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Wake Up Call
Hojo power walked down the halls of the old Shin- Ra mansion. 'To think that the woman would do something so stupid; so disloyal,' he thought,' It's just not justified... I WILL have my revenge! Once I get my hands on that boy...'
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The first thing they heard was the door flying open, the enraged scientist becoming more and more flushed every macrosecond. Vincent shot up from his postion on top of his beloved- married- Lucrecia. "H- hojo!" The now fuming professor turned his attention to his wife. "ARGH! I KNEW this was- Lucrecia, how could you?! Don't you care anymore? Care about me?" He never gave her a chance to answer. "I don't think so." The two men started screaming at each other as she brought up the blanket to cover her naked form. Hojo exited the room, scowling as he rubbed his temples. The Turk apologized to his lover as he made himself decent once more. He then left the room, leaving Lucrecia to go after her husband.
She ran after him, hair still messed up. "Hojo, listen," she coaxed. He snapped as he turned to meet her. "I would've bled to make you happy, but then you go and treat me like THIS? Well, I suppose I can sleep soundly tonight knowing that you've been satisfied! Oh, what was I thinking," he asked himself as he turned back around and walked down the halls to his lab. Lucrecia didn't bother going after him this time.
Their divorce was finalized almost a month afterward.
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The professor bursted through the door of his ex-spouse's lab. Vincent looked up from the files he was reading. Hojo pulled a handgun from his coat pocket, aiming it staight at the man responsible of taking his wife from him, Vincent Valentine. The Wutainese man reached for his gun as the counter pulled the trigger. Lucrecia, standing in the hall outside of the lab, heard the gunshot, mixed in with Vincent screaming. She entered the room in time to see her love sigh and hit the ground. "Lucrecia," he said, shakely, just before blacking out. "Hojo, what have you DONE? I never intended to-" He knelt down to her and whispered, "Maybe you should heave thoght about that BEFORE you slept with him... It's not my fault, because you both deserve what's coming. So, don't say a word." He walked toward the door, preparing to leave his former partner and HER lover there; Vincent bleeding to death in her arms. "Lucrecia," he started, almost as if he was hurt, "If you needed love, then I could have given it to you. But, by the time I realized what was going on I was taken up. Hmph. Thanks for the wake up call. Heh. He came without a warning, so I HAD to shoot him. Did I do the wrong thing," he asked her. "Is his heart still beating," he asked mockingly. The door clicked shut behind him as he left the two there to deal with the injury.
A/N: Okay, so I was riding shotgun with my mom in the car when Wake- Up Call by Maroon 5 came on the radio. I love Maroon 5 and the song gave me a good idea for a fic like this and I decided to use Vince, Lucrecia and Homo- I mean Hojo- as the catalysts. IDK if anyone noticed, but I used some of the actual lyrics in the ficcy. THANK YOU FOR READING, SQUEETIE!!! Reviews would be appreciated, but are not necessary.