Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy 7…
Pairing: Tifa x Vincent
The Last Flavour
By Nocturne Shadow
Tifa spent the morning to cook for Vincent. Since he told her he had lost the sense of taste, she did her best to give him back… in vain.
- Maybe with this one…
She stayed quiet. Vincent ate the small cookie she had given to him.
"Is it good?"
She looked at him with hope, but the vampire had no expression on his face.
- What is it?
- Well, only chocolate…
Her smile disappeared. She made as if she had to clean the table to hide her disappointment. It had been definitely a waste of time…
- I give up…
- You shouldn't…
- Why not?
- Because, among all the flavours in the world there is only one I didn't lose.
Tifa was sceptic. Why didn't he tell her that before? Vincent was Vincent. She knew how he was. He only said a little each time he spoke. Vincent talked again with his deep voice: "And it's something sweet…"
The young woman folded one's arm. She was a bit frustrated.
- Really? And what is it?
Tifa didn't realize what happened. The vampire had moved too fast for her. In a veil of red blood colour, Vincent was closer and he put his lips on hers. Her eyes reflected her shock: they were wide opened. He released her only after a few seconds.
- Now, you know what it is.
Her heart was beating wildly in her chest. She slowly raised her fingers to touch her lips where the vampire had already kissed her. She blushed when her eyes met his. She found darkness, passion and… love.
Did she feel the same? She knew the answer. She put her hand on his pale cheek. Vincent seemed a little surprised but he said nothing. He couldn't if he liked to because Tifa was kissing him back.
Ok, I first tried to make a drabble but it was a bit too long. This OneShot is a translation of one of my fanfiction "La Dernière Saveur". I just wanted to practise my English so, if there are any mistakes in this fanfiction, please, I would like to be informed. Thank's for reading even if this story isn't that good (my point of view)....