By Kristen Gupton-The Tattooed and Pierced Freak-Williams

At sunrise, Vincent gently woke Tifa up, as she had fallen asleep on the floor after lying down to 'just rest her eyes'.

She blinked up at him in the bright morning light and stretched, chasing the stiffness from her body after sleeping on the floor. "You let me fall asleep?"

Vincent cocked an eyebrow at her as he helped her up. "I didn't stop you, no."

She feigned anger for a few seconds until she looked down to see that her dress was terribly wrinkled, at which point she did get mad. "Damn it, I can't wear this now!"

He inspected her for a moment. "We can go out and get you something else."

"Don't you have to stay with Tseng?" She asked, pointing to where his brother's body was lying.

"That was only through the night. Until the funeral starts I can leave, now that it's light out," he replied, taking her hand in his.

"Oh, I thought you had to stay." Tifa knew that she really had no knowledge of what was going on.

"No, now that it's morning I no longer have to guard him from spirits trying to steal him in the night." Vincent said in a matter of fact tone. "And no, I don't think that any evil ghosts would have taken him, but a tradition is a tradition."

It was amusing at least to watch Vincent bend to customs, irrational as they may have been. Tifa followed quietly as he led her from the building and out into the temple square. They were surprised to see Angel and Reno coming to meet them.

Angel smiled wide upon seeing her father. "Good morning. Did the vigil go well?"

"Yes." Vincent smiled in return. "What brings you two out this early?"

"Well, me and the misses thought we'd treat you two to breakfast." Reno replied, putting his arm around Angel's shoulders.

"Aw, that's really nice you guys!" Tifa beamed, more than ready to eat.

They left the temple area and went to a small restaurant a few blocks away. They ordered their food and then sat waiting for it to be brought out.

Angel couldn't contain herself any longer. "The real reason that Reno and I wanted to catch up with you this morning is to let you two be the first to know something important."

Tifa and Vincent sat silently, awaiting the news.

"Okay," Angel gathered herself half expecting her father to pass out much as Reno had when he had learned. "Reno and I… are having a baby."

Tifa immediately squealed and jumped to her feet, quickly running around the table and throwing her arms around Angel. "Oh God, that's wonderful!! I can't believe it!"

Vincent's reaction was a little more subdued. He cocked an eyebrow and stared at Reno. "Really..?"

"No, we're just saying it to fuck with your mind." Reno grinned and winked. "Of course really."

Angel looked at her father as Tifa retreated back to her own seat. "Aren't you excited?"

Vincent forced a smile and gazed at her. "Sure."

"You aren't really acting much like it." Angel said, putting on a pout and crossing her arms over her chest.

He knew that he had to do something and so got up from his seat and went around the table. Vincent took Angel in his arms. "If you're happy, then I am too."

"Thanks," Angel was just grateful that he hadn't come to their side of the table to throttle Reno.

Vincent stepped back from his daughter after a few moments and started to go back to his seat, but not before smacking Reno in the back of the head.

Reno cringed from the blow and glared at Vincent. "Hey!"

Vincent extended an index finger at his son-in-law as he sat back down. "You better take good care of her."

"I will." Reno scoffed. "Geez…"

"You're going to be a grandfather." Tifa said jokingly as she nudged Vincent. "Isn't that cool?"

He shrugged. "It sounds a bit weird."

"Well, you should probably get used to it, considering that all the kids you and I are going to have will have children of their own someday. You'll probably be a granddad a hundred times over before it's all done." Tifa chirped back to him.

Vincent turned to face her. He was touched by her optimism about the future they would share after he had a normal body again. Unable to restrain himself, Vincent kissed her.

Reno instantly became uncomfortable watching what was in actuality a brief kiss between Tifa and Vincent. "Come on, you guys are gonna ruin breakfast."

***

Once they were done eating, Angel and Reno went off on their own to look at the town awhile before the funeral. Tifa and Vincent went to hunt something for Tifa to wear. Eventually they came to a rather spendy row of shops and Vincent led Tifa inside, knowing that there must be something here that she would like.

Hanging in the back of the shop in a display case was a gorgeous kimono. It was black silk, embroidered with a midnight blue pattern. The hand painted sash with it was the same blue as the embroidery, and upon it were painted black flowers. Tifa rested her hands upon the glass case. She had never seen anything so ornate or beautiful in all her life.

Vincent saw the way she was staring. "Do you want it? I think it would be perfect."

Tifa looked over her shoulder at him, sadness in her eyes. "No, it's too expensive but wouldn't you know it, it's my size and everything."

It was at that moment that he realized that he had never told Tifa exactly how much money he had, thanks to his work over the years. "Tifa, money is no object."

"Vincent, I don't want you to go blowing all of what you've got on something like this. Did you see the price tag? It's four thousand gil." Tifa sighed, turning her eyes back to the incredible piece of silken art.

He took a step closer to her and slipped his arm around her waist and whispered in her ear, "Tifa, I've got over seventeen million."

Her eyes went wide and she turned to face him. "No way…"

Vincent nodded. "It's true."

She was speechless and felt her hands begin to shake.

He could see that she was in disbelief. Vincent knew full well that Tifa hadn't grown up with much and after Meteor she still only managed a moderate income with Cloud. "You don't ever have to worry about money again."

Tifa had never in all her life thought that she would be rich. Nor could she believe that Vincent had kept this secret from her all this time. "You never said anything to anyone!"

He shrugged. "Actually, Cid knows. I made a wager with him once and told him that if he won that I would give him three million of it. Needless to say, he didn't win."

"Pardon my French, Vincent, but holy shit!" Tifa threw her arms around his neck.

The clerk in the usually quiet store took notice of the drama going on and came over. One look at the two people present and he thought that they certainly weren't here to buy anything. "I'm going to have to ask the two of you to keep it down, or leave."

Vincent smirked at the snobbish little man and pointed to the kimono. "Not until you've got that wrapped up for my wife."

The clerk knit his brow, not sure that the man talking to him had any idea how much the item in question cost. "Sir, that is a traditional handmade silk kimono and it costs four grand."

Vincent reached down and pulled out his wallet, removing his debit card from within. "Then go ring me out for it and then get it wrapped."

The clerk suddenly realized that Vincent was serious and jogged back to the register knowing that this would most likely be the biggest sale of the month. He returned a few moments later to hand Vincent his card and open the glass case with a key from his pocket. He pulled the kimono down from the display carefully. "Perhaps the young lady would like the complimenting tabi and geta?"

Tifa had no idea what had just been said and looked to Vincent for guidance.

He saw her expression. "Shoes, Tifa."

"Oh, uh, yeah I guess so as long as you've got them in a seven." She said, not even daring to ask how much those were.

The clerk could tell that he was dealing with someone who really had little idea what she needed to go with the kimono. "And the lady undoubtedly would like the under dress and slip, too?"

Not wanting to come off as a total idiot to those around her, Tifa nodded. "Sure."

The clerk looked pleased as he gathered the accessory items and took them to the front counter. He looked back up at Vincent while he placed the items in bags. "And I suppose you would like all of this on the card as well?"

Vincent rolled his eyes and again produced the debit card for the clerk.

He accepted the card and ran it through for the remainder of the bill, which came to near six hundred more. Then he finished wrapping the kimono and got it into a bag and then handed Vincent back his card and the receipts. "I thank you very much for your purchases, Sir. You and the lady have a wonderful day."

Vincent thanked him and picked up the bags. Tifa clung to him excitedly as they made their way back to the house.