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Tifa sighed as she threw another negative pregnancy test into the trash, she hadn't told any of her friends that she was trying to get pregnant. It had been a month since Cloud had agreed to the idea. She wanted to give Denzel a little brother or sister. That wasn't the only reason, she desperately wanted a child that was part Cloud and part of herself, it made her feel a little guilty but it didn't mean that she loved Denzel any less. Putting her disappointment behind her she scrubbed her hands in the sink, slipped out of the bathroom and returned to her busy bar.

The regulars seemed entertained and refreshed for the time being so she decided to turn her attention to Yuffie. The ninja was sitting up to the bar, a couple of stools away from Vincent who was distracted by a conversation he was having with Shelke.

"Hey." Tifa smiled as she topped up her friends drink. If she wanted to talk about her baby plans then she would have to bring it up herself, Yuffie wasn't to great at picking up on other peoples problems.

"Yo Teef."

"Umm so do you think Cloud would be a good father?" Tifa asked, trying and failing at nonchalance.

"Gawd, I don't know. I mean he is very good with Denzel, when he's here that is." Yuffie raised her eyebrow and knocked back her drink.

"How about with a baby… of his own?"

"Ohh are you knocked up?" The smaller girl placed her hands on the bar and leant in to get a closer look at Tifa's stomach.

"No, no." The barmaid chuckled and shook her head.

"Yeah, I figured that because of all the Mako he would be…you know…"

"Oh I don't think so." a little spark of fear ignited in Tifa's mind, surely that wasn't true? It might make conceiving a little more difficult, she considered.

"Hmm, if you're sure but I think its more likely to work with someone who hasn't been experimented on with mako and weird shit, especially if you are in a hurry." Yuffie shot a slight glance towards Vincent and looked thoughtful for a second.

"Anyway, How's your problem? Do you still have to marry the man your father picked out for you." Tifa cleared a few glassed from the bar and swiftly changed the topic.

"I have a plan, it's a really ingenious plan that I have had in my mind for a while now. I been saving for just such an occasion as it is rather drastic, but just the other day I decided its 100% the right thing to do." she grinned deviously at Tifa.

"Oh really, sounds…concerning." she chuckled back.

The door to the bar opened and Reeve came in from the rain. He greeted his friends at the bar and asked Tifa to pour him a drink.

"Jeez, your soaked! Did you swim here." Yuffie jumped down from the bar, leaving Tifa in the dark about her plot to escape her impending marriage.

"Its raining, a lot." he responded with a shiver and a sneeze.

Yuffie sighed, " Great now you're probably going to get sick and die and I'll have to fix the world by myself." Taking his hand she marched him upstairs to fetch towels. He leant back and grabbed his drink before being pulled a little more fiercely by Yuffie, some of his whisky splashed in his face as he tried to drink it.

"Tifa, is Yuffie in some sort of trouble?" Shelke asked when she was sure that she was out of earshot.

"Oh you know how she is, she is just involved in a disagreement with her father. Nothing unusual there."

"Vincent perhaps you should speak with her, she looks up to you."

He noted his short friends request and decided to go and find Yuffie. The gunman returned a couple of minutes later.

"Did you talk with her?" asked Tifa as she stored the money she had just been handed by a customer into the till.

"Uh, She was busy, work talk…" he muttered as he sat back at the bar.

Tifa noted his slightly pink cheeks and giggled to herself, Yuffie could be a bit of a flirt and poor Vincent was often picked out as her prey. She figured Yuffie must have said something to embarrass him.

They were joined by Reeve and Yuffie about forty minutes later.

"Oh, I completely forgot you both were here." Tifa had been rushed off her feet and things had just started to calm down. "You've been gone a long time."

"Yeah well, We went to see if Cloud had any spare clothes for the Boss to change into and we found a dress in his closet, what's up with that?"

"Oh it's a long story." Tifa smiled as she thought back to that day so many years ago, the day she had first met Aeris.

"So then we just had to see if he had any more weird stuff."

"Your telling me you've been going through our private belongings?" Tifa sighed and placed her hands on her hips.

"Well duh, head of espionage remember!" Yuffie replied as if it was unreasonable for Tifa to be irked.

"And you just stood by and watched?" The barmaid turned to Reeve.

"No, I helped, what's with the orthopaedic underwear?"

"Hahaha Yeah! I almost forgot about that, Cloud won't want to get you pregnant if your wearing those!"

Tifa turned a deep scarlet colour as her two so called friends laughed it up. She huffed and responded with "Well you can't be very good spies if it took you almost an hour to go through our small wardrobes."

"Hey." Yuffie pouted and muttered "head of espionage" under her breath to reassure herself of her abilities.

"You didn't find anything to change into then?"

"No, I'll just make do with my own clothes, they aren't that wet."

"All of Cloud's clothes made Reeve look like a rent boy anyway. I think it was the combination of the goatee and the sleeveless vests." Yuffie teased.

Reeve looked a little embarrassed as he nodded in agreement.

As the evening went on the rain stopped and crowd thinned until only Vincent remained. He helped Tifa put away the last of the glasses.

"Shame you didn't get a chance to talk to Yuffie." Tifa spoke up breaking the silence, Vincent had been even quieter than usual for most of the night.

