My Little Valentine

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A/N: Was inspired to do this by a Kingdom Hearts fic I read where Sora was chibified. It was cute, thought I'd do something like that. And NO, it's not an exact copy of the story. This one might be long. Sorry, couldn't help it. I had to write this.

"Vincent you're adorable!" -Yuffie

Chapter One: Mini Me

"Don't touch anything. This room isn't safe."

Crash

"Whoops."

"..."

Vincent turned his head as he looked at Yuffie, who had her hands behind her back, also with some shards of glass on the floor among the scattered papers and books that were on the floor. She raised her hands as she waved them in defense.

"Hey, it's not like anyone going to miss it." She said, as her boots crushed the glass into the floor walking across the shards. Vincent only sighed shaking his head solemly.

"So, Vincent why are you so concerned about finding some of your dad's work?"

There was a moment of silence, though it wasn't a surprise since Vincent didn't really talk all that much. He never talked about his past much less the present. It surprised Yuffie when he actually answered her back.

"Thought it might be a clue, to how he had died." He said, walking across the rickety creaking floor. "I was never told about how he died or much details."

"I see. What about your mother?"

"She died when I was born." He said flatly. His voice nor expression never changing.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't mean...geeze, didn't mean to ask." Yuffie felt a little bad for prying, as she didn't really mean to. She just wondered why it really concerned him. She sighed a bit to herself, wondering if Vincent was the way he was because he never really felt how a mother's care and touch was. She knew how that was.

"Vincent...I..."

"Kid quit messing around in here. Don't be wreckless."

Cid walked in with his lance over his shoulder, as he looked around interrupting her. Though, Yuffie was somewhat thankful he broke the awkward silence in the room. Vincent had asked for some assistance in recovering some old research files in the ShinRa manor. He heard a rumor that some of his father's research by be within some of these books somewhere, though he needed help and Cid and Yuffie were the only ones available. With a cigar in his mouth, Cid reached around in his pocket pulling out his lighter as he began to light his cigar.

"This place makes me so damn nervous."

"Don't...!" Vincent raised his voice, as he moved quickly over to Cid as he snatched the lighter from his hand. "There can still be unstable chemical's in this room. The slightest spark could blow up this entire room."

"Damn, can't even smoke in here. I'm ready to get the hell out of this shit hole. Can we do this in the morning, it's dark as hell in here." Cid squawked. The only source of light was from the flash light Vincent was carrying along with Yuffie's.

Yuffie walked along to the far side of the room, as a odd looking contraption on a table caught her eye. She blew the dust off of it before noticing a round yellow colorful orb sitting on top of it. Squinting a little, she shined her flashlight on it as she see that it was a piece of materia.

"What is materia doing down here? Eh, who cares. Finders keepers." She grinned, as she reached over and grabbed the orb. Suddenly, a long pole contracted out of the small box with a small nozzle pointed towards her. Yuffie was so startled that she dropped the materia on the floor. It rolling along the worn out floor and hitting Vincent's foot.

"Yuffie what are you doing?" He said, coming up behind her as turned around quickly.

"I didn't do anything. That thing just came up from that box on the table! I swear!" She yelled in defense, before Vincent pushed her aside to see what she was talking about.

"You should be careful. I told you not to touch any...ugh!"

Vincent was taken aback as the nozzle sprayed purple smoke in his face. He coughed violently, as his vision was blinded by the smoke. Stumbling backwards against the long table in the middle of the room, empty beakers, papers, and tubes fell down onto the ground as the gunman fell back against the table and onto the floor.

"Vincent! Are you all right?" Yuffie began to go to him, before Cid grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

"Don't go any closer kid. We don't know if that smoke is poisonous or not."

"But...!"

She bit her lip a little as she watched Vincent on the floor. It took 5 minutes for the smoke to finally clear along with the dust that scattered in the room. Both Cid and Yuffie were surprised to see Vincent pull himself up off the floor and look at them.

"You all right, buddy?" Cid asked, as Vincent approached them slowly.

"I think so...I don't think the smoke was poisonous. If it was, I might be immune to it." He said calmly. "I believe we are finished for tonight. We can come back in the morning."

"Fine by me. I need to get back to Shera, she's probably done cooking by now. I'll see you two tomorrow, but not at the ass crack of dawn." He said, before he left the room leaving Vincent and Yuffie alone. Yuffie stood in front of him and leaned up inspecting his face closely. She raised her hand as she opened one of his eyes wide and looked at it as she shined her flash light in it. The pupil shrunk as the light hit it. Nothing seemed wrong. Vincent only seemed slightly annoyed by the light in his eye.

"Yuffie do you 'mind'?"

"Sorry, but are you sure you're all right?"

"I'm fine. Don't concern yourself." He said, as he began to walk past her.

"Hey, where are you going?"

"To sleep."

"Oh, no you don't. Not in that stinky coffin you're not." She said, before she grabbed his right hand and pulled him out of the ruined laboratory. He looked at the back of her head as he was forcibly led down the catacombs of the ShinRa Manor. Vincent began to pull his hand back as he didn't need any assistance in leaving the mansion. His vision began to blur suddenly and gravity was beginning to weight his body down quickly. He put his left hand up to his forehead as he shook his head. Yuffie's words were jumbled and distant as she talked to him.

Mmf, what's happening to me? I feel so strange...

He didn't realize they had made it to the Inn as everything looked like shapes and shadows to him. His visioned improved slightly, as he made out Yuffie's figure and face. She was looking at him and saying something as he couldn't hear her too well.

