A/N: I hope you like this. If you get confused, Yuffie's a werewolf. Vinnie's a vampire. Sephiroth is vampire as well. PLEASE review!
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters. The book, A Taste Of Crimson inspired me to write this.
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Crimson Bane
Chapter One
Yuffie

Yuffie watched in the mirror in her bedroom as the slaves tide on her dress. When they got to the waist, Yuffie took one last breathe before they pulled it so tight, she could barely breathe. Her small breasts lifted, making them look a size bigger. Another slave Put her hair back in a bun, and the last slave put on huge high heels to fit. When they were done, Yuffie looked like proper lady. Ha. Don't get used to this.

She was in a huge green dinner gown with long sleeves Victorian style. Make-up was provided, light green eye shadow, lipstick, and blush.

Then Yuffie's mother came in. She was the Great Dame Alfa, powerful over the humans, vampires, and other packs of werewolves. She was bony with little muscle, and had long legs. Her hair was tighed into a tight bun, and her grey eyes were cold.

"Hello, Mother," Yuffie said politely. "What is tonight's event?"

"General Sephiroth is coming over, Yuffie," This paled Yuffie. Over course she knew what was going to happen after dinner. "I plan for you to marry him. He is a vampire, but has much money and power."

Of course that's all you care about.

"Yes, mother."

"After dinner you will do what he wants, no questions about it. And Yuffie," Her mother began to walk away. "Don't tell him about your virginity."

Because it will bring you great shame…

Yuffie nodded. "When is dinner?"

"In a few minutes. I believe your father is talking to him in the dining room, come."

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When Yuffie entered the dining room, she saw a very large table with lots of platters, two men, and four chairs. Yuffie sat at the closest one, and her mother walked around to the one across Yuffie.

Right away Yuffie knew who the two men were. One was her father, of course she could recognize him. He was a few centimeters shorter then her mother- very rare for a werewolf. He still had dark black hair with a little bit of grey in it. Her father was very fat, and was a little bit kinder then her mother.

Then of course, the other man had to be General Sephiroth. Yuffie had heard about him, his legendary sword, his long silver hair.

Yuffie glanced at him, careful not to "stare" at him. He did indeed have long silver silk hair, pale skin, green eyes, and a dark suit.

"Hello, General Sephiroth," Her mother greeted more warmly then she did to Yuffie. Yuffie forced a smile, and Sephiroth smiled as well.

"Hello to you as well, your highness. Please call me Sephiroth. 'General' is not needed."

"Very well then. How are you doing this evening?"
"Wonderful. I was talking to your husband about you lovely daughter, here." He brought up his future wife.

Sephiroth

"Wonderful. I was talking to your husband about you lovely daughter, here." Lovely indeed, Sephiroth thought to himself, glancing at the ten-years-younger fiancé next to himself. She is something. Very beautiful. I'm definitely looking forward to tonight. Dirty thoughts popped into his head. A smirk followed on his lips.

"Oh?" Yuffie said, glancing up from the table. She looked at Sephiroth, her dark brown eyes burning so purely into his. "And what did my father say about me?"

"That you have the best personality," Sephiroth flirted. "and the best looks around here."

"Why thank you…"

Sephiroth chuckled. A servant came in from the kitchen quietly, and took off the tops of the platters, and began to serve the salad out first. "A lovely salad, you have the best servants around, Mrs. Kisaraski…"

After Dinner in Yuffie's Room
Yuffie

After dinner, Yuffie retired to her room. Her mother was going to let Sephiroth stay for the night, then tomorrow was the wedding.

Sephiroth was in the bathroom, and Yuffie stared at her mirror.

Is this my last few minutes as a virgin?

Do you want it to be? A voice asked her inside her head. Run, Yuffie. Then you won't have to give yourself to him, you won't have to marry him, you won't have to do anything. You can be free. Free. Free from your mother. Free from this life…

"Free…" She whispered to herself. She waited a moment then she ran to the window. She opened the balcony doors, then looked down for a moment.

Her bedroom was on the third floor, a bit high then she liked it. An over whelming sickness came over her, and she felt like puking. She held it in though, and glanced at the thick rose vine that went up the castle, Maybe she could climb down it? She'd seen it in movies of course. But this might be different.

Slowly she did, picking her hand several times, but ignored the steaming agony.

She had made her way down two stories, but fell one story when the vine got thin. She broke it, and landed on her knees thankfully.

She held her breathe to hear if anyone was coming.

"Yuffie?" She heard Sephiroth calling her name. Yuffie panicked. She quickly got on her feet, tossing her high heels off. She could work better that way. She ran quickly across the white snow, freezing. Her breath became harder, and she started to gasp for breathe. She looked for a way to let loose the thing on her waist. (A/N: I can't remember what those are called, dang it!)

She ran to the river, which was running strong. She held her breathe, and jumped in…

Vincent

Meanwhile Yuffie was running away, Vincent just happened to be by the river. He dressed in a crimson cloak to keep him warm, and beneath it, dark clothes. His pale skin matched the snow, and his red eyes could beat the richest red rose. He had long raven dark hair that matched the night's colors.

Of course if you knew Vincent Valentine, then you'd be wondering, why is he here? If you asked him, he'd probably ignore you, but he was on business. Important business.

He came along the river, looking into the blue of the raging waters, small pieces of water flew in it. He watched it with admiration, and then noticed a body in it.

A body?

He looked again. But then he realized it was true. He reacted quickly, throwing off his came, then jumping in. He caught the person quickly, and then got them both on the surface of the water. He laid the person upon the snow, and caught his breath for a moment. Then he looked over.

The woman appeared to be in a coma. Her skin was pure what, and he knew this was not a natural thing, she looked like a werewolf or a person- not a vampire.

Then he noticed the woman was not breathing.

Immediately he did CPR. He breathed into her, then out. He repeated this several times, then she coughed. She still showed no signs of awakening. He tossed the woman over, and unlaced her thingy majig. Then she gasped for breathes a few times, and looked to Vincent.

"What are you doing?" The woman demanded.

"You were in the river, mam," He said coldly. "I saved you."

"Ah yes!" She cried, flinging her arms up. She laughed.

"Are you drunk?" Vincent asked again. Her eyebrows furrowed together. "Of course not. But what is your name, might I ask?"

"I'll tell you later. You are going to freeze to death soon anough," Vincent wrapped his cloak around the woman. "Where do you live?"

"I do not remember," The woman lied.

Vincent sighed. "You'll have to stay with me for awhile then."

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