope you enjoy.

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PART 1 I'll Help You Get Her, Vincent: Cid's Try

"Hey, Vinny-boy," Cid said, "C'mere and see this."

Vincent hesitated for a moment and then approached Cid.

"..." He looked at the magazine in Cid's hands and backed

away. "What in the world is wrong with you?! You have

Shera!!!"

Cid laughed maniacally. "So what?"

Vincent stared at him exasperatedly. Every time Shera

was out, Cid would go and read his magazines. And

sometimes, he would go and try to get him to look at

them.

Vincent sighed. "Just leave me alone. I don't want to get

involved with you and your strangeness."

"You're really boring, ya know that? C'mon, if you're

gonna be living with me then the least you could do is go

and be a fun guy! Don't you go and get drunk? Don't you

go and look at girls? Don't you go and smoke? Don't you

go and do anything but be a sad, boring guy???!!!"

Vincent just stared at him. Why did he even go and

bother talking to Cid? He was just a strange pilot who

was constantly trying to make him the same. Living

under the same roof as him was definitely a pain. But

what choice did he have? Yuffie was traveling all the

time, Barret was busy enough trying to take care of

himself and Marlene... How about Cloud and Tifa? Cloud

and Tifa... Why would they want him? He would just be

a burden to them. It was obvious they would end up

together. He didn't want to interfere with their budding

relationship.

Cid and Shera were the only ones he could go to. He

considered going back to the Shinra Mansion but he just

couldn't. He decided to go back when he was ready but

it wasn't time yet. Cid and Shera had insisted on him

staying with them countless times. It sounded like a good

idea at first but then Cid started bothering him. It was

really getting annoying. Red XIII? Maybe. Yes. Maybe he

could go with Red XIII. Later on. But now, he really

needed a break from Cid.

"I'm going to take a bath," Vincent declared as he

walked away.

"Wait!!!" Cid called out. "Let's have some beer first!!!"

Vincent ignored him and left.

"Yo, Vin," Cid called out as he peeked into Vincent's

room. 'Cheh. Must still be taking a bath.'

He spotted Vincent's clothes on a chair. But something

else caught him eye... It was Vincent's weapon, Death

Penalty.

'What do we have here?' Cid thought devilishly. He

looked around. 'Vincent's not here... What he doesn't

know can't hurt him...'

He put on Vincent's cape and took his gun. 'Looks

better up close.'

He pointed the gun at the door. "Ha ha ha! I am

Vincent, the most boring guy in the world! HA HA!!!"

He examined the gun. 'Hmm... Wonder how this thing

works...'

He put his finger on the trigger. 'I wonder...'

"What are you doing?"

"AHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!" Cid yelled as he accidentally pulled

the trigger and missed Vincent's head by a mere

millimeter.

Vincent stared down at Cid in surprise with a towel

in his dark, wet hair. Cid stared back with a look of

pure terror in his baby blue eyes.

"V-V-V-Vincent..." Cid stuttered. "I-I-I-I-I..."

"What," Vincent began, "what were you doing with my

gun?"

Cid gulped. He quickly took off Vincent's cape and stood

up. "I-I didn't do nothing!!!"

Vincent stared at him blankly before picking up his

cape and took his gun from Cid's trembling hand. Cid

watched, still in terror, as Vincent finished drying his hair

and got into his bed.

"I'm going to sleep," Vincent said. "Do you mind turning

off the light before you go?"

Cid gulped. "S-S-S-Sure..."

"Good morning, Vincent," Shera greeted. Vincent nodded

in response. Cid obviously was still terrified of what Vincent

might do to him. The pilot just sat there, silent.

Shera finished washing the dishes and wiped her hands.

"I'll be going out for a while. You can just help yourself to

breakfast if you'd like, Vincent."

She ruffled Cid's hair. "I'll see you later," she said as she

walked out the door.

The look on Cid's face was more terrified than ever. Vincent

stared at him blankly.

"..."

"... *gulp*"

"..."

"..."

"What were you doing with my gun last night?"

"UWAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Cid had fallen off his chair. He glanced back up at Vincent

and got up. "I-I didn't do nothing!!!"

"You almost killed me."

"O...kay... But I didn't do nothing!!!"

"..."

Cid gulped. "Well..." he began, "how 'bout this? I help you

get Tifa and you don't go and kill me."

Vincent backed away in surprise. "Wh-What are you talking

about?!"

"You know what I'm talking about. You're in love with Tifa."

Vincent turned away. "You're probably drunk again."

"I know how you can get it on with her..."

Vincent started to walk away. Cid followed him.

"This plan is foolproof," Cid said. "Guaranteed that she'll

be in your bed in no time!"

"..."

"C'mon! I ain't gonna tell no one!"

