Your Mine

A/N: Sorry for taking so long to update my pc fucked up and lost everything, got a new pc and hopefully I will update regularly.
And thank to my two reviewers An Onymus and hune this chapter is for you.


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It was a slow day 1:00 clock to be exact, and Tifa had gotten no calls, no guests, nothing. She put the book she was trying to read down, she must have read the first two scentences more then a dozen times by now, no matter how much she tried to distract herself the need to be pleasured grew stronger and stronger. Maybe I need some 'me time' it's to bad I dont have a vibrator or something, she thought.

Tifa had got up to put the book away, when she heard a knock at the front door. Walking back into the bar she saw a familiar red cloak, a smile lit up her face and ran to open the door. Once the door was open she dove into the tall mans arms. He hugged her back with a smile on his face that she would never see. After saving the planet Tifa and Vincent had become close friends she told him pretty much everything, except the past they never talked about the past; she had asked him why he never asked her questions about her past, he told her 'whats happend has happend no point in trying to change something or bring something up that has happend so long ago deal with it and move on I have."

"Happy to seen me?"

"God yes! Come in, you have no idea how bored I am."

Vincent sat down in the corner booth; his ears twitched at the sound of the door being locked and eyed Tifa curiously as she headed towards him and sat down in the chair across from his.
They sat in silence for what seemed like forever, Vincent staring Tifa down and Tifa glancing up at him then quickly looking away as her cheeks turned red.
Tifa mind was racing a mile a minute various dirty scenarios popping up into her head involving Vincent Tifa and a bar table, getting more embaressed one part of her prayed he couldnt read minds and the other part prayed he could. Vincent broke Tifa's thoughts as he ended the silence with a question.

"How have you been?"

Tifa hesitantly paused before answering

".... Good, good. And yourself?"

He raised an eyebrow with a questioning look

"What?"

"You hesitated, you can talk to me you know, you look tired is that why you arent opening the bar?"

"Gee thanks"

"What?"

"Telling somebody they look tired is a nice way a saying they look like shit."

"You look pretty even when your looking tired."

"... ....."

"So why arent you going to open up shop?"

"I'm taking some time off, I think I deserve a break."

"And you should you do so much for everyone and never ask for anything in return. What will you be doing now that you have closed the bar?"

"I havent really thought about it."

"Fair enough. So whats been going on with you? How are things with Cloud?"

"I dont know whats up with Cloud I havent heard from him in long time. And myself I was busy with the bar and I been having these dreams."

Vincent smiled to himself when Tifa had said she and Cloud werent together; Vincent had feeling the pang of lonelyness for a while now and had a crush on Tifa from there first meeting and since Cloud didnt want Tifa in that way now he wasnt going to miss his chance.

"What sort of dreams?"

Tifa turned beat red as she looked Vincent in the eye

"Dont be embarassed you know you can tell me anything."

"It is really strange I can feel everything that happens in the dream..."

"What happens in the dream?"

"Umm... Well I am sixteen years old again and I am in my bedroom... a hotel bedroom I think... its candlelit and a man enters, his face is a blur but he seems so familiar to me I just cant place where I know him from. Then he gets into the bed with me andwehavehotpassionatesex."

"I'm sorry I didnt catch that last part?"

"We have hot passionate sex. There you happy now?"

Tifa leaned on the table and buried her head in her hands. Vincent stared at her for a moment not liking this new found jealousy but placed a hand on hers and stroked it gently

"Tifa look at me."

She sat up straight to look at him

"How long have you had these dreams?"

"Every night for the past 3 weeks, it's the same guy but sometimes there is a different scenario playing out. Do you think it is my subconscious try to tell me something?"

"Tell you what excactly? That you need to have sex?"

"Whoa! De ja vu, I said the exact thing to myself this morning freaky or what?"

'Maybe I can help you with you little problem.' He smirked at this thought that entered his brain before getting back to the subject at hand.

"Back to the dreams, how do they make you feel after you wake up?"

"To be blunt, really horney. And then today when I was having a shower I swear I could feel somebody watching me but when I checked there was nobody there, and now you think Im crazy."

"I dont think your crazy. Tifa do you think they might be memories from your past?"

"... Maybe, but I dont think it has anything to do with that."

Vincent was still stroking her hand; he was still feeling jealous about the fact Tifa was having sexual encounters about some strange man who possessed her dreams

"Do you want to talk about your past?"

"No you made it quite last time you didnt want to know anything about my past!"

The minute Tifa said that she regretted it; this situation wasnt his fault he was just trying to help; she couldnt help but notice he was still stroking her hand she didnt mind that he was doing it, just that it was affecting her what with getting aroused at the smallest amount of human contact or in this case demon/human. She held his hand suddenly stoping him from touching her in that unintentional arousing way.

"Im sorry Vincent I shouldnt of said that, you've been really good to me I just havent had a good night sleep in a long time."

"Do not apologize, subject change?"

He could smell her arousal the thought of doing that to her being the cause of getting her wet mad him want her more.

"How have you been Vincent?"

"I've been the same as usual, no sexy dreams for me."

He said with a wink the blush in her cheeks rose again; that had been a lie and Vincent knew it there were sexy dreams from him but he wouldnt tell Tifa as they were about her.

"Did you call any of those girls?"

Vincent had come to the bar the weekend before to keep Tifa company and keep an eye on Reno he had been trying to get to friendly with her, and there was know way he would let him make a move on Tifa. Reno seemed to be interested in Tifa and made sure she knew that Vincent had been given at least five different girls phone numbers.

"No"

It was now or never, he was going to admit his feelings to Tifa

"Why not ?"

"Because I am interested in somebody else."

'Wait what? Since when did he like somebody? This is news to me. I guess I cant ask him for that "favour" now!' Tifa thought she had a smile on her face but inside she felt a little hurt.

"Do I know her?"

"Very well."

"Care to give me a name.... Oh wait its Yuffie right... Im right arent I?"

The look on Vincent's face was priceless when Tifa mentioned Yuffie's name. It was a cross between shocked and disgusted.
Just as he was about to tell her she was wrong and that he liked her, the phone rang.

"Oh sorry I better get that... when I get back your spilling your guts, help yourself to food or drink ok."

And with that Tifa hurried to the phone.

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A/N: Sorry for ending it like this I promise some smut in the next chapter; read and review