Leaning on You(FF7)

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"But yeah, he probably did this to Shera when he came and got the twins."

"So wait," I furrow my brows, suddenly worried. "What happened to your dad?"

"Sephiroth has him too."

"Well this is just lovely. Most of our family is kidnapped by some evil not-very-genius, and you say you forgot about it?!" Yuffie says, glaring at him.

"I told you, I..."

"No, stop making excuses. You didn't want to tell me because you were ashamed of the fact that you didn't keep the kids safe. You just dropped them off at a house and expected that person to takes care of them," she rants. "And look where that got us. Now the Highwinds have been dragged into this mess."

"Not to sound cheesy and all, but we're all kinda in this mess. Together?" Barret speaks up. Then he frowns and blinks for a second. "Wait, does that mean he was cryin?"

"Why else would he look like that?" Yuffie glares at him and he holds his hands up in defense. Geeze, she's really mad...

"I dunno, Cranky. I was just askin."

"You are both seriously asking for a punch to the face right now," she glares at both men. I almost laugh until I realize that she's dead serious.

"Why don't we go to the kitchen and I'll..." I start, trying to help the guys out.

"I can't, I have to go save my kids from a moron that thinks his mother is a thousand year old alien specimen," she seethes, shooting one last spiteful look toward Cloud before heading up the stairs and around to the corner.

"You might wanna..." I start.

"I know, I know," he sighs, following her.

"Give her some space," I finish, blinking blankly at the spot he was last seen. Moments later, more yelling ensues and a noise that rings through the cockpit loudly. Barret gives me a look and I roll my eyes.

"Did you to ever act like this?"

"Nuh-uh," he shakes his small head. "Not that she had the mind for it." I mentally slap myself for forgetting that his wife was mentally disabled. That and for bringing her up, because she died with Corel and all.

"I hope we don't," I shake my head.

"I dunno, that little drunk tantrum Vincent threw was pretty amusing."

"It was not," I roll my eyes.

One day after Vincent got home from his little adventures, he was being a total jerk and very inconsiderate of my customers, cashing a bunch to leave. Except for Barret and Cid anyway. When he told me I was being very annoying and I needed to just shut up, I lost it and locked him outside until closing. When I let him back in, he was stumbling at over the place and it still has me wondering to this day what he drank that made him so dizzy and weird. Anyway, he got inside and I told him that he needed to be on the "couch" tonight because I just needed time to cool off and he threw a temper tantrum like a five year old, stomping his foot and gettin on his knees to hug my leg. It was awful, even though Barret thought otherwise.

"It was too. Plus he knows not to take anything from Cid now."

"Wait so it was Cid's felt that he..." I break off laughing.

"Mhmm."

"I was wondering where he went."

The thoughts about Vincent bring me back to just hours before when he transformed into that... Thing, screaming for something to leave his head and that he wasn't a slave and such. There was blood everywhere, he wasn't screaming for no reason. I have a sudden urge to go see him, but right when I'm about to go find him, Cloud stumbles out of the hall, icepack on his cheek.