"..."

"Would you rather have that bastard have her?!"

Vincent stopped. "Cloud?"

"Yep. You don't know what horrible things he's gonna do to

her!!!"

"..."

"You can't let her be treated like that! Especially when she's

in love with you!"

"..."

"I ain't talking shit, Vincent! She's really into you!"

"How would you know?"

"Well...I, uh... I just do! So you want my help or not?

You just gonna let that son of a bitch get her? Think about it,

Vinny-boy! This is for your own good and hers!"

"W-Well...if it's for her own good...if that'll make her happy..."

"Atta boy! Here's what you gotta do..."

"I'm afraid you'll have to stay with Vincent for the night,"

Shera told Tifa. "There are two beds there and I'm sure Vincent

won't mind, would you, Vincent?"

Vincent just shook his head in response. Actually, he was

quite glad that one of the most beautiful women he had ever

met was to stay in the same room as him for one night. Not like

he enjoyed it that much, but is was quite flattering.

"I really appreciate it," Tifa said, flashing one of her famous

smiles. "Especially on such short notice."

"And you, Cloud," Shera said, "You can sleep in Cid's bed."

"WHAT???!!!" Cid exclaimed. Shera shot him an evil glare. He

cleared his throat. "Uh...uh, I meant to say, 'Sure!!! That'd be

great!!!' Uh...uh...ehehe..."

Tifa stifled a yawn. "It's getting pretty late. I think I'll go

take a shower and then go to bed. Is that okay?"

"Sure," Shera said. "Go ahead. I think we should all go to

bed now."

"That doesn't sound half bad," Cloud said. He, Shera and

Tifa stood up and left the room.

"Okay, Vin," Cid said, "You know what to do?"

Vincent nodded. The two men stood up and headed for

their rooms.

"Oh!" Tifa gasped as she entered the room. Vincent looked

up then turned away when he saw that only a towel was

covering her bare body.

"I didn't realize that you were going to be here," Tifa

said as a blush crept up her cheeks. "If I had known, I

would've changed in the bathroom. I-I'll just get my clothes."

Tifa gathered her clothes and left. As soon as she was out,

Vincent opened the side table drawer and took out a bottle

of the liquid Cid had given him.

(flashback)

"Just give this to her and she'll go for you," Cid said. "Nothing

can stop you from getting her."

He handed Vincent a bottle.

"What is this?" Vincent asked.

"Oh, just a lil' this and that..."

"It looks like some sort of liquor."

"Uh...well... Oh, who cares?! It works damn well! Liquor

or not!"

(end flashback)

Vincent looked at the bottle in his hand. 'Do I really

want to get her this way?'

"Hi again, Vincent," Tifa greeted as she came in again. She

had a brush in her hand. She stood in front of the mirror

and brushed her long, chocolate colored locks. Vincent

found himself unable to stop staring at her. She stopped

and turned around. "You okay?"

Vincent nodded in reply. She smiled and set the brush

down on a table.

"I hope you don't mind that I sleep too early or whatever,"

she said, "but I didn't get a wink of sleep last night. Lately,

it's been so hard to fall asleep. It's just that...Cloud..." She

shook her head. "No. No, it's nothing. Nothing you would like

to hear, at least."

"If you do not wish to talk about it, I can understand."

"N-No. No, it's nothing important."

"If you'd like..." He held up the bottle. "I-If you'd like, I

could let you have some of this...sleeping aid..."

"Really? What is it?"

"It helps you get to sleep quickly. It works well."

"Um...sure, why not?"

Vincent poured some of the liquid into a glass and handed it

to Tifa. Tifa gladly accepted it and she drank it.

"I shall let you rest," Vincent said a few moments later when

he didn't see any change. He headed towards the door but

then was pulled back in and thrown onto his bed by Tifa.

She looked down at him lustfully. Vincent stared at her in

shock but as Tifa leaned in closer to him, his face got warmer.

Tifa cupped Vincent's face as she leaned in closer and

closer. Vincent's breathing increased its pace as Tifa's chest

pressed against his. Their lips were dangerously close and

the distance between them was getting smaller and smaller.

Tifa closed her eyes as their lips were almost touching. Vincent

stared at her, waiting for what would happen. Closer, closer...

"Hm?"

Vincent looked down as Tifa lay beside him sleeping.

"That bastard..." Vincent whispered to himself. "He didn't

realize it worked 'damn well' as a sleeping potion... I'm going

to kill him."

He watched Tifa sleeping. She looked so peaceful. Like an

angel...

"I'll kill him later..."

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Looks like Cid isn't much help to Vincent! Maybe a girl

would know more...

The next chapter: I'll Help You Get Her, Vincent: Yuffie's Try