"W...w..what...?"

He closed his eyes, his body felt heavy and he felt a tight squeeze around his heart sending a jolt of pain through his body. He fell forward into Yuffie's arms as she struggled to hold her comrade up. His head hanging over her shoulder as her arms were wrapped around his back. Her knees buckled together, as she tried to hold the gunman up.

"V...Vincent!"

She quickly dragged him over to one of the beds in the room. Yuffie was only grateful he didn't pass out while they were still in the manor. It would have been a 'bitch' so to say, to have dragged Vincent all the way through the manor and then to the Inn. Laying him on his back, she put her hand on his forehead as he was burning up.

"It feels like you might have a fever. I didn't even think someone like you even got sick." She said, before taking his headband off of him along with his cloak so he wouldn't feel so hot. His chest rose and fell, as his hands would clench at the bed sheets tightly. He seemed like he was in extreme pain. She was wondering if it was even a fever now.

"Ooh, this is my fault. I wish I had listen to you. Now, you're sick Vinny or worst." She bit her lip, as she looked at him. It was like this for most of the night as she looked over him. She put a wet rag on his forehead as he would toss and turn in sleep continuously clenching his chest. It was around 2 in the morning before he had settled down. Yuffie had guessed those tranquilizers she gave him were working now. She untied her boot laces as she slid them off and put them next to her bed. Laying back on the bed tiredly, she put her head down on the pillow. Her eyes slowly closing, though not before taking one look at Vincent before she quietly went to sleep.

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Morning soon came, as daylight broke though the curtains of the window in the Inn. The light falling over Yuffie's face as she shifted around on her bed as she turned over to face the other way. A poke came to her side making her squirm. Another poke came as waved a lazy hand in the air.

"Quit it...me sleepy...go away..." She mumbled.

"..."

The poking stopped for a moment, before it started up again. Yuffie planted her face in her pillow trying to ignore it as it was only agitating her more. Her head turned as she opened one eye slowly seeing a red one in front of her face. She noticed Vincent's standing there in front of her just looking at her.

"Get up Yuffie."

"Geeze, it's only you Vincent. Give me like...five minutes..." She yawned as her eyes closed. back. Vincent blinked as he just stood there silently. After about five minutes, Yuffie's eyes shot open as she sat up like bolt of lightning. Her eyes wide, as she did a double take companion. It just now came to her that Vincent was missing about four more feet on him. He was only two feet tall, not to mention his features were more like a child.

"W...wha..."

Yuffie rubbed her eyes before looking back at him to see if he was still the same. Yep, he still was and looking at her with an annoyed look.

"I think that sake I had went bad..." She mumbled rubbing her forehead as she closed her eyes for awhile. "Just think happy thoughts. This is just a dream from some bad sake."

"..."

She convinced herself. A few minutes passed before she re-opened her eyes to see Vincent standing there in front of her...still short.

"God, someone pinch me. This much be a dre...OW!"

She jerked her hand back as Vincent pinched her with his claw. He frowning at her distastefully. Yuffie rubbed her hand as that pinch seemed real enough.

"Geeze, you didn't have to pinch so hard. What happened to you?"

"I don't know..." He said, as his voice had changed also. Yuffie made a face as she tried not to laugh. Vincent only frowned as he didn't see any humor in the situation.

"Yuffie do you mind? This isn't exactly funny."

"O...of..course not...it's...not. He...hehe..." She swallowed as her face was red trying to control herself, but she'd soon lose that battle. She began laughing in tears at the gunman's situation. Vincent stood there silently as he watched her.

"...are you done now?"

"Okay, okay..I'm...haha...done." She said rubbing a tear from her eye. "So, you don't know what happened?"

"No...I woke up and I was like this." He said looking at his small hands. "It might have something to do with that smoke. That materia that fell to the ground might have been a morph perhaps... We need to go back and take a look at it. And...Yuffie? Are you even listening?"

He noticed Yuffie was looking at him quite hard. She wasn't laughing, though she had a huge grin on her face and a glazed over expression. Vincent did 'not' like that at all. The girl suddenly got up and to Vincent's surprised she picked him up and hugged him while she squealed.

"Vincent you're so adorable! You're like one of those cute little plushies in those machine's at the Golden Saucer!" She said rocking him back and forth in her arms hugging him.

"Yuffie...I'm not a toy. Put me down." He said sternly, though it was difficult to sound serious with a body like his and a voice. Also, he felt awkward with her being so close against him. Her face rubbed up against his cheek as she giggled.

"Vincent it's like you been chibified or something. It's so cute."

"..."

He squirmed in her arms before finally releasing himself as he jumped from her to the floor. Her turning around pointing a finger up at her.

"I'm still me, even though not physically. So, please reframe from treating me any differently."

"Hehe, yes sir." She said in a playful voice. Vincent frowned at her as she obviously wasn't taking him seriously due to his 'small' stature.

"Get your things ready. We're going back to the manor to get that materia to change me back." He said making his way past her with his little cape swaying behind him. Vincent thought it would be simple enough to change himself back to normal with the morph materia, but he didn't know how wrong he was. Oh, how very wrong he was.

TBC

How'd you like it? Oh, don't give me that look. Yes, yes too many stories started, but I can't help it. -Whines- It came to me. A bit short for the first chapter, but not a bad start I suppose. -Ducks a low flying can- Hey! I'm sorry I had to write another one...Waiii! -runs off-