Chapter 1: Introductions

“Vincent, where’s my hairspray?!”
Hi! My name’s Kim Amaterasu. You won’t remember me from any of those Midgar tales and folklores, but that’s because I’m one of those less important ex-SOLDIERs that “vanished” with ShinRa Inc. Except I didn’t vanish. Mr. Valentine, or Vincent if you’re already familiar with the man, saved me from the rubble of what was ShinRa Headquarters. And that’s why now you’ll find me wherever he is.
“Vincent!” I yelled through the small opening in my bathroom door.
“Will you… shut… up…” Vincent rolled over in our bed to face away from where I was beckoning him. “If you honestly think I know where your hairspray is, you really don’t know me at all…”
I rolled my eyes as I walked past the side of the bed.
“Well fine, whatever,” I picked up my purse and headed for the doorway, but a man standing in my way soon blocked it.
“No ‘Good Morning’ kiss today, Miss Ama?” Cid placed his hands on his hips as if to mimic me.
“It’ll be Mrs. Valentine to you soon, Mr. Highwind.”
“God damn, I still can’t believe yur gettin’ married,” Cid sighed trying to emphasize his artificial sadness. “I always thought it’d be me and you to th’ alter…”
“You should really stop having those dreams, Cid,” I patted his shoulder as I walked by. “We never had a chance. You know that.”
“Plus, you’re almost 20 years older…” Vincent mumbled into his pillow.
“I wouldn’t be yackin’, Mister Immortal,” Cid spit into his handkerchief. “You oughta be hittin’, what, 60 somethin’ at LEAST this year…”
“I’m not immortal…” Vincent grumbled. “I just didn’t age for 30 years…”
“What dif’rence does it make, huh?” Cid laughed.
“Uh, guys, as much as I’d like to hear you argue about your little fairy tales, I gotta go. Otherwise I’ll be late,” I glanced down at my watch. “Let Yuffie know I left already. Can you do that Cid?”
“Ahh, whatever,” he sighed. “This here’s the last time, Jesus Christ.”
“Thank you kindly, Mr. Highwind,” I pulled myself up to his face and kissed his cheek. “You two have a good day!”

Cid and Vincent stared at each other in awe.
“I guess I’m not good enough anymore,” Vincent sighed as he stared at the ceiling.
“Nah, you just need to watch your God damn mouth.” Cid said as he walked through the door. “Stop being such a god damn pessimist and show that girl your lovin’ side!”
“ …Never say that again,” Vincent mumbled as he fought to keep himself from smiling. “Now get the Hell out so I can get ready for work.”
“You know, you’re not such a bad guy Vincent,” Cid laughed as he walked through the door. “You just need to get your head out of your ass!”
“Shut up,” Vincent slammed the bedroom door shut.
“You know you’re almost an hour late, right?!” Cid yelled through the door. “Better move your ass if you know what’s right!”
“I could care less,” Vincent yelled back. “They need me there. Not to mention my boss is scared shitless of me.”