"I…will try too, but once she has made up her mind…"

"Yeah, I know what you mean. She was saying she had a plan to get out of the marriage her father has chosen for her. I think she plans on trying to seduce you and marrying you instead." Tifa laughed as she spoke, she was sure that Yuffie would have been able to convince herself that that was a good idea.

"Her father would disown her for choosing someone such as myself, Yuffie would never risk losing Wutai for anyone. Yuffie is smarter than we give her credit for."

"Out of interest, would you have succumbed?" Tifa knew she was pushing her luck, but she had been curious about the relationship between Yuffie and Vincent for a while. She knew that the ninja found him attractive and that he had saved her life whilst facing Deepground, but was that as far as it went?

Vincent gave the slightest of smiles, "No, I could not handle the responsibility that would come with leading Wutai."

"Vincent! That's not what I'm interested in! Would you have been happy with Yuffie?"

"I would have of course been greatly flattered, but we are not compatible."

"No, I guess not. Oh well, never mind. I wonder what it is she is up to then?"

Vincent looked away from Tifa.

"You know don't you!" she tried to regain eye contact.

Before she had a chance to dig any deeper the back door opened and Cloud came through to the bar.

"Good evening Cloud, I was just about to leave." Vincent nodded in his direction.

"Okay, well take care." Cloud responded, no longer taken aback by the gunmans abruptness.

"Goodnight Tifa. Thank you for your hospitality."

Tifa locked up after him and stretched her arms up, she could have really done with going straight to sleep, it seemed Cloud felt the same way. However they knew they had to keep trying if they were going to have their baby by the end of the year.

Upstairs they found that their beds were covered in Cloud's clothes.

"Were you doing some laundry?" he asked as he started to fold up the garments.

"No, Reeve was trying on your clothes." Tifa informed him as she joined him in the folding.

"Eh? That guy is so weird." Cloud shrugged. "did he make all this mess?"

"He got drenched in the rain, and Yuffie was helping him hence the mess."

"He want's me to work for him, if employee's have to help him get dressed then I don't think I want to."

Tifa laughed at the thought. "Why do you think Vincent quit?" she joked.

"I thought that was because of all those dirty text messages Yuffie kept sending him? Cloud continued "The numerous sexual harassment rumours aren't the only reason I turned down his offer…"

"What's your other reason?" Tifa inquired as she removed her leather vest.

"If I'd have taken the job I'd have been away from home even more than usual, I didn't want that."

Tifa smiled and went to hug him, "You are doing really at the moment Cloud, I'm so pleased for you…and for me."

He placed a hand on the back of her head and stroked her long black hair. "I want to be here for you, and… you know."

"Not yet." Tifa sighed, "but lets keeping trying."

Vincent was not completely sure what on earth Yuffie was thinking, he had caught a glimpse of, what he assumed was, her plan when he sought her out earlier that evening.

He had found her up in the bathroom with Reeve, the door was open slightly. They seemed to be in the middle of a conversation, not wanting to interrupt he stepped back.

"Have you decided yet?" Yuffie, who was sitting up on the basin, asked as she ruffled the towel she had wrapped around Reeve's hair. His long coat had been discarded, it lay on the floor in a heavy wet pile.

"You're sure its what you really want?" Reeve pushed the towel out of his face.

"It makes sense doesn't it." she continued, her tone a little more serious than Vincent was used to hearing from Yuffie.

"Yes, I can't deny that. But it's a big decision, you have to be absolutely certain that it's the right thing to do. I'm significantly older than you."

"All the more reason for you to accept my offer, you think you're going to get a better one at your time of life?" Yuffie chided, prodding Reeve roughly on the nose.

"No of course not, that's not what I meant." he responded, jerking his head back away from her finger.

Silence fell upon the scene for a moment, Vincent thought might it be the right time to announce his presence. Before he had the chance, Yuffie spoke up again.

"Tell me you've never thought about it?" her tone had changed again, it made Vincent a little uncomfortable. "You and me, in charge and living large?"

Reeve sighed and placed his hands on the basin, either side of her legs.

"…Because, Cheek bones… I've thought about it…a lot." Yuffie slid her hands up until they rested on Reeve's cheeks, she pinched him and pulled at his face slightly.

"You have?"

"You bet I have. Come on Reeve-y, you know you want to, you know I want to and you'd really be helping me out of a bind...I'd do anything to help you were our situations switched. "

Vincent could hardly believe what he was seeing, he knew that Yuffie could be manipulative but he had never seen her skills exercised with such success. The Wutain Princess leant forward and kissed the commissioner. All allusions he had previously held about Yuffie were shattered as she ran her fingers through Reeve's dark hair, he wondered how long this had been going on, it was clearly not the first time she had made out with her boss.

"Alright, alright, you are absolutely certain that this is what you really want?"

"Yes, gawd, lets just get started, the sooner the better!" She wrapped her legs around Reeve's slender waist and pulled him up against her.

"Now? Here? Isn't that naughty, what with our friends being downstairs."

"Well now, being naughty is what we do best isn't it?" Yuffie grinned and slid her tongue back into her boss's mouth. "Just because this is going to be a political pregnancy doesn't mean we can't have fun with it."

Vincent stepped back and crept silently downstairs, when Tifa asked him if he'd spoken to Yuffie he lied and said she was talking about work. When his friends joined them again at the bar he was reminded that they were both exceptionally skilled in the art of lying. maybe they had been going through Tifa and Cloud's belongings but that certainly wasn't all they had been doing